The advent of a more liberal society has revolutionized the life of the modern American woman, opening up new vistas both professionally and personally. As with most social revolutions, however, the changes are apt to be slow and sporadic, leaving untouched many of those it hopes to reach.
One occupation, that of the waitress, reflects the uneven progress of social change, women entering this field have long been considered slow witted and dull with little consideration given to their true personalities or capabilities.
Living in this shadow and its traditions, the woman in this story casts a new light onto a profession long stereotyped. Both ambitious and adventurous, she finds herself suddenly confronted by a sexual liberalism which challenges her.
EAT OUT WITH THE WAITRESS-a chronicle of our times. The story of a woman trapped in a tide of social change.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Turn around again, slowly this time," Jim said, settling back on the couch as the luscious blonde pivoted for him.
The short, tight waitress' uniform accented her long, shapely legs and tiny waist. And the low neckline revealed her large, creamy tits. Her cleavage was long and deep, and her tit flesh sleek and firm.
Jim smirked at her, cocking his head and asked: "Just how badly do you want this job?"
There was no mistaking his meaning. Bonnie swallowed hard, bracing herself.
Her situation was desperate. She had divorced Tod six months before and he had dropped out of sight, not paying her a cent of alimony. She had used up all of her savings, and had searched fruitlessly for a job during the past few months. This waitressing position was her last hope.
Would it really be so terrible to spread her legs for a job? She wondered as she looked at the restaurant manager again. He was dark and lanky, with a craggy, masculine face. Very handsome, she decided.
"I ... I want the job, Mr. Forbes," she said in a soft, high voice.
"Glad to hear it," he replied, relaxing back against the couch. "Now, why don't you show me just how much you want it? You can start by taking off that uniform and showing me that fabulous body of yours."
She didn't even try to protest. She had seen it coming. There were at least thirty girls who had applied for the job. She knew that, while her spectacular body undoubtedly compared favorably with theirs, she would still have to swallow her pride. She would have to let the manager fuck her. If she didn't, he would pass over her for a less inhibited girl.
She nodded and smiled at him as seductively as she could, trying to keep from shaking. Reaching back behind her, she tugged down on the zipper and exhaled as it gave, allowing her gigantic tits to tumble out of the top.
"Shit, honey, that's quite a pair," Jim rasped, leaning forward and eyeing her fat, creamy tits.
She blushed furiously under his lusty gaze but continued with her strip tease, wriggling and shimmying out of the sexy little outfit. She let it slide down her legs and fall around her ankles, then she kicked it aside.
Standing there in her black hose, panties and high heeled shoes, with her wavy blonde hair falling down her back, she looked like a centerfold model.
Jim could hardly contain himself. He'd fucked a lot of good looking women in his time, but he found this one particularly sexy. Along with her sensuality, she had an air of innocence. This combination had his cock stiff and jerking the first time he saw her, waiting in the outer office for her interview.
"Take it all off," he growled.
Bonnie blushed again. She kicked off her shoes, and as gracefully and seductively as she could, skinned out of her nylons, then her panties. Her thick patch of shiny gold cunt hair glinted in the light, and the sight of her fabulous naked body took Jim's breath away.
He stood up and began to tear out of his clothes as Bonnie looked on. Her cunt spasmed violently when his broad, hairy chest came into view. It had been nearly a year since she'd felt a man's cock rammed up her cunt. Now she knew that she'd fuck this man even if there were no possibility of getting the job. Her heart pounded and her nipples stiffened, distending lewdly as he pulled his trousers down over his ass and thighs, and his huge cock jutted out.
"My God!" she gasped, her eyes rounding in amazement.
His cock was monstrously big, nearly a foot long and so thick, she doubted she could wrap her fist around it. She trembled with need and fear, and she stumbled toward him.
He leered at her, so hot to fuck her that his balls ached. Her lust and awkward shyness were incredibly sexy to him. And he reached out, wrapping his arms around her, pressing her fiercely to him, mashing her tits against his chest.
Bonnie shivered, panting with desire. A hot stream of cunt juice rolled down her inner thigh. She felt his thick cock head wedge up against her belly and his warm flesh slid against hers.
"Mmmm, baby," he murmured, and he slipped his hand around her, reaching up and tilting her chin toward his face.
She parted her lips, and he stabbed his tongue between them, lancing deep into her warm, moist mouth. She groaned with pleasure, rocking on the balls of her feet as she sucked on his probing tongue, stabbing back with her own.
He smoothed his hand down her back, over her high, rounded ass, delighting in the sleekness of her flesh and the passion in her kisses.
Pulling his mouth from hers, he stepped back from her for a moment, surveying her lush beauty, then shook his head in awe. At last, he clutched her hands, and he drew her toward the couch.
Lying down full-length on the leather upholstery, he pulled her down on top of him.
He loved the way her long, soft hair cascaded about his face, brushing across his nose and tickling him.
Bonnie squirmed and wriggled, pressing her hairy crotch against his. She moaned with desire as she felt the mammoth length of his hot prick pulsing against her.
Putting her weight on her forearms, she raised her torso slightly and humped forward, letting her heavy tits dangle in Jim's face. He lurched up and caught one stiff nipple between his lips, sucking hard, bringing squeals of joy from Bonnie.
He lashed his tongue around and around her nipple. Then he flicked it at her tit tip, sparking intense jolts of pleasure that went racing down her spine and flashed to all parts of her body. Her clit swelled and stiffened as blood coursed through it.
"Oh God! That feels so good!" she moaned. Bonnie humped her furry cunt mound down against his prick, which was lying hard and straight on his belly.
She didn't want any more foreplay. All she wanted was to grab his cock by the root, aim it up at her churning cunt, and ram herself down on it. She needed to fill her starving pussy with rich, thick cock meat.
But Jim wanted to prolong the pleasure. When she reached down to grab his prick, he turned quickly on his side, wrenching his cock away from her. His lips tugged hard on her tit.
She yelped as pain scorched through her tender tit meat. Jim soothed her. He released her nipple, then kissed and licked all around her full, firm tit globe.
"Aw, yeah!" she sighed. The transformation from pain to pleasure had happened so fast, it took her breath away. Her clit was vibrating rapidly now, and the heavy fuck juice was churning within her pussy. She rolled back on top of him, forcing him flat on his ass again.
"Please . . . fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded. She bit her lip and shuddered with excitement as he slid his tongue across the under-swell of her tit. His hand kneaded the supple flesh of her firm ass cheek.
Jim couldn't resist her appeal, and he eased up, letting her reposition herself. Bonnie grabbed his enormous prick at the base. She realized, with a gasp of delight, that she had been right. His prick was too thick for her to enclose entirely in one hand. Hefting his cock up from his groin, she aimed it at her pussy. Her cunt lips were poised right above his thick, purplish cockhead, drooling cunt cream onto it.
"Oh! Oh!" she moaned, luxuriating in the hard, rubbery texture of his prick against her palm.
Slowly, she lowered herself, twitching and crying when she felt his fat cock knob nudge her pussy lips. His prick was incredibly huge, and she wondered for a moment if she could possibly take such a gigantic slab of cock meat up her delicate fuck tunnel.
She hovered like that, her cunt spasming and pouring thick, sticky cunt honey down his big fuckshaft.
Growing impatient, Jim reached up, grabbed onto Bonnie's hips and pulled her down forcefully.
"Aaaargh!" she groaned as his bulbous cock head slammed past the rim of her pussy into the depths of her fuck tunnel, ramming to the very end.
The sudden thrust of all of that cock flesh into her sensitive cunt was such a shock to Bonnie's system, that she nearly fainted. Her pussy flinched and pulsed, and her asshole clenched and unclenched as she struggled for breath.
But Jim did not allow her time to recover. His muscles bulged as he lifted her up. Her cunt tunnel ran along his prick, unsheathing his fuckshaft so only his cock knob remained between her pussy lips.
"Unh, unh, unh!" she grunted.
The sudden release of pressure on her cunt walls was nearly as shocking as the initial penetration.
He held her poised above him for a moment. Then he bucked up as he slammed her hips down, brutally impaling her on his cock once more.
"Aaaie!" she screeched, her cunt stretching as if it might rip apart.
Sweat beaded up on Jim's forehead as he groaned with the fabulous sensations racing through his cock. Bonnie's cunt was as tight as a young virgin's. Her pussy muscles grabbed his prick forcefully, then spasmed along its entire length, milking it exquisitely.
Up and down, he moved her so that she pistoned above him. Gradually, her pussy shaped itself to the immensity of his prick. The pain and shock she had felt were transformed into lust and pleasure.
Cunt juice sloshed obscenely around Jim's prick as he bucked up into her velvety pussy tunnel. A steady stream of pre-cum spewed from his prick-tip, mingling with her syrupy fuck cream.
As their fucking accelerated, Bonnie began to thrash wildly. Her eyes rolled up in their sockets, and her hair flailed about her. Bonnie's heavy tits jiggled and bounced with the violent fuck rhythm.
Each thrust of his prick sent waves of excruciating pleasure pulsing through her cunt. Her clit, angry red and grossly swollen, throbbed with growing need. Her tit meat was aching, and she longed to feel his mouth pressed against it.
When he slammed his hips hard against hers again, she bent forward, letting her tits dangle tantalizingly over his face.
"Christ!" he moaned and he crooked his neck, taking her nipple and a mouthful of tit meat between his lips.
"Aaaagh!" she cried as his lips sent sharp sensations searing through her body in waves of ecstatic agony.
Her muscles tensed and she ground her ass as she bore the brunt of her growing lust. She was in an agony of suspense. Teetering on the edge of orgasm, she was unable to let go and fall into the powerful climax that seemed to hover out of reach.
Jim began to nibble on her tender tit flesh, sinking his teeth lightly into her creamy skin as he sucked and licked. "Oh God! Yes! Yessss," she hissed. Tears collected at the corners of her eyes, then overflowed and coursed down her cheeks.
Jim relaxed his hold on Bonnie's hips, and she took control of the fuck. She stretched out above him, digging her knees into the plush leather at either side of his slim hips.
Back and forth, she heaved, fucking her churning pussy on his rigid prick violently as he sought to keep his mouth pressed over her succulent tit.
"Oh God! Help me!" she screamed. She was being tortured by her overwhelming lust and her acutely sensitive nerves, as she wailed and struggled toward orgasm.
Jim was overcome by Bonnie's passionate sensuality. Her voluptuous body, her squirming, squeezing pussy were wreaking havoc with his senses. He grunted and moaned as his need for release built, until his balls felt as if they would burst with the sizzling juice churning within. They rolled tightly beneath his cock base in their dangling, leathery sac.
Bonnie reached back and palmed his ball sac, smoothing her hand over it, squeezing it gently. He lost all control. With a mighty cry, he let her tit slip from his mouth. He thrust his cock savagely into her hot, tight cunt and let loose with an incredible load of cum.
"Aaaah!" Bonnie gasped as she felt his hot fuck cream hosing up her tortured pussy. She whimpered and thrashed, contracting her cunt muscles around his immense fuck shaft. Milking his prick relentlessly, her pussy drew out every last drop of slippery jizz from it.
Jim lay panting beneath her as she twitched and rolled above him, nearly crazy with her overpowering need to come. His prick was still hard as steel, though tender from his powerful orgasm.
He was determined to bring her off, so he summoned up all of his strength, and he began a slow fucking motion. Jim soon had her moaning and whimpering as he brought her ever closer to an explosive climax.
"Oh God! Make me come! Fuck me!" she cried, and she humped furiously, mashing her aroused clit against his cock.
He reached up and slid his hand between her ass cheeks, deep into her sweaty ass crack.
"Ungh!" she grunted, feeling brand new sensations spiraling through her ass and burrowing into her pussy.
He rubbed his blunt fingertips up and down the delicate flesh hidden by her ass crack. Cries of anguished excitement escaped from her lips whenever he brushed across her sensitive asshole.
"Oh God! Oh God! I'm gonna come!" she gasped.
With a sudden, unexpected movement, he thrust two fingers up her defenseless asshole, setting off an explosion of release within her.
She cried out with violent joy as his brutal action ignited the most spectacular orgasm she had ever experienced. Searing jolts sliced through her ass channel, mingling with the intense sensations pulsing in her cunt and clit. She was shot to a radical high of gut-wrenching, nerve frazzling pleasure.
"Shiiiit!" she shrieked, bucking and writhing savagely. It felt to Jim, for a moment, as if she would wrench his prick off at the root. He continued to wriggle his fingers in her asshole, setting off a whole new series of explosive climaxes. She shuddered under this attack of spectacular sensations. Spiraling higher and higher into all encompassing bliss, she nearly fainted from the overload of exquisite joy.
At last, she collapsed on top of Jim, sobbing faintly. She had been blasted into another world, a world of white-hot passion and consuming release-and she was not ready for ordinary reality.
For several moments, she lay pressed against him, feeling his warmth, feeling the thud of his heartbeat. Then she sensed that his prick was softening. She groaned with frustration. It was sliding from her sloppy pussy hole, leaving a great void there.
"No . . . no," she groaned in confusion.
Jim chuckled and slowly withdrew his fingers from her ass. She grunted as they popped out and a thin stream of ass juice trickled after them.
"You are some hot bitch!" he murmured, smoothing his other hand over the hollow in her back, above her jutting ass cheeks.
"Mmmmm, I needed that. I needed that so bad. God, I love that beautiful cock of yours!" .Bonnie wriggled her cunt mound against his slippery, shrunken prick and giggled.
"I suppose you know you've got the job," he said. He kissed her ear lobe and stuck his tongue in the delicate interior, causing her to shiver with erotic pleasure.
"Don't do that," she groaned, pressing her hard nipples into his chest. "That gets me hot!"
"What's wrong with that?" he whispered, and he continued to gently probe her ear, all the while kneading and massaging her back and ass.
Bonnie felt her pulse quicken. Her skin began to prickle, and her clit bulged out, hard and pulsing from its sheath.
"Ungh!" she groaned. To her amazement, she felt his prick swelling rapidly beneath her, lengthening and thickening as it became engorged with blood.
"Oh my God!" she gasped.
"Baby, I'm not done with you yet. I'm gonna fuck you 'til you beg me to stop!"
Deftly, Jim reversed their positions, rolling on top of her. He looked down at her flawless body, at the lust-laden puffiness in her face, tits, and cunt. The sight made him feel such a powerful surge of desire that he straightened up, then crouched between her thighs. He grabbed her ankles, and he hooked them behind his neck.
Her cunt gaped before him, her moist flesh blooming in its frame of golden pussy hair. He noted the flakes of dried jizz on her cunt, and his cock gave a lurch, stiffening further, rising another degree. Pre-cum oozed from his dilated piss slit as he took in her incredible beauty.
The sharp edge of his lust had been dulled somewhat by that first violent fuck, and he was determined to make this second fuck more leisurely, more gentle.
He rotated his hips so that his sticky prick head rubbed back and forth in her cunt slit, bringing whimpers and gasps of pleasure from her. From her ass hole to her clit, his wide cock knob pressed and probed, awakening the sensitive nerves in her flesh.
