When she came down, all the girls were looking at her. They could tell how good it had been by the way she was walking. Not quite bowlegged, but almost. Her cunt actually ached. But it was a good ache. It wasn't the pain she'd felt after having a pool cue rammed up her twat. This was the way she should feel – well fucked.
"So it was pretty good, huh?" asked Cat.
"It sure was!"
"Some people are so damn lucky, I can't believe it," said Cyndi. "I beat that creep who's been coming in here five times while you were up there with a guy who looks like a movie star and apparently fucks like a bull.
Five goddamn times I beat him. And you get laid. Damn!"
"Don't feel bad, Cyndi," Sue consoled. "One of these days that pool cue's going to slip and that guy's going to beat you. And then what?"
Cyndi got a funny look on her face, spun and left. The others broke out laughing.
"Poor Cyndi. She really wanted that stud you laid, Sue. Really. But she'll get over it. Apparently he was pretty good in the sack, huh?"
"You bet he was, Cat. He was just what I, uh, needed after my little bout with the guy in black."
Cat pursed her lips, then said, "Look, we had to do some lying ourselves while you were up there packing your brains out. Don came asking for you. Wanted to take you to the zoo or something, I guess. We told him you were at the library. Christ, the lies we tell!"
"Thanks, Cat. Somehow, I don't think Dad is up to understanding his baby girl's not four years old any more."
Cat's eyes moved up and down the teenager's slim, svelte body and she said, "That's an understatement. Four years old, indeed. Not and fucking like a rabbit. But cool it, you know? Don't make Don too suspicious or he might decide to boot the lot of us out."
"I wouldn't let him do that!"
"Don's a pretty hard-nosed character at times. And something tells me he can be mighty protective of his only girl child. Dig?"
"Yeah, Cat. I understand. But it's so silly."
She was interrupted by a familiar voice saying, "How about a game, Sue?
A five-dollar one?"
She turned and saw Joe standing there. He had dressed up for the occasion. And the way his muscles flexed under the knit shirt, she was almost ready to rape him then and there when another voice spoke.
"Like I said, better cool it for a while. Don's got a mean disposition, don't forget."
"All right, Cat. You warned me. But I'm a big girl now. And this big girl's got the hots for a very big boy, if you know what I mean."
"I know, honey, I know. Have fun." And Cat walked off, a new customer in her sights.
"Well, how about it, Sue?" asked Joe, obviously thinking of much more than a simple game of pool.
"Sure. Pick your weapon."
"I've already got a dandy one."
"Yeah," she said, eyeing his crotch. "I can see you have. And it's a big one, too. Real big. I remember. But l was thinking of making you earn your keep this time around. Last game was all too easy for you to win.
I've been practicing."
"I don't remember you needing any practice."
"I meant pool."
"I was thinking of something else."
"I know you were," she smiled. "Let's get going. Don wants to make a little money off this. Five dollars on the line, tiger. And you get to break."
"Spoilsport."
"Wait and see," Susan said meaningfully.
The game was long and both of them played every ball the best they could. Even so, Joe managed to beat the teenager by twenty balls. He laughed as he put his cue stick back into the wall rack. "That was a tough game. You have improved."
"So have you. In more than one game, I hope."
"I didn't hear any complaints last time around. You're not going to turn fussy on me now, are you?"
"I doubt it. Unless you really take me for granted. I don't think I could stand for that."
"Take you for granted? Not likely!" His eyes were taking in the girl's trim figure. There was no way in hell he could ever take Susan for granted.
Her figure was nothing less than perfect. Her tits impudently pressed out against her thin blouse. And they were just the right size. A little bigger than apples, they were as firmly fleshed. He wasn't much of a tit man – but he certainly never missed taking in a nice pair when they came by.
He certainly couldn't miss Susan's. They were superb.
But it was the rest of the package that turned him on the most. Her trim waist flared out into very womanly hips. And the curve of her ass was enough to give him a hard-on just looking at it. Her jeans were very well filled by her ass. He wanted nothing more than to stuff his fat cock between those slabs of asscheek and fuck away. He wondered what it would feel like being surrounded by so much ass.
But this still wasn't all the attraction he had for the girl. Her legs were tightly sheathed in the denim material. But he knew from experience that they were slender and perfectly tapered. And they went up into such delicious thighs. Soft, creamy smooth and framing the triangle of lustrous fur just above her snatch.
That was where it was at with this chick.
