Terry Adrienne was finding her work in the office difficult at the West Hills Wholesale Furniture Company. However, now and then she overheard men talking about their bowling league games the previous night. It got Terry upset that she had never been invited to join.
When her boss, Greg Wilson, returned to his office, she thought she would go in and speak to him about it.
Greg had a pile of papers on his desk and shoved them aside as Terry walked in.
"What is it?" he asked, tapping his pencil on his mahogany desk.
"Mr. Wilson," Terry began, her breath coming short, "why haven't I been invited to join the West Hills Bowling League?"
"Well... you're welcome to join," he said, leaning back in his chair, "but we've got a lot of men on the teams. Usually the gals don't like to compete."
"I can hold my own in anything I care to," Terry told him in a clipped manner.
"Yes, Miss Adrienne," Greg Wilson smiled as he nodded in mock approval.
"There's one thing that really irritates me around here," Terry snapped indignantly. "That is the attitude that some of you men have toward women."
Greg lit a cigarette, leaned back behind his desk, and looked at her.
"You mean I'm not payin' enough attention to you, honey?"
Terry shook her head.
"That's not true and you know it isn't, Greg," she said, "but what I would like is to be accepted as an equal. Why don't you invite me to be your bowling partner at West Hills Bowling League next Friday?"
Terry's blue eyes lit up when she spoke. This excited Greg, who immediately nodded.
"You're on," he told her. "Sure, we'll go and we'll have a blast. We go right from the office, you know. We have our game and then we have dinner. So, honey, if you'd like to join a bunch of men for fun... fine. We got to a nice bar. It's called The Dugout. It's nothing super, but it'll pass."
"I'd love it," Terry told him.
The men who watched Terry as she joined the bowling league, marveled at her skill. She was proving to be quite a proficient bowler.
When the game was over Greg Wilson was impressed.
"Let me buy you dinner tonight," he told Terry.
"No way. One of the team. The men are buying their dinners, I'll buy mine. Okay?"
"Sure it's okay. Do it your way," Greg smiled.
After dinner and drinks Terry mellowed somewhat. She'd always found Greg a very attractive male. His penetrating brown eyes seemed to see right through her. He could look at her and almost understand what she was feeling or thinking. He knew that she cared a lot about him. However, Terry understood how Greg thought about casual sexual relationships. And this was what annoyed her. She didn't want it to be a one- night stand.
"Why don't you go home with me tonight?" he suddenly suggested.
She laughed.
"No," she told him. "I'm not going home with you, Greg. I just wanted to come here and enjoy an evening with the guys. And I think I did all right, don't you?"
He assured her that she had done an excellent job on the bowling team.
"Now, honey," he told her, "we could have a good time. Your place or mine?"
Finally Terry relented.
"I don't know whether you can make me happy or not," she told him flatly. "Let's find out." They went over to his apartment and immediately he started talking about sex.
"Why is it necessary for you to discuss sex?" she demanded.
"Because it's one of the most important things there is," he insisted, "and I don't want you to be accusing me of rape. Terry, don't you ever get that urge to go to bed with a man? If you don't have equivalent feelings regarding having sex, then you're not equal. The man is the aggressor and the female is the one who is the pursued."
Terry thought about it a long moment.
"To tell you the truth, Greg," she said, looking vaguely away, "I do find you damned appealing. But I don't care for your attitude toward sex. It's rather disgusting."
Greg sipped his drink slowly and smiled at the stunning blonde as she leaned back on his sofa and looked away with that dreamy expression in her eyes.
"I don't think of you the way I do many women," he said. "I've put you on a pedestal. You're really gorgeous. You're very efficient at the office. You can bowl with the best of them. You proved that tonight. Baby, if you want me to go to bed with you and give you the fuck of your life, just smile at me."
Terry instantly frowned.
"You're so damned crude," she said. "I think I'll be going now."
Terry got to her feet, ready to leave. Greg knew he had to move quickly.
"No," he begged her, "don't go now. Please don't."
She enjoyed the stimulating sensation of having him pressing his body against hers. Thrills shot through her and she was excited and stimulated.
"I'd really like to go down on you," he told her. "I'd like to kiss you all over."
Terry's mind was tormented. She knew that she desired Greg almost as much as he desired her. Yet to admit such a thing was frightening.
"I know you'd enjoy it," he told her, "but you're afraid to admit it."
Greg cleared his throat and watched her. Finally she looked into his eyes.
"I've wanted to have sex with you ever since I met you when I came to work at West Hills Wholesale Furniture Company."
"Some of those guys back in the finishing rooms have said they were ape for you, honey. They know what a gorgeous woman you are. Terry, baby, I wanna have sex with you. Now."
It didn't take him long to tear his clothes off. As he stood before her stark naked, with his huge cock sticking up in front of him, a desire to do anything to him roared through her mind. Terry undressed and they walked into the bedroom together.
"What I really enjoy is having a girl go down on me and kiss my sex organs," he confessed. "I love to feel a girl's tongue licking at my cock and balls. I really get a kick out of it. It sure turns me on. Do you think you could lick my balls? Could you run your tongue up and down the length of my stiff prick?"
Terry looked at him lustfully. There was something arousing and stimulating about the sight of his huge, throbbing, male penis.
"Yes, yes," she said huskily, "I would love it."
It didn't take him long to make up his mind. He knew what he had to do. He led her to the bed. He stretched out on his back and looked at her.
"Don't you disappoint me, honey," he told her. "Get down there and start licking."
Hypnotized by his words, the beautiful young blonde crouched over her boss's crotch. It was a big thrill to grip his tremendous penis. She gently stroked him. The odor of his sex organs stimulated her.
"I want you to suck my head," he told her. "Suck my cock. Gradually work your mouth over the whole thing until it's all the way in your mouth."
It was a difficult thing for Terry to make up her mind that she was going to do as Greg told her to. She looked at his throbbing penis and then gently let her pink tongue tip slide across the head of it.
"OOOHHHH," Greg exclaimed, "DOES THAT EVER FEEL GOOD. AAAHHH, THE GIRL I LIVED WITH THE LONGEST USED TO SUCK ME. OHHHH, OHHHH, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SUCK. COME ON, SUCK IT."
To her amazement, it was not difficult. Slowly she began to suck in his cock, inch by inch.
"Whatever you do, Terry," Greg told her as he reached down to grip her head and guide her, "don't pull your mouth off my prick. I want to shoot my cum in your mouth and see you suck and swallow it."
The thought of sucking his cock until he had exploded frightened her.
"I... I can't," she exclaimed suddenly as she pulled her mouth off his rigid, hard prick meat.
That got him angry. Greg glared at her.
"Get your cock-sucking mouth back down over my prick," he exclaimed hotly, "and don't ever do that again. I was almost ready to shoot my wad in your mouth."
Terry was startled by the tone of rage in his voice. Yet she recognized that she apparently had upset him plenty. He was so hot and horny for her that obviously he needed satisfaction and expected it.
She gripped his cock and began slowly pulling. He loved the exciting sensation of her hand pumping on his penis.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he cried out anxiously, "SUCK MY COCK. SUCK MY COCK."
Terry's mouth moved up and down the length of his thick, throbbing shaft. At the same time her finger tips massaged and caressed his balls. She closed her eyes and savored the taste of his penis in her mouth.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he panted passionately, "SUCK MY COCK. COME ON, SUCK IT."
She was thrilling to the exciting, stimulating sensations that she was experiencing now.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK MY PRICK, SUUUUCK IT, SUUUUCK IT." Her lips fastened firmly on his slick, sliding penis shaft. She was hungry for him now. Terry was actually curious to discover what her lover would taste like.
"OOOHHH, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. GET THE RHYTHM. OHHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YESSS," Greg groaned as his ass writhed and twisted, while his throbbing, long penis plunged down her throat. "EAT IT," he exclaimed hotly. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES."
Delicious waves of erotic pleasure surged through her body now. She could almost taste the sperm actually splashing in her mouth. She wanted it. It was a unique, totally uninhibited, bizarre sexual experience.
"I'M ALMOST THERE," he gasped. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK IT. SUCK IT OFF."
He was ramming it to her in a rhythmic tempo. "YES, OHHHHH, SUCK OFF."
She was discovering that she could take more prick meat down her throat and still manage to breathe than she ever thought she could. His cock caressed the back of her throat as he rammed it.
"YES, OHHHH, YES," he told her. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. COME ON, SUCK OFF."
His throbbing penis exploded. Gushes of hot, white cum surged down her throat.
"EAT IT, EAT IT," he exclaimed. "YESSS, SUCK IT. SUCK IT OFF."
She loved the taste of it and sucked and swallowed every drop of his thick, creamy cum load. He ran his fingers through her hair appreciatively.
"OOOHHH, TERRY, BABY," he panted as he kept pumping his prick down her throat, "PUT YOUR FINGER UP MY ASSHOLE WHILE YOU FINISH SUCKING OFF MY DICK."
Terry's finger gently eased up his tight anal passage while she finished sucking his cock and swallowing his thick, creamy cum load.
Easing her mouth off his cock, she looked up at him lovingly.
"Did you like it?" she smiled.
He nodded.
"You bet I did," he told her. "It was wild."
Terry was pleased that she had satisfied him. And now he told her what he wanted.
"Hey, baby," he told her, "I wanna go down on you."
He wasted no time. He angled himself so that his mouth was even with her pussy. Then he began using his fingers to stimulate and arouse her. She felt a terrific sensation as his fingers massaged in her juicy vagina hole.
"OHHHH," she gasped as she felt goose bumps of excitement all over her body.
The nubs of her bosoms stiffened with excitement. She looked down and watched him. She was blushing as he licked at her crotch. Terry was quivering and whimpering as he went on fingering and licking all around her hair-fringed fissure.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," Terry panted as she ground her cunt in his face.
She never realized how stimulating anything like this could be. When he withdrew his fingers from her vagina and they were slick, he began slipping his index finger up her asshole. At the same time he pumped his tongue in her vagina. Her body shivered with delicious arousal as he finger fucked her asshole and sucked on her cunt.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she cried out anxiously, "LICK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, GREG, I LOVE IT."
She threw her legs over his shoulders when he withdrew his finger from her asshole. Her cunt ground in his face in a regular rhythmic pattern.
"EAT ME, EAT ME," she panted. "OOOHHH, YES, YES."
She knew she was going to be cumming. And she wanted nothing more than to have him suck her dry. She could feel the blush of her skin and her nipples swelling with blood. Reaching up, Greg gripped her nipple tips. He squeezed them lovingly as he went on sucking at her vagina.
"OHHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she cried out. "I LOVE IT. OHHHHH!"
All at once she was cumming. He sucked her hungrily, thrilling to the delicious taste of her pussy juices.
When he pulled his tongue out he gently let his tongue slide along her slit. She lay there relaxed and satisfied.
"Did you like it, baby?" Greg smiled at the young office girl that he had seduced.
"Oh, Greg, it's beautiful the way you do it," she confessed.
Greg pulled away from her crotch. He moved up so that he was even with her body as she lay there naked on his bed. Wrapping his arms protectively around her, he embraced her and then passionately pressed his hot lips against hers and kissed her.
CHAPTER TWO
Greg couldn't help being curious to know more about his beautiful blonde co-worker Terry Adrienne. She never did say much about herself and he vowed that he was going to find out some of her secrets.
"Tell me," he asked her, "tell me a few things about yourself."
"I grew up in Wisconsin," she explained, "and that's why I got bored. I figured life in the Windy City would be more exciting. So I came down here to Chicago."
"What about your folks?" he asked her curiously. "Aren't they uptight over the fact you are a lovely young lady and alone in the city?"
Terry thought about it. She knew how angry her mother was when she told her that she was going to leave home.
"Yes, my folks are furious," she admitted candidly, "but I had to do my thing. Everybody has to find himself. And that's why I came here."
She looked at him and wondered how he felt about what she was doing.
"You're a turned-on gal," he told her, "and you've got a lot on the ball. However, there's one reason that I don't believe you're ever going to turn men on. You're always trying to prove something. And a guy could really get upset. Of course, when you spread your legs and I get down there and go at it, I must admit I've never licked a cunt that was anymore delicious than yours."
The expression on Greg's face was one of naked, raw lust. There was a lewd smile that played about his lips.
"You're really proud of yourself, aren't you?" she demanded.
Greg nodded.
"I get what I want," he told her.
She thought about that for a long moment. Then she remembered a boyfriend from high school who'd said about the same thing when he was on the make for her. She remembered how repelled she'd become over his ego.
"You've got an awful ego," she snapped.
"Yes," Greg grinned, "I have."
She smiled back and laughed.
"So much in fact," she told him, "that you've succeeded where others have failed."
Greg nodded. She stretched and leaned closer to him.
"Now, baby," Greg told her as he stroked her head, "I want to give you a real treat. I wanna fuck you."
At first she was fearful. He said it with a menacing manner.
"Why do you have to talk like that?" she demanded.
He nodded.
"Because it's me. I wanna fuck you up the asshole."
Shuddering at the thought of sodomy, the young blonde nervously turned away.
"What's wrong?" he demanded bruskly.
Turning slowly, her eyes met his.
"Well, I'm no whore. Maybe it's okay to do things like that with them. But I'm not gonna ball that way with you!"
Greg laughed out loud.
"You're something else. You're a lot of things."
"Like... what?" she demanded.
"You're a lucky lady," he told her. "You're a lucky chick to have gotten to fuck with me. You don't know how many women at that office have tried to get me to bed with them. Some of them want me to go home and have a three-way. Well, I don't dig that. I like my private piece of ass. And I'll be damned if you aren't the best piece of ass I've had in a long time."
Glaring at him, she didn't hesitate to let him know what she thought of that.
"And that's all I am to you, Greg. I think I'd better be going now."
No doubt about it, he was an impossible person to cope with. Just as she was getting off the bed, he reached for her.
"Don't go now," he told her. "I wanna fuck your ass."
Terror struck in her heart as he glared at her. The anger that surfaced in his voice, the menacing tone, frightened her completely.
"It's... all right," she hedged, trying to get out of it any way she could, "but I really should be going home now. I... I can't stay all night."
"Why not?" Greg demanded. "You don't have to go to work tomorrow. I don't either. Now let me screw your ass."
Fearful of him, she figured it was better to back off her decision to leave.
"Anything you say, Greg. But please, damn it, take it easy."
His eyes were glancing at her buttocks.
"You've got a real cute ass," he told her.
It frightened her when he reached out and began letting his hands wander around her bare buttocks.
"I wanna stick my tongue up your asshole," he told her, "and finger your cunt at the same time. How does that grab you?"
If there was one thing in the world that Terry wanted now, it was to tell Greg Wilson what she thought of him. He was demented, he was out of his mind to ever expect her to submit to such a depraved suggestion.
"Now, baby," he told her, "Just get in the middle of the bed and bend over. I'll come at you from behind."
Terry hesitated for a long, tense moment. She didn't know how to respond.
"Now listen to me," he said. "You'll enjoy it. I promise you that."
Greg had a way about him that he could make a woman do his bidding. He figured he'd better ply her with liquor as she wasn't relaxed at all. And if there was anything he hated to do, it was to try and force his cock up her tight anus if she was tense.
"I think we need a drink about now," he suggested.
"All right," Terry agreed.
It didn't take Greg long to get a drink. And then, handing her a screwdriver, he told her how appealing she had always been from the first time he'd laid eyes on her.
"It didn't sit well with me 'cause I didn't get a chance to fuck your rear," he told her. "I noticed you each day. And it drove me out of my mind."
At that point she noticed that he'd brought a couple things with him when he'd stepped out to get the drinks.
"What's that?" she demanded.
"It's a whipped cream can," he told her. "I'm gonna use it for our private little sex party."
She shook her head.
"Well... why do you want to use that?" she demanded, her voice trembling.
"I like to lick whipped cream out of a chick's ass," he said Softly.
A quick laugh, a nervous shake of her head, and she said calmly, "I mean, that's crazy."
"The best fucks I've ever had were with crazy people," he laughed. "Now get on your knees in the middle of the bed and bend over for me."
He moved menacingly over to her and picked up the whipped cream container can. Reluctantly she bent over.
"Raise your ass up to me," he demanded.
She arched her buttocks so they were in the air, conveniently positioned for him. All of the sudden she felt him spraying the whipped cream all over her bare bottom.
"Why are you doing this?" she demanded.
"So I can lick it off your ass," he smiled.
He gripped her smooth, satiny ass cheeks. Then he began licking the whipped cream off her buttocks. He sucked and licked and nibbled on her ass cheeks. Glancing in the mirror, she could see what he was doing. The next thing she knew he was plunging a finger into her vagina.
"Damn it, what are you trying to do?" she complained.
"Suck your ass and fuck your cunt," he told her.
It was true it did feel fantastic to have him licking her bare buttocks. She even enjoyed the gentle nibbling of her ass cheeks. And then his finger plunged into her vagina and she felt him massaging her love button. His tongue suddenly stiffened and plunged up her asshole while he fingered her cunt.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "YES, YES, I LOVE IT."
Waves of stormy excitement splashed over her body. She was enjoying immensely this exciting adventure.
"OOOHHH," Terry gasped, "SUCK MY ASS. FUCK MY CUNT."
The delightful sensation of being finger fucked while she was being ass sucked provided a dual combination of erotic thrills that she never knew existed before. It chased all inhibitions from her body.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, I LOVE IT," she said, writhing underneath him.
He leaned forward, driving his tongue in penetrating stabs all the way up her rectum.
"OOOHHHH," she groaned, "YES, YES, YESSS."
She was trembling and panting and juicing. He pulled his tongue from her asshole and flipped into her vagina from underneath.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "YES. I LOVE IT."
At first she was begging him to stop and now she was begging him to go on loving her. His tongue flipped back and forth in her vagina until she was juicing. She ground her pussy in his face as he sucked her hungrily. He clamped his hands on her twisting buttocks and held her in place while he finished lapping her up.
"OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS," she cried out eagerly. "OOOHHH, AAAAHHHHH!"
The waves of pleasure that she had experienced in her lusty, burning body had him turned on. He knew what he had to do. He had to fuck her and fuck her fast.
It didn't take him long to apply a coat of Vaseline to his throbbing, long penis. Then gripping her buttocks, he gently shoved forward. As she felt his penis probing between her ass cheeks, she was frightened.
"I can't take all of that cock up my ass," she told him. "Don't even try it. Damn you!"
Words she barely knew existed were tumbling out of her mouth with ease now. It was amazing how quickly she'd become acclimated to this kind of wild sex.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "STOP IT."
But there was no stopping him. Suddenly he stabbed his rigid, hard prick deep up her behind. To her surprise, when his prick plunged past her tight anal ring she felt the most intense pain she had ever known existed. She let out a piercing scream.
Clamping his hand over her mouth, he rammed forward with a hard, deep cock stab.
"FUCK IT," he exclaimed as he rammed it to her. "OOOHHH, YES. OH, BABY, YOU'RE A LITTLE TIGHT BUT I'LL LOOSEN YOU UP.
COME ON, FUCK. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YESSS," he groaned as he kept driving up her hot, tight ass.
She was thrilled with the delicious sensations of his prick ramming in her. She loved it. Terry twisted on the sliding, stabbing dick.
"YES, YESSS," she exclaimed hotly, "FUCK MY ASS. RIDE IT UP MY ASSHOLE."
It pleased him now that she was cooperating. She was wiggling her ass and twisting. It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of his cock up her rectum.
"I knew you would enjoy this," Greg exclaimed. "Oh, baby, I was really lusting for your ass."
He was going out of his mind now. As his prick plunged in her rubbery, tight rectum, he reached underneath her to finger her bosoms. He pinched the taut nipples as he rammed forward.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he exclaimed, "NOW YOU'RE FUCKING. AAAHHHH, BABY, MILK ME. I'M ALMOST THERE."
Instinctively Terry knew what to do. Her ass muscles seized his prick. She twisted on his cock and then began with a milking motion to pull and tug at his penis. He was almost ready to explode and unload his hot stream of white sperm up her tight, slick asshole.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
It was thrilling and stimulating to him to have her cooperating like this. His hands clasped her full, weighty bosoms. He again pinched the taut nipples and she twisted her ass for him as he exploded his load in her tight, twisting tail.
"I'M CUMMING," he panted as he pumped it to her. "YES. FUCK OFF. COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT."
Without care now, he rammed it up her ass with all of his manly might. His leathery balls slapped against her buttocks as he drove in.
"OOOHHHH," she groaned as she felt her ass stretching to accommodate his thrusting, huge prick which sawed into her like a knife. "FUCK. HARDER, HARDER!"
He shoved in all the way, thrilling her completely- "YOU'RE KILLING ME BUT IT'S THRILLING," she confessed. "OH, GREG, SCREW ME. HARDER, HARDER."
Her joy and pleasure in getting ass screwed thrilled Greg. He figured she was a hot woman. She had the smile of a prostitute and he loved that. Yet she was innocent and her tight rectum indicated she had not been screwed much, if at all here.
When he finished screwing her butt, he eased off her ass. His cum dripped on her buttocks and he wiped it off with his hand. He slapped her ass cheeks playfully and lay down beside her.
She smiled, looking at him with half pain and half ecstasy.
"You really rammed it to me," she admitted.
He smiled.
"Baby, I had to shove it up you to teach you how much pleasure sodomy can be."
It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of his cock. She had wanted it all.
"Next time I'll be gentle," he said.
She giggled.
"Not too gentle, Greg."
Then looking at him honestly, she asked, "Are you always so rough?"
"No. I told you, I got carried away. You were sure terrific."
Greg's hand touched Terry's head, stroking her blonde hair. She snuggled up to him. She fell asleep that way. But Greg couldn't. Not ever. He always had to withdraw, to be apart, to be alone in his sleep. But he waited before getting free and sliding over to the edge of the bed. He was starting to doze when he realized that he should get her home. He had so many things to do the following day. Yet he had told her that she should stay all night. He finally got up and walked around the foot of the bed. He looked at the blonde, naked girl lying there like a small child curled up where he'd been beside her a moment before. Tomorrow... tomorrow he would have to tell her not to get any ideas about their relationship. Better to be up-front about it and tell her it was just a good one-night stand fuck and that was it. Yet, he wondered if he could tell her that. There was something so fantastic about the way she had sucked on his cock that he couldn't forget it. It was wonderful.