"Ooooh, yeah. Yeah," she sighed. Twisting and turning, she ground her ass against the leather cushion. Her toes curled and uncurled behind his neck, and she humped up at him every time his prick head passed over her quivering pussy hole. She was highly aroused, and she longed to feel his cock shaft rammed up deep inside her once again.
Jim grabbed his prick root, and he steadied his cock. Then, as he rubbed his cock head around and around her inner pussy lips, he worked her up into a frenzy of need. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she begged. Jim's eyes lit up with satisfaction. He loved it when women begged for his cock. Now he prepared to give it to Bonnie, hard and fast.
He lodged his cock knob in the entrance of her cunt, and he groaned with pleasure when he felt her pussy flesh quiver in anticipation. So intense were the churning clasping motions of her cunt muscles that he could feel the suction on his cock head. His prick was being drawn inside her greedy pussy.
He gritted his teeth and slowly-very slowly began to skewer her pussy channel with his big fuckshaft, easing in a fraction of prick meat at a time.
"Christ! Do it! Fuck me!" she whined, violently bucking up at him. But he held steady, feeding his prick in sluggishly.
Bonnie was going out of her mind. Trembling with agonizing lust and growing anger, she began to alternately cuss at him and then beg him to ram his gigantic cock up her fuck hole.
When, at last, he had stuffed his enormous wedge of cock meat into her spasming cunt, he remained motionless for a moment. Jim was enjoying the subtle sensations he was experiencing with his deep penetration.
He could feel his prick flesh pulsing and throbbing against the slick walls of her cunt, could feel the heat of her body and the agonizing wrenching of her muscles around his fuck shaft.
She was so eager, so hot, and he loved it. Slowly, slowly, he withdrew his cock from her clasping pussy, he watched, with lewd appreciation, as it emerged, coated with her pungent cunt honey and the jizz he had shot up her pussy.
He held her breath. Her body shook with tension as she waited to feel his big cock, once again, sliding in up to the hilt, pressing out in the walls of her sensitive pussy.
"Unngh!" she grunted, exhaling.
He was pushing forward, filling her once more with his cock. She nearly swooned with the intense joy his steadily advancing prick was giving her. Her nerves tingled with sharp, exquisite pleasure. Her stomach fluttered wildly, and her heart raced.
When his prick was fully embedded and his balls pressed against her upper thighs, Bonnie began to rock from side to side. She was forcing his immense cock to rotate within her snug cunt tunnel, to ream her out.
"Oh, baby, baby!" she moaned, as every inch of her cunt became stimulated by his wonderful cock.
He withdrew once more, wincing as she clenched her pussy around his virile prick. He felt her trying to clamp her muscles around his cock and hold it within the smoldering depths of her fuck tunnel.
But in spite of her efforts, he retreated, pulling his throbbing cock staff from her churning cunt. Then he pushed forward, setting up a rhythmic fuck pace that had her howling and whimpering with seething lust.
Each time he jammed his prick in to the hilt, he gyrated his hips so that he could ream her out, triggering wild, electric jolts that raced through her cunt and up and down her spine.
He felt his self-control begin to crumble as she fucked back at him with a frenzied abandon, awe-inspiring in its intensity. The harsh, clasping undulations of her cunt muscles were milking his cock violently. His balls were taut and swollen with his heavy second load. His groin tightened with tension, his ball sac stretching nearly to bursting beneath his thick cock root.
"God, God, I can't hold back!" he groaned. He reached down and spread her outer cunt lips wide. Her purplish clit, lewdly swollen with lust, was visibly throbbing. He growled deep in his throat, and he began to squeeze her swollen cunt knob.
Bonnie moaned and thrashed as the new stimulation wreaked havoc through her straining, lust-engorged body.
"Christ! I can't take it!" she screamed. She drew her hands up her body, and she began scratching at her aching tits, leaving livid lines on the creamy flesh as her fingernails dug across it.
Her eyelids fluttered, revealing only the whites of her eyes. She writhed uncontrollably on the couch, her sweat-streaked body catching the light, glistening like a jewel.
"Fuck!" Jim roared, and he lunged forward violently, shuddering as he shot a hot, high pressure stream of cum into Bonnie's spasming pussy.
"Aaargh!" she cried as she was launched into a mind-boggling orgasm of her own.
Lights seemed to flash behind her eyes. A dizzying mix of sounds and sensations washed over her quivering body as a climax of immense magnitude caught her up.
They thrashed and squirmed together for several moments, until the acute pangs of ecstasy subsided. Then they rolled over, side by side, holding each other close. Jim's softening prick was still embedded in Bonnie's cunt.
"Baby, you're the greatest," he said. "Shit . . . we're gonna have a long, beautiful working relationship. I can see that right now."
Bonnie purred gratefully. She was immensely satisfied, having landed a good job and a fabulous fuck in one fell swoop.
"Be here at six o'clock sharp, in your uniform. Wear your hair up," he said. Then he quickly disengaged himself from her, his prick sliding out of her pussy on a tide of fuck juice. He got off the couch, and he took a hanky from his jacket pocket to wipe his slimy prick. Throwing the hanky aside, he began to get dressed, Ignoring Bonnie.
She lay there, confused. But when she saw him look back at her impatiently, she got up off the coach and began to dress.
CHAPTER TWO
Bonnie was nervous and excited when she returned to Chez Rene that evening. The last time she had been a waitress was nearly ten years before when she was only a teenager. She had waited on tables in her uncle's little deli for the summer, serving simple foods like corned beef on rye, hamburgers and hot dogs.
But Chez Rene was an entirely different sort of place. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and crystal and china graced every table. There was a master chef in the kitchen, and a fine wine cellar below.
The customers would expect excellent service, and Bonnie hoped desperately that she could provide it. As she stood near the reservations desk, looking around her, Jim came up to her, dressed in a tuxedo, looking very dashing.
"Ah . . . right on time. You really look lovely, my dear." He appraised her openly, obviously liking what he saw. "Come with me. I want you to meet the other girls. We're due to open for dinner in half an hour."
He led Bonnie back to a small cloak room near the kitchen. Seven girls, dressed exactly as she was, were laughing and exchanging gossip as they put the finishing touches to their hair and make-up. They stopped abruptly when Jim entered with Bonnie.
"Ladies, I'd like to introduce you to our newest addition to the staff, Bonnie Stevens. She'll be taking over Sheila's station in the Silver Room. Lisa, show her the ropes, will you, darling?"
He shot the statuesque brunette a knowing look, nodded gallantly to the assembled beauties, then turned on his heel and left.
The other waitresses, all of whom were stunning in their sexy costumes, welcomed Bonnie warmly and introduced themselves. Then Lisa took her aside, gave her an order pad and led her into the kitchen.
There was so much hustle and bustle in the kitchen that Lisa didn't have an opportunity to introduce Bonnie to Chef Louis. He was a tall, very thin man, wearing an enormous chef's hat, who barked orders at his staff as he strode from one end of the room to the other.
From there, Lisa introduced her to two busboys whom, she informed Bonnie would get a cut of her tips. Then she showed her the tables that would be hers.
"And that's about it!" Lisa said at last. "Have you studied the menu?"
Bonnie nodded, a little overwhelmed by all she had seen on the grand tour of the restaurant.
"Well, listen, honey, if you have any problems or questions, just come to me. Jim's got too many other things on his mind. I'll be working this room with you tonight."
Bonnie smiled uncertainly as Lisa patted her on the back. Then she swallowed nervously as the hostess entered the room with three men, whom she seated at one of Bonnie's tables.
"Ooooh, thank God!" Bonnie sighed as she slipped into the tub. Her feet were killing her and her back ached. The hot water felt marvelous as it soaked away her painful stiffness.
She smiled with satisfaction as she thought about the events of her first night at Chez Rene. She had served several couples, a party of fifteen and three groups of businessmen. She had earned over eighty dollars in tips. And she hadn't mixed up a single order. Lisa and Jim had congratulated her, telling her that she was a natural.
But that didn't change the fact that she was dead-tired and terribly sore. She sighed and wriggled her toes playfully, setting up a series of waves and ripples that sloshed over her flushed skin.
Casually, she reached down by the side of the tub and picked up one of the magazines she kept there. She opened to a page she had earmarked, then groaned with lust as she set it against the tile wall so she could look at it. In the picture, a voluptuous brunette, who looked a lot like Lisa, was bending over, her feet apart, grabbing her ankles. Directly behind her, his enormous prick fully erect, was a tall, muscular blond man. He was grabbing the woman's hips, and he was obviously about to ram his gigantic prick up her wide-open cunt.
"Aw, shit!" Bonnie sighed, wriggling her ass in the water, feeling her cunt spasm with growing arousal.
She had discovered, quite by accident, that she got turned on by pornographic fuck photos. When Tod left her, she had gone through the piles of old papers and magazines he had kept in the back of his closet. She had come upon a fast collection of porn magazines. Looking through them, she had gotten so excited that she had finger fucked herself repeatedly, until she was finally exhausted.
Now, it had become a ritual. Since there was no man around to fuck her horny cunt, she would look through a selection of Tod's magazines every night and finger fuck herself. She often thought that it was what had kept her sane over the past months. Without some sexual release, she was sure she would have gone mad.
She smoothed her hands over her gorgeous tits as she imagined she was the sexy brunette in the picture. She sighed, grabbing her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and rubbing them briskly, making them hard and stiff.
"Oh God!" she moaned.
She dropped one hand down to her furry cunt mound, and she twisted her fingers round and round in her water logged pussy. She gasped with tense need every time her finger brushed across her rapidly swelling clit.
"Shit . . . it feels good!" she moaned as she raised her knees and parted her thighs, feeling the hot water wash in and out of her churning cunt.
Bonnie restrained her lusty desire to stab her fingers brutally into her spasming cunt hole, to piston them in and out. She merely rimmed the outer edge of her pussy, fondling and tweaking her inner cunt lips.
"Oh Christ! Save me!" she whimpered as the twitching, deep in her fuck tunnel, became more acute.
She imagined that she felt the blond stud's thick, rubbery cock head pressing against her quivering pussy. She humped up, her ass cheeks sliding along the bottom of the porcelain tub.
"Oh, yeah, fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried and, unable to control herself any longer, she plunged two fingers up her pussy. "Aaargh!"
The pleasure was so intense that she began to quiver and shake wildly. She lowered her other hand and rubbed her clit as she set up a fast and furious fucking motion with her fingers.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she groaned, humping and bucking, splashing water over the sides of the tub.
It took less than a minute for her to get herself off. Her slick cunt juice rose to the surface of the water, and it beaded up obscenely as her pussy continued to spasm. She sighed with relief and rested her head against the lip of the tub, shuddering as the cold of the porcelain cut through her dazed pleasure.
The water had cooled, and she shivered convulsively from the chill that was seeping into her bones. At the same time, she felt an itching deep in her cunt, a nagging sensation of need that just wouldn't quit.
She frowned, troubled. Jacking off in the tub had always worked before when she wanted to calm herself down before going to bed. Now she felt hornier than ever. She stood up, stepped from the tub, then grabbed a towel and began to dry herself off.
As she briskly rubbed her delicate skin, she glanced into the full length mirror hanging on the back of the door. She was struck by her own sensuous beauty.
"God, you're a sexy bitch!" she said to her reflection as she drew closer to the mirror. She was especially fascinated by the crisp, golden curls that almost completely hid her fat cunt lips. She reached down, and she parted her hairy cunt lips watching with great interest as her pink pussy meat came into view.
With a start, she realized that while she had seen hundreds of other women's cunts in her ex-husband's magazines, she had never really examined her own. Were the inner lips thin and pale, or fat and flushed? Did they unfurl like a flower, or pucker inward, as if pulled on a drawstring?
Hurriedly, she got down on the fluffy pink bath mat and leaned back. She spread her thighs and raised her knees right in front of the mirror.
"Shit!" she gasped as she spread her cunt lips with her fingers, exposing her entire pussy, with its hard little clit, pulsing cunt hole and star-shaped ass hole.
She noted with surprise and pleasure that her inner pussy lips were slick and meaty, almost shell-like in their shape. Pussy juice gleamed at the entrance to her fuck hole, and she slid her finger along the rim to scoop up a sticky drop. Experimentally, she put her finger to her lips and licked up the pungent sauce.
"Mmmm," she moaned. Her pussy cream was musky, spicy, and its subtle flavor was very exotic.
She reached down and scooped up more fuck juice, lapping it up eagerly now. Then she returned her attention to her reflection. Bonnie stared in amazement at the way her little clit had grown with lust, rising from its fold of protective skin like a miniature cock.
She pressed her fingertip to it and moaned with pleasure. She saw her clit swell up even more as a trickle of sparkling pussy juice oozed from her spasming cunt hole. Thrilling jolts raced through her cunt and up her spine. Tears began to roll down her cheeks.
"Man, that feels good!" she rasped. "Wonder what it would look like with a cock ramming in and out of that gorgeous cunt of mine!"
She sighed, realizing that that was an impossibility. She tried to imagine her thick pussy lips stretched wide around a huge cylinder of prick flesh, the tight muscles at the rim of her cunt hole contracting violently around it. And then, as she looked up from the image of her lewdly exposed pussy, she noticed the reflection of the back scrubber hanging from the shower head.
A scandalous thought crossed her mind. What would it look and feel like to have the handle of that scrubber rammed up into her hungry little cunt?
She didn't pause to consider the lewdness or danger of what she was about to do. Instead, she jumped up from the mat, whirled around, and reached out for the long, thick wooden handle of the back scrubber.
Settling herself once again before the mirror, she spread her swollen pussy lips with one hand. Watching all the while in the mirror, she pressed the smooth, rounded tip of the brush handle against her cunt hole.
"Ungh!" she groaned, excited by the stimulation to her cunt flesh and by the vivid image in the mirror. She writhed with pleasure, and her hand shook as she tightened her grip on the brush.
Taking a deep breath and squinting tensely at her reflection, she shoved the handle forward, jamming two or three inches past her slick pussy lips into her hot, pulsing cunt.
"Ah, Christ!" she gasped as the thick, rigid object stimulated the nerves in her pussy beyond her wildest dreams.
She could hardly believe that she had done such a thing, and she pulled back on the brush to inspect her handiwork. Her eyes lit up as the pole emerged, glistening with its coating of sticky cunt juice. The sharp, musky aroma of her fuck cream hung heavily in the air.
Slowly, she began to press the wooden handle back into her fuck tunnel, corkscrewing it gently, letting the sleek wood press up against her pussy walls.
"Oooh! Ooooh . . . yeah!" she sighed, overcome by the tingling spasm of excitement that were beginning to race through her.
Bonnie was in complete control, she realized with intense joy. She kept rotating the pole as she pushed it deeper and deeper into her narrow pussy. When she had stabbed the handle to the very end of her cunt, she paused for a moment. Then she began to clench her tight little pussy around the fake prick, delighting in the way the wood pressed into her tender flesh.
"Aw, Jesus! It's too good!" she rasped, and she eased up on her clenching, spasming fuck motions so she could pull the dildo from her horny pussy. Then, just as the tip was about to slip from her greasy cunt hole, she stabbed it back in, sending it crashing into the end of her fuck tunnel.
"Aaaaiie!" she screeched as shards of intolerable pain sliced through her sensitive cunt, speeding through her entire body so that she was one quivering mass of aching flesh.