Her pussy was so tight he would have thought it was a virgin cunt except for all the tricks she knew. She could really please a man. Her muscles were well trained and could grip down on his prick like a hand gloved in the softest velvet.
The entire package of lithe, slender woman was the turn-on for him.
And then he felt the boner in his pants start to hurt. Thinking about how great a lay Susan was wasn't doing him any good. He had to get into the saddle and ride this filly. There was no substitute for actually fucking her until there was nothing left in his balls.
"Let's go." he said.
"Sure, if you think you've ogled me enough." She was aware of the thoughts going through his head. And she was secretly pleased. She enjoyed being attractive to attractive men. It made her feel even sexier.
They quickly went up the stairs and found an empty room. Susan thought, from the number of rooms occupied, that the girls were either very horny today or were playing sloppy pool.
As the door clicked shut, Susan spun around and dropped to her knees.
Her fingers fumbled out the rigid cock. She held it like some precious work of art. She felt it shivering at her light touch. There was nothing in the world she wanted more at that moment than to have this cock ramming hard and fast up her cunt. She wanted him to fuck her more than anything else.
But she wanted him to feel he was getting something special. She didn't want Joe to feel cheated. Any chick could flop on her back, spread her legs and say, "Fuck away, guy. I'm yours!"
She wanted to make sure he appreciated everything about her. Not just her tight pussy. Not just her willingness to ball with him. There had to be a lot more to keep him coming back for more – and more and more!
"Umm, wow! That mouth of yours! You sure, ummm, know how to use it!"
She had popped the tasty morsel into her mouth and was sucking for all she was worth. Her hair flopped in wild disarray as her head moved back and forth. She was working slowly down the nine-inch prong of solid manmeat. When her nose burrowed in his bush, the entire cock was down her throat.
She had learned a lot. She didn't gag. There was a trick to it – she was no Linda Lovelace but she had figured out how to eat cock. And she did it wonderfully well.
The man had no complaints at all.
Her withdrawal let his cock slowly slip from her mouth. Her lips were puckered up into an "O" shape that perfectly conformed to his diameter.
Each section of his cock received tender loving care as it left her mouth. She let her tongue glide under the rim of his dick as it finally came free from her lips. She licked her lips with just the tip of her tongue and started to put the tasty rod back into her mouth when she heard the man protest.
"Wait a second! That's great – marvellous! But that's not where I want to stick my cock. You know what I mean? I want to fuck you royally.
That's the only way a princess should get it, you know?"
She felt a surge of joy. He wanted her as badly as she did him. She looked up, her eyes soft and slightly gazed with lust.
"Okay, tiger. Whatever you say. Undress me."
While he was struggling with her clothes, she was stripping him down for action. She finished a little head of him although he didn't have as much to get off her. She was wearing only a thin blouse, her jeans and a pair of bikini briefs.
But the time didn't matter. The sensual feel of hands moving across bare skin was what counted the most. And they were both ultra-hot and ready for anything by the time they tumbled into bed.
Their mouths locked together in a scorching kiss. Their passions were running full stride now. They were wrapped in each other's arms, rolling over and over.
She loved the way his tongue carefully explored her mouth. Then their tongues tangled in an erotic knot. He tried pushing her tongue entirely into her mouth. She resisted, slipping off to one side. He sucked her tongue into his mouth and gently trapped it between his teeth.
He tantalized her to the utmost. The tip of her agile tongue was being stroked and teased by his. And when he started sucking, she ground her body firmly against him. She wanted more, ever so much more!
"Ummm, you're so gooood!" he moaned.
"You taste good. And your tongue is driving me wild!" she told him, her mouth refusing to form the words properly.
The reply was drowned out by his crushing kiss. Her lips parted to let his tongue enter but it didn't. She was surprised to find his mouth moving along the line of her jaw. She was certain he was going for her ear. But he wasn't. At the hollow just under her ear, he worked forward, his tongue leaving behind a trail of saliva.
He found the hollow of her throat and kissed it. Then he moved even lower until he came to her boobs. Firm, resilient, they resisted his oral efforts to mold them to suit his own desires.
Pressing hard against one slope, the flesh moved under his tongue. But it popped back, the instant his pressure was released. She felt a cold sweat break out on her body. He immediately began lapping up the salty fluid oozing from her pores. There was nothing about her body that he didn't love. She felt wanted, needed. She couldn't remember a nicer feeling in all her young life.
After sucking on her tits and sending one surge of delight after another into the girl's chest, he worked down until he was on the slightly curved plain of her belly. The corn silk soft hairs delighted him. His tongue worked through them like wind through a field of tall grass.