Finally he got back on the bed. Judging from the way she had responded, nobody had ever been up her asshole before. More than that, he thought to himself, she hadn't even sucked cock. It was fun working with a gal sexually to bring her out. There were so many things that he could teach her.
He imagined what it would be like when they'd have a wake-up fuck. That's what he was thinking of. He couldn't sleep there beside her. He got off the bed and went into the living room and fixed a drink for himself. He sat on the sofa and shook his head. Could he ever forgive himself for what he was doing to some of the women that he had gone out with? Usually he would give them such a wild time in bed they would get strung-up on him. Then he would have to tell them the truth about his erotic nature. That he just wasn't turned on to the idea of being faithful to anyone. That's the way it was.
Slowly shaking his head and finishing his drink, he got to his feet. He went over to the window and looked out. The moonlight was falling on the trees. It was fall. Wouldn't it be something, he thought to himself, if Terry was his wife? He could count on her every night. There would be so many exciting things they could do together. It was going back and forth in his mind like balances, as he tried to make a decision about what to do with his relationship with Terry. He'd have to figure it out before tomorrow morning. She was just a kid. A beautiful kid from the farm country of Wisconsin. She had something wholesome about her. Something that wasn't spoiled or tainted. Greg knew all too well about his own sadistic nature, about his own desire for variety in sex. Even though he was aware of the fact that he should be settling down, he didn't want to. He enjoyed this wild time of playing around. He only hoped he could explain somehow to Terry that it wasn't because he didn't think a lot of her that he wanted to end their relationship-but that he might get to think too much of her. That's the way it was. He did have an occasional twinge of despair when he met someone like her, but he had to kill it. Otherwise, it might destroy the lifestyle that he'd become accustomed to.
He leaned forward and once more looked out through the Venetian blinds at the moonlight as it illuminated the trees and the small patio of the apartment house where he was living. Soon it would be covered with snow. Cold and white and beautiful.
Greg went back to the bedroom and stretched out beside Terry. She once again moved over to his side of the bed and wrapped her arms lovingly around him like a small child hugging a parent. Just the kind of relationship he was always trying to avoid. There was something athletic and strong and manly about Greg that seemed to attract women. He could have them sticking to him like flies to fly paper. But it wasn't to be-and he knew it, as far as Terry Adrienne was concerned.
CHAPTER THREE
The next week at work Terry Adrienne quickly learned how Greg Wilson thought of her. He acted as if he barely knew her. That got her angry. She figured the only safe way out of her rather tight situation was to continue going to the Bowling League games and making a play for other men under his nose. Maybe it would get him jealous.
Her bowling scores were good and another man at the West Hills Wholesale Furniture Company told her she ought to go again.
"Sure, I'll give you guys some competition," she laughed.
Again she proved to be an excellent player. And when her score elicited some positive comments from the other men, Greg Wilson did take notice.
"You know, you're very good," he told her. "I've got to hand it to you."
The longer the men complimented her, the more jealous he got. And that was exactly what she wanted.
At the last moment, before she was ready to leave, she was grateful someone did ask her out.
"Hey, Terry," Peter Brent smiled at her, "why don't you join me for a drink?"
Greg Wilson watched. It was obvious to Terry that he was getting jealous.
"Sure, Pete," she greeted him, "why not?"
Pete Brent was a handsome, blonde young man who had recently come to work at the furniture factory just a couple weeks before. Greg shook his head and walked away as Terry smiled and joined Pete for a drink at the bar around the corner.
As they sat together talking about the game, Pete pressed his leg against Terry's under the table. Terry didn't want to say no to him. Yet, she didn't want to appear like an easy mark.
"Why Pete," she smiled up at him, "you shouldn't do that."
Pete smiled.
"Why not?"
It was apparent that she did enjoy the feel of his leg against her thigh, or she wouldn't have been pressing right back. His eyes traveled to her face with her peach-smooth, creamy white complexion, accented by her sea-blue eyes which hypnotized him. Her red lips contained just the bewitching degree of sensuality to make a hungry man wonder what it would be like for her to pucker them determinedly and let them press with a seething, erotic glow as they pulsated with pounding precision against his own quivering lips.
Her shimmering strands of blonde hair hung almost to her shoulders. He looked at her and couldn't help telling her what a beautiful girl she was.
"Why thank you," she said in a soft voice. "Do you always zero in on your prey with a good line?"
Pete laughed.
"You have such a nice way of putting things," he told her.
They continued drinking and then Pete began talking about his job at the wholesale furniture company.
"It's just a stop-gap job," he insisted. "As a matter of fact, I hate it. They make you wear that mask so you don't get a lot of sawdust when you're polishing and finishing. Anyway, why should we talk about work? Now we should talk about play."
Instantly she picked up on his desire. However, she still didn't care to let him know just how urgently she wanted him. He might think of her as a cheap slut and then would treat her like one if she let on she cared about him as much as he cared about her.
"Why don't you say something?" Pete smiled.
"What should I say?" she asked as she looked away.
He looked at her body and he could hardly wait to tell her what he wanted. Then he told her suddenly: "I want to go to bed with you."
"I will say this, Pete," she told him, "you don't beat about the bush."
Just then a cocktail waitress attired in a skimpy outfit that showed off her behind to good advantage breezed by.
"Can I get you anything?" she asked, looking over her shoulder.
If ever there was a girl who looked as if she was a hustler doubling as a cocktail waitress, it was this young woman.
"No, we're quite all right," Terry told her.
"Oh, I'm sorry if I interrupted anything," she said as she wiggled away.
Pete burst out laughing.
"She's a cute little chick, isn't she?" he grinned.
"I didn't notice," Terry told him flatly.
The next thing Terry knew, Pete was placing his hand on her thigh.
"What are you doing that for?" she asked nervously.
"Three guesses," Pete smiled, flashing his dazzling toothy grin in her direction.
If there was one thing that was getting Terry disgusted, it was how fast Pete was coming on. At least he could give a little class to his sexual bids.
"Didn't you ever learn that you don't move in that fast on a lady?"
Pete shook his head.
"Some ladies love my approach," he said, letting his hand wander over her thigh.
"Well, I'm not that kind of a woman," Terry quipped.
Pete apologized. Terry slowly accepted his apology.
"Of course I do find you rather appealing," she said in a husky voice, "or I wouldn't be here. But carrying on with someone in the office might not be a good idea. No doubt you'll talk with some of the men in the factory where you work and say what a good time you had with the boss's secretary. Then there could be trouble. You know Greg Wilson thinks a lot of me."
Pete nodded.
"Sure I know," he told her. "Every guy in the back talks about what a nice piece of ass you'd be."
"I'm flattered," Terry snapped with mock appreciation.
He smiled.
"Oh, I shouldn't have said it that bluntly," Pete told her casually. "But they all do say that you are a super chick."
"Well, that's nice," she told him. "What else do they say in the back shop?"
"I'd hate to tell you," he insisted.
"Don't feel inhibited, just feel perfectly free," Terry said, looking angry. "I imagine they let their imaginations run riot. Go ahead, tell me."
"Oh, they say it would be fun to have you in an orgy. You know, two guys making love to you at the same time."
"How disgusting," Terry grimaced.
"I think so, too," Pete agreed. "I think it's morbid for a guy to share a woman. As a matter of fact, Terry, I wouldn't want to share you with anybody."
Terry was pleased to hear that.
"Nice to know you have some character, Pete. I was worried there for a moment."
"You don't have to worry," he assured her. "The thing I really would like to do now is quit talking and start acting. I mean, well... let me take your hand, honey."
"Why?" Terry exclaimed as she felt her hand under the table being placed on Pete's bulging crotch. She could feel the outline of his throbbing hard-on pulsing and ready.
"You can tell," he told her, "how turned on you've got me."
Terry pulled her hand away and put it on the table.
"We ought to clear out of here," she said as she observed the cocktail waitress coming over.
"Can I get you anything?" the girl smiled with her saccharine voice.
"We'll just pay the bill," Pete announced.
Pete paid the bar bill and then they left together. They got in his car and drove to her apartment. "It'll be better if I just stay overnight and then go to work with you in the morning," he told her.
"No way," Terry insisted. "You can come in for a drink, but that's all."
Pete paid no attention to her comment. He figured she was a hypocrite and wanted to make herself out as Little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes. He figured she'd fuck like all the rest of them once they were naked together. The difficult thing would be getting her to agree to take her clothes off so she could get hot for him. For he always figured that when a woman caught sight of his huge, throbbing penis, it would turn her on all the way.
Pete sat back in the sofa while she went over to the bar and mixed a drink for him.
"Make it a double," Pete suggested.
"Sure, baby," Terry told him.
She handed him a drink and sat down across from him.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of," he told her as he appraised the glowing sheen of her body.
"I know," she told him. "You probably are going to suggest that we should have sex without guilt and all that crap. Let me tell you something, Pete. You guys have the gift of gab. You've learned your lines as you've let your balls dictate everything to your mind. Well, I'm not one of those girls who is a cheap lay. So enjoy your drink and if you try anything don't think I won't go to the boss and tell him what a bastard you were to try to almost rape me. I've got my line figured out. So enjoy your drink."
Pete got to his feet, placing his drink down dramatically on a glass-topped cocktail table.
"Don't break it," she quipped.
He glared down at her.
"If there's one thing I don't like," he said quickly, "it's a prick teaser. You know, a girl who eggs you on, makes you think maybe you can get something from her. And then pulls out at the last minute and says, 'Sorry, buddy.' Well, I'm gonna shove off. You can stay here and use a vibrator for your cunt."
"How dare you talk to me like that?" she snapped, getting to her feet.
She looked so beautiful and sensuous with her angry, blazing eyes that he got excited all over again.
"You drive a man ape," he exclaimed. "Even though I hate you, I want to fuck you."
"Yes, because sex is an act of violence as far as you're concerned," she told him. "That's what's so disgusting about you. Well, I'm not going to bed with you. And don't you forget it!"
He could tell that she meant business.
"You've got a hell of a lot of nerve," he told her, "and don't you get me angry. You understand?"
She understood. She understood all too well.
He was like an animal, restless and lusty.
"Having sex with you is about the last thing in the world I'd consider," Terry said when he suddenly wanted to make her prove her statement. He was certain she was as hot for him as he was for her.
Wrapping his arms around her he suddenly pressed his sensuous lips against hers.
"Take that," he told her lustfully. "And that." The more he kissed her, the more excited she became. He could tell from her trembling body that she did desire him.
Her lips extended in a spontaneous smile as he finally pulled away. His eyes darted from her bosoms down to her crotch. Then he looked up at her again.
"Now, baby," he told her, "I'm gonna leave. You've driven me to sexual madness and I'm not gonna be guilty of rape. So just leave your gorgeous tits for yourself. I won't touch those nice strawberry red nipples."
He looked at her creamy white breast flesh and in a spontaneous movement reached out and touched her there.
She didn't waste any time in telling him she wanted him.
"TAKE ME," she whispered huskily. "I WANT TO FUCK YOU."
Her dazzling smile as she said this had him so aroused he could hardly stand it. He wanted to tear off her clothes and fuck her on the floor.
"You really mean it?" he demanded, looking at her with a world of urgent lust surfacing in his eyes.
"Every way, Pete," she whispered. "I want to do wild things to your body."
He looked at the sharp contours of her alabaster breasts. The smile on his face widened much more now. He felt a tremendous surge of freedom as he reached down and gently began to stroke her bosoms.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "let's go in there and have sex together now."
CHAPTER FOUR
They walked together into the bedroom. Terry slowly started to strip as he watched her every move.
"It's awful to get so horny for somebody," he told her, "and then wonder whether or not she's gonna let you satisfy yourself."
As she eased out of her clothes, he saw her shapely alabaster breasts dancing unrestrainedly without a brassiere. His eyes wandered down to her milky, firm, curvaceous, creamy legs. He looked at her blonde curly pubic hair.
"BABY, WHAT A BODY," he told her.
He was thrilled that she had finally freed her jutting, firm breasts from the confinement of her tight-fitting brassiere. Apparently she wanted to let him see plenty of her breasts, he calculated, as she had worn a half-cup bra.
"I want you, too, honey," she told him. "Pull off those shorts and let me see what you've got between your legs. I felt it tonight under the table and I'll admit it did give me a jolt. It sure was hard and big."
She stared at his hands as he slowly unveiled for her his throbbing, big cock. When his penis flipped into view, she looked at its pulsating hugeness.
"WOW!" she exclaimed. "YOU SURE HAVE A BIG PRICK."
He went over to her and slowly pulled on his cock.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "DOES IT EVER FEEL GOOD TO PULL ON MY PECKER. BABY, YOU'RE GONNA HAVE ALL OF IT. AND YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU WANT WITH IT."
Terry's electrified body moved across to him, filled with sensual awareness and desire. She loved the sight of the telltale droplets of cum on the head of his cock. Just one glance at his huge penis starting to juice stimulated her.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "HAVE I GOT A COCK FOR YOU!"
The voluptuous blonde let out a whimper of delight as she reached out to grasp his penis. She tugged on it and he loved the sensation of her hand pulling on his throbbing, huge prick.
When they were on the bed together, her eyes focused on his penis. He glanced at her naked cunt, enjoying the sight of it.
"PULL ON IT," he told her. "THAT'S IT, BABY. GIVE ME A NICE JACK JOB."
Terry quickly discovered she was developing a rhythm as she pulled up and down on his throbbing member.
"OOOHHHH, AAAHHH," he told her as she pulled with heavy strokes, "I LOVE IT. COME ON, BABY. LICK MY PRICK."
Hesitatingly, Terry brought her mouth to his throbbing, rigid hugeness. She bent over and let her tongue gently slide over the head of his cock shaft.
"YES, YESSS," he cried out passionately, "I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, PULL ON MY DICK. PULL ON IT."
He watched as her hand grasped his sturdy man meat. She pulled in even, regular strokes.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he cried out in wild abandon, "PULL ON MY PRICK." She continued pulling on his lust-bloated cock and then she let her mouth slip to its head. Slowly she eased her mouth over the head of his shaft.
"OOOHHH," Pete gasped as he reached out to grip her head. "OHHHH, SUCK. SUCK IT."
It was thrilling to have his huge prick slowly easing into her mouth. He gripped her head and ram med forward in scissor-like movements.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her. "YES. I LOVE IT. SUCK IT, SUCK IT."
She almost choked from all of that cock meat in her mouth.
"OOOHHH, WOW, BABY... SUCK IT! SUCK IT UNTIL I CREAM!"
Her finger tips massaged his balls. And at the same time she moved up and down on his huge, throbbing prick.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he told her as his throbbing prick drove in and out of her mouth.
She squeezed his penis tightly and kept sucking.
"CAN YOU EVER SUCK COCK," he told her as his jaw dropped and he lay back and enjoyed it.
He thrust his prick all the way down her throat as her tongue swirled over the head of it, licking it, laving it, loving it.
She managed to glance upward as he kept on thrusting his prick down her throat.
"SUCK IT," he told her. "SUCK IT."
She licked it hotly with her pink tongue swirling around it in the moist, oven-like heat of her mouth, her lips stretching painfully around the thick, rigid circumference of his hardened erection. Pete peered down at the blonde, still dumbfounded with shock and surprise, watching as the glistening wetness of his long, gleaming cock slid in and out of her willing mouth.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her as he saw it moistening with her bubbly saliva until it looked like polished marble, blue-veined with ribbons of surging blood.
Terry's lips were blown out with the distended pull of his penis. Pink ridges of soft, feminine flesh clung to the heavy, blood-engorged thickness of his prick, only to be rammed back into her mouth as he drove deeply between her lips.
He thrilled to the exciting cock sucking. It was apparent that she knew how to do it.
"OOOHHH, BABY, YOU'RE HOTTER THAN A PISTOL," he told her. "I CAN'T REMEMBER WHEN I'VE EVER HAD A COCK SUCK AS GOOD AS THIS."
She opened her mouth wide around his throbbing penis and spoke. Her words were muffled by the hugeness of his cock but he could hear her easily- "Stop talking and get busy, lover," the naked blonde breathed huskily. "I need you between my legs... eat my pussy. Tongue it and lick it until I scream."
The naked young man managed to swing himself around so he could get down over her pussy. Even the torturous rhythm of her cock-sucking expertise remained in perfect tempo-her lips stretched hugely around the thick-veined hardness of his penis, her tongue swirling around and around like an ecstatic kid with an all-day lollipop. He was on his hands and knees now over her pussy, his face moving down the flat, smooth plane of her belly to the slight rise of her pubic mound and the sparse, wispy blonde curls of her cunt. Pete nosed his way into the sweet-smelling vee and she squirmed excitedly when his tongue made that first mind- blowing contact with the pouting, moisture- rimmed lips of her pussy. Pete's tongue lashed into the fleshy soft warmth of her labial slit as she stretched out under him, her lips still hotly encircling the dangling pole of his cock, sucking and pulling on it, making him stimulated all the more.
Pete toyed with his bloated testicles. She could hardly wait for that moment when his sweet juice would surge into her mouth. His balls responded. Then she had another idea to stimulate him all the more.
Terry slowly eased her mouth off his throbbing, excited cock and licked all around his ass crack. She spread his buttocks and then let her tongue suddenly stab right up his rectum. This got him so excited that he moaned and groaned in a passionate frenzy. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK MY ASS. SUCK MY ASSHOLE."
The passionate feelings that flashed through his body were driving him out of his mind.
"EAT MY ASS," he exclaimed in a frenzy. "OOOHHH, YES, YES. SUCK MY ASS."
She kept driving her tongue rigidly up his asshole as his body spasmed in erotic frenzy. Then she pulled her tongue from his buttocks, licking his ass cheeks and his balls. She sucked on his balls and once more laved his penis.
"SUCK MY PRICK OFF," Pete panted. "OHHH, BABY, YOU'RE WILD. SUCK IT OFF."
Terry was far more uninhibited than Pete ever imagined she could be. He thrilled to the erotic sensations that were flashing in his body while she sucked wildly.
"EAT MY PRICK," he panted. "OOOHHH, SUCK IT, SUCK IT."
His cock rode down her throat. Then she gripped his ass cheeks and felt his sinewy buttocks as he rhythmically pumped his prick to her. The throbbing head of his cock was ready to explode. She wanted to taste him. Terry was curious to know what Pete's white sperm would taste like.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he panted as he felt his cock unloading.
The gagging pole of his cock was shooting its white-hot sperm down her throat and she was going out of her mind.
"SUCK IT, OOOHHH, TERRY... SUCK IT HARD NOW. SUCK IT HARD!" he choked as he felt her lips clamping on his cock and her throat swallowing his cum. "SUCK, SUUUUCK!"
The delicious taste of his jissum thrilled her. She gripped the sinewy flesh of his buttocks and let him ram it down her throat hard.
"OOOHHH, YEAH, YEAH!" he spat, his thighs and pelvis quivering as the spurting gush of hot sperm raced along the length of his prick, erupting in her mouth again, like an open fire hydrant.
His cum splattered against the back of her bruised throat passage and warmly trickled down her gullet, mingling in her belly with the stirring juices of his sperm that he kept shooting. It was like sweet-tasting, warm honey and she swallowed it lovingly, licking the droplets from his still- throbbing cock head, gulping it all down into her belly.
Her fingers groped tenderly for the lust-bloated flesh of his scrotum, and her hands lovingly squeezed his balls, gently milking them until all of his hot sperm was in her throat. Then and only then did she let him pull his rubbery prick from her mouth. After a long while he spoke.
"Terry... how did you know how to suck my cock so good? I mean... " She smiled at him.
"Let's call it inspiration," she replied. "You had such a big cock that it intrigued and excited me. Then I got fascinated sucking and licking on it and it happened."
He was eager now to get down to her pussy. And he wasted no time.
"Let me return the favor," he suggested. "I'm gonna lick your cunt real good."
Wasting no time, Pete got down between her legs. He examined the silky, shimmering strands of cunt hair in her seethingly moist mound. Her wetly matted pussy hairs possessed the same glowing blonde texture of the hair on her head. After focusing on her cunt hairs, he looked at the pink, glowing, vaginal softness of her pussy that appealed to him.
"Damned, you've got me so stimulated I can hardly stand it," Terry panted.
Sure enough, the fleecy, wet pubic curls and the drippingly soft, inviting pink slit which rested beneath them indicated how aroused she'd become.
Overcome with naked lust, and consumed with overwhelming desire to stimulate herself, she felt her heart racing like a trip-hammer. She reached down and let her erotically supercharged fingers slide smoothly against her gooey juices, which covered her silky wet pubic hairs.
"I'm on fire, I'm on fire down there," she told him.
The lusty fires burning within her body rose to a crescendo as she extended her lewdly splayed legs, parting them with wicked, animal, lusty desire. She was ready to let Pete go to work now with his tongue, to satisfy his carnal ecstasy.
She loved the delicious sensation of his fingers wickedly slithering their way inside of her gaping, dripping-wet pussy. Pete was tickling her clitoris and doing it in a perfect tempo. Her trim, perfectly proportioned body jackknifed eagerly in an ever- swelling crescendo of unimpeded lust as she whimpered and gasped, while he toyed with her sensitive clitoris with several more sensuous finger strokes, then swiftly moving the swirling sex activity ever onward to the fiery crevices of her fleshy, hair-fringed fissure, which moved inevitably to the piercing moment when the juices would flow in a torrential downpour of naked passionate arousal from her sensuous slit and into her fingers.
Terry let out a loud gasp, her flailing hips pumping in a whirlpool of passionate frenzy as she felt Pete's tongue licking at the searing geyser of her cuntal opening. She pumped her cunt in his face and reached out to grip his head. She ran her fingers through his hair as she kept pumping her pussy at him in a frenzied manner.
"OOOHHH, EAT ME," she panted. "OOOHHH, YES. OH, PETE, LICK MY PUSSY. LICK IT."
Pete licked her cunt. And then she wrapped her legs over his shoulders and lustfully ground her cunt eagerly in his face. He could tell from her slickened pussy that her flowing pussy juices were about to erupt wildly.
