I fell on top of her with a groan of passion and pressed my open mouth on hers. My hand grabbed up her tits one at a time, squeezing at the warm flesh, then stroking her strong stomach and going up and down her prominent ribs. If there's one thing that turns me on, it's a broad with big tits and prominent ribs.
Our mouths parted and I kissed my way down to her nipples, latching on to the first one I found, sucking it between my teeth and lashing the hard, meaty tip with my tongue.
"Ahhhh, that's sooo good," she sighed, grabbing the back of my head with one hand and clawing at my shoulder with the other. "You're so strong and powerful," she sighed, feeling my muscles in a greedy, lusty way.
As I sucked one nipple and then the other, I brought my hand down to her hairy, open cunt and ran my fingers through the damp bush. I found her hard clit and flicked it back and forth at the end of my first finger. As I did this, I played around with her fat lips with the rest of my fingers, spreading them far apart and dipping into her wet cunt, feeling the slippery membranes give and spread.
"Ohhhhh, Pete…" she cried out, clawing at my back. I had my middle finger up her wet hole and was gently thumbing her clit back and forth. I resisted the urge to shove my hand in up to the wrist in that delicious gash. I continued stroking and flicking; her hard loins began to stiffen and relax in rhythm.
There was one hell of a smell coming up to me from that spread pussy. I started kissing my way down her stomach, using my fingers to rub her up and get her good and wet as I did. I don't have to be asked. When it comes to eating pussy, I'm at the head of the line.
Just as my nose felt the tickle of her red bush, she grabbed my shoulders.
"No, don't," she moaned. "Just fuck me. I want to feel you inside me."
Once in a while you run into a broad who doesn't like her pussy sucked, or has never tried it. Well, before we broke up I was gonna taste that juice of hers or know the reason why. In the meantime, I scrambled up onto my knees between her spread legs and angled my throbbing cockhead at her big, open cunt.
I felt around awhile, just to get the lay of the land. Her bush was crisp and wet and when I inserted my finger up her cunt, she groaned loudly and arched her back. I grabbed her by the hips and brought her up onto my groin, so that her ass pressed against my thighs. Then I inserted my cock into the rim of her elastic hole. There was plenty of room in there, but not too much. I thrust forward and in one fantastic down-stroke was up to the hilt in her.
"Oh, Pete, you feel so good in me…" She was laying there at the end of my cock, squirming around and rubbing her sweaty tits with her hands, pulling at the large nipples with her delicate fingers.
"You like that, eh, Doris?" I said. I brought myself back slowly, letting my cock withdraw until just the tip was in her. Then I rammed forward again and pulled back and lunged forward. Her large body bounced around under me as I kneeled there fucking in and out. She was still pulling at her tits, her fingers stretching the dark red nipple-meat.
"Do it… do it…" She was talking to herself. Her mouth was open in a big, lusty pout and the words came dribbling out.
"I love your balls on my ass…"
They were bouncing around on her rump as I stroked in and out. I took one hand from her hips and wiped the sweat from my brow. Then I brought it down to her swollen clit and surrounded it between my thumb and first finger. I began to manipulate her, jerking her off and making small circles at the tip with the ball of my finger. She threw her cunt into me with a wild cry and tears began streaming down her cheeks.
"Oh, yes! Yes! God! Oh, it feels so gooood!" Her arms were stretched up over her head now, grabbing at the air, revealing her wet armpits and soaked clumps of hair.
"Your cunt feels so good," I said, but it was more of a grunting. I was beginning to get carried away with the feel of her ripe pussy as it ground away on my cock. She was all slippery-wet, a gripping elastic sheath for my pulsating prick. It was a terrific fit. I kept my eyes open as I went in and out, wanting to see as well as feel. On each down-stroke, my black hairy clump ground into her red bush and the hairs mingled. When we came apart, strands of red and black caught and then were separated.
"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," she cried, in a small, high-pitched voice.
The tender head of my cock began to tingle as her pussy suction worked its magic. The feeling spread the length of my shaft and gripped my entire groin. I groaned loudly and increased the stroking. Now my nuts were bouncing around on her ass cheeks like rubber balls on a trampoline.
