Music emanated from the bandstand into the large dancehall in sweet ripples and harsh pulsations, dancers writhing in the abandon of their movements.
Joy Jardin twisted and turned with the fast, animated rhythm, yet she felt more inside of her voluptuous body than simply a response to the wild and sensual beat of the drums and the sparkling runs of the electric guitars. Deep within her ample body she felt a surge of increasingly desperate excitement. She closed her eyes, reveling in the passionate emotions that shot through her body as she moved her body erotically before her partner.
Little did he know that as she danced enticingly in front of him, she was imagining how it would be for him to fuck her! Yes, she felt a tremendous charge of sexual excitement surging and breaking inside her body. Now, as she danced, she was aware of the heaviness of her jiggling tits on her body, was aware of the growing moistness of her pussy.
Suddenly the music screeched to a halt. Opening her eyes, Joy saw her partner watching her with eyes full of desire for her. He wanted her badly, she could tell. The knowledge of this fact sent a shiver of titillation through Joy's body. When he took her arm and led her off the dance floor, she felt more than ever her need to gratify her senses, knew with a terrible fierceness that she had to have cock!
The music and dancing had loosened up her body, had let her primordial desires spring to the surface of her awareness. It seemed to her that every inch of her white flesh was supercharged with sensitiveness, would interpret every touch and sensation as a sexual gesture. Yet this was what she craved!
Her partner's fingers felt like fire on her arm, and when he circled his hand around her waist, Joy was almost breathless with her great, intensifying need. While the man pressed his body to hers, pulling her close to him, she looked around at all the garishly colorfully dressed people, and felt a wave of eroticism sweep over her body. She felt powerless to fight off the current of desire that passed through her and made her weak with desire.
Her mind was frantic with compelling, but opposite thoughts. Why had she come here tonight? Was it merely to dance, to hear music? Or was there a deeper, more fundamental reason. Yes, she realized, feeling the man's body hard and forceful against hers. She'd come here to find someone to have sex with! Yes, that's what she wanted! She wanted some man's cock inside her! She blushed with the thought, yet it was the truth.
In a moment she felt the man's warm, wet lips lock onto hers, felt her body respond to his passion, and she let herself be swept up by the strong emotion which throbbed inside her. Should she let herself be kissed like this by a man she didn't even know? Joy was unable to answer the question, yet felt herself react strongly to the warm kiss, felt her lips glide smoothly over the man's mouth, felt him press against her, her own body thrilling to the hard impress of his erect cock. The man had a hard on! He wanted to fuck her!
Joy's resistances fell before the harsh fact of the man's savage arousal, and she felt her large breasts swell to greater size, felt her vulva become wet as her body prepared for intercourse against her conscious will. Oh, how she ached for the man to screw her! His hands ran unhesitatingly over her body, caressing the curve of her hips, mashing her buttocks.
She was breathing hard from her own great arousal, and every second increased her desire for the man. The pressure of his large cock was driving her to insanity! She had to have that cock inside her, pushing her to the lovely heights of her climax!
"Come to my apartment with me," the man breathed hoarsely into her ear.
"Well, I don't know if ...." Joy's mind was a welter of confusion. She wanted to fuck, yet couldn't bring herself to admit it. She faltered, not knowing what to say. Yet her body made her understand what her deepest desire was.
"Well, just come with me. I don't live far away." The man pulled her with him, and she followed helplessly.
He drove her to his apartment. All the way up Joy had been almost catatonic, not saying a word. Her mind was still torn between alternatives, yet as the man led her into his room she felt again the uncontrollable cry of her body, the ache deep in her loins which demolished all resistance, made her consent to all that was to happen to her. Her cunt was sopping with its great arousal.
Walking into the apartment she noticed that there were three other men there as well. As if she had been hit with a sledge hammer she realized that she wanted them all, wanted those four cocks to surge inside her screaming pussy and give her the enormous pleasure she so desperately craved.
Was this why the man, whose name she didn't even know, had brought her here? Did he bring her here so that his friends could have her too? What other reason could there be? Joy asked herself, coming up with no reply. Her body stormed inside her depths, craving its climax.
The man drew her into his room and closed the door. "Strip!" he commanded tersely. He watched Joy with lust in his eyes.
Joy trembled at the man's voice, feeling at the same time a great relief, realizing that the man would fuck her whether she wanted it or not, thus relieving her of the responsibility of making a decision. Her mouth dry from excitement she took off her dress, the man watching her with growing passion.
His eyes feasted on the delicious spectacle of Joy's breasts, his gaze fastening on the lovely cleave between the twin mounds, turning next to the flat, aroused nipples.
Joy's glance fell instinctively to the man's groin, and she saw the ferocious bulge of the man's cock as it leapt to full size behind the barrier of his pants. She moistened her lips with her tongue, the image of the cock floating enticingly in her mind. Her fingers inched down the flimsy material of her panties, and the man's eyes bulged at the emerging sight of Joy's pubic hairs, the base of that tangled triangle of hair coming first into view, then the fork of her deep, white thighs.
Unable to control himself any longer, the man rushed for the now completely naked woman, and pressed his body against her, his hands kneading her supple skin, his lips surging wetly over her face and neck. He groaned in the fierceness of his arousal, his cock thrusting itself against Joy's skin.
The hot pressure of it turned Joy into a mass of desire, and she found herself screaming, "Your cock! I've got to see your cock! I must have it! I want it to fuck me, to strike into me again and again till I come! I want you to fuck me with your cock till I orgasm!" The salacious words blurted from Joy's mouth as if they had a will of their own.
The man became vastly aroused by the woman's deep desire, and in an instant he had torn off his shirt and his pants, leaving his briefs for last, and Joy watched him avidly, her body tingling with sensations of pure lust. She no longer was her former self. She was transformed into a heated, impassioned woman who had to have her cravings satisfied. Her eyes popped as the man hooked his thumb around the band of elastic which held up his underpants and slowly pulled it down, aware of the sparking desire in the woman.
Joy gulped as slowly the cock was revealed to her, the huge, blazing glans first, then the red, cruel, powerful shaft of the man's column, then the thick base with its profusion of black, springy pubic hairs. Joy gasped in delirium.
"It's so huge!" she managed in a weak voice, her tits sending titillating emotions through her already strongly aroused body. "It's so incredibly large! Oh, I want that large cock. Damn it, I need that large cock of yours!"
She shrieked out her need, then rushed to the huge staff, as if she were about to impale herself on its rigid hardness. She dropped to her knees before the gaping staff, gazing at it rapturously, her body livid with desire for it. Gingerly she placed a finger on the bobbing column of flesh, the cock jerking up suddenly at the exciting touch of her slim, delicate finger. Joy looked up at the man.
"Put it in your mouth! Put my cock in your mouth!" The man was glaring at her, great intensity in his emotion packed voice.
"You want me to suck your cock?"
"Suck!"
In a moment Joy had ovaled her lips around the huge member, feeling the hard form in her moist mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked fiercely, seeking to draw out the load of sperm in the man and drink it! She wanted to drink the man's sweet come juice! She felt weak as the mammoth cock surged inside her mouth, sank itself deeply into her oral cave and jammed itself into her throat, the long length of it forcing its way down so deeply that Joy thought she would gag on the large cock.
She wrapped her arms around the hairy thighs of the man, caressing his sac of balls from behind, one hand running over the forms of his ass cheeks, smoothly sliding over the silky skin. Unrelentingly, she sucked on the fat member, the thickness of the fierce cock all but overpowering her as her mouth had to open wide to allow it in.
As the man groaned in the mounting tension of his need, so Joy's body also drove her on and on with its own, equally compelling need, its savage desire for sexual release, a desire so strong that it swept all other considerations out of its way, forcing her to swallow and suck the man's cock, her own lusts growing stronger with each surge of the mighty cock into the wanton depths of her mouth.
Her pussy was flooded with lubrication, and Joy felt the large clit in her vulva throb with an intensity which was maddening. She ached for her own release, yet didn't dare stop sucking the man, his arms holding her head steady as she sucked his bloated manhood. Blind passion seized Joy's body, made it toss and burn with stark need.
Suddenly she felt a drop of fluid form on the head of the large cock, her tongue licking it up. She knew the man was about to come inside her mouth! He was going to send his searing lava into her cave! With a great rush, the cock spewed out its reservoir of come juice, the huge tool contracting for a moment before exploding in the woman's mouth, the jet of milky liquid coating the walls and throat of her orifice.
Greedily, Joy lapped up all of the man's emission, drinking it all in, loving the taste of the sweet liquid, her own cunt firing up as she tasted the fruits of the man's passion for her. The man groaned in the frenzy of his climax, his hands pressing fiercely on the woman's head, his eyes closed, his mouth open, his orgasm overwhelming him and causing him to topple over the woman and onto the floor. Writhing convulsively, he moaned on the floor, his cock wilting.
In terror, Joy watched the man's manhood deflate, her cunt at the same time singeing her with its burning need. She had to have her fuck! Yet the man was motionless with the aftermath of his orgasm!
CHAPTER II
Joy was in a mad fury of unsatisfied desire. Her cunt ached for the fulfilling surge of a cock, ached to be blasted to its orgasm. Frantically, the lust possessed woman moaned in her agony, pleaded with the soporific man to get his cock hard again so as to fuck her, as she was so furiously wanted.
Joy was out of her mind with need, her whole body flaming in its great arousal. Simply seeing the man in the grip of his orgasm had excited her incredibly, her clit throbbing its mad tempo of sexual hunger. Yet the man lay on the floor, his cock wilted, his face still contorted by the resplendent force of his recent climax.
"Fuck me, fuck me like I want! I need it now! I have to have it now!" Tears of anger and rage streaked down Joy's white cheeks, the salty liquid falling onto the rounded forms of her erect breasts.
Instinctively she placed her finger into her pussy. Oh, how she needed her orgasm! It was driving her to distraction! All else was utterly forgotten as Joy felt herself tortured by the grip of her all compelling need. She felt around in the hotness of her vulva. She was steaming! She flowed like an ocean, her cuntal secretions staining her deep white thighs, streaking over the aroused skin. Her face clenched in the savage fury of her desperation.
The man was depriving her of her carnal satisfaction! He was selfish, utterly and abominably selfish. Gingerly she stroked her aching bud, touching her clitoris as she bent over from the wracking sensations that she produced in herself. Other women may have felt more satisfaction by having their clitoris stimulated than by being fucked, but not Joy! Even now, as she thrilled to the erotic touch of her own finger, she ached for the man to get a hard on and come and fuck her.
"Oh, dear God, how I want it! I need it, need it so badly!" She moaned with utter abandon as her great desires swept new storms of sensation through her body. She bit her lips in the agony of her flageliating arousal. If only the man could fuck her, if only he could release her from the stranglehold of her desires. Joy felt very tense. As she manipulated her genital she stumbled across the room, tears still falling from her face.
In a moment the door suddenly opened. Without warning, in walked the three men who had been seated outside. Joy looked up at them in a moment of horror. They were watching her masturbate! All three men stared at the hand that was deeply embedded in the angry red mass of Joy's cunt.
Joy turned crimson in total shame, yet her shame was not nearly as strong as her great desire, and she quickly forgot it as she pleaded to all three men, "I have to have my come! I'm aching all over. I'm going mad! Ohhh." She closed her eyes as she felt a streak of excitement burst through her, flow up from her cunt to her brain, and make her scream.
The three men glared lustfully at the woman as they watched her stumble in the contortions induced by her onanism. Their increasing need flaring into greater and greater force as they watched the woman masturbate, their cocks grew huge within the prison of their pants.
Unable to withhold his passion any longer, one of the men quickly came up to Joy and embraced her, his cock pressing against Joy's hand as she strove to work herself off. Instantly his lips were on hers, the wet lips gliding passionately over the woman's opened mouth, his tongue slipping in to meet her ardent flap of muscle as the two tongues moved rapidly, erotically inside Joy's mouth.
Joy moaned in the fury of her need, and she blurted, "I need your cock! Fuck me, fuck me, please! I need it so bad!" She was in horrible pain, and did not stop rubbing her clitoris.
"Damn right, I'll fuck you, you lovely cunt!" The man's eyes blazed at the exciting woman before him. His cock pressed for release, and in a moment he had started to strip. In a state of savage heat, her own lusts now grown perilously high, Joy gazed at the man open mouthed as he divested himself rapidly of his clothing. In a moment he had stripped himself of all except his briefs, and in a thrilling moment even that came off!
"That cock, I must have that cock!" Joy was glaring at the huge member in a terrifying state of excitement. Her heart was pounding. Her breasts were heaving up and down, jiggling maddeningly on her chest, her eyes open wide at the entrancing sight of the man's magnificent cock.
The fierce, fuming member glared at her through its eye, mesmerizing her, making her feel more powerfully than she had before her vast need to be stimulated to orgasm. Her mind dizzied before the splendid magnificence of the column of sex, and she groaned piteously. How she ached for that member! Her whole being called for the scintillating ramming that only a cock could give her, and she looked up at the man with all her need expressed in her tearing eyes.
"Fuck me!" she whimpered, her lusts having left her weak and ravaged.
Yet the man, fuming with the blasting lusts within his own body needed no encouragement from the sex maddened woman before him, and in a moment he rushed at Joy, his body forcing itself onto hers as he thrust her down on the nearby bpd, her tits crushed by his great strength, her face showered with the man's avid kisses, her cunt assaulted by the lunging cock as it nosed its way into the sopping mass of Joy's vulva.
She felt so magnificently loose and open, as if her whole body had submitted itself to the man's rampaging desires. His tongue slid over Joy's smooth skin, licking her face, her mouth, her ears, her neck in a frenzy of compelling desire, her own body tossing uncomfortably as the man's hands gripped her body, kneaded her voluptuous folds of skin.
She could feel the hard form of his ballooning cock groveling in the mush of her fully open vulva, could feel the hard, immense head of the member touching the throbbing bud of her clitoris. She moaned grievously in expectation of the fucking which would relieve the sexual tension which was making a wreckage of her body.
She encircled the man with her arms, her fingers streaking over the expanse of his back, her nails digging into his flesh and prodding him on to greater display of his desire for her.
"Your cock! I need it in me!" She mumbled her request, her voice choked and sobbing, her lips obstructed by the man's wet, sliding mouth as he kissed her over and over, causing her to become dizzy with the intensity of the man's erotic movements. Joy stirred wantonly beneath the man, the bed creaking from her tossings on it, the man sliding down on her anatomy as she split her legs wider apart, exposing more of the heat of her cunt.
The man drew his head down, his fingers trailing wetly over her sweat covered body, the digits finding the mass of Joy's pubic hair, trailing through the tangled mass, finding its way into the sucking wetness of her vulva and pinching the woman's red, swollen clit.
Joy leaped at the touch, her body shimmering in its delight, her hips undulating. "Your cock! Shove your cock in me!" She shrieked out her furious need to the man, feeling the cock lying on her thigh, wet from contact with her cunt, wanting it to drive into her and force her into her orgasm. Her mind was torn by her savage need, and her head turned from one side to the other, her eyes closed in her tension, her mouth open, tongue hanging out.
The man probed his finger into Joy's vagina, the digit making its way into the lubricated tunnel slightly, then pressing the sensitive walls of it. Joy screamed in pleasure, her hips rotating as the finger dug into her. Yet in a moment the finger was withdrawn, and feeling the man slide up on her body, Joy screamed again as she felt the man's mammoth cock poke its huge head into her.
As the man kneaded her soft skinned breasts, the cock surged hotly into the lust maddened woman's interior, ramming its headstrong way into the recesses of her tossing body, slammed into her further and further with a power that could not be overcome. Inward and inward surged the thick column, streaming through the creamy passage in Joy's vulva. It stroked its way into her till it could go no further, having gone in all the way, being now firmly embedded in her cunt.
The man jackknifed his hips furiously as he rammed into Joy again and again, his mouth sucking on the white breasts of the woman. He flicked his tongue maddeningly over the brown skinned nipples, covering them with the wetness of his saliva, stuffing as much of the breast into his mouth as he could, and sucking on the marvelous mound heatedly, his hips meanwhile still slamming into the woman's groin and sending the cock deeply into her loins.
Great sparks of desire emanated from Joy's pussy, sparks which made her twist and squirm in pain with the pleasure they made inside of her.
Suddenly the man started to come, his cock expanding hugely as it let out its thick flow of come juice, flooding the palpitating tube of the woman's vagina. The cock spurted wildly inside Joy, the smell of the sweet ejaculation rising in the air as the cock was pulled out of the wet mass of Joy's cunt, and smelling it, Joy went mad at the thought of her still unfulfilled desire, and she shrieked her misery in loud sobs.
She tossed and writhed in a mad fury of hot desire, her body killing her with its painful sexual tension, driving her on and on, causing her to weep anew. The salt tears showered down her cheeks as she felt the man convulsing on top of her, his own come achieved, yet hers so very far away. She ached! She couldn't bear not having her climax when two men had already achieved theirs!
Yet within the haze of her nerve wracking misery she became aware of another man placing his hot hands on her thighs. Turning, she saw him, his eyes gazing lustfully at her, then saw his cock, huge, bursting with its own fury of desire. Like a woman drowning and reaching out for the lifeline tossed to her, Joy frantically grasped the monstrous cock in front of her, her hands gripping tightly around the column's thick circumference. The staff felt so thankfully large in her small white fists.
Joy's throat felt dry, and she trembled as a shiver of excitement made her weak. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she pleaded in the utter misery of her desire. She felt the pressure of the man's weight as, holding her thighs, he laid himself on top of her. Joy was breathing heavily, her skin sweating profusely. Yet she was unaware of all this. What claimed her total consciousness was the tremendous need inside of her, the torturing need deep within her body which yearned for its fulfillment.
Without saying a word, the man took hold of his magnificent cock and eased it into the depths of Joy's wide open pussy, the head covered with the moisture of Joy's cuntal secretions. Joy licked her lips in trembling anticipation, then her body gave off a minor spasm. The cock was in her! The cock was driving itself deeper into her creamy depths! Onward it strove, making Joy surge with excitement as she was being rammed again, yet even as she was thus being fucked, she felt another cock being inserted in her anus.
She was lying sideways on the mattress, one man fucking her from the front, and another from the rear, her ass screaming its anger at being forced to admit a man's fat cock, but adjusting itself so that Joy mewed in pleasure. The cock in her anus plunged itself into her deeply, became firmly embedded in her hole, then rotated itself as the man inched in and out of the clasping, tight passage.
The man wrapped his arms around Joy and caressed her neck and face, while the man with his cock in front of her kissed her tits and sucked her nipples. Joy was going mad with intense pleasure, her coital excitement sparking from her loins and ass all through her luscious body. She felt the hot breath of the two fornicating men, their lusts exciting them to great exertion within her.
Her own torments and pleasures mounted to incredible heights as she felt the strong bodies working and toiling inside her voracious cunt and inside her constricted, pleasure giving ass. How good it felt to be fucked in this way! She tossed and undulated her body, loving the plunging manner with which the cocks rammed into her.
She circled her arms around the man in front of her and scraped his back hotly enraging him with the searing pain of her scratching. The man groaned, biting gently into the pliant mass of her breasts. Joy moaned in the transport of her ecstasy. Her hips shook with the intensity of her need to come. She rotated the cocks in her body, using them to make her come, just as they pistoned wildly into her to achieve their own release. How she wanted that golden pleasure!
She felt it building inside her, mounting to precipitous heights within the confines of her voluptuous form, felt her clit throbbing wildly, the engorged genital driving her mad in its frenzy of pulsation.
"Fuck me harder, harder, fuck me till I come! Fuck me till I come!" She screamed out her desperate plea, aching with need, feeling the mammoth orgasm grow inside her body, loving it, yearning for it to smash her to smithereens with its compelling power.
Suddenly, the man with his cock in her ass grasped her shoulders fiercely, his fingers embedding her skin with the strength of his grip on her. He groaned incoherently. Joy felt that he was coming, felt the marvel of his climax was upon him. The man slammed into her buttocks with greater and greater force as his come caused him to exert himself more and more.
His groinal hair scraped against Joy's buttocks as the cock surged mercilessly into her anus, plunging deeply into her, so deeply, so fiercely that Joy felt he would break her apart, split her open with the force of his plunges into her. Still it felt so good to be rammed so passionately, to be skewered from behind by an avid cock!