She closed her eyes and thrilled to the delicious sensual encounter she was experiencing with Pete. His fingers gripped her ass cheeks as his tongue thrilled her pink slit with its rhythmic movements. Naked, searing lust shot through her body.
"OHHH, BABY," she told him, "I WANT YOU. I'VE GOT TO HAVE YOU."
His tense, invigorated body pushed forward in snake-like earnestness as he shoved his thick male member between her nakedly splayed legs. She could feel his throbbing, huge prick driving into her moist cuntal walls.
"OOOHHH," she panted as sweltering fires of effortless lust caused her to grip his shoulders.
She enjoyed the sensation of his huge, throbbing prick driving into her with wild abandon. Quickly he pumped the mammoth, blood-engorged prick in and out of her cunt.
"GRAB IT WITH YOUR CUNT," he told her as he shoved the full length of his lust-bloated, blue-veined penis into her pussy with jolting jabs.
Her cuntal muscles clutched his sliding, shoving manhood. She rocked her hips with wild desire as he rode into her.
"OOOHHH," Terry gasped as she lasciviously twisted her legs around his body, wriggling her surging buttocks suggestively as she responded to every superb drilling movement that he sent forth with blistering intensity.
"FINGER FUCK MY ASSHOLE WHILE I'M SCREWING YOU," he told her.
Quickly Terry's hands reached down to grip his round, firm buttocks. Parting his ass cheeks she inserted her finger into his tight anus.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she cried out frantically. "OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, YES, YES. LET ME FEEL IT."
His driving attack thrilled her. She wanted to feel his penis plunging into the very depths of her pussy. And at the same time she was stimulating him as she let her finger plunge up his asshole.
"I like it," Pete exclaimed, his eyes lighting up. "Oh, yes. Your cunt is tight. And it feels good to have your fingers sliding up my ass."
His swollen balls brushed back and forth as she went on fingering his ass while he fucked her cunt.
It was invigorating and stimulating to have him come on like this. He enjoyed pressing his penis into her tight, clutching pussy.
"OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she called out gaspingly, "I WANT YOU. OHHH, I WANNA FEEL YOU CUMMING IN ME."
"JUST KEEP TWISTING THAT HOT ASS OF YOURS," he called out excitedly. "OH, BABY, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. YES, YES, FUCK IT."
They were giving each other every kind of thrill. Her finger plunging up his tight anus, massaging his prostate gland as he fucked her cunt. With devastating desire he continued ramming in her with all of his manly might. She was twisting and squirming as he fucked.
"YOU'RE A HOT FUCK," he told her. "FUCK, OOOHHH, FUCK!"
Terry closed her eyes once more and heaved a prolonged sigh as her sturdy ass cheeks wiggled vigorously while the warm, wet droplets of her womanly fluid bolted in a flash from her wildly invigorated cunt.
"I'M CUMMING," she cried as she provided lubrication for his hotly stabbing prick. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
He continued driving his fleshy, naked penis into the innermost depths of her captivated cunt, while thick, voluminous drops of his sperm splashed inside of her pussy. He was cumming now. She'd ignited the fires of lust within his body as she fingered his ass and her cuntal muscles gripped his devastating prick.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK, FUCK," he cried out passionately.
Waves of delicious desire swept through her body as she felt him finishing his ramming, stabbing fuck.
Slowly he withdrew his thick, rigid cock from her cunt. Some of his cum dripped on her pussy. He smiled down at her.
"YOU'RE A TIGHT PIECE OF ASS ALL RIGHT, TERRY BABY."
A feeling of disgust swept through Terry as she looked at him. He was obviously thinking of her only as a sex object.
"I know what I mean to you," she said.
Instantly Pete caught on to her disgust at his response.
"Well, what do you want?" he demanded. "A bag of gold?"
That got Terry even more angry. He was treating her like a whore. What was more, he was even enjoying it. There was a look of treachery that played around his lips as he grinned down at her.
"I don't think you have a very nice attitude," she quipped.
"Attitude, my ass," he told her. "You're lucky that I came home with you. Plenty of women want me to screw 'em. They say I'm one of the best studs they've ever made it with."
"Well, that'll be the day when I beg for it," she told him.
Then he quieted down and talked to her.
"Has anybody ever told you you're beautiful?"
She glared up at him.
"Has anybody ever told you that you're crude?"
Pete looked directly into her eyes and burst out in laughter.
"Look, baby doll," he told her, "I just wanted to get my rocks off. Anything wrong with that?"
"You're behaving in a disgusting manner," she told him. "When a man has sex with a woman the least he could do is display a little sensitivity. All you wanted was the passionate side of sex."
He laughed.
"You sure are one hell of a nasty broad," he shook his head angrily. "You expect too much. It really burns the hell out of me that I give you a good time and the thanks I get is a kick in the ass."
She got off the bed and walked naked into the living room. As Pete observed her striding back and forth across the living room, he once again found himself getting attracted to her.
"Let's have a re-run sometime," he told her. "There are a lot of things we could do together. We've just begun to get acquainted."
Terry shook her head.
"Why should I?"
"Because you enjoyed it, too," Pete reminded her.
Terry didn't have an answer to that.
"You could sleep on the sofa if you wanted to," she told him.
"No, I'd rather go home," he told her. "No doubt you'll give me a tongue lashing in the morning."
Terry smiled.
"Pete it's rather difficult for me to adjust to a man's moods. I guess I have my own fantasies about sex. I thought that sex was something where two people loved each other and kissed and panted and then fucked. But I guess that's not it anymore. You want to get your rocks off and a gal is supposed to want to cum. And that's all there is to it."
"If there was anything more to it," Pete told her, "people are just lying to themselves. Tryin' to kid themselves. Live in illusion land. Sex is a fuck. A fuck is getting your rocks off. And that's the way I see it."
Pete went back into the bedroom and picked up his shorts and slipped into them. Terry slid into a robe as she watched Pete get dressed. When he was finally dressed, he walked over to her and looked into her deep blue eyes.
"Thanks for a good time," he told her.
"Pete... " Terry left her sentence dangling in the air.
"What is it?" he asked her.
"Nothing," she told him. "I guess it wasn't really important."
CHAPTER FIVE
Terry realized that her bowling night was when she could show herself off to very good advantage.
The following Wednesday night when the West Hills Furniture Team went to the Carver Bowling Alley, she was dressed in clothes that showed her sensuous figure off to perfect advantage. And sure enough, after the game, one of the men came over to talk to her.
"Gotta hand it to you, honey," he told her, "you sure know how to bowl. Not many women have got it down like you have."
"Why thank you, Caesar," she said, looking up at the swarthy-skinned, young Italian man who had bowled for the team that she was on.
"Hey, maybe you'd like to have a drink with me after the game," he suggested.
"Don't you have to get home to your wife, Caesar?" she questioned.
"Forget it," he told her. "My wife's gone to visit her sister for a week. Her sister is ill and she had to go. Gets mighty lonesome."
"I'm sure that you know how to take care of the situation, Caesar," she said suggestively.
"Hey, you tryin' to tell me something?" he snapped.
"Why, no," she said, shaking her head. "What would ever make you say a thing like that?"
There was something strange and mystical about Caesar that fascinated her. His penetrating brown eyes seemed to look searchingly at her now as she tried to determine whether or not she should agree to go out with him.
"How about it?" he asked her eagerly.
"All right," she finally agreed. "Why not?" Caesar didn't take her very far from the bowling alley. There was a small bar called The Big Shot. A lot of the people from the bowling alley went there and a couple of workers in the back shop of the furniture company spotted them both as they came in. That bothered Caesar.
"I think we'd better split from here," he told her. "I don't want any word to get back to my wife. People misunderstand, you know. I mean, it would be innocent and harmless but they'd get the wrong idea."
She burst out laughing.
"I read you," she told him. "Let's go."
They left together and he got in his car and she joined him. He drove quite a distance to where he was certain he wouldn't see anyone who knew him.
When they were in the Jay Hawk Bar drinking, they seemed to understand each other. It was strange how being with a man that she really enjoyed fascinated Terry to the point where she couldn't quite listening to him. He was intriguing and interesting.
"I've got to hand it to you," she told him. "You've sure got the gift of gab. I could listen to you all night."
"All right," Caesar smiled, "I'm gonna give you a chance to listen to me all night. How about coming home with me?"
She shook her head.
"Sorry, Caesar," she told him, "but I don't go out with married men."
"Marlena wouldn't mind," he insisted. "She's a broad-minded gal."
She laughed as she listened to him trying to explain how it wouldn't matter to his wife if they stepped out together.
"All right," he said nervously, "I want to tell you something. I would just talk to you. Nothing more."
"Promise?" she demanded.
"Scout's honor," he replied.
"Well, I don't know whether I should trust you," she said flatly, "but I guess I might as well."
All the way down the freeway to Caesar's home, he acted the role of the perfect gentleman. He didn't put a hand on her or say anything out of the way.
"Are you interested in psychic things?" he asked her finally. "You know, like psychic phenomena?"
"Yes," she replied.
"You know we are all like broadcasters," he explained. "Your mind is sending out signals all the time."
"Are you picking up signals from me, Caesar?" she asked suspiciously.
"Yes," he replied, "I am."
Fearful of where this dangerous trail of thought might lead, Terry dropped it.
When they got to Caesar's home she couldn't help but be impressed with the nice residence that he had.
"Oh, I just love your house," she said, looking at the Cape Code house sitting on the large lot.
"It's comfortable," he said as he opened the door and asked her to enter.
"Oh, what a good housekeeper your wife is," she observed. "Everything is in such perfect order."
Caesar smiled.
"Marlena is a good woman," he told her. "That's what makes it so miserable when she's gone. I have to find other diversions to amuse myself. We're just like a couple of kids together and I really miss her."
"What a wonderful relationship you obviously have with your wife," Terry congratulated him.
"Except for one thing," Caesar smiled.
"I was afraid you were coming to that," she nodded knowingly.
"Well, every man has an urge to try something different now and then," he confessed, "and I was just wondering if maybe you would like to try some different kinds of sex with me."
"What kind of sex are you talking about?" the stunning young blonde said, shaking her head.
"Kinky sex," he smiled.
She was excited, aroused and alive. Her heart was pounding and her pulses were beating. There was a wonderful dryness in her throat as she spoke. And the strangest thing was that she wasn't feeling any guilt about Marlena being gone. He looked at her and smiled. Then he walked over to her and placed his hand on her bosoms. Quivering sensations ran through Terry. She felt a bolt of raw sexual lust charging through her. Nothing in the world felt so good as Caesar's smooth hands sliding silkily over her bosoms.
Terry wanted to let him know how much she desired him. But she didn't dare.
"You're a wonderful woman," he told her, "and I'm sure that we could experience a lot of sexual pleasure together. That is, if you would be willing to adventure with me."
She shook her head.
"What kind of sexual adventure?"
"I would like to see what you look like with your clothes off," Caesar smiled.
"Can't you see me well enough from where you are?" she teased.
"No," he shook his head. "I want to see you bare ass naked."
There was something about the way Caesar said that that turned her on.
"What if I were to take you up on that?" the young blonde woman smiled.
"I... I would love it," Caesar exclaimed excitedly.
There was a feeling of suspended enjoyment that shocked her. It was wonderful and fabulous and great. His moving hands over her bosoms all but took her breath away. She sighed a low, uncontrollable moan, feeling it come from deep inside her throat as his hand continued massaging her breasts. She leaned forward and he kissed her passionately. He filled her mouth with his tongue.
"OOOHHH, CAESAR," she gasped as he gripped her body tightly and hugged her.
"I knew I had to have you tonight when I saw you at the bowling alley," he told her. "You know how to use your body. You really get me turned on. You drive me ape."
There was no getting away from it. Caesar did have a manner that really got to her. She was strung up on him and couldn't help herself.
"Oh, baby," he told her lustfully, "I've got to love you. Why don't you take off your clothes right now?"
She was tortured and tormented with her own guilt feelings now. She knew that he probably would have an awful opinion of her if she simply stripped. Yet that was what she wanted to do. She wanted to bare her body for him and give him everything that he sought.
"What's wrong?" he demanded.
"Oh... nothing," she whispered softly.
He could tell. He knew he had to make his move quickly. Grasping her once more, he kissed her again passionately. When she finally tugged her mouth away from his, she looked at him. Thrills charged through her and then he told her that he expected the chance to see her bosoms.
"If I could just see your breasts," he told her, "that would be enough."
Slowly removing her blouse, she tossed it aside in a sensuous manner. Her half-cup brassiere got him all the more aroused. He wasn't disappointed when she removed her brassiere and he caught sight of her great bosoms. And then surges of ecstatic delight tumbled through her as the soft suction of his lips on her nipples made all previous feelings of delight dim by comparison.
"OOOHHH, CAESAR," she gasped, "THAT'S WONDERFUL. I'VE NEVER KNOWN ANYTHING LIKE IT."
Caesar's lashing tongue laved her swollen, bullet-like nipples repeatedly, then his mouth opened wider and once more pulled the entire rounded breast inside, massaging the nipple with his pallet as it almost reached into his throat. The suction of his lips added to the gentle teasing of his tongue and the roughness of his pallet were enough to make her gasp with delight. She was totally lost in all this.
"OOOHHH, BABY," she smiled at him, "I LOVE YOU."
Terry was so totally lost in all of this action that she was unaware of his hands reaching down to unfasten her skirt. Then she felt it sliding down to the floor. He glanced at her sheer panties and telltale signs of moisture were surfacing around her crotch.
"OH, BABY," he told her, "LET ME FEEL YOU DOWN THERE."
Tugging at the elastic waistband of her panties, he inserted his hand, plunging his index finger into her vagina and thrusting it vigorously into her pussy.
"GRAB IT WITH YOUR CUNT," he whispered crudely. "OH, YES, BABY. LIKE THAT."
She was totally turned on now as her cuntal muscles seized his finger.
"OH, FUCK ME," she begged. "I LOVE IT."
Instinctively, his fingers pumped into her vaginal mound. She clamped her young thighs together, trapping his hand.
"OOOHHH, YES, YESSS," he exclaimed. "I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YESSSS."
She could see his huge crotch bulging and she reached down slowly and unzipped his fly. Reaching in, she wasted no time fumbling around for his cock. She pulled his throbbing penis out and gently tugged it back and forth.
"OOOHHH," he exclaimed passionately, "JACK ME. OHHHH, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. LIKE THAT. YES, YES."
The delicious waves of stormy excitement that flashed through her body had her trembling with lusty desire.
"I want you to fuck me," he demanded, "and fuck me good. Let's go into the bedroom." Wasting no time now, they turned and went into the bedroom. The moment that she saw him removing his pants, she saw his huge, throbbing penis jump to life. It sent throbbing shock waves of desire through her trembling belly.
"OHHH, WOW!" she gasped as she reached out and gripped his strong, overpowering penis.
"Everything I've got is yours," he told her. "Go ahead and pull on it."
She continued pulling on his throbbing cock. He became more aroused, more stimulated every moment.
"YES, OHHHH, YES," he panted passionately, "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT."
The wonderful thrilling delights that shot through her body had her completely aroused now.
"Baby," he told her, "I want to have you on your knees and worshipping me. I wanna feel your tongue swirling around the head of my cock."
Her body became like a fire flame building higher, threatening to roar completely out of control and consume her with its delicious raptures. Instinctively she dropped to her knees. There she was, faced with eight inches of hard cock meat. Its quivering tip thrilled and excited and stimulated her. The musky aroma of his manly loins intoxicated her with lusty desire.
"Open your mouth," he ordered, "and let me give you my cock."
She opened her mouth and he brutally shoved his thick prick meat inside. She felt it sliding to the back of her throat. He shoved forward and fucked her furiously.
"OOOHHH," Caesar groaned as he gripped her head and guided every inch of his thick prick meat into her willing mouth.
He watched as the saliva-slickened surface pumped back and forth.
"OHHHH, YES, YESSS," he panted passionately, "I LOVE THAT. SUCK, BABY, SUCK."
He was slowly shoving in and out. She watched as she saw every inch of his throbbing prick flesh gliding down her throat. She loved having him pull it way out and then shove it way back. His balls flipped against her face as he fucked her with hard, determined movements.
He kept sawing in and out of her lips. He loved the way her lips clasped his cock.
"FINGER MY BALLS," he panted as he went on thrusting inside of her mouth.
It wouldn't be much longer until hot, white streams of cum shot from his cock head and down her throat.
"OHHHH, EAT IT," he exclaimed. "OHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK. SUCK MY COCK OFF. SUCK IT, BABY, SUCK. OOOHHH!"
Thrilling excitement of the wild cock sucking continued. Caesar closed his eyes and threw his head from side to side, savoring every fantastic moment of her hot mouth as she willingly sucked his pumping prick.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed. "OHHH, AAAHHH, YES, BABY, SUCK OFF!"
She enjoyed licking the huge shaft. She was waiting for that moment when his cock flesh would explode.
"Got something good for you," he told her as his leathery balls slapped against her face.
His pulsing penis exploded. He unloaded in her mouth and she gulped greedily, sucking every delicious drop of his prick meat.
"EAT IT," he cried out anxiously. "OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, YES, YES. SUCK IT OFF."
As she finished sucking his prick off and swallowing his cum load, she looked up at him. The lust-glazed satisfaction that surfaced on his face thrilled her. She pulled her mouth off his massive penis and then she got to her feet. He clasped her tightly and kissed her as he told her how much he enjoyed it.
When they went over to the bed he wasted no time in telling her what he wanted to do.
"I like to eat pussy, but Marlena doesn't approve," he told her. "I hope you enjoy getting your cunt sucked because that is what I really enjoy doing."
She smiled as she eased a pillow under her buttocks and spread her legs.
"I would love that," she assured him.
With her legs parted at a perfect angle so he could get his tongue in there, she lay back and savored the delicious thrills of him tongue fucking her. Stiffening his tongue, he stabbed suddenly forward. With a deep, plunging tongue jab he began loving her, giving her sensual thrills such as she'd never known before.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she groaned as she wrapped her legs around him.
He enjoyed being embraced by her sweaty thighs as she ground her pussy to his lips.
"SUCK ME, SUCK ME," she begged frantically. "OOOHHH, YES, YES."
Delicious waves of stormy excitement shot through her body. His hands clasped her ass cheeks. She could feel his finger nails clutching and clawing at her buttocks as she pumped vigorously to his lips.
"EAT ME, OOOHHH, EAT ME," she panted as flames seemed to roar from the hidden depths of her vagina.
She wanted him to tongue fuck her. She had no idea how fantastic it could be to feel his finger sliding up her asshole while his tongue flipped back and forth in her cunt. Fires were burning inside of her body, fires of lusty desire that had to be quenched. His face kept sliding closer and closer to her crotch. She loved the way his tongue flipped around inside of her cunt. The throbbing twitches of his tongue indicated how instinctively he could love her here. She loved having him between her young thighs. And he was inhaling the musky essence of her crotch, thrilling to her young body, "SUCK IT, OOOHHH, SUCK IT," she frantically insisted as she put her hands on his head. Terry pushed her lover down farther. "OOOHHH, YES, BABY, YES. I'M ALMOST THERE," she told him. "OOOHHHH, SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
It was wonderful when he was nibbling and biting and sucking on her clitoris. It was so wonderful, in fact, she juiced.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, CAESAR, BABY, LICK MY PUSSY."
Caesar sensed how thrilled she was with his lovemaking. He wasted no time in thrilling her still further with his mouth movements.
"I CAN'T STAND IT," Terry panted breathlessly.
He became so aroused that once more he had a hard-on. No sooner had he pulled his mouth away from her pussy than he looked at his cock.
"OHHH," he said proudly, "LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME. YOU'VE GOT ME UP AGAIN. OOOHHH, BABY, YOU'VE GOT TO GIVE ME A GOOD TIME. YOU'VE GOTTA GET DOWN THERE AND LOVE IT FOR ME."
This ignited her once again. She reached for his cock with her lips.
"Don't be afraid of it, honey," he told her. "Get right in there and start licking."
She swung her body down and then pulled his powerful piece of prick meat to her mouth. She remembered vividly how much she had enjoyed the way he thrust it down her throat the last time. And now she figured she would have her kicks mouthing him again.
Terry opened her mouth and obediently bent her head. Slowly his massive pecker moved between her lips as she pressed her tongue and began sucking. His cock scraped her pallet as it drove deeper, ever deeper, until it was touching the back of her throat. For a moment she thought his cock would strangle her. However, once he sensed his glans pressing against the ring of her esophagus, he eased the pressure of his hands on her head.
Caesar trembled with passionate delight. He had been blown by some of the hottest chicks in town, but not one of them had imparted the thrilling sensations that this woman's innocent mouth gave him with her sucking. Terry found his cock shaft much too long to totally fit into her mouth and kept her left hand gripping the last four inches of his cock. She was tugging the meat up and down as her lips lovingly sucked at the head repeatedly. She sucked on the seeping cock head, knowing that soon he would be exploding. And she wanted to make sure her mouth was covering the pulsating cap of his cock so it would explode when she was ready to accept his white sperm load.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed in a frenzy. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, BABY, YES. SUCK IT."
She enjoyed the dominating feeling of his hands on her head.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her, "SUCK IT OFF."
He held onto her firmly as he rammed his prick over and over down her throat. She wondered how much of this wild fucking he could take without exploding.
"This is better than the first time," he told her. "The way you suck cock is sure the greatest, baby."
It wouldn't be much longer. Her hands grasped his buttocks. Then he got a wild idea.
"I want you to do something Marlena would never do," he told her. "Pull your mouth off my dick."
Slowly her lips released his cock. She looked at him.
"Why did you do that?" she demanded.
"I'll tell you why," he told her. "I want to give you a special opportunity to love my ass."
At first Terry didn't understand what he was talking about, but when he reached up and got a pillow and quickly slid it under his ass cheeks, she got the idea.
"All you have to do," he told her, "is get your face in there and suck my asshole."
Terry nervously shook her head.
"I... I couldn't do that," she told him flatly.
"Oh, yes, you could," he insisted, "and you'll do as I tell you."
CHAPTER SIX
It didn't take him much longer to get his point across. He grabbed Terry's head and wrapped his legs around her and shoved his ass right at her mouth. Terry closed her eyes and suddenly her tongue licked along his ass slit.