Soon, he found what he was looking for. Her navel was quickly explored.
His tongue shot out and down into the deep depression. The girl arched her back and moaned constantly now. The wet feel of his rough tongue dredging around in her belly button made her come alive. Every, nerve in her lower body was telling her how delightful this was.
Even her toes were tingling. They felt numb. She tried wiggling them and found they were still attached. But it was a measure of how much his mouthing of her body was turning her on. He was an expert. And the way his mustache tickled and stimulated made her even hotter for him to fuck her.
But he wasn't going to grant her his cock. Not yet. His face moved even lower. She thought he was going to eat her out. She was wrong.
He skipped entirely over her crotch. His lips never touched her cunt.
His mustache didn't even come in contact with her pussy lips. She was starting to protest when she felt his mouth on the inside of her satiny thigh.
She sighed and collapsed back to the bed, suddenly weak and shivery inside. This was even better than having him stuffing his tongue up her twat. His mustache twitched from her knee slowly up almost to her snatch. Then he stopped.
He returned to her other knee. Slowly, he kissed and licked his way up the inside of her leg. His mustache wiggled and quivered and made her anticipate his mouth on her twat again.
Almost at her snatch, he stopped. She was being driven out of her mind by his teasing tactics. He was stimulating the softest flesh on her body, coming almost to her cunt, then stopping. He refused to go on and finish what he was starting.
Her passion had built up to the breaking point.
She mumbled, almost incoherently, "I… I need you! I want your goddamn cock in my cunt! Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!"
The world spun around her. She remembered opening her legs wide to him.
Then he was pressing down hard against her boobs. She felt her knockers flatten against his chest, her nipples hard points poking into him. And her legs went up in the air to fully open her cunt to him.
But still he didn't ram into her twat.
She heard his voice, distant as if he were in a cave, saying, "Over.
Roll over onto your belly. I want to fuck you up the ass."
The words were electric to the girl. He wanted to fuck her up the ass!
He was going to corn hole her! She couldn't let him. Not since she'd had the pool cue thrust up her ass. He would tear her apart with his nine-inch cock! She was certain he would permanently injure her.
"No! I… I, oh, please!"
Powerful hands rolled her over. She tried to resist but it wasn't in her. She felt his hands working under her body. Callused fingers probed for her pussy mound, then moved lower. He found her go button and began diddling with it. Involuntarily, she began to bring her ass up into the air. The feel of his fingers all over her pussy lips sent electric tremors earth quaking through her.
She was soon resting on her elbows and knees, his knowing fingers delicately probing her deepest recesses. The finger up her twat was in full control of her. He wiggled it one way, she moved in that direction.
He moved it in another, she followed.
And she felt his cock pressing into her from behind. But it was going into her twat. She relaxed as his cock surged far up her well-greased slot. This was what she wanted. She was getting his prick and that was all that mattered to her.
A few quick strokes back and forth completely lubricated the man's cock.
He pulled his cock out of her cunt and moved it upward. Poised outside her asshole, he hesitated. This was what he had been wondering about.
He was surrounded by the thick slabs of her ass. The heavy meat collapsed all around his cock. He was completely compressed on all sides by her humid, firm asscheeks.
And it was great!
He felt the head of his cock resting against the tightly held anus. The muscle didn't want to let him in. His cock couldn't make any headway at all into her back passage without the anal sphincter relaxing a little.
His glans was slippery with her cunt juice. That was one delightful reason he had fucked a few quick times in and out of her clinging pussy.
But now he wanted in her tightest passage.
The resistance he was meeting was too great simply to drive his hips forward and overcome. He sensed her fighting him off. He had to relax her first.
His fingers found her clit again. Massaging, teasing, tormenting it, he released a monumental orgasm. The girl's entire body quaked under his.
He had to hang on for dear life. He wasn't going to release his hold on her. Not with her tempting asshole so close at hand – so near to the end of his prick!
As she relaxed from her orgasm, he pressed forward. His cuntjuice slippery pecker worked into her anus. The muscle relaxed just enough for him to get the fat head of his cock into her ass.
The teenager almost blacked out from the excruciating pain. The sudden intrusion up her asshole sent slivers of pain shooting throughout her belly. Her tortured rectum wasn't up to having a cock in it so soon after the pool cue.
If he had done nothing but bugger her, the girl was certain she would have passed out. But the man was more knowing than that. His hands searched out parts of her body sure to arouse her, excite her, to make her forget the pain of his entry up her ass.