Without further warning, the man exploded his come into her anus, the cock jetting out its well of sperm in a powerful, shattering spurt, depositing the sweet liquid of climax into the woman's undulating ass, the anus sucking all the juice in like a huge vortex, maddeningly massaging the cock as it spewed out its message of lust. The man moaned in the power of his climax, and he held Joy's shoulders with a viselike grip, his finger pressing hurtfully, his cock now deflating, withdrawing from the tight embrace of the woman's anus.
As the cock started its movement out of her, the cock in her cunt imploded in its own immense orgasm, the seed shooting into the creaming walls of Joy's cunt with the force of a hose of vast dimensions, the liquid coating her vaginal walls, and for a moment Joy was horribly afraid that she would not be able to reach the bliss of her climax. Would she have to go unassuaged, would not even the force of four cocks bring her to carnal bliss?
She screamed. She was coming! Miraculously, her scream had been the little bit of extra force necessary to make her climax, and Joy felt the purest, most pervasive rapture she had ever experienced, her whole body shaking in the insanity of her consummation, her loins on fire with the exquisite sensations of her oceanic come.
She screamed and screamed with the greatest abandon, her body feeling utterly open and unhindered, and she arched and bucked and wriggled in complete happiness, while the men by her side held her close, loving the body which had given them such enormous satisfaction.
CHAPTER III
The next night, Joy found herself again deep into the writhing, semi-darkness of a discotheque. The men she had met the day before had unkindly dumped her. Men can be such cruel beasts sometimes, she thought forlornly to herself. I hate them, yet at the same time I love them. It is a difficult condition to find yourself in, she thought.
The music broke into her thoughts, the rhythms throbbing, so loud, so hard that Joy could not quell a shiver of excitement as she listened to it. Why have I come to a dance hall again, if I know men will treat me so badly?
Am I compulsive? Am I driven to come to those very places where I will meet men who will fuck me and leave me? All I want is love.
Crashing into her consciousness again and again, making her vibrate with the pulsations of its driving beat, Joy realized with great clarity that, at least tonight, it was no platonic sort of love she craved. Far from it. From deep within her loins there came messages which told her that what she wanted truly and deeply was to have her carnal desires satisfied!
Someone asked her to dance, which she loved to do, loving the sensuality of the movements of her body. She had a body which exuded sex, and she knew it. She wore ultra mini skirts, blouses that clung to her enormous breasts like a second skin, and jewelry which shone and glittered on her fingers like stars.
Joy gave herself over to the dance, twisting and turning in utter abandon, her body modulated by the savage beat of the music, and she felt the tingling in her breasts as they jiggled and jounced with her erotic motions.
"Say, you dance very well," her partner complimented when the dance was over. "I'll bet you love to dance. I'll bet there're a lot of things you love to do." His gaze travelling over her body, reveling in the luscious curves which adorned her, left no uncertainty as to just what he meant.
Joy made certain of this by rubbing provocatively against the man's hips, and laughing in a guttural way which flared up the desire in the man's eyes. She could tell he wanted her badly, yet she wanted to excite him to fever pitch, excite him till he was absolutely wild with excitement for her. She wanted to see him fuming for her body.
"Do you come here often?" She brushed the soft skin of her tits gently against the man's arm, watching him lick his lips in unsuppressed lust.
His eyes were focused intently on her tits, which were well displayed in the low cut, clinging blouse she wore. He was breathing hard with excitement already, and Joy decided that before she was finished, he would be screaming for her. Was she being sadistic? Was she paying this man back for all the tricks other men had played on her?
She couldn't say. She didn't even care really. She simply wanted to have some fun tonight. With a hint of a satisfied smirk stealing over lips, she watched the man's face grow red with great lust, great lust.
His eyes popped as the man watched the lovely cleave between Joy's mountainous breasts. Joy noticed his fingers moving. He wanted to touch her. Well, perhaps she would let him just touch her a little, just enough to get him red hot, and then let him burn in his own lust for her.
As for her, she could easily enough find another guy to give her the orgasm she wanted tonight. The man she was with now was, in her book, expendable. What she wanted was to give him the fiercest hard on he'd ever experienced, then leave him to suffer, leave him to fume in the wasteland of his unfulfilled desires.
Boy, wouldn't that kill him? Wouldn't that make him go crazy? It would make him feel just as she had felt the night before, when she was aching for her orgasm, was screaming out her terrible and horrifying need, unable to reach the blissful summit of sexual satisfaction.
The very thought made Joy rage anew, made her want to get her measure of revenge. She pursed her lips in the most sensual way she could manage, the full red lips blooming, glistening, lovely.
The man watched her carefully, trying unsuccessfully to restrain his mounting sexual desire for the enticing woman who so provocatively stood before him. His breath came out in hot pants which broke against Joy's pure white skin.
She had him in her grip now. His eyes were bulging, and Joy could easily tell how uncomfortable the guy felt. She let him put his arm around her waist and pull her over to a less crowded spot in the dance hall, his body glued to hers as they walked, trying to get as much in contact with her voluptuous form as possible.
Joy felt a little nervous when she felt a tremor of excitement involuntarily course through her, her breasts tingling with the familiar and powerful sensations of arousal. I won't let myself get excited by this guy, Joy told herself with determination. Damn, if I'm going to let him get me hot for him. I'm going to go through with what I intended. I'll make him want me so much that he'll be fuming, then I'll leave him flat, his cock hard as a piece of granite.
Joy let herself be maneuvered to a darkly lit corner, aware all the time of the increasing desire which gripped the man. He was breathing harder than ever now, his tongue coming out of his mouth to moisten his anxious lips. His eyes blazed with insurmountable lust for the woman in his arms, and gazing into her eyes, he moved his face closer to hers, so as to give her a kiss, the press of her large, generous breasts driving him mad with need for her, the swelling form of her belly against his stomach, against his fantastically inflated cock as well, bringing him to awesome heights of sheer lust for the woman. His eyes roamed the smooth white skin of her face as his lips advanced on hers, parted for the intended kiss.
Ha, Joy thought. This was the superlative moment for her to arouse the man who was about to kiss her to the peak of his arousal, to get him so excited that it would hurt him not to be able to fuck her. Quickly she slid her hand down his body, aware of how even this touch of her hand on his body was dangerously arousing the man. How would he feel when she touched the ballooning form of his massive cock?
Joy trembled when at the exact moment the man's lips met hers, started to slide over her mouth, his tongue dipping onto her lips. She slid her hand between his groin and hers and now moved it towards his huge, erect cock. Inch by inch, she pressed her hand closer and closer, till finally she could feel the swell of the magic tool, and a moment later, actually had her fingers sensuously riding up and down the length of its huge outline.
The effects of this on the man were immediate and explosive. He made an incoherent sound as he felt his cock being fondled, pressing his lips harder onto Joy's full, ripe mouth, and though she consciously was delighted at the incredible success of her plan, she felt a huge and overpowering surge pass through her body, and the feeling it gave her left her uncomfortable, for she realized that she now wanted the man desperately.
The man's cock had electrified her, had made her lose her head over the notion of being fucked. Her desire stabbed through her body, making her weak, and she longed to leave the man, yet at the same time she desperately wanted him to screw her, to make love to her and give her the satisfaction she so desperately craved and wanted, the satisfaction she even felt herself driven to seek and eventually to find.
But she had made her mind up before, and she couldn't go back on her promise to herself. She had to go through with her plan! She had to leave this man in the intense state of arousal to which she had brought him, yet the foul up of the plan was that she had inadvertently gotten herself formidably aroused and desirous for the pleasure of intercourse. Swiftly, her brain in two conflicting desires, she disengaged herself from the man, pulled herself away from the man's eager embrace.
"Let go of me, you ape! What're you trying to do, rape me in this crowded room? Let go of me before I scream and get you thrown out of this place altogether." Listening to herself, she thought her voice was less than convincing, and wondered how the man would take what she had so forcibly tried to give him.
"What? I, I thought you liked what I was doing to you! You were leading me on! You even had your hand on my cock! Damn it! You had your hand on my cock, because you wanted to make me hot enough to fuck you! And that's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm going to fuck you right here, and whoever sees us can go fuck himself, or fuck you for all I care."
The guy was in a perfect fury of anger intermixed with great lust, for his cock was still bulging obviously from the rather tight pants he was wearing that night. He was panting heavily, from both the vehemence with which he had given his reply, and from his even now growing desire. He gazed at Joy with pure, savage lust in his bulging eyes.
Joy gazed at the man with a mixture of fascination and fear and great desire all fighting for supremacy in her tortured mind. Her plan was failing! Not only that, but she was only too aware of the great desire that had built up inside her body, the sort of desire and savage need which could not be held off, which she could only grant release, or else bear the risk of going insane.
Worse than this, there was a third fact which jostled her mind, the fact of her shame, for she was aware that a good many people had heard what the man had said, had heard him threaten to fuck her there and then, and Joy blushed in her great embarrassment.
Splash. Joy looked down at the floor, as did the man in front of her who had glared at her with such forceful desire and need in his blazing eyes. The ground was wet, and as they gazed, down came another drop.
The liquid came from Joy's cunt! She was dripping drops of secretion from her pussy. She was swimming with the lubrication needed to let the man's cock streak into her private parts and ram her to her lovely orgasm. The sight of those drops of secretion on the marble flooring made Joy all the more aware of her fantastically heightened state of arousal.
She ached to have the man fuck her, yearned to have him surge powerfully into her creaming cunt and ram her to her greatly desired ecstasy, her culmination of carnal desire. Greatly in need of the ramming she seemed certain to get, Joy forgot her shame, forgot the plan she had formulated with such malicious glee only fleeting moments ago, and gave herself over to the feelings of desire and lust which originated in her sopping pussy, and swept through the rest of her body with the force of a mammoth hurricane.
The man glared at her with his eyes wide with lust. In a moment he lunged at Joy, and again kissed her as before, finding her this time vastly more responsive, and his lips surged over hers with wild abandon, gliding his mouth over Joy's smooth full lips, his tongue flicking over her teeth and into her warm, wet mouth, where it played with her own tongue, and slapped against the walls of her cheeks.
Joy moaned from the heavenly rapture of the treatment she was getting and her mewing increased when the man's hands reached for the soft flesh of her two mounds, and began to ardently fondle them, pressing them, running his thumb over the exposed flesh above her neckline, poking a finger down the lovely valley of her cleave.
Joy was panting wildly now, her breath coming from her nose in huge gusts, her nostrils wide from the animality of her great need. She felt her cunt flood with lubricative liquids, felt herself come open, in readiness for the man. She realized that she needed the man's cock more than ever before, yet at the same time, she thought of her plan again, and thought of the people she felt were staring at her, and she didn't know whether she could give in to her desires, the wracking feelings and sensations which were in these moments making her life a misery.
"No, no, you mustn't. Don't go on like this. Stop, please stop, people are watching." She pleaded with the man, yet he acted as if he hadn't heard a word she had uttered.
Suddenly, Joy felt his finger pull up the hem of her short skirt, ride up the smooth skin of her thigh and plunge beneath her panties into the moist heat of her cunt. The dexterous finger immediately found the throbbing red bud of her clit and started to stroke the maddening member, gliding over the genital with maddening slowness, then caressing it more rapidly, while he continued to kiss the now vastly aroused woman.
Joy felt her body melt before the excitement induced by the man's mouth and finger, and she knew she had to fuck. She had to fuck then and there, in the plain view of all the people around her!
"Fuck me," she groaned in the insanity of her wild, titillating desires. "Fuck me now! I have to have it. My cunt is driving me crazy! Fuck me! Drive your shaft into my pussy. Please, fuck me!" Her eyes were clenched tight with the strain of her arousal, and she pushed up against the wall as her body broke into a conflagration of hot desire.
The man's finger in her pussy was driving her to distraction. Gone now were any hesitations, any schemings. The only thing she cared about was the satisfaction of her climax. She whimpered as the man kissed her again and again, her own tongue meeting his in moist, maddening slaps.
The man quickly undid his zipper, and drew out his cock. The member was huge, gigantic. It was fully erect now, the huge head of it glaring at Joy's cunt, and in a moment he lifted up her mini skirt, pulled down her silken underpants, and prodded his mammoth manhood into the wet sloppy cunt of the woman. With a jerk, he slid wetly into her vaginal passage, and drove deeply into the lovely, creamy passage.
Joy groaned as she felt the cock pierce her sex, whimpered when she felt the lunging shaft ruthlessly, undaringly surge into her. Inward went the fat glans, forcing its way into her sacred interior, forcing her tight tunnel to accept its thickness as it drove mercilessly into her, plunging itself its full length, going as deeply into her as it possibly could go, the man's balls now pressed against Joy's vulva as the cock imbedded its fantastic and exciting length into her depths.
The man pumped his cock into her at a murderous pace, his hands surging over Joy's shoulders and face, over the smooth forms of her still covered tits, his breathing labored as he shafted her in the burning need for his climax.
Oh, how fantastically good it felt to have the man drive so ardently into her lovely cunt! Joy moaned in the grip of her mounting pleasure as the cock rammed her with savage force. Again and again, it shot its length into her, driving her to heights of carnal pleasure, making her sweat with her own exertions, making her skin feel as if it had been drugged into being extra sensitive, feeling every erotic touch of the man's hands and body, feeling the missle like surge of his cock into her slick passage.
"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fuck me till I come! I need my come so bad. You've made me go wild for my come. I must have it." She realized on the periphery of her consciousness that she had let her plan invert itself. He needed her fucking as much as she had wanted to make the man need to screw her.
She burned with the realization of the disaster, yet she loved every second of her fucking! Her body drove her to the perilous peaks of lust as the man caused her to feel the strong tentacles of her growing emotion spread like a huge fire inside her, make her ache more and more for the fulfillment of her come.
She gyrated her hips so as to slosh the cock around her vaginal walls, to make it stimulate her the way she loved it to. She ground her loins into the man, jutting her cunt out at him, meeting his savage thrust with her own, the two hips slapping together fiercely as Joy strained herself to remain standing under the brutal barrage of sensations that made her body turn to jelly.
She longed to wrap her legs around the man, to open her cunt wider to him, and allow him to surge more deeply, more thrillingly into her lovely pussy, yet she could not. Were there people watching this salacious, lust inducing performance? she wondered. The very thought made her furious with the consuming need to come, made her cry hot tears with the growth of her vast desire. She was in pain.
While the man fucked her with his magnificent cock, she felt her clit throb violently in her vulva, the little genital pulsing as blood surged through it and made her wish for more lewd cock in her cunt. Wouldn't it be great to have a cock in her asshole and in her mouth as well?
Joy groaned as the thought assaulted her consciousness, and made her aware of the vastness of her lascivious nature. She began to drool. Yes! She would have loved to display her exquisite body to all the eyes that doubtless were watching the performance of her intercourse. What cocks in the audience wouldn't love to get their cunt crazy thickness into her sweet pussy? Yes, she thought, there must be many who'd love to join this love fest.
"Aggghhh!" She was coming! At last the loveliness of her all embracing come was upon her. Without a hint of a warning, it had broken over her body and she now felt the undulating movement of the form as she gave herself completely to the miraculous climax.
She squirmed up against the wall, her legs on fire with the need to move, her hips grinding into the man, her back bucking, arching from it in the vast, swelling ocean of her come. She hugged the man, scratched his neck with her nails, loved the fact of his cock still in her hot, palpitating cunt, the cock which was still furiously seeking the realm of its own climax.
Then, in the next moment the miraculous happened. The man came inside of her, his cock spurting its heavy load of come juice into her depths, coating her flooded vagina, his sweet liquid mixing with hers, the cock throbbing wildly inside her, its hugeness making her spasm even more furiously, convulse with greater abandon, give herself to the lovely, flagellating rhythm of her sweeping come.
The man pressed her close to him, his fingers digging into her skin, making her hurt, yet she loved it, wanted it, wanted to come forever and forever. There was nothing better than coming, climaxing, and in these moments, this fact was drilled into Joy's lust crazy mind with more than ordinary forcefulness.
CHAPTER IV
In the next few moments, Joy became aware of a huge, hulking form sending her into the darkness of its large shadow. Opening her eyes, she became dimly aware of a huge figure standing close by and glaring at her with ferociousness in his blazing eyes.
Slowly her head cleared and as it did, she was able to make out who the huge man was. It was the bouncer. He glared at her with unremitting harshness, a snarl on his cruel lips, his fists clenched in badly suppressed rage.
Joy felt terror streak through her, and her heart dropped. What would the large man do to her? The man who had fucked her still had his cock in her cunt, but it was wilting quickly and in a moment it had come out, sick and wet from all the wetness within her lovely cunt. Joy shivered as the deflated tool left her, and the man, groaning, put it back in his pants and zipped them up.
"That was some hell of a fuck! Thanks!" He looked at her with vestiges of lust in his eyes. In a moment he turned around. He saw the bouncer gazing at him and Joy. In a moment, blurting out something incoherent, he slinked away.
Joy watched him go, not knowing what to say or do. She was afraid to the very marrow of her bone, but her fear itself seemed to incapacitate her, made her incapable of action.
Slowly the bouncer started to advance toward the quaking form of the woman. He looked down at the floor and saw the shining droplets of her emission and from there up the trim length of Joy's lovely, white skinned legs, his eyes blazing with the fury of his mounting lust. Joy's throat went dry, and her heart stopped as she saw the man gaze in rapture at the loveliness of her cunt. It was fully open to his gaze, her skirt having been folded up.
Guiltily, yet feeling her clit throb, feeling herself grow lustful again, she lowered her skirt self-consciously. The bouncer's eyes continued to gaze at the lovely form of the ravaged woman.
His roving eyes took in the form of Joy's breasts, and Joy wondered in fear what the man would do. In a moment he was next to her, glaring at her, his eyes stealing glimpses into the mountainous folds of her breasts. Joy could feel the heat of his fuming exhalations as they fell on her white skin. She trembled like a leaf.
"Don't you know it's against the law to fuck in public? You could get arrested for lewd behavior. And besides, you're fornicating. That's against the law too. Don't you know that? If I were a cop, I could arrest you on the spot. I could even make a citizen's arrest. If I feel like it."
His horrible gaze made Joy feel very uncomfortable. What indignity would he force her to undergo? Would he call the police? Joy felt her facial skin turn crimson with great shame.
"I, I didn't mean to commit a crime." She felt her voice come out of her mouth weakly. What would happen to her? Joy felt utterly helpless and at a loss.
"Come with me." The bouncer spat the words out harshly. Joy felt afraid of him. As she accompanied him, not knowing where he was taking her, she could feel many eyes upon her. All the men were gazing at her legs, her breasts.
Joy licked her lips, feeling an involuntary stirring of lust streak through her. She could imagine all the erect cocks out there in the informal audience. Wouldn't they just love to fuck her? Yet why didn't one of them just come up to her and save her? Why didn't one of those pricks out there grab her quickly by the waist and drag her out of the disco, saving her from whatever the bouncer had on his mind.
Passing out of the room and into a small, closed alcove, Joy felt herself grow more fearful than ever. She gulped, finding it difficult to swallow.
The bouncer closed the door behind them and walked up to Joy. He gazed at her with pure lust. "I could have you tossed in the clink for what you did, but if you do it again, with me, I'll let you go."
"You're offering me a bribe!" Joy was indignant, yet she still felt afraid. Despite all this she felt a mounting excitement. Inside her body she still felt the after effects of her orgasm, felt herself still loose and moist, felt her cunt wide open and ready to accept the fat form of a man's lusting cock.
The huge form of the bouncer shook as he gave out a lewd laugh. "Damn it, I'm not bribing you. I'm going to fuck you whether you like it or not. I'm just giving you a chance to love it. You understand?" He continued to laugh in a harsh, deep voice, his teeth shining in the light.
In a moment, he had plunged his hands around Joy's body, unzipping her skirt, the material falling in a puddle at her feet. In a moment he had stripped her of her blouse and panties.
"Damn, you're some cunt! You practically had me jerking myself off while I watched that fucker screw you out there!" The bouncer's voice was full of admiration and lust.
His salacious eyes drank in the curve of Joy's breasts, the inward slope of her waist, the wide expanse of her rich pubic forest. He licked his lips in anticipation. Still keeping his eyes on the quaking woman, he started to undress. Off came his jacket and pants, then his shirt and underwear.
At first Joy had watched on in horror as the man divested all of his apparel, in preparation of fucking her, yet when he came to his briefs, she felt her own lust spiral inside her, felt them grow exponentially and made her weak with want. She felt her whole body shiver with the mounting of her vast lust, and she could not stop her cunt from flowing like an ocean, coating her whole vulva, overflowing and dripping down her white skinned thighs.
