Chapter 1
Jay was sitting alone at the end of the bar in the dimly lighted lounge. He didn't know how long he'd been there, or even what town he was in. For the past week he'd just been driving and drinking, thinking of nothing but the note he'd found on his pillow when he got home from work that fateful evening.
It was from his wife, Connie, informing him that she was leaving with a man she loved very much, and she was going to file for a divorce when they got to Nevada.
Not having the remotest idea that his wife had been seeing another man, Jay had been completely stunned by the note. In a complete daze, he quit his job, drew his small savings out of the bank, locked up the house and left.
Since then, his days and nights had been a kaleidoscope of nameless towns, nameless bars and the swimming face of nameless people. His love for Connie had been intense, and he was completely lost without her. Staring at his drink in the dimly lighted bar, he could see Connie smiling back at him from the glass, her long blonde hair falling down around her deliciously naked shoulders that he would never caress again.
Lost in his reverie, the despondent man didn't notice the young woman who sat down on the stool next to his. She was in her late twenties with bleached blonde hair and a heavy coat of makeup on a worn face that had obviously once been quite beautiful. Her tight skirt was too short, and her big hard nipples were quite visible through the material of her thin blouse.
"Excuse me," she smiled, taking a cigarette out of her case. "But do you have a light?"
Paying little attention to the young woman, he flicked his lighter and held it at the tip of her cigarette until it was lit.
"Thank you," she whispered, blowing a column of blue smoke from deep in her lungs.
"Connie!" Jay gasped, suddenly seeing her long blonde hair shimmering through the thick cloud of blue smoke.
"What?" she gasped.
"Where have you been, Connie?" he panted, Connie's big blue eyes and blonde hair swimming around crazily in his alcohol numbed eyes.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "But I'm not Connie."
"You have to be," he slurred. "I've been waiting for you."
"I'm sorry," she sighed, resting her hand on his thigh. "I wish I could be her."
"Then who are you?" he asked.
"Who do you want me to be?"
"Connie," he answered in a toneless voice. "I need Connie so much."
"Then I'll be your Connie," whispered the blonde, slowly moving her hand farther up his thigh. "I'll be anything you want me to be."
"But you look just like her," he half-sobbed, unable to see the heavy make-up on her hard face in the dim light.
"You love her very much, don't you?" she whispered, lightly running her fingers across his limp cock through the material of his pants.
"Yes," he answered.
"Why don't you let me be your Connie for the night?" smiled the woman, giving his prick a loving squeeze.
"Me you sure you're not really Connie?" he asked again. "She used to rub my prick just like you're doing."
"Do you like having your cock rubbed?" she continued, feeling his limp pecker starting to swell in his pants.
"I loved the way Connie used to do it," he sighed. "I miss her so much."
"Why don't you pretend I'm Connie?" she softly whispered, slowly lowering his zipper.
Even in his half-drunk state, a delicious tingle raced through his loins when the woman tenderly wrapped her smooth cool fingers around his naked tool.
"Did Connie like to play with your prick?" she asked as she began expertly sliding his foreskin up and down over his rapidly swelling cockhead.
"I thought she did," he answered, squirming around excitedly on the bar stool as her experienced fingers were deliciously teasing his cock to an erection.
"Did you like playing with her hot cunt?" she asked, taking one of his hands and guiding it up under her short skirt.
"God, yes," he panted, his dick now throbbing wildly in her hand.
"Was her hot twat as juicy as mine?" she softly whispered, easing his finger in between her hot slick cuntlips.
Jay almost shot off in her hand when he felt his finger sinking into the slippery hotness of her steamy slit.
"Oh, baby," she panted into his ear as the man twisted his finger around deep in her sizzling fuckhole. "I wish that was your big cock in my cunt."
"So do I," gulped Jay as the woman continued expertly stroking his lurching dong.
"Then let's go to a hotel," she whispered. "I'm just dying for a nice hot fuck."
"Me, too," he slurred staring at the big hard nipples through the thin material of her blouse.
"Then let's go," she giggled, stuffing his boner back into his pants and pulling the zipper up.
When they got out onto the street, Jay was almost blinded by the brightness of the flashing neon signs.
"Where we goin'?" he asked, his head reeling from alcohol.