His hands stroked across the turgid nipples. His finger delved far up her cunt and wiggled around like a spastic worm. He looped a finger around her slippery little clit and stroked upward. The good sensations smashing into her body blotted out the pain of being sodomized.
She was soon making little gurgly noises of joy deep in her throat. Then and only then did she feel an extra inch inserted up her asshole. And when her inner membranes had stretched to accommodate the huge prick being shoved in, another inch followed. The entry was gradual. Not a bit like the anal rape she had endured before.
This was even exciting!
She felt the man's cock bouncing around inside her. The prick was jerking and pulsating in rhythm to his heart beat. Her sensitive passage could detect the slightest change in shape and size.
The broad arrowhead of his glans seemed to expand. She knew he was having a hard time controlling his lust. And that excited her even more.
He wanted her so much he was having trouble keeping his jism back!
She could sense his balls wetly slapping against her dangling pussy. He was working firmly behind her now. His hairy thighs were pressing into her silky-smooth bottom, the ass that had been whipped by the man in black clothing. She quickly got him out of her mind. There was too much else going on to please her. Hurtful memories were best buried.
Buried like the cock up her rear passage. He was completely in her rectum now. And his cock was throbbing and waiting to give her the sexiest enema of her life. Soon, very soon, he would be spewing out his jizz. He would cream down her entire asshole and make her feel good instead of bad about being butt-fucked.
"Go, baby, go! Fuck it good!" she cried out. Her entire body was trembling in reaction. She knew she had to have it done. She wanted it.
She needed it badly.
And he gave it to her.
His cock slid out, then went back in. Slowly at first. The next trip up her tailpipe was a little faster. And the next was faster still. Soon, he was uninhibitedly fucking her shit chute. All the emotion locked up in his body was being given release.
His prick surged up her tight passage. He felt like he was being crushed to death. But still he fucked on. His prick was seared by the intense inner heat from the teenager's asshole.
Each forward thrust was greeted by a backward one. She was trying to impale herself entirely on his dick. The way the elastic tunnel tightened down around his dong made him sure he was doing the right thing. This was the best fucking of his life.
His body was covered with a thin sheet of sweat from the exertion. He was struggling to hold down the tide of his passion. His balls had hardened into a tight little sphere dangling under his cock. The fuzzy little sac was filled with super-heated, lead-heavy jism. It was beginning to boil and burn. It wasn't easy holding it back. He had to get his rocks off soon or he'd lose his mind!
He fucked even faster up her rear. His cock was almost sucked up into her body now. She wasn't fighting him off any more. She was trying her damnedest to take as much of his cock up her ass as she could. Corn holing seemed to appeal to her in a big way.
The girl's entire body shook in reaction every time the meaty battering ram smashed into her asshole. She clamped down on it, trying to hold it inside her. She felt the broad glans expand and knew she was milking him of his cum. It wouldn't be long before he was blasting his seed into her ass.
Still she clutched at his cock. She didn't want to let it leave. It was warming her inside. He was driving deep into her guts with every hard fucking movement. And that was exactly what she wanted the most out of his long prick.
"Yes, go, yesss! Aieeee!" She came.
Her world shook and spun and revolved entirely around the prick impaling her ass. As she was coming down from her pinnacle of lust, she felt his cock begin to tremble as if with some exotic form of palsy. She knew it was over for him.
When the fiery tide of his cum splattered up her rectum, she came again.
Together, they rocked and bucked out their passions. Their bodies smashed together. They struggled passionately until it was no longer possible for them to continue.
Susan collapsed forward onto the bed, her body drained of all emotion.
Joe remained on his knees, his cock dangling limply between his legs. It was obvious he wasn't going to get it up for some time.
"That was simply super, Joe!" she enthused. Rolling over, she gazed into his eyes and saw he agreed. "Thank you."
"Why are you thanking me? I actually beat you at the pool game. And this is the reason I was paying five bucks a game."
"It's more than that. I can tell. Don't lie to me. It's more than just sex to you, isn't it?"
He looked uncomfortable. "What do you mean? I like balling. It beats hell out of jerking off over a girlie mag."
"There's more than just sex to what we do. I feel it. I think you feel it, too."
"Love?" he snorted. "Don't talk to me about love. You don't have the foggiest idea what you're talking about."
"Okay. Forget I mentioned it. But… any time, Joe. Any time you want – sex – will be fine with me. You don't have to go through the motions of beating me at pool. I'm yours."
He looked at her, a combination of confusion and stark lust in his eyes.