In complete fascination, she watched the emergence of the man's huge cock. It was unbelievably, impossibly huge, and Joy felt her body quake at the astonishing sight of the incredible tool. It pulsed in the air with its great lust for her cunt, and almost seemed to have a will of its own, straining for her, panting for its release into the tunnel of her palpitating cuntal passage.
"It's so huge, so incredibly huge," Joy gaped.
"How would you like me to suck you off? Do you think you'd like that?" The man gazed steadily at her.
Joy felt her cunt tingle as she listened to the man's words, watched his tongue rim his lips, as if in preparation. She held her breath, not knowing what to say.
"Well? What do you say? Do you want my tongue to flick into the lovely cunt you have between those white thighs?"
"Yes, yes I want it. I want that tongue of yours to lick me all over, to lick my cunt dry. I'm very wet."
The bouncer smiled. "Well, I'm not going to do it. Instead, you're going to suck my cock! You're going to suck this huge tool of mine right now!" The man was blazing with lust. "Come over here."
Obediently, Joy went to the man, and kneeled before the huge tool. She could see the network of veins on the huge circumference of it, and she watched it bob up and down in growing desire and great fascination. She moistened her lips, her pink sliver of tongue flicking out and ovaling her blooming lips.
She felt streaks of desire form in her body, make her lust for the tool, make her want to have it in her mouth, want to swallow its huge load of come. It must hold a vast amount of the sweet liquid! The lunging cock oscillated mesmerically before her, making her grow more excited by the moment. Her cunt was wet, and her clit throbbed. She ached to have her cunt speared again.
Though she'd just been rammed to orgasm moments before, she felt her lusts drive upward and upward, forcing her to submit to their compelling force, forcing her to admit that her desire was mounting in her again, driving all other thoughts from her mind as if it were a hurricane which swept all things out of its way, releasing only her compelling desires to torture her body and mind.
The man was scowling at her, lasciviously, his mouth open in admission of his overpowering need for her to tongue his huge spear and suck on it. He wanted her to put the cock in her mouth right away!
"Suck it!" He spoke in a broken voice, choked with great emotion, and Joy was afraid to disobey.
In a moment, she touched the huge tool with her ripe lips, the blossoming red mouth singeing at the touch of the coal hot skin of the fantastically bloated cock. Joy felt herself fall into a delirium of desire as she smelled the odor of the tool, saw its largeness before her face, saw the forest of hair which covered its base like a huge carpet of black, springy growth. The hairs glistened in front of Joy's eyes.
She gazed at the prick for some moments, fascinated by the lust provoking sight, but in a moment her mind was anchored back to the reality of the cock in front of her.
"Suck my cock, you lovely cunt. I'm aching for that warm moist mouth of yours to draw the fire out of my tool! Suck!" The bouncer glared imperiously at the woman kneeling at his feet, her mouth on the level of his cock. He was blazing with the fire of his huge and growing lust. He wanted his satisfaction, and he wanted it right now, this second!
Joy felt the man's compulsion as it made itself plain in his harsh, lust charged words, and she bent her head forward, her tongue wrapping around the thick form of the man's tool. She stroked the throbbing member, the fat column pulsing with the flow of the man's lustful blood. The tongue sped over the slick surface of the cock, making it glisten with the sheen of deposited saliva.
Joy closed her eyes as she licked the cock avidly, her own excitement mounting within the folds of her wet cunt.
"Uggg," the bouncer groaned as he felt the great effect of Joy's tonguing of him, and he jutted his cock at her, digging it into her mouth, forcing her to accept the fat member into her warm, moist cavern.
Joy was struck dumb by the force with which the man jammed the cock into her open mouth, thinking she would choke on the lust packed length of the fantastic tool. Like a bolt of lightning, the cock drove into the recesses of Joy's soft mouth, driving deeply into it, forcing the thunderstruck woman to accept all of it, to admit every last inch of the cock into her mouth, the huge head which was the glans jamming itself into the utmost depths of Joy's ravaged throat.
The woman's mouth was incredibly open, and she saw spots in front of her eyes, so great was the force with which the lust-compelled bouncer had crammed his cock into her oral orifice. Regaining consciousness, she began to hollow her cheeks and to suck fiercely on the gorgeous member, making the huge man clench his eyes with the delight of the woman's treatment of his sex.
"That's right, keep sucking like that! You're doing fucking great! I love it! I love the way you suck me out!" His large, powerful hands grasped the woman's skull and forced her to move fiercely on the cock, as if he were masturbating with her head.
Joy went wild with excitement, her cunt dripping as if there were a stream flowing fiercely within her lovely hips. She dripped copiously, the liquids of lubrications flowing through her vagina over the red mass of her vulva, over her clit, overflowing the vulva itself and dripping onto the smooth skin of her pure white thighs, making them tickle her, making them give off a gemlike sheen.
She felt incredible! Her breasts tingled, jabbing every so often against the man's hairy thighs as she plunged forward on the impaling cock in her mouth, her nipples driving her to perilous peaks of insanity, the brown, spread out skin tingling so wildly that Joy thought her breasts might explode into fragments, almost as if firecrackers had been placed within them.
Again and again, she pistoned down on the fantastic length of the man's cock, loving every inch of it as she crammed it all in, enveloping the bloated glans, then streaking down on the silk smooth shaft. Her nose became buried in the springy mass of the man's pubic hairs, sniffing the odor of the thick carpet, and growing more excited by it. The hairs made their way into her nostrils, and engendered greater lust and salaciousness within her voluptuous body, making her undulate with the rhythm of her moving mouth.
She wrapped her hands around the man's thick column like legs, caressing the flesh, feeling the hairs on them, the hands roaming over the flesh and travelling to the posterior side and caressing the forms of the man's buttocks.
Feeling the woman's fingers cruising over his ass cheeks, the man jutted out his hips in rapture, his cock thereby plunging more deeply into the woman's straining mouth, being compressed by the tightness of her throat, the huge, stone-like head almost bursting the passage, before starting back out, slipping over the wildly moving tongue which stroked the sensitive underside of the big member as it exited.
Joy trembled and undulated in complete and overpowering pleasure, her clit driving her mad, her tits bringing her almost to madness, as they tingled with great and growing excitement. She wanted to get fucked again, wanted the bouncer to plunge his cock into her aching cunt and screw her out of her mind.
Oh, if only he would fuck me, she thought lewdly to herself, loving the cock in her mouth and feeling up the sac of balls at the same time, her hands caressing the constricted sac from behind, nuzzling through the part of the man's thick thighs and touching the tight brown sac with its sparse growth of springy pubic hairs.
"Uggghhh!" The man was coming in Joy's mouth, his huge load of come juice spurting into her with more force than she had felt ever before, almost throwing her back on the floor with its great force. The come kept spewing and spewing without ceasing for a minute, Joy's mouth being unable to retain all the man's huge reservoir of love potion, and it dribbled out of her sucking mouth like thick, white drool.
Frantically, Joy tried to suck it all in, loving the sweet taste of the come juice, swallowing it in avidly, the taste of it exciting her and making her feel the need to come all the more powerfully. Her pink tongue emerged from her mouth and --rimmed her lips, seeking to lick up the very last drops of the lovely juice, letting none of it go to waste, and when she had finished with this she looked up at the man who had withdrawn his cock from her mouth, his orgasm making him convulse and shake as if he were a rag.
Yet as she looked at the man now, his eyes glazed over with the great satisfaction of his orgasm in her mouth, she saw that not only was there satisfaction, but more lust as well! Looking lower on the man's naked anatomy, Joy gazed in open mouthed amazement at the fantastic cock emerging from his loins.
It was still hard! This was incredible! Joy had never experienced something like this before. She had expected a wilted, deflated cock, yet the cock of the bouncer was as hard as a column of stone, and it stood out from his groin with all the rigidity of a flag pole. Electric spasms passed through Joy's cunt, passed up through her belly and passed into her brain, making her groan with her huge lust.
"I need that incredible tool! That cock is a miracle. I've never seen a cock like it or tasted one that was so long! I have to have it inside my cunt. I'm all wet and aching for it. I must have it! Please screw me! Screw me like the other man did. Screw me with your cock in my cunt! My cunt is screaming for you! Come and get me! Come and get me, you fucker!"
Crazy with her lust, not knowing any more what she was doing, she ran in a crazy circle around the room, goading the already orgasmed bouncer to run after her, his cock swinging, his balls slapping around and hurting him as he tried to catch the elusive woman whose breasts juggled enticingly.
"Come and get me, you mother fucker! Come get the cunt that wants you! If you can't catch me, you can't catch my cunt."
She laughed at the heavy footed man as he pantingly chased her, his eyes aflame with the great lust that she was firing up in him.
"Let me catch you, you incredible cunt! I have to ram my cock into that treasure of yours. I need it!"
The man was aching for her as much as she was aching for him. Yet still Joy ran from him. Why did she exhibit such strange behavior? She didn't know, unless her great desire actually did drive her to madness. She laughed lecherously, causing the man to want her even more, and she laughed at the sight of him chasing her so futilely.
In a moment, laughing too much to run, she turned around and spread her legs widely apart, exposing the dripping cunt which nestled so beautifully between the flat, white thighs, the lips flaringly open, aching for the man to spear into them and give her the satisfaction she so desperately wanted and craved.
"Is this what you're chasing, you fucker? Is this what you want to catch?"
She taunted the man with her splayed out cunt, her words biting and insulting, her hair splayed out wildly, giving her a gypsy beauty, her tongue waving out in a lewd manner, her whole body loose and flowing from the great need within her to get her carnal desire satisfied, the great need in her to get her fucking from the man's miracle cock.
"Now I've got you, you fucking lovely cunt!" The man was triumphant as he caught up to the cunt displaying woman at long last and grabbed her ferociously with his powerful arms, his hands digging enthusiastically into the soft flesh of her bare shoulders. "Now I've got you, and I'm going to fuck you good and hard, the way you want."
"That's what I want, lover! I want that cock of yours to surge into me and give me the orgasm I have to have. You'll do that for me? You'll kill me with that lovely cock till I come? I made you come, now you make me come! Get that cock inside me now. Fuck me now! Fuck me now!"
Joy wrapped her arms around the bulky form of the man and pressed her body tightly to his, feeling his strength, and more importantly, feeling his huge, aching, throbbing cock. Oh, how desperately she wanted it, needed it! She was a puddle of desire for that fuming tool which pressed into her skin and made her burn with a fever of lust. Her clit was a nerve killing source of great excitement, and it was driving her crazy, as was her clutching, aching cunt.
Joy was breathing hard from the running she had done, and also from her great desire, and her nostrils were fuming with the exhalation of hot air, her body using up its fuel in its great excitement and need. Her heart was beating like crazy, was throbbing at an insane pace, sending her blood to her cunt and clit, making the little bud of a genital strain for release within the protective red mass of her vulva. Joy shook her hips, feeling the great passion that originated there, wanting desperately to get her release.
"Go on, fuck me! Fuck me! Please, put that into my slave driving cunt. I need it so desperately!"
The lust driven man gazed at the woman he held in his arms, his eyes full of lust and fascination as he listened to her honest, lewd words. His cock grew to even greater size, the already incredible length taking on more inches of power packed lust, the huge head which tipped it, growing to the size of a light bulb, and shining almost as brightly from the electrifying lust that sparked through it and sent up a current of need in the aching, fuming, flaring man.
He was utterly astounded by the power the woman had to give herself up to her desire, his mouth was open in a blaze of astonishment. "You luscious cunt! I've never met anyone as thrilling as you! You love to fuck so much! And I'm going to help you love it!"
Immediately, he planted his large lips on the woman's mouth, the pair of gliding lips sliding over each other as the man locked the woman in an erotic embrace. His cock pressed like a spear against the woman's white skin, and it throbbed for its needed release. Its relief was not long in coming, for in the next moment, the bouncer laid the woman down on the floor.
She shivered slightly from the cold of the floor, yet she willingly submitted to it, knowing that the heat of her lust would more than compensate for it, and make her hot for the man's huge cock. She gazed at it in utter want and great desperation, as it oscillated menacingly above her, the cock now impossibly huge, more huge than before, having added powerful inches to its shaft.
"Ohhh," she cooed as the man descended on her, placing himself between her parted thighs, his ample hand taking up his cock and hefting it before her, for her to gaze upon in rapt admiration. She looked on the thick, fierce member as if it were a magic talisman, with extraordinary power.
"In me, in me," she simpered helplessly, her lust and desire taking hold of her completely, dominating her, enslaving her in its powerful hold. She touched her breasts to stimulate them further, as the man began to put his cock into her.
He led the huge, bucking manhood into the heat of Joy's vulva. She was a furnace! The cock was singed by the flaring desire that made her cunt clutch in strong spasms, and made her clit throb hurtfully.
Joy splayed out her legs wider than she had had them before, in anticipation of the long length of the cock, her vaginal passage widening to its utmost, the cock now able to surge into her all the way to its base, to imbed itself into her for its full length.
"That's right, get it into me good and hard," Joy pleaded as she felt the cock touch the sensitive mass of her vulva. Her whole body trembled from the awful encounter, her tits swinging from side to side, her eyes closing as she waited for the fierce plunge into her. She bit her lips as she felt the full force of her ache.
Her ache, however, was nothing compared to the full force of the man's lunge into the moist tightness of her golden gem of a cunt, as he lurched onto her with his full weight, forcing his cock into the shrieking woman with the same winsome movement.
Joy shrieked with the agony of the fantastic surge into her depths, the cock spearing into her with a force that left her breathless from the start, the huge stone-like head travelling down the passage of her vagina with intimidating determination, lunging onward and onward without stopping, sinking into the woman's cuntal tunnel with the magnificence of a whale diving into the ocean.
Joy felt as if she were being shorn apart by a huge tree trunk, the cock seeming immense within her cunt, plowing into her with no thought except for its own satisfaction. It stopped only when it had forced its whole length into the tight passage, the man's groin smashed up against Joy's white belly, their bushy pubic hairs tangling together, clinging as if to hold the cock imbedded permanently in the woman.
The man's tight sac of balls, which had only a short while ago emptied themselves into the woman's mouth, now pressed tight against the soft, red, musky mass of Joy's vulva. Over and over again the man rammed into the woman, mercilessly, mindlessly, his hips slamming into the hollow of the woman's parted legs, forcing the pinioned woman to shake with the force of each lunge, her body moving along the cold floor.
Joy felt utter pleasure as she felt the cock surging ardently into her sopping pussy, felt the head probe deep into her tunnel, driving her out of her mind with electric sensations, sensations which sparked insanely within the woman.
The lust crazed bouncer grasped the rubbery mounds of her tits and squeezed them, his mouth fastening on the nipples, tongue slipping over the brown skin, flicking and flaying it, while the huge mouth sucked the pliant mass into itself, causing marvelous effects to happen in Joy's love ravaged body.
Again and again, the man plunged magnificently into the woman, her tits being marvelously manipulated all the while, Joy moaning and groaning in sheer delight, her hands streaking excitingly over the man's back, scratching him, causing red marks to appear on his flesh.
The man groaned incoherently as he mouthed the tits frantically, jackknifing into the woman mercilessly, ceaselessly.
What a fucking Joy was getting! She felt her mammoth come building, felt it spread in her much used body, making it tingle with rejuvenation and delight. Her cunt was driving her crazy, her clit was making her dizzy, the man was driving her to ecstasy. She felt that her come would be something to remember, and certainly would top the one she had had in the dance hall.
The bouncer kept plunging into her, never stopping for an instant. He was indefatigable. His energy for Joy was boundless. He loved to fuck her! His eyes were closed in the rapture qf his exertions, his cock straining in the tunnel of Joy's cunt.
"I can feel it coming. I feel my come building, growing inside me. Keep fucking me like that. Go faster. Just a little faster. Oh God, you're making me go crazy! I feel like I'm flowing, coming loose. I'm coming! I'm coming!"
She screamed out the ecstasy of her fabulous come, tossing wildly beneath the heavy form of the still pounding man, his cock still ramming the clutching cunt, surging ruthlessly into it, drubbing it with the force of its great need.
He groaned from his intense efforts, feeling his cock fighting to gain the loveliness of its convulsive orgasm in the tunnel of the quivering woman.
"Uggghhh!" The bouncer was coming too! He had achieved his long sought release inside the woman and his cock spat out its load of come juice for a second time in rapid succession, the thick liquid mingling with the woman's own juices.
The two forms writhed and clutched at each other on the cold floor.
CHAPTER V
When Joy regained consciousness and could relate to the real world around her, she opened her eyes, still partly drugged by the immensity of her incredible orgasm, and looked for the bouncer, who had sent her into such beautiful raptures.
He was not at her side. She looked up. He was standing a short distance away. He was fully dressed in his black jacket, grey pants, and turtle neck shirt, his eyes gazing at Joy with fondness and admiration for her great and exciting sexuality.
When she started to get up, he said, "Don't.
Stay there. Listen, you like to get fucked a lot, don't you? I mean you like to have a lot of men screw you one after another. Isn't that right? Because if it is, I can get you someone else. I want to do it for you, if that's what you like, because you were really good, and I want to do all for you that I can. Well, do you want another cock now?"
"Yes, yes, I'd love another fucking. I can come all day, if I'm in the mood for it. I do that sometimes. I masturbate. I finger myself over and over, coming again and again, all day. It's a lovely feeling. Of course, if there's a guy around, or a bunch of guys, I let them do it. They like to. Yeah, get me another cock. I feel in the mood for it. I just want to ball tonight. You can do me again, if you like. I liked the fucking you gave me a lot. You've got a goddamn fantastic cock in your groin. It's the longest one I've ever had inside of me."
The bouncer looked at Joy with nascent lust in his eyes. He left regretfully. "I'll get you a cock. I'll get you the owner of this place."
The owner! She would get to fuck the owner of the disco! She wondered how rich he was. Would he have enough money to take her to places she had never been to before? Would he buy her coats and dresses and shoes? Joy's mind was full of thoughs such as these, yet at the same time, she wondered with wild delight how good he would be as a lover.
Already her body was unconsciously getting itself ready for the encounter with yet another cock, her cunt sending out great amounts of secretion, her clit popping up and demanding that some cock or some finger touch it, make it go wild with the pleasure of sex.
Joy moaned as she felt her body tingle and sparkle with the promise of yet another orgasm. What was keeping the man. Didn't he want to fuck her? That was a possibility! Joy realized with a frightened start. What if he didn't want to come and give her the satisfaction she so desperately craved and needed?
She had built up her hopes till they were now in full control of her body, her emotions now fully focused on the great need for sex. She trembled in the full horror of knowing that the man might not be coming to save her from the terrifying demands and requirements of her slave driving cunt, her legs already dripping with the overflow of her lubricative fluids.
Oh, how terribly in need of her fucking she was. Her mind was in a fever of desire. She paced the room like a frantic, caged animal, her tits bobbing as she paced, her ass crinkling seductively as she moved her legs. The one thought that tortured her mind and made her eyes start to well up with salt tears was, what if the man didn't come? How could she be able to satisfy her desires and needs?
Joy thought quickly. The situation was not hopeless. There were things she could do. She could finger her clit till the wildly throbbing organ sent her into the wild seas of her orgasm. Perhaps the bounder would come for another round of love for perhaps he liked her cunt as much as Joy had loved the man's long, incredibly thick cock.
She smiled to herself a moment, recalling the lovely screwing he had given her. He had wanted her so damn much. That was what had gotten her hot. She wished he were here to give her cunt the surging ramming it so clearly needed.
But getting her mind back to the needs of the situation at hand, she realized that there was still another possibility, which her mind had just brought up. She could open the door of the alcove and walk out into the disco dance floor fully naked. Wouldn't that make a lot of men hot for her? She could imagine all the cocks which would grow rigid for the loveliness of her sweet, wet cunt, and she trembled in pure delight at the notion. She wondered how many men would try to fuck her at once.
Giggling in delight, she tried to imagine all the men who would immediately unzipper their pants and draw out the hard cocks that would want her with such desperation. Thinking about it made her cry out with need, her body responding to the images in her mind and making her shiver with the wonderful thought of all those avid cocks just aching for the tight confines of Joy's vaginal hole.
Joy's face was desperately clenched as she realized that she was in the horror of a great need, her body screaming out its desperate longings, her cunt skewering her, sending out messages of lust that made the woman dizzy with fear and delight.
If only a man were here in the room with her! How easy it would then be for her to get the satisfaction she so ardently wanted. Yet she was alone. Instinctively, her fingers dropped to the bush of her pubic hairs, ran through it and probed the soft wet under parts of her vulva, her body shivering as the finger tantalizingly dug into the wet, red mass of sex.
