Chapter 9
Kim was tired of being Mrs. Goody-two-shoes. She had been a nice, clean-cut girl all her life, and her parents hadn't appreciated the fact because they had caught her once, with Barney Werner. She had been forced to marry him, though she had to admit she had been willing enough at the time, believing Barney loved her. Now Barney had proved he was a sicko. But her own family wouldn't even listen to her, so she had to find some way of getting away on her own, and if it meant using her body to get some clothing and money, that was precisely what she would do.
The sound of the doorbell broke into her thoughts. She had just stepped out of the shower after having washed both Charlie and her husband from within her, and having dried herself off with the little towels Barney had left her, Kim walked nakedly into the living room and stared through the big picture window at the handsome man standing at her front door. From the look of him, he was some kind of door-to-door salesman. He was six feet tall, dark-skinned, handsome, with blazing brown eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a rugged chin. He was wearing a blue suit, and though not the most expensive suit in the world, was far from something one might pick up at Bonds.
Going to the door, Kim opened it, keeping her body behind it, letting only her head peep out. "Yes?" she asked.
"Good afternoon," he said. "My name is John Gordon. I work for Energy Savers Incorporated. We have a whole line of energy-saving ideas that cannot only keep fuel costs down, but can keep you cooler in summer and warmer in winter."
"Are you married?" Kim asked him.
"I beg your pardon?" he asked.
"I want to know if you're married."
"No ma'am," he smiled. "Just haven't found the right girl yet."
"When you do find the right girl, how will you treat her?"
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I don't follow you.. . . "
"Come in," Kim said to him.
He entered the house and preceded her into the living room as she shut the door. In the living room, he turned to face her, and he stared at her nakedness, his mouth hanging wide open.
"I was just married Sunday," she told him. "My husband doesn't trust me, so he keeps me in this house, totally naked, thereby preventing me from going out."
There was a fragrance of lemons coming from her freshly showered body that had John Gordon reeling even more. His nostrils filled themselves with the scent of her as his eyes filled themselves with the sight of her loveliness. God! She was stunningly beautiful!
"Uhhh.. . I think your husband must be nuts," John told her. "But I'm not one to come between a husband and wife."
"John, at the first opportunity, I intend leaving my husband," Kim explained. "All I need are some clothes. I know it's late in the afternoon, and you wouldn't be able to find me some decent clothes and bring them back today, but I'll make it worth your while, right now, if you promise to bring me clothes tomorrow."
"Look, you're a beautiful woman, Mrs. . . . "
"My name is Kim," she told him. "Just call me Kim."
"Well Kim, you're a beautiful woman, but I'm not the kind of guy to take advantage of a woman. If you want me to help you, well sure I'll help you. But I don't expect you to have to.. . . "
She overruled what he was going to say by pressing her beautiful face against his and planting her full, warm, ripe lips solidly against his masculine mouth.For a moment the salesman was immobilized with shock. In that moment Kim realized the man was extremely attractive and he was the kind of man she had often dreamed about meeting prior to her going out with Barney. That was when she realized John Gordon was hungrily responding to her kiss, eagerly grinding his mouth against hers. His arms tightened around her in an all-powerful embrace, pressing his body to hers.
A thrilling surge of delightful pleasure charged through the man as he became aware of the delightfully soft pliancy of this beautiful woman's shuddering body. God! She was beautiful! He had seen many lovely women in his time, and he had screwed quite a few of them, but he had to admit, from the few glimpses he'd had of this one, she was perfection in every way. No wonder a husband might want to keep her locked up. Still, only a fool would mistreat a woman like this. One thing John Gordon wasn't was a fool.
He shuddered as her tongue slipped between his lips, darting into his mouth. It moved between his teeth as well, and then began twining itself around his own oral organ. Its movement whipped up a froth of saliva in both their mouths as her tongue continued swirling through his mouth. His head felt light and dizzy, and his lips felt as if they were mucilaged to those of the lovely young woman.
Her full, naked breasts pressed very solidly against him, and the man was well aware of the gigantically solid nipples creasing the fabric of his suit jacket. He began to instinctively move his hand around the bowl of palpitating feminine flesh, his palm caressing the weighty mound while his fingers pulled at the tantalizing pink nipple.
"Oooohhhmmmmm!" the lovely woman moaned softly, her voice warm and exciting to him.
The sound of her voice brought the salesman to his senses. Sure he wanted to go on stroking her this way, kissing, caressing, loving, but he felt that all this was wrong. She wasn't doing this out of any emotion for him. She was trying to buy him with her body. He had no wish to accept such a proposition.