"OHHHHH," he begged, "YES. I LOVE IT. SUCK ASS."
His balls twitched with eager excitement. He gripped his cock and jacked off while she ate his ass out.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT," he exclaimed. "LICK MY ASSHOLE."
To her amazement, she was deriving a measure of pleasure from sucking on his hot, tight asshole.
"That's my favorite way of making it," he exclaimed. "I love having my cock sucked, my balls licked and my ass sucked."
He shoved her off and aimed his prick for her mouth.
"GRAB MY DICK," he told her. "START SUCKING REAL QUICK."
She grasped his penis.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES. SUCK IT. SUCK MY COCK. SUCK IT OFF."
Her mouth moved smoothly up and down his shaft.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he panted passionately as he pumped every inch of his thick prick down her throat with wild abandon. "EAT IT," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, SUCK IT. SUCK OFF."
Terry was sucking in a rhythmic manner now. Every inch of his thick prickmeat rode down her throat.
"I'M CUMMING," he told her as he shot her a load of thick white sperm. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned, "YES. SUCK OFF." She kept sucking and figured he was through shooting. But still more sperm shot against her face. She wiped her face off and looked at him and smiled.
"Baby, that's wonderful," he told her. "And you're still gonna get fucked."
His cock was deflated. Terry couldn't imagine how he could make it with her now.
"Don't worry," he told her. "I'm gonna give you a good fuck."
It didn't take long for him to explain what he wanted to do. He got to his feet and went over to the dresser. He pulled out a dildo.
"What's that for?" she questioned him.
"That, my love," he smiled, "is a plastic pecker. In between, when my cock is soft, it takes care of you."
He strapped it onto himself and angled for her pussy. He straddled her and suddenly shoved his cock right in her cunt. Terry's arms wrapped around him.
"Play with my prick while I fuck you," he demanded.
Her hands gripped his shoulders. She let her cuntal muscles seize his sliding, stabbing cock.
She loved the fantastic pleasure of the hard, plastic cock in her pussy. Her cuntal muscles seized the stabbing penis.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her, "RIDE IT."
He rolled over and she was on top. Her cuntal muscles seized his sliding, stabbing prick.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he panted as he thrust forward in deep, hard jabs. "COME ON, BABY, YOU DO THE WORK."
He reached up and gripped her bosoms and pinched the taut nipple tips as she rode his stabbing, plastic cock.
"RIDE IT," he told her urgently. "JUST KEEP FUCKING."
She thrilled to the sensation of the hard, plastic cock riding in her cunt. But what she loved most of all was the loving way that he stroked her bosoms and pinched her nipple tips.
"YES, YES," she cried out passionately, "I LOVE IT. COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT. FUCK, BABY, FUCK."
His hands went from her breasts to her buttocks. He guided her as he continued fucking her.
"That's the girl," Caesar gasped as he drove in deeply.
He could feel her cumming.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I'M CUMMING. OOOHHH, AAAHHHH!"
It was strange how screwing in this unusual manner did produce waves of pleasure in her.
Just as she was pulling off the plastic cock, she heard someone enter.
"Oh, my gosh, is that Marlena, your wife, coming back?" she asked nervously.
He shook his head and smiled.
"No, I've just got another guy living here," he told her.
"Well, that's nice," she quipped.
To her amazement he came right to the bedroom door and rapped.
"Come in, Hank," Caesar called out.
He got to his feet and was unstrapping the dildo as Hank, a young man in his twenties, walked in and smiled.
"Well, what have we here?" he grinned.
"Hank, meet Terry," Caesar said, introducing them both.
Terry instinctively put her hands to her breasts after she reached down to cover her vagina with the sheet.
"Don't be embarrassed," Hank told her. "I've seen it all before."
She was angry.
"You haven't seen me before, Hank," she said indignantly, "and don't try to tell me you have."
Hank laughed out loud.
"Now look," he told her, "I'm trying to be nice. If you don't want me here I'll leave."
Caesar insisted that he stay.
"No, why don't you stay and share her. Come over here and let her blow you."
Before Terry knew what was happening, the stranger walked over and unzipped his fly. He reached inside of his shorts and pulled out his throbbing, huge cock. It was dripping with cum at its tip and pulsating and vibrating.
"Want to wrap your mouth around it, honey?" he smiled.
At first Terry was furious. However, as she looked at the throbbing penis held out in front of her, she found it too tempting to resist. She crawled to the edge of the bed. The young man smiled as he watched her gripping it.
"Fish around for the balls," he told her, "and you can play with them, too."
At that point Terry was angry for Caesar suggested she could suck his ass as well.
"You mean she'll do that?" he asked excitedly.
"Sure, and she's real good at it, too," he quipped quickly.
It didn't take long before he was out of his clothes completely. He got on the bed bare-ass naked. He bent over and told her what he expected. He was on his hands and knees and wanted to watch in the mirror.
"Get your face in there," he told her quickly, "and start sucking."
She lowered her face to his round, firm ass cheeks. Parting his buttocks she let her tongue gently caress around his ass crack. He became so excited his body trembled. She clutched his buttocks and then got her face in there as she parted them. With sensuous tongue stabs she plunged right up his tight ass.
"OOOHHH, WOW!" he exclaimed. "THAT REALLY FEELS TRULY FANTASTIC. KEEP SUCKING MY ASS."
Her insistent tongue continued sliding up his rectum.
"OHHH, KEEP IT UP," he told her. "YES, OHHHH, I LOVE IT."
She continued tongue fucking his ass until he was so excited he knew he had to get his rocks off swiftly.
"NOW, BABY," he told her, "GET SET FOR MY PRICK."
He pulled away and rolled over on his back. With his legs spread he reached for her head, forcing her down over his nine inches of throbbing man meat. Her mouth worked from the head of his shaft to its base. She nearly choked on his cock as he suddenly shoved down her throat.
"OOOHHH, YES, YES," he exclaimed excitedly, "SUCK MY PRICK."
Her lips fastened firmly on his hard cock as she closed her eyes and played with his buttocks at the same time.
"FINGER MY ASS," he panted as he pumped it to her.
Her fingers gently massaged around his ass cheeks. Soon she was using her index finger, sliding it up his asshole as she sucked hard on every inch of his penis.
"OHHHH, EAT IT," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, SUCK IT. SUCK IT OFF." With willing mouth movements she continued sucking on every inch of his man-sized cock.
"YES, YES," he panted as he guided it to her, "OOOHHH, BABY, I WANT YOU TO SWALLOW IT."
Caesar assured him that she would.
"OH, SHE'S A REAL MAN EATER," he smiled. "YOU'LL HAVE A HARD TIME GETTING HER OFF. GO AHEAD, SUCK IT."
He was enjoying every moment of the fantastic suck.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed. "SUCK IT OFF." His hot penis unloaded. Cum dribbled from the corners of Terry's lips as she sucked the sweet sperm out of his cock.
"YES, BABY," he told her, "JUST KEEP SUCKING."
She continued sucking on his huge shaft.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, EAT IT," he gasped as he continued shoving his rigid prick deeper down her throat. "OHHHH, AAAAHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT," he exclaimed as he unloaded his sperm in her mouth. "YES, OOOHHH, AAAHHH, SUCK OFF."
His hot white cum unloaded down her throat. She gulped hungrily, savoring every delicious drop of his thick cum.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed in a frenzy. "SUCK OFF. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK IT OFF."
She swallowed every delicious drop of his cum as she continued finger fucking his tight anus.
When she had finished sucking his cock off, he wanted her to lick his balls. Slowly she let her mouth move down to his testicles. She sucked on his balls and thrilled him that way, too.
"OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed hotly, "I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, JUST LIKE THAT."
When he had finished obtaining his kinky sex kicks from her, he told her she could lick him all over if she cared to.
Terry's tongue worked its way all over his body. He loved it. Once again, she licked around his ass cheeks. She licked his inner thighs. She licked his calves and down to his feet. She even sucked each one of his toes into her mouth.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT," he confessed. "YOU DRIVE ME OUT OF MY MIND WHEN YOU LICK MY BODY ALL OVER LIKE THAT."
Terry was proud of herself. Now he wanted her to swing her bosoms in front of his face. She straddled him, lowering her great breasts over his face. His mouth moved forward and he sucked on each bosom. His teeth bore down on her nipples.
"YES, YES," she exclaimed in a frenzy, "AAAHHH, I LOVE IT."
He thrilled her this way and then he insisted that she move forward. She lowered her ass over his face and he sucked on it for a moment or two. At the same time he fingered her pussy. When he saw she was juicing he knew he had to move quickly.
"NOW, BABY," he told her, "SWING YOUR PUSSY OVER MY FACE."
She ground her cunt over his mouth. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she cried out passionately. "I LOVE IT."
Delicious waves of excitement surged through her tingling body as he ate her box. It got Caesar so excited that he jacked off while he kept on watching.
"EAT ME," Terry cried out in ecstasy. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK ME, SUCK MEEEE."
His hot tongue kept stabbing relentlessly into her squishy, juicy vagina.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The wild lovemaking had brought them a tremendous amount of erotic pleasure and satisfaction.
As the young handsome man pulled his face away from Terry's crotch, she reached out to fondly pat his head and thank him.
"You have no idea how wonderful that felt to me," she informed him.
Before she got any deeper involved in sex with the two men, she excused herself.
"I should get home," she insisted. "I have a late date."
Caesar laughed. But the young man who'd just finished sucking her pussy shook his head in despair.
"You're gonna have to come back again," he told her.
"I'll see you," Caesar said reluctantly as she dressed and left them.
At work the following day, Caesar told Terry what a good time he'd had.
"I can't remember when I've enjoyed myself quite as much," he told her.
She did her very best not to let on to anyone that she was as wild as she was. But the word was spreading and when she was at the bowling league game the next week, another young man from the office made his pitch for her pussy.
"Look, Brian," she shook her head, "I'm going right home now."
Brian was angry.
"I think I can do it just as good as Caesar can."
"What did you say?" she demanded.
"You heard me," he told her. "You know damned well that you're laying with about everybody around here. Now why can't I have a crack at your ass?"
That did it.
"How dare you talk to me like that?" she demanded in a furious rage.
"I'm just telling it like it is," he snapped.
It was apparent to him that she was outraged. However, it was equally apparent that she saw a bit of humor in the situation as a smile surfaced about her lips.
"I'd love to talk it over with you," he told her, "in some cozy, quiet, secluded spot a long ways from here."
"People around here do a lot of talking," Terry nodded. "And half of what they say isn't true. Yes, let's get out of here."
She followed him in his cir and he took her to a small bar located at a great distance from the bowling alley. Parking their cars, they wasted no time in getting together and having a drink.
"You know, baby," he told her, "I've really got to hand it to you. You are so appealing that you probably are driving half the men in the office ape thinking of what it would be like to have sex with you."
She did her very best to control her response. "Don't you men ever think of anything else?" He smiled.
"Of course we do," he told her, "but I've got to ell you quite frankly that you have a certain appeal :hat gets to me, too."
She was curious to know more about Brian's sex life.
"There's not much difference between me and the rest of the men in your life," he told her. "I get horny and hot and like to fuck fast and that's it." Brian had been so blunt about what he had to say that she actually found it amusing and laughed.
"You know you are a riot," she told him quite frankly, "and I can't help appreciate your bluntness and integrity."
When they had finished a couple of drinks, Brian made his pitch.
"Stay overnight at my place. You can go to work tomorrow. Nobody will know that you and I were together if we drive separate cars."
"I do have to watch my reputation a little," she said, "because I don't want people to get the idea that I'm some kind of a nympho who can't get enough sex."
He laughed as he heard her say that.
"Well, that's exactly what I was beginning to think about you. You can't get enough, can you?" She laughed.
"Maybe it's true. Maybe I do have difficulty finding sex satisfaction. But I'm certainly not going to a doctor to tell him about my hangups. That's the last thing I would ever do."
He smiled.
"I think I'll be able to take care of you, honey. Don't worry about a thing."
When they were alone in his apartment together, for a moment Terry got cold feet.
"Maybe I shouldn't go through with it," she shook her head.
Instantly he became angry.
"How dare you talk that way? After all, baby, you said we could have some fun together. Don't go back on your word."
She shook her head and smiled.
"What do you want to do?" she asked Brian. Brian smiled.
"Try something different," he told her. "Something that most people won't do or are afraid to do."
She had to admit that she could give him wild thrills of her own conception. However, she hesitated to tell him her own erotic feelings.
"What do you want to do?" he finally asked her bluntly. "Go ahead, tell me what would bring you a lot of fun."
She hesitated a tense moment.
"I want to enjoy sex," she said, "and enjoy it a lot."
The golden-haired beauty stood there lustfully looking at his crotch.
"You like what I've got between my legs?" he smiled as he reached down to unzip his fly and pull out the full length of his throbbing penis.
The moment her eyes caught sight of his gigantic cock, she knew she had to have him.
"You like this, don't you?" he smiled at the lust- incited blonde.
She nodded.
"Why don't you get on your knees?" he demanded. "Like you did for Caesar."
It was apparent then to her that Caesar had undoubtedly told Brian everything about their sexual encounter.
"All right," Terry said quietly, "if that's the way you like it-why not?"
She dropped to her knees. She pulled the proud, thick cock to her lips.
"OOOHHH," he groaned when he felt her tongue caressing his shaft. "I LOVE IT. OHHHH, YES, SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
He pushed his throbbing, big prick smoothly in and out of her mouth. He thrilled to the sight of her lips slipping on his rhythmically pumping penis.
"COME ON, BABY," he urged, "SUCK IT. YES, I WANT IT."
Delirious waves of pleasure shot through her body. She reached inside of his shorts and pulled out his balls. From his quivering loins she could tell just how homy he was.
"I never felt anything so exciting," he told her. She couldn't take her eyes off his slick, thick cock shaft. Her fingers traced lightly over the swollen veins of his resiliently pulsing flesh.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he continued the pumping rhythm.
She could feel the full length of his cock sliding down her throat. It was driving Terry almost out of her mind with craving for his penis. She was waiting for that delicious moment when her hungry mouth would be satisfied by a heavy load of thick, creamy cum.
"COME ON, BABY," he panted as he went on riding his cock down her throat. "OOOHHH, YES. SUCK. SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
That stimulating moment when he would explode his load had her completely captivated.
"YES, YES," he cried out anxiously. "SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK MY COCK. OOOOHHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT."
She couldn't get enough of his shaft. She wanted every throbbing inch of it.
"EAT ME," he panted passionately. "SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
Her finger tips continued sliding around his balls. Then she got the wild idea of satisfying him with an ass suck. Easing her mouth off his cock while he complained a lot, she told him why she had done it.
"I want to give you a new kind of sensation," she smiled. "I want to tongue fuck your asshole." Brian's eyes lit up at the prospect. It took him only seconds to tear off his clothes.
"I'll lie down on my back," she explained, "and you can lower your ass over my face."
He wasn't satisfied, however. She still had her clothes on.
"After you take off your clothes, lovely lady," he smiled.
She removed her garments. His eyes blazed with lusty passion as she finally stood before him naked.
"I'm gonna get a beach towel for you, baby," he told her. "That'll make it easier."
She watched Brian as he walked out to get a beach towel for her from the bathroom. Returning with the beach towel, he spread it across the floor. She loved the looks of his thighs, his ass cheeks and his throbbing, long prick as he did it. His cock stood out in front of him as he went over to the fireplace and started it going. Turning out the lights and in the flickering fire light, he arranged for their sexual encounter. Next, he played some stereo rock music which added lust to her desires.
"Now, baby," he told her, "we're all ready. And you'd better give me a good ass suck."
She lay there looking up at him. Terry clasped his bare buttocks as he lowered himself. Her hands grasped his ass cheeks and she squeezed them. All at once her tongue was licking and lashing around his rear end. Then her tongue suddenly plunged right up his rectum. She clasped his buttocks as she sucked on his asshole. Brian went out of his mind. Reaching before him, he gripped his penis with one hand and his balls with the other. He massaged his own balls while he jacked off.
With delicious desire, she went on pumping her tongue up his rectum. Brian gazed down at her. He could see his purplish, straining cock shaft ready to explode. He wanted to make sure that she got the tasty sperm which he would spurt from his cock so he told her to quit eating his ass.
"Enough already," he told her. "I want to feed you my prick."
She withdrew her tongue from his tight anal channel. Then he angled himself so his penis was even with her sensuous, full, red lips. She let her tongue dart into the tiny slit of the purplish glans to lick up the little droplets of seminal fluid that seeped forth. It was a tangy taste to her and she enjoyed grasping his pulsing cock shaft firmly at its base between her thumb and forefinger, pulling the skin tightly down and holding it there as she observed the slitted little opening staring back at her now like the eye of a Cyclops. Surrendering completely to her irresistible urge, she moaned softly, dropping her head lower, letting her lips part into a salacious oval to envelop his whole, rubbery, blunt-headed cock. He gasped in surprise as her moist lips covered the head of his cock. Her licking tongue swirled in teasing circles around his sensitively jerking prick head and she could feel his penis further stiffening as she dropped her mouth lower. She heard him groan, even before she realized what was happening. He reached down, running both hands through her long golden hair, holding her face buried against his loins as he thrust his buttocks up from the floor in an act of instinctive aggression that drove his palpitating rod of flesh all the way into the hilt into her helpless, unresisting mouth.
"AAAAHHHH," the startled blonde grunted, "YES, YES."
She almost gagged with all of his prick meat.
"OHHH, COME ON, BABY," he told her as he thrust his buttocks upward, impaling her mouth deeper with its pummeling hardness.
Terry groaned even louder, struggling, gasping to catch her breath on the outstroke before he thrust his penis fiercely up again between her lips.
Clinging tightly to her blonde hair and to the back of her neck, he began to hump and buck in a frenzied rhythm, brutally ramming inward, over and over again, until he was actually banging into her face with his pounding, upward lunges.
Terry shamelessly submitted to this cruel mouth fucking. His pelvis was jerking in a frenzy of lustful force, his entire body trembling as he bucked up and down in a staccato rhythm, as his expanded pecker drove ever deeper between her slavishly sucking lips. She could feel the resilient ridges of his hard flesh swelling against her hollowed cheeks, his spongy prick head driving against her sensitive tonsils and she tasted more of his tangy seminal fluid mingling with her own flowing saliva.
Suddenly, as the excited young stud's body abruptly began to quiver rigidly, the reality of what was about to happen dawned upon her with all the force of a sledge hammer. He was going to cum. He was going to do it right in her mouth.
"OOOHHH, HHHHMMMM, AAAHHHH! NOOOOO, OOOHHHHH!"
Terry was groaning and gurgling almost unintelligibly around his plunging, hard shaft which was driving frenziedly to the threshold of her throat.
She jerked her head violently back but he clung desperately to her hair, then dropped his hands to seize her by her ears, forcing her face again flush against his loins as his penis flexed even larger into her already obscenely stretched mouth. He was really going to do it, forcibly. There wasn't any way she could stop him now. He was going to cum in her mouth whether she submitted or not. It was wild but she wanted it.
Hot, white cum suddenly shot into her mouth and she gulped nervously.
"SUCK ME OFF," he insisted. "SUCK ME, OOOHHH, YES, SUCK ME, SUCK MEEEE!"
With all of his strength he rode into her. Her body was trembling in masochistic resignation as she swallowed his sweet cum load. It tasted so good to her she kept on sucking. She tongued eagerly around the bloated head of his prick, tightening her lips hungrily around his spiralling shaft, scraping softly up and down with her teeth, eliciting little gasps and cries of pleasure from Brian's throat. Terry knew he wasn't going to be able to control himself much longer and that he would shoot more sperm.
And then it happened again. He was erupting and spewing his creamy white cum between her lips. That life-giving male semen was rushing, gushing down her throat.
All at once the muscles of his stomach stretched taut and he arched himself up violently from the floor, driving his throbbing prick deeper and deeper into Terry's throat as he still clung viciously to her head. Brian's body shuddered and spasmed. Low moans of triumph and delight welled like a growl in his throat.
His cock gave a series of violently swift jerks against her pallet and her tongue, and his control slipped finally away, the dam bursting in an obscene, lustful torrent as the searing sperm squirted forth in a flood deep into her mouth greedily again and again.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Terry nearly gagged as she felt Brian's slick semen splattering against her throat, gurgling as white hot sperm came gushing down her tongue. She clasped his ass cheeks and clung to him, her fingernails clawing in his buttocks as she sucked. Her lips were held in a tight, elastic-like ring around his wildly lurching member, her tongue swirling faster and faster around his exploding, young prick head.
In her masochistic delight she hastened a finger fucking rhythm between his asshole. He loved the sensation of her finger massaging his prostate as he spread his buttocks for her. Her finger continued ramming, plundering deep up his rectum while she finished sucking him dry.
Once she had eaten him, she pulled her mouth off his cock and lay on his stomach. Brian patted her affectionately.
"I guess old Caesar knew what he was talking about. Said you were the damndest cock sucker he ever had go down on him."
She smiled as she looked up at him.
"Guess that's quite a compliment from Caesar. He is a real romantic guy."
As Brian gazed at her beautiful legs, he was filled with obscene desires to let his lips press against her vagina.
"I'm gonna go down on you now, baby," he told her as he angled himself down between her legs.
His tongue found its target. He licked up and down her love button. His hands grasped her ass cheeks. He squeezed them firmly.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "YES. I LOVE THAT. KEEP IT UP. OOOHHH, AAAHHHH!" The musky aroma of her crotch thrilled him.
"I LOVE IT," Terry panted as she ground her cunt in his face. "OOOHHH, BRIAN BABY, LICK MY ASS, TOO."
Whipping his tongue from her pussy, he held her ass cheeks up in the air. His tongue licked hotly around her bare buttocks. All of a sudden he thrust his tongue right into her rectum. She thrilled to the delicious sensation of his tongue slipping up her asshole while his fingers continued massaging and playing with her pussy.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she cried out eagerly, "I LOVE THAT. KEEP IT UP. OOOHHH, YES, SUCK MY ASS."
He withdrew his tongue from her asshole, gently caressing her buttocks. And then he looked at his shaft. He had another hard-on. As she lay there naked and defenseless, she felt as though she was his sexual slave.