"Ah! Ohhhh! Fuck! Fuck meee…" The big broad was twisting like crazy on the bed, throwing her wet body back and forth as she went up and down on my cock. Her face was contorted, the mouth wide open and moving, the eyes closed and still spilling tears. Either she was the hottest babe in Northridge, or the most neglected. From seeing her husband, my guess was the latter.
I continued to play with her stiff clit as I fucked her, but now it was getting harder to keep my fingers in place. She was thrashing around so much it was all I could do keeping my cock up her hole. And my own passion was becoming so wild that I couldn't think about anything but filling her wet, warm pussy with cum. I pulled my hand off her clit and grabbed her firmly on both hips. I pumped in and out like a maniac, drawing my slippery rod far out, then ramming it to the hilt, over and over until her pussy was bubbling with warm, sticky lubrication and it felt like I was stirring up an ocean of sweet glue.
"Oh, Peeeete…" she cried. She was pulling at her nipples again. They were stiff now, two rock-hard, red peaks bouncing around on the ends of her white tits.
"Oh! Oh, God! Fuck! Uh! Ohhhh!"
My balls rose in their sacs and I unloaded into her. I came in quick spurts, each one accompanied by a loud cry and sharp thrust of my cock. In just a few seconds that gripping cunt hole of hers sucked my click clean. I fell down on top of her. I could feel the warm mixture of her juices and my cum surrounding my prick. I put my cheek on one of her hard nipples, enjoying the warm pillow of her tit.
She was breathing heavily, still moaning. Her long fingers played up and down my back, her mouth on my shoulder. I got a strong whiff of underarm smell and it smelled good. She wasn't one of these dumb broads that shaved and sprayed and smelled like the deodorant counter at a drugstore. She was all animal, this one was, and I loved it.
Then she said, "Pete, let me up, baby," and I rolled off her and watched as she slowly got out of bed and stood facing me.
"Ohhhhhh," she sighed, stretching her arms way above her head, arching her back and getting up on her toes. "That was terrific." She smiled down at me.
"Yeah," I said, looking at her spread, dripping cunt. She had her feet widely planted on the floor as she stretched, making her look wild and untamed.
"I'll be right back," she said, letting her arms slap down on her wet hips. "Don't go 'way, now."
"Don't worry about me," I said, as she turned and went into the bathroom. I turned onto my back and looked up at the ceiling.
Then I heard the water running and a weird squishing sound, like she was squirting water out of a balloon. It was the sound I had heard before, many times, in my playing around.
When she came out a few minutes later and sat down on the edge of the bed, I said, "Not taking any chances, eh?"
"What do you mean?" She began snaking her fingers through the dark hair on my leg.
"The douche," I said.
"Oh. Well, I don't want to take any chances. I'm not on the pill, you know."
"Oh, no?" I said. "Why not?"
"Cancer," she said. "I don't want to take any chances. I've seen articles, like in the Digest and women's magazines. It's supposed to be dangerous. A lot of women get breast cancer from it."
I looked at her big, firm tits. The large nipples still had a semi-hardness to them.
"Baby, you don't want that to happen, not with the set you got." To emphasize my point, I reached up, palmed them, and rolled them around on her chest.
She tossed her head and laughed. "You like them, do you?" she said. She thrust her chest out and watched, smiling, as my nimble fingers pressed and pinched and pulled.
"You know it," I said. "You got one of the best sets I ever saw, you know that?" I wasn't bulling her, either.
She blushed so hard her freckles almost disappeered. "Do you think I'm… well, sexy, Pete?" Her hand was now inching up my thigh, the fingers scratching around just under my balls.
I continued to play with her tits, stretching out my fingers and palming them like two basketballs. "Are you kidding?" I asked. "You got a body on you like nobody's business. And you know how to use it, too. There are a lot of broads, they got the equipment but they don't know how to use it. Believe me, you're the best thing I've run into in many a day."
She turned even redder and smiled broadly, enjoying the hell out of my remarks. Then, suddenly, the smile went away and she looked sadly across the room.
"Well," she said, "it's nice to know somebody thinks so." Her fingers were now cupping my balls and running up and down my wilted cock, but her mind was somewhere else.