"Now wait a minute . . . just wait a minute," he insisted, pushing the small, lovely female away from him. "Look, if I felt for one minute you were doing this because you liked me, it might be different. But let's be honest. You want me to get you some clothes, and this is why you're doing this.. . . "
"You don't need my body to bring me some clothes," Kim said to him, softly. "You're the kind of man who doesn't appreciate seeing a woman mistreated, no matter by whom. Even if I promised you nothing, I'll bet you'd go out and find me some clothing by tomorrow."
"Yes, sure.. . . "
"Well then, believe that what I'm doing now, I'm not doing to buy you. I'm doing it because I think you're someone special. When I was single, I always thought it was morally right to save myself for only one man-my husband. Well the man who married me not only seduced and raped me before we were married, but married me only because he got caught at it. Then he began handing me around to his friends. Well from now on I sleep with whomever I want to sleep with, whether it's just one man or a whole battalion."
John stopped her by pressing his mouth to hers and giving her yet another passionate kiss. His heart-as well as his hard cock-had gone over to this lovely waif of a woman who was more of a girl than an adult. Yes, he would help her out. He would have done it for nothing, but here she was, offering herself to him, not as a whore, but as a woman who wanted a man. Hell! There was nothing whorish about Kim. She was just a poor, abused female who had been handed a rotten break. Shit! Why should he walk away and let her life continue to be miserable? Besides, his body ached for her, and he wanted to screw the lovely ass off her.
He jumped as he felt her fingers suddenly come into contact with the throbbing bulge of his swollen cock.
"God!" he gasped out loud, the gasp smothered by another of the lovely woman's hungry kisses.
He was hardly able to withstand it as his rapidly palpitating penis began growing with lustful intensity, swelling under the continually gentle stroking caresses of her hand. Already his cock was straining against the imprisoning material of his pants, and his strong hands tightened like vises on the lovely girl's shoulders. He thought he would go completely out of his ever-lovin' mind because of the agonizing pressure he was feeling after having seen this lovely woman. The unmistakable sound of a zipper being tugged filled the air, and his cock, which had already worked its way out of his undershorts, leaped from his pants. Kim's slender fingers tightened around it almost instantly, exerting exquisite pressure on the tingling surface. She ran her sensitive fingertips up and down the pulsing length of it, feeling it, realizing it was longer and thicker than any penis she had previously known. Her fingering made John grit his teeth with overwhelming passion.
"Ummmmm . . . that feels so nice, so delightfully hard and ready to go," the beautiful woman crooned, realizing how much in heat she really was, and how badly she needed this cock. Her hand continued stroking and fondling the lust-maddened shaft. 'This has to be the best prick of all time," she muttered. "It just keeps getting longer and harder. I love that."
The lascivious words sent fiery bolts of thrilling arousal shooting through the helplessly trapped man. He gasped, moaning once more as he crushed his lips firmly against that of Kim's delightfully upturned lips, his tongue probing anxiously between her teeth, tasting the sweet mouthwash she had used just before he had rung the doorbell. His hands moved higher and once again filled themselves with the delightful fullness of her swollen breasts, thrilling to the touch of her warmly quivering flesh as her breasts continued strongly palpitating. Kim mewled softly as the man kneaded the tender buds of her nipples with the first really soft caresses she had ever known. Her nipples swelled, becoming more and more turgid as lust burned its way through her quivering body. Her nipples enlarged even more, larger than Barney had ever been able to make them grow, once again making Kim aware that there were men who not only had cocks, but who had love in them, as well.
"God, you're really beautiful!" he murmured. "I'll do anything you want, anything!"
"I know that," she smiled. "Right now, all I want is for you to fuck me."
"Fine with me," he nodded.
"Let's go into the bedroom."
He followed her into the bedroom, where Kim had put fresh sheets on the bed following her sweaty romp with Charlie and her husband. In almost no time he was as naked as she, his clothing neatly folded on the corner chair.
There was a definite electricity in the air, a feeling of thrilling excitement in this small bedroom. John realized there was always the danger of her husband returning and seeing the two of them together, but this seemed to add to the spice of everything. It created a sense of urgency, and this ruled out the lengthy preliminaries he would have otherwise enjoyed. No extended foreplay-not this time. But if he fucked her in the future, he would take all the time in the world with her. Hell! Right now she didn't need any foreplay. She was ready to be jazzed.
His excited gaze dropped to the wide sweep of her lovely hips, going past the smoothness of her delightful belly and fastening on the glossy triangle of light-brown pubic fuzz between her creamy white, full, delightful thighs. He was only barely able to see the richly enticing gleam of her wet coral vaginal slit as it glistened under the richly curling wisps of light tendrils.
His burgeoning cock was wildly alive, hard, intense, dying to be buried. Every nerve-ending in the man was taut, and his entire being was wildly excited as he moved toward her until her soft belly brushed itself against him and her slender fingers once more closed around the throbbing length of his gigantic shaft.