Joy was breathing heavily all over again, her lungs over working for the third time tonight, preparing her for the pleasures of sex, for the pleasures of the ramming she so clearly needed. Her mouth opened as she touched the exquisitely sensitive tip of her arched clit, the little swollen genital driving her mad with the force of the electric sensations that swept through the luscious form of her sex craving body.
Joy moaned in the sheer desperation of her heavy need. She was like an addict who had to have his dose of drug, her drug was cock, and she had to have it, had to have the lovely genital now! The thought hit her with the force of a sledge hammer, and she knew immediately that she would be unable to live without getting her fucking right now, no matter what she had to do.
She would go out into the hall and let everyone fuck her. She loved to be fucked by a lot of men, either in rapid succession, one fucking her after the previous one had finished, or being fucked by a lot of men at once, with their cocks drilling into her body from the front, from the anus, from the mouth, other cocks sliding over her belly, over her arms, her fingers holding onto cocks, as if she were the goddess of cock, and had them flying all around her.
What a lovely thought! Yes, cocks streaming and flying and floating and spurting all around her, aching for her, doing her bidding, enslaving themselves to her. Yes, that was strong stuff, that was what she wanted.
"Fuck it, I need some cock. If that asshole of an owner doesn't have the decency to have come by now, I'm going to forget all about him and his cock and go out and find my own!"
She was determined, driven on by her great, fantastic need. Her body was at an unbelievable pitch of arousal, and her clit was driving her to utter madness, throbbing and bucking without control, flagellating her from within her own body. It was terrible. Joy couldn't stand another minute of it. Already tears were streaking down her cheeks and falling onto her white shoulders. She had to end this miserable torture of her lovely body.
She was no masochist! She was a normal, full blooded American girl with a cunt that was driving her to the peaks of desire, forcing her to yield herself to its slave driving demands.
"Ohhh," she groaned in the depths of despair.
Quickly, she strode to the door, her hand still jutting into the triangle between her legs, a finger stroking the fantastically bobbing sliver of her red clit. With her hand shaking, from the audacity of her move, and from the whip lashes which sparked through her sex ravaged body, she touched the metal of the door knob.
She was going out to let all the men in the dance hall fuck her. Would so many cocks be too much for her? Would she die? No, she decided in an instant, for her heart was strong and her cunt was damned incredible. A cunt which drove her on without mercy certainly could take on whatever number of men were gathered out there.
Oh, how she needed that army of cocks. She craved it. Well, there was only one thing to do. She turned the knob! She peeked outside. There was one man standing directly in front of the door, and mischievously, Joy whistled to him.
At first he hardly heard her, but as she whistled again, her noise met his ears, and he turned. As soon as he saw her lovely nakedness, his eyes bulged at the gorgeous and lascivious sight, the twin mounds on her body firm and erect, aching to be squashed by a strong man's ardent hands.
The man immediately started to breathe much more heavily, his lusts whipping up his needs till they dominated him, made him want the woman behind the door with a great and uncompromising need.
Joy looked at his groin and sure enough, his cock was as erect as an obelisk, his pants bulging terribly from the force of the cock behind them trying to set itself free and make its way into Joy's lovely, wet, dark channel.
Joy giggled, "I'm so all alone in here. I need someone to love me. See, I've got to do it myself, instead of having someone like you send his cock into my cunt. Won't you please come in and fuck me like I want it? I need it so desperately. I have to have it! I have to have your cock in my cunt. It's aching for you and killing me at the same time. Please help me! Help me please!"
At first her voice had been coy and girlish. but her needs had made mincemeat of that idea, and by the end of her speech she was pleading to the man in the full harshness of her compelling needs, her body terrifying her with its savagery, her clit throbbing like a maniac.
The man was staring at her with amazement and lust in his face. He tried to swallow, but his throat was dry as the desert, and he could not. "I, I'm going to fuck you," he threatened.
"Please, please fuck me. It-'s what I have to have."
But just then a man strode up. He was dressed in a suit, and for a moment, Joy thought it was the bouncer and his great cock. But it wasn't. It was someone altogether different.
"Get out of here," he threatened the other man. "I'm the owner of this place."
The owner! At last the fucker had come! Joy's cunt went wild as she gazed at the man, the other guy in the meanwhile sinking away, his eyes still unhappily on Joy's cunt.
"It's about time you got here," Joy said with anger in her voice. "I needed a cock so bad! Hurry and get out of those ridiculous clothes and get your cock into me. I'm screaming for you. Hurry up!"
The owner became flustered at the woman's imperious manner and tone of voice, and he immediately did as she commanded. In a few moments, he was as nude as she was, his cock swinging in the air, aching to get into her cunt, his eyes blazing with lust as they gaped at the voluptuous woman, drank in her luscious and lascivious curves.
What a woman, what a lovely ball! In a moment he had laid Joy down on the floor, and had inserted his cock into her, without kissing her much, fondling her, without wanting anything except the compelling come which he craved fully as much as she did, and into her cunt he went, his cock streaming in like a bolt of lightning from heaven.
Joy went wild beneath him, shaking and trembling as if she were being charged up by an electric current, her cunt clutching at the long cock that was in her. It was not as long as the bouncer's, but it was certainly thicker, and that was even better.
Joy moaned and groaned in utter abandon, her body killing her with its great release of pleasure, her clit throbbing wildly, bucking in her wet, slimy vulva. The large head of the cock broke into her body with enormous force, making the lust charged woman scream and shriek in sheer delight.
How she loved it! How she craved a strong, surging cock inside the well of her pussy, serving her with its valiant might and desire, making her shiver and shake uncontrollably. It was too much. It was so lovely, so incredibly satisfying, and there was her climax still to come!
Joy closed her eyes in the sheer pleasure of the fucking she was getting, her body controlled completely by the surging cock in her cunt, the long, strong member forcing her to shiver and shake with uncontrollable spasms of delight.
Then she felt in the deep delight of her fucking that her come was upon her, was building inside the depths of her cunt, spreading through her body and limbs, till finally, the dick straining deep in her clutching, lovely cunt, she felt the supreme bliss of her orgasm break over the battered limbs of her sex broken body, and she shrieked in the abject delirium of a woman who knows the purest heights of sheer pleasure.
She moaned and groaned the fact of her lovely, shattering come, her voice broken, incoherent, yet hitting the ears of the straining owner with his cock still strong and hard in the woman, and he pistoned it to her with all the greater force, shoving the cock into the spasming woman beneath him.
Deeper and deeper went the long cock in Joy's cunt, and she loved every moment of the ramming as she bucked like a wild bronco in the insanity of her climax. She screamed and screamed.
The owner, excited beyond belief, his hands clutching the rubbery mounds of the woman's tits, his mouth sucking heatedly on the nipples and tops, belted his cock into Joy in one long, frightening smash, and the cock exploded in an unbelievable come, the sperm shooting out of the head as if the member were a geyser, and had erupted.
Joy moaned her pure happiness, her tits sending scintillating shivers of delight through her as her cunt spewed and accepted the ejaculation of the man who had fucked her.
CHAPTER VI
The next morning, Joy woke up in strange surroundings. She was in a huge, fantastically comfortable, water bed in a spacious room which was not her own.
Where am I? she asked herself when her head cleared enough for her to see. She looked around and saw a huge window looking out over the city from very high up. The room was very large, and brightly painted in red and white.
In a moment, the owner of the disco she'd been to the night before entered. He was smiling broadly. "Well, how's my lovely cunt this morning? As exciting as she was last night?"
Although many times such words might have put Joy off with their crudeness, the words today made her feel lewd, and she found her clit beginning to throb, to send cruel messages of lust through the curve of her belly, up through the swelling form of her stomach and into her tits and mind.
She felt like fucking, her vulva starting to drip with the moisture of her secretions. She marveled at herself, loving the way her body could prepare itself for sex at a moment's notice, at the very drop of a hat, or a compliment. She must be an extraordinary woman, she complimented herself.
Perhaps she was a nymphomaniac. She had yearned to be a nympho ever since she'd been a child, and perhaps she had finally made it. The idea thrilled her. She looked seductively at the smiling owner, whose name, she recalled, was Joe something, and she smiled at him in invitation.
Her cunt truly burned this morning. What a wonderful, marvelous way to wake up in the morning! What better way than a fuck to wake up to? Perhaps, in the splendor of her new surroundings, she would have the opportunity to look into the matter in depth, and with the luxury that the subject demanded.
Perhaps she would write a book on her investigations and experiences. She would call it "Cock au lait in the morning." Yet that was in the future. For now there were more pressing matters like her box.
"Won't you come and fuck me? I need it. I like it in the morning." She spread her legs wide apart and threw the covers off her lovely body, leaving the enticing spectacle of her cunt fully open to the lewd viewing of the man's eyes.
And view he did! His eyes were aflame with lust in an instant, fired up by the miraculous sight of the woman's lovely vulva, the red, throbbing lips fully parted, fully sensitive, the red bud of her clit fully open to view, the hole of her vaginal tube waiting for his cock to enter her.
Joy could see his cock grow big and she beckoned him once more. "Come on, baby, give me that cock of yours and let's make music. I'll play violin to your bow. You ride my strings and make me sing. Come on! My cunt is screaming for you. Get that pecker into me!"
The man came up to her, his eyes drinking in the lovely form of Joy's body, taking in the cleave of her breasts, the curves of her belly and abdomen, the deep down slope of the pubic mounds, and the cut of her parted pussy lips.
He licked his lips in great desire for the luscious woman who had invited him to enter the lovely depths of her sex. Yet he beetled his brows in frustration, "I have to go to work. I have to go make money. I can't spend all my time fucking you. You wore me out last night. We fucked at the club, then when I brought you up here, we fucked for hours, and I fingered you and sucked you off over and over. I was dizzy from all that work. Lady, you've got some cunt between those legs!"
There was pure admiration in his voice as he turned to go, shaking his head in regret.
"You're not going to leave me like this! I hate to have to masturbate. Not now, not when I've got you here to fuck me like I want!"
"Sorry, baby, I've got to go to the club. I'll fuck you later. If you like, you can call me at the club, and we can arrange for you to come over, and if I have time, we'll fuck down there. Okay?" Not waiting for her reply, he opened the door and exited.
Joy was in a rage. She fumed at the man's inconsiderate behavior. She had pleaded with him to fuck her, yet he had left her to suffer the pains of her arousal alone, her cunt driving her to peaks of desire and clutching need, making her tremble before the horror of her need.
That was the thing that soured her on being a nympho. She was always hot for a guy. She always wanted some cock to ram into her and please her. Right now her clit throbbed savagely, and she groaned mightily at the terrible thought of having to endure her need all alone.
She shook her head on the bed in desolation and aloneness as she heard the front door open, and knew that the owner, Joe, had gone for good. How would she be able to endure the hours of loneliness? It was impossible to do it alone.
She didn't want to read, unless there were some good smut books around, yet that would only worsen the situation, for then she would get so fired up that she would burn to a crisp in the flame of her all consuming passion. Her cunt would ache even more than it did now, would eat her up, kill her with its need for pleasure.
Joy could hardly wait for the days when robots would be slaves to humans for then she would teach her robot to fuck her whenever the urge hit her, which meant that she would spend her life fucking. What a lovely thought.
She licked her lips, loving the sensation, yet this was hardly enough in these early hours of the day! What she needed was a good cock, strong, hard, rigid, and aching for her with the same intensity that she felt inside her body. She whimpered on the bed, her fingers toying with her clit, the throbbing genital singeing her with its fierce need, her cunt wide open and yearning in no uncertain way for the sure satisfaction of a man's dick.
Joy wished that she were one of those women who could come best by having their clit stimulated, but unfortunately, she most loved good hard cock, and she couldn't stand not having one in her cunt right now.
"Oh, God, please give me a cock. Please send a cock to me now, please, please, please!" She was crying hot tears.
"Did you call?" A butler stood at the door, casually dressed.
Joy noted that he was quite attractive, and a good deal younger than the owner who had fucked her.
"Did I ever?" She gazed at the man, her full nakedness exposed to his blazing eyes. She watched with sheer delight as his gaze roamed over her body, just as Joe's eyes had only a while ago. She self-consciously spread her legs out a little further, her snatch more flaringly exposed than ever for the man's eyes to drink in and want, her finger still rubbing her aching clit.
"What's your name? Do you have anything to do now?"
"I'm Edward, the butler. I always have some chore or other to do, unless I'm told to do otherwise."
"I see. Well, what if I told you to come over to the bed and suck me? Would you do it? Because I need you to make me come. I have to have my morning orgasm. Do you hear me? I have to have it." She was glaring at him in the full heat of her devouring need.
He popped his eyes at the awesome sight of her cunt. It was clear as day that he wanted her with an awesome and overpowering need.
"Damn right, I would, you luscious cunt!" In a moment he had rushed to her side and had fallen on top of her yearning body, his hands clutching at her skin and arms, his mouth surging over the ripe ruby lips of the woman.
Joy's tongue plunged aggressively into his mouth, as she was driven by her great and terrifying need for the man's cock, the magic tool still being jailed by the fact of the man's pants.
"Strip, strip for me, I want to see that lovely cock of yours. I have to see it! Strip for me!"
The man managed to quell his great desire for a moment and got up. Off came his shirt, his pants, his underwear. He was blazingly naked! He shimmered his hips, making his cock jiggle at Joy, and she laughed in a raucous, lusty way, firing the man up so much that he couldn't stand up.
He toppled onto the woman on the bed, his cock finding its way into the part between her legs, nosing into the moist cleave of her wet, steaming pussy, while he kissed her upper anatomy furiously, drugged into desperation by his own great desires.
The sex mad woman egged him on to greater and greater desire by stroking his back fiercely and caressing the twin buttocks of his ass. Her hands explored the cleave between those two buttocks, and the man twisted his hips, loving the feeling of the woman's hands poking into his ass.
He groaned, his saliva falling onto Joy's body, making it shimmer in the light, the glistening skin catching his eyes and making him even hotter for the unadulterated pleasure of intercourse. His joint ached as it pressed into the woman's wet mass.
Joy groaned, as ready for penetration now as she would ever be, her cunt streaming its secretions of lubrication as if it were a factory for it, the copious flow of liquid coming out of the cunt in marvelous amounts, dripping out of it and coating his legs with the stuff, as well as spreading onto the man's thighs and cock. The liquid was hot from the woman's great lusts.
She squirmed beneath the man in a fury of desire and salacious need, her face lewdly clenched, her mouth open and whimpering in its need for the morning fuck.
"Ram that cock into me! Do it now, before I die of need! I'm aching for you. Please get that cock of yours into me as fast and hard as you can!"
The man gazed in complete fascination at the sex starved woman beneath his aching body, and gasped at her great need, her voice pleading with him for him to fuck her as hard as he possibly could. He was going to send his cock into her right now, for he couldn't stand the tension and strain of keeping himself out of her any longer.
She spread her legs wide, and watched in strained fascination as the man took his huge tool of a cock in his palm and led the miraculous member to her open pussy.
"That's right! In me, in me now. Just slide it into my pussy. Make me happy, make me go crazy with that lovely cock of yours!" She was crying in the grip of her great and savage need. The tension was incredible!
Joy felt like a taut wire, her body being pulled apart by her immense sexual need. Yet she watched as the cock came closer and closer to her wet, fuming cunt, the head of it gigantic, the thickness of it impossible to describe in words.
She gasped at the gorgeous fat cock that was on its way into her craving, screaming pussy. Her eyes were wide open at the lovely tool that in seconds would send her on her way to the orgasm which she so desperately needed.
The thick, stone like head of the man's tool touched the tight hole of the woman's vagina, and pressed into it, the cunt sucking the hard column of muscle into it, craving the hardness of it, the ardency of the man's sex.
In a moment, the huge glans was completely into the tight tunnel of the woman's pussy, and the man fell on top of Joy's body, heaving his mouth onto her breasts and sucking on them as his cock speared into the depths of Joy's sex at the same time that he mouthed her breasts.
Joy groaned in utter rapture as she experienced the cruel impalement of her body, and she twisted her wide hips as the man's lance stroked into her at a rapid pace. The cock strove into her with mad determination, pushing the walls of the vagina aside as it drove into her like a pistol, shooting into the woman's lovely, scintillating depths, the thick cock engorged with the hot blood of excitement, surging inward and inward, without stopping for even an instant as it skewered the undulating hips of the aroused woman.
She screamed in the pleasure of her fucking. The cock valiantly pistoned her, sinking into the cunt as far as it could go, stopping only when the man's cock had gone in for its full length, the groin of the butler pressed hard against Joy's abdomen, his tight constricted sac of balls butted up against the wet, steaming mass of her red, blood engorged, vulva, the cock pulsing in the clutching channel.
Pulling his hips up, he began to withdraw, and Joy moaned at the movement, her eyes clenched in the savage heat of her excitement, and she swiftly looped her legs around the man's waist, letting him go into her as deeply as possible, loving it when the withdrawal stopped and the cock descended on her once again, like a surging waterfall of lust, her body exploding in the pleasurable outburst of carnal joy.
The man sucked in the breasts of the woman, his mouth spread wide over the expanse of her tits, drawing in the lovely, rubbery mass, flicking his tongue over the nipple, exciting Joy even more, making her feel the scintillating fact of her womanhood, making her moan with greater pitches of arousal, her hips rotating beneath the surging thrusts of the man's cock, swirling the cock in the cavern of her vagina, making it stimulate her to the point of madness, making it work her into a fever pitch of lust and desire, making her scream for her come.
"Oh, fuck me a lot harder! Fuck me till I come. You're going great. Just make your cock into me a little harder. I feel my come building. It's so huge, so lovely. I feel the tightness of my body loosening from it. Kill me with that cock of yours, that lovely fucker of a cock."
She closed her eyes as she gave herself up to her powerful emotions, loving every second of the mad, surging impalement. Her head tossed and turned frantically, motivated by the maelstrom of her great exciting emotions. Her mouth was open to the air, her tongue hung out lewdly, her tits were being mashed by the man's hands and mouth, and she loved it as she loved little else in the world, her whole being focusing under the laser-like intent of her sexuality. Her whole body shook, vibrated wantonly, the cock skewering her good and hard, driving in and out of her loins.
Finally, she felt the oceanic swell of her orgasm reach an incredible height, and she felt it would break on her that moment, yet it did not, and she screamed in the fury of her terrifying excitement, her fingers digging into the man's skin for support, for she was frightened that the come that she wanted so much would kill her with its great, unparalleled force.
Once more the swelling arose, became steep and perilous within her, her body shaking and trembling beneath it and the man, till finally it broke over her, shattering her brain and body, making her scream as she never had before, making her shriek out the ecstasy of her delirious come, her fingers digging into the man, her body arching on the water bed, her legs pushing hard into the man's back.
The cock strove inside her cunt to gain its own orgasmic bliss, to reach the heights of its own climax. Again and yet again, the cock rammed itself into the sweating woman's body, while again and again, Joy spasmed and convulsed under the impact of her severe orgasmic breakthrough.
The whole bed shook as if it would come apart, the oceanic water in the mattress heaving and oscillating as Joy made it move beneath her writhing body. Yet she hardly cared, loving her orgasm, basking in the pleasure of it, her cunt a small ocean in itself, spewing out its come juice, making the cock in her slide wetly, maddeningly, making her come all the harder.
Like the blast of an exploded oil refinery, the man's cock emptied itself into the depths of the woman, the outletting of come making Joy shudder from its great force.
The man bit into the tits in his mouth, his come making him spasm as mightily as Joy had, making him go wild with the pleasure of his body, as he emptied his load of sex into the creaming woman, her legs digging into his back, forcing him to give more of the lovely, sweet liquid to the woman's palpitating tunnel. He groaned, his eyes closed, as were Joy's.
She loved her come, loved it, and wanted to have it always.
CHAPTER VII
Joy awoke not long after, her great orgasmic seizure having drugged her into sleep. She was aware that the butler's fingers were in her cunt, were slowly rotating in that still sexually charged mass of mush. The slow gyrations of the fingers began to make her tremble on the bed, and she squirmed to the throbbing beat of the exciting digits.
She looked at the butler, his eyes closed, his body touching hers. Her gaze travelled to his groin, seeking his cock. It was wilted, utterly deflated, a mere wrinkle of flesh, that organ which a short while ago had been supercharged with hot blood, had been rigid as a piece of volcanic rock.
Joy felt an indescribable pang of regret, regret made more acute by the faqt of her increasing arousal. Yes, she realized, I want more of that lovely cock! I want to get fucked again.