"Watta you mean?" I asked. I knew what she meant. That four-eyed beanpole of hers wasn't paying her enough attention. If I played my cards right, made her feel that here was somebody who understood and really appreciated her, I'd be setting myself up for some of the best pussy in the country, and on a regular basis. And, besides, I wasn't bulling her, I really meant it.
"Oh, it's just… nothing." She looked down at me, smiled, and shrugged her shoulders. I got up on my elbows and sucked her nipples into my mouth one at a time, then got back down on the bed.
"I understand," I said. Her hand gripped my cock. Like I said before, I got a way with women. "He's too busy with his work, right?" I asked.
"Something like that," she said softly, tears welling up in her eyes.
"What's he do, your husband?"
She brought her hand up to her eyes and wiped. "He – he's a computer programmer," she said, sniffing. I had my hands under her tits, bringing those two big jugs high on her chest, the nipples pointing up. They were large and flaccid now.
"Work in the city?" I asked.
She shook her head. "White Plains," she said. "He drives down." Her fingers snaked through my cock hair.
"He's older than you, isn't he?" I said.
She nodded. "He's thirty-six and I'm… twenty-seven. When we first got married, it was different. I mean, then, he was always bringing me things and taking me out and he couldn't wait to get me in bed. But, now…"
She looked at me and then looked away, fast. I guess she needed somebody to talk to, but was feeling awkward. After all, even though we'd just screwed, I was still a stranger, just some guy who was there to fix the toilet.
"You don't have any kids, do you, Doris?" I said.
"No," she answered. "We tried and tried and went for tests and everything and it turned out that it was Fred's fault. You should have seen the look on his face when we found out. I'll never forget it, in that doctor's office…" She sighed and twisted up a clump of my cock hair. "Ever since then, the only time he comes near me is when I beg. I mean, it's gotten to where he can't even get it up sometimes and whenever I try to get him to see a doctor he starts yelling and throwing things around and going out till all hours. This last year, I don't even try anymore. I didn't even realize how bad off I was until… I mean, when you came in, I – oh, God!"
She lowered her face and covered her eyes with her free hand, while the other pushed into my stomach. I sat up and put an arm around her.
"Doris," I said, "why don't you leave the guy?"
"I still love him. It's crazy, I know. Don't ask me to explain – I don't even understand it myself. I keep hoping he'll give in and go to a doctor and maybe also adopt a few kids. So far, whenever I mention it, he gets mad. But maybe if I keep trying…"
I couldn't figure it. Here was an exciting doll, with a body and a half, who was wasting her life on this dud. I patted her shoulder and tried to sound cheerful.
"Well," I said, "I think you're one hell of a girl and I hope I can see more of you."
"I don't know… it isn't right. I just couldn't help myself. I shouldn't have let it happen."
I couldn't let her slip away that easily. "Doris," I said, "there's nothing wrong in doing what you did. I mean, it's only natural that a young woman like you is gonna have desires and needs. If your husband can't cut the mustard, that's not your fault. I mean, why should you suffer? And, as far as you and me are concerned, it's just a physical thing. Right? Hell, who's to say it won't even help hold your marriage together, if I come over once in a while?"
"… I don't know…"
This was no time for words. I know enough about broads to understand that the best argument comes from the hands and between the legs, not the mouth. Unless it's kissing, of course. More women have been won over by a hand on a tit and six inches of cock than by all the speeches put together.
I put my hands on her shoulders and forced her down on her back. I stretched out beside her and, with my hand gently and firmly rubbing her tits, I began licking her ear, breathing into it and darting my tongue around.
"No, don't. Pete, please…" She didn't make much of an effort to stop me, though. I continued to lick her ear and brought my hand down to her bush. At the first touch of my finger on her closed lips, she squirmed restlessly and twisted her head away.
"Pete, I beg you…" There was a funny look on her face, a combination of pain and desire. Her legs were clamped tightly together.
"You're so beautiful," I whispered. "I just want to make you happy."
She let out a whimper. My finger slowly burrowed between her clamped pussy lips and suddenly, like magic, her legs slowly parted. I felt her clit, small and not so wet, begin to grow hard. She was still pleading with me to stop, but her voice told me I was winning the battle.
"I love your nipples," I whispered, as I brought my mouth down on one. "They're so big and red," I said, between wet sucks.