"Oh Jesus, Kim!" he gasped. "I've never known another woman like you. You're really special. I want to fuck you! I want to fuck you as hard as I'm able."
She lay down on the bed then, feeling the clean, cool sheets against her back, spreading her delightful thighs invitingly apart, offering her wet cunt to him. He wasted no time falling between the pillars of her loins, and her hand once again tightened around the tormented length of his massive barber pole. Kim tugged on it, drawing the man closer and closer to the tantalizing fulcrum of her slender body. He was well aware of the satiny wetness of her tenderly quivering inner lips as the solid, rubbery head of his driving phallus nudged between them. He had to force himself to hold back and not simply drive right into her.
"Please . . . . " Kim gasped, not realizing until now the full extent of her need for a cock in her cunt. "Now! Fuck me now!"
John Gordon was unable to control himself any longer. All the burning pent-up force of his inner passion came charging out as, with a single overpowering thrust he brutally crammed his penis into the seething depths of her feminine cupola, the hard, pounding length of his vibrating tool burying half its length inside her. Her vaginal sheath closed tightly around his organ, squeezing, crushing, clamping down on it.
"Hhhhhuaaannnn gggghhhh . . . ohhhhhhh . . . deeeaaaarrrr Goddd!" she wailed, thrilled as she had never been with Barney while seemingly desperately thrashing her lovely hips in a frenetic effort to force his impaling stake that much more deeply into her.
John, anxiously goaded on by the maniacal lust the lovely woman had built in him, ignored her cry. He didn't care if it was cry for more or a cry for mercy. He continued heedlessly driving into her, forcing the massive girth of his swollen shaft right to the hilt inside her tremblingly anxious little belly. He pushed, holding his long cock inside interminably. Then, with excruciating slowness, he began flexing his penis in the pulsing darkness of her tightly alive feminine channel.
HHhhhhaaaauuuunnnngggghhhh. . . yessssssss ss-ss . . . " the lovely girl was groaning, feeling the thickness of the iron-solid pole as it pushed its bulging head against the rear wall of her vagina. She had never felt so crammed full in her life. God! It was almost as if the penis was a knife, slicing her in half. She felt the organ swell with every passing second, and she was almost afraid it would explode prematurely inside her achingly palpitating young body.
The handsome man finally began slowly withdrawing his cock, pulling out the immense, throbbing length of it in a single, sure, deft stroke. Then he surged forward again.
"Aaaaaannnnnngggggghhhhhh!" the lovely Kim gasped again as John continued plunging forcefully between the full pillars of her widespread thighs, sinking his lust-bloated penis once again to the very hilt inside the tender tunnel of her lovely, defenselessly naked belly. This time, the tenderly resilient inner membranes lining her vaginal scabbard began to anxiously secrete lubricating juices, wetting down the long, lunging length of phallic prod. The organ began moving more easily, slipping tenderly in and out of her openly spread pussy.
"Ummmm . . . aaaannnnhh . . . yessssss ssssss . . . " Kim cooed once again, her voice taking on a softer tone as minute little pinpricks of thrilling pleasure began forming somewhere deep inside her shuddering loins. There was a long shiver of ecstatic enjoyment sending wild chills vibrating up and down her backbone. Her voluptuously satin thighs now spread themselves even farther apart. She tightly locked her legs around John's lower back. Her questing arms reached up and formed a circle around the man's neck as she spiraled her anxious penis upward to receive his continuing, rhythmic downward-driving thrusts.
John Gordon was in a world all his own. He had never met a woman like this before. She was everything a woman ought to be as far as he was concerned. God! He was fucking a totally strange woman, and he was already madly in love with her. This was insane! One didn't fall in love with another man's wife, especially when the woman simply offered her body to him in such a way he was unable to refuse. This was the kind of woman a man fucked, then forgot. Yet John knew damn well he would not be able to forget this particular woman. She was special, very special. He felt illicit love and desire for her as he had never previously felt for any other woman. Being inside this woman made him feel a sense of power he had never known with any other female. Yet it was a power he wanted to use to enhance her own feelings.
John was exhilarated by what he was doing, and the wanton act was liberating his mind and body in a way he had never previously known. Kim was so soft, so delightful, so thrillingly yielding beneath him, he shuddered with delight. With all the non-entities he had previously fucked, he had all but forgotten what a pleasure it was to fuck a completely responsive woman-a woman like this with whom he was already falling in love. She returned thrust for thrust, making him feel more macho than any woman he had ever known, letting him know how totally masculine he really was. God! No woman had ever made him feel this way, before.
