Chapter 1
"Please let me by, Adam," Cindy Thompson said.
Adam Walker had Cindy cornered in the hallway near the Walkers' bedroom. He was standing in the middle of the cramped hallway and couldn't get by without brushing up against him.
"Why don't you be friendly?" Adam asked.
"Because I'm a very married young woman," Cindy answered. "I love my husband and I don't think Brad would appreciate it if he knew his best friend was trying to grope his wife in the hallway."
"You're a tease, Cindy," Adam said. "You know you've been teasing everybody at the party. You enjoy teasing men. One of these days you're going to tease the wrong one and you're going to learn your lesson."
"You're drunk," Cindy said. "Now move out of my way before I call Gail."
At the mention of his wife's name, Adam reluctantly moved out of Cindy's way. Cindy almost smiled at the painful tension on his face. Cindy knew he was telling the truth. She was a tease. She enjoyed the way her long blonde hair, her bright blue eyes, and mostly her well-built body caused men to make passes at her.
Perhaps it was wrong, but it was her way. She'd done it since high school and she enjoyed herself. She knew that it made Brad nervous, but that only added to the fun.
Cindy had no worries about what Adam had said. She never teased a man who had the ability to do something about it. Most of the men at these parties were pretty tame. They were all married, and Cindy thought that she was probably doing their wives a favor. She was sure that most of them really fucked their wives hard after an evening of her teasing them.
Cindy had everything she'd ever wanted and she knew how to enjoy it. She had a husband who was good looking and well off, and making more money every day. She was popular among her peers. She was always active in church and charity work.
She was also better looking then most movie stars. Especially her large, round tits. No man had ever seen her completely naked except her husband, but she knew how to show her tits off. Tonight she wore a formal floor-length green gown that looked as if it was painted on. It was so low cut in front that Cindy had caught a couple of men and women looking at her nervously, as if they expected her creamy tit-mounds to pop out of the restraining gown at any moment.
Cindy could feel their eyes on her as she walked out of the hallway and back into the living room. She smiled at Gail Walker and at the thought of what was going to happen that evening at Gail's house. Her husband was really hot to trot. He was going to fuck Gail, but he was probably going to be thinking about Cindy.
Cindy walked across the room and took the drink from her husband's hand and sipped it.
"Are you having fun?" Brad asked.
"I'm having a great time," she answered.
"I think that gown may be a little revealing," he remarked. "I think some peo pie are nervous about it."
"Let them be nervous," Cindy smiled.
She could sense that her husband wanted to say something else, but Brad wasn't the type to say too much. He allowed Cindy to get away with just about anything she wanted. He knew she was a snob, but that didn't matter because he loved her so much.
"Who is that man?" Cindy asked suddenly.
Brad looked over at the man who had just walked through the front door. He was a tall, blond man with hard-looking features. Gail was taking his coat and he was looking around the room.
"That must be Gail's friend from her new job," Brad replied. "She told me she invited him. I think he used to be a prize-fighter or somebody like that. He looks like he did."
Cindy agreed that he looked like he had done something like that. His face was marked in a couple of places where someone had hit him. His eyes found Cindy and she shivered. She had never had a man look at her so deliberately before. It was as if he was undressing her slowly, enjoying every inch of her. She shivered again and looked away from him.
"I wish Gail wouldn't invite people like that," Cindy said. "He makes me nervous."
"I'm sure he must be a nice enough fellow," Brad replied. "If Gail invited him."
A few moments later Gail brought the stranger over to be introduced to Brad and Cindy. Cindy didn't speak. She tried to show the stranger that she didn't care for his company. She didn't like his roving eyes. She didn't like anything about him. Gail said his name was Paul Rand and he had been a fighter in the ring at one time. Now he was a manager of the shipping department where Gail worked.
Later, Cindy didn't have any excuses for her starting what she did. It had always been her way to tease men, and she didn't think this man was that dangerous. Perhaps it was a little like teasing a wild animal as long as he was in his cage. And Gail's party was just like a cage because he really couldn't do anything. Or so she thought.
"You really were a fighter, Mr. Rand?" Cindy asked. "Let me feel your muscles."
"Don't be silly, Cindy," Brad chided.
"I'm sure he must have very nice muscles," Cindy teased. "He looks like a very muscular man."
The conversation went on like that for a while until Cindy was bored with Paul. Then she moved off to mingle with the other party guests.
Now and then she would look up and see Paul Rand watching her. He made her feel apprehensive somehow.
