Chapter 7
The desert sun was a red ball hung over the shimmering heat of the Phoenix dusk. Laura picked idly at the plate of food in front of her. It had been a long, tiring drive from Los Angeles. The desert had been blinding hot, and Bob had hardly spoken a word to her. He had fallen back into the sullen silence that she had come to regard with less and less patience.
She knew how she had behaved, but that wasn't supposed to make any difference in their relation ship, by his own words. His attitude had been irritating her all day. She dropped her fork onto her plate.
"Okay, Bob, let's get it out into the open. What is bothering you? You've been a clam all day."
"It's nothing. Just let it go, it'll pass."
"Pass, nothing! You've acted angry with me all day and I want to know why. Is it because of last night?"
"Yes."
"You said ..."
"I know what I said."
"Well then?"
His eyes lifted to meet hers. For some reason, she felt uncomfortable under his steady gaze. She wished she had waited until they had returned to their room to start this conversation.
"I've come to realize that I care very much for you."
She didn't know what to say.
"But I've seen how you have gotten carried away in the whole business, and I just don't know if one man can satisfy you. It seems to take more than one, and then you insist on dominating the situation. You've learned how to use your sex appeal very well."
"Oh, Bob!" Feelings that she hadn't known in years swept through her. She wanted this man!
"I have a confession to make too," she murmured. "There have been times when I've been jealous of your being with other women. Now I know why. I love you. No other man can do the things to me that you can do."
His deadly serious expression changed to one of happiness.
"But what about the lifestyle you've taught me?" she asked. "Would you miss it?"
"To be honest, yes. Being with a woman is special in a different way, and I enjoy the honesty of feelings and the freedom from guilt."
"We don't have to give it up. We can still swing when we feel like it," he offered.
"And be by ourselves when we feel like it?"
"Like now?"
"Yes. Let's get out of here."
His face broke into the biggest smile she had seen on him in days. He quickly paid for the half-eaten meal and they hurried toward their room.
Inside the room, Laura turned to face him when she heard the door softly close and the lock click into place.
She held out her arms. "Come here, my big darling bear," she whispered.
He stepped into her arms, towering over her. She slipped her arms around him, her mouth up and open to his. Their lips met and she sent the tip of her tongue sliding along his teeth and into his mouth, probing in and out. She could feel his erect cock throbbing against her belly, feel its heat through the layers of cloth.
She leaned back and ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying across the room. She planted wet kisses across his muscular, hairy chest. His big hands were gently massaging the soft globes of her ass. She found a nipple with her hot lips and sucked it erect while her small fingers caressed the big bulge in his pants.
She slid down his body, kneeling in front of him, her fingers fumbling in haste with the buckle and zipper. Then they were open and she pulled trousers and shorts down. His long, thick slab of cock swayed from its hairy bed in front of her. She curled her soft fingers around its throbbing girth and moved them up, bulging the skin out and around the massive blunt heard and then down, exposing the deep-purple, plum shape that could drive her up the walls. She looked up into his eyes.
"I love you and I love your big, beautiful prick," she whispered.
She flattened her tongue and wetly ran it up the underside of the long shaft, feeling the ridges of engorged veins, the notch around the big glans, over the smooth, stretched skin to the small opening at the end.
With both hands she pulled the long pole down to a fully horizontal position and sucked the big head into her mouth. She washed it lovingly with her tongue as she transferred her hands around his hips and gripped his muscular ass. She pulled him forward, taking more of his cock inside of her mouth. Steadily, she kept pulling. Inch by inch the prick entered, stretching her lips, plunging farther into her mouth, almost choking her.
She concentrated hard. She wanted to take it all. The urge to gag passed and more of his cock slid in and down her clutching throat. Over half of his length was now buried in her mouth and throat. She felt a hot desire burning between her thighs. She could scarcely breathe. Her ears were buzzing. His voice barely registered.
"Stop, baby, you can't take all of it!"