I feel my lust growing in me again, and I'm not one to deny natural processes their due course. My body is an acre of desires, and I treat it with the care that it so greatly needs. I don't want to pollute my insides the way the countryside is ravaged by the denial of care from industrial organizations. I'm in business for my own, and I care what happens to the landscape of my body. When it needs watering from a cock, I aim to get it, and not deny myself simply because a cock happens to be wilted.
She shook the cock, waking the man in the process.
"Huh?" he asked stupidly. "What's the matter?"
"I want that cock of yours again! I want it in me!" Joy smiled in the loveliness of her desire, and gave another pull at the deflated prick.
"Ouch," the man said, pulling his cock away. "I just gave you an orgasm. What more do you want? Are you crazy or something?"
"I'm crazy for sex. I want another orgasm. Get hard! I want you to charge into me again like a battalion of pistols and drive me to the ecstasy of my come again!"
"I've got work to do. I can't fuck you all day. I'd get fired. You're a crazy cunt, you know that?"
The man was so deeply ungrateful, Joy thought, getting angry. She had let him fuck her, and now he refused to give her the pleasure she craved. Yet her body drove her to seek it out, drove her to acquire the pleasure she needed.
"Is there anyone else around here who could fuck me? I have to have it. I need it, I need it desperately! Damn it, my cunt is driving me crazy again!" Her fingers shoved the man's hand out of her cunt and she started to stroke her clit herself. She wasn't going to let the man finger her, if he wasn't able to fuck her too.
She gazed at him. "Listen, I'll let you fuck me every morning, if you can get me another man to fuck me. Isn't there anyone else here that you could bring me, a servant of some sort, a neighbor? Don't you know anybody else? What about the bellhop? Go out and get the bellhop. I have to have a cock in me again, and I don't want to set myself off by fingering my clit!"
"Damn!" the butler said, getting dressed and leaving. "I'll get the bellhop for you, but remember what you said. I'm going to fuck you tomorrow morning."
"Sure, and I'll let you fuck me tonight, if you can get it up again," she taunted.
But the important thing was that she was going to get fucked again! Her luscious body thrilled to the lewd thought. What a cunt I am! she thought happily. I love my sex, love getting it all I can. I have to have my lovely, shattering satisfaction. I ache for it constantly and when I see a young stud with his cock up I go simply mad with need for it, my cunt glowing like an electric light bulb, all bright and lit up for sex.
"Wow!" she said, her gliding finger slipping over her clit.
Joy waited for the bellhop for some minutes, yet he did not come. She wanted him right away, and didn't like the idea of waiting around for him to come when he pleased.
What a bastard, she thought to herself, her anger worsening. Here she was, her body ready and waiting to be skewered, and there was no one around to service her needs, to make her come the way that pleased her. If I ever invent anything, it's going to be a jelly that you can put on a cock to make it hard instantly. I'll call it ever-glow, and it'll make my fortune, and I'll be able to have any man I choose, not that I can't swing it now. I've got quite a pussy, and I doubt there's a man that doesn't grow hard when he sees me.
Joy felt glorious, just bursting with the burgeoning needs of her body, and in an instant, she swung her legs around and jumped off the bed. She walked to the full-length mirror, her hips and ass swinging immodestly, and she stood before the pane of reflective glass and admired her wonderful, exquisite anatomy.
She gazed at her sumptuous breasts, loving their fullness, admiring the large brown skin of the nipples, and she looked at her wasp thin waist, running her fingers over it, reveling in the curve of it. Then she examined her pubic area, finding it similarly flawless. She spread her legs, seeing the clit reflected in the mirror, the red bud sticking out of her prominently.
What a cunt, she repeated to herself, feeling her whole body tremble as she admired herself. And her legs, trim, pure white, without a blemish on them. She was lovely, she told herself happily.
Her one tragic flaw was that she had the most demanding sexuality of any woman she had ever personally encountered. In her childhood, the women she had most admired were the famed courtesans of previous centuries, and she had thoughts of becoming a modern courtesan, having slews of famous men around her, giving her the love and sex that she needed.
Her cunt excited her as she watched it in the mirror. She gazed enraptured as a drop of secretion made its way over the folds of the soft furrow and dropped onto the floor. She closed her eyes, no longer admiring herself, for she felt her emotion too deeply inside her to think of anything, but her great need for a fucking.
Where was the bellhop? Looking around, she spied some perfume, and she splashed some onto her cunt, and onto the rest of her lewd body, thrilling to the cold splash of it on her skin. Then she took a stick of lipstick and drew a large circle around her cunt, so that it would hit the bellhop's eyes immediately, leaving no doubt in his mind as to what she so desperately craved in the depths of her being.
Next she sat at the mirror of the dressing table and applied mascara to her eyes, rimming them with an enticing black, making them more seductive and entrancing, her face becoming gypsy like, utterly devouringly sexy.
She grew enthused at her artistry, wiggling her ass on the cold leather of the chair she sat on. It was so good to be beautiful, she thought to herself happily. When she was through, she examined herself in the mirror, found all to her exacting standards, then hurried to the bed, where she lay in wait for the bellhop.
How long could that bastard take? she wondered peeved. She wanted to be laid right away.
"Hey, come and fuck me!" she called out in the empty room.
She spread her legs open, exposing the wet, red cunt between her shimmering white thighs. What kind of effect would it have on the bellhop? I hope it's not some old bastard who's been slugging suitcases around for the better part of his life. An old cat probably wouldn't be able to get it up for her, and he certainly wouldn't be as hard as a young man.
Actually, Joy didn't know, for she had never been fucked by an old man. Reconsidering, she wondered if it would really be all that bad. Perhaps an old man would be much more skillful, and would thus be able to compensate for a lack of rigidity in his sex.
At last the door opened, and in walked a slight youth of about seventeen. Joy found herself getting hot just watching him, and she saw the surprise with which he viewed her opened cunt, seeing the lipstick circle around it. His eyes blazed instantly, sparked with lust, and he started to pant terribly for the woman. Joy licked her lips seductively, the ripe ruby skin glinting from caught light. "Boy, you've been keeping me waiting. My cunt's been screaming for that cock of yours. Hurry up and get out of those togs and get your manhood inside me."
The young boy gazed at the woman in utter amazement. "You mean right now?" His tongue was hanging out of his mouth, and his eyes popped from his face in lewdness.
"Damn it! Strip off your clothes and fuck me right now, this minute, you cocksucker. I have to get fucked by you and your cock!"
She sounded imperious, and the boy quickly did as she had bade him do, and he tore off his clothing, exposing his naked flesh to the salacious and seductive woman who so languorously sprawled out of the water mattress.
"Good hard cock is what I want." Joy gazed in fascination as the bellboy's cock came into view, and she drank in the lovely, astonishing sight, for his dick was out of all proportion to the boy's size. It stuck out of his groin like a huge flagpole, stuck out long and hard, and made Joy hot for it, made her ache to have it in her warm pussy.
"Get that cock into me!" she commanded, and the boy jumped to do as she said, coming to her, his cock swinging in the air like a fishing pole, and he stopped in front of the vastly aroused woman. Joy gazed at the cock in rapture, imagining how it would spear into her and send her into bliss.
She touched the throbbing member with her fingers, gliding the digits over the skin gingerly, almost fearfully, loving the slick touch of the skin as she traced out the network of blue veins on it, her fingers tangling in the springy black hair of the base of the cock, tickling the boy's groin and inciting his lusts to an unbearable degree. His desire for the woman was so great that he could not quell the force of his need of her.
He climbed onto her lascivious form, her thighs parting to let him stick his hips between them, his mouth coming hotly onto Joy's breasts. He licked them as if they were manna from heaven, reveling in the spongy form, his fists clenching around them, molding and squeezing them, his mouth clamping on the tips of them and sucking in on them.
Joy moaned from the deliriously exciting manipulations, the boy's long cock meanwhile poking its hard, granite head into the hot mush of her cunt, probing its throbbing way into that morass of sexuality that was her pussy. Joy groaned as the boy made his tongue fly over her titillated breasts.
"I need your cock. Get your cock into me. Hurry!"
Though the woman had before been excited by her body, had played up to the boy as if she knew what she wanted, and was in complete control, she now found, to her horror and amazement, that she was driven to the peaks of torturing need, her body compelled to have its sexual needs satisfied, at any cost, for she was swayed by her emotions now, not by her conscious desires, and all she could think of was of having sexual union with the boy, his cock, long and hard in her pussy, serving as a constant reminder of her enslaved capacity to her own sexual needs.
She was driven and tossed by them, and there was nothing she could do except give her needs an outlet. Oh, would she never be free of the driving needs which made her life a nightmare, made her constantly seek the satisfaction which, if only for hours or even minutes, left her in the blissful realms of carnal enjoyment. Would she never be able to control her great carnal appetites, quell the surging needs that tossed her body about as if she were mere chattel to be used by a cock?
Joy moaned in the delirium of her great heat, her clit throbbing like a whip inside of her, stirring her lusts to ever wilder heights, ever greater bursts of emotion. She undulated her hips as a storm of titiNation sprang from her cunt and leapt into the rest of her body, making her belly tremble, her tits shake and quiver, her head toss and turn frantically from side to side on the mattress.
The boy sucked fiercely on the lovely white mounds of her scintillating breasts. She twisted in delirium beneath the avid young man who was sucking on her aching breasts. How lovely it was to be so desperately wanted. That's what she needed, to be desired so desperately. She stroked the boy who was making love to her, urging him to greater displays of his great emotion and need.
His tongue flicked wildly over the white expanse of Joy's tits, and his tongue flashed over them like a red saber, flagellating the flattened, passion-full nipples which topped them as snow tops high mountains. Joy shrieked in a transport of pure passion, loving the sexual starvation of the boy, loving the way his incredibly long cock was making its way into her sopping cunt.
Her hips squirmed with the beat of her frantically quivering cunt, the long tube of her sex clutching at air inside of her, aching for the hardness of the boy's long cock, the cock which hovered above it, the cock whose head now glistened with the stolen moistness, which it lapped up from the woman's soaking wet cunt, the lips of her own vulva shimmering with the overflow of her copious secretions of lubrication, her cunt smooth now, ready for the boy to ram into her and give her the orgasm she craved and needed with such all compelling desperation.
Her body twisted under him, and she tried to pull the boy off her tits and get him to fuck her with his cock, yet he wanted those luscious, lust arousing mountains, too much, and the woman was unable to force his mouth to leave them.
The boy bit into the spongy mass of whiteness as if it were candy, his tongue slurping over them, his mouth drooling its vast amount of saliva over them and making them glimmer with the light of his great need.
Suddenly he started to trail one hand excitingly over the woman's body, the hand running over the form of Joy's hips, thrilling her further down into the ample, generous buttocks of the prostrate woman, where they clamped down on a mass of the exciting meat and squeezed hard.
"Ohhh, you little fucker, you're killing me. And I love it! I love the way your hand is squeezing my ass!"
Her voice was harsh, choked with her great and increasing emotion, as she tore her hands avidly over the boy's back, making him grow more lustful, more desirous of her and her cunt.
Her clit flitted about inside of her vulva in a maddening tempo of arousal. The small bud of her genital fully inflated with engorging blood, was red as a large berry, and it flaunted its power over Joy, who twisted and turned in the agony of her overpowering arousal.
The inexperienced boy showed such great and all consuming need for her that she thought she would die from the great emotion he aroused in her. He needed her so much, he ached for her so obviously, that she was powerless to stop her own emotions from ascending perilously within her ravaged body and making her go out of her head with pure need for him, for his cock, for his mouth, for his searing hands and fingers as they stroked insanely over the flesh of her lovely buttocks.
In a moment, the boy had shifted his hands from her ass to her cunt, and Joy moaned in incredible rapture, the touch of the cock and the fingers both at the same time serving to make her explode like a keg of dynamite, and she shrieked out the fact of her great and devouring passion.
"Do my clit! Do my clit! With your finger! Put your finger on my clit and stroke it! Run your finger up and down on my clit and pinch it!"
She was raving mad with the fires of desire. The boy was wonderful, was making her get hotter and hotter by the second, each moment passing by like an eternity, for her body was aflame with the most nerve breaking desire and was consumed by its need for satisfaction.
The finger of the boy caressed the large, prominent, easily found clitoris. The fingers were dripping with the slosh of Joy's overflowing cunt, her liquids streaming out of her sex in a never stopping stream of wetness, her body focused on her great arousal, making her light headed with desperate cravings.
The tension of not having a cock in her gaping cunt was tremendous, yet the fiery tenseness of her present condition thrilled her, for she knew that her orgasm would be unbelievable, would shatter her with its immensity and greatness. She ached and longed for it, yet was willing to prolong her having it, knowing that the prolongation would itself increase the force of her explosive climax.
What a thrill it would be when she finally came! Joy groaned, as she thought of it in bits and shreds, her consciousness torn by the fact of the boy's exciting manipulations in her cunt.
The fingers streaked over the budding clit with great vigor, and once in a while the boy pinched the clit, making Joy scream in delight at the squeezing of her swollen, aching genital.
Her body was being ripped apart by the fury of the boy's caresses, his lips still surging over her tits, mouthing them, licking them as if his tongue were a rotary machine, swirling with such energy over the nipples that Joy nearly died from pure delight, her tits heaving up and down in the great swells of her huge intakes of breath.
She was weak with the drugging power of her fantastic arousal, and she melted on the bed in utter wantonness and abandon, loving every movement of the boy on her body, loving the feel of his weight and bulk on her own slimmer body, loving the way his breath jetted onto her skin in hot gusts, his lungs pulling in great quantities of air.
He was hot for her! Yet Joy could not take much more of this. She was going insane by the sheer joy of her arousal, her body killing her as it pitched back and forth beneath the aroused male. She had to have the cock in the hot, dark moistness of her vaginal tunnel. She couldn't put it off any longer! She was a wreck as it was, her body on fire with impossible to sustain desire. She would be burned to a cinder if she allowed the boy to continue like this.
"Fuck me! Fuck me with your cock! I need your cock in me now! Kill me with that cock of yours!" Joy was crying, sobbing with her great, overwhelming need.
The boy lifted his salivating mouth from the tits to look at the sex torn woman, gazing in rapture at the tears that streaked over the flesh of her beautiful, but sex contorted face, his own lust growing, his cock throbbing violently, pressing for its journey into the woman's depths, urging him to let it drive pitilessly into her channel of love and bring them both to the ecstasy of their mutual comes.
"Yes, yes, sock your cock into my cunt! Please put me out of my misery. Get your cock into me now!" Joy was filled with desire, her hair tangled around her shoulders, wet with sweat.
His own lusts now very much heightened, the boy shifted himself over Joy's sex driven body and reached down to pick up his cock. Joy gazed at the member in stupefaction. It was so large, so long. She ached to have it in her.
"Fuck me!" she ordered from the depths of her great and all compelling desire. "Get it in me now."
"Okay," the boy replied, his own voice choked with the power of his vastly aroused condition. He hefted up the great, magnetizing column of manly flesh, and steered it into Joy's cunt. Joy groaned as the great column of meat touched the mushy sexuality of her vulva, the touch electrifying her, making her squirm uncontrollably, her hips moving.
"Be still! Get your cunt still so I can fuck you!" The boy spoke from the depths of his heart.
Joy turned to jelly at the emotional words, her body falling still as if in the center of a great storm.
She felt the cock probe the outer vestibule of her vaginal tube, then gasped as it surged into her, the body falling on her at the same time, grabbing hold of the well loved breasts and jutting them into his mouth as he speared ruthlessly in the luscious lushness of the sex crazed woman's cunt.
Inward and inward drove the cunt crazed cock, forcing its way into the depths of the writhing, impassioned woman, her eyes closed in pleasure as the cock pierced her with shattering effect, the thickness of the manly member scraping against the well coated walls of the vaginal hole and making fantastic sensations tear out of that morass of sensuality and flow up into the rest of the woman's tossing body, making her scream from the great fantastic pleasure she was getting from all the wonderful fucking.
The boy strained wildly in the clutching depths of Joy's pussy, ramming her without concern for her safety. She groaned from the force of the man's impact against her belly as he came down viciously on the down surge of his splendid cock, forcing it into her very deeply, forcing her to squeal in delight.
The boy was panting, lusting for the pleasure of his orgasm. The hot exhalations burned Joy's skin with the great heat from the depths of his body, and she closed her eyes in the rapture of her lovely fucking.
She didn't notice that someone else had entered the room. It was another bellboy, an older one. He gazed on in amazement at the lascivious interaction between Joy and the boy, and he too grew lustful.
His eyes blazed with instant need for sex. In a moment he had torn off his clothing, hurling it onto the floor with the fury of his great need for the woman. He hurried to them, and reached out and grabbed the two bodies, turning them on their sides. Then he climbed into the bed and set his cock on the level of Joy's asshole.
Joy felt the man touch her, then felt the huge cock from his groin probe hungrily in the crevice of her ass, and she thrilled to the scintillating touch. She was going to get blasted out of the world with the pleasure of her orgasm, for she was going to be fucked from the cunt and from the ass.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She screamed out her salacious desires, firing up the second bellhop, making his cock grow larger, and more powerful. What a wonderful fuck she was getting!
In a moment Joy was forced to let out a piercing scream, her shouts splitting the air, for in that moment the man from behind her pierced her ass, splitting her!
Her ass sent messages of protest as the cock surged mindlessly into the anal orifice of the woman, the ass sending its messages of needling sensation through Joy's body, yet though it hurt at the start, Joy found that she enjoyed the treatment immensely, loving the sensation of the cock plunging into her ass, forcing her to groan with a new found delight.
The cock rammed her ass savagely, and Joy bucked as one man drove into her from the front, and another one drove into her from behind. It was great. It was utterly lovely.
"Ahhhggg!" The boy in front of her was coming in her cunt. Miraculous! The cock spurted its long jet of thick white come juice into the depths of the woman's loins, coating her utterly, the cock still ramming her without mercy as it spat out its message of love in the form of the sperm filled seed.
Joy groaned as she felt the warm liquid enter her and slosh around in her cunt, the cock still making her feel the delight of her sex.
She moaned, her face twisted, wanting her own come desperately now, wanting the lovely, incomparable bliss of her carnal climax. When would she get it, when would she achieve it. Her thoughts were broken by the incomparable fact of her come itself, the lewd satisfaction giving her the scintillating pleasure she had so desperately craved, the pleasure which was now upon her, and was breaking her body, tearing her apart with the force of its oceanic swell.
She wiggled furiously on the bed, feeling her cunt spewing its come juice, feeling the still hard cock of the young bellhop in her channel, loving the man fucking her from behind.
But it was too much. Her orgasm was shattering her, ripping her to shreds. It was utterly demolishing and arching her back, Joy closed her eyes and gave herself up to it utterly, not caring when the man behind her came, if he ever came at all.
CHAPTER VIII
Sitting on a divan that evening, Joy recalled the precious moments she had experienced that morning, recalled the lovely ramming she had had.
She'd been fucked three times. Three cocks had surged into her untold depths and had sent her to the bliss of her shattering orgasm. How great she had felt!
Popping a nut into her mouth she relived those titillating moments with the men. She burned with a strong desire to get all that loving again. If things went as she expected them to, she would have that satisfaction again the following day.
Why, her triple fucking to come was only a matter of mere hours away! Joy smiled at the thought, sure in the knowledge that her body's needs would be more than met the next morning.
The young boy had loved her the way she loved to be wanted. He had surged his cock into her steaming cunt with such ardent passion. It was a magnificent performance, and she could not easily forget it. Every inch of the bellboy's cock was etched in her well stocked memory, and she felt her body respond as she conjured it up in her imagination.
She heard someone come into the apartment. No, it was not just one person, but many. Into the living room walked Joe, the disco owner. He smiled at Joy, coming to her and patted her ass, rubbing his hand familiarly over that lovely expanse of woman flesh, his fingers probing every inch of the luscious buttocks.
"Have you had a good time today? You weren't bored?"
"Well, you might say that I was bored good and hard on several occasions and in several ways. But I had a very exciting day, and I'd like to have more of them." Joy skirted the question easily.
Joe let her mysterious comment pass. "Well, tonight you're certainly not going to be unexcited. I want you to meet some men I've brought over to see you. They're friends of mine."
One of them was dark .-haired, the other blonde. They were both young, and they looked at Joy with a fla me in their eyes that left Joy quite certain as to what they wanted to do with her.