The room seemed to whirl about her, and she thought she heard a low roar vibrate and echo against the tile walls. She felt cold and clammy. Then Bonnie swooned, her head hitting the mat with a thud.
She was unconscious for only a moment, coming to almost immediately with a violent shudder. Pressing the back of her hand to her forehead, she sat up slowly and stared in disbelief at the scrub brush protruding from between her legs. Her jaw dropped, and her eyes widened at the vile sight.
But as the cob webs began to clear form her brain, her memory came flooding back. She shook her head and giggled at her outrageous behavior.
"Wonder what Tod would say if he could see me now," she chuckled, flicking her fingers at the embedded prod.
Her precious wooden dildo had lunged deeper into her pussy than any cock had ever penetrated before. She felt as if she had lost her cherry for the second time. Feeling hot blood and cunt juice churning in her cunt tunnel, she was determined to fuck herself with the handle until she set off the intense orgasm building in her pussy.
"In me deep!" she groaned, seizing the brush handle and turning it around and around in her palm as she pushed forward.
Her cunt balked, contracting violently as it tried to expel the brush handle. But Bonnie jabbed into her injured pussy flesh mercilessly, sending searing sensations flashing through her groin.
Pain melded with pleasure as the heat and pressure in her fuck tunnel reached the limit. In and out, she fucked the fake prick, tearing at her own pussy meat, pushing her endurance to new extremes.
A red-hot tingling erupted deep in her guts, pulsating throughout her body. Her clit vibrated from the pressure of the lust that engorged it. Her asshole writhed and spasmed with the same wild intensity that had captured her sizzling cunt. She thrashed her head from side to side as she plunged into a wild orgasmic fury.
She bucked and bounced on the bath mat as she jerked the scrub brush lewdly from her pussy lips. The wooden handle bumped and scraped against her wounded cunt flesh.
When she reached the ultimate peak of ecstasy, a blood-curdling scream was wrenched from deep within her. Then she skidded down, down to a heavy, numbing stupor. She lay obsolutely motionless for several minutes, floating in an out of consciousness. Her body felt unbearably heavy, her senses miserably dulled.
And then she opened her eyes and blinked several times, looking straight up into the overhead light. She braced herself and winced as she pulled the brush handle from her tortured pussy and let it roll onto the mat, staining it with her pussy juice.
Gingerly, she rose and staggered to her bedroom, trailing cunt juice. Sliding in between the cool sheets, she sighed deeply, longing for the sleep she knew would overtake her.
CHAPTER THREE
The week passed like a dream for Bonnie. During the day, she went to the beach and sunbathed. She got a rich, glowing tan that accented her light blonde hair and heightened her healthy, sensuous appeal.
Every evening, she worked in the restaurant, handling her orders with smoothness and precision. She was always ready with a smile and a helpful suggestion for patrons as they chose their meals. Her tips were high, and her enthusiasm boundless, so she was looking forward to Saturday night. It was the busiest night of the week at Chez Rene.
But, almost immediately, things began to go wrong. A distinguished man in the corner booth had ordered well-done steaks for himself and his date. He had been outraged when their sirloins turned out to be blood-rare.
Chef Louis forgot three of her orders. She was a bundle of nerves trying to get things straightened out, calming her impatient customers with lame excuses. Then, two women who were going to be late for a play, finally got up and left while Bonnie was in the kitchen. She had to pick up their tab for the drinks they had been guzzling.
By the end of the evening, she was almost in tears as she begged the chef to give her the proper orders. He looked at her impassively and them promptly ignored her. She was shattered at having to go out and face all the hungry people.
Lisa had gone in to talk to Louis about the mix-ups, but had come back, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders.
"You'll just have to ride this one out," she said to Bonnie who was teetering on the edge of despair.
Monday and Tuesday night, the very same thing happened. Jim Forbes took her aside, and he warned her sternly that she could lose her job if she continued to bungle things.
As she dejectedly put on her coat in the cloak room at closing time, Lisa approached her and patted her gently on the back.
"Honey," she said, "I probably shouldn't be butting in like this but . . . well, I think you'd better go talk to the chef if you want things to improve. I think he wants to make a deal with you."
"Why . . . what do you mean?" Bonnie said, barely able to hold back her tears. "He's persecuting me for no reason at all. I've never done anything to him!"
"I'm afraid that's the problem," Lisa replied. She held up her hand as Bonnie began to speak again, halting her before she could utter her complaint. "Look, I'm not gonna say anything more. Just go in there and talk to him. And if you know what's good for you, do what he asks."
She turned, grabbed her coat and purse, then looked at Bonnie meaningfully before she walked out.
Wearily, Bonnie took her coat off again. She stood motionless for a minute, trying to collect her wits. Things had been going so well. Now this crazy, temperamental chef was trying to ruin her life.
She trudged into the kitchen, blinking rapidly at the harsh light that bounced off of the stainless-steel cook ware. Louis was in the corner, preparing to leave after giving instructions to one of the dishwashers, when he saw her.
"Well, well, little miss blondie. What can I do for you?" he said, with menace in his voice.
"You know perfectly well what you can do for me," Bonnie rasped, unable to contain her anger. "You can stop holding up my orders and generally screwing me."
"Ah, but my dear blondie, screwing you is just what I had in mind," Louis said, leering at her.
Bonnie fell back against the wall, completely surprised. First Jim, now Louis. That was carrying things entirely too far.
"Now, now ... no need to look so distressed. I have a nice big cock. I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself."
The kitchen help were sniggering among themselves as they went through the motions of dunking greasy dishes in the soapy water.
Louis tore his gaze from the lush blonde and barked: "All right, boys, be back here in an hour. In the meantime, grab a couple of bottles of whiskey from the bar and enjoy yourselves."
They filed out almost noiselessly, casting sideways glances at Bonnie as she huddled against the wall.
"Well, blondie? Either you put out or you lose your job." He took a step toward her, and she cringed.
"You monster!" she blurted. "Just stay away from me."
"You're making a mistake," he said, and the cold glint in his eyes added force to his words.
The blood drained from Bonnie's face as she realized it was a losing situation. "Right here? You want to fuck me right here?"
"That's right, blondie. That's how I like it. I want to see you spread across that chopping block like the prime cut of meat you are."
Bonnie glanced over at the heavy wooden table, where the raw meat was cut and shaped before it was cooked. Though it had been wiped clean for the night, little lumps of congealed fat and sinew still clung to it. She shuddered with disgust.
For a moment, she considered telling the chef to go to hell and walking out of there. But then what? She'd be fired by Jim, and she had nowhere to turn. She laughed bitterly and reached for her zipper. Sliding it down, she bared her enormous tits and slim waist.
Louis' eyes lit up at the sight, and his crotch began to swell as his prick expanded and hardened.
Bonnie was not trying to be sexy. She was simply letting him have what he wanted. Methodically, she skinned out of her uniform, then her shoes, nylons, and panties. Her face was expressionless, her breathing shallow.
Louis exhaled deeply, overwhelmed by the woman's extraordinary beauty. His hands shook with desire, and his cock throbbed painfully in his pants. He reached down and unzipped his fly, pushing his pants down his hips and ass, letting them fall around his ankles.
His undershorts were extended lewdly by his erect prick. His wide, purplish cock head thrust upward above the elastic waistband, dribbling clear pre-cum onto his belly.
Bonnie gasped in amazement as her horniness betrayed her. Louis' prick was of average length, but it was incredibly thick. As he lowered his underpants, she saw how lumpy it was with distended veins. His balls, plump and hairy, were almost perfectly even. He had the sexiest fuck tools she had ever seen.
"For you, blondie, all for you," he rasped as he clutched his prick at the root, shaking it at her, sending drops of pre-cum flying into the air.
Bonnie shivered with excitement but said nothing. She didn't want to feel arousal, didn't want to enjoy this fuck. After all, he was forcing her.
He bent down, removed his shoes and kicked aside his pants and shorts. Then he approached her, his gigantic prick swaying before him.
"Kiss it," he said, planting himself in front of her and crossing his arms over his chest.
Bonnie's nostrils flared and her eyes smoldered with anger as she looked up into his pale, angular face. He smirked at her and shook his cock at her again.
"You heard me."
She knelt down on the floor and edged up to his groin, breathing in the scent of his thick prick. The odor was wildly arousing. Her heartbeat began to pick up, pumping blood into her sensitive little clit.
No, she told herself as she hefted his thick plug of cock meat in her hand, aiming his mushroom shaped cock knob at her mouth. No, don't get turned on! Let him have his way, but don't enjoy it!
She puckered her lips and kissed his cock knob gently, smearing pre-cum on her bottom lip.
"Aaah!" Louis groaned, rocking on his heels. "Shit! Suck it, blondie, suck it!"
Bonnie only wished that she found his demands more offensive. She really did want to suck his cock. It was so big and virile-looking, and its pungent smell was incredibly sexy. She couldn't wait to nuzzle his balls. She pretended to hesitate with disgust. Then she ovealed her lips, sucking his mammoth cock knob into her hot, moist mouth.
"Aw, Christ!" Louis gasped, hunching forward.
Bonnie let his prick head rest on her tongue, bathing in her saliva, as she reached out and cupped Louis' ball sac in her palm. His ball sac was hairy and leathery, very heavy, and she squirmed with excitement as she thought of how much jizz it could hold.
She inched her mouth down his prick shaft slowly, sliding her tongue around and around the gnarly flesh. Her tongue rimmed the sensitive underside of his prick head, then stabbed into his dilating piss slit. She could feel his prick, lurching and twitching, making her cheeks puff out with its girth.
She slurped her way down to his cock root. His prick knob stabbed past her tonsils and down her throat, causing her to sputter and gag.
"Aw shit, that's good!" Louis groaned, and he started to withdraw his prick from her mouth so he could piston it in and out.
But Bonnie was delighted with the rich texture of his cock and the way that it filled her mouth. She sucked hard on it, holding it in position and pressing on the delicate nerves and veins.
"Chee-rist!" Louis groaned, his eyes rolling in his sockets.
Bonnie giggled around his embedded cock and then relaxed her throat muscles. She leaned back, gradually unsheathing his thick fuck shaft. She stared at his cock as it emerged from between her lips, slick with her saliva. Then, when only his prick knob remained in her mouth, she began to slide back down toward his cock root. Cocking her head from one side to the other, she zig-zagged her hot tongue across his prick.
The constant caressing movements, the intense suction of her mouth, had ignited a passion within Louis that surpassed any she had felt before. Growling deep in his throat, he grabbed handfuls of Bonnie's pale, gleaming hair, and she pulled hard until she winced with pain. Then he pulled back and rammed his cock into her mouth. Holding her head steady as he fucked in and out of her face, he slammed his cock head roughly against the back of her throat. Then he pulled out until his prick knob quivered just behind her puckered lips.
His fuck strokes were so forceful that Bonnie could no longer tease and lick his cock shaft. She had to remain entirely passive as he skewered her bruised mouth, jarring her body violently as he grunted and snorted. Louis was well on his way to shooting a heavy load of jizz down her throat.
Tears coursed down her cheeks, and her face turned red as she struggled for air, breathing fitfully through her nose.
"Fucking you, blondie!" Louis grunted, his eyes narrowed with lust, his balls slapping hard against her chin.
Bonnie gurgled and rasped for air, feeling light-headed as the lack of oxygen and rattling of her brain confused her perceptions.
Her tits rolled around on her chest and her hair bounced about her head as he fucked in and out, showing no mercy. Then his cock surged, puffing up and jerking powerfully. Bonnie held her breath, knowing he was on the verge of shooting his wad, steadying herself for the flood to come.
But Louis wanted his cock sucked only as an appetizer before bigger and better things. He was determined to have the luscious blonde on the table, her cunt and ass open to his steel-hard prick. So he backed away quickly, grabbing his cock at the root, and held back the flow of precious cum that churned in his balls.
Bonnie moaned with frustration. She had anticipated a huge, tasty wad of jizz, and he had denied her the pleasure. She was coming out of her daze, and she wobbled unsteadily as she tried to gain her balance and stand.
But Louis, still strangling his cock root, was on her imediately. He crouched and butted against her waist, lifted her over his shoulder and grasped her legs with one hand. Then he walked with her toward the huge chopping-block table, and he dumped her down roughly on its surface.
She flinched as she felt the cold, smooth wood and the slimy pieces of fat rub into her back. "What?"
"Shut up!" he snapped, and he spread her thighs wide apart.
He licked his lips at the sight of her pink cunt slit, surrounded by golden pussy hairs. She had a very furry cunt for a blonde, and he was intrigued by the meatiness of her pussy lips.
"Aaangh!" she groaned as he spread her cunt lips apart, revealing her rich, moist cunt meat.
The sharp, musky odor of her cunt cream wafted up to him and he sighed with desire. He lifted her knees up slightly and pulled her down toward him, leaving her ass near the end of the table, and placing her heels right on the edge.
"Gonna fuck you, blondie," he rasped and, grabbing his prick shaft, he aimed his cock knob at her glistening fuck hole.
"Oh Christ!" Bonnie groaned, shaking at the contact.
Nothing was more thrilling to her than that moment when a man's cock bumped up against the threshold of her cunt, pulsing with lust, ready to ram up her hot, tight fuck channel.
"Do it! Do it!" she moaned.
Bonnie slammed her heels against the wooden block, and she raised herself slightly. She rested her weight on her elbows so she could watch as his obscenely thick cock skewered into her needy pussy.
Louis was wild with excitement. He could feel the warmth of her pussy on his sensitive prick head. The fierce pulsing deep within her cunt caused her pussy lips to pucker and flex.
"Aaaah!" he gasped, pushing in, stretching the rim of her cunt to the limit with his bulky slab of prick flesh.
"Aaaaiee!" Bonnie cried as he pushed on, his cock pole pressing in and expanding the walls of her cunt tunnel. "God, I love a thick cock!"
Louis growled with pleasure. Women usually responded this way to his thick prick. Its tremendous girth allowed him to stretch and bruise a woman's cunt, so that when he rammed in deep, his hard cock brushed against her clit. And that was precisely what was happening to Bonnie.
He smiled lewdly at the sight of the gorgeous blonde's clit, standing up at the top of her cunt slot like a bright flame. He believed that women with abnormally large clits were usually really sexy bitches, and he intended driving her to the limit with his powerful cock.
Bonnie's eyelids fluttered, and her stomach and thighs twitched uncontrollably. His prick filled her cunt up so completely that she felt as if she would faint with joy.
"Oh God! Oh God!" she sighed, and she lay back down on the wooden block, closing her eyes.
He withdrew his cock only to slam it back in forcefully, jarring her body, bruising the sensitive lining of her pussy walls.
"Jesus! Arrrgh!" she cried. The severe strain on her pussy tunnel caused sharp jolts of pleasure to crash through her guts. The sensations raced up and down her spine, and settled in her tits and clit.
Louis was pressed up against the table. His balls rested on the wood, and his ass cheeks clenched rhythmically at the thrill of having his mighty prick snugly held in the waitress' pussy. He gazed down at her writhing, succulent body and stretched out his arms to grasp her tits.
"Oooh! Yeah!" Bonnie groaned as she bucked up at him, grinding her ass and causing his prick to corkscrew still deeper into her cunt.