There had been so many other women, including six different women he had, at one time or another, considered marrying. Thinking about them as he rhythmically sank his cock in and out of the turmoiled center of this lovely woman, he was surprised that he inwardly felt no pangs of conscience whatsoever. He felt no guilt or remorse for what he was doing. Rather, this lovely woman beneath him now made all those other women seem blurry, non-existent. Being with this naked woman who was someone else's wife created a thrilling growing into furious cloudbursts of white-hot delight. The man looked down at the lovely woman beneath him, seeing the way her head was thrown back in passion, her mouth half-open. Her eyes were glazed over at the moment, and she was mumbling, spewing out incoherent words expressing the totality of her arousal as a result of being fucked by him. He was aware of the stiffness of her extended pink nipples as they dug into his chest, all but cutting his flesh. The roundness of her breasts were like cushions, holding him up, keeping him aloft as he constantly slammed his throbbing length of hard penis in and out of her simmering womanly cave.
"Ohhhh . . . hhuunn nnnnhhhh . . . Goddd uuhhhh . . . yes ssss . . . that's it.. . that's it.. . fuck me just like that. . . ohhhh . . . yesssssss . . . " Kim gasped in a pleading voice, the words sounding hoarse, throaty, indistinct with lust.
Her perspiration-soaked body was nakedly wriggling uncontrollably on top of the mattress, and the clinging walls of her inner womanly mineshaft were milking convulsively along the length of his driving, plunging penis as he continued plummeting into the welcoming center of her femininity.
Their two bodies were fused together as one, joined where the length of his massively swollen penis had buried itself inside her widely stretched passage of openly pulsating vagina. The two of them flailed and struggled against one another, the room filled with lascivity of their wetly slapping sounds of lovemaking.
The man felt as if he were being driven by some inner force that was making him strive almost inhumanely for utter completion with the tortured, lust-wracked woman writhing beneath him.
John was certain he would go insane if he didn't achieve his satisfaction shortly. His entire physical being felt ablaze with a burning salacity he had never known before. Every nerve-ending inside him was taut and frazzled by his effort to attain the pinnacle of utter pleasure.
It was Kim who attained her satisfaction first, screaming, "AAAAAAIIII IIUYYYYY AAAAGG-GGHHHGHAAAA AANNNNGGGG HHHHHH!"
The screeching cry was torn from her helpless body as she stiffened almost unbearably, and then she was thrashing madly up and down on the mattress, pounding her passion-driven vagina against the matted pelvis of John's body.
She was gasping and choking, groaning uncontrollably, her entire body caught up in the shuddering throes of the most incredible orgasm she had ever known. The man was aware of her passionate vibrations resounding throughout the length and breadth of her feverishly flailing form, and her frantic jerking finally triggered her own shuddering release.
The tremendous pressure which had been building inside him finally exploded, sending one Shockwave after another through him. The man's aching head was wildly spinning, and his body seemed to go totally out of control as a series of convulsive shudders took him over, gripping him, making him fuck all the more brutally between the girl's wantonly splayed thighs.
"GGGGHHHH HHHHHHUU UUUUUUNN NN-NNGGGG GGHHHH!" he shouted as his tortured prostate finally unleashed the first burning splashes of his seething masculine seminal fluid. It rushed blindly from the long length of his stiffened cock and poured gushingly into the tunnel of her wantonly sucking, aching pussy, filling her hungrily receiving womanly depths. The flood continued in heated jet streams of boiling white fluid, the oils seeping into the furthest reaches of her helplessly gluttonous vagina.
When at last it was all over, he rolled off Kim and the two of them lay side by side for the longest time, saying nothing verbally, yet feeling a bond with one another neither had ever felt with anyone else.
"Will I see you again?" Kim finally asked.
"I promised to bring you clothing, and I will," he acknowledged. "If you really want me to take you away from here, I will. But I'll have to get a transfer to another state where you can divorce your husband and marry me."
"I don't want him to find out where I am," Kim told him. "So let's go to one of those southern states where I can get a quickie divorce, and by the time he receives the papers, we can go somewhere else . . . that is, you can go with me if you want to. You're not obligated to me because of what we just did."
"Hell! This sounds crazy, but I'm in love with you. It's the old cliche of love at first sight, or in this case, love at first fuck. Look, I'll need a day or two to wind things up, but by Friday I'll be back here with all the clothing you'll need. We can leave then, if you still want to go."
"I'll want to go, " Kim nodded, shuddering and thinking of the horrors her husband had put her through, and frightened of even more horror to come.
"We're just strangers, really," he reminded her.
"I'm willing to risk it if you are," she insisted.
"Good. I've never met anyone like you. I don't know why, but I'm totally crazy about you. I'll do anything you want."
"All I want is to live a quiet, decent life with one man and not be forced to perform all kinds of things with men I've never previously seen. I'm not even asking fidelity on your part. Just let me stay faithful to you, and give me enough sex to keep me happy."
"Doing that will be a full-time job," John smiled. "I'd never have the chance to be unfaithful. Let's get dressed. I have to leave now. Once I've arranged everything, I'll be back."