"Look at this, baby," he said, gripping his huge, rock-hard cock in his hands.
He took his thick cock in his hand, stroking the foreskin up and down several times over the purplish, swollen cock head in an intentionally vulgar gesture.
"OOOHHH, I CAN'T TAKE ALL THAT," she said.
The sheer helplessness of her situation was exciting and stimulating. Her pussy juices were flowing freely in anticipation of the initial contact of his rock-hard cock shaft. His penis was poised inches away from her defenselessly quivering vaginal lips. Without hesitation, he used his knees to spread her thighs out even further. And then he levered up onto her body to guide the pulsing head of his prick straight into the hair-lined furrow at the entrance of her cunt. For a moment he held his menacing cock poised there. The sheer masculine fury that seemed to emit from his hot rod of flesh caused her entire body to shudder from the inherent threat of pain and promise of incomparable joy.
He took a deep breath and rammed forward.
"AAAHHHH!" the blonde cried out from the increase of pressure.
She squirmed her buttocks as he moved forward without mercy. He thrust again and again until the knob-like head of his throbbing cock was wedged right between the burning lips of her cunt and his prodigious instrument began to worm itself slowly up inside her warmly spasming vagina. His thick, huge cock shoved the soft inner tissues aside like flimsy veils, skewering relentlessly deeper, ever deeper, until with a sudden lurch she felt it slam against her cervix and his sperm-swollen balls slapped heavily down into the wide-stretched crack of her ass.
"OOOHHHH! AAAHHH!" she cried out, realizing the initial penetration was finally completed.
She loved the wild sensation of his thick penis driving inside of her pussy.
"You like it?" Brian smiled.
Her blue eyes blazed with lusty delight as she nodded.
"But you're really big," she told him as he shoved forward, pistoning rhythmically in and out of her cunt.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you really like it, don't you?"
Her legs had begun a gentle, spontaneous scissoring open and closed around the stud's impaling shaft of flesh. Her body was beginning to come to life. She ceased to struggle or resist. She was being fucked. She was being fucked again and again. And she loved it. Flames of lewd desire coursed through Terry's veins as she began a slow, undulating movement of her buttocks.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she panted eagerly, "FUCK ME. HARDER. OOOHHH, I LOVE IT."
Her hands reached out to clasp his nakedly rounded ass cheeks, guiding his movements as he quickened the tempo of his seething cock stabs. Mewls of animalistic excitement issued in torrents from her lips. Her beautiful blonde head twisted back and forth with passion as he went on ramming in. He kissed her brutally on the mouth, his tongue searching inside of her mouth as though it would reach all the way down to her throat.
"OOOHHH, YES, BRIAN, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" she pleaded in unrestrained submission as he drove in with all of his surging manly might.
Passionately he went on driving his rampaging cock into her vagina. It flowered open, the inner walls clasping and spasming with glove-like insistence as though she wanted to swallow his plunging cock all the way to her stomach. Brian quickened his tempo of his shattering lunges, searing her body with the intensity of his skewering cock thrusts. He slipped his hands between her knees, lifting up to jackknife them almost to her shoulders, so that the naked plane of her vagina was wide open to the pile driving thrusts of his rigid prick deep into her quivering inner cunt.
"YES, YES," she wailed beneath him.
He was pounding her mercilessly with his body, his hands searching and tearing hungrily at her softly perspiring flesh, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin of her shoulders and the tingling nipples of her breasts as he moved into a staccato rhythm almost causing her mind to go blank. Panting and writhing as his cock continued to skewer into her like a ravaging animal, he hurt her with all the pleasure possible, making her skin tingle from the tips of her toes to the top of her flailing blonde head. It was like a dream, a fucking dream. It was something she had never known in her life quite like this. The mind-burning ecstasy washed in waves from her ravished loins.
"SCREW ME," she panted. "OOOHHH, BRIAN, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU RAM IT TO ME."
Their bodies were working in sync now, their lusty, naked forms slapping noisily as he fucked cruelly.
She continued to jerk and buck against the savagely fucking stud. She was cumming. Terry felt his cock grow huge and suddenly it began to pump its thick, hot sperm far into her quivering belly. Searing droplets splattered into her in an endless torrent, mixing with her own freely flowing cunt juices.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," Terry begged. "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. GIVE IT TO ME. YES, YES."
The wild waves of pleasure that washed through her body had her tingling. She parted his ass cheeks and fingered his asshole as he finished screwing her.
He bent over and kissed her once more. She pressed hard against him, almost as if to say thank you.
When Brian pulled his prick from her, she felt somehow vacant. She wished that he could have continued screwing her forever.
He relaxed as he lay there, catching his breath.
"You're a wild screw," he told her. "Did anybody ever tell you that before?"
She nodded.
"All the time," she smiled.
Shamelessly she admitted how much she enjoyed their wild, erotic encounter.
"It was really fun having sex with you, baby. I enjoyed every fucking minute of it."
The delicious pleasure that they had known together caused her to want to make it happen again.
When they had talked a little while and she had reached out to toy with his limp cock, she brought it back to life again.
"Brian," she suggested, "how would you like to try something really different?"
Brian's eyes lit up.
"Sure, baby, that would be beautiful. What do you want to do?"
"I'll tell you what I'd really enjoy," she told him. "How about an ass fuck?"
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "I thought you'd never ask."
Suddenly, Terry shuddered for a tense moment.
"On second thought, I don't know as I would like that," she confessed.
"Why not?" he smiled. "Some women loved being sodomized."
"Well... I guess I'm just not one of those women," she shook her head.
The thought of taking all of Brian's prick meat up her asshole now wasn't exactly appealing to her.
"Now, baby," he told her, "no problem. All you have to do is roll over on your stomach. I can do the rest."
She waited as he went into the kitchen to get some butter. Returning with a cube of butter in his hand, he smiled as he applied it to his thick cock shaft.
"If Brando can use butter in the movies, I guess I can use it in real life," he told her.
He angled her so that her ass was up in the air, conveniently perched for the position of his penis. Grasping her buttocks, he slowly guided his cock between her ass cheeks. Her quivering buttocks indicated to him how fearful she was of the assault.
"Nothing to fear," he told her. "Just relax your ass."
Glancing over her shoulder, she watched. Brian had a demonic, lustful look on his face as he attempted to ram his prick up her tight anal passage.
"Take it easy," she complained. "You're going to hurt me."
With a sudden hard prick stab, he drove his rigid cock meat all the way up her tight, cringing anal passage.
"FUCK!" he exclaimed. "FUCK!"
His hands slapped her ass cheeks crudely as he lewdly drove it into her anal passage.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YESSSSSSS, FUCK, FUUUUCK!"
With determination he drove it into her rectum. Terry felt as though it would come out of her mouth as he drove it in with insistence all the way.
Her ass twisted as she went on grinding her hips. "OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. COME ON, FUCK IT, FUCK IT."
He continued driving into her, driving her almost out of her mind.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her, "I LOVE THAT. TWIST YOUR TAIL."
Terry was writhing beneath him, moaning in pain. However, part of Brian's pleasure apparently was seeing her grovel as he tortured her with his stabbing, long prick.
"FUCK, FUCK," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, YES. LET ME SHOVE IT IN ALL THE WAY." With a lusty, deep stroke, Brian rode his manhood all the way up her tight, twisting rectum.
"OHHHH," Terry groaned as she thought she would come apart at the seams under the insistent pressure of his driving, throbbing prick.
"YES, YES," he cried out eagerly. "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. KEEP YOUR ASS GRINDING."
She continued throwing her ass in gear as he rammed it to her.
"I'M CUMMING," he exclaimed. "OHHHH, BABY, FUCK OFF. FUCK, FUCK!"
His cock was sliding in his own sperm load.
"OHHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK OFF. FUCK, FUCK!"
His balls slapped against her buttocks as he finished shooting his load.
"OHHH, AAAHHHH, FUCK. FUCK IT."
She kept her ass grinding until she had milked his man meat.
"WOW!" he exclaimed. "YOU SURE ARE A GOOD SCREW."
Slowly he withdrew his cock from her slickened rectum.
"Baby," he said, slapping her buttocks playfully, "you're a wild fuck."
She stretched out and relaxed. She looked at him through lust-dazed eyes.
"It isn't every day I get to have sex with somebody like you," she confessed.
The high voltage excitement and the expenditure of energy that had consumed his mind had caused him to shoot his load as he never had before.
"I dig that sodomy scene," he told her. "It really drove me out of my mind fucking your cute ass."
She smiled lovingly at him.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," she assured him.
The smile on her face indicated that she had enjoyed satisfying him, too.
"How do you like working at the furniture factory?" she asked him bluntly.
"Oh, it's a job," he told her, shaking his head. "I don't like it too well, but you have to make a living."
"Yes, that's true," she admitted, "and I suppose it could be worse in other places. I hear some factories make you work overtime if you louse up your job. They don't do that at our place."
"No, West Hills is a pretty good place to work," he agreed, "and I enjoy some of the get-togethers. Like the bowling team. I really enjoy going to those weekend bowling tournaments, too."
"I wonder," Terry said quite frankly, "if I would have gotten sexually involved like I have if it hadn't been for the bowling league. Most women don't want to go to the games and that leaves me with a real choice."
He laughed.
"A slut finds herself in heaven when she's surrounded by a lot of men, is that it?"
That got her angry.
"I don't like the way you put that," she quipped.
"Too close to the truth?"
Shaking her head, she told him what she was thinking.
"No," she told him emphatically. "It's just that when you men have a choice of a lot of women, you say it's a heavenly harem. You like to think of naked women running about doing everything that you could think of. Well, doesn't a woman have an equal right to imagine naked men running around with big cocks and hot balls waiting to explode their load?"
Frankly Brian had never thought of it that way.
"Well, I guess it doesn't hurt if a woman enjoys sex as much as a guy. I suppose it is rather narrow minded of me to look at it the way I have."
He nodded.
"Precisely," she smiled. "Sometimes I even fantasize about two men. I wonder what it would be like to have two guys screwing me at the same time."
"Say, I've got an idea," Brian suggested. "I have a friend of mine who would go ape if he had the chance to fuck with you and me, too. He's always suggesting I come over when he's got a nice girl for the two of us."
For a moment, hurling back to her old morality, Terry snapped, "No nice girl is gonna want to take on two men. Don't fool yourself. That's a slut mentality."
Brian reminded her, "And that's exactly what you were telling me. You know, you make me laugh. You want to have the mind of a nympho, but you could never admit to yourself that maybe that's your thing. You know, different strokes... " She smiled.
"Yes, different strokes for different folks. So I do like men who know how to give a girl a good time in bed. And maybe I would enjoy taking on a couple dudes at the same time. Tell me more about this friend of yours who likes to make it with different women."
"Oh, he's a bachelor," he explained, "and he'll probably never get married. Women have always made over him. And he appreciates the female. However, he figures that it's fun to try different things. He likes to share a beautiful girl and give her the ultimate kicks. You know, a prick in her ass and a cock in her cunt. How does that grab you, honey?"
"Sounds demented-but delightful," Terry said brightly. "Now when do you suggest we get together?"
"How about next Saturday night?" he smiled. "That might be as good a time as any. I will call him up and see."
"What's his name?" Terry asked him.
"Steve," he smiled. "I'll call him right now."
He went to the phone. He got Steve right away and told him what he had in mind for Saturday night. Steve said the time was open and as far as he was concerned, it would be a great idea.
"Now isn't that super?" he smiled.
Terry nodded.
"Yes," she told him. "I guess it would be super. However, I don't want you telling anybody at the furniture factory about this little get-together. They would swear that I was some kind of creep if they knew."
He smiled.
"Don't worry," he told her. "I know that you have the heart of a virgin, but the cunt of a whore. And incidentally, you know how to use that mouth of yours."
She held him tightly to her.
"I don't want you to think of me in a negative way," she told him, "but I'm afraid that you do."
Brian shook his head.
"No," he told her, "I think that it's wonderful that you can admit to liking sex so much."
CHAPTER NINE
Brian had pulled a trigger in Terry's mind. Now she was eager to discover what it would be like having sex with two men.
When Brian saw her at work he got her alone in the hallway at the furniture factory and talked to her about his projections for a good time.
"I've got this guy I was telling you about but he's tied up. So I'm thinking of another friend of mine who would really enjoy an orgy."
Shaking her head she told him emphatically, "Unless you can get Steve, I don't want to be involved. Steve sounded real exciting."
"All right already," he shook his head, "I'll call Steve up tonight. I'll report to you tomorrow."
The following day Brian was pleased to assure Terry that Steve would join them Saturday night.
When Saturday night rolled around, Terry wondered what she would wear. There was no fashion dictate telling a girl what to wear to an orgy. She calculated it should of course be something that clung to her body like wallpaper. That would give Steve a greater turn-on. It was fun going to such a party, she thought to herself. All inhibitions that she had formerly possessed had vanished. She felt free at last to do anything she chose to.
Even though it was going to be a difficult decision, she was bound and determined that she was going to make it.
Terry got in her car and drove over to Brian's apartment. As she arrived at Brian's place, Steve was already there. She was pleased to see what a handsome young stud he was. No doubt he was a very successful Casanova as he had a tremendous degree of sex appeal.
She went right over to him and introduced herself.
"I'm Terry," she smiled, "and I'm pleased to meet you, Steve. Brian has told me so many fascinating things about you."
Steve smiled.
"I guess he's told you what a lecherous, horny, wild screw I am."
A broad smile played about his lips as he talked to her.
"But I must do something right or the women wouldn't be so crazy about going to bed with me."
"That's very true," she assured him, "and I must have something, or everyone on the bowling league wouldn't be trying to get me to have sex."
"What has bowling got to do with bedding down?" Steve asked as he leaned back in his chair and sipped the beer that Brian brought him.
"In my case, plenty," she explained. "You see, I was able to attract the eyes of the guys and a lot of the women didn't care to join our furniture factory's bowling team. But I was there, ready, willing and able."
She laughed as she thought about it.
"How nice," he told her. "A pleasure-bent nympho would get drunk just in that atmosphere. I enjoy wild, crazy affairs, but I don't want to get caught in any married situations. So I play it cool."
"That's a wise idea," Terry assured him as she told Brian that he had forgotten her.
"I'm sorry," Brian apologized. "I guess I got so carried away listening to the two of you talking that I didn't offer you anything to drink. What would you like?"
"The usual bourbon and Seven, baby," she said. "And what do you say we take off all of our clothes as a starter for the orgy? It seems silly to be dressed. You can't do a thing when you've got your clothes on and you want to screw."
Steve was stunned. His jaw hung slack. He felt threatened by this aggressive female. This was exactly what Terry had planned to produce. She wanted to see how he would feel if someone came on strong as most men do when they're hot to go to bed.
"How am I doin', tiger?" she smiled.
"It looks like you are really hot to fuck," he said brightly.
"You bet," she told him. "Got that itch. Are you afraid to take off your clothes, Steve?"
Steve gulped.
"I'll have another beer, Brian," he said, suddenly finding it wasn't quite as easy as he figured it would be to remove his clothes.
Brian laughed. He could see the clever byplay that was going on between the two of them and got a big charge out of it.
"I told you she's quite a gal," he smiled at his friend.
Soon he managed to get to his feet. He started to take off his sport coat as he saw her shedding her blouse. Her half-cup brassiere indicated that she had a gorgeous pair of knockers and his eyes could hardly pull away from them.
"What are you staring at?" she demanded, knowing full well what had attracted Steve's eyes.
"Your cute body," he told her.
"Wouldn't be my knockers by any chance, would it, honey?" she laughed as she reached behind to unfasten her brassiere.
When her brassiere fell free and her full breasts jutted up to attention, Steve's eyes once more looked at them, hypnotized. The taut nipples indicated that Terry indeed was excited. This delighted Brian, who started to strip also.
"I figured we'd have two drinks before we started to get into the act," Brian almost begged off.
"Afraid of something, honey?" she smiled. "I thought you'd been to orgies. There's really nothing to it. That is, if you don't have any guilt or inhibitions or hangups."
Brian shook his head.
"No... no, I've got no hangups," he assured her, "but I'm just not used to going at it like this."
"You'd better get used to it, baby," she told him flatly, "as I'm a turned-on tigress."
As she eased out of her sheer bikini blue panties, this was exactly what she seemed like to Brian. What a gorgeous piece of ass she was.
Steve finally pulled off his shorts. His throbbing cock flipped up in front of him.
"Wow!" she said. "I really dig your dick. I hope you don't mind if I'm a bit forward."
Her beautiful breasts ached for him to suck on them. She was aroused now, all the way, and sensual desires were surging through her body. He bent over and instantly his mouth moved toward her tender nipples. He sucked and pulled the throbbing nubbins into his mouth, one at a time.
"OH, STEVE," she said as he sucked on her nipples, "THAT FEELS SO GOOD. OHHH, DO IT SLOWER."
Steve was pleased that she was responding so instinctively and perfectly to his love ministrations at her bosoms. When his mouth left her breasts he slowly brought his chest down.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I wanna get on that bed with you and start fucking. Come on, Brian, let's get cracking. This woman needs to be fucked and fucked good."
She could see his huge cock throbbing, some of his cum dripping at its small slit. She reached out and felt the blood-bloated stiffness of his throbbing cock. She wanted it in her.
"What are you gonna do for me, baby?" he exclaimed excitedly. "I hope you're good at cock sucking."
She nodded.
"I'll suck everything on your body," she told him. "Come on, let's start cracking."
It didn't take long before they were in the bedroom.
"Now," she begged eagerly, "show me that you can give me a good fuck."
As she lay on the bed, Steve straddled her. He immediately lowered his buttocks over her face. It was a unique and different sensation. But she loved it. Reaching up, she clutched his sinewy buttocks. "Smother me with your ass," she begged him. These were words that Steve wanted to hear. He could hardly wait to feel her tongue whipping up his rectum. Her tongue flipped back and forth, caressing his ass cheeks. And then, with a sudden penetrating tongue stab, she rode it right up his twisting asshole.
"OOOHHH," he exclaimed, "YES. I LOVE IT. COME ON. SUCK IT. SUCK IT."
He watched while she sucked. It was a delicious sensation that almost drove her out of her mind.
"OHHHH, KEEP IT UP," he told her. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK MY ASS."
His hips pumped up and down on her upraised tongue. His hand clasped his cock and he began stroking himself while she ate his butt.
"YES, YES," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT. OH, SUCK MY ASS OUT."
It thrilled Brian to watch. He got into the act by slithering beside them. He told Terry what he wanted.
"Reach over here and grab my prick and pull on it while you're eating out his ass," he insisted.
Her hand reached out and she grasped his throbbing penis. She pulled up and down with rhythmic regularity as she continued eating his buddy's behind.
When Steve recognized that much more of this ass licking and he would explode his load, he told her to stop.
"ENOUGH, BABY," he told her. "OH, I CAN'T TAKE IT. STOP IT."
Slowly she withdrew her tongue from his tight anal passage. Now he was ready to shove his shaft into her mouth.
"I WANT YOU TO LICK MY DICK," he smiled.
Her tongue laved and caressed the head of his quivering cock.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," he cried out eagerly, "JUST LIKE THAT. OHHHHH. SUCK MY DICK. SUCK MY PRICK."
The sight of her sensuous, red lips clasping like elastic around his hard, long prick shaft thrilled and aroused him completely. He would shove his cock back in her mouth to its hairy base. Then he would pull out, and when he would slide back his leathery balls would slap against her face.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. YES. SUCK MY COCK. SUCK IT OFF."
Waves of erotic pleasure had her body twisting and writhing in delicious excitement.
"OOOHHH," he panted, "YES. I LOVE IT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
Passionately she sucked on his man meat. "COME ON, BABY," he told her. "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. SUCK FI SUCK MY COCK OFF."
All at once his cock exploded. White-hot sperm hurtled down her throat. He gripped her head and clutched her tightly as he finished shooting his wad in her mouth.
"SWALLOW IT," he demanded. "OOOHHH, YES. EAT IT. SUCK IT OFF."
Her lip grip on his thick shaft stimulated and aroused him.
"YES, BABY," he whispered in a tantalizing voice, "OOOHHHH, IT'S GOOD FOR YOU. EAT IT. LICK IT. SWALLOW IT."
She thought she would gag on all the sperm that was shooting from his man meat. No doubt many women enjoyed Steve for this very reason. He could really satisfy them with his ability to give them a good thick sperm load.
When she pulled off his prick she licked her lips and looked over at Brian. Brian was neglected.
"Hey, baby, do the same for me," he told her. "I would love it."
She wasted no time. Terry got on her hands and knees. Then he got down and begged her to lick his ass.
Clutching Brian's buttocks she parted them gently with her tongue. Then she kept his ass cheeks pulled apart while she got her face right in there and tongue fucked his rectum. Reaching around, she gripped his penis. She pulled on it with startling urgency, deriving a great deal of pleasure from this act.
"SUCK MY ASS," Brian begged anxiously. "SUCK IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, YESSS. SUCK ASS."
She continued sucking on his asshole until he was almost out of his mind with pleasure.
"OOOHHH, AMHHH, SUCK MY ASS. SUCK IT!"
He was wiggling and writhing underneath her stabbing tongue sliding up his tight rectum, but when he knew that he was ready to explode, he did as Steve had done before him.
"Get underneath me," he demanded. "I want to feed you my prick."
She got underneath him and reached for his cock. She pulled every inch of his man meat to her mouth.
"SUCK MY COCK OFF," he begged her frantically. "OHHHH, YES, SUCK MY PRICK."
Her lips fastened like elastic around his cock. Her cheeks ballooned in and out as he pumped it with man-like urgency.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I'M ALMOST THERE," he told her as he forcefully fucked her face. "SUCK ME, SUCK ME," he cried passionately. "OOOHHH, YES, BABY, YES. SUCK MY DICK OFF."
She could tell from his trembling balls and his urgent body movements how close he was to climax. She clutched his ass cheeks as he went on ramming it to her.
"OOOHHH," he gasped as he went on face fucking her.
The head of the purplish penis was starting to drip droplets of seminal fluid that seeped to her. She licked it hungrily, waiting for the moment when his pulsing cock shaft would explode. She pulled the skin tightly, revelling in the passion he was deriving from her actions.