"There's a hotel just across the street," said the blonde, pointing to the crumbly old building.
"I've already got a motel room," he mumbled. "And my car's parked just down the street there."
"Okay," she smiled, trying to steady the staggering man. "But will you let me drive?"
"Sure," he grinned, staggering down the street with her.
"What motel are you in?" asked the blonde when he slumped into the front seat with her.
"Here," he said, handing her, a key with the motel tag on it.
"That's just a short trip," she smiled, driving the car away from the curb.
When they arrived at the motel, the woman unlocked his room and helped him inside.
"Honey," she whispered when Jay threw himself out on the bed. "Do you think you can spare twenty bucks?"
"Hell, yes," he slurred, pulling two twenty dollar bills out of his wallet. "How about forty?"
"You're a real gentleman," she beamed, stuffing the bills in her bag. "I'm gonna give you a party you'll never forget."
Walking over to the bed, she first pulled off his shoes and socks, and then his pants.
"Well, honey," she giggled when she finally had him undressed. "Are you ready for a nice hot fuck?"
"Shit, yes," he grinned, trying to focus his eyes on her as she began removing her clothes. "Are you sure you're not Connie?"
"I'm sure," she whispered, moving onto the bed with him.
The blonde had been destined to be a whore from the first time she touched a cock. There was something about a hard prick that always turned her on, and she never tired of sucking and fucking them. Although she'd been peddling her ass for ten years, she was always thrilled with the next cock, and Jay's big dick was no exception.
To her, cock-sucking was an art, and she could feel her heart pounding excitedly as she lowered her face down toward his big lusty boner. Her eyes were hungrily staring at his swollen knob, watching the little droplet of clear oily seminal fluid oozing from the tip of it. Hearing him moan with expectation, she extended her hot moist tongue and let it deliciously circle his big sensitive knob, tasting the randy flavor of the sticky fluid that was bubbling out.
Her nostrils seemed to flare with lust as she inhaled the pungent scent of his big horny cock. Thrilled with the musky taste and odor of his thick tool, she began wetly licking the underside of his shaft while her fingers lovingly massaged her saliva into his sensitive skin. Working lower and lower along the silky flesh of his thick hard rod, her lips were getting ever closer to his heavy balls.
After thoroughly washing the crinkly skin of his nut-sac with her tongue, she raised her head. Deliciously squeezing his big blue-veined sausage in her hand, she could see his bulbous purple cockhead swelling even bigger. Her heart pounding with excitement, she opened her mouth wide and passionately engulfed his bloated knob, letting it slither over her licking tongue until it was nudging deliciously against the back of her throat.
She could feel the oily drops of his seminal fluid coating her tongue, and the arousing flavor of it was making the blonde hotter and wetter between her legs.
Staring down at the way the woman's brightly painted lips were ovaled around his cock, Jay was writhing in ecstasy. His wet, slippery prick was coated with her red lipstick as her lips sucked and pulled on his tingling meat. The obscene lust written all over her face was the most erotic thing Jay had ever witnessed. It was almost unbelievable how much cock she was taking into her mouth while her talented fingers deliciously teased his humming balls.
Half out of his mind from the intense ecstasy he was feeling, he began unconsciously writhing his hips back and forth, sliding his hefty cock in and out of her mouth. As the intense pleasure built and built in Jay's loins, he was ramming his pulsing prick deeper into her throat.
The woman's entire body was aflame with lascivious thrills as she sucked harder and harder on his magnificent boner. The hot pulsation's of his throbbing prick in her mouth was driving her wild. By now the man was brutally pounding his cock into her slavering mouth and she was thrilled by the cruel debasement of it. She'd never felt so pervertedly enraptured in her life as she did now as the man obscenely used her mouth for his wanton lust.
Each time he drilled his hard meat into her throat, her lips tightened more possessively around it while her fingers continued deliciously teasing his balls. Team of unashamed joy were running down her painted cheeks as she became more and more aroused. Mewling little obscenities around his cock, her tongue was excitedly tracing along the pulsing veins of his bloated shaft.
All the time she was sucking, the blonde whore was getting hotter and wetter between her legs. As much as she was enjoying the taste of his prick, the woman suddenly wanted him to empty his hot load into her cunt.