"I'm glad to meet you," she said as she shook their hands, "and I'm sure we'll get to know each other quite well." She smiled sweetly, loving the strong way with which the dark -haired man, whose name was Mike, held her hand. The other man was Fred.
"Damn right, you're going to know them well. You're going to get fucked by them tonight! They're going to have that lovely body of yours just the way I had it last night."
Joy looked at the men, all three of them, with excitement mounting in her lovely body. They were going to fuck her, just as she had been the morning before, the three of them! How utterly wonderful. She could hardly wait, her body already preparing to meet the demands of her sex. She found that the very lewd way in which Joe had addressed her, assuming that she would consent to being fucked by the three of them, aroused her greatly, and she found herself getting hot for the cocks already.
"When do we start? I'm ready and waiting." She eyed the new arrivals with growing lust in her eyes. Yes, she was getting good and hot for them! Good and hot indeed!
The three men laughed as they gazed at the woman in the heat of their own arousals.
"Well, why don't you strip for me?" she asked. "Why don't we put on some sexy music and watch you strip for us?"
"That's a great idea," Joe chimed in and immediately he had his butler put on some Turkish music. Then the butler was ordered out of the room and the three men stripped in front of Joy.
She watched them strip of their clothing, not one stitch of material being left on their bodies to cover their nakedness, and she popped her eyes at the sight of the three cocks bouncing in front of her so temptingly. She beckoned one of the men, the dark -haired one, to come over to her, his cock being the thickest, and she demurely touched the huge weapon with her index finger, caressing the underside of it.
"It's large," she murmured, loving the silken feel of the tool, wanting it with growing desperation, wondering if she would be able to restrain herself till she finished stripping for the men.
Already she was quite willing to stop the show by popping the cock into her mouth and sucking it. How greatly she desired to have its load of come shoot into her mouth with the force of a jet of water from a fireman's hose. She found herself aching for it already.
"You want to put it in your mouth, don't you?"
Joy nodded, wetting her lips, feeling her breasts rise on her body, feeling her breath becoming more labored. It was hard for her to restrain herself. Her cunt was already aflame with lust, and she yearned to have her orgasm.
Yet she watched in fascination the cock she held in her hand, her body trembling before the thick heat of it. It was so powerful.
"In a while, baby. You've got to strip for us first."
He pulled his cock away, and Joy watched the bobbing member as the man walked from her. She knew he wanted her as badly as she wanted to have him inside her depths. It was torture.
Turning from him in desperation, she encountered the dicks of the other men as they danced on the floor before her, their tools swinging voluptuously, hard as sticks, yet much better than inanimate things like sticks, for when they would thrust themselves inside her, they would erupt the lava of their love into her, and coat her with the pungent liquid, the smell of it helping to keep her in the lovely height of her soon to come orgasm.
She could hardly wait for that blasting rollicking moment when she would feel the power of the eruption inside her, feel the surge of manly liquid into her loins and mouth. Her tongue licked at her teeth, and she felt her breasts tingle with wanton excitement.
The men finished their erotic movements, their eyes still fastened on the woman seated on the couch before them. Joy felt like stripping off her clothing that instant and letting the men fuck her then and there, yet she wondered if stripping would make them more ardent for her, would make their release into her all the more pleasurable, make her own come all the more fantastic and incredible. Biting her lips, she decided to force herself through with their lewd suggestion. She gazed at the men wantonly.
When they came over to her, they picked her up off the couch, seated themselves down, and ordered her to strip. "We want a good show, now, so strip the most erotically that you can. Make us harder for your cunt. Work!"
In a moment, Joy was sinuously sliding over the floor, pulling off first her blouse, and flaunting it in front of the gaping men, trailing the cloth in front of their noses, then doing similarly with her skirt, and finally she came to her panties. The men were hot as coal for her and Joy knew it.
But she was getting into the spirit of the thing now, and she enjoyed arousing them more and more as she wound in front of them, her tits bobbing seductively, her ass pointing to them, jutting out at them as she bent over and looked at the seated trio on the couch through her legs.
She was furiously hot herself. She felt the moistness of her cunt, saw, as she bent over, the drops of lubrication streaking over her thighs, watched it trail down. She swallowed hard, realizing that she needed a fuck real bad, knowing that she was playing with the devil in driving her own lusts to so high and perilous a pitch. Yet she loved the fact of her great and increasing arousal.
She saw how greatly aroused the men had become. Their hands were clenched in the desperation of their great need for the woman who was exciting their lusts so. Joy could hardly stand up any longer.
She moaned at them, "Come and fuck me! I need you so much. Please come and give me the release I need so much!"
Pandemonium broke loose as the words had a magic effect on the three men. They rushed up to Joy and began to kiss her passionately as they gave their desires free vent.
Joy found them kissing her ass, her mouth, her cunt, her stomach, every inch of her body, her shoulders, her arms. She felt as if she had been thrust into a pool of lips, all of them searching her skin, making her grow fantastically aroused and excited. Her breasts hurt her with the strength of the fire in them, and she moaned pitifully.
"Fuck me now! I need your cocks in me now!"
The owner of the disco claimed her cunt.
"I want her ass," the blond man said.
"That's all right with me, because I want her mouth!" It was the dark -haired man who said this.
Joy gazed at him, but not for long for she was soon being placed on the carpeted floor. In an instant Joe was going into her, his cock surging into the wet, tight confines of her pussy, the huge head burning her with its mammoth desire, driving into her as the man lay on top of her and started to fuck her like crazy, his cock cramming itself into her for all its full length, stuffing itself into her without regard for Joy's safety.
The man grabbed her breasts and squeezed them hard, loving the feel of the spongy tits, Joy moaning in the heated grip of the ardent man. She screamed out to him as his cock drove into her harder and harder, scraping along the walls of her lubricated cunt, tearing into the depths of her aching, tortured pussy, the pussy which drove Joy to the depths of dark desire, made her want and ache for the ramming she was getting.
The man's breath was already hot against her skin, hot from the great exertions he was putting himself through to fuck her good and proper. Yet he was only one of the three men.
Then Joy felt the second man, the blonde, slide his body next to hers and turn her undulating hips so that he could get her ass exposed to him. Joy was on her side now, Joe still slugging his cock into her, penetrating her with the awesome power of his great and lusty cock, as she groaned in bewilderment.
She felt the man behind her caress her ass, molding his hands over the large masses of skin, make his way into the crevice between the cheeks, feel her wetness, as she perspired from her sexual exertions. It felt so good to have him feeling her ass while she was being fucked up her cunt!
"Oh yes, oh yes," she moaned wildly, loving the treatment she was getting from the two men.
Suddenly, she felt the man start to probe her from behind and her heart dropped as she could sense the presence of the man's turgid cock! It was hungry for her anal orifice, was aching to stick itself inside her and fuck her asshole! The thought both intimidated and excited the woman, yet she was helpless to stop it, not that she wanted to. She was being used by the man, and loved to be so used, loving the pleasure they were giving her.
She felt the fat head of the man's cock make its way tentatively into her anus, felt the resistance that the tight, constricted hole gave the member, and in a moment she could feel the pain in her backside as the cock relentlessly strove into her excretory passage, jamming itself hurtfully into the hole, Joy screaming as it did so, for the penetration hurt.
The man held her, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into the hole in her ass, plunging his cock like a brightly lit shaft into the darkness of her anus, the sensations of the forced, willful entry making Joy ache and moan as they spread through her body and joined the sensations that the first cock induced in her.
The cock plummeted into her as deeply as it could go, forcing its way into the woman's asshole for its full length, the man's sac of balls pressed tight against Joy's buttocks, the cock swirling around and around, rotary fashion, sending needle-like jabs of lust coursing their maddening way through the sex ravaged body of the woman. How Joy loved it! It was better than she had had it any other time, this fucking of her ass!
The cock shot in and out, making Joy feel as if the ruthless cock would kill her with its force. Yet she was still alive, very much alive, and she was loving the cock's manipulations of her asshole.
In a moment, the third man came up to her, placing himself so that his huge, mammoth cock was directly in front of her lips. "Suck! You wanted to suck me before, and now you're going to do it! Suck, you cunt!"
Joy glared at the massive cock. Her head was reeling with the powerful penetrations of the other two men, yet she wanted this cock too! In an instant she had it in her mouth, while the other men sent their cocks into her. She sucked on the tool ferociously, her tongue gliding over the smooth length of it.
The man groaned from the force of her adept pink muscle. Joy closed her eyes as she drew in on the cock, drawing the fire from the man.
The man must have been hot for her, very hot, for his was the first cock to come, and it exploded its load of come juice like a geyser, the white liquid coating Joy's mouth, her tongue sucking the liquid into her throat as the man shook and trembled in the fierceness of his orgasm. He shouted incoherently, his cock jammed into the woman's mouth.
A moment later, miraculously, the man in her ass also exploded his gift of love potion into the tight confines of Joy's ass, his cock enlarging, then bursting with great force into her, her ass now white with the covering of sperm.
Then her cunt received its portion of come, this being the most severe explosion of come she felt! The liquid surged hotly into her, yet in a moment she felt the powerful wrackings of her own come! She shook and trembled and groaned in the ecstasy of that achieved bliss. She closed her eyes in rapture! Her body floated in the seas of delight!
CHAPTER IX
By the next afternoon, Joy's mind was absolutely spinning with delight. She had gotten a great ramming the night before, with three cocks stuffing into her orifices, and the following morning, she had been fucked again by the butler and the two bellboys! She felt great. Her body tingled with delight and happiness. She was on top of the world. She had never felt better in all her born days, feeling herself to be in the pink of health, her sexual activity giving her ample exercise and muscular activity.
What better way was there in the world to keep fit? Joy couldn't think of any. And furthermore, she liked the pad she was in, for it was very posh, very luxurious, and very chic. That counted quite a bit, and she felt very lucky to have it at her disposal. Very lucky indeed. Yet she felt the need for female companionship as well. She decided to call up a friend of hers, Alice.
"You mean the three of them fucked you at the same time? Why that's incredible. I'll bet it felt just great."
"It certainly did. And I'm going to get a lot more of just exactly that kind of loving as long as I stay here."
"I don't blame you a bit for wanting to. But if you want to come to a party tonight, it might prove exciting, though I imagine you get enough of that to keep you on your toes all day. Or on your ass, rather."
Joy thought for a moment. "Joe isn't coming home tonight. He's going to stay at the club till it closes, so actually I'm free to go. I think I will." She settled her mind, actually wanting to go, to experience the excitement of a party again.
Later that night, she found herself deep in the bowels of a darkly lit apartment of a man she did not know. Her friend Alice was there with her, but was off with some guy she'd met, probably screwing with him, Joy thought.
Most of the people there were young, some of them being professionals, some of them actors, some of them students, some of them something else. It was a melange of all sorts of people in all sorts of endeavors.
More than this, Joy could tell they were all out for sex. She was glad, for she missed the feeling of bliss that fucking gave her, having had it last hours ago. That was a long time! She felt a need for more sex right then, and she intended to go out and get it.
As she sipped a drink of gin, she spied one man she had seen briefly before and she decided she wanted him. He caught her glance and came over.
"That drink strong enough for you?"
"As a drink, it's strong enough for me, yeah. But I want more than a drink tonight, and I haven't gotten it yet." She stared him straight in the eye.
"Well, what is it you're looking for? Maybe I can help you." He was gazing at Joy with one thought on his mind, and Joy knew it.
She had put on a lot of sexy clothing, her breasts practically hanging out of her blouse, her skirt short and easy to lift up. She was just begging to get laid, and the man's eyes travelled over the forms of her body with the kind of avid lust that told Joy that he wanted to be the one to do it.
"I think you know what I want," she said with a laugh that made it very plain she wanted sex.
"My name is John, come with me." He took her arm and led her to one of the unoccupied bedrooms.
In a moment he closed the door and was kissing Joy, his mouth spreading over her lips, gliding wetly over the flesh of them, his hands making great headway in exploring the curves of her ample body, he tore at her blouse, her tits bulging as the material pressed against them.
"Absolutely lovely," the man commented as he looked at them with pure lust in his eyes. "And you smell great!"
In a moment he was pulling her blouse off, her unhaltered tits coming loose in seconds, oscillating, swinging enticingly before the fascinated man.
He licked his lips as he planned to put his mouth on the exciting mountains in the next few seconds, and indeed he did just that. His ripe lips pressed against the rubbery mass of her tits.
Joy felt her body explode suddenly in an impossible heat of desire. She hadn't had her sex for so many torturing hours. She'd been deprived of what her body craved and absolutely had to have on a regular basis.
She found herself already aching for the pleasures of her orgasm, found herself craving it, and she pressed her body up against the strong body of John and let him caress her, her body thrilling to his every touch, her breathing coming in harsh pants, for she was greatly aroused by his avid touches.
She ground her hips into his groin. He was hard for her! His cock was as large as a great tree trunk on her account, and in no time, she imagined, it would be surging into the wet recesses of her cunt, spearing her to the delights of her yearning for come.
Yes, she wanted it with very great urgency. There was nothing better than coming. Joy loved to have herself coming all the time. She wanted it now. Her body was aching for it! She felt the depths of her pussy start to secrete their quantity of cuntal lubrication, in preparation for the entry of the cock into her.
Joy rotated her body against the man, feeling the manly hardness of his stiff cock as it pressed heatedly into the softness of her belly. How cruel it was to want it so much and yet not have it in you!
She moaned in the insane delirium of her need. If only it were inside of her already, jamming into her avidly and sending her to her climax. Yet it was still hidden beneath the cloth of the man's pants. It couldn't remain there. It was a crime to leave it there when she needed it so terribly, so unutterably badly!
"I need your cock! I have to have you fucking me! Please fuck me now! Please send your rod into me now! Please!" She screamed out her need to the man.
He glared at her in the fury of his aroused desire for the lovely cunt between her legs. His eyes were full of the blazing fury of arousal, and the man's cock was greatly inflamed, pressing against the zipper of his pants, aching for the release it needed, aching to be set loose into Joy's screaming cunt.
Oh, how he ached for that blissful mass of sex, and he aimed to get it, evidently, for in a moment, he was grabbing Joy by the waist and pulling madly at her skirt, seeking to tear the cloth off Joy's voluptuous body and see her stark naked in front of him, her cunt fully exposed to his lustful eyes. His fingers scratched Joy's skin in the man's great and hurried efforts to strip the sex aroused woman. Joy thrilled to the avid touches of the man.
He tore her skirt off her in an instant, then started for her panties, hooking his fingers under the elastic band of the material and pulling down hard. Off it came, and Joy was utterly lewdly naked before the man, who gazed at her in utter rapture and delight, his eyes taking in the exciting sight of Joy's unclothed form, her tits nudely displayed for him, her hand already into her dripping cunt, fingering her clit, stimulating herself in her great need for her come.
The man became even more aroused at the sight of the woman onanistically manipulating her body, and his cock twinged with the need to ram into the woman's cunt and drive her to the height of her longed for come. The man clenched and unclenched his fist, his lusts swirling up in him, and making him grow more and more lustful.
Joy saw this development in him, and she recalled what had happened the night before, when she had stripped for the three men in the apartment, their lusts growing so high that they couldn't wait to get their lusting cocks into her cunt, and not only into her cunt but into her ass and mouth as well!
That had been some fuck, she recalled, as she watched John in front of her, his eyes aflame with the heat of his mounting desire. Joy had a sudden thought. If she had been able to get the three men so fantastically aroused by dancing and stripping for them, why wouldn't the same treatment work for this man? Of course, it would! He would be so hot for her by the time she was through!
In a minute she was sinuously dancing for him, assuming provocative poses, one after the other, her cunt being displayed lewdly, her white fingers spreading over her white thighs and pushing her cunt lips open for the man to gaze at and lust after.
Joy was getting excited watching him and from moving around so damn much. Her tits bounced around on her chest, and they tingled maddeningly, the twin mounds sending insane messages of want and need into the woman's lust crazed head.
Again and again, she flaunted her sex before the hungering man, his eyes fastened on the twin lovely breasts, on the long, slim legs, on the marvelous cunt of the woman who acted in so exciting a manner in front of him, as if she were a strip queen.
Suddenly, Joy assumed a particularly lewd and provocative pose, and the man gulped from his great need for her, and he rushed up to the titillating woman, grabbing her fiercely by the slim waist and smashing his lips onto her mouth, the surging lips of the man gliding madly over Joy's willing and responsive mouth, the two tongues meeting in her mouth and flapping wildly together as they would their arms around each other and caressed themselves.
The man took hold of Joy's erect breasts and crushed them with mad lust forcing him to clench his hands on the supple mounds of her flesh.
Joy screamed from the exciting work of his hands, her cunt sopping wet from her great need for the man to plug up her hole with his fat cock. This thought brought on another, namely, that she hadn't seen the man's cock yet, for he still had his clothes on!
"Strip, hurry, strip off your clothes and let me see that man sized cock of yours. I want to see the cock that's going to go into my cunt and send me to my fucking come, that fucking good come that I want and need so very desperately right now."
The man stood back for a moment, shocked and greatly excited by the woman's arousing words, and in a moment he had torn off all his clothing, his body as nude as Joy's, his naked flesh fully exposed to her avid view. As if it were magnetic, his cock, fully erect and turgid, drew to it Joy's fascinated gaze almost immediately.
She gasped in trembling delight before the cruel looking weapon situated at the fork of the man's thighs, and her eyes blazed with her deeply felt lust, her chest heaving with her swift intake of oxygen, her tits oscillating wildly before the lust hungry man.
His eyes blazed as fiercely as the woman's as he ached to send his cock into the sopping cunt of the sex inciting bacchanal. Joy taunted him, causing his lusts to consume him totally, to derange his being and bend it totally to thoughts of sex and of fucking.
"Come get my pussy, you fucker. Come get the sweet pussy you crave so much. Let your cock come into my hole and screw me good and hard, so good and hard that I get the climax I want so fucking bad. Come on, you fucking stud, come get the pussy you want!"
These lewd words had the intended effect on the man, for in a fraction of a moment he had rushed up to the woman and had hurled her madly onto the bed, himself .toppling onto her directly after. The two of them wrestled madly on the mattress, loving every moment of their savage embraces, their lips meeting in a kiss, the mouths of each gliding wetly, maddeningly over the other's.
Joy was mad with lust and tempestuous desire for the fucking she needed. When would the fucker ram her the way she so very much wanted? Her pussy was in an incredible state of great arousal, her vulva completely parted, engorged with vast quantities of blood, the clit huge and throbbing with aching need in the midst of the red, sopping mass of her vulva.
Joy thrashed her legs in an attempt to quell her desires some small bit, but her movements only served to increase her hugely aroused condition, her hips causing earthquake tremors to streak through her ravaged body with great and shattering effect on her. She shook wantonly, and she knew she would have to have the guy fuck her or she would die, just like that on the spot, so great was her tremendous need for good hard cock.
Joy groaned piteously, her head tossing and twisting on the mattress, the bedsprings creaking madly from her oscillating movements, and in a moment she shrieked.
The man had plunged his finger into the wet mass of her aching cunt, and he was now wriggling his index finger maddeningly over her throbbing, aching clitoris. She screamed from the mad delight that digit provoked in her lust crazed body, the clit engorging more than ever, throbbing as if it were a piece of lightning, her hips gyrating helplessly in the grip of her torturing arousal and demanding need of cock.
She needed cock, good hard cock! This became more apparent with the passing of every second, and Joy blurted out the mad truth to the man who was so ardently fingering her aching clit.
"I need your cock in my cunt! Please, send that lovely spear into the hole down there. I need it so very much. Please!"
She tossed madly and menacingly on the mattress, her body killing her with her desire, her cunt clutching in its great misery, her loins sending messages of great need and stimulation coursing through the body of the sex incited woman, her brain in a fever of sheer desperation.
She was mad with her great, overwhelming desire for John's huge, incredible, lovely cock, with the head of it nudging between Joy's thighs in so titillating, maddening a manner, the eye of it pressing into her cunt, getting wet from the vast amount of secretions that flowed from the vulva of the highly excited woman.
Joy stirred her hips uncomfortably, aching in the depths of her being for the ramming the man promised to give her, yet had thus far not come through with. Joy bit her lips in an effort to restrain her great passion.
But all efforts were totally unsuccessful, her desire being so great as to overcome any resistance, to smash any defense, to plow through any reservations, and explode throughout the woman's body like shrapnel, each piece of which acted like a radioactive element to generate radiations of sexuality in her, making her mad and lustful for the great and lovely release of her bliss giving come.