Later that evening Cindy had to make a phone call. Cindy's thirty-year-old sister, Joan, was sitting home alone and Cindy wanted to make sure she was all right. Joan had been visiting for the week and Cindy felt a little guilty about leaving her home for the party. Joan was an old-maid type, although she was attractive, but she disliked parties and men. Sometimes Cindy wondered if Joan had a yearning for her own sex.
Cindy had just picked up the phone when she realized that she had been followed into the bedroom. She looked up to find Adam standing in the doorway, grinning at her.
"This is silly, Adam," she said.
"You know how I feel about you, Cindy," Adam said. "You know I like you a lot. Why don't you let me hug and kiss you a little? Just a little."
"You're crazy," she said. "Get out of here."
She knew she could handle Adam. She had handled him plenty of times before, even when he was drunk like tonight.
Adam took a step toward her when a hand caught him by the shoulder. Paul Rand stepped into the room. He put his hand around Adam's throat and lifted him off the floor. He shook him like a boy shaking a puppy, then set him back down again.
"Leave him alone!" Cindy gasped.
"I'm not going to hurt him," Paul said. "Not if he does what I tell him."
"What are you talking about?" Adam asked nervously. He was no longer so drunk and he looked scared.
"I want you to walk out and close the door behind you. Then you stand there and make sure nobody comes in. Especially her husband. You can have a piece of the action later on if you do as you're told."
"I think I understand," Adam gulped. He turned to Cindy and smiled, almost a leer. Then he walked out and closed the door. Paul locked it.
"What are you doing?" Cindy asked fearfully.
"I know all about you, baby," Paul said. "I know your type. Now it's time to pay up. Are you going to take off your gown or do you want me to take it off for you?"
"You're insane!"
"And you're a cockteasing bitch," Paul told her. "Now take the fucking thing off or it's going to be tough on you."
Cindy screamed and ran for the door. Paul grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. She went backwards and lost her balance. She landed on the bed. She came up fighting like a wildcat. But she was no match for Paul. He caught both her hands and forced her back down to the bed. He crushed her body beneath his. He kissed her and his lips felt hot and hard.
"You bastard!" she said, grimacing.
She tried to slap him, but he held her hands easily and kissed her again. His tongue pushed against her lips but she kept them closed. She kept telling herself that this couldn't be happening to her.
He kept kissing her mouth and she couldn't keep her lips cold any longer. She felt a slackness going through her body. She opened her mouth.
"That's the way, baby," Paul gasped. "You do know how to kiss!"
His tongue rammed deep into her throat and almost cut off her breath. She tried to turn her face away, but he put his big hands on either side of her head and held her still. He started cramming his tongue deeper and deeper into her throat until she was gasping for breath.
He released her long enough to pull the straps of her gown down to her waist. Her beautiful, creamy tits popped free. He whistled in admiration.
"Beautiful, baby," Paul said. "Very beautiful. You're a snobbish bitch, but you have a good reason. You're really built, baby.
You're built better than I would have ever believed. What a pair of tits!"
He bent his head to kiss her again. This time his chest was against her bare titties and his shirt scratched her. She tried to think about something else, but his kisses were so hot and heavy. Her nipples were already getting hard. He realized it and he lifted his head and leered at her.
"You're feeling it, baby," he whispered. "You might be a cold bitch you still like it, don't you?"
She wanted to scream. She wanted to slap his face. She wanted to tell him that he couldn't do this to her. But somehow she couldn't. There was a power in him that she couldn't understand. Somehow he seemed to control her actions. It wasn't just physical strength, although she was sure she hadn't ever met any man as strong as he was. There was something else. A sense of brutal power over people.
"Let's see the rest of you, baby," he said.
She couldn't stop him from pulling the gown the rest of the way off her. He dropped it casually to the floor, and then turned to look at her. She was wearing only her flimsy green panties.
"You beautiful bitch," he smiled. "I bet you've just been fucking your husband, and that's a waste. You should have been spreading it around, baby!"
He bent down and licked one of her hard pink nipples. A hot shiver went up her spine. This was one thing she loved the most of all. She loved to have her husband suck on her titties. It made her hot as hell.
He started sucking her creamy titty-flesh into his mouth. He bit down gently, and a hot shiver went through her. She found herself reaching for the back of his head and pulling his face tightly against her titty.
"Suck me," she moaned. "I want you to suck me hard. Please suck my titty."