Her nipples tingled with the pleasure of his rough handling, and her clit was so hard and swollen, she could hardly stand it.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded, needing to feel his thick cock pistoning in and out of her cunt tunnel, and his prick hair mashing against her clit.
"Shit!" Louis grunted, wildly excited by her lewd words and the delicious friction her cunt muscles were creating as they clasped and unclasped around his embedded fuck shaft.
He withdrew and slammed in again. He squeezed her tit mounds and dug his finger- nails deep into her tender flesh.
Bonnie's pussy cream was flowing steadily around Louis' prick and the slurping, slapping sounds of their fucking echoed off the high kitchen walls.
"Oh Christ! Do it!" Bonnie kept groaning as she felt the pressure of fuck lust building deep within her. It was causing excruciating tension in her pussy and clit, straining the muscles in her pulsating ass.
Louis was overwhelmed by the rush of sensations he was experiencing. The sleek, supple feel of Bonnie's incredible tit meat, and the suction of her sizzling cunt on his prick were mind-boggling.
Never had he fucked a woman who was so expert in the manipulation of her pussy muscles. She clenched her fuck tunnel around his prick, and then caused her muscles to undulate along its length, wreaking havoc with his senses and his self-control. He had met his match.
Roughly, Louis took her long nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and twisted them, creating exquisite torture.
Bonnie howled at the searing thrills that raced up and down her body. It felt as if a redhot trail of pure sensation extended from her nipples, down through her belly, to her clit and cunt. Along that trail, the prickling, tingling heat of ecstasy built and built.
"Oh God! I'm gonna . . . gonna come!" she cried, thrashing violently from side to side as he continued to fuck her, bouncing against her clit and twisting her nipples. Heeelp!"
Her cunt wrenched and spasmed violently. Her entire body shivered and shook as if she were going into convulsions, and spittle oozed from the corner of her mouth.
Louis gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes shut, trying with all of his strength to hold off his climax. He was saving his heavy load, rumbling ominously in his aching balls, for something even better.
Bonnie's climax seemed to go on and on, as a series of gut-wrenching peaks washed over her. She bounced her ass off the table, stiffening her muscles in ecstatic bliss. Then she slumped against the table after a sharp release, only to stiffen up again on a repeating cycle of build-up and climax.
At last, she lay still on the chopping board. Dried saliva flecked her cheek and chin, and she had a swollen, bleary look about her face.
Louis, tense with raging lust, gratefully slid his cock from her sopping cunt, and stood there, breathing harshly. Spreading her cunt lips once more, he slid his finger up and down her slimy fuck slit, from her swollen clit to her sweaty asshole. His eyes lit up at the erotic sight of her blood-engorged pussy.
He put his finger in his mouth and licked off her tangy fuck cream, moaning with pleasure at its delicious taste. His cock twitched, dribbling a stream of pre-cum onto the floor, and he shuddered.
Louis turned and walked toward the pantry. Grabbing a large bottle of olive oil from the upper shelf, he smiled slyly, then returned to the brightly lit kitchen. Bonnie was lying on the table, just as he had left her. Her eyes ere closed, and her mouth was open. Her legs were wide spread, so that her frothy cunt was lewdly exposed.
She didn't stir when he approached, and he shook his head in admiration and disbelief. Her orgasm had been awe-inspiring in its strength, proving that his judgment of her was correct. She was sexier than he could possibly have hoped. But how she would react to the next stage of their fuck session remained to be seen.
Louis unscrewed the cap on the bottle of oil, and he tipped a few tablespoons into his palm. Then, setting the bottle down, he used both hands to rub the oil along his prick shaft. It mixed with the cunt honey and pre-cum that had begun to dry there.
His pumping motions felt so good, he was tempted to jack off to completion. But he ignored the impulse, knowing how much more he would enjoy what he had planned.
He leaned over Bonnie and saw that she was breathing fitfully, as if she were in a light stage of sleep. Gently, he grabbed her hips. Then, with a sudden, violent movement, he flipped her onto her stomach.
"Ungh! she grunted, flinching as she struggled back to full consciousness.
But Louis was too fast for her. Deftly, he spread her ass cheeks widely apart. Before she had a chance to pull away from him, he lodged his wide, oily prick head against the rim of her ass, and he shoved forward.
"No . . . no!" Bonnie gasped, quickly becoming aware. Her ass was so tight that his cock knob pounded uselessly against it, unable to penetrate. "No! You can't! Oh, please!
You'll hurt me!"
"Your ass cherry?" Louis asked, pulling his cock from her shitter and replacing it with his stubby index finger.
"Yes. Please, please don't hurt me. I'll suck your cock again . . . anything! Only don't fuck my ass!"
"Tough luck, blondie," he rasped. "There's nothing I like better than ass fucking. Especially a nice, tight, cherry ass like yours.
Prime-cut!"
He laughed at his little joke, then rubbed his finger around and around her ass rim. Using his other hand to press down on her back, he held her firmly in place.
"No, please," she whimpered, horrified when he stabbed his finger up her hot dry ass hole. "Ungh! Noooo!"
He slapped her ass hard, and he skewered his finger up her asshole to his knuckle. Flexing and rotating his finger, he scraped it against the slick walls of her ass chute.
"Aaaiie!" she cried, trying to pull her ass off his invading finger. She was sick with humiliation and discomfort.
Chef Louis was enjoying the blonde's reaction. Her cries of pain and anger, and the squirming action of her ass tunnel around his pistoning finger excited him.
"Take it, you horny slut!" he groaned, and he popped another finger inside her shitter.
She yelped and lunged forward, but he slammed his hand down hard on her ass cheek, stunning her. Then, as he fucked both fingers in and out of her choked ass hole, he lowered his free hand and began to massage her cunt hole, tickling the rim and brushing the flesh directly under her clit. He tried to get a grip on her little fuck knob, but it was mashed flat against the table.
With a satisfied murmur, he felt her ass muscles relax and her shitter open. She was responding to him, and he congratulated himself.
As he continued to toy with her pussy, he slowly began to withdraw his assfucking fingers. Bonnie was humping up at him, now, with a slow burning lust that was building deep in her pussy.
"Ungh! Ungh!" she panted as the stimulation in her cunt and ass teased strange, tickling sensations from her nerves.
Louis slid first one finger, then the other from her ass hole. He positioned his cock head against her shitter once more, and he thrust his prick in almost immediately.
"Aaaugh!" Bonnie screamed as his bloated prick head rammed in past her ass ring, into the hot, tight interior of her forbidden asshole. "No!"
"Yesss," Louis hissed. He felt an irresistible urge to fuck in deep, and he gave up trying to break her in slowly. Instead, he grabbed her hips hard and thrust forward with all his might.
"Aaaiie!" Bonnie screeched. The searing pain caused streaks of blinding light to flash before her eyes as her brain overloaded with the intense agony brought on by Louis' brutal act. "Oh God! Help me! Help me!"
Bonnie was certain the chef would rip her ass to shreds with his huge prick. She had visions of herself, mortally wounded bleeding to death, a butchered piece of meat.
"Aaah!" Louis gasped with pleasure. It had been tough-going, but his preparations and the generous lubing of his cock had helped him to overcome the woman's resistant ass hole.
This was heaven for him, having his dynamic prick held tightly in the depths of a beautiful woman's ass as she bucked and squirmed beneath him. He was tempted to climb onto the table and stretch out on top of her. But in his present position, he had a wonderful view of her straining, widely-stretched ass ring, with his gnarled cock buried in it.
Bonnie was sobbing uncontrollably now as he began to fuck in and out of her battered ass. Each in-stroke brought his battering cock hard against her guts, causing agonizing pain.
The pressure she felt in her ass was horrible. She prayed that she would pass out so she could lay there unconscious while he took his wicked pleasure.
Louis was rapidly approaching a powerful climax. Bonnie's ass muscles clenched and unclenched around his hard, pulsing prick, milking it sensuously as he slid back and forth. The dry heat in her bung simmered the oil on his pistoning prick, adding a thrilling jolt to the ass fucking.
"Take it, blondie! Take it!" Louis groaned as he began to pump his prick brutally, applying even more force.
He slapped her ass cheeks repeatedly, leaving livid handprints on her tender ass flesh. Sweat poured from, his brow, and an artery in his neck throbbed grotesquely.
Bonnie wanted to die. There seemed no limit to her agony. The exquisite joy of her multiple orgasm, then the outrageous pain of his brutal rape were too shocking for her system. Flashes of heat and cold passed over her body, and a strange buzzing echoed through her brain. It felt as if her entire body were expanding and contracting with her heartbeat.
Several minutes passed before she was conscious of the incredible change that was occurring deep inside of her. The spasms of severe pain, the ripping, wrenching torture of his relentless fucking had somehow begun to feel good.
Her whole body was responding to his punishing assault. Her nerves tingled with exhilaration, her clit swelled, and her aching tits strained with lust.
"Oh God! Fuck me hard!" she gasped, bucking up at him, willingly impaling her ravaged ass on his unyielding cock. "Do it to me!"
The chef reveled in the woman's surrender. His sexual prowess was undeniable. His marvelous prick fucked in and out with unrelenting force.
He drew his fingernails across her tender ass flesh, leaving deep scratches that showed bright pink in the harsh light.
"Yeah, yeah," he grunted, rotating his ass so that his thick cock bumped up against her shitter walls, triggering excruciating spasms of pleasure deep in her cunt.
"Now!" Now!" she screamed, building toward the crest of a powerful orgasm.
Her clit, raw from pounding against the hard wood, was vibrating rapidly, on the very brink of erupting into white-hot release.
He was ready. His balls jerked in their tightly drawn sac. His hot jizz boiled up, on the verge of its journey up his cock.
"Jesus!" he bellowed, lunging forward as his rich fuck cream shot up his prick.
"Aaaargh!" Bonnie wailed when the hot, slimy cum spewed into her tortured ass.
She writhed and thrashed as an orgasm of great intensity ripped through her, encompassing her whole being. Her bowels churned, her ass spasmed, and her pussy twitched, expelling a tremendous volume of slick pussy cream as Louis' prick pumped wad after wad of sizzling cum up her fuck hole. She drew her fingernails roughly across the wooden table, breaking several of them.
Louis, caught in the throes of his climax, snorted and cussed, bellowed and gasped as bright lights flashed behind his eyes.
Then he slumped forward, sated and exhausted, as the last drops of jizz dribbled from his piss slit into her trembling ass.
He glanced up at the clock on the wall. The hour was nearly up, and the kitchen help would be returning soon. He grumbled with mild disappointment. He had gotten his rocks off in style, though, so he didn't mind too much that he had to give up the blonde for the evening. There would be other nights like this. Of that he was certain.
She was quivering and moaning beneath him as she wound down from the heights of bliss. She really loved his cock, and he knew she would be back for more. He wouldn't have to bother with blackmailing her any more.
"Aaah!" she groaned as he pulled back and his softening prick slipped form her shit hole.
His cock emerged with flecks of her shit sticking to its coating of jizz and oil. He walked over to the sink and grabbed a dish towel, wiping the sticky mess from his fuck shaft.
"Get up now, blondie," he said happily, " Time to go home. You're a fine and I appreciate the finer things in life. I think you're going to notice an improvement in getting your orders filled tomorrow night."
CHAPTE FOUR Things improved dramatically for Bonnie on the night after her fuck with Chef Louis. She was back to earning high tips again, much to her relief.
Lisa, the head waitress, noted all of this with quiet amusement. She had come to like the perky blonde, and she wanted her to succeed. So when Bonnie telephoned her one afternoon and asked if she could have a lift to work, since her car had broken down, Lisa readily agreed to pick her up. She was glad of the opportunity to get to know her better.
As they drove to work that evening, they chatted easily about their lives, their ex-husbands, their hopes for the future. Bonnie wistfully mentioned that she was growing lonely, living by herself in the big house that she and Tod had shared. Lisa had reached over and clasped her hand, pressing it warmly.
"We're all a little lonely, honey," she said softly.
A few minutes later, she turned into the parking lot of Chez Rene, and she and Bonnie hurried in to prepare for another evening of hard work.
"Whew! I thought those folks would never leave!" Lisa exclaimed as she walked into the cloak room, where Bonnie had been patiently waiting for her.
Bonnie looked up as the lovely brunette entered and smiled. "I was watching you this evening. You had a mob of people to take care of, and you handled the situation beautifully. You're a real professional."
Lisa's eyes lit up with pleasure. There was no question of Bonnie's sincerity. She really liked the girl. She nodded her thanks and said: "Tell you what-why don't we stop at my place for a drink before I drop you at your house? I know it's late, but I'm just too worked up to go right to sleep."
"That sounds great!" Bonnie said, getting up and stretching.
It was a short drive to Lisa's apartment building. The women had laughed and joked the whole way, recounting incidents in the restaurant that evening.
"I tell you, when that dirty old man pinched me, I was really tempted to dump the bowl of soup I was carrying right into his lap!" Bonnie laughed as they stepped into the elevator and Lisa pushed the button for the seventh floor.
"Yes, men can be such brutes," Lisa said, eyeing Bonnie closely.
"Oh sure. But we need them, and their lovely, big cocks!" Bonnie replied.
"Not necessarily," Lisa responded mysteriously.
Bonnie glanced quickly at her, then shook her head, thinking she had heard wrong. When they reached the seventh floor, Lisa led Bonnie down the hall to her apartment, unlocked the door, and quickly reached inside to flip the light-switch on.
"Ta da!" she sang out, gesturing at the spacious living room.
Bonnie's jaw dropped as she surveyed the place. It was done entirely in pale pink. There were several huge oil paintings and small photos of women embracing and indulging in sexual acts that Bonnie, in her innocence, had never even imagined.
"Lisa, Good Lord!" she finally gasped. "Are you shocked?" Lisa asked as she stepped forward and started to help Bonnie remove her coat.
Bonnie flinched and drew away from the beautiful brunette. Fear and disgust were etched on the blonde's face.
"Bonnie, darling," Lisa chuckled. "Don't worry. I'm not going to attack you. I'm not like Jim and Louis. That's a man's approach. I guess it's obvious to you that I dig women. Well, I dig men, too. I fuck Jim regularly, and I have a couple of boyfriends. But nothing excites me more than a beautiful woman."
"But Lisa-"
"Ssshh ... I like you, honey, and I find you very arousing. But I never force anybody to do anything they don't want to. Let's just have a drink and talk. I'm going to get out of this uniform first, though, and slip into something more comfortable."
Bonnie slumped into a chair, dazed. She couldn't believe that such a magnificent, sexy woman could be a lesbian. She thought they all had short hair, ugly faces and wore unflattering, masculine clothes. She couldn't help glancing at the pictures around her, and she felt a twinge of horniness.
The pictures were luxuriously sensuous, filled with sleek thighs, firm ass cheeks and billowing tits. In them, women caressed each other. Their full lips met in deep, passionate kisses, and their tits rubbed together. Or they lay in the 69 position, with their flower like cunts opened to probing lips and tongues.
Lisa saw that Bonnie was entranced with the art. The brunette smiled sensuously as she stripped out of her uniform, nylons and shoes, and stood nude before the girl.