Terry's imagination had been set in motion. She was curious now to find out what it would be like to take on both Brian and Steve at the same time.
"Brian," she reminded him, "do you remember that super idea that you had about the three of us making it at the same time?"
Brian grinned.
"You bet your cute ass I do," he assured her, "and I want to sodomize you."
The word "sodomize" struck a cord in her erotic imagination. She thought it would be stimulating and exciting to permit Brian to drive his prick up her tight rectum.
"All right, baby," she agreed. "If you want to ram your cock up my ass, that's all right. And Steve, you can drive your cock in my pussy. We'll have a good time. The three of us."
Brian could hardly wait.
"I've got some KY," he told her. "That's a kind of surgical jelly that is very slick. It'll help me drive my pecker up your ass real quick."
It didn't take her long to get into action. She stretched out between them. Brian applied a thick coat of KY jelly to his throbbing, long manhood.
"Now I'm gonna really give it to you," he assured her.
She shuddered as she felt Steve brushing the head of his shaft against her curly blonde cunt hair. And at the same time she could feel Brian inserting his prick between her ass cheeks. She was trembling.
"What's wrong?" Brian asked, knowing exactly what was wrong.
"Oh... nothing," she said.
"You're trembling," he persisted.
"Go ahead and get it over with," she insisted.
Suddenly Brian's throbbing, long prick rigidly rode up her asshole.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he panted as he pumped it up her tight, cringing anus.
For a terrible instant she thought she was coming apart at the seams.
Plunging his rigid dick up her asshole, he began ramming it in a regular rhythm.
"OHHHH," he gasped in a frenzy, "YOU'RE GONNA GET IT. RIGHT UP YOUR ASS. FUCK, BABY, FUCK."
He went on rhythmically riding it up her ass. She was twisting and turning on his stabbing, hard prick.
"YES, YES," he cried out excitedly, "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
He continued driving his thrilling, hard dick up her tight, cringing behind. His balls slapped against her round ass cheeks as he rammed in farther, penetrating her deeper than anyone had ever done before.
At the same instant she could feel Steve's thick, rigid dick sliding into her pussy. It did feel fantastic to have the two of them ramming it in her.
Brian loved watching the steady crescendo of his spontaneously generated ass-cheek twisting as he kept spiritedly driving his prick in her behind at a soaring speed.
"OOOHHH, GIVE IT TO ME," she gasped as he drove it even deeper, exploring the forbidden portal of her ass. "HARDER," she begged him. "OHHHH, I WANT IT."
Terry's hips rocked with steady sensuality as he braced himself, preparing to drive his plunging prick still deeper into her tremendous tight ass.
"YOU'RE DRIVING ME OUT OF MY MIND," he told her. "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT." His steel-hard shaft continued driving into her tight ass. It seared with acute pain at first and then she began enjoying it. To her amazement, if felt fantastic.
"YOU'VE GOT A TREMENDOUS ASS FOR FUCKING," he told her. "COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT. FUCK IT."
He continued driving into her with deep, hard jabs.
"YES, YESSS," he told her as his blazing shaft wedged deeply between her twisting buttocks.
He drove into the tight inner depths of her anus and she was sobbing.
"OOOHHH, I WANT IT," he cried out passionately. "YES, BABY, FUCK IT, FUCK IT." Tears profusely streaked down her cheeks with ever-ascending rapidity as he rammed it to her. She was almost senseless now as his sturdy cock continued driving in with dagger-like precision all the way up her pain-ridden anus.
"What an ass," he gulped. "I should have fucked you this way when I first met you. Oh, baby, I love stuffing my hot prick up between your wild, twisting buns."
At the same time she thrilled to the feeling of Steve's plunging prick sliding in her pussy. Her cuntal muscles seized his cock. She squeezed hard as he rammed in forcefully.
"FUCK ME, OOOHHH, FUCK ME," she begged feverishly. "YES. I WANT IT. FUCK ME." Sure there was the pain, the stinging pain that kept persisting. And with every penetrating cock stab she was responding by twisting her asshole for him. Brian had become like a madman possessed, grunting and gulping as his lengthy cock shaft kept tearing like a blade of steel, doing its precision work with thundering force as he slammed his turgid penis forcefully into her hot ass.
"OOOHHH, YES," he cried out anxiously. "FUCK IT, FUCK IT."
Despite the pain that devastated her anal passage with each succeeding jolt, he kept incessantly ramming it into her, thrusting upward as she began enjoying it more and more.
"OOOHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT," she cried out. "IT'S BEAUTIFUL HAVING THE BOTH OF YOU. OHHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
The passionate pleasure that she was experiencing now had driven her almost out of her mind.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YESSS, I LOVE IT," she cried out eagerly. "SCREW ME. FUCK ME."
They both continued driving into her with hard, penetrating jabs.
"I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT," she cried out anxiously. "OHHHH, YES. FUCK ME, FUCK ME." She couldn't get enough of it. She wanted both of them. Her cuntal muscles seized Steve's sliding shaft. Terry squeezed his cock as she twisted her hips and ground her ass with Brian's prick imbedded in her behind.
"You see, baby," Brian gasped as he kept ramming up her ass, "you like it, don't you?"
Even though the pain was excruciating from the well-directed cock stabs that her hot lover kept searingly directing her way as the rapidly sustained pace continued, Terry found herself feeling tremendous excitement. She loved it. Despite the pain that devastated her anal passage with each succeeding jolt, she kept her ass cheeks flailing and thrusting upward as she began enjoying it more and more. Strange as it might seem to her thoroughly perplexed mind, Terry was learning to enjoy the pain of his prick riding up her asshole with each jolting cock stab.
"HARDER," she cried out in her passionate frenzy. "FUCK ME HARDER!"
It did feel fantastic to have one man ramming it in her pussy, while the other rode it up her asshole.
"I CAN'T STAND IT," she cried out as her body convulsed.
Her anal muscles seized his cock and she squeezed and pumped up and down in a regular, rhythmic movement. She wiggled her shapely, sensuous ass cheeks as he kept on driving his flaming prick inside of her behind. She thrilled to the flowing sensations of his crinkly testicles pushing against the nether cheeks of her ass as he propelled his stirring rod ever deeper inside of her, moving just that much closer to that ecstatic moment when the droplets of his flaming sperm would shoot from the end of his prick.
He could see that she was adjusting to ass fucking.
"YOU LIKE IT, DAMN IT," he exclaimed. "RIGHT UP YOUR ASS. ALL THE WAY. YES, BABY, YES, KEEP FLIPPING YOUR ASS AROUND. KEEP MOVING."
Terry kept her ass grinding as he kept plunging deeper in her behind. She loved the feel of the tip of his prick up between her buns, cutting her with every swift, plunging stab that made its forceful penetration into her desire-filled rectum.
"OOOHHH," he exclaimed, "I'M GONNA CUUUUMMMM. EVERY DROP OF MY HOT JUICE IS GONNA SHOOT. IT'S GONNA SHOOT RIGHT OUT OF ME."
He hammered hard with his onrushing joy stick, watching as the flaming flood tide of thick, phallic juices started to shoot from the end of his long, gushing pecker.
"HERE IT GOOOEESSSS," he groaned with a loud gasp of unswerving desire. "OOOHHH, MILK ME. OOOHHH, COME ON, KEEP TWISTING YOUR BUTT."
To encourage the beautiful young blonde to keep her tail twisting, he slapped at her ass cheeks. That prompted her to twist and wiggle more rapidly than before as she felt the droplets of his thick, spurting stream gushing from the end of his prong and into her asshole.
"How do you like ass fucking, honey?" he panted as he kept driving it into her cum-slick behind.
"OOOHHH, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT," she groaned over and over.
"JUST WHAT I WANTED TO HEAR. NOW, BABY, CLAMP YOUR CUNT AROUND STEVE'S PRICK. MILK HIS COCK."
As Brian continued driving his prick in her asshole, he could feel Steve's insistent, throbbing cock plunging in her pussy. Only a thin sheath of flesh divided the two cocks.
"I'm almost there, buddy," Steve panted as he kept driving it into her with affection and lurid, lusty feelings.
Terry had to admit she enjoyed the wild ass fuck. And she loved having Steve's plunging prick in her. He was a Casanova all right and knew exactly how to satisfy her in the most uninhibited manner. He pinched her tits as he fucked her cunt.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I'M CUMMMING!" he panted as she let her cuntal muscles rhythmically pull on his penis and drain him. "YES," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH,OH, I LOVE IT."
lasciviously she twisted her hot body. She wiggled her cute ass suggestively as Brian continued sliding inside of her. At the same time her pussy walls tightened in response to the swift, stiff, driving movements of Steve's prick, racing into the moist inner depths of her pussy.
When Steve had unloaded his sperm in her cunt, he slowly eased back. She looked at his sensitive cock head.
"Like it?" he smiled.
"Oh, an orgy is the only way to fuck," she said.
About this time Brian eased his dick from her ass. He pulled out so quickly it hurt her.
"What would the people in the office think if they knew you were fucking around like this?" Brian chuckled.
"Don't you ever mention it," she warned him, "or I'd be tempted to kill you."
Anger flashed in her eyes.
"Look, you're in this as deep as I am. Of course, you look at it differently. A woman is somebody who should submit to every kind of sexual conquest. She doesn't have any personality of her own. She's just a victim. Well, baby, that isn't the way I see it. I enjoyed it. I was the one who wanted it. So don't look upon it any differently. Let's just say we all love to screw. And we've had a ball screwing each other tonight."
"I'll smoke to that," Steve smiled as he bent over and started licking at her bosom.
At the same time Brian got on the other side of her and licked at her other breast. Then Brian dipped his fingers down to her pussy.
"Wow, you sure did get a lot of juice out of him, honey," he laughed.
He withdrew his wet fingers from her cunt just as Steve slipped his finger up her asshole. When Steve felt the slick cum in her anus, he commented to Brian, "And you sure shot a good load in her behind."
They laughed as they went on licking at her bosoms. Then they pulled away for a moment.
"Drink time," Brian said. "We need to take a drink break."
CHAPTER TEN
Brian and his buddy Steve went to get a beer. When they returned without any drink for Terry, she went into a fit.
"Well, gratitude, that's what I call it! I give you both a good time and my thanks is to be forgotten. Well, I like that!"
Brian apologized and asked her if she wanted her regular bourbon and Seven.
"You bet your sweet ass I do," she told him, "and be quick about it. You both knew how to take care of yourselves. But here I was, dying of thirst."
They both laughed.
Steve told her flatly, "We figured we'd shot so much sperm down your throat that it had satisfied your thirst for a long time.' She laughed with him.
A few moments later they were drinking and talking.
"Steve, what do you do for a living?" she asked him.
"I work for an ad agency," he explained. "Dreaming up commercials for TV. And it's a real drag."
"Why, Steve? I should think that would be interesting," she told him flatly. "It certainly beats working at a furniture factory."
"You bet it does," Brian said broadly. "I work my tail off and I don't get much money. Steve gets bonuses when he comes up with a winning television commercial."
"How exciting, Steve," she gushed in a delighted manner. "It's wonderful that you have that opportunity. The only thing that I'm concerned about, however, is why you enjoy orgies so much."
"Because," Steve explained. "I want to experience every kind of sensation. Sure, I like to have a two-way. But there's something so stimulating, so exciting that I prefer a three-way."
As she lay there thinking about the delicious pleasures that she'd experienced, she had to admit one thing.
"I'll tell you both," she confessed, "that you really know how to make love. It was wonderful. I don't think I've ever been so stimulated, so excited, in my life."
They turned on the television and an old Bogart movie was playing.
"Oh, look at those two," Terry said. "Bogie and Bacall. Weren't they a fabulous team? They really used to make movies then."
She shook her head.
"I've often wondered if I might have an acting career. Maybe I would make a good performer." It didn't take long for Steve to tell her what kind of pictures he thought she should appear in.
"Yeah, they make pictures where you'd do real well," he told her. "You know the kind. The girlie movies. The nudies."
"Really!" she quipped. "That's not my way of doing things. You certainly have a dirty mind to even suggest such a thing."
As she lay there looking at the two men and their limp cocks, she figured that was all. She reached out and began stroking them. They lay back and enjoyed her hands pulling on their penises.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "This is a lot of fun." She was jacking them off in a regular, even tempo. She noticed that as she pulled on their cocks, they were suddenly becoming quite erect.
"Wow!" Steve panted. "You've sure got me hard again."
The delicious thrills that shot through his body had him completely excited now.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, YES, YES. OHHHHH."
She bent over and started licking at Steve's prick. But before he could get a hard-on, she pulled off and immediately went over to Brian's penis. Brian watched her head as she bobbed up and down on his penis. He ran his fingers through her blonde hair and complimented her.
"You're an outstanding cock sucker," he told her. "But never neglect the balls. A man's balls are his pride and joy. Reach down there, honey, and finger my nuts. That's how. That's the way. Oh, yes. Finger my balls."
Her finger tips massaged and caressed his testicles.' "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, OHHHHH!" Suddenly she could taste him starting to cum. She didn't want to stop for a minute.
"OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING," he panted, "COME ON. SUCK OFF. SUCK IT OFF."
He reached out as he came near climax. His throbbing penis stabbed to the back of her throat. His hands clasped her tightly as he exploded his thick, creamy cum load in her mouth. She gulped greedily, sucking every delicious drop of his cum.
"OHHHH, EAT IT," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, BABY SUCK OFF, SUCK OFF." Watching from the sidelines, Steve had been jerking himself off. He was getting near climax and he wanted her to suck him off quickly.
"Sure baby," she told him when he begged her.
Her lips swiftly slid down over his erect shaft. Her fingers massaged Steve's balls with a sexual electricity that bolted through his body.
"WOW!" he exclaimed. "FINGER MY ASS. GO AHEAD, BABY. FINGER MY ASSHOLE WHILE YOU SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
Wasting no time, she let her finger slip between Steve's ass crack. Her forefinger found his tight, rubbery anal opening. Letting it slide right up his asshole, she sucked him at the same time. He began rutting into her face in an even, steady thrusting rhythm. She loved the feel of his bloated balls in her hand and she was waiting for that tasty moment when he would explode his load.
Steve thrust deep now as he gave it to her with a hard, plunging prick jab all the way down her throat.
"OHHH, I'M CUMMING," he panted as he pumped it to her. "OHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK OFF. SUCK MY PRICK OFF. OHHHH! AAAHHH! YES, YES, SUCK MY COCK OFF."
He thrilled to the sensation of her mouth sucking the cream right out of his throbbing prick head.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, SUCK IT. EVERY DROP, BABY. SUCK IT OFF, SUCK OFF!"
His hot, white sperm unloaded down her throat. She gulped greedily, enjoying every delicious drop of his dick juice.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. SUCK IT, SUCK IT!" he hissed.
The white-hot cum splashed down her throat. When she pulled off, some of his sperm spurted on her cheek. She brushed it off and laughed as she lay back.
"You were both wonderful," she told them. "I really enjoyed out little orgy."
"That's when you really get to know a person," Steve smiled. "Like me. You know me."
"I know what it is to go to bed with you, Steve. But I don't really know you."
Steve wrapped his arms around her. He pressed his hot lips against hers in a passionate kiss.
"You know me now," he insisted. "Inside and out."
She laughed as she clutched his shoulders. "Remember me?" Brian reminded them both. "Two is a party and three is an orgy."
They pulled away and looked at Brian.
"Oh, we should think of another little sex game to include Brian," Steve observed. "Brian was a good boy. He sodomized you real good, didn't he, honey?"
She laughed.
"Oh, yes," she assured him. "I'm glad that he put some of that slippery stuff on his pecker before he stabbed it up my ass. That made it easier to take."
Brian complimented her.
"I'll tell you one thing for sure. You know how to wiggle your ass when a guy's ramming it to you from behind."
"Is that a fact?" the blonde asked coyly.
"You'd know, honey, if you had a cock and were sliding it up a gal's ass," he explained. "If you don't cooperate and put some movement in your behind, it eliminates all of the pleasure. The important thing is emotion. When I drive it in, you twist it. It's like corkscrew fucking."
She laughed at his comparison with a corkscrew. "Yes, that's what it's like," she admitted candidly. "It hurts like the devil, too. But if you enjoy it, that's all that matters. Right, baby?"
"You bet," he told her. "That is the important thing."
They chatted a few moments more and then Brian began analyzing another get-together.
"If we had three men," he told her, "you could have it up your ass, in your cunt and in your mouth. How does that idea grab you?"
She thought about it.
"That is getting pretty far-out. As a matter of fact, it sounds downright sick."
Steve got angry.
"Well, I think it's a great idea for an unusual fuck. And I for one would be ready to have a go at it any time."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Terry began to realize that she couldn't have any reputation at the office if she continued playing around. It might be more discreet, she thought to herself, to read a swingers' magazine and find lovers. That would be far better, she analyzed the situation.
Yvonne, another secretary who worked at the furniture factory told her, "I guess you're getting kind of friendly with all the men around here, honey."
She shook her head.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh, yes, you do," Yvonne insisted. "I've heard plenty from Brian."
Later that day when Brian came to talk to her, she told him what she thought of him.
"You've got a hell of a lot of nerve," she informed him flatly, "telling Yvonne about our little fun time."
Brian apologized.
"I'm really sorry," he told her, "but I figured maybe Yvonne could join us. We could have a three-way. You could be screwing with Yvonne and I could make it with you."
It didn't take long for her to explain how furious she was at such an idea.
"That's disgusting," she told Brian. "How dare you suggest that I would have anything to do with another female?"
Shaking his head, he didn't hesitate to tell her, "You're very narrow-minded. There are a lot of men who would enjoy having sex."
Terry went home that evening and she stopped at a news stand to pick up a small magazine. It was a sex magazine with classified ads for people that could get together. As she glanced over the ads, she was amazed at the things she saw.
There was a beautiful picture of a girl facing the camera. She had large bosoms with enormous nipples. Her legs were spread and you could see her fur-trimmed bush.
Then there was another lovely young lady who had a close-up of her vagina. Her hands were on her pussy and she was pulling it apart. The quivering pink flesh looked strangely appealing to Terry. She wondered if she wasn't becoming a bi.
There was another shot of a woman on her hands and knees with her ass up in the air. The ad asked the question: "Are you sexually undernourished? Let me be your mistress of pleasure weekday afternoons. Write your desires and send them."
What a strange thing, she thought to herself, that anyone could put their picture in a magazine like that.
Then there was a lovely young lady sprawled across a couch with only her panties on. She was wearing shoes, panties and nothing else. Her lovely large breasts with their dark-circle red nipples were tempting all right.
Maybe, Terry thought to herself, she should have had something to do with Yvonne. Yvonne was sensuous and feeling.
The ad that attracted her the most, however, was a close-up of a crotch of a male with a huge cock. The ad read: "Lonely ladies loved tonight. Very handsome white man, twenty-eight years old. Brown hair, big blue-green eyes, tanned and trim. Eight inches of beautiful penis. Wants to share affectionate lovemaking with a passionate young woman who needs more than a quick fuck for the night. Let's take time to enjoy the feeling of sensuous loving. Call after seven, darling." And there was his name. Ken. She wondered what he looked like. Of course, she couldn't tell a thing about his appearance except his description. But she would like to meet a man with brown hair and blue-green eyes. And that long, eight-inch pecker did look as though it could provide a world of pleasure.
She called his number around seven that night and he responded magnificently.
"Hi, baby," Ken began. "I guess you're responding to the ad."
"If that's really you, love," she teased him, "I'm horny for you. I could use eight inches of prick meat driving into my tight cunt tonight."
"You're on," he told her. "Baby, I can hardly wait to shove it to you."
She was eager to feel his throbbing prick plunging into her pussy. She was anxious to see what his cock looked like when it was attached to his body.
"You know, honey," she told him, "you should have shown a little more of yourself. After all, how can I tell what you look like really with just that big picture of your pecker?"
"Well, that's the most important thing, isn't it, if you want a passionate feeling in your cunt?" She laughed.
"Yes," she told him.
"First, I want to know a few things about you," he told her.
"Of course, Ken," Terry replied. "What do you want to know?"
"Have you got a nice shape?"
"You know it," she told him. "I'm blonde and beautiful."
"Do you like to get fucked in the ass?" he asked.
"Why not?" she told him. "As long as you'll use a little KY when you're entering me."
"Sure, baby," he told her. "I'll just place a couple of pillows under your ass and slide in slowly. You'll groan when I'm riding in your ass, but you'll really love it."
Just thinking about it got her so excited she could feel her vagina moistening.
"Ken, when are we gonna get together?" she demanded at last.
"You name the time," he told her, "and we'll make it together."
She told him, "Can I trust you?"
"I'm strong and handsome and horny," he told her. "Now why don't you get your ass over to my place and we'll fuck up a storm."
For a moment she hesitated. She knew she was playing a dangerous game. Yet there was something that sounded so tempting, so appealing, that she could hardly resist it.
"Come on," he told her, "get over here. If you like to suck a clean prick, I've got one for you." She laughed.
"Well... I am a little lonely tonight."
"Then you get over here, honey," he told her, " 'cause I've got something nice. I'm a horny French lover and I will please you."
"A real tongue man," she laughed.
"You know it," he told her. "Now why don't you get busy, baby, and get over here and give me a good time."
The thought of having oral sex with him stimulated and excited her. She was anxious to find out what he would do. She got his address and then told him she would see him in about an hour.
Ken could hardly wait. When he opened the door, she could see only a towel wrapped around his mid-section.
"Well, I guess you're getting ready," she told him.
The beautiful woman was eager to find out more about sex with this young man.
"Are you curious?" he smiled as he kept the towel around his waist.
"Yes," she admitted.
"Well, let's go in the bedroom and I wanna see you undress. I wanna check out your body, baby." She joined Ken and went into the bedroom. It was true that he was tall and he did have a magnificent form. But above all, he looked as though he could give a fantastic time to any woman in bed.
"Of course, I'm all business when I'm in the office," Ken smiled, "and some people say I'm a distinguished-looking businessman. A square. But when I'm outside of that business world, I'm wild, homy and fun, fun, fun."