He laughed at her as he realized she was starting to lose control. She was pulling hard at his head and he started sucking a little harder. His teeth nipped gently.
He started moving his wet lips from one tit to the other. His mouth seemed to be leaving wet fires all over her swollen titties. She shivered as his mouth opened wider. He tried to suck all of her titty into his mouth.
"This is wrong," she moaned. "You shouldn't be doing this. This isn't right!"
"You've been teasing me for too long, baby," Paul gasped. "You deserve this!"
She knew that she couldn't stop him. He rolled over on the bed and his hand slid down her body until he was touching the top of her panties. His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her panties and he stroked her gently.
His fingertips made her hotter. She arched her hot ass off the bed. His fingers slipped lower until he was playing with her blonde pussy hairs.
"Lower," she moaned. "Please do it lower. I want to feel your fingers a little lower."
"You want me to play with your pussy, baby?"
She realized he was simply trying to humiliate her. He was trying to teach her a lesson. She knew she deserved it.
"Oh yes, baby," she gasped. "I want my pussy played with."
His fingers slid down where she wanted them. His fingers started moving up and down the wet groove of her pussy. A flash of fire went through her. She hadn't thought that just his fingers could make her feel so hot. But it was happening. Her pussy was already dripping juice.
He pushed one finger into her tight cunt and started moving it around. She gasped. Another quick spasm of pleasure went through her. Her ass was moving around in a slow circle as she responded to his hot finger.
"Play with my cunt, baby!" she gasped. She was saying and doing things she'd never done before. She had never wanted anything so bad before. "I want you to play with my pussy!"
He pulled his fingers out of her wet cunt. She pressed her body against his. Her tits were crushed by his hard chest. She put her arms around him and shoved her cunt against his crotch.
"You're making me feel so good," she moaned.
He slipped his hands down her back and into her panties. His sweaty hands clutched at her ass. Her body jerked with pleasure as he pulled her asscheeks apart and his fingers nudged at her asshole.
"I love your sweet ass, baby," he said. "It's the first thing I noticed about you. A beautiful ass. You've got a really beautiful ass!"
Ripples of pleasure went through her pussy. Juices dripped on her thighs. She closed her legs together, but that didn't help the sudden itching sensations.
A finger crammed into her asshole all the way to his knuckle. He started working his finger in and out of her puckered asshole until she was squirming with hot sensations. He took his hands out of her panties and rolled off the bed.
"Take off your panties," he commanded.
Somehow she couldn't refuse him anything. She slipped her panties off her long legs. Paul undressed. He had the hard, muscular body of an athlete.
He peeled down to his shorts and he got back on the bed. He took her hand and pulled it down to touch the front of his shorts. Her fingertips traced the outline of his prick.
"You're so big," she whispered. "Oh shit, your cock feels so damn big. It's bigger than my husband's."
"Just keep playing with my cock like that and it's going to get a lot bigger."
Her fingertips kept stroking the length of his cock. She could feel his prick getting bigger. His shorts were getting sticky from his leaking cum. She just couldn't believe she was doing this. She was actually playing with his cock and feeling hot excitement growing inside her.
"My husband would kill me if he knew I was doing this," she whispered.
"Don't worry about your husband," Paul grinned. "Right now the only thing you've got to worry about is pleasing me. Now take my shorts off, baby."
She quickly bent over and peeled his shorts down his legs. She peeled them off his feet and then looked up at the size of his fat cock. She had never seen a cock as thick as his. It looked like a thick oak log. It was frightening.
"I don't know if I can take all that!" she gasped.
"You'll take it, baby," he said. "And you'll love it!"
She trembled as she stared at his fat cock. His brutal-looking prick seemed to be changing color even as she looked at it. It seemed to be getting a darker purple and the fat cockhead was throbbing.
She moved back up his body. She pressed her body against his, feeling every hard inch of his prick against her. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his stiff prick. Her fingers circled his cock tightly and she felt him tense with pleasure.
"Nice hands, baby," he said. "Nice long fingers and nice touch!"
She moved her hand up and down. Some of his cum leaked out of the head of his cock and wet her fingers. She moved her fingers a little faster. Her hand was getting sticky from his hot cum. She tightened her grip.
"Get on top of me, baby," he said. "I want to fuck that hot pussy of yours!"
She shivered, then she moved over onto his body. She stretched out on top of him with her titties flattened against his hard chest. His hard cockhead was against her belly.
"Sit up, baby," he said. "Sit up and put my cock inside you!"
She sat up slowly. She straddled his crotch and reached down for his throbbing cock. She lifted up slightly so that her pussy was poised just above his stiff prickhead. She let herself down slowly until she felt his stiff cockhead rubbing against the lips of her cunt.
She lowered her pussy onto his stiff prick. She felt her pussy lips splitting to admit his bloated prickhead. She gasped as she felt how wide his cockhead was splitting her cunt. She settled down a little more.
"Sit down on it, baby," he said. "Sit down on my stiff prick and let me feel it deep inside you!"
She kept lowering herself onto his prick until his prick was all the way inside her. She groaned as he pulled her body down on his.
"You're in so fucking deep!" she groaned. "You're in my fucking cunt so deep! I love your fat cock!"
"Ride it, baby," he gasped. "Ride it for a few minutes and then I'm going to give you a fucking you won't believe!"
She didn't know how he could do anymore for her. His prick was as deep inside her as any cock she'd ever felt. Her pussy felt stuffed with his swollen prick. She started to bounce a little.
"You've got a tight fucking cunt, baby," he said. "I knew you would. You just tease men. You don't use that pussy. But you're fucking using it now!"
He pushed her up again. His stiff prick was sliding even deeper into her pussy. He reached up and started playing with her titties. His fingers circled her nipples and tugged on them until little sparks of fire went through her. She started fucking faster.
Paul's ass was coming off the bed as he rammed his prick up into her. She didn't think she'd ever felt a cock getting so deep before. Then he put his hands on her shoulders and he was rolling her over.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, baby," he said. "Now I'm going to fuck you silly!"
She ended up on her back with her creamy thighs spread apart. His weight crushed her as he started pounding his hard prick into her cunt. She had been fucked in this position by her husband, but it had never been as powerful like this. Paul was trying to ram his stiff prick all the way up into her belly.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. "You're really fucking me hard. You're fucking me so hard, baby!"
He reached beneath her and gripped her shapely ass. He squeezed her ass tightly. Ripples of pleasure went through her cunt. His cockhead was rubbing against her excited clitty. Another ripple of pleasure went through her.
"Fuck me harder!" she moaned. "Fuck me a lot harder! I've never felt it so good before!"
He was ramming her hot ass into the bed. Her juices were dripping out over her thighs and wetting his cock. His cock made wet sounds as he thrust into her. She felt weak and helpless as he fucked her. It was as if he had taken complete control of her body.
"You've got a tight pussy, honey," Paul gasped. "You've got a really tight fucking pussy and you know how to move your ass!"
He drove one finger back into her asshole again. She couldn't stand it any longer. Ripples of pleasure kept rocking her body. She felt a hot fiery sensation in her belly. She raised her ass higher and tightened her cunt walls around his swollen cock.
"Fuck me good!" she cried. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, fuck me good. Fuck me so good! Oh shit, I'm coming. I'm going to fucking come. OH SHIT, BABY!"
He was making her come as she'd never come before. Her body seemed to be rocked by violent convulsions. She couldn't stop shaking her ass. She shuddered as the last wild spasm went through her. She tightened her pussy walls again as the flood of juices kept soaking his thrusting cock.
"I've never come like that before," she whispered.
He fucked her harder and it felt like his swollen cock was tearing a hole through her body. His thick cum was leaking inside her. She tightened her cunt walls, and her pussy seemed to be squeezing out more of his cum.
"You hot little bitch," he groaned. "You fucking hot little bitch. I'm going to fucking give it to you this time. I'm going to fill up your pussy with cum!"
"Oh yes," she whispered. "I want to feel your cum! I want to feel your jism inside me! Come in me, baby. Come in my pussy!"
He gripped her asscheeks tighter, fucking deeper into her pussy. His cum dripped inside her wet pussy. She kept shaking her ass for him. She suddenly wanted to please this man as she'd never pleased anyone in her life.
"You fucking bitch," he groaned. "You sweet fucking bitch. I'm going to shoot my wad. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad! Get ready for it, bitch. GET FUCKING READY!"
He rammed into her deep and her body shook as the first of his thick cum spurted into her cunt. He pulled his thick cock out of her and rammed into her pussy again. More of his thick cum filled her pussy, and some of it ran out, wetting her thighs. She kept moving her ass until she felt him shoot one last spurt into her. She felt his body relax.
"That's the way a sweet fucking bitch should behave." He sounded pleased with her.