Bonnie's lips trembled at the sight of her lovely friend. Her skin was a deep honey color, sleek and flawless. Her tits were firm but low slung, capped by ruby nipples and dainty tit tips. And her cunt bush was ebony, thick and curly.
Lisa let Bonnie stare at her for several moments, then she turned and walked nonchalantly to her bedroom. She reappeared in a long, sheer chiffon nightgown.
Bonnie gulped nervously, crossing and re-crossing her legs, exerting pressure on her aroused clit.
"I'll fix us our drinks," Lisa said softly. As she walked to the bar, the transparent gown swirled about her.
Bonnie knew she was being seduced, and that she should demand to be driven home immediately. But she couldn't bring herself to do that. Deep in her heart, she wanted Lisa to make love to her. So she sat there, her heart fluttering with anticipation.
"I hope you like whiskey sours," Lisa murmured, handing the blonde a tall, cool drink.
"Yes, that will be fine," Bonnie said, accepting it.
Lisa sat opposite her, smiling demurely.
"How long have you been . . . been like this?" Bonnie blurted, gesturing vaguely toward the pictures.
"Since high school. I went to a convent school, and many of the girls discovered the pleasures of sleeping with their classmates there. I was madly in love with a little redhead named Terrie O'Donnel." Lisa's eyes misted over as she thought of that romance. "Such a pretty girl. High, perky little tits, and a wonderful bush of red cunt hair."
Bonnie was intrigued. "Is ... is it really as good ... as good as all that?"
"Nothing better, honey," Lisa said, setting her drink down. "If you'd like me to give you a little loving, I'd be more than happy to. I'd stop any time you wanted me to. And if you find you don't like it, well, no harm done. We can still be friends."
Bonnie's cunt was churning and spasming with desire. She found Lisa wonderfully attractive. She couldn't help herself.
"Yes, I do want it, Lisa," she sighed, and she smiled shyly.
"Oh, darling, you won't regret it," Lisa purred. She moved toward Bonnie and knelt before her. She gently removed her shoes, then lifted Bonnie's feet up toward her face and showered kisses on them. "Ooooh!" Bonnie gasped, squirming in her chair. No one had ever kissed her feet before. It was a delicious sensation.
Lisa began kissing Bonnie's ankle, then her shin and up her long, slim thigh. The heat of her mouth and lips penetrated to the blonde's skin.
It was all done softly, slowly, sensuously, and Bonnie groaned with pleasure at such gentle love-making.
"I want to be naked for you," Bonnie sighed.
Lisa raised her head and smiled at her with encouragement. She backed away, releasing Bonnie's leg.
Bonnie stood and turned her back toward Lisa. She allowed Lisa to unzip her uniform, pulling it down her shoulders and torso, then over her ass and thighs.
"Oh, baby," Lisa sighed, overwhelmed by the smooth perfection of the blonde's body. Bonnie's broad shoulders, long torso and thrusting ass cheeks were of great beauty. Pulling her gown over her head and tossing it aside, Lisa pressed her pointy tits into Bonnie's back, her furry cunt mound against her ass.
"Aaaah!" Bonnie groaned. This was a new experience for her. It was the first time she had felt a woman's naked tits against her body. A rivulet of pussy juice snaked down her thigh, soaking her nylons. "Oh, Lisa!"
Lisa yanked down Bonnie's pantyhose and panties, pulling them to her ankles, then she slid them off each foot. She knelt down and pressed her face to Bonnie's beautiful ass, nudging her nose into the cleft between her ass cheeks, breathing in the aroma of sweat and ass juice.
"Oh!" Bonnie shuddered with surprise when she felt Lisa rooting around in her ass. It was incredibly lewd, but also very exciting. Chef Louis had taught Bonnie that her asshole was one of the most sensitive, sensual zones on her body, and she enjoyed the stimulation Lisa was giving her there.
She bent over slightly, widening the crack in her ass. Lisa, taking the hint, spread her firm ass cheeks apart, revealing Bonnie's puckered, pink asshole.
"Mmmm," Lisa groaned. She gazed at her pulsing asshole, so delicate and vulnerable. She stuck out her tongue and swiped it up and down her slick ass flesh. From under the small of Bonnie's back, Lisa licked down over her asshole, to her cunt.
"Oooh!" Bonnie moaned, shivering ecstatically as a myriad of thrilling sensations pulsed through her ass and pussy.
Lisa paused for a moment, delighting in Bonnie's quick, passionate response. Then she began licking and kissing around the girl's ass once again. Lisa held her tight to keep her steady and upright. Bonnie was rocking and jerking so violently, she might easily have fallen.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Bonnie grunted, gyrating her hips and grinding her ass.
Lisa pointed her raspy tongue and aimed it straight at Bonnie's little asshole. Then she stabbed her tongue inside, corkscrewing it so that it scraped along the smooth walls of the blonde's ass tunnel.
"Oh Christ!" Bonnie groaned as the tickling, tantalizing sensations shot through her sensitive ass meat. Her clit vibrated rapidly, causing her stomach to churn and her nipples to lengthen and stiffen. "Oh yeah!"
Lisa lolled her tongue around and around, flattening it against the sleek tissues within Bonnie's delectable asshole. Then she pointed it again and pistoned it back and forth. She licked and poked until Bonnie was begging for mercy. The blonde was so tense and bloated with lust that she thought she would burst from the pressure of her need.
Then Lisa lowered one hand, pressing it down toward Bonnie's cunt. She rubbed her fingers back and forth until she found the blonde's swollen clit. Deftly, she twirled the girl's long fuck knob, then mashed it down. Catching it between her thumb and forefinger, she squeezed it roughly, all the while continuing to fuck Bonnie's ass with her tongue.
"Oh, stop! I can't take it!" Bonnie whimpered, shaking and twitching, feeling as if she would take flight any second.
But Lisa did not let up. Instead, she increased her efforts, stabbing furiously into the steamy depths of Bonnie's ass. The girl's muscles spasmed and undulated wildly.
"I . . .I'm coming! Aaaaaah!" Bonnie wailed. She shook so violently that she fell forward onto the floor. Rolling around the plush carpet, she mashed her tits and clit against the pile.
Lisa looked up, awed, her lips curving into a smile. The luscious blonde had a more deeply sensual nature than she had anticipated. The brunette now looked forward to further fun and games with her.
Lisa knelt beside Bonnie on the floor, smoothing her hand over the girl's back as she slowly began to come out of her climax. At last, Bonnie rolled over onto her back and grinned sheepishly at her lovely teacher.
"Well, how do you like doing it with girls?" Lisa asked, her eyes dancing with amusement.
"I love it!" Bonnie answered. "Only you did all the work!"
"Don't worry about that, honey. I enjoyed myself." She stuck her tongue between her lips and slurped up the stray flecks of cunt juice there.
"May I . . . may I kiss your tits?" Bonnie asked softly, eyeing the lovely sloping curves of Lisa's tits. "They're so pretty!"
"You really don't have to ask!" Lisa cooed, shaking her head. "Do you want me to lie down?"
"No, I want to hold you like that," Bonnie said, pointing up to a large painting over the fireplace. In it, two young girls were sitting on the floor, facing each other. Their thighs were wrapped around each other's waist, and their legs crossed behind each other's back. One girl had her head lowered, pressed to the other's perfect tit.
"Yes! Yes! That's a wonderful idea," Lisa said, and they quickly got into position. The heat from their bodies, their womanly fragrances, mingled delightfully.
Lisa arched her back, letting her tits jut out seductively. Her stiff nipples jabbed into Bonnie's tender tit flesh. She felt a sharp tingling deep in her cunt, as passion built within her.
Cupping Lisa's wonderful tits in her hands, Bonnie gently kneaded the under swells. She loved the texture of her sleek skin. Lisa's tit meat was softer, had more give than her own firm tit flesh.
"Oh, I love it, Bonnie," Lisa sighed, jutting her ass forward so her hairy cunt mashed up against the blonde's.
Bonnie lowered her face over one succulent tit, and she began to kiss, then lick Lisa's red nipple with her tongue. Sucking hard, she drew her tit tip into her mouth.
"Oh my God! Christ, that feels good!" Lisa gasped.
Bonnie was trembling with desire. She had had no idea that making love to another woman could be so thrilling. She was vibrating with lusty arousal. Her heart pounded so forcefully, she could hear it echoing in her ears.
Lisa's wiry cunt hair tickled her fat pussy lips, goading her clit. She moved her mouth to the brunette's other tit as Lisa reached down and slyly began diddling both of their cunts.
"Unh!" Bonnie groaned around the tit flesh stuffing her mouth.
"Shit, that feels so good!" Lisa cried as they pressed together, their asses gyrating on the floor, their nerves tingling, and their lust building to a frenzy.
At last, Lisa could stand the tension no more. "Bonnie, I've got to suck your cunt! Got to feel that sweet little pussy of yours against my mouth!"
Breathing hard, she pushed Bonnie away from her aching tit, and Bonnie groaned with disappointment.
"Do as I say! Do as I say!" Lisa rasped impatiently, forcing the blonde to roll over.
Then Lisa positioned herself next to Bonnie. Her head jammed between Bonnie's lovely thighs, and her mouth pressed against her juicy cunt. She scissored her legs around Bonnie's head, forcing the blonde's mouth against her pungent, dark pussy.
Bonnie was immediately assaulted by the tangy odor of Lisa's cunt honey. It smelled much different than her own-sharper, meatier, less sweet. And the shape of her cunt was very different, too. Her outer pussy lips were thin, and the cleft they formed extended high up on her cunt mound. Her inner cunt lips were thick and purplish.
Bonnie paused. This was all new to her, and she couldn't help feeling a tremor of revulsion. After all, she had been taught that this was all very wrong.
But Lisa had no such problem. She began to eat Bonnie's pussy lustfully. She delighted in the freshness of the girl's cunt cream, in the succulence of her pink pussy meat.
She stabbed her tongue deep into the syrupy sweetness of Bonnie's pussy, licking her slick cunt walls, stimulating her pulsing nerves. With her fingers, she fondled her hairy, golden cunt mound.
Lisa's relentless tongue fucking spurred Bonnie on, goading her to satisfy her curiosity. She nuzzled into Lisa's steamy pussy meat and, swallowing hard, she stuck out her tongue and took a lick. The taste was very unusual. But she was intrigued, and she lapped with more energy, slurping her way from Lisa's knobby clit to her puckering asshole.
As she worked, she felt lusty tension building in her own body. It was all so wonderful, so natural.
She burrowed in passionately now, holding onto Lisa's luscious ass cheeks, thrusting her tongue deep into the woman's hot, pulsing pussy.
"Ungh!" Lisa groaned as she hotly speared Bonnie's cunt and tweaked her clit.
They were both breathing hard, twitching and thrashing from the incredible rush of thrilling sensations they were experiencing.
Bonnie reached her peak first, hurtling into a mind-boggling release. Her clit was vibrating so fast and hard under Lisa's constantly moving fingers that it felt as if it would explode. Sizzling, jarring release slammed through her body. She rode a tide of undulating sensation, peaking, then dropping to a lull. And, in the midst of her violent motions, Lisa began to shake uncontrollably with orgasm.
She screamed, and her voice vibrated into the depths of Bonnie's pussy, triggering another series of climaxes for the woman.
For several moments, the lovely fuck mates thrashed and writhed on the carpet. The sounds of their juicy pussies and lapping tongues only added to their excitement.
When at last they rolled apart from each other, Lisa whispered: "Stay with me tonight, Bonnie."
Bonnie sighed with satisfaction, her entire body glowing with love and warmth. "Yes . . . yes . . . yes."
CHAPTER FIVE
"Why do you suppose Jim called this meeting?" Bonnie asked Lisa. She could not forget that several weeks earlier, before she had fucked Louis, Jim had threatened to fire her.
"Don't worry, honey. If it was something bad, he wouldn't be handling it this way. Now come on, or we'll be late. He said five o'clock sharp."
When they walked into Jim's office, Stella and Ginger, two of the other waitresses, were already sitting on the couch. Jim was sitting behind his desk, his face devoid of expression.
"Well, it looks like we're all here," he said when Lisa and Bonnie walked in. "Sit down, girls."
They each settled into an overstuffed chair.
"I've called you four here to this special meeting because I have a proposition." He paused, surveying their faces. "The board of directors of the Altex Corporation wants to have a lavish dinner in our private dining room next week, and that's certainly understandable. We have the finest food in town. But . . . uh . . . they'd like very special young women to serve them, women who know how to please. Do you catch my drift? I know from personal experience that you ladies have talents above and beyond being good waitresses."
"And what do we get out of it, besides being fucked by a bunch of dirty old men?" Ginger cut in, tossing her mane of wavy red hair.
"Ginger, you certainly don't mince words, do you? As a matter of fact, you each get a minimum of three hundred dollars for the night, and a chance to meet some very rich and powerful men."
He's making us into prostitutes, Bonnie thought, and she shuddered at the prospect. But what if I could get to know one of those rich old men? Maybe even get him to keep me or marry me? I'm certainly beautiful enough to attract even the most jaded of playboys.
A series of delightful images passed before her mind's eye. She saw herself sailing the South Seas in a fancy yacht. Or dressed elegantly in diamonds and lace, entertaining the rich and famous, as the chairman of the board of Altex looked on with worshiping admiration.
"Well, Bonnie?" Jim's voice cut in upon her lovely daydream.
"Huh?"
"What's your decision? The others are going to do it. Do you think you can handle it?"
She took a deep breath and said: "Yes . . . and you won't be sorry you asked me."
The evening went precisely as Jim had planned it, and Bonnie gained new respect for his abilities as a restaurant manager. He had carefully chosen the women's outfits-long, silky gown with slits up the sides and necklines that plunged to the waist. The women's tits and cunt bushes were perfectly visible through the sheer material, creating a sensational distraction for the men as they ate their meals.
As Bonnie glided in with drinks and appetizers at the beginning of the evening, she noted with surprise and pleasure that two of the men were young and very good-looking. Her pussy twitched, and her nipples stuck out, tenting the delicate material of her gown.
As their dinner progressed, the men began to get intimate with the waitresses. They pinched the women's asses, and brushed their hands across their cunt mounds, making lewd remarks to them. But what amazed Bonnie was that they managed to eat, keep up the teasing sex-play and discuss business all at the same time.
These men were definitely a special breed. She was intrigued by them. But she was also rather offended that they could talk shop while surrounded by such beautiful, half-naked women and such exquisite French food and wine.
She discovered that the other girls felt the same way. When she returned to the catering kitchen, they were huddled together, whispering about their patrons.
"Honestly, I think ice water runs in their veins!" Stella fumed. The front of her gown was lightly stained with cunt honey that had dribbled onto her thigh and stuck to it. She had sneaked a few drinks, and liquor always made her horny.
"Listen," Lisa said. "When we bring in the dessert and the liqueur, then go into our act, those studs are gonna forget all about wheeling and dealing, and start concentrating on fucking and sucking!"
The other girls giggled. They had to agree. No one would be able to resist what was soon to follow.
As the other waitresses brought in the crepes suzettes, Stella turned on the stereo and speakers. Sensuous music began to float through the room.
The women grouped together under an exotic arch of plants and began to undulate to the music. Their supple movements were accentuated by the airy costumes they wore.