She dug her nails into his ass, pulling him closer. More of his hot, throbbing cock forced its way in, deeper and deeper into her throat. She was swallowing an endless cock. Then her nose brushed his thick, black pubic hair and she knew that she had done it, had taken all of him! She heard him gasp.
"My God! I don't believe it! No woman has ever been able to do that! It feels like heaven, so warm and soft!"
She had all she could take, for now. She backed off, sliding the hard, wet shaft slowly out of her sucking mouth, gradually getting her breath back. Then it slipped out and sprang back upright in front of her.
Before she could move, she felt his big arms pick her up as if she were a small child and place her gently on her back on the bed.
By the time he got his clothes off, Laura had removed hers and was lying on the big bed, naked, hot and waiting. Her body felt feverishly warm, her cheeks burning hot, and her arms and legs felt heavy. Every fiber of her body was tuned up, waiting for whatever the man bending over her wanted to do to it.
He folded her legs up and back until she was curled up almost into a ball, the plump, black thatch of her cunt pointed toward the ceiling. She felt each hairy column of his thighs as they fitted themselves beside her own. His body was a black shape that blocked out the light as he bent down over her between her open thighs. The long, saliva-wet spear of his throbbing prick grazed her curly cunt hair and slid up her belly as he sucked one tit into his mouth. His tongue teased the stiff nipple as one hand massaged the brown globe of her other breast.
She was helpless in this position, but she didn't care. All she could do was hold the head that was fanning the fires building in her sensitive tits. Then she found that she could hump her hips a little, just enough to rub her hot cunt against the underside of the massive cock that was pinned between their bodies.
The weight on her was retreating, moving down. That magnificent pole was sliding down. That broad, wet tongue was burning a path down her rib cage, through her navel and straight down the midline of her taut belly.
Cool air danced across her quivering flesh. Her legs were still being held up and back, hooked over his forearms. Her soft, aching tits were being rolled and kneaded by a large hard but gentle hand.
Her body jerked involuntarily when she felt the tip of his tongue lightly touch the puckered rosebud of her asshole. She shuddered and tried to open her thighs even wider as his oral digit flattened and slowly traveled upward across the narrow band of skin, covered the swollen lips of her cunt, up over her hooded, throbbing clit and into the black forest of her cunt hair.
The wet tongue started moving down between the engorged cunt lips. It found and circled the stiff clit, making her entire body twitch in response. It continued down, between the velvety smoothness of the inner lips. It paused at the entrance to her humid channel, traced a slow circle around it and then slowly inserted itself. It darted from side to side, exploring the rippled texture of the pliant walls.
His tongue slowly withdrew from her clutching canal, skipped across sensitive flesh and came to rest at her twitching asshole. It narrowed into a rigid probe and prodded against the tight ring. She willed herself to relax. The tension that was building throughout her system made it difficult. She forced her mind to concentrate on that one small area.
She heard herself gasp when the semi-hard tongue slipped past the expanding circle and into her tight asshole. Again and again it extended itself into her ass, pushing into the soft flesh until her anus was a rubbery mass of twitching muscles, expanded and loose. Over and over it drilled into her rear, sending shock waves of pleasure rippling through her body. A short, hard orgasm tripped off and convulsed through her.
The wet probe withdrew, leaving her feeling vacant and wanting more. She opened her eyes and looked down between her glistening brown thighs. She was going to get more.
The broad head of Bob's massive hard-on was weaving toward her steaming cunt as he scooted himself forward. She lifted herself up onto her elbows and watched in fascination. She could see a clear drip of fluid beaded at the small opening. She watched the big knob push into her, flaring the swollen lips to either side.
His hands were at the backs of her thighs, still holding her legs tightly against her ass she felt the blunt roundness lodge in the mouth of her cunt. There, it stopped.
She could hear his labored breathing mingling with her own. The soft hum of the air conditioning was the only other sound in the room. Her gaze traveled the length of the visibly throbbing shaft that curved back from the wide vee of her thighs to the thick pad of curly hair at its base.