"Pete, please… ohhh…"
But she didn't push me away. I cupped her breast under the nipple, pushing it up and causing the nipple to swell and grow even plumper. I brought my mouth down over it, nibbling with my teeth and sucking. As I did, my finger continued to work the length of her budding clit. The first hints of moisture were on it. I slid my finger down into her cunt hole and it came up dripping. I did this over and over, taking her pussy juice and wetting her clit with it.
"Pete…"
I was wearing her down fast. I started kissing all around and between her tits as I played with her nipples and stroked her pussy. I lapped the sweet, salty layer from her warm chest skin and ran my tongue up and down her ribs and back up her tits again. Slowly but surely, I was working my way down.
"Pete, stop… ahhhh…"
I flicked the tip of her clit and grabbed up a hunk of warm nipple in my teeth. "I'm gonna make you cum like you've never cum before," I said. I brought my tongue down to her stomach in a long, wet sweep of her white, trembling torso.
"It feels so good," she sighed. She was now completely open to my desires. Her body lay stretched out, arms up over her head, legs spread and moving up and down rhythmically. I brought my mouth down on her belly button and shoved my tongue in, twisting it around. I brought both hands up and put one on each tit, gently pulling at the swollen, warm nipples.
"I love your tongue on me," she moaned. I looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed and there was a smile on her lips.
I slowly kissed and licked my way down below her firm stomach to the upper fringe of her red pussy-bush. From where my eyes were, it looked like some wild jungle. This was what I had been waiting for. Already, the smell from that tangy cunt was wafting up to my nostrils.
"What – what are you doing?" Her body stiffened somewhat and she stopped the slow, steady rhythm of her loins on the sheet.
"Shhh," I murmured. "Just leave it to me, baby."
I kissed my way through her mound and went down one side of her gaping slit, grinding my mouth and nose around in the red rope of hair between her thigh and cunt lip. Then I kissed her thighs quickly, firmly, with a wet suction that left pink marks on her.
"Don't… don't…" She began twisting and trying to close her legs. My face was caught in a fleshy vise. I couldn't understand how a hot babe like her had never been eaten before, or didn't like it. I wasn't about to stop here. I opened my mouth wide and with a darting tongue and grinding lips brought it down on her closing lips. My tongue flicked about wildly for her clit.
"Oh! Pete, stop! I don't – I never – ahhhhh – OH!"
Her legs swung apart. Her pussy opened to me and her hands came down on my head, the fingers digging into my hair. All the while she kept crying out for me to stop and at the same time she moaned and writhed at the feel. I guess she had a hangup about it, but was finding my tongue too strong and exciting to resist.
"Pete, no, no – ohhhhh, christalmighty! Ahhhhhh…"
Her clit was big and stiff and dripping now. I had my mouth around it, working the lips up and down the meaty length as I gave her all the suction I could. Both hands were still on her tits, pulling them this way and that. More than once. I lost one as she threw her body back and forth. They were big and slippery now.
"It's sooo good… stop… no, no – ohhhh…"
I let go of one of her tits and brought the hand down to her cunt. As I sucked, I wormed two fingers into the slippery red folds of cunt tissue. When I was in up to the knuckles, I started twisting the fingers around in circles and slowly pumping them in and out. Her ass jerked up, throwing her clit deep into my mouth.
"Fuck – suck me! Suck meeee!!" I looked up as I speeded up the finger-fucking. She was a sight. Her hands were over her eyebrows and she threw her head back and forth. Long strands of red hair were plastered to her wet chest and shoulders. Other strands flew back and forth on the pillow. Her lips were flecked with spit and her chest heaved.
I was working up a steaming froth in her cunt. As I lashed her clit with my tongue, I twisted my face to and fro fast, giving the entire open gash a massage. Her red, tender inner lips and membranes seemed to meet onto my cheeks.
"Oh, yes – yessss! Eat me! Suck my cunt! Do it, do it! Ahhhhhhh…" Her fingers were digging holes in the back of my head. She was guiding me in my actions now, with nothing holding her back.