She smiled as she saw him coming over to her to help her undress.
"That's real nice of you," she told him. "I can hardly wait to see you with your clothes off."
He was a foxy man and when he pulled away his towel and his throbbing, eight-inch pecker flipped out, she was pleased, excited and delighted.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "You sure do have a big one."
"Yes, and I know how to service you, honey," he told her. "I can give it to you up the ass, in your cunt, or in your mouth. First, baby, why don't you just take off your clothes and let me suck on your tits. I'm a tit man."
"How nice," she exclaimed. "I'm glad to know that you appreciate the body."
She wasted no time. It didn't take her long to remove her clothes. When he caught sight of her beautiful bosoms with their taut, red nipple tips he was more excited than ever.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "get on that bed and let me start sucking."
It didn't take her long to strip. Then he got right over her and began massaging and licking her breasts. He would suck first one breast and then the other, letting his teeth bear down gently on her nipple tips.
"OH, WOW," she exclaimed, "I LOVE THAT. KEEP IT UP."
Delicious waves of pleasure shot through her body. The sensuous sensations thrilled and excited and delighted her.
"OOOHHH," she told him, "I LOVE IT. OOOHHHH, BABY, I CAN HARDLY WAIT TO SUCK YOUR COCK. I'M GOOD AT GIVING BLOW JOBS."
Her lack of inhibitions pleased him. He was delighted to see how willing she was to cooperate in any kind of sex.
"I've got some super porno pictures that we can flash on my television screen while I'm screwing you," he told her.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "You have thought of everything."
"I try," he told her. "And we are going to have a good time."
When he finished licking her breasts, he got off the bed and went over to the television and inserted a cassette tape.
"I want you to see this," he told her.
She looked at the television set and got the shock of her life. There were four people with their bodies fused against each other's sexual organs.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "Imagine all of them going after that cute chick."
One man was eating her pussy. The second man was feeding her his cock. And a lovely young lady was massaging her firm ripe bosoms.
"Isn't that something!" she exclaimed. "I never imagined four people could have sex together."
"They sure can, honey," he told her. "I've tried it."
He finally asked her how she learned about sex. "Well, I guess I was a teenage hitchhiker," she explained, "and that was when I gave my first blow job. A young fellow who picked me up said that he wanted me to suck him off. I told him that I wouldn't think of such a thing unless he would give me some satisfaction. I wasn't going to let him think that I wasn't equal. I could get as horny as he could."
He laughed.
"So you made him eat your pussy if you'd suck his prick?"
"A suck for a suck," she laughed.
He told her to watch the film. It did make her hotter and hornier as she did so.
"How about that, baby?" he asked her. "Do you like the scene?"
"You know it," she told him. "I sure would enjoy having a good fuck right now."
The thought of having sex with him stimulated and aroused her.
"Now, baby," she told him, "I would love to take your prick in my mouth and suck on it."
He glanced cautiously down at her.
"Honey, let's sixty-nine," he told her. "You start out by straddling me. Lower your ass over my face and I'll lick your asshole if you'll lick mine." She agreed. Straddling him, she pressed her pussy down right over his face. He reached up and gripped her hips. He pulled her cunt down over her his mouth and let his tongue stab inside.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she cried out in ecstasy, "I LOVE THAT. COME ON, BABY, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. THAT'S BEAUTIFUL. COME ON. OHHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES."
Waves of delicious excitement roared through her body now.
"How about sticking your tongue up my asshole?" he suggested.
She clasped Ken's round, firm ass. And then she pressed her tongue to his anus. Slowly she stiffened her tongue and inserted it gently up his rectum.
"OOOHHH," he groaned in a frenzy, "YES. I LOVE THAT. AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK MY ASS. SUCK MY ASSHOLE."
She grabbed his shaft and began jacking on him while she ate his behind out.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her, "I LOVE IT. YES. FUCK IT, FUCK."
It was a delicious, erotic experience for her.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "I wanna give you a good time."
She loved the sensation of his tongue stabbing up her asshole and his finger flipping back and forth in her vagina. At the same time she ate his ass out and stimulated him.
"OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed. "RIGHT UP MY ASS. OOOHHH, BABY, YOU KNOW HOW."
The delicious sensation that surged through her body as he tongue fucked her asshole and fingered her pulsating pussy had her cumming.
Withdrawing his tongue from her behind, he licked her vagina. She thrilled to the sensation of his tongue stabbing into her pussy.
Removing her tongue from his asshole, she began licking all around his crotch. He loved the sensation of her tongue on his balls.
"OOOHHH," he told her, "YES. I LOVE IT. OHHHH, AAAHHH."
Now she was going up and down on his cock. And at the same time she was watching the orgy on the television screen. It was stimulating to see all of the people sucking and fucking. And it was equally thrilling to have his throbbing, big prick driving down her throat.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, SUCK MY COCK," he panted as he pumped it to her. "SUCK IT. COME ON, BABY, EAT IT."
Her head bobbed up and down on his manhood. Her fingers massaged and caressed his balls. She knew that he was going to have a huge orgasm. And she wanted this incredible sensation to continue. She wanted to feel her pussy juicing while he fed her his prick. Warm, erotic sensations shot through her body as she went on sucking his prick.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, YES, YES," he exclaimed. "SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF." His hot, throbbing cock was ready to explode. "Baby," he told her, "caress my balls while you lick my dick. I love it."
The delicious thrills that he felt now as she sucked him drove him out of his mind. He swung his body around so he could watch better. Then reaching down, he gripped her head. His entire body was on fire to fuck her face.
"EAT IT," he panted as he pumped it to her. "OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, YES, YES. SUCK IT OFF. SUCK, SUCK!"
She enjoyed being screwed by a man with such a throbbing, horny ability to entertain her. It thrilled her to feel every inch of his stabbing prick driving down her throat.
"OHHHH, COME ON, BABY," he told her, "SUCK ME. SUCK IT OFF."
He was young and sexy and hot and horny. And he was going to fulfill her wildest dreams. She wanted to taste him when he shot his wad.
"YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT WHEN I EXPLODE IN YOUR MOUTH," he told her. "OH, BABY, SUCK, SUCK IT."
The wild pleasure that she experienced as he rammed it down her throat had her almost gagging.
"I'M CUMMING," he exclaimed. "SUCK OFF. SUCK MY COCK OFF."
His hot, throbbing cock exploded.
"YES," he exclaimed, "SUCK OFF."
Her lips fastened firmly on his manhood. She sucked and swallowed as he kept shooting his jet- spray of sperm down her throat.
When she had finished, he wanted her to swing around so he could lick her pussy. Slipping off his prick reluctantly, she angled herself so that her cunt was even with Ken's mouth. Ken's finger tips massaged around her mound. Soon he let his fingers slide inside of her vagina.
"YES, BABY," he told her, "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, OHHHHH!"
He was thrilling to the delicious taste of her. "EAT IT," she exclaimed. "OOOHHH, SUCK OFF. SUCK MY PUSSY."
She was thrilled with his tongue lashing and licking her clit. And his hands at the same time were caressing her smooth, pumping ass cheeks.
"I'M CUMMING," she exclaimed. "LICK IT. OOOOHHHHH, LICK IT."
When he had finished lapping up her cunt, he withdrew his tongue. The film that he had put on his video recorder had finished playing. He got off the bed, pulled it off and came back to join her.
"You're really something," he told her. "And I've got to admit I enjoyed your blow job more than any other cock sucker."
"Is that a compliment?" she asked.
He nodded.
"You bet it is," he told her. "It's wonderful to have a girl know how to blow. So many of them you have to tell. But you use your mouth and your teeth and your tongue just right. Stimulates a guy. Almost drives him crazy."
CHAPTER TWELVE
A few moments later Ken made a suggestion that stunned her.
"How would you like to go to a party with me?" he asked her. "You could put on an exhibition." She shook her head.
"What do you mean... an exhibition?"
"You know, the people watch," he explained. "A sex show."
This shocked her.
"I'm sorry," Terry told him, "I just don't believe in that sort of thing."
"A sex show can be a lot of fun," he explained. "It's a thriving business. There are a lot of places that are small and intimate where you see a girl do a strip tease. And then you see a second girl come in and she does a strip, too. Next thing you know the two girls are going at it. They get paid real good for putting on shows like that. And people can watch from private booths. And, of course, while they're watching they're having a little fun, too."
She shook her head.
"I would never think of having sex with another woman. What kind of a female do you think I am?"
"You responded to my ad," he reminded her.
"Yes, that's true," she confessed. "You claimed you had an eight-inch cock that could satisfy any woman. And I've got to admit that you did satisfy me. However, that doesn't mean that I am ready to do an exhibition."
He laughed.
"I once had a steady girl who worked at a fabulous massage parlor. She used to give executive massages. She and another girl. They would use body shampoo and a vibrator and then a hand massage. And she'd get fifty dollars for her performance. Actually, it was worth it. She did a lot of unforgettable things that would drive you ape."
"What... kind of things?" she demanded.
"Well, let's just say everything. A massage all over with her tongue. I mean, she would lick the soles of your feet. She would give a good cock suck and lick your balls, too. Then, if others wanted to watch and you didn't mind, that was fine, too. There are some guys who go ape watching another man screw their wives. Have you ever heard about that kind of thing?"
"No," Terry shook her head emphatically. "I think it's outrageous that you would think that I would enjoy such a thing."
He laughed.
"Look, honey," he told her. "People have a right to any kind of pleasure that they can find in this world. And there's nothing wrong with it. You've got to understand that."
She shook her head.
"I'm sorry," she exclaimed, "but as far as I am concerned, I don't want to become involved with putting on an exhibition. That's not for me."
He could see that he wasn't making much progress. But he had another idea that he thought would really amuse her.
"How would you like me to double fuck you?" She wasn't certain of what he was talking about. "Look, honey," he told her, "I can strap a dildo on. I can slide the dildo into your pussy and I can give you a tight ass fuck with my prick. Would you like that?"
She smiled. He looked at her super legs and her foxy ass cheeks.
"A lot of men find my ass attractive," she confessed, "and I can't imagine why."
He laughed.
"Well, I'll tell you why if you don't know," he told her. "You've got such a beautiful butt that a man naturally thinks of sticking his prick up it. Now why don't you give me that chance? And you would get all of the satisfaction you could ever ask for."
At first she thought he was asking too much and she couldn't agree. However, the more he talked about it, the more she decided it might not hurt to at least let him try.
"All right," she finally agreed, "if that's what you want, maybe I can let you do it."
He patted her buttocks.
"You've got a lovable ass, baby," he told her, "and I'm wild and horny for you. Just wait until I show you how I can double fuck you."
She was an extremely appealing woman, Ken knew. And he had to give her every kind of kick she was asking for. For he was certain that if he didn't satisfy her, some other stud would.
It didn't take long for him to strap the dildo on. Then he applied Vaseline to his throbbing, long penis.
"Now, honey," he told her, "I've gotta get you at just the right angle. Get those pillows under your butt and I'll give you a good, hot ass fuck."
He wasted no time. He brought the pillows down on top of the bed and told her what position he wanted her in. She lay on her back and angled her ass up.
"Now, sweetie," he told her, "You're gonna love it when I give you my cock. Only relax."
"This is a mind-blowing experience," she shook her head. "I'm not used to this sort of thing."
As she looked at Ken, she realized he was hairy, hung and heaven. She angled her ass up in the air so he could insert his penis there. And then she saw how he guided the massive plastic cock into her vagina. Obviously he was attempting to give her every kind of pleasure he knew how.
Terry felt the plastic pecker invading her pussy and the head of his shaft pumped at the entrance to her asshole. She cooperated and shoved back.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "YES. FUCK. FUCK IT. OOOHHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK IT." She enjoyed the sensation of the plastic pecker driving into her cunt. It was hard and felt good. And at the same time she enjoyed the acutely satisfying experience of his throbbing, Vaseline-coated cock riding in her asshole. It was the double sensation that added the most pleasure she had ever known with one man fucking.
"COME ON," he told her. "YES, YES, FUCK IT. COME ON, FUCK."
He was a super-hung dude and he plowed in with all of his manly might. She felt his huge, throbbing prick riding in all the way. "OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she panted. "OHHHHH, AAAHHH, YES. FUCK."
His throbbing prick rode up her ass all the way. And then his plastic pecker drove into her pussy.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK, FUCK," she cried out passionately.
With deep, strong strokes he continued driving into her ass with all of his manly might. At the same time he rode his plastic cock into her pussy, satisfying her both ways.
"You like this?" he panted as he pumped it to her.
She nodded.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she gasped as she ground her hips for him. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. FUCK IT. FUCK!"
With hard, driving strokes he continued riding into her with all of his might.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her, "SWING YOUR HOT ASS."
She swung her behind for him.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he cried out, "GRAB IT WITH YOUR ASS MUSCLES."
She seized his hard, throbbing cock with her rectum. She squeezed her ass muscles around his sliding, driving pecker.
"OOOHHH, FUCK ME," he cried out eagerly. "FUCK ME. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, SCREW IT."
Waves of erotic pleasure flashed in his body. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK OFF!"
His hot, throbbing prick exploded. Ken's hot load of cum shot up her ass. He kept sliding in his own cum, thrilling her and pleasing her.
"OHHH, HARDER," she begged him. "OOOHHH, LET ME FEEL IT. RIGHT UP MY ASS. SHOVE IT TO ME. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
He continued driving into her with all of his manly might.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. FUCK IT. FUCK, FUCK!"
When he had finished his wild fuck, he slowly eased his prick out of her ass.
"WOW!" she exclaimed as she saw him also sliding the plastic pecker from her pussy.
It was dripping with her love juices.
It had been a wild ride for her. She had known sex, but never quite this stimulating, never quite this arousing or exciting.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "I really enjoyed having sex with you."
There was something that she wanted to say to him, but couldn't.
"Go ahead," Ken invited her, "tell me what you're thinking about."
Finally he broke down and explained what was on his mind.
"I was thinking of what a wonderful time we could have if you would agree to go to some exhibitions with me. You could pick up a lot of extra bread and maybe even make a name for yourself."
"Yeah... a bad name," she informed him flatly. "Well, I don't want any part of anything like that. I'm sorry."
He laughed.
"I hate to say this, but you're a bit narrow minded," he told her. "But then, to each his own."
It was difficult for her to tell Ken how she had gotten into her sex habits. But Ken was eager to find out.
"They say every woman learns about cock sucking in a special way. You said you learned about it hitchhiking."
"Yes, and there was this fellow in college," she explained. "Jeff. He was a real nice guy and everything, but he was always trying to use his tongue on my you-know-what."
"Well, I won't know what unless you tell me," he laughed.
"All right," she finally agreed. "He was trying to use his tongue on my pussy. And I didn't like it."
He laughed.
"But you learned to like it," he smiled.
"Yes, in time I guess a girl can learn to like anything."
He laughed and slapped his buttocks jovially. "Judging from the way you tongue fucked my asshole, you enjoyed it."
"Yes, I'll confess I did," she admitted quite candidly.
"What about my prick?" he asked. "Did you like my eight-incher?"
"Sure did," she agreed. "And you even tasted good. I loved swallowing your cum."
"I could tell you did," he told her.
He looked at her ass again.
"We each could pick up a couple hundred dollars if we would put on an exhibition of me screwing your ass."
"Oh, honey," she told him, "I could never do that. It just doesn't seem right to let people watch something that is almost sacred."
He threw his head back and laughed.
"Sodomy is hardly sacred," he reminded her. "Well," she confessed, "I guess you could say that."
It was apparent to her that he was bound and determined to try and involve her in an exhibition.
"I understand your game, Ken," she told him quite flatly. "First you will want an exhibition. Then you will suggest something as drastic as appearing in some porno fuck flick. I'm sorry, but that is not my bag. You should find someone else who appreciates that kind of activity."
Her flip, caustic comments indicated to Ken that she was disgusted.
"You know, my last girl friend felt the same way," he admitted. "She was a narrow-minded hypocrite. She could do it with me and even with somebody watching. As a matter of fact, she loved the sandwich scene."
That was a new one for Terry. Her eyes opened wide and she shook her head.
"Forgive me if I'm ignorant. But what is the sandwich scene?"
"That, my love," he explained quite candidly, "is when the girl is in the middle. And she has a guy behind her and one in front of her. You know, anal and pussy. It's a delicious way to make it. At least that's what my girl friend Melissa thought."
"Well, why did you split up?"
He laughed.
"I was doing it with this black dude," he explained. "and I thought I had a big cock. Well, he outfoxed me. I have an eight-incher and he had a ten-incher. And I guess she preferred that extra couple of inches driving into her cunt since she left me."
He laughed.
"That's the way it is. Each person has to find what he's looking for."
She laughed, too.
"And I guess that was the end of your inviting black dudes over for a three-way."
He nodded and smiled.
"Yes," he admitted. "That damned stud would have to take Melissa from me. And she was super for working the exhibition circuit, too. Even made a couple of porno flicks with me."
The word about films had tumbled out of his mouth before he realized what he was telling her.
"Ah-hah!" Terry exclaimed. "So I was going to be a recruit for a fuck flick. Well, that isn't very nice, I'll tell you that. I would never think of putting my body on exhibition for a lot of lecherous, horny men to sit and gaze upon. I'm sorry. If that's your bag, beautiful. But it isn't mine."
He laughed.
"Look, baby, you're into kinky sex. Don't try to play innocent. You answered my ad. All you could see of me in that ad was my crotch. But that was enough to get you to call."
Thinking about what he was telling her and it was true, bothered her.
"You're right, Ken," she confessed, "and that probably is what burns the hell out of me. I hate to think of you being right and that I am a lecherous fucker. But I guess that's the way it is."
He laughed.
"Don't feel bad," he told her. "We all have our hang-ups. If I told you everything that turns me on, you probably would be turned off."
"No doubt you're a cannibal," she laughed, "and after you've fucked someone you want to eat them literally."
"Now that comes later," he chuckled. "Right now I'd like to get a drink."
She followed him into the kitchen where he got out a bottle of brandy.
"Fix me something to drink, too," she said as she stood there naked near him.
Ken smiled.
"Did you ever think of joining a nudist colony?" he asked her.
"No," she admitted, "I never thought of that. But it's not a bad idea. I hear that you can meet a lot of nice people in the buff."
He laughed.
"At least you see what you're getting. None of this phony stuff. I went with a gal for a couple of days and she had the most tremendous boobs you've ever seen. That is, until I saw she had plastic tits. She inserted these things she got from some Hollywood dress shop. And I thought when I was feeling of those nice boobs they were for real. Imagine how angry I was to think that she had perpetrated a fraud on me."
She laughed. As they walked into the living room and sat down to have their drinks, Ken asked her a few more questions about her work.
"I work for a furniture factory," Terry explained. "In the office. My usual diversion is the weekly bowling league. I've met a lot of men that way. However, it began getting difficult as I didn't want to destroy my reputation at the furniture factory. If I had too many men at the same place they might get the wrong idea about me."
Ken nodded.
"And then again, they might get the right idea." The words from Ken's lips tumbled out nonchalantly. But they pointed an accusing finger at Terry. She knew very well what he had said was true. She had become a woman who was as aggressively seeking sex as the horniest of males on a Saturday night.
"What's wrong?" Ken noticed when she became bothered.
"I guess I'm not Miss Goody-Two-Shoes anymore," she admitted. "I like to get laid. I enjoy giving head and sometimes I'll even submit to sodomy. And you can't think of me as pure and innocent as driven snow, can you now?"
"Snow White you aren't, Terry," he admitted, "but don't worry. We all have our little games that we play. And you mustn't feel bad."
Terry felt humiliated and ashamed and guilty.
"I need another drink," she confessed. "That will help relax me."
"But it won't get you over your feelings of guilt. The bottle only gives an illusion that wears off when the liquor wears off."
Terry knew that what he told her was true. Nevertheless, she was grateful that he wanted to help her. She drank again and then lay back and relaxed and nearly fell asleep.
"Look, you'd better go home now," Ken told her. "I don't believe in my girl friends staying all night. My landlady might get angry."
"What the fuck has your landlady got to do with it?" Terry snapped.
"Everything," he explained. "I pay half the rent by servicing her."
Terry's jaw hung slack.
"Ken, you're terrible," she told him flatly. "It's quite obvious that all you think of is making money with your body. You're running a real stud service."
He nodded and grinned.
"You're absolutely right, baby, and I would not have it any other way."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Terry realized at last that she had to make a decision. If she was going to continue her wanton sexual life, she would have to be far more discreet.
She got a box number at the post office. In that way she could contact people that she cared to get acquainted with without immediately identifying herself as a swinger.
She placed an ad in a swinger magazine without giving her true name. She gave the mail box number at the post office. In the ad she worded it so that a prospective lover would get the idea that she had a little class and wasn't just another piece of ass. She advertised: "Lovely young blonde female looking for someone to share good times with. Intimate involvement required."
And then she gave a phony name and her box office number. A flood of responses thrilled and pleased Terry. She could hardly believe there were so many men who were available. She had never had anything to do with a black man. Ever since Ken had told her about the black man who took his girl friend away from him with his magnetic appeal and his ten-incher, she thought it would be an interesting experience to find a black dude to satisfy her.
A young, well-hung black college stud sent her an interesting note along with a photograph of himself in the buff. She could see he was tall and had a huge prick. Terry was eager to find out what it would be like to share sex with a black male. She answered the letter and told the man she would like to meet him. He, in turn, phoned her and suggested they meet at a motel. Terry thought this was a little lewd but then considering the way people were conducting themselves at this time, maybe it wasn't.
She met him at the Night Owl Motel and he had already arranged for a room. Terry went back to Room 72. She tapped on the door and he immediately answered.
"Is this Terry?" he called out.
"Why, yes," she said. "Is this Tyrone?"
Terry caught sight of the big, black football player standing there in the buff. Sure enough, he had a huge cock dangling between his legs. She could hardly take her eyes off his fascinating form.
"I have some drinks over there," he said, pointing to the dresser. "Help yourself."
She wasted no time in going over to the dresser and pouring herself a strong drink.
"Now, honey," he told her, "let's see what you've got. I don't believe in wasting any time." Terry didn't waste any time either. She stripped. As he caught sight of her fabulous body, he was impressed.