As the men's attention riveted on them, they did their utmost to keep it. Whirling around and jiggling their tits and asses, they formed the most erotic harem imaginable, running the gamut of feminine charms. Bonnie, tall, blonde and voluptuous, was a vision of healthy sexuality as she pivoted and gyrated her ass. Lisa was tall, dark and sleek. Her movements were exotic and arousing, a strange combination of sophistication and animalism.
Ginger, with her bright red hair and sparkling green eyes, her heavy, milky tits and wide hips, looked like some sort of fertility goddess. There was magic in her fleshy womanliness.
And Stella contrasted vividly with them all. She was very slight and delicate, with small tits capped by pale-pink nipples. She was like a gazelle, and her nimble, graceful dance steps were wonderfully sexy.
There was not a soft cock among the men. They hunched over the table, ogling the luscious women. Their desserts went untouched.
Then, as the rhythm of the music accelerated, Lisa signaled to the other waitresses. Still keeping time with the beat, they began to undress each other, smoothing their hands over each other's curvy, warm flesh.
A collective sigh went up from the enraptured businessmen as the luscious female flesh was unveiled.
Stella turned her back on the men, bent over and spread her ass cheeks wide, displaying her succulent pussy meat and little asshole. Coyly, she stretched her neck, looking back over her shoulder and winked at them.
On that cue, Lisa and Bonnie positioned themselves in lewd, revealing poses. Bonnie stretched out on her side and scissored her left leg up and down, exposing her gold fringed pussy to the men's lusty gazes. Lisa sat on the floor, spreading her legs and raising her knees, prying apart her cunt lips so she could finger-fuck herself. This brought appreciative moans and groans from the onlookers.
Ginger knelt down behind Stella, and she began kissing and licking her ass. The lovely girl gasped with pleasure as she writhed her ass and reached down to fondle her own pussy.
Bonnie watched with barely restrained passion as Lisa lifted her finger, coated with her sticky cunt cream, and brought it to her lips. She licked it and stared lustfully at the men.
They howled and rapped on the tables and two of them stood up and began to unzip their pants. The others quickly followed suit. In just a few moments, the waitresses were confronted with five pulsing cocks of various sizes and colors-all erect, all drooling pre-cum.
"Christ!" Bonnie gasped, feeling her clit begin to vibrate with fuck lust.
She stood up gracefully, then slunk toward the man nearest to her, Reuben Cramer. She kissed him lightly on the lips. Dropping to her knees before him, she palmed his hard, round balls in one hand and grabbed his prick with the other. She looked up at him coyly, then kissed the top of his rubbery cock knob.
"Oh, man!" he groaned, his stocky frame shaking with urgency.
His fellow board members looked on enviously as she lowered her lips over his long, thin prick shaft, taking inch after inch of his smooth cock meat into her mouth.
As she sucked on his prick, pumping her cheeks in and out, she was teasing along its surface with her tongue. She licked round and round his slim cock, causing his prick shaft to lurch and twitch as it swelled with blood.
"Aw, Jesus!" the man groaned as he began to sweat. The fabulous sensations running up and down his cock, and the marvelous visual stimulation were driving him crazy.
Bonnie's bold move was a cue for the other girls. Stella straightened up and headed for the aristocratic man in the middle. He bore a close resemblance to her father, for whom she had always held a secret desire. His cock was huge compared to the rest of his body. She shuddered with excitement at the thought of feeling it rammed up her tight little cunt.
His eyes lit up when the petite beauty began to remove his pants and shorts. She led him to the oversized stuffed pillows that had been discreetly placed about the room. Her squeals filled the room as he bent her over and began fucking her doggie-style.
Stuart Hampton, the youngest and most handsome member of the board, spoke quickly with Sam Pynchon. Stuart knew that they both preferred redheads. Without ceremony, they approached Ginger and dragged her off to a corner. They liked to play rough. While Stuart rammed his prick down her throat, fucking her face violently, Sam entered her cunt from the rear.
She gurgled and groaned around Stuart's thick prick. Her enormous tits dragged on the carpet, and her ass flesh jiggled and shook from Sam's vicious assault.
Lisa watched the lewd orgy with satisfaction. She felt a momentary twinge of jealousy as she observed the lusty pleasure with which Bonnie was cock sucking.
"I want to fuck that gorgeous ass of yours," Neil Brautigan rasped as he approached the lovely brunette. His fat, red prick was stiff, and his large, helmet-shaped cockhead pounded against his belly.
Lisa turned quickly to see the stocky businessman leering at her. She shook herself from her reverie and smiled alluringly at him.
"I'm all yours," she whispered, holding her arms out to embrace him.
"On the table! I want to fuck you on the table," he grunted, and he grabbed her arm, dragging her to the oak table. With a violent sweep of his arm, he dashed the china and crystal to the floor. The other couples paused for a moment, startled by the din of crashing crockery.
Lisa gasped in disbelief at this brutal action. Her heart was gripped with terror. She knew there would be no gentleness, no mercy from this barbaric man who was so used to getting his way. He grabbed her roughly around the waist, and he hoisted her onto the table. Then he climbed on, too, panting with uncontrollable desire.
"Get down!" he commanded, manipulating her so that she was on her hands and knees. Her ass jutted out at him, perfect in its lush symmetry.
He jabbed his fingers into her ass cleft and wrenched her ass cheeks apart. Saliva drooled from his mouth as he caught sight of her star-shaped asshole.
Grabbing his prick shaft, he aimed his cock head at her shitter, and he pressed it against her ass ring. Lisa whimpered pitifully, unable to control the horrible fear that gripped her.
"Ungh!" Neil groaned. He slammed his prick forward so hard, it bludgeoned in through her asshole, leaving a fiery trail of pain in her ass walls.
"God! Help!" Lisa screeched, sobbing out her agony as he thrust and thrust, breaking down all her defenses, reaming out the narrow tunnel of her shitter.
Bonnie felt a wild flurry of emotions as she watched the man rape her best friend, but the strongest emotion was that of heightened desire. Like a madwoman, she descended vigorously on the cock she was sucking, licking and nibbling hungrily.
Lunging forward, she took Reuben's prick into her mouth. His huge cock knob bumped past her tonsils and skewered deep into her throat.
"Jesus!" Reuben moaned, his eyeballs nearly popping from their sockets. "Suck it!"
Bonnie was delirious with the sensations that washed over her. Her mouth and throat were completely filled, giving her a fabulous sense of being fucked to the limit. Yet, at the same time, she had to labor to breathe.
"Aw, yeah!" he groaned as she slowly began to move her throat muscles, sliding the slippery tissue up and down his sensitive prick, milking it relentlessly.
All the while, Bonnie kept her gaze fastened on her friend as Lisa agonized with Neil's prick rammed up her ass. Bonnie had a perfect view of the fuck action. She could see how brutally stretched Lisa's asshole was, how much the woman was wrenching and shaking with pain.
Fuck her, fuck her hard, she kept thinking, silently trying to urge Neil on to greater cruelty. She felt revulsion toward herself for wanting to see Lisa ravaged even more. But, there was no denying it, watching that savage ass fucking was turning her on tremendously.
She reached behind Reuben's balls, and she began to gently tickle his sensitive flesh, lightly pressing upon his asshole as she sucked passionately on his cock. She could feel his balls churning in their wrinkled sac, swelled full of jizz, as he groaned with heightened pleasure.
Grasping her head in his hands, he pulled her lips farther down his prick until her nose was rammed up against his groin. Then he bellowed with release as a huge, steamy wad of jizz erupted from his cock head and shot down her throat.
She writhed in his grip, wildly excited by the hot, slimy outrush of hot cum. She continued to fondle his ass and balls, squeezing every last drop of jizz from his cock.
Reuben puffed with exertion. His eyes clenched shut and his teeth gnashed as the sharp, ecstatic pangs of climax slashed through him.
As she eased the suction in her throat and mouth, he gingerly withdrew his sticky prick, letting it slip from between her lips. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. It had been one of the most enjoyable cock-sucking sessions she had ever had, and she was worked up to a frenzy of need.
Without hesitation, she sat back on the floor and shifted her gaze back to the table,-where Neil was pounding his prick into Lisa's ass. He gripped her hips roughly. In and out, he fucked, his cock shaft emerging swollen and shit-stained, only to be rammed in deep again.
Bonnie's clit throbbed and her pussy churned out rivulets of cunt cream as she stared at the erotic scene. She combed her fingers through her sticky cunt hair, and she began to fondle her clit.
"Ooooh, yeah," she moaned, thrashing from side to side so hard that rug burns appeared on the delicate flesh of her ass.
"No, no, let me," Reuben rasped, and he lunged for her, grabbing her wrist and forcing her hand from her juicy pussy.
Kneeling between her widespread legs, he pressed his face against her crotch. He began to lap at her steamy cunt, drawing his tongue along the meaty folds of her cunt lips. "Oh yeah," Bonnie sighed, delighting in his expert cunt lapping.
Bonnie curled her fingers in the thick fibers of the rug, and she tugged hard as she twitched and writhed passionately. He slobbered over her sensitive pussy meat. Stabbing his thick tongue into her fuck hole, he set up a pistoning motion that sent shivers of lust through her.
Bonnie continued to watch Lisa, who was crying now. Her tears fell onto the table cloth, staining it. Neil had tremendous staying power, and he kept ramming her hard and deep as he clenched his ass cheeks and flexed his stubby fingers in her soft ass flesh.
"Play with yourself!" he groaned, slapping her ass cheek hard. He withdrew his prick shaft until only his large cock knob remained embedded in her asshole.
Lisa balked, shaking her head, sniffling back her tears.
"You heard me! Finger fuck your cunt!" he bellowed. He leaned down, pressed his mouth to her ass, and bit deeply into her flesh at the same moment that he slammed his prick all the way up her shitter.
"Aaaiiie!" Lisa screeched as pain shot from her flesh to her muscles, slamming her nerves up to her brain. White-hot agony and anger melded into an explosion of savage lust.
Lisa spat like a cat, and she humped back farther on Neil's cock. She tore into her own cunt flesh with her sharp fingernails, insane with the overload of punishment she had received. Jabbing three fingers up her wet pussy, she began to fuck herself hard. Her nails gouged into her delicate cunt walls.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried, and she bucked and thrashed wildly.
But Neil rode her hard, never letting up, goading her on with his cock and his mauling hands.
Bonnie was dazed by the passion this ignited within her, and she felt a powerful orgasm rumbling from deep in her cunt. She shoved her pussy against Reuben's face, creaming so heavily that she drenched his lips and chin.
Moments later, Lisa and Neil screamed in unison as they experienced a mutual orgasm of stupefying intensity. Jizz splattered up Lisa's battered ass and pussy cream splashed out around her fingers, dripping onto the table cloth.
Ginger and Stella felt the same raw bliss several minutes later as the lusty men shot off their loads.
For nearly half an hour, the exhausted men and women lay about the room, fondling each other with mild desire, until they all caught their second wind.
Then there was a change of fuck partners, and the fucking and sucking was renewed with increased energy.
But Bonnie and Reuben, who were intrigued with one another, stayed together, refusing to give up the heady rapport they had developed. They climaxed several more times during the evening. Bonnie, lost in a whirl of sensual bliss, thought vaguely that she might be in love.
CHAPTER SIX
Bonnie felt as if she were under surveillance all week. She would sense someone staring at her, almost feel his gaze on her. Then, when she glanced up and looked around, she would see nothing but hungry customers, and waitresses and busboys scurrying around, doing their jobs.
And then, one night, she caught him. She was on her way to the cloak room at the end of her shift, when she caught a movement out of the corner of her eye. She felt that familiar tingling at the base of her neck, the feeling she always got when someone was staring at her.
She turned around quickly and saw him standing there, his eyes filled with yearning for her. When their gazes met, his jaw dropped and his face turned bright-red.
One of the new busboys, she realized with amusement. But she was touched by his obvious admiration of her, and by his acute embarrassment. Smiling sweetly, she walked over to him and she saw that he was shaking uncontrollably. He was about her height, perhaps a bit shorter, with pale skin, deep soulful brown eyes, and thinning brown hair. He wasn't the muscular type of guy she usually went for, but there was something attractive about him, something wistful and melancholy.
"Hi," she said cheerfully, extending her hand. "I'm Bonnie Stevens. I think you're new here, aren't you?"
"Yes, Miss," he replied, taking her hand, shaking it reverently. "I'm Nicholas Kopsky, but everyone calls me Nick."
"Then I will, too, Nick. Say, I couldn't help noticing that you seem to want to talk to me."
"Oh, Miss Stevens, I would never have presumed so much. It is enough to simply watch you, admire you. You are so very, very beautiful." He flushed even deeper. "Forgive a foolish man's obsessions."
The fellow was so polite and shy, so gentle. And Bonnie felt a strange attraction to him. It's probably his odd, formal way of speaking and those big, sad eyes, she told herself. But she replied: you mustn't talk like that, Nick. You mustn't be afraid to approach me. Tell you what. They're closing in here right now, but that diner across the street stays open twenty-four hours. I'll meet you over there in ten minutes, and we can talk over a cup of coffee."
"Why, that would be wonderful, Miss Stevens," he said, his eyes sparkling.
"Please call me Bonnie," she replied and, winking at him, she turned and walked into the cloak room.
They sat in a corner booth, drinking bitter coffee from chipped cups. Bonnie found the diner quite a change after working in the elegant Chez Rene all night.
It didn't take long for her to get Nick talking. He spun out a very sad tale. He and a partner had owned a thriving import business for ten years until his partner had run off with the money, leaving Nick with all the debts. Then his wife had become very ill and, after a number of reverses, he was now down to his last pennies. In desperation, he had taken the job as busboy.
"It's only temporary, though. Till I get back on my feet."
Bonnie smiled sympathetically at him, clasping his hand across the table. She wasn't sure she believed the whole yarn, but, by this time, she was hooked. Even if he was married and had four children. Even if he wasn't rich and influential. Something told her he would be a dynamite fuck.
"I didn't mean to bore you with all that," he said shyly, smiling up at her.
She shivered with arousal and smiled back at him, reassuring him that she was not at all bored.
"You have no idea what you do to guys like me, Bonnie. You're a golden girl, the sort of woman I have fantasies about. I love my wife and kids, but I desperately want to get close to you. God, you're beautiful!"
Bonnie was thrilled by his words. "Nick, come home with me tonight, darling. This golden girl wants to get close to you, too. Call your wife. Tell her you'll be a few hours late."
Nick gulped audibly, and his heart pounded in his chest. He had scored! He could not believe his good fortune.
"It's been one of my fantasies for years," Nick said as she opened the door to her apartment and ushered him inside, "giving my golden girl a long bath. Soaping her up, running my hands over her skin, then drying her, carrying into the bedroom and fucking her silly."
Bonnie felt her panties growing wet with fuck cream as he described what he wanted to do to her.
"Baby, it's not going to be a fantasy any more," she sighed. "The bathroom's in there."
As he drew the bath water, she went into her bedroom and slipped out of her clothes, then arranged her hair on top of her head. She lit some candles, then drew back the bed covers so all would be ready when they came back in to fuck.