"Fuck me now! Please fuck me now! I have to have your come right now! Please. My cunt is killing me, it's driving me crazy, out of my mind. I need it! I need that cock!"
The voice of the greatly impassioned woman shattered through the room in an explosion of honest need, and the man stirred on her body, his mouth leaving the breasts it had been so ardently sucking, his finger leaving the clit it had been stroking.
He picked up the heavy column of his cock. He gazed at it for a moment, his breath ragged, his need for the woman great and compelling, and Joy gazed at the tool also, and her mind went mad with thoughts of the lovely moments of bliss she would receive shortly now, and she admired the staunch cock, its glans huge, burning, throbbing with the need to penetrate into Joy's cunt.
In a moment, the thrilling tool was actually inside her! Joy shrieked in delight at the savage penetration of the cock into her cunt, the head of the huge staff jamming itself into her tunnel with great might and determination, drubbing its surging way into her depths, pistoning downward in the creamy channel of darkness to the very ends of Joy's sex, the cock ramming her all the way, the base of it pressing up against the widely parted, red pussy lips, the sac of the man's balls also pressed against the large vulva.
Joy raised her legs and placed her heels on the man's waist affording him greatest penetration of her, and he rammed her with increasing speed, each surge of his great column forcing Joy to moan in utter ecstasy, her body shaking and trembling terribly from the fierce fucking she was getting.
The cock drove into her with such ferocity that Joy felt she might be split apart by the savagely punching cock, so fast and fiercely did the long, stiff member stab into the dark, wet tunnel of the woman's pussy.
Over and over again without stopping once, the cock dove straight into the wet tunnel of love, then returned from it wet with the moisture of lubrication, only to dive back into the dark recesses of the woman with greater speed, greater need for her lovely sex.
The man grabbed for Joy's tits as he pummeled her with his angry cock, his fists clenched around the lovely white mounds of flesh as again and again the cock dove into the tunnel and drove Joy out of her ever loving mind.
Joy adhered for the bliss of her orgasm, and felt it grow inside her trembling body as the man rubbed her with his fat cock, streaking into her pussy with all the force of a Nike missile, his cock shearing Joy with the scintillating sensations it sparked in her lovely body.
Her loins jammed up with every downstroke of the cock for she sought to impale herself more deeply on the great spear of the man, giving herself all the more pleasure that way, finding the deeper penetrations more exciting, more wonderful.
How good it was to fuck! She groaned in the delight of it, her eyes clenched, her skin sweating from great effort, her cunt tearing up her mind with its strong emotions and messages of ever increasing lust.
"Uggghhh!" The man suddenly shot his load of sperm into the woman's depths, his cock gushing like a volcanic eruption with its load of scalding lava hot from his loins, and he clenched his hands around the body of the woman, holding her tight to him.
She felt her flesh tight against his, her tits squashed utterly by his strong, impulse driven body. His cock spurted and spurted for an incredibly long while, the load of come juice seeming to be inexhaustible, seeming to come from some primordial source, never ending.
Then Joy herself came. For a while, she had feared that the man would be unable to help her achieve her climax, yet her fears were in vain, for she now came like a wild animal, her climax pouring over her in an inundating ocean of fantastic come.
She poured with climactic secretion, her flow covering the wilting cock in her cunt, and she bucked and tossed around in utter abandon on the mattress, her body broken by her orgasm, yet delighting her with its great bliss.
She screamed without a care in the world as the orgasm crashed and thundered in her body, making her quiver and tremble in delight. The sheer joy of her feeling left her breathless, yet she felt the man's cock in her still flowing cunt and felt it tickle her.
She realized that she wanted more and more of the same thrilling come, wanted it forever and forever, with never a break in the endless chain of climaxes.
CHAPTER X
Her climax had lasted for a while, and Joy had been very sensitively aware of the wilting cock in her open vulva, and she felt the man get up and leave her to endure the utter pleasure of her climax alone.
She heard him leave, her consciousness dimly operating as she was blasted out of her mind by the powerful sensations in her cunt and in the rest of her body as well. She was rolling on the turbulent seas of her erotic emotions, and she loved every second of the journey, her body tossing as though it would capsize any moment and spill her into insanity and madness.
Yet even after having attained such a start of rapture, there came a moment when Joy felt herself come down to the mundane world, her climax leaving her, subsiding with an ineffable sense of loss, for she regretted not having her cunt stimulated again.
For some minutes, Joy lay on the bed, utterly nude, her finger imbedded in her cunt, stroking her throbbing red clit, making it throb all the more, making it turn redder and more achingly painful. She thought about her wonderful trip of a few moments ago, and cried out in the depths of her desperation.
She wanted to fuck again, wanted a cock stroking in her, striking down into her cuntal tunnel and making her shiver with the delight of its avidness and her sexual response! She wanted to respond to an ardent man with an ardent cock! She couldn't live without it. She had to have it.
She was a full blooded woman with her need and desires, and her all consuming need and desire was that of sex. She was a sex machine and knew it. She more than knew it. She loved and reveled in the fact!
"I need to have my cunt fucked by a good hard cock! I have to have my cunt done with a cock! I need a cock! I need a man's cock to ram me good and hard!"
She screamed out her need with all the might of her strong lungs, and her voice carried to everyone in the apartment. Joy hoped it would, for she wanted to have some stud come in and fuck her as she had pleaded.
She had loved the way the first man had fucked her in the cunt, yet what she didn't like was the way he had run out on her, leaving her alone with the screamings of her sexual need. She realized that she was a woman in desperate straits. She felt her cunt sparkle and burn with the lust for another cock, and she felt the moistness of her secretions, knew that they had coated her legs and thighs, her vulva and vagina.
She had had her good ramming, and though any ordinary woman might have been quite satisfied with the exquisite climax Joy had received, and might even have thought that the notion of having more sex, right away, was repulsive and lewd, Joy wanted more sex more than anything else. She had to have it. She burned inside for it, yearned for it with all the honesty she was capable of.
Thinking of her terrible need made her feel sorry for herself, and she began to cry, meanwhile sticking her finger in her cunt and masturbating, her clit driving her to insanity as well as to sorrow.
What utter horror it was to need a fucking and not be able to get it right away! It was sheer, unadulterated torture!
Yet in the moment of her deepest dejection, sorrow and fear, in came a man. He had evidently heard her plea.
"You lovely cunt!" he exclaimed. "I'm going to give your sex the drubbing it asked for, and I'm going to send you to your orgasm."
"Yes," Joy encouraged, her mind brightening right away, and she looked at the man as he quickly took off all his clothing, his cock swinging in the air, bobbing menacingly, the huge glans of it pierced by a large distended eye, an eye which glared at Joy in the heat of its great and overwhelming passion for her.
Joy gasped at the sight of the huge cock, her body trembling in anticipation of the ramming the man promised to give her, and she felt her breath become labored, her exhalations coming in hot jets of air, her tits bobbing up and down with her great emotion. She was going to get the fucking she so badly needed.
Great! This was manna from heaven, and Joy fully appreciated it, for her craving for it was immense, more than normal, for she began to think in these moments that all she really lived for was the pleasure of having her come, of getting her body stimulated to the point where it sent her to the vast bliss of her come, her body breaking climax.
The man started forward. The woman lay seductively on the bed, her legs splayed out enticingly, her cunt fully open to his leering view, the woman watching him with mounting excitement as he came closer and closer with every second, his cock fully erect, hard, stiff, aching to ram into her sexual tube and fuck her like a tree trunk.
Joy could tell easily enough how desperately the man wanted her. Had he had sex already this evening? Had some cunt sucked him off already, made him come in her mouth, drinking in the juice of his sexual fulfillment? Joy wondered these lust provoking thoughts as the man approached, and felt her cunt twinge with new need, twist inside her with the force of her second arousal of the evening, the second glorious stimulation of the night.
She glared at the love giving cock of the man, watching in rapt fascination as it bobbed up and down, swing from side to side at the fork of the man's hairy legs, the base of it so very thick, covered with a thick growth of springy black pubic hair.
She ached for the cock with the very purest, most essential part of her being, and her cunt screamed out its need to her, making her shiver uncontrollably in front of the fast coming man, causing him to grow more excited for the woman on the bed, causing him to gaze at her with eyes blazing with great, savage, uncontrollable and domineering lust for her.
He stood only inches from her, his great staff of a cock directly in front of Joy's face, the bulbous head of it almost touching the pursed, ruby lips of the woman, almost making contact with the moist skin of her mouth, and Joy found herself salivating for the huge, angry cock, felt the dribble of saliva in her oral cavern as she thought of taking the huge staff into her mouth and sucking it, as perhaps a different woman had already done.
She became consumed with the lewd thought, her mouth swimming in the water of her saliva, her eyes focused intently on the huge cock, gazing at it with wonder and bewilderment both intertwined, her consciousness now understanding only her driving need to have the cock inside of her, in her mouth or her cunt or her ass.
How she ached for that great lance of the man! Her fingers formed claws at her sides as they enacted the turmoil deep within the lovely folds of her curvesome body, her limbs throbbing with the need to have her sexual desires fulfilled. Her thoughts on the cock titillated the man, and he pushed the cock those crucial fractions of an inch forward, and the cock was on her lips! The huge glans of the monster was actually on the lips of the woman, and Joy felt a blank form in her brain as she responded with a wild pounding desire to the cock.
"Oh god," she moaned, licking the flaming staff, her tongue curling around it, moistening it, making it shine with the sheen of her oral liquids, Joy loving the hard form of the cock as her tongue passed over the length of it in full lewdness, the lips of the woman falling to the base of the tool, her nose breathing in the lust inducing odor of the member and making her more and more dizzy with her arousal as she finally plunged her lips fully onto the sac of the man's balls, kissing the brown, sparsely -haired skin of it, her tongue setting it as it had the cock itself.
The man moaned in satisfaction and joy as the woman made him grow hotter and hotter for her, made his cock bob up and down with the lunging, uncontrollable need to gush his seed into the woman, to make her feel the heat of his lust and ardor for her.
His eyes gazed on the licking woman, marveling at her great beauty and great lewdness, and he became more desirous of jamming his great tool into her, setting her on fire with the touch of his magic lance. He licked his lips as the woman licked his cock. Marks of great strain were evident on his face, his eyes clenching every so often as the woman's tongue curled along the sensitive under side of the long, gorgeous, yet monstrous shaft.
He ached to plunge the long mammoth cock into the cunt of the woman, and in a second he started to climb onto her body, unable to restrain his sexual impulse any longer.
"I have to fuck you! I can't wait any longer. I have to fuck you!" His voice was choked, full of need, and he shoveled his cock in the groaning form of Joy, her eyes closed as the cock entered her depths, surged into her with a force that left her breathless and in awe, her body trembling and shaking in frenzy, her tits undulating, her hips swaying, her mind crazed by the terrifying need for her sexual come.
Over and over again the man punched his needy cock into the cunt of the woman, and she screamed out her need.
"Fuck me harder, fuck me harder with that murdering tool of yours! Fuck, fuck!"
In obedience to her lustful request, the man slammed his cock into her all the harder, no longer caring for her safety as he slammed up into her meat, his cock surging into her for its full depth, his need so great as to make him squeeze Joy's rubbery breasts with great and painful force, his eyes clenched in the battle for his come in the woman.
Joy streaked her fingers over the man, urging him to more fury in his already furious efforts to fuck her, to get himself the satisfaction that his cock demanded of him, and to give Joy her long and ardently sought come.
Without thought he slammed into her again and again, going in and out of the tearing woman, her cunt so very loose, his cock gliding in easily for its full length, Joy screaming in her great pleasure, shrieking in her agony.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Her climax was upon her! It exploded unexpectedly, breaking her body and her senses, making her shriek as she never had before, making her tremble like a leaf in a hurricane wind. How great was her immense joy! She loved it, loved the cock still surging in her depths, seeking its own fantastic come.
The man was sucking and kissing her breasts, molding them to the savage tempo of his whipping lusts, the lusts which drove him to piston the woman in relentless pursuit of his orgasm, till finally he spurted into her, gave her the taste of his love potion, his cock spewing its copious amount into her and coating her cunt with its fragrant seed.
CHAPTER XI
Yet such was the awesome power of her slave driving cunt that even a second fucking wasn't enough for Joy, and she craved a third, and perhaps a fourth as well.
She didn't know, did not consciously think out her plans. All she knew was that her body needed to be serviced, needed the carnal pleasure of sex, and needed it now.
The second man to fuck her left just as the first had, leaving Joy alone in the folds of her carnal bliss, yet when she awoke from that marvelous sexual region, she knew that she had to have relief again, for her cunt yearned for more and more stimulation, broke her lovely, curvy body with the fact of her great and worsening need.
Her cunt clutched and squirmed inside of her groin, and she sweated in the realization that she had to have still another cock, had to have satisfaction once more.
"Oh God, please save me. Send me a cock, a cock that will screw me and make me happy!"
Tears welled in her beautiful eyes, for she was wracked and torn by her need, for it never left her alone, was never satisfied, was always screaming for more cock, for more sex, for more lewdness.
The condition she was in was unnatural, yet she could do nothing about it, even loved it for the consummate bliss of the orgasms she experienced. Now, in the throes of a new desperation, she cried out the fact of her bodily pain, cried out the need which coursed through her like a storm and didn't let her have rest and peace, drove her on without mercy, forever, endlessly.
Her cunt jerked inside her pelvis, and Joy knew a pain such as few women know ever in their whole lives. She knew the pain of a raging cunt which gave her no rest, which cried out for its lustful satisfaction.
It was impossible for her to live her life under such miserable conditions, and Joy knew it, yet could do nothing about it. She closed her eyes and cried in her utter misery. She needed cock more desperately than she needed life itself. Indeed, a cock was life to her now, for only with a cock surging inside her pussy, inside the warm, moist confines of her vaginal tube, could she find the joys which she so craved and needed.
She was driven by her own flaying body to have sex over and over again, to get her orgasm many times at once, in order to quell her desires in even the smallest manner whatsoever. Her cunt was in control of her life, and the hold that her sex had over her was utter and relentless. Would she have it any other way?
No! No, Joy thought, no. This is the way I want to live my life. I want to have cocks streaming into me and giving me pleasure. That's what a woman is for in the long run. She exists for sex, and her greatest pleasure is in having endless satisfaction. I need a cock, I need a cock always, and now more than ever! She opened her mouth and screamed out what she wanted. Yet something happened that surprised her.
As soon as she had opened her luscious mouth, in came a cock! The man who owned it must have stolen in, she decided, yet the cock was there in all its resplendent glory, huge and aching for her, the magic glans of it full and impossibly large, the eye on it glaring at Joy with the familiar savage hunger.
The man leered at Joy, and laughed as if he were mocking the pain she was in. He taunted her with his cock. Joy gaped at the swinging member in abject horror, for in those moments, she knew the severest pain that it is possible to know. She knew the pain of absolute desperation, and her body skewered her on the cross of her sex, her hips gyrating wildly on the bed, her cunt killing her with its new need and desire for stimulation by the cock at hand.
Tears welled in the eyes of the lovely, desperate woman. Joy reached out for the cock, her lovely, small white hand asking for the huge weapon as a child asks for candy.
"Please, let me hold that cock!" Her eyes were avid with lust, yet her voice was soft, from having been much used.
The man glared at her, and Joy cried out the desperate tears of her sexual want, her hand reaching out still farther, till finally it managed to encircle the cock and have it in its small palm. In great joy, not knowing what to do, she pulled on the big member, the man yelling in complete pain.
Joy was now utterly bewildered, the shouts assaulting her ears in a most frightening manner, and her cunt meanwhile killing her with its mammoth needs, making her hang onto the cock as if it were a life saver, which it was, for without it, Joy would have been completely lost, her sex driving her to the peaks of madness and lust.
With a mad motion, the man pulled his cock from the hold of the woman on it, and he glared at her with a mixture of great pain and rage, yet Joy only looked at him with the same passion blazing eyes as before, for the touch of the great cock had done much to fire her up even more than before, her cunt angry as never before, wanting the pleasure of a cock inside it, just as Joy's hand had had a cock on top of it.
The man was fuming in his desire for the woman, and he grabbed one of her tits and applied his mouth to it, sucking on the white expanse of skin, the tongue flicking at the brown, puckered nipples, making the tit become covered with his saliva as the tongue passed over the scintillating skin. Joy closed her eyes in the great anguish of her pleasure.
She loved the way he was sucking on her two mounds, and wanted him never to stop, the pleasure being so very great, yet there were other pressing matters at hand. Her cunt ached for the man's cock, and as Joy felt the cock press against her skin from the man's standing position, her lusts swirled up to greater and greater heights, making her know a need she had never experienced before.
Her body was the scene of a great battle within her, for she did not know whether to cry for shame at her desperate condition, or to cry for happiness at the great pleasure she would get when finally the man fucked her with his great, massive cock, punching into her cunt with all the force of a bolt of pure lightning.
Joy tossed in the utter depravity of her overwhelming need and desire.
"Won't you fuck me now, when I need it so bad? Won't you kill me with that tool of yours? Stick it into my cunt? Please shove it into me now! I need it desperately! My cunt is eating me up!" Joy shouted out to him her great need for his tool.
The man listened with pricked up ears at the lust provoking words of the woman as she squirmed on the bed in the utter misery of her great arousal, aching with the passion of her body.
She needed sex this minute, her cunt spiralling messages of utter titillation through her loins and belly and tits, through the whole of her body as she lay helplessly on the bed in front of the man, her eyes closed as if she had lost all hope.
The man gazed at her with a burning need in his cock, the member practically sending up smoke in its fantastic arousal at the sound of the woman's salacious pleas. With hard lust streaking through her pussy, singeing and burning her with untold force, she shoved her own finger into the aching mass in desperation, seeking to eliminate her need.
This action aroused the man immensely, and he pulled the fingers out of the cunt and replaced them with his mouth. Over and over the man's tongue flicked maddeningly over the throbbing bud of the woman's longing clit, stroking and caressing the little genital as it stormed within Joy's body, whipping up her lusts to a fever pitch, whipping them up so high that she could not bear the condition, knowing that it would kill her unless she got some relief.
The only relief she craved came in the form of a man's hard, thick, aching cock! Oh, how much she needed one right now, wanting the huge tool in her pussy.
"Ahhh," she moaned as the tongue touched off a storm of delight in her frantic body, her clit killing her with its murderous twistings and throbbings, the little female penis fully engorged with her hot, sexual blood, fully red and utterly sensitive, utterly maddening as the man's tongue stroked it with painful swipes.
Joy shivered to his pleasure provoking actions. She had to have her full release, which meant she had to have him fuck her in cunt style, with no other substitutes making her feel quite as good as a tool in her warm pussy.
"I need your delicious cock in my cunt. Can't you get that through your head? I have to have that tool in me. In me now! Get that fat cock of yours in me now before I die from need for it. Please, please!"
The man gazed at Joy, loving the torturing feelings he had made inside her body with his flicking tongue in her pussy, but now he wanted to stick his manhood into her as she wanted, and he got on top of her, forcing her thighs to spread apart even more, to admit him into their parts, his cock dangling perilously onto the red mass of Joy's vulva.
The huge head of the cock was so incredible in its fantastic hugeness, unbelievable in the breadth of it. It was a cock for a race of giants, and when Joy saw it fully in the delirium of her great need, her head dizzy from the torture that without respite streaked through her body from her cunt to her brain, touching all places between and below, she shrieked in the fear of one who has pleaded for something which will prove harmful.
"Oh no! That cock will kill me, it's so huge! I can't have it in me, yet I must! I need it so very badly, and your cock knows it. I can see how badly it wants to climb into my pussy, to skewer my clasping cunt. Yet it's so terrifyingly thick. It'll split me apart with its force and fatness."
"Shut up. You're going to get this cock up your cunt and you're going to love it. You're going to cry out in sheer pleasure. That's what you're going to do. Do you hear me? You're going to love the way my cock is going to spear into your pussy!"
The man was incredibly aroused, saliva dripping from his twisted mouth as he spoke to Joy in such lust charged words. Her mind went haywire when she heard the man talk to her in that manner, for she was so very in need of the cock he had that his quiet savagery, his sure tone of voice acted to let loose from their moorings all the desires that had not been given full vent yet.
She screamed in the frantic center of her fantastic need for the man to ram into her. She gazed as if magnetized to the lunging cock at the fork of her legs, the huge red fullness of it intimidating and vastly arousing, the sac of balls tight, the carpet of black springy pubic hairs very thick, glinting in the light of the ceiling, almost blinding joy, wet from the man's sweat.