"You've got everything in the right place," he told her. "Now I'm gonna give it to you."
Terry noticed that Tyrone enjoyed walking back and forth and looking at himself in the mirror.
"A lot of women like to have sex with a guy who has a huge prick," he told her. "As a matter of fact, that's the way I've been making my living through college. Fucking rich widows who need to get laid."
Terry smiled.
"Oh, that's beautiful," she told him. "I can hardly wait to experience something like your cock. I will admit that I have played around a little, but I've never seen anything quite like this."
The thought of having the beautiful young blonde open her legs and let him get his tongue into her sweet, tight pussy excited and delighted Tyrone.
"Hey, honey, let's get into action."
Terry laughed as Tyrone came closer. Soon his hands were groping to touch her all over.
"Wow!" he told her. "I can see you're plenty hot already. I wanna get right in there and give you a good time with my tongue."
Terry could hardly wait. She wanted to feel him tongue fucking her pussy.
Tyrone dropped to his knees. She could see his throbbing penis lengthening and strengthening as he became more aroused at the naked sight of her appealing body. Then his hot hands pulled her to him. He wasted no time in letting his tongue slide along her pussy. Its beaded moistness indicated to him just how aroused she had become.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "YES. I LOVE THAT. COME ON. BABY, JUST STICK YOUR TONGUE WAY IN THERE."
Her quivering, moist, pink, musky flesh ignited his passions. His tongue instantly stiffened and he surged inside of her.
"OHHHH," she groaned, "YES, I LOVE IT."
"It tastes so good down here," he mumbled. Her body was igniting as she watched him tongue fucking her there.
"YES," he panted, "YOU TASTE MIGHTY GOOD TO ME. HHHHMMM, I LOVE IT."
He massaged her ass cheeks while he sucked her pussy. Terry had never known anything quite so arousing and stimulating as what was taking place now.
He threw his arms eagerly around her trembling body. Her trim legs and firm buttocks spasmed nervously as he shoved his lips forward, letting them land with decisive impact at the glistening, ruby-red surface at her pussy entrance. His lips kept pushing imploringly against her vagina. His assertive fingers squeezed her ass cheeks as he sucked on her cunt with determination. This was wrong, but she loved it. She felt her breasts tingle from the spontaneous contact generated by his tongue plunging into the firm, pliant flesh of her cunt.
"OOOHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT," she panted as he kept massaging her ass cheeks while he ate her vagina.
Reaching down, Terry gripped his black hair. She ran her fingers through his hair as she ground her cunt in his face. Then he kept riding his hot tongue wetly between her cuntal lips.
"OOOHHH, EAT ME," she panted. "OHHHH, BABY, LICK IT. OH, HONEY, YOU SUCK ME AND I'LL SUCK YOU."
He started to shove his head restlessly forward between her quivering thighs. His sensitive nose began inhaling the delicious scent of her fragrant womanliness.
"EAT MY PUSSY," she begged. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK MY PUSSY."
He kept massaging her ass cheeks as a whirlpool of excitement caused the turned-on blonde to juice. His charging tongue teased her wet pubic nest as he let it snake against the tiny bud of her quiveringly erect clitoris. She was cumming in multiple orgasms now. She reacted by letting out a hiss as her hips involuntarily contracted and her pussy kept pumping in his face with bewitching, rhythmic regularity. His tongue spiritedly laved the seeping, inflamed mouth of her swollen vagina.
"OOOHHHH, I'M GOOOOIIIING. AAAHHHH, OHHHHH," she heaved a deep, throaty sigh as her hips and buttocks eagerly flipped forward.
He held her tightly, slurping and devouring the sloshing vaginal liquids splashing appetizingly out of her inflamed, dilating cunt.
She'd never known anything quite like this before.
"What a tongue man you are," she gasped. "I love it when you whip your tongue around in my pussy."
Finally Tyrone pulled his tongue from her vagina. He got to his feet and went over to a floor- length mirror and looked at his naked black body proudly.
"What do you think about a black dude like me?" he asked her. "I have ten inches here that need some good sucking. And I enjoy seeing a gal lick my balls, too."
She smiled.
"I figured that you would," she told him. "And it's a good thing I'm uninhibited."
He smiled.
"Well, baby," he told her, "I wanna fuck your cunt, too. And you take this hard prick in your pussy and you'll get a thrill you've never known before."
Tyrone got on the bed. He lay back and spread his legs and told her to get down over his cock.
She reached for the blood-engorged cock head and let her tongue make electric, stimulating contact with his throbbing penis.
"SUCK MY PRICK," he ordered. "SUCK IT." His penis lurched in her clutching hand. "COME ON, BABY," he told her. "LICK IT." Slowly she let her tongue lick the huge penis. He loved the sight of her head coming down between his quivering thighs.
"COME ON SUCK," he insisted. "SUCK IT." For a moment she asked herself what she was doing. But she knew she couldn't stop now. She knew that she had to suck him. He expected her to and she had to.
Her mouth opened and her tongue lashed up and down the length of his erect, pulsating penis.
"OOOHHH, OHHHH," he moaned with building ecstasy, "I LOVE THAT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
Her mouth traveled the length of his huge, throbbing shaft.
"OHHH, YES," he exclaimed anxiously, "SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT."
She was sucking obscenely on his penis. He had his legs at a wide-spread angle so she could massage his balls and see his ass crack.
"HEY, GET YOUR TONGUE DOWN THERE," he told her, "AND LICK MY ASS."
Slowly Terry moved her mouth from his throbbing penis. She let her tongue snake down to his ass crack. Then he felt the tip of her tongue gently easing, sliding up her ass.
"OOOHHH," he groaned passionately, "YES. I LOVE IT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
He was squirming as she vigorously tongue fucked his ass.
"OOOHHH, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU GET ALL THE WAY UP THERE," he told her.
The tantalizing sensation of her tongue plunging up his asshole caused wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure to wash over his body. He would go almost insane if she didn't blow him quickly. For he knew that her plunging tongue was driving him to the point of a tremendous orgasm. It was difficult for her to get her tongue high up his asshole as there was a great deal of tightness there. Yet as she systematically let her tongue stretch his rectum, she got it in deeper. Her hotly swirling tongue was licking now, driving him closer, ever closer to orgasm. His body convulsed. His lust-glazed eyes watched her as she ate his ass out.
"Hey, baby," he exclaimed, "I've had girls suck my prick and lick my balls. But I never had one suck ass like you do."
He was writhing about the bed and she was enjoying his getting so turned on. Surging wave after surging wave of sensation splashed over his body as her tongue continued plunging high up his ass. And then she pulled her tongue out and let her mouth caress his balls.
"OOOHHH, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU USE YOUR MOUTH ON ME," he told her. "NOW GET ME OFF. GET YOUR MOUTH ON MY PECKER AND START SUCKING ME."
Gripping his throbbing, long, black prick at its base, she gently let her finger tips massage around his balls. And then she licked the underside of his shaft, finally capping it with her mouth.
"SUCK ME, SUCK ME," he panted eagerly. "SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
She took the smooth, warm head of his throbbing cock into her mouth. With determination and effort, she went up and down on his penis. At first there was a gagging nausea that she felt, but she nevertheless tried to do her best to give him a cock suck he would never forget.
Her mouth was there, her lips nibbling all around the head of his penis. Then she sucked, hollowing her cheeks as she did so.
"Use your tongue," Tyrone gasped.
Her tongue tentatively swirled around the rubbery corona of his big black penis. Tyrone gasped, panting with pleasure, telling her that she was doing a good job. His firm, rugged, manly hips were flexing, driving more of his man meat into her tantalizing mouth. She accepted it readily as she knew that's what he wanted.
With a steady, bobbing movement of her head, she began to counter his cock thrusts up into her mouth. Before she knew it, several inches of his hardened, thick, long cock shaft raced in and out between her sucking lips. As the rhythm was established she began letting her tongue lie flat. Suddenly she was aware that she was taking almost all of his black, rock-hard shaft into her mouth... and down her throat... and she wasn't gagging at all.
"WOW!" he exclaimed as he reached out to grip her head and guide her. "SUCK, BABY, SUCK."
Faster and faster Tyrone was slamming his hips up at her face, his breath raspy and panting and she tried to match him, knowing that he was going to cum in her mouth within moments. She could feel the expanding lurches of it in her mouth, then tightening her lips around his thrusting prick, she tried to make it even better for him.
Tyrone's grasping hands were on her head. One on either side, guiding her, as he came closer, ever closer to his spewing climax. It had never entered her mind until a moment later when he plunged upward and into her mouth and held himself rigid as he came, that the hot, white semen pumping through his bloated balls through the length of him was to squirt deep into her throat. Now she knew she had to swallow it.
"AAAAAGGGHHH," he grunted with satisfaction.
There was no possibility for second thoughts or options. She had to swallow his jetting, white sperm as it spewed deep into her throat. She did it without thinking, just swallowing automatically. The sound of his breathing and groans of satisfaction made her happy, too. She had brought him off just the way he'd wanted to get his rocks off.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Slowly Tyrone's lust-satisfied cock began to soften in Terry's mouth. She raised her head, allowing it to come out of her mouth, gleaming with the wetness of her saliva. The shaft of his cock leaned toward one side and he was wiping it with his hand.
"I'm glad that it was good for you, Tyrone," she said, lying there between his legs.
There was no more curiosity now about what it would be like to have sex with a black dude.
"First time you ever sucked cock?" he queried, almost knowing the answer in advance.
"No," she told him, "but it's the first time I've ever sucked a black dude off."
"It's amazing," he told her. "I figured you'd been around. Black guys are real popular with white chicks these days."
She shook her head and smiled at him.
"I imagine you have plenty of women who like to play around with you. You sure know how to get a woman excited."
He smiled and nodded.
"I'll admit that a lot of women do enjoy having sex with me," he confessed.
There wasn't the least doubt in her mind about how much pleasure he was deriving from their sexual encounter.
"You're really something," he smiled. "I have seen a lot of women who enjoy going down on a guy. But I've never seen one suck like you can." Her fantasy flights through the corridors of her memory were beginning to unravel in her mind. She was thinking of how many men she had taken on. And it was quite a list.
"I wonder if black people like to fuck with white people?" she asked him.
"Of course," he told her. "Why not?"
They both had a drink and talked for a few moments.
"What are you studying to be, Tyrone?" she asked him, curious to know about his college life. "Maybe I'll wind up being a professional football player," he laughed. "But I'm actually studying to be an engineer."
Smiling, Terry told him, "I took a business course at college. And I've wound up working at a furniture factory in the office. I'm tired of typing and filing and smiling. Damn it, I wish I could get away and do something different."
Tyrone looked at her understandingly.
"I guess we all have dreams about what we'd like to do," he told her, "but it can be difficult. Very difficult to realize those dreams."
She nodded.
"Yes," he told her, "I have dreams, too. Sometimes I imagine I will be a rich dude with a Rolls Royce and two women. One for weekends and one for regular week-night screwing."
She laughed as she listened to him telling what he would enjoy.
"Isn't one woman enough to satisfy you, Tyrone?" she asked.
He shook his head.
"No way."
His cock was getting hard again and she reached out and began slowly stroking him back to complete life.
"Why are you trying to get me hard again?" he asked her.
"So you can fuck my cunt," she told him flatly.
"So you'd like that?" he smiled.
"Very much," she admitted candidly.
As he looked at her beautiful body he imagined what it would be like to screw her with a French tickler on the head of his penis.
"Hey, baby," he asked her point blank, "has anybody ever fucked you with a French tickler?"
She shook her head.
"Well, if you wanna try it I guess you can," she agreed.
He wasted no time once given this opportunity. He applied a French tickler to the head of his penile shaft.
"I'm gonna get in there and fuck you good," he told her.
He rammed it to her with hard, deep strokes.
"FUCK IT, BABY," he told her, "AND FUCK REAL GOOD."
As he kept his penis plunging in her pussy, she became more aroused than ever.
"OOOHHH," he groaned luridly, "YES. FUCK, BABY, FUCK."
She reached out to grip his shoulders. She loved getting all of his hard cock right up her twitching little cunt.
"MORE, BABY, MORE," she panted. "OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEE."
She shuddered with delight as she let her hands wander down his black back to his ass cheeks.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she begged. "OHHHH, ALL OF IT. I WANT IT. OOOHHH, YES. FUCK ME."
The delicious pleasure within her body was surfacing now in a wanton, wild way. She pumped her hips back to meet his driving prick stabs. And at the same time she kept massaging his ass cheeks.
He loved the feel of her hands on his satiny black buttocks. She caressed them sensuously. Then parting his buttocks, she gave him a delicious sensation as her finger stabbed up his asshole.
"OOOHHH, OHHH, YES," he groaned, "FUCK MY ASSHOLE."
She fucked Tyrone's asshole with her finger, while he rammed his prick into her cunt with deep, strong strokes. It stimulated her as he looked down at her with lewd delight.
"FUCK IT," she begged eagerly. "FUCK ME." The French-tickler-tipped penis thrilled and excited her as she had never known sex before.
"OOOHHH, I WANT IT," she cried passionately. "EVERY FUCKING INCH. GIVE IT TO ME. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
With powerful cock stabs he continued penetrating her pussy. Her tightly clasping cuntal muscles snapped around his sliding, big prick.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I WANT IT, I WANT IT," she cried out eagerly. "GIVE IT TO ME."
Rhythmically he continued rutting into her pussy. Her cuntal muscles seized his stabbing, sliding black shaft.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she cried out eagerly, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
As she went on massaging his prostate gland, she could feel him starting to cum. Then it happened. Hot, sizzling white cum surged in her pussy. Her cuntal muscles milked his penile shaft as he finished exploding.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, FUCK OFF!"
When he had finished fucking her, she slowly eased her finger from his asshole and then he gently pulled his penis from her pussy. He slapped her fleshy buttocks playfully and smiled.
"You're quite a gal."
They talked a while longer and then she could tell he wanted to try something offbeat.
"Did you ever have anybody using a vibrator dildo up your ass?"
She shook her head.
"How sick can you get?"
Tyrone only laughed.
"That's not sick," he insisted. "Why not?"
He went over to where he had placed a plastic vibrator dildo on the bedroom dresser and brought it to the bed.
"You see, baby," he smiled at her, "all you have to do is jab that into a gal's pussy or her ass and really watch her wiggle."
He insisted that she roll over. He loved the sight of her smooth, round ass cheeks. He told her to part her thighs so he could get in there with the vibrating dildo. Making sure that the dildo had plenty of Vaseline coating its surface, he suddenly drove the dildo right up her rectum. With his other hand he masturbated. She enjoyed the sight of his hand jacking on his throbbing, long, black penis while he used his other hand to drive the dildo up her asshole. Terry was quite certain of what he in tended to do. He was getting himself totally aroused to where he would almost go ape and then part her buttocks and fuck her ass good.
Sure enough, once he had used the dildo up her rectum for a few stabs and gotten her aroused, he was ready to give her the other kind of sex that she desired.
"FUCK," he exclaimed. "FUCK, BABY, FUCK!"
He gripped her buttocks and rammed up with wild abandon.
"UP YOUR ASS," the big black dude exclaimed as he plunged his rigid, Vaseline-coated, black shaft between her blonde buttocks.
He watched in the mirror. The sight of his throbbing, long, black penis slipping up between her quivering white ass cheeks stimulated and aroused and pleased him.
"FUCK, BABY, FUCK," he exclaimed hotly. "THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT."
With determination, drive and zest he rammed it to her. Her quivering buttocks responded. She twisted and turned on his sliding, .tabbing penis.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, FUCK OFF!"
His hot, black, eager hands clasped her white buttocks. And he continued ramming up her ass with frantic desire.
"OOOHHH, FUCK ME," Terry begged finally. "FUCK ME."
Even though it was painfully obvious to her that it was hard to accept all of his black prick meat up her tight anal opening, she wanted it. She couldn't get enough of it.
"HARDER!" she begged. "OOOHHH, FUCK MY ASS."
He began to thrust in and out of her, pistoning without mercy. He forgot that he was fucking her in the asshole. He just went on ramming it to her brutally, wantonly.
"COME ON, BABY, TWIST YOUR ASS FOR ME," he urged.
She was a highly desirable woman whom he wanted to fuck. That was all that mattered. It didn't matter that it was practically killing her to accept all of that throbbing black cock meat in her rectum.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he gasped, "FUCK OFF. FUCK IT!"
She hissed fiercely at him.
"OOOHHH, YES, SCREW ME. FUCK MY ASS. FUCK ME TILL I CUM."
To her amazement Terry was discovering that she enjoyed the prick up her ass so much that she was starting to get stimulated and aroused. Her pussy was responding by almost juicing.
"FUCK ME, OOOHHH, FUCK ME," she cried out eagerly. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SCREW MEEEE!"
As he went on plunging his prick between her undulating loins, he knew that he was ready to explode into orgasm. With smooth, slick movements he kept the massiveness of his throbbing cock disappearing into her asshole. She was absorbing almost all of his hardened cock in her rectum. He was driving it in deeper yet.
"OOOHHH, THIS FEELS SO GOOD," Tyrone panted passionately.
Their bodies had become coated with a misty sheen of perspiration as they slapped against each other. Billowing waves of pleasure shot through their bodies as they fucked furiously.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," he panted as he drove in.
With each satisfying lunge, he gripped the rounded fullness of her blonde buttocks.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her, "TWIST YOUR SWEET TAIL FOR ME. FUCK IT."
Then he was cumming. His hot, white sperm was shooting through the lurching length of his ejaculating cock with virile force.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned out through tightly clenched teeth, feeling the exhilaration of it as his cock spewed and jetted voluminously, splashing up her ass.
He plunged deep for one final thrust and pulled her back against him, driving his loins up tight and hard against the quivering flesh of her full, moonlike buttocks.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK, FUUUUCK."
Terry loved it. She wanted more.
"MORE BABY. FUCK ME... HARDER!"
"I'LL FUCK YOUR DAMNED ASS OFF," he promised as he began to fuck back and forth above her, driving his thick length deep into the clinging and ecstatically clasping sheath of her asshole.
"FUCK ME," she chanted mindlessly. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEE! HARDER! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH, THAT'S IT. I'M CUMMMMMING."
Reaching underneath her, he could feel her pussy juicing as he completely satisfied her sexually.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "WOW! WHAT A FUCK."
More sperm spurted from his prick head. She ground her ass, milking the juice out of the head of his penile shaft.
"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK, BABY, FUCK."
The delicious pleasure that they had known together had given them exactly what they both required.
"You're beautiful," he told her as he slowly eased every inch of his black dick from her cringing, white, bare buttocks.
He rolled over and talked to her.
"I've got to hand it to you, honey," he told her. "You really know how to please a guy."
Curious to find out more about the way Tyrone operated sexually, she didn't hesitate to ask him a few questions.
"Tyrone," she began, "would you kindly tell me what you enjoy so much about screwing?"
Tyrone nodded.
"The excitement of it all," he explained. "Each woman is a new adventure. Sure I can't fuck every woman in the world, but I can try. And each one wants something different. Some women love to suck. I enjoy gals like this. Then there are some women who only want to let them stab it in their pussy. They're good, too. And there are always women who enjoy getting ass fucked. Tell me, what do you like best?"
It was not easy for Terry to reply. She began thinking about the orgy that she had enjoyed.
"What would you think of me if I were to tell you that I really enjoy having two men at the same time more than anything? I love having one in my pussy and one in my ass."
Tyrone nodded.
"That's perfectly normal as far as I'm concerned," he assured her. "It's beautiful when you can take on two men. Why should you be confined to only one?"
She nodded and smiled.
"That's what I always say. Why should I force myself to endure the indignity of just one cock when two can do it better?"
Tyrone lit a cigarette and spoke with her casually- "Some women pay me good to fuck them. Then there are some men who are absolutely nuts. They actually want me to screw their wives and watch. I mean, it's crazy."
"And what are they doing?" she asked curiously, hardly able to grasp the reality of such a bizarre sexual appetite.
"Believe it or not, they're jacking off while they're watching me fuck their wives. They say it's stimulating."
"And the wives go along with that?" Terry asked in amazement.
"Some wives feel they have to," he admitted quite candidly. "I guess it's because they recognize their husbands are going to withdraw some kinds of security from them if they don't. I mean, it really is ridiculous. But that's the way it is."
Tyrone held her closely in his arms. He licked her beautiful bosoms. He sucked on her nipple tips and fingered her pussy and asshole at the same time.
She had to admit, he was indeed a fantastic lover.
When he pulled his fingers from her ass and her cunt and quit licking her bosoms and looked into her eyes, he asked her, "Did I satisfy you?"
For a moment she didn't know what to say.
"If you think I'm gonna pay to get fucked," she suddenly said indignantly, "no way! I play but I don't pay!"
Tyrone looked at her, scowling.
"Well, how the fuck am I gonna get through college?" he demanded.
"That's your problem," she snapped.
The nerve of him, she thought to herself. Asking money.
"Did you like my ten-inch pecker meat?"
"You're well hung," Terry said in a cryptic voice as she began looking for her panties.
"Is that all you can say?" he demanded.
"Well, what do you want?" she shot back. "Am I supposed to build a shrine to your big cock?"
He shook his head.
"No, but fifty bucks would help," he sneered.
Terry was never so disgusted in her life. What an indecent suggestion to pay to get balled.
"You got your money's worth," she told him. "You had to pay for the motel room and some booze. If you want me to share the cost of that I will. But I'll be damned if you're gonna get fifty bucks out of me."
"Every little bit helps," Tyrone said.
He showed her the bill and told her she could pay five bucks toward the booze.
"I'll pay for this and that's it," she said once she'd finished dressing.
Tyrone got into his shorts now and was dressing, too. Terry thought she'd better get out of there quickly. It was a completely new kind of adventure to her and one she didn't care to duplicate.
"I'll see you around, tiger," she said as she slammed the door to the motel room and walked out.
Tyrone chuckled to himself as he finished dressing.
"Gratitude!" he exclaimed as he shook his head and smiled and left the motel.
He stood there and watched Terry as she took off in a cloud of dust. He got in his car and drove away.
Terry at least had given him a good time, he mused. But she really should have paid him for such a good screwing.