She startled him when she walked in behind him. He was kneeling at the side of the tub, shirtless, testing the water. As he gazed up at her from his position on the floor, she looked like a bronzed goddess, tall and shapely. The enormous underswells of her tits were excruciatingly erotic. He saw the glint of cunt honey on her inner thighs, and he groaned with passion.
"How's the water?" she murmured, stretching her leg out to dunk her toes in the steamy liquid, giving Nick a fabulous glimpse of her juicy cunt.
His prick pulsed in his pants, straining painfully at the zipper. He had to use all of his self-control to keep from lunging at her, wrestling her to the floor and ramming his raging prick into her gorgeous cunt.
"Mmmmmm," Bonnie murmured. "Feels nice."
She lowered herself into the tub very gingerly. Not only did she want to tantalize Nick with her slow, graceful movements, but the water was very hot.
"Aaaah, that's delightful," she moaned as her large tits floated on the surface, a rosy glow suffusing them.
Nick couldn't speak. His hands shook as he grasped the bar of lavender soap from the dish by the tub and began to work up a lather. After putting the soap down, he gently smoothed his hand over her long neck. The feel of her skin was electrifying.
Bonnie closed her eyes as he delicately stroked down her shoulders, massaging them. Then he rubbed her long, tapering back as she bent forward.
"Oh!" she groaned as he lathered under her arms. He gently kneaded the side swells of her tits, first holding her slick, firm tit globes, then pressing them insistently with his fingers.
His balls ached as they churned in their sac. He was so turned on that he feared he might shoot off in his pants. He paused for a moment, talking slow, measured breaths to calm himself, and then he continued with the erotic play.
Around and around her luscious tits he slid his soapy hands. He couldn't get enough of the feel of her wondrously smooth tit flesh. Teasingly, Nick flicked his fingers at her long, hard nipples. He sighed with pleasure as he saw that it made her moan and shudder with arousal.
He picked up the bar of soap, worked up more lather, and slid his hands down her abdomen. She sighed and twitched ecstatically as her body began to tingle all over, coming alive to his loving touch.
Plunging his hands beneath the warm water, he began to comb his fingers through her lush pussy hair. He tenderly manipulating her swollen clit, evoking whimpers of excitement from her.
He slid his fingers back and forth through her slippery cunt, feeling her thick fuck juice ooze out around them, then float to the surface of the water.
"Oooooh, so nice!" Bonnie groaned as his thumb butted up against her vibrating clit, evoking sharp, sizzling currents of pleasure.
But Nick kept his cool. He didn't want to get her off just yet. He wanted to work her up to a wild frenzy in the tub, then fuck the shit out of her in bed, goading her on to a superb release with his rigid cock rammed up her cunt.
He slid his hand away from her spasming pussy and down the soft, sleek surface of her thighs. She moaned with frustration. She had been on the threshold of a powerful orgasm. One more twist of her throbbing clit, and she would have gone over the edge.
He caressed down her legs until he reached her ankles and her delicate, manicured feet. He grabbed the soles of her feet and pumped the flesh, opening a whole avenue of sensation to her.
She never dreamed that her feet were such hot beds of sensuous eroticism. His careful manipulation was causing a steady stream of thrilling sensations to course up through her legs and into her hot, quivering cunt.
"Oooohhh! That's good! So good!" she grunted, whipping her arms in her joy, splashing water all over Nick.
Nick chuckled at the unexpected shower of water that caught his head and chest. He gently turned her over onto her side so he could explore the expanse of her ass, kneading it until it was a mass of hotly aroused flesh.
He shoved the edge of his hand into her hot ass crack and sawed back and forth, exerting pressure on her ass hole, causing her to squeal with pleasure. Then he withdrew, and he sat back on his heels, smiling at her.
"I've got to fuck you, Bonnie. I can't take it any longer." He rose and offered her his hand. She really grasped it, rose slowly to a standing position and stepped from the tub.
Grabbing a fluffy white towel from the rack, Nick lovingly patted her dry as he kissed her neck and shoulders.
Then, with a dramatic flourish, he swept her up into his arms, holding her close to him as she wrapped her arms around neck and nuzzled his ear. Unsteadily, he walked with her into the bedroom.
The delicate fragrance of the scented candles filled the room, and cast a soft, exotic glow on the bed. Nick lowered Bonnie gently onto the sheets. He quickly stripped out of his pants and shorts, revealing his long, thick prick. It was beautifully shaped, and his cock head thick and widely clef ted.
"Come to bed. Come to bed," she begged as she wriggled her ass against the cool, crisp sheets.
The low light accented the curves and hollows of her perfect body. Nick held his breath, memorizing the moment, burning the vision of beauty and sensuality into his brain so he would later be able to call it up at will. Then he climbed onto the bed with her, sighing with ecstasy as he pressed his body against hers. He felt her tits mashing against his chest, her long sleek legs entwining with his.
"Oh, baby." He groaned, so full of emotion he choked up, unable to say anything more.
Bonnie began to kiss up and down his chest and arms, sliding down his body so she could lick and kiss his groin and thighs. He tasted salty and musky. She gently sunk her teeth into his hard flesh, restraining herself. She wanted this man so much that she actually had an urge to devour him.
She was fascinated by his heavy ball sac, so tightly stretched around his big balls that not a wrinkle or crease remained in it. Licking around the hard, jizz filled balls, she breathed in the heady, fruity scent of his groin and gently sucked one ball into her hot mouth. Bathing it with saliva, she rimmed her tongue around and around the surface.
Nick groaned and bucked at her. The tickling, prickling sensations he was experiencing were driving him crazy.
Carefully, she let the ball slip from her mouth and sucked in the other one, lavishing the same treatment upon it, until he groaned with uncontrollable lust.
"Stop!" he begged her. "I can't take it!"
She giggled, letting go of his tender ball, then planted a delicate kiss on the top of his cock knob.
They were both more than ready to fuck, and Bonnie did not want to delay any longer. She slid back up his body so they were lying, face to face, on their sides. As she kissed him passionately on the mouth, she flung her thigh over his hips and reached down. She grasped his hard cock shaft, dragging down on it so his prick head was pressed into her cunt slit.
"Aaah," she sighed, and she rocked forward and backward, rubbing his prick through her pussy lips. Her cunt juice sloshed lewdly around his cock as it probed into her succulent flesh.
Nick sighed with pleasure. Pressing his mouth to her neck, he licked along the graceful curve into the hollow of her shoulder.
When she could not stand anymore of the titillating sensations, she reared up, aligned her cunt hole with his throbbing prick head, and jammed forward.
They groaned in unison. The penetration was a wildly ecstatic moment for both of them.
They held their breaths for a moment, luxuriating in the union, in the sensation of his huge prick rammed into her hot cunt.
"Oh, Nick," she sighed and, getting a grip around his body, she began to move her pussy up and down his fuck shaft. They beat a fuck rhythm that grew faster and faster as they pounded into each other.
Nick, taking a firm hold of her hips, suddenly rolled over onto his back, carrying her with him. His cock was still embedded in her cunt as she landed on top of him.
She loved this position. It gave her more control. She could move her body in ways that best stimulated her sensitive clit. Bending her knees and crouching, she began to fuck him hard, reaching behind her to fondle his balls. She lurched forward, unsheathing his prick to the knob, then slammed back, impaling herself once again.
On the forward thrust, her tits dangled alluringly over Nick's face. He stretched up to lick and suck them, adding more stimulation to her wildly aroused body. Then, as she moved backward, she dragged her spit-slickened tit flesh over his chest, and his wiry hair tickled her delicate skin.
Gradually, she straightened her legs out behind her. Bracing her forearms to either side of his shoulders, she pressed her belly to his, her legs enclosing his. Her clit was riding on his hard, hairy groin. As her fuck button took a severe beating, it grew ever more swollen and stiff. Her pussy began to wrench violently around his prick at times clinging so hard to his rubbery cock flesh that he thought she might cut off his blood supply.
The fuck was every bit as good as he had hoped it would be. He groaned and yelped as her undulating cunt muscles milked his prick. Furiously, he humped up at her, at the same time, mentally commanding the aching pressure in his balls to go away so he could bring her off before shooting his wad.
As she sawed wildly back and forth over him, he reached up and slid his palm along her back, then across her wonderfully smooth ass cheeks. She grunted, nearly swooning as he dug his finger into her ass crack. He pressed his fingertip directly onto her pulsing ass hole.
"Ungh!" she gasped, her clit vibrating powerfully now as he teased at her ass ring with his fingertip. Bonnie arched her back and tossing her head from side to side. She mashed her cunt against him just as he plunged his finger into her hot, dry asshole.
"Aaagh!" she screeched, bucking down hard, pounding her feet against the mattress as he wriggled his finger up her ass hole.
His forceful gesture triggered a powerful orgasm. She screamed and thrashed as jolt after jolt of thrills swept through her, filling her entire body with sizzling spasms of relief. Her eyelids fluttered rapidly, and the room seemed to whirl about her. She began to sob uncontrollably with joy and relief.
Nick nearly shot off. He was excited by this proof of his virility, and by the amazing suction her climaxing pussy exerted on his steel-hard prick.
He removed his finger from her ass and lifted her off his prick, tumbling her gently onto the bed beside him. He leaned over her, kissing her eyelids softly, then turned her over onto her belly.
He quivered with desire as he looked down at the lovely lines of her backside-the broad shoulders, tapering back, gentle hollow above her ass. Her ass cheeks were so high and firm, her legs so long and sleek. Though she was still dazed and numb from the incredible orgasm she had just experienced, he mounted her, straddling her thighs. He pried apart her ass cheeks and delighted in the lewd vision of her ass hole. Burrowing his face between her ass cheeks, he kissed her ass hole. Then he lifted his head and, with a tremor, slid his cock head below her shitter until it hooked into the entrance of her pussy.
"Oh, yeah, yeah!" he sighed, and then he pushed forward, skewering Bonnie's pussy to the hilt with one smooth thrust.
She jerked slightly and stretched out her arms, grabbing handfuls of the sheet and crumpling the material in her fingers.
Nick began fucking her eagerly, ramming his gigantic prick in and out, in and out. He was reviving the tingling, itching sensations in her cunt that had just led up to her last orgasm.
"Oh, Nick!" she gasped, coming alive to his seemingly tireless cock. Her clit, rising up out of its sheath, was being dragged across "the sheets. Electric flashes of sensation coursed through her clit. It swelled to the limit, hard and pulsing, engorged with hot, lusty blood.
"So tight! So good!" Nick grunted as he plowed in and drew back. There could be no holding back now. His balls were churning violently, his jizz seething with increasing heat and pressure.
"Bonnie! Oh, Bonnie!" he bellowed at last. As he rammed in, a hot shower of thick jizz belched from his cock head and spewed into the depths of her writhing cunt.
As his cock juice hosed up her pussy, she felt another orgasm overtake her. She howled with fresh release, pulling on the sheet so hard that she ripped it.
Nick was riding a crest of pure, blissful release. He felt as if he had been catapulted into a new dimension of experience as the spasms of pleasure that sliced through him.
After unleashing an unusually heavy load of fuck cream, his cock began to soften and shrink. And when Bonnie wrenched her cunt muscles around his fuck shaft one last time, she accidently forced it out of her pussy. His prick slid, wet and sticky, onto the sheet.
"God, that was good!" Nick said, rolling off her as tenderly ran his fingers through her hair and massaged her neck. "Yes, darling, wonderful," she murmured. In just a few minutes, they were both asleep, snuggled up close to each other.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Bonnie had never felt so gloriously fulfilled in her entire life. She was doing work she enjoyed and she could give free reign to her sexuality.
Rarely did a day go by when she was not fucking Jim, Louis, Nick, or Lisa. Her finger fucking sessions in the bath tub were now rare, for she was getting a steady diet of the real thing.
Her deep satisfaction showed in her appearance. She was at the height of her beauty. Bonnie was radiantly healthy, wonderfully at ease, and more graceful and sexy than when she had been in her early twenties.
She got a lot of attention from men who ate at Chez Rene, and occasionally, she would date one. So she was not surprised when, at the close of her Friday night shift, Lisa walked up to her and said: "There's someone waiting for you in the reception area."
Bonnie arched her eyebrows, slightly perplexed. "Hell, it's not that turkey that was hanging around, mooning after me all last week, is it?"
"Un-un. I think you'd better check this one out. He's someone you know."
Lisa, who had grown used to the fact that she had to share Bonnie's charms with others, winked lewdly at her friend and slapped her playfully on the ass.
Her curiosity piqued, Bonnie walked out to the hostess' desk and cleared her throat to announce her presence.
The man in question was sitting on one of the richly upholstered chairs, his back toward her. He quickly turned his head. When he saw that it was her, he smiled and rose, facing her.
For a moment, Bonnie couldn't place him, but then her eyes lit up and her heart thudded heavily in her chest. Sexy and rich, that's what she wanted.
"Hello, Bonnie. I hope you remember me. Since that night I first got to know you, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind."
"I've felt the same way, Reuben," she lied, bestowing her most charming smile on him.
He relaxed visibly when she said this, and she was surprised that he seemed to put so much store in how she felt. Being on the board of directors for Altex, he was a very rich and powerful man, able to surround himself with desirable women. He needn't worry about what she thought.
"I realize it's rude of me to just show up like this . . . you probably have other plans. But would you consider coming out with me for a nightcap?"
Bonnie smiled knowingly. He really means, she thought, can he fuck me tonight?
But Bonnie was not one to indulge in false pride or miss out on what promised to be a good fuck. She replied: 'Why, I'd love to come with you. I've got my own car, though. I'll have to follow you to wherever you want to go."
"Not to worry. I'll just leave my Mercedes here. We'll go in your car. I can have my car picked up later."
"Fine, let me get changed," she said, "and we can take off."
"No need for that."
"But if we're going out"
"Come as you are," he said, his eyes twinkling.
It didn't take long for Bonnie to figure out why Reuben had not been concerned about her attire. They drove a short distance, then stopped in front of the Rutherford Hotel, where a valet parked her car.
Reuben took her arm and led her inside the plush lobby, stopping to pick up a room key at the desk.
"Why, you naughty man!" Bonnie pretended to be light-hearted, but she was a little hurt. He had assumed that he could just take her to a hotel and fuck her. Admittedly, it was an expensive hotel, but she had hoped he would really give her the royal treatment, with wine and dinner.
They rode up the elevator, his arm cinched tightly about her waist. Her mood lightened considerably when he unlocked the door to room 1205, and he turned on the lights.
She gasped in surprise and delight. It wasn't a room, but a suite with an entire wall of windows looking over the nighttime panorama of the city. Placed strategically about the sitting room were immense bouquets of roses.
"Oh, Reuben! It's wonderful!" Bonnie exclaimed, and she threw her arms around him, kissing him hotly.
He returned the kiss and patted her ass appreciatively. Then there was a loud knock on the door.
"Room service!" a high-pitched voice announced, followed by a discreet silence.
Reuben tore his lips from Bonnie's. He kissed her lightly on the forehead, then he walked to the door and opened it.
The waiter, a handsome young man in white, rolled his cart in. It was laden with caviar and bottled of iced champagne.
"Thank you, that will be all," Reuben said, slipping the boy some greenbacks.