As I poked her and sucked, I shifted fingers, inserting my thumb up her cunt and positioning my middle finger on the warm button of her asshole. She was wet there too, from the pussy flow, so I had no trouble piercing that wrinkled, brown hole. I slid the finger up and began fucking her two holes with every stroke of my hand.
Her entire body left the bed for a second and she screamed so loud I was afraid the neighbors might hear. Then she started making these noises that came from deep in her somewhere: low, groaning animal sounds.
"Uhhhhhummmmmm…"
She had one of the biggest, wettest cunts I had ever seen. My palm was beginning to drip from the heat and moisture that was being churned up. I left her clit for a few seconds, just long enough to give her pussy a good swabbing. I licked from the top, going down the inner lips on both sides, then worked her over around where my fingers were and then dropped under them to the space between her holes. When I went back up to her clit and surrounded it with my lips again, I looked up at her.
She was still making those weird, groaning sounds. Now her eyes were open, but I couldn't see anything but the whites. Her eyeballs were rolled up in her head, looking like some sort of spaced-out sex zombie.
Then she started cumin. For the next five minutes she screamed and went stiff all over, relaxed, groaned, screamed more, clawed at my head, cried, shuddered, relaxed and did it all again.
By now my cock was so hard it felt like it was going to drill a hole in the mattress. I could have gone for a blowjob in a big way, but I knew that in her condition there was no way. So, before she was wiped out completely, I pulled my head from her cunt and climbed on top of her. She grabbed at my cock and rammed it into her.
"Fuck me – fuck my hole! Cum in me!"
Her long legs bucked as her heels dug into the bed and her strong thighs and big ass bounced me around. As I pumped, I brought my face down on hers. My face and lips were shining with her pussy juice. Our lips met and she began sucking me wildly, going for my tongue and dragging it into her mouth.
"Mmmm, baby," I grunted. "I'm gonna fuck you dry!"
She made some more noises, high-pitched little sounds, and threw troth arms around my neck. My cock slammed in and out and once again my balls were bouncing around on her ass. This was one broad who never let up. The more she got, the more she turned it on.
I made a few nips with my mouth at her hard nipples. They were huge and shining. Then I began kissing her everywhere, including under the arms, where I chewed at her soggy clumps of red hair.
After just a few minutes of this, my balls exploded and I sent another load of warm cum into her hole. I shuddered; my whole body felt like one big goose-pimple as my twitching groin banged against hers again and again. Then I pulled back and my wilted, slippery prick flopped out of her, trailing drops of thick cum across the sheet. I fell down next to her and breathed deeply.
We lay quiet for several minutes. When I felt recovered and the sweat was beginning to evaporate, I sat up. She remained on her back, looking up at me contentedly, a warm smile on her lips and a grateful look in her eye.
"Doris," I said, "we gotta do this again, and soon."
"It was good, wasn't it?" she said. "Pete, I never had it like this before."
"I guess I showed you a few things, huh?"
She blushed, knowing what I was talking about. "I always thought it was… dirty to do that. But nothing that feels that good can be bad."
"You know it," I said. Poor broad. Old Fred, the sanitary computer man, probably sprayed her with Lysol before he even stuck a finger in.
"Listen, Doris, when can I see you again?"
She sat up and sighed. "I – I don't know. If Fred ever found out… you can't keep coming here. The neighbors will see the truck outside. I don't know, Pete." She looked at me hopefully, though, wanting me to come up with an idea. I had her hooked for sure.
"You drive, Doris?"
She nodded her head. "The Ford in the driveway."
"Well, listen. I live over by the reservoir on Pine Way. It's deserted there and you could come out once in a while, maybe. Here, I'll give you my number."
I was climbing into my work pants. I reached for the shirt, got a pen and some paper, and wrote the number down. I walked over to the bed and handed it to her.
"Call me anytime," I said. "I'm there after work and also lunch hour on most days. Can I call you?"
"I don't know," she said. "I guess so, but only between eight and five. I don't want you to call when Fred's home." She got up and went to the closet, reached in, and came out with a robe.
"Sure, I understand," I said. "Boy, lookit the time, will ya! I better get my ass in gear." The clock on the night table said almost noon. Old Carl was gonna bust a gut.
Two minutes later, after a good, long kiss and a promise to meet again soon, I was in the truck heading back to town.