Chapter 6
"That was real surprise," said Janet, back in Ron's room. "I hadn't figured on seeing any of the football players here."
"Why not?"
"They don't seem the type to indulge in the `what did the rest of the class turn out like?' fantasies we harbor. Bert is about like I'd have expected from an ex football jock."
"Dumb? Slow-witted?"
"Yeah, and not all that imaginative about fucking, either," she said candidly. Then, a sly look creeping into her eyes, she asked, "Were the cheerleaders any better at screwing than the football players?"
"What you're asking me is if I enjoyed fucking Cheryl. And the answer, surprisingly enough, is yes. I dug the merry hell out of putting it to her. In high school, I'd always wondered what it was like getting into the cheerleaders' pants and fucking like a rabbit. Now I know. She is one hell of a foxy chick."
"Why did it surprise you that you got off on it? She is one hell of a fine-looking woman." Janet remembered the firm, ample mounds of tit-flesh bobbling around in front of the woman's chest, the nipples tracing out invisible figure eights in the air. The trim waist betrayed no hint of flab, and the ass and legs were enough to make any model envious. Janet stretched her own legs out on the bed and critically studied them. They weren't bad, not bad at all, but not in the same league as Cheryl's. The other woman had exercised regularly in high school, doing all the high jumps and splits in midair. Obviously she had stayed in shape during the past ten years. There was no reason at all to be surprised that Ron found Cheryl enticingly beautiful because she was.
"Since I came across you, my darling," Ron said, "things have been in a constant turmoil in my mind. I'd thought all women were just prick-teasers out to make a man miserable. You showed me a woman can be more, a hell of a lot more."
"I certainly hope so," she said primly. "And I wish you'd show this woman. that she's not being ignored totally. Unless, of course, you want to toss me out and go find Cheryl and ask her to share the bed with you."
"Nope," Ron said, shaking his head. "She and Bert are firmly married."
"Didn't look like it down in the pool."
"They're into swinging. As long as they've each got a partner, they seem happy enough. But the other has got to be around, or I suspect it would put them really uptight."
"Weird," Janet said, "but each to their own. You still didn't answer the question about whether or not you're going to leave me all alone in the bed."
She scooted across the surface of the bed and contrived to allow the towel to slide free of her voluptuous body. She preened a little bit, patting strands of her drenched hair into place. Shoving her tits out a little more than normal added to the effect. The blonde also made sure that the man got more than a hint of her pussy fur. Her white legs scissored together and then parted just enough to tempt him.
"God, I can't believe it," he said, looking down at his crotch. "I am actually getting another hard-on. Lady, you've done wonders for me!"
"Nonsense," she said. "You had it in you all the time. And that's where I want it -in me all the time!" Lolling back on the bed, she opened her legs in wanton invitation to the man. She made sure he could see her grinning pink pussy lips entirely surrounded by the blonde rim of her bush.
"Nope, not there, not this time," he said with conviction. "Let's go out onto the balcony. I want to take a look at the city lights."
She closed her thighs and reluctantly got to her feet. Men! They had such odd ideas at times. But to ease the horny feelings trying to gnaw their way out of her cunt, she would do most anything. She had to feel the long, hard pillar of his prick slipping in and out of her, warming her with the friction of the fucking, making her come totally alive again. She snuggled up to Ron out on the balcony, her fingers tracing out each and every bone in his spine.
When she got down to his ass, she allowed her fingers to dip into the dank crevice and play with his asshole. He suddenly said, "That's it! I want to fuck you up the ass!"
"Huh?" She didn't sound very bright but the man's comment had taken her by surprise. Janet hadn't intended to do more than get him hot and ready to fuck again. Maybe stuff her finger up his asshole and stroke across his hidden prostate gland. That made some men into real tigers, capable of super-human sexual feats.
He spun her around and she found herself draped over the railing, looking down into a dizzying depth. She tried to count the stories above ground level and failed. All she really knew was that it had to be one hell of a long fall. And all that kept her from plunging down was the thin railing. It had seemed strong enough to her before. Now she had doubts about its safety.
She struggled and tried to get away from the man's grasp. He held her firmly and pushed her feet wider apart until her stance pleased him. She gasped at the intrusion of his prick all the way up into her cunt. It took her as much by surprise as his sudden conviction that he wanted to fuck her up the ass.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she sobbed. The feelings running wild in her body almost robbed her of the power of speech. "You're fucking my cunt!"
"Just to get my cock greased. Ass fucking isn't to be taken lightly, darling. Now just look out at the bright lights and enjoy the sights while I enjoy your tender behind!"
Janet looked up and saw the city lights strung out in front of her like jewels dumped onto a black velvet cloth. Some drunken giant had surely sent those lights spinning from his grasp. Janet just hoped she didn't go spinning from Ron's grasp. He held her firmly around the waist and poled in and out from her pussy with growing speed and urgency. Each time he slammed forward, she felt the railing bite into her waist. But the feelings of arousal beginning to stir inside her soon offset any slight pain she was experiencing.
The lewd smacking noise of a cock fucking a juicy twat filled the night air. She closed her eyes and imagined she was flying, that prick being all she needed to float above the earth. Opening her eyes occasionally made the feeling of flying even more intense. But the fucking was where it was at for the woman. This was living. She was getting all she had missed out on in high school.
And then her pussy was empty, abandoned by the sweet fucking prick. Before she could protest, she felt firm hands working at her asscheeks, pulling them apart. She moaned softly as Ron took one half moon of firm flesh in each hand and started rotating them. He seemed intent on ripping them from her body, but the sexual energy this generated inside her pussy wasn't to be denied.
"Oh, Ron darling, it feels heavenly!" she sighed. "But your cock! Stuff it back in me! I need it fucking meeeee!"
She almost sobbed when she felt the blunt end of his cock prod into her tightly clutched ring of anus. He didn't drive his cock in mercilessly. Even with her fuck juices lubricating his cock, he could have ripped her apart if he'd tried a swift entry up her back. He pressed against the anal sphincter. It refused to let the male invader up her tightest passage.
"Relax, dammit," he told her. "Relax and it'll be great. I love Greeking. This is my style of fucking. But you've got to relax if you're going to get off on it in a big way."
"I'm trying," she said. "I just don't have men want to butt-fuck me all that much."
"You're going to love this," he promised. `But don't tense up like that. Relax!"
She tried. But it was the steady pressure of his cock against her anal muscle that finally paid off for both of them. The slippery oils on his cock allowed the glans of his cock to sneak up her shit chute about an inch. But this was all that it required. Her anus seemed to give up the fight and relaxed.
"Oh, oh sweet God, I never thought it could feel like this," she moaned. "You've shoving a goddamn telephone pole up my asshole. It's tearing me up inside!"
"Only my cock," the man panted. "But it's your ass that's tight. Tight and hot! Feels like a blast furnace inside. This is going to be one hell of a buggering!"
He slid his cock another inch into her rectum. They both trembled like leaves in the wind. She clutched the railing with such intensity she wondered if it might not break. Like her insides. His cock was simply too big for her asshole. She knew it. He was pulling her apart and she would soon tear. Tear and bleed.
She didn't want to bleed to death from being corn-holed out on a balcony overlooking the city. She sobbed loudly and begged, "Stop! I can't take any more of your cock! Please stop! I . . . aaaaaieeee!"
He slipped his cock another inch into her tight, greedy asshole and then, even as the words were on her lips, slammed home. His entire cock blasted into her bowels. He grunted as he felt the tight sheath of her inner flesh grip down hard at his prick. For a moment, he wondered if he had fucked into a surgeon's glove loