Chapter 4
"You horny fucker," Karen said, "you're worse than my first husband! If I sat down on the goddamn pot, he was on me and had his tongue up my cunt before I'd even finished pissing! Is that what you have in mind?" she went on, looking up from the toilet seat at a grinning Jerry Wexler.
The young man stood in the bathroom doorway, leaning against the frame, with his pricks sticking up and out. It was at full attention. Karen's throat clogged with drool at the sight of that cock. She could still taste it in her mouth.
"I thought you might wanna use your tongue on this," Jerry countered, strolling toward her. The bobbing of his cock preceded him, and when he was close enough, Karen reached out and grabbed him. She pulled Jerry to her. As the last dribbles of piss splattered into the toilet bowl, she was taking Jerry's cock into her mouth, sucking it hard and hungrily.
He put his hands on his hips and fucked his big hard prick into Karen's mouth, panting as the strokes grew more energetic.
She took him deeply, gulping him into the upper end of her throat. God, she couldn't get enough of the taste of his prick! Her saliva rolled down the shaft, leaking out her mouth and into his cockhairs. Her lips wriggled down the length of the rod, lapping up the saliva she had just drooled.
Karen pulled her head upward and nursed thirstily at the swollen tip of Jerry's cock. It had filled her pussy with cum, not fifteen minutes ago but it was as hard as any cock in human history, and the proof of that hardness filled her greedy mouth.
"Are you sorry Leanne stood you up?" she gasped, coming up for a necessary breath of air. Not even a woman as horny as Karen Murphy could live totally on cock. She had to breathe, at least a little.
"I think I lucked out," the boy said frankly, "Leanne's a real bitch on a hard prick. But I guess you got an idea of that last night, hmmm, Karen? If she had half the talent you do, she'd be the state champion of fucking."
Karen took that to mean Jerry liked what she was doing to him. She was glad. She loved it. And she didn't feel one goddamn bit guilty about fucking up his planned date with her daughter.
She wiped her cunt with a damp towelette, still wolfing down Jerry's prick, and she slid off the toilet, onto her knees on the floor. She was already holding the kid by the ass. Her hands worked up and down his back and hips, and she cupped his nuts from behind while she continued to eat his prick.
The big knobby cap thrust into her throat repeatedly, and she gulped and moaned each time, as if it were the first time. Her knees ached as she knelt there sucking on Jerry, but her mouth felt sooooo fucking good it didn't matter!
"Sit on the pot again," she heard him say. "I wanna fuck those big ripe tits of yours, Karen!"
Eagerly she moved upward, squeezing her tits together as he put his cock between them. "Patrick loved to do this to me," she said in a moist excited voice, demonstrating her readiness by the way she moved her face forward, her lips sipping lewdly at the tip of Jerry's prick as he rammed back and forth, fucking toward her flushed, sweat-dripping face.
"Yeah," she went on, panting, "he liked to fuck my titties, too—and he especially liked it when I nibbled on the end of his cock while he was doing it. Do you like that too, Jerry? Does it make your cock harder and hornier?"
His answer was to thrust his cock right into her open mouth, punctuating her words with a fierce prick-stab. She gagged on him but she kept on sucking.
His cock came out of her mouth and he resumed fucking her tits. The fleshy mounds squeezed tighter and tighter around him. Karen pushed her tits inward, trapping his prick, and she kept her tongue busy too, licking all of his cock she could reach. It was dynamite!
A splatter of cum burst from his prick, squirting across her tongue. She clamped down, sucking, ready just in case he was about to spill his load. Her hands jiggled his sac of balls, and the stones knocked together inside. Karen could almost hear the cracking sound as they hit one another. She giggled on his prick and she kept sucking.
"You like to be on top," Jerry said huskily. "Why don't you do that again right now?"
Karen released him and stood up. He sat down on the commode, and she mounted his lap, reaching under herself to guide his cock into her cunt. The hard lance bit deep and true, and she squirmed down while an almost baritone growl burst from her fluttering lips. His hands filled with her tits, and she rocked up and down, feeling him fuck passionately into her pussy more times than she could count.
He moved his hands down her bouncing body, into the wet-haired mat of her pussy. He pushed his cock again, filling her with the male power, and as his fingers worried her hardened, lustful clit, he whispered into her ear, "You ever try it up the asshole, Karen?"
"More times than you've had that thing up a tight teenaged pussy," she taunted. "Think you can bring me to my knees by cornholing me? Mmm, baby, I'd like to see you try that!"
She knelt before him on the bathroom floor once again, lubing his cock with Vaseline and saliva. Jerry's cock was a big thick one, and it needed a little help getting into the hole he had in mind.
When his rigid prick was coated with grease, she stood up and did a flouncy turn, presenting him with her ass. "Now you do the honors to me, honey," she invited. "And you might lick it first, if you're man enough. My asshole gets all hot and horny when anybody licks it."
She bent over and touched her toes, moving her big ripe ass back and forth in front of his face. He leaned in to brush her crack with his tongue. She liked the feel of him tonguing her pussy, but she was itching to feel him in her asshole, too.
Jerry spread her cheeks and his tongue nuzzled the hot tight hole. She moaned as he licked his way into her asshole, and she shoved her ass straight into his face. He kept on licking and tickling, but it wasn't just his tongue in action now. He had a finger inside her, a finger that was greased with the Vaseline, and he coated the interior of Karen's anal tract with the lubing jelly.
"Fuck me with your finger," she urged.
He moved his finger in and out, shoving the jelly deep into Karen's asshole. She squirmed and wiggled and her hot ass twitched from side to side. The muscles were working on him, sucking his finger in and out of her. She was doing all the work, but she was far too excited to wait. She wanted him up her ass, and she wanted him there right now!
He took his finger out and she squatted down over his lap, feeling the ticklish rub of his big swollen cockhead along the expectant crease of her pussycrack. He pulled it upward, and nosed the greasy knob into the splay of her asshole. She was holding her cheeks as far apart as they'd go, tempting him with the revelation of her tiny tight backdoor, inviting him to fuck her there with all he had.
"Oh, it's so fucking big," she said as she felt the knob sink into the jelly-greased hole. "But don't stop—even if I scream—"
She grunted and strained against him, and then, oh, Christ, he was in her, and she was slamming herself down to suck all of his cock up her shitter!
"Aaaaaahhhhh!" she screamed, but he obeyed her command and he didn't let up for a moment. He took hold of the insides of her thighs, next to the dark auburn fluff of her cunthairs, and he flexed his hands on her legs, squeezing, massaging, playing with her flesh while he reamed the shit out of her backdoor.
One of his hands covered her pussy bun, and she reached down to caress his hand, urge his fingers into her cunt. She took his other hand and moved it up to her tits, fitting it down over one of the jiggling, sweat-soaked mounds. Her nipple seemed to erect into his fingers' grip, and he squeezed and milked at her teat.
"Fingerfuck my pussy, too," she reminded him, and his fingers entered her, bunched up into a knuckly spear of pleasure that rammed in and out of her pussy in almost perfect counterpoint to the short, desperate strokes of his cock up her asshole.
She clenched down, straddling his legs as she fucked her ass toward his cock. It felt really great but weird, too, to be sitting on the John attempting to pull something into her body rather than crap it out. Karen strained and stretched and fucked, while Jerry's hands continued to fondle her tits and fingerfuck her pussy.
"Do you believe in spirit possession?" the older woman gasped hoarsely, "I think the ghost of my first husband must have taken control of you. He liked to do this to me, too. And that cock of his was so big I thought I might die ... "
"This is as big as you need," Jerry grunted, shoving cock hard up her stretched and straining asshole. "And will you knock it the fuck off about your first husband? I'm not fucking you with his cock, I'm doing it with mine."
Karen winced. She supposed she had been talking a bit too much about Patrick, but sometimes she did that when she was really hot and the memory of how he used to fuck her came drifting back amid the other hot notions and fantasies in her mind. "You cream m^ asshole and make me knock it off," she challenged.
Jerry wasn't a bit reluctant about taking her up on it. His fingers filled her pussy, and he was scooping honey out of her cunt-hole, rubbing the sticky juices back onto the swollen tip of her clit, keeping Karen red-hot and horny all the while Ms big hard cock reamed her ass. Sure, he wasn't quite as big as Patrick, but he was big enough for two women and he sure knew how to shove that cock up a willing shithole!
Her asshole throbbed around his cock. She tilted lurchingly from side to side, making his prick bend and stretch inside her. He was deep in her bowels, fucking like a maniac, and his fingers in her pussy were about to yank Karen inside out. And besides that, she had just stolen her own daughter's boyfriend! She was a total slut!
"Fuck me, baby," she wailed. "Ooohh, I bet Leanne never let you stick it up her asshole did she?"
"She doesn't know what she's missing," Jerry groaned back. "You're strangling my cock in that tight shithole, mama—but, oh, Jesus, it's gonna fucking die happy ... "
She was dying already. The fingers and the cock, working in tandem, had driven her cunt and asshole to the melting point. Karen stiffened atop the already-stiff boy, and she throbbed for what seemed an eternity, and then her body simply imploded.
"Oh, make me come!" she screamed.
He fucked and fingered into her orgasm, keeping her at a fever pitch. She twisted, bucked, jerked, wriggled atop him. Her body began to melt down, unable to respond again. Inside her asshole, his cock was still as hard as ever.
"Finish me," he told her as she began to catch her breath. "C'mon, Karen, finish me in your mouth ... "
"It's filthy," she protested. "You've had that thing up my ass, for God's sake ... I couldn't take it in my mouth now ... Patrick always wanted me to ... "
Even as she spoke, she was rising from the stiff pole of his cock, standing up on shaky legs, turning slowly around, dropping to her knees before his perch on the John. She took his cock in both hands, worshipped it with her lingers and eyes. Leaning forward, she pressed the bulbous purple cock-knob with her trembling lips.
One taste of him was all she needed. She opened her mouth and fed his cock inside, gulping as he entered her. If he tasted of shit, it was, at least, her shit.
Her head bobbed as she sucked on the pulsating prick. She bit into the stiffened rod, slurping it simultaneously with her tongue. He seemed to get bigger—enormously, unbelievably bigger—inside her mouth. She gulped again and took his big cock-knob into her throat. Her sucking became desperate, gluttonous.
"Now, bitch, I'm gonna do it nowwww!" Jerry blurted. He put his hands on her head and forced it down, ail the way over his cock. Her lips touched his groin, his balls. The head of his cock was halfway down her throat. She tightened her jaws and sucked hard, and his knob jerked inside her throat, then started to squirt hot sticky cum.
Karen lifted her head slightly and drank his offering. She had never been so thirsty to eat a man's cum in her life. She sucked till he had nothing more to give her, and still she sucked, urging his cock to give her just a little more. The drained, exhausted prick began to go soft in her mouth but still she held on, until she clutched only a limp wasted noodle of gristly flesh.
"Not bad," she told him, raising her face and licking her lips. "You know I'm kinda glad Leanne stood you up. It gave us a chance to get so much better acquainted."
She left him sprawled on the John and she went into the shower. She soaped her body lovingly, dwelling on her crotch, tickling herself into a fresh round off arousal. Maybe he'd be ready for some more when she was done bathing. By God, he'd better be ready for more! She needed more!
Karen turned off the water and reached for a towel. Jerry was standing outside the shower stall, and he passed the towel to her. As she took it, he came into the shower with her.
"I think you missed a couple of spots," he said.
"Huh?" Karen asked.
Jerry took hold of his cock and aimed it upward. A stream of piss shot from the tip, splashing Karen's tits. She shrieked, slapping out at him.
"You dirty filthy son of a bitch!" she said, but the sensation of his warm piss spraying her body wasn't all that bad. She leaned back and let him finish, then rubbed the salty fluid into her body with both hands.
"That was perverted," she said in a soft voice. "Not even Patrick ever did that to me before. But now it's your turn, baby boy!"
He looked up in surprise as she threw herself onto him. Karen wrestled him to the floor, and she straddled his prone body. She pushed her cunt down onto his chest and she strained until her own piss began to leak from the crack of her pussy.
"They call this a golden shower," she told him, though she suspected he already knew it. Still pissing, she slid down his body, aiming the last of her flow at the cock that had just sprayed her. As her urine drenched his prick, she could feel the organ throbbing beneath her cunt. She pushed down, and the contact sent fresh sparks of excited life into Jerry's prick. It began to harden beneath her pussy.
"I think you like it too," Karen giggled. She raised her cunt slightly from his body and she reached underneath, catching hold of his prick and guiding it into her piss-wet hole. He thrust upward with a horny excited lunge, filling her cunt, and she clenched those trained, eager muscles around his cock and they began to fuck once again.