Bonnie was truly thrilled. He was giving her the treatment, after all. Champagne and caviar ... the big time!
Reuben uncorked the champagne and poured them each a glass. They settled down together on the couch and looked out at the wonderful view.
"You excite me, Bonnie," Reuben rasped, looking into her eyes.
"And you excite me," Bonnie whispered. She grabbed his free hand and boldly wedged it between her thighs. Though she was still wearing her waitress' uniform, Reuben could feel the heat of her cunt beneath the material, and he groaned with lusty anticipation.
"Baby, baby," he sighed. "To us.
They clinked glasses and sipped at the bubbly, relaxing into the soft cushions of the couch.
Bonnie was feeling sensual to begin with. Once she had a little alcohol in her system, she got hot very rapidly, becoming receptive and yielding.
Before long, they had put their glasses aside, and Reuben had stripped her out of her clothes. She was stretched out on the couch, her eyelids drooping from the alcohol. She writhed and purred as he ran his fingers over her body, tweaking her hard, pointy nipples. Rubbing his hands down her ribs and tummy, he finally plunged his fingers into her golden tangle of cunt hair.
"Oh, Reuben!" she groaned. She reached out clumsily for his fly, trying to pull down the tab of his zipper, but he eluded her.
"No, Bonnie. Not here. I have a surprise for you in the bedroom."
She perked up at that, eyeing him with interest. He smiled at the way the champagne affected her. It made her pliant and childlike, though a little sloppy in her speech and movement. He found her behavior charming and sexy.
Rising from the couch, Reuben grasped her hand and pulled up. Grabbing her around the waist, he led her slowly into the bedroom. It was enormous, with a large mirror on the ceiling and what seemed to be a real fur spread covering the bed.
Bonnie gasped with pleasure. Wrenching free of Reuben's hole, she rolled onto the soft fur.
"Oh, it's fabulous!" she sighed. She began to rock and writhe, sliding her tits, then dragging her ass across the wonderfully smooth spread. She purred like a kitten and began to play with her pussy. Gouging at her pulsing fuck hole with two fingers, she squeezed and rotated her swelling clit with her other hand. Reuben, who had a much higher tolerance for liquor than she did, chuckled and shook his head. "Relax, baby. We have all night.
Besides, I've ordered something very special for you."
He walked over to the foot of the bed, and he dropped a cassette into the large machine resting on a small table there.
Gingerly, Bonnie released her clit and propped herself up on an elbow. She blinked as she focused on the large expanse of white opposite her. In her excitement, she had hurled herself onto the fur without even noticing the large screen set up a few feet away.
Reuben chuckled again as he saw her face filled with wide-eyed wonder.
"That night at the restaurant, I noticed how much you liked to watch other people fucking while you fucked. So I took the liberty of procuring some interesting films for us."
He really had thought of everything, Bonnie realized. She slid her tongue out between her lips, and she wagged it invitingly. Her eyes smoldered. "Come here," she said, patting a spot next to her.
Reuben was only too willing to oblige. By the time he had skinned out of his clothes and climbed on the fur with her, images had begun to appear on the screen.
He ignored them. Bonnie's lush body was enough to turn him on, and he wanted to concentrate all his attention on experiencing her. But she looked on avidly.
Three figures appeared on the screen; a tall brunette, with enormous tits, had her hands manacled behind her back, and two brawny men, dressed as Roman gladiators, guarded her. The woman, clad only in a tattered skirt, was obviously their prisoner, and it was clear what they meant to do with her.
Bonnie trembled with desire as Reuben began sucking on her tits, leaving large red bruises on her tender tit flesh. She squirmed and groaned, running her fingers through his hair as he teased her nipple by flicking his tongue at it.
On the screen, the blond man pushed the frightened woman onto the floor and ripped her skirt away, revealing her meaty ass cheeks. The other man, had curly, black hair and a muscular body. He grabbed a whip and began laying the lash across the sexy woman's ass as the blond man held her down.
Bonnie whimpered with arousal. Cunt juice flowed down her inner thigh, filling the air with its pungent odor. There was something wildly arousing about seeing another woman punished and manhandled like that.
Reuben was sampling Bonnie's flesh as if she were a rich, creamy dessert. From her tits, he licked and sucked his way down to her furry pussy, burying his nose and mouth in her wiry cunt hair.
"Oooooh!" Bonnie gasped, her pussy spasming, her clit rising from the top of her cunt, red and throbbing.
Reuben breathed deeply, delighting in the rich, musky odor of her amazingly juicy little pussy. Stretching her cunt lips apart, he slipped his tongue between the folds and slurped along her moist pussy meat.
"Ungh! Reuben!" Bonnie groaned, humping her cunt up at him, moving her hips until his tongue squeezed into her pulsing pussy hole.
His raspy tongue slid against the slick walls of her fuck channel. The friction it produced caused a thrilling series of sharp sensations to travel through her cunt, up into her belly.
She gasped and thrashed from side to side, staring intently at the action in the movie. The two men had stripped out of their clothing now, revealing their huge, erect cocks. The whip had been laid aside.
Now the blond grabbed a hank of the brunette's hair. Jerking her head up violently, he forced his gigantic cock into her mouth and down her throat. His companion had grabbed her beneath her belly, raising her haunches so he could thrust his mighty cock up her cunt from the rear. Red welts from the whip covered her wide ass, and she screamed and moaned as he slapped her ass cheeks hard, irritating her wounds.
"Oh my God!" Bonnie screamed, slamming the soles of her feet down on the bed, thrashing wildly as Reuben tongue fucked her cunt rapidly.
She was too aroused to question her perverse enjoyment in watching the brutal rape. Her heart pounded wildly, and her muscles strained as she became as taut as a bow string.
"Aaaiiee!" she screeched, humping up, mashing her cunt into Reuben's face as wave upon wave of release surged through her. Sheer ecstasy gripped her entire body, producing a searing pleasure that left her panting and exhausted.
Reuben pulled his face from between her thighs and smiled lewdly at her, his mouth frothy with her cunt cream.
As she lay limp and shivering on the bed, he moved off of her and knelt at the pile of his discarded clothing. From his inner jacket pocket, he removed four sturdy lengths of rope. Then, gripping them tightly, he returned to the bed.
Bonnie was breathing more slowly now as she burrowed into the soft nap of the fur. Her eyes were closed, and an angelic smile was on her face. She was totally unprepared for Reuben's next move.
Quickly, he grabbed one of her wrists, and he imprisoned it before she understood what was happening to her.
"No!" she screamed, trying to wrench herself free. But she was held tightly.
Panic gripped her, and a cold, clammy sweat broke out over her body. She suddenly realized that the film had not been solely to excite her during the tongue fucking. It had been Reuben's attempt to acquaint her with what he had planned to do; tie her up and fuck her brutally.
As he grabbed for her ankle, she kicked out wildly and delivered a blow to his shoulder, connecting forcefully. Angered, Reuben reached over and slapped her hard across her tits. Then he pulled hard on her ankle, tying it too tight. Stretching the other end of the rope to the foot board, he secured it there.
She struggled half-heartedly as he grasped at her other ankle. She was so terrified, she had lost her strength and will power.
"You're gonna love this, baby. I could see it that night at the restaurant," he rasped, gazing down at his handiwork.
Bonnie lay spread-eagled before him, helpless and open to receive whatever treatment he chose to give her.
"Oh, Reuben, no! Please! Not like this!" she whimpered.
"Shut up!"
His vicious tone scared her, but sent tremors of excitement coursing through her cunt. She fought down the gyrating movement of her hips that signaled her arousal. But the businessman quickly noted the fresh supply of cunt cream oozing from her fuck hole.
"Yeah . . . you know you're gonna love it!" he said.
Once again, he got off the bed, this time to retrieve an odd instrument he had hidden in the bedroom closet. It looked very much to Bonnie like a cat-o'-nine-tails. But instead of the cruel switches, there were long tendrils of what looked like velvet or velour. Nevertheless, her gut reaction was to cringe before him. She knew he would lash out at her.
Standing by the side of the bed, the whip in one hand, Reuben grabbed his prick with the other and began jacking on it very slowly. A look of sullen lust contorted his face. He drew back the instrument of torture, then heaved it forward. Its tendrils slapped against Bonnie's belly.
"Hungh!" she gasped, prepared for biting pain. But all she felt was a gentle, tickling slap. She shuddered with relief, looking up into Reuben's face.
He was smiling at her. Reuben pulled back the whip and struck out at her again with it. This time, he showered her upper thighs with the velvet-tipped lashes.
"Oooooh!" Bonnie gasped as the material swished through her cunt hair, beating gently on her clit. "Ooooh!"
She looked down her body and saw only a faint reddening of the flesh. She was relieved. This was proving to be a very interesting game.
Reuben pulled back and snapped the whip at her again and again, reigning gentle blows on her. There were fury and lust on his face but the results were merely stimulating to Bonnie. She could have her cake and eat it, too, she realized. She could be tortured and yet not be tortured, preserving the excitement of her vulnerability and her tormentor's lust.
"Oooooh! No!" she cried, faking pain and seeing Reuben's eyes light up with glee.
Catching onto his game, she grimaced and whimpered, pulling against her bonds as he repeatedly lashed her. All the while, he continued to jack strenuously on his stiff cock. His purplish prick flesh was so engorged with blood, it looked as if it might explode.
The velvet whip-tips lashed Bonnie's tits, bringing her nipples to spiky stiffness, then slapped against her belly. But what Bonnie liked best was the way the lashes slapped against her cunt gash and clit.
Reuben had worked himself up to a frenzy as he fired blow after blow at the succulent blonde. Her cries of anguish, belied only by the cunt juice that flowed from her fuck hole, were wonderfully arousing to him. As his cock lurched and twitched in his hand, he quickly moved his fist down to the base and squeezed hard.
He dropped the velvet whip and climbed onto the bed, staring down lustfully at his gorgeous captive. His eyes bulged and a large vein pulsed in his neck.
"Gonna fuck you! Fuck you hard!" he growled. He threw himself on top of her. Pressing his cock knob against her pussy hole, he lunged forward, driving his immense fuck shaft in to the hilt.
"Aaaah!" Bonnie cried as his huge prick slammed into her pussy, his cock head plunging against the end of her cunt tunnel.
His prick knifed in relentlessly, battering her guts and causing her pussy to churn and her ass hole to spasm.
"Oh Lord! Do it!" she wailed.
He grabbed her tits hard, squeezing the flesh mercilessly as he pistoned his cock in and out of her juicy cunt.
"Jesus!" he groaned, feeling her cunt walls cling to his rigid prick shaft. Her pussy muscles rippled along its length, exerting an irresistible suction on it.
With great effort, he drew back, pulling his prick from the clenching grip of her fuck hole. His cock head popped out with a loud smacking noise. He crouched, poised behind her, pussy cream and pre-cum dribbling off his fuck shaft.
Then, without warning, Reuben wrenched her pussy lips wide open. He pressed down on his cock head so that it wedged in a notch lower than her cunt, into her ass hole.
"Ungh! Shit!" Bonnie screeched hysterically as he skewered her dry ass.
He rotated his ass, setting up a corkscrewing motion, and he plunged in deep, deeper than any cock had ever gone in her shitter.
Bonnie's eyes nearly popped from their sockets, and her muscles strained as she endured the ravaging penetration of her ass. His cock knob rode up against her bowels, probing them. She felt a sickening surge in her guts, as if she were going to lose all control and shit on his prick.
But he backed off, withdrawing his long shaft of prick meat. With barely a pause, he rammed it back up her pussy again.
"Oooooh! Ooooh!" she grunted at this unexpected assault.
She humped up at him, all of her senses aroused, her entire body tingling with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"You, you . . . aaaah!" she moaned as he began fucking her pussy rapidly, slamming in hard, jarring her to the core.
He withdrew his cock from her clasping cunt, and he stabbed his sword-like prick back into her tortured little ass hole.
Shaking with pain, she stopped all movement as he fucked her brutally. Her ass ached with the battering it was getting, and her bowels churned with ominous violence. Just when she thought she could take no more, he pulled his prick out with a pop, and he jammed it up her cunt.
Bonnie wasn't sure how long this lewd exchange of fuck holes continued. All she was aware of was a rising tide of dire need within her. So tense were her muscles, so overwrought were her nerves, that if she didn't come soon, she thought she would explode.
Pain and pleasure alternated so swiftly and consistently that soon she couldn't tell them apart. Bonnie was a mass of quivering, straining flesh, on the verge of orgasm. She was tortured by her slow ascent to release.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted over and over.
As Reuben fucked into her sore ass hole once again, he felt her guts clenching and unclenching. Her ass and cunt set up a very fast vibration that jobbed his prick so hard, it triggered a climax.
Quickly, he wrenched his long fuck shaft from her quaking ass, and he grabbed its slimy underside. He aimed his cock head at her tits just as it began shooting thick jizz.
"Oh Christ!" Bonnie screamed as she bucked her ass up off the bed, pulling against the ropes.
She came and came and came, one intense orgasm following another. The feel of his hot, greasy cum splattering against her tender tit flesh only added to her powerful release.
It had been a totally gratifying fuck for Reuben, and he looked down with deep admiration at Bonnie. Wearily, he bent down and kissed her face, then proceeded to untie the knots that bound her.
"Baby, you're one in a million," he said.
She smiled up at him, so satisfied, she thought she must be experiencing a little bit of heaven.
"Bonnie," Reuben said as he slid down next to her. "Hmmmm?"
"Bonnie, I have a proposition to make to you. I ... I'd like to take care of you. Set you up in a nice little apartment, buy you clothes, keep you happy. Then I can visit with you when I'm in town. Would you like that, baby?"
He caressed her flank, sure that she would jump at the opportunity he had offered her.
Bonnie puckered her brow in thought. What he had suggested came very close to what she had dreamed about. He was married, of course, so she'd have to be his mistress. But would she really be happy as a kept woman?
She thought fondly of her hectic nights at the restaurant, her soft fuck and suck sessions with Lisa, her wild fucks with Louis and Jim, and the long, sweet hours of sensual love-making with Nick.
She turned to Reuben, kissed him tenderly on the cheek and said: "Reuben, darling, that's a kind offer, but I'm afraid I can't accept."
"What?"
"I enjoy my work and my freedom. I simply can't tie myself down. I went that route with my husband, before he dumped me for another woman. But I certainly still want to fuck you when you're in town!"
Playfully, she reached down and grabbed his prick shaft, noting with surprise that it was beginning to swell again.
Reuben was stunned for a moment, but then he chuckled softly. Putting his arm around her, he drew her close.
"Bonnie, baby, I guess your independence and energy are partly why I dig you so much. Okay, so you won't be my mistress, but we'll still have fun tonight, right?"
"Right!" Bonnie replied, cooing as she slipped his stiff prick between her cunt lips and humped forward, ramming it in deep.
Lying back on the soft fur, she looked up into the overhead mirror and watched herself straining under her virile lover. She watched as he pumped his ass over her, feeding her his prick meat with unrestrained lust.
She would take each day as it came, luxuriating in fucking and working.
"Oh, Reuben, fuck me hard!" she moaned, and she felt her muscles tensing, her heart beating rapidly as yet another orgasm swept through her tireless cunt.