In a moment he had his huge staff of a cock in the palm of his large hand, hefting the weight of the heavy column, savoring the throbbing need of it, gazing at its aching redness.
Joy was open mouthed as she watched. Her body was open too, her vulval lips incredibly parted, the lips fully engorged with pulsing blood, the hair fringed labia being now exquisitely sensitive to touch whether by finger or cock or tongue, and they still scintillated as if struck by a current of electricity from the fantastic tonguing Joy had received a while ago.
She felt incredible, completely available to the man, who so very desperately wanted her, his eyes popping with lust and desire as he watched the cunt before him. He aimed his great column of heavy manhood at the opening of the woman's vaginal tube.
Slowly the cock descended on the woman's vulva at last. After the passing of much tension and a few sobs of need, the flaring rod touched the hot skin of the vulva, touched the red, wet mass of starved sex, and Joy trembled from the top of her body to her toes.
She was going to get her relief at last, was going to be fucked from here to kingdom come! She heaved in gratitude and anticipation, waiting impatiently for the man to ram her with his blazing torch full of the pungent seed of man. She ached to feel the palpitations of her orgasming cunt, ached for the summit of her carnal satisfaction and would settle for nothing less than that shattering, stimulating and absolutely ecstatic release, her body having worked up to a fever pitch in its preparation for the climax it so frantically craved.
The cock was in her! Joy shrieked out the pleasure of the cruel penetration, and she wrapped her arms around the man as he toppled on her, grabbing for her lovely breasts, Joy running her fingers over his neck as he smashed into her cunt with his flaring forge of a cock, the tool driving into her without mercy, drubbing into her deeper and deeper with the passing of each moment, the cruel, thick head of the member forcing her to open her vagina to let it pass, making her scream with the fantastic emotions of her great pleasure.
She rolled her hips, making the cock slosh in her, making it touch the sides of her vagina more thrillingly, giving her the pleasure she needed with such viciousness, her whole body flaunting its immense power to compel her to its needs. Her cunt clutched at the cock in her wet tunnel, and the spasming sent lightning bolts of delight coursing through the tossing woman's sex ravaged body as she experienced the wonder of the man's ramming of her.
The man was squeezing hard on Joy's twin mounds, the tits sending their own symphony of joy on its threading and gripping way through her sweat soaked body and she knew full well the desperation of her deep desire for she ached more than ever to have the bliss of her climax upon her, to feel the surge of her own body as it played on the tossing sea of the orgasm, spasming and bucking as if in a fit of epilepsy.
Yes, that's what she wanted, to feel the full effects of the man's fucking, to feel the cock smash her to the fullness of her orgasmic release right this minute.
She had to have that awful come, had to have her satisfaction. She groaned in the grip of her great passion and emotion, and she knew full well in her dizzy brain that she would die from the come, if she didn't get it and if it wasn't explosive as she wanted it.
Joy was in terror of her own great need, in abject fear of the hunger which drove her to commit this act of fornication in savage pursuit of her thrilling come. How she ached for it, how she needed it!
'Fuck me harder with that cock of yours! Jam it into me much harder! Kill my cunt with it, make it explode into a come that I'll never forget, a come that'll shatter my sense and make me scream like a banshee! Make me come! Make me come now!" Joy was in a terrible state of arousal.
Yet, though she was lost on the seas of an incredible fury of lust, she could make out, dimly, the entry of a second man, who stood for a moment aghast and fully lustful when he saw what was happening in the room. He gulped his drink and threw away the glass. In a moment he had divested himself of his pants and was running to Joy, his cock swinging in the air.
Her head tossing, Joy watched the cock come closer and gaped at it in fascination while the man on top of her fucked her body furiously, straining to get himself to the pitch of his own climax, his breath coming in great, exhausted pants from his fully distended, flaring nostrils.
He was blazing with lust, and yet this second man was now here to fuck Joy as well, to send his cock into her body, where it would deposit its gushing load of sperm. Joy gazed in abject amazement at the second man's cock, the huge monster fully open to her lewd viewing of it.
She watched it bob up and down for her, dancing with its fuming and deep need for her, and in a moment, not knowing quite what had happened, Joy found her mouth full of the delicious meat of the cock, and she naturally began to suck on it. Her original surprise was replaced in full measure by great and magnificent lust for the man's strange tool, and her tongue worked furiously on the magic staff.
The man put his arms around the woman's head, holding it steady on his cock, and Joy tongued frantically, loving the tight stiffness of the blazing tool, her tongue making it glisten with wet saliva, her tongue also feeling the throbbing pulse of blood as it coursed over the circumference of the staff on its way back to the heart.
Oh, what a cock the man had. Magnificent, thought Joy, in the happiness of her sucking of it, and smelling the man's odor of sex, and feeling the strong grasp of his hands on her head as he helped her to suck him off. She became aware of a growing lust in herself, felt her body vibrate to the tune of a sexual beat inside her cunt, and she gyrated her hips in wild abandon as she received a fucking in her pussy and her mouth.
What a glorious come she would get, she thought in the outer registers of her awareness, and she felt a great shivering happiness grow in her voluptuous body, and she knew that her come was close at hand, reveling in the premonitory shakings of her body on the bed, the springs creaking madly, as if they were screaming for her to climax, and Joy felt her body go loose.
"Oh, I can feel it coming! I can feel my come build in my body. My tits! Squeeze them for me, hurry. I needed a pressure! Please make me come faster. Make my cunt come apart with its explosion of orgasmic release. I need it! I feel it happening. I feel it!"
Joy had made it to the mountain peaks of sexual fulfillment! She had made it to the bliss of her fantastic come. She screamed out her happiness, screamed out the fact of her consummate bliss on Earth.
She bucked wildly while the two men had their cocks in her and were fucking her like crazy, desperate for their own fantastic release. The cock in her cunt rammed into her with a will, fucking for all it was worth, cramming into the woman for its full length, and then withdrawing only to come back into her with just as much fury and even more force than before.
The man with the cock in her mouth also fucked her hard, jamming his hips into Joy's face, forcing his cock into her.
In a moment the incredible happened! Both men came at exactly the same time, and Joy was hosed by come in her cunt and in her mouth at the same time. This was too much! Joy couldn't take this kind of intensely stimulating treatment, and she felt herself black out with delirious happiness.
CHAPTER XII
The next day was filled with dreams and conjurings, the imagination running wild with the remembrance of her wild activities of the past night.
In the morning she had been fucked by the butler, and the two bellhops again, loving it, and at night Joe, the disco owner, came home and fucked her again.
She loved it, was wild with the sheer delight of her carnal nature. Was anything in the world more worthwhile than sex? Was there any other activity which satisfied so immediately and with such force? For the life of her Joy could not think of a single thing. It seemed obvious to her that her body was the one thing which was all important to her well being, and she determined to see to it that she got what she needed when she needed it.
In bed that night, she felt unhappy, for the fucking she had gotten from Joe, although satisfying, left her with a residue of desire, her cunt aching for continued stimulation.
Yet Joe was unable to satisfy her after the first screw. He wasn't able to get his cock hard and lustful after the first time. The member just wouldn't get rigid for Joy, and the woman took it almost as a personal insult, thinking that the cock had rejected her.
Joe assured her that this was only in her imagination, and that he was damn sure his cock thought well of her. The fucking she had gotten from it was proof of this, he had told her, caressing her tits.
Yet Joy was not so sure as he was, and when Joe fell asleep beside her, Joy stayed awake, pondering the matter long and ardently, wondering if she should take Joe at his word.
Once she touched the member, caressed it as the man slept beside her, yet her wish for it to grow strong and rigid for her cunt went unfulfilled, and the cock remained wilted and paltry. Joy was angry with the anger of a woman who hadn't gotten what she wanted. She was peeved and in the mood for revenge.
For long hours she lay in her bed, her finger stroking her clit, her cunt sopping. She began to cry bitter tears of rejection, and she hated the wilted cock in Joe's loins. She hated it with a vengeance.
"Why don't you love me the way I need you to? Why won't you give me the pleasure and satisfaction I crave so desperately?"
She recalled the wonderful delights of the evening before, and of the morning, and she became very incensed with self righteous anger. What was there to be done?
Joy examined the situation carefully. She could stay in bed and go to sleep, or she could stay in bed and touch herself off, which would be nice, or she could go out and get some guy to fuck her the way she wanted. That was an exciting idea. Yes, she wanted that. She wanted a man with a hard on to come and make her reach the climax she so very much needed right now.
What else could a woman do, who had so overpowering a sense of her bodily needs, who was driven to the depths of desperation by the clit and cunt between her legs? She was being made to do what she needed. She had to have cock, and Joy decided right that moment that she would just have to go and find it that night.
She gave Joe's cock a last touch, hoping to make it hard for her so that she would not have to get dressed to go out and find a man with a good hunk of his sex ready for her, yet Joe's column just wouldn't get stiff and angry for her. Joy had no choice left to her, but to get up and go.
Quickly she dressed, putting on a see-through gown of very sheer material, her tits very plainly evident through it and she put on a more opaque robe. On second consideration, she took off the robe and left on only the gown. That wouid fire up a man much more, she decided. Licking her lips to make them moist and glistening, she padded out of the room, taking care to leave Joe undisturbed and cursed the flaccid cock.
Once out in the hall, Joy felt a moment of exhilaration and also a good measure of fear, for what if harm should come to her. Couldn't there be mad men and maniacs about, even in the apartment house, men ready to defile and harm her? Yes, there might be, but this possibility only added spice to the adventure she was setting out on. She had to go through danger in order to satisfy her raving cunt! Joy started out through the brightly lit corridors.
By the row of elevators, she spied a man in pajamas, who evidently was going out for something. She appraised him in an instant, looking him over quickly, and decided that he very possibly could give her what she so desperately needed. The man was in his twenties, and he looked like he had a good cock, and that's exactly what Joy needed at the moment.
She brazenly walked up to where he was and stood next to him. She was very acutely aware of the effect she made on him. He was interested as hell. He couldn't keep his eyes off her body, and his gaze stole into the crevice of her plainly exposed tits, reveling in the wonderful valley, and then he dropped his gaze to her cunt, glorying in the thick growth of pubic hair there. He swallowed hard.
Joy gave him a long, seductive look, a look which left little to be misunderstood, and at the same time she raised her hand to her breasts and massaged them sensuously, feeling her body respond to her own touch, loving the thrill that coursed through her whole anatomy as she caressed herself, her hand molding her luscious breast erotically before the excited man.
Joy stole a look at his cock. It made a huge tent in the bottom of his pajamas. He was hard! His cock was hard for her, for her cunt! Joy's heart dropped as she gazed in fascination at the member out-lined by the red material, and her mind went blank except for one thing: that she had to have the fucking she needed so very desperately, the fucking she had come out to get.
She looked from the cock up to the man's eyes, and she whispered, her breath almost having left her in her great arousal, "I need your loving. I have to have my sex. I'll go mad without it. Do you hear me? I don't want you to think me strange or unordinary. I'm just very honest with myself about my bodily needs. Do you understand? I have to have my sex, right now. I can't stand not having it! I have to have it right now. Please fuck me! Fuck me now!"
Joy was shouting wildly, and the man was watching her with his eyes popping at her speech and her gorgeous body.
He wanted her all right. His cock was out a foot from his body. It was so unbelievably long and hard, and Joy gazed at it with sheer want and desire in her eyes, her body scintillating and telling her to fuck this man on the spot.
She needed him so badly, and she let out a sigh of relief when he took her by the waist and kissed her with great passion, his lips surging over hers, gliding smoothly over the wet mouth of the woman. She wrapped her arms around him, and pressed herself close to him, her tits squashed against his body, her cunt screaming for its cruel impalement, calling out its terrible need to her, making her think of nothing else.
Her eyes closed in the horror of her wants, her sexy body driving her to the heights of insanity, to the depths of abject need. Her hand ran over the man's body and she grabbed his huge mast of a cock, holding the throbbing fullness of the member in her hand, pressing the thick staff, loving the fullness of it, loving the mass of balls at its base, the balls which were so instrumental in sending seed into her impoverished and needy cunt.
How she ached to feel that cock already in her, surging with the desperation of great desire. She longed for it more than for anything else in the whole world at this moment, and she realized that her cunt was driving her to absolute distraction and was making her unable to think of anything other than her glorious come. She had to have it right away.
She ground her body into the man and felt his hard cock, tried to push it into her groin. The man groaned from the stimulating treatment, his cock growing much larger, incredibly larger, as the woman caressed it, pleaded to it in the agony of her great and demolishing arousal.
"Hurry, come with me. i have an apartment a few doors down the hall."
Joy went willingly, running with him. He wanted her so much, she thought with a smile, her body tingling with the imagined thought of his cock growing big just for her, just for her hot and dripping pussy.
How desperate she was for him could be gauged by the state of her pussy, the red, throbbing vulva wet to the point of great overflow with the liquids of lubrication, the sweet drops of it falling from her legs as she ran through the hall.
Once in the room, the man tossed Joy onto the bed and toppled furiously onto her lovely, aching body, eager to fuck her with his great staff of a cock, eager to surge into the confines of her soaked and steaming pussy hole. What a cunt she had. She was aching for him to ram her. She wanted him so very much, her arousal painful to her in its sheer intensity.
There was nothing now that would stop her from getting the satisfaction she craved to get, from getting the blissful fulfillment of her shattering and glorious come. If there were any way to speed up the arrival of her come she would have used it without any fuss or hesitation at all. Perhaps technology would find a way of doing this.
You must have faith in technology, she thought to herself, as the man planted his lips on her tits with all the passion of a sex starved man, his lips dripping wet saliva all over the expanse of her skin, the nipples being bitten by the man's white teeth, Joy screaming in the rapture of her explosive sexual feelings, her voracious cunt wide open and pleading for the man to charge into her with his valiant cock blazing with the light of his greatly aroused lusts.
Joy raked her fingers over the man's now naked flesh, his clothes having been torn off in an instant as he hurried to divest himself of all that might come between his body and Joy's, and she scratched him with her long, pointed, feminine nails, drawing streaks of red blood on his back, not deep at all, just hurting him enough to let him know how great her need of him was.
Joy mewed in the insensate depths of her great need, her body driving her to the edge of consciousness, her cunt flaying her with its strong, impossible to ignore demands.
"Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! I'm burning for that lovely cock of yours! Please let me have it up my cunt. Please murder me with that gorgeous hunk of manhood. I ache!"
Joy was in a perfect frenzy of absolute and imprisoning desire for her fucking, and the man well knew this. His hands trailed lusciously over her form, digging at her flesh, kneading it, caressing it, molding it, loving it, the fingers finding their way to her ass cheeks and squeezing the flesh of those lovely and enticing forms with a strength that came of great and driving sexual need.
The man was a furnace of desire for the woman, his cock now grown huge and flaring in his loins, and Joy, feeling the heat of it, cried out in her aching need for it.
"Ohhh," she moaned over and over again, feeling the man dig his fingers into her red, hot cunt, feeling him probe inside the red mush of her vulva till it found the throbbing clit which was driving her so expertly to insanity, was making her life a pure gob of misery as she found herself in the desperate position of a woman in yearning need of her fulfillment.
It was a terrible feeling, Joy thought, yet she loved it for the promise of bliss that was inherent in it. She wanted to be zapped out of her mind with her come, and she moved her hands over the man's body in a frantic effort to find his cock, to hold that terrible instrument, to press on its vast length, and give it the nuzzling attention it craved, the pulse of it forcing her mind to take heed of the burning staff of sex.
Her slim, white hand found the cock, and avidly she took hold of it, clamping her fingers down on the tool, feeling it pulse in her grasp, and at the same time feeling her clit drive her mad as the man stimulated it expertly with his fingers, touching the little genital, teasing it till Joy thought she would go mad with the delight which the man induced in her, which he caused to course through her sex maddened body with all the impact and force of a hurricane storm, a storm which made her roll and rock on the mattress.
Yes, she wanted the man to fuck her right now. She was ready for it. She was so ready for it, she started to cry under the explosive impact of his great caresses, his lips killing her tits with mad, pulsing sensations, making her toes twist and shake on the bed with the mad feelings of desire which made her go crazy with terrible and terrifying need.
She was in a state of supreme torture, the man digging and clawing at her cunt, his mouth planting feverish kisses on Joy's tits, her own lips parted with the pleasure she was getting, her eyes closed, her consciousness in shreds, and promising to get lost completely.
She knew that in the condition she was in right now, a whole army could come in and start to fuck her and she would welcome every jack man of them with open arms and parted pussy lips.
She was in a state! Her whole being focused on her need to come. Yet the man was not fucking her yet. He was merely driving her more and more to the brink of insanity, the brink which she dreaded so badly due to the fact of her being always so close to it, her body whipping her to insane pitches of desire that lingered with her always.
Her hair was splayed out on the mattress in an abandoned manner, the man squashing it occasionally as he let her tits go to caress some other portion of her lovely and thrilling body.
"Fuck me now, you bastard. I'm going absolutely crazy for you. I have to have your cock!"
Joy was shouting wildly, her eyes tearing, the tears streaking down her face, staining her cheek, the salt burning her flesh. She thrashed about wildly in the heat of her very great arousal, and she knew she had to have what she wanted.
In a moment she was certain relief was at hand, for the man stirred on her body, shifted his form, and took his cock in his large, strong hand. He was going to fuck her at last, at long last! He was going to ram into her with all the pent up force of his vast arousal, but which could not match the arousal of Joy.
She was far gone in the seas of her slave driving passion. The huge blaring head of the weapon streaked into the hole of the cunt with a savagery that Joy thrilled to, the hardness of the member making her quake in the bed, the springs of it singing out their encouragement.
The man took heed and drove into her with a force that increased exponentially with each thrust, so that in no time at all his cock was driving into the open and wet cunt orifice with all the force of a locomotive piston.
He was so hot for her! He was kissing her tits in wild displays of complete abandon to his passion, his mouth ovaling the form of the brown nipples and sucking in on them with a furious intake of breath, the effect on Joy being unmeasured, so great and shattering was it.
She squealed in the grip of her lusts, the cock drubbing her good and hard, the way she wanted to be fucked. That was the only way to be fucked, she thought in the wild maelstrom of her come activity. The only way to be fucked was good and hard up your cunt, your legs parted wide for the raging cock in you, the little fury driving into you as if there were no tomorrow, not caring if it smashed you to bits in its wild drive for utter satisfaction.
Her cunt was killing her with its messages of growing lust. Her cunt couldn't possibly grow more lustful than it was already, for she was at the height of excitement, her mind telling her that if she got more excitement, she would burst from having so much of it, yet on and on it came in an unending stream, her cunt doing more than its share in making her mind go crazy with need.
Suddenly the man gripped her with a savage force, and Joy felt his cock grow larger for a moment, then felt the incredible blast of his sperm as it shot out of the cannon cock, coating her with the ejaculation, the smell of the burning lava hitting her nose and making her nearly faint, yet the time to faint was not now.
For she was aware of the palpitations of her come sex apparatus, aware that her come was upon her, was imminent. Not only was it imminent, but it was actually here, shattering her body and mind, making her know the true fruits of womanhood, letting her know the impact of her own sex.
She flowed and flowed, occasionally hearing the man groan his own rapture, her own being so great as to wipe out her consciousness.
"That was a real great fuck, baby," the man said, his voice still thick with sex and the ecstasy of his come.
Joy barely stirred, still deep in the throes of her incredible orgasm, the orgasm she so desperately needed, her body never ceasing its endless torturous cry for more and more sex.
"Hey," the man said, "shaking her limp shoulder roughly, "up! Like I said, you're a great fuck, baby, but let's go. You can't stay."
"What?" Joy asked, her eyes slowly opening. Had she heard him correctly? Was he telling her to get out? No, that was impossible. She had given herself to him and he had enjoyed every minute of her lovely body. No man would simply fuck her and tell her to leave.
"I said," the man repeated, "it was fine. But it's time to go."
"No!" Joy wailed, her voice filled with despair and anguish. "No! You loved me. You needed me. You can't," her voice trailed off as tears streamed down her pale cheeks.
It was true. He was telling her to go. He was like all the others. She should have known. There was no one who would keep her and satisfy her forever. There was no man man enough to do that.
Suddenly her mind went blank. She sprang from the bed in a fury of rage and despair, screaming wildly, she fled the man's apartment. Not knowing where she was going or what she was doing. Her body devoured her whole.
With a screeching wail she gave herself up to her body, hurling through the hall, crashing through the pane glass window in the hallway, she soared through space. Free at last of her insatiable body.