"Oh, love! Fuck me! Let me feel your big, beautiful prick deep inside my cunt!" she cried.
He rocked forward and the long cock tunneled inward. It pushed against the resistance of the clasping cuntal muscles, expanding the elastic walls, stretching her pussy as it thrust in and in, deeper and deeper, rock-hard and throbbing inside of her.
It felt like a huge rod of red-hot steel as it bored deeper into her quaking belly, filling her to the breaking point. Electricity jarred through her raw nervous system, transmitting shattered messages from every new inch of hard man-flesh that buried itself in her.
Nobody else in the world could do this to her. She wanted nothing except to be always loved by this man who could dissolve her into a mass of senseless tissue.
She felt the hardness of his pubic bone as it collided against her exposed and quivering clit. The hairy sac of his balls rested against her tender asshole. His huge prick was pulsating madly in her belly. The tortured walls of her cunt were rippling up and down its length, squeezing and massaging the welcome invader.
"Oh, damn! It feels so big, like it's going to split me wide open! Fuck me honey, FUCK ME!" she gasped.
"Yes, sweet little cunt, I'm going to fuck you. Now and in all the years ahead of us," he whispered.
She felt him pull away. His body began rocking back and forth, his cock slithering in and out of her trembling body. She glanced down and could see the shining prick sliding out and back in again, plunging deep, plugging her full, ramming home with a soft, wet thud. Her vibrating cunt worked, lubricating the passage for the stiff shaft that speared into it again and again.
His movements became faster, easier now as it sluiced through her well-oiled channel. Their bodies squished together at the end of each thundering stroke.
Laura's mind was floating, lost in the maze of sensations that flooded through her from deep within her bowels. He was fucking her senseless again, and she was loving it. But there was something else she wanted. She had to get it out.
"Put it in my ass!" she hissed through ragged breaths.
"You can't take it there, baby," he grunted. "Yes! Yes! Please! I want you to fuck me up my ass!" "I'll try."
The long cock slid out of her slippery cunt. She felt empty and abandoned, then felt the hardness press against her rubbery asshole. The pressure, as the big, wet head sought admittance, hurt. She could feel the pain through the glow, pain that distorted her face. She had to relax.
"It won't go," a voice echoed through her buzzing ears.
"Push, goddamn it! Get it in! Stick that big cock up my ass!" she groaned.
A soft scream whistled through her clenched teeth as she felt the blunt knob slowly edge through and into her hot asshole. Blinding white heat seared up her spine. More and more of the wet shaft burrowed into her. On and on it drilled.
"Fuck the shit out of me! Fuck my ass deep and hard!"
This was what she had wanted for so long. The other cocks that had reamed out her ass had just been preparing her for this moment. She had wanted to feel Bob's magnificent prick in there since St. Louis, and now it was there, buried deep in her bowels. All of it was inside of her, every hard inch of it, stuffing her backside, making her feel like it was going to break her wide open.
"Son of a bitch! It's squeezing me like a crazy vise!" Bob moaned above her.
"Move it! Fuck me! Come in my ass!" she crooned, reaching down to rake her nails straight down his knotted belly.
The huge battering ram of a cock began moving in short, jarring strokes, pulling her burning, clutching ass flesh back and forth with it. Again and again his balls slapped against her soft, brown ass. A thick finger dug into her drenched pussy, worming around and around. A broad thumb flipped her raw clit from side to side, "Oh, baby! I'm coming! I can't stand it any longer!"
"Me too!" she yelped. "It feels soo goood!"
The instant after her orgasm exploded and rocketed through her quivering frame, she felt the mighty gushes of his come spurting deep into her bowels, soothing her raw rectal tissue as it flowed down around the tightly compressed, jerking pole.
Laura felt her entire body go limp as she gave way to the surging waves of pleasure that coursed through her. Now she had done it. She had taken all of him in every way that she could. He was all hers, as she was his. No matter what their future held, they could face it together. Maybe his truck wouldn't make them rich, but they would be happy!