"Oh, baby," she panted, pulling her lips from his spit-drenched pole. "How would you like a nice hot fuck?"
"I'd love it," he panted.
Without saying another word, the woman crawled up into his arms. Breathlessly they clung to each other as she rubbed her hot wet pussy against his groin.
"Hurry," she whispered, rolling onto her back and spreading her naked thighs for him. "Stick that big beauty right inhere."
Still having the woman half-confused with his wife, Jay crawled up between her obscenely spread legs, his eyes on the lips of her juice-slickened pussy.
Anxious to have his throbbing boner buried in her seething belly, the blonde grasped the thick base of his shaft and guided his bloated cockhead toward her juicy slit.
"Oh, Connie," he moaned as his sensitive knob brushed against her pubic curls.
"Come on, baby," she encouraged him, ignoring the fact that he called her Connie. "Give it to me, honey. Fuck me good."
Softly urging him into her horny hole, she was lovingly massaging his thick hunk of meat with her fingers as the tip of it lay hotly between her cuntlips.
"Push," she whispered.
Feeling the heat, of her steamy cunt against his cock, he lunged forward, the head of his dick sliding through her slippery opening.
"Oooooooooh!" she gasped.
With his thick shaft halfway embedded in her aunt, he gave another lunge and drove all the way home.
"Yeah, baby," she panted. "Now do it to me good."
"Shit, Connie," Jay gasped. "Your cunt's never felt this good before."
"Ummmmm," mewled the woman. "That's because your beautiful prick is so far in this time."
Her soft slippery cunt walls sucked and squeezed against the thick length of his cock as he twisted it around deep in her writhing belly. With his big sperm-bloated balls tingling with desire, he began rhythmically drilling his screaming cock in and out of her hot, grasping fuck-passage.
His big prick slammed into her, tearing at the very depths of her pussy with his pounding cockhead. Fucking into her with all his pent up passions, he was jolting her all over the bed as she whimpered and moaned beneath him. This is what the lonely man had needed, and the blonde was responding to every thrust and pull of his heavy boner. As his thick cock pounded in and out, her hot juices were boiling out around his slippery shaft. The harder he punched his meat into her, the more she passionately responded to his flaming desires.
"Ahhhhhhhh, do it to me, baby!" she whimpered, writhing her hot slit up tighter around his plunging tool.
Jay was panting wildly as his big mushroom shaped knob pounded against the very end of her cunt.
"Take it, baby!" he excitedly gasped, feeling the pleasure all the way down to his balls. "Take my cock!"
"Oh, yes!" she squealed. "Just pour it to me! Oh, God, I love the way you're fucking me!"
Her wanton squeals of lust aroused him even more as his hips slapped against her soft flesh, his massive cock digging harder and deeper into her writhing twat. On and on they fucked, Jay driving into her like a crazed stallion.
"Oh, baby!" he suddenly panted, speeding the tempo of his thrusts. "Hang on, honey! I'm gonna shoot my wad!"
"Do it, honey!" she cried out. "Let it come!"
Suddenly a torrent of hot bubbling jism shot into her, splattering hotly against her grasping cunt walls.
"OH, SHIT!" she suddenly shrieked, wrapping her arms and legs more tightly around his lurching body. "AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGG... I'M COMING TOO!"
Their naked bodies twisted and writhed together as his massive cockhead continued exploding gush after gush of hot cum into her spasming cunt. Still wildly humping into her, he was drilling his spewing tool even deeper into her as her slit rippled deliciously around the thickness of his belching boner.
Writhing through her intense orgasm, the woman was frantically drumming her legs on his back, clinging tightly to him as he continued shooting his hot cum into her. His spurting cock was lurching and jolting in her creaming hole, their naked bodies shuddering together as they frenziedly came and came and came.
When Jay had finally emptied the last of his hot slippery cum into her cunt, he rolled off her body and fell into a sound sleep.
Getting out of bed, the blonde slowly dressed, enjoying the delicious afterglow of her wonderful fuck. Taking Jay's wallet out of his pants pocket, she calmly removed all of his money and credit cards before leaving the room. She'd enjoyed the man's cock immensely, but a girl had to take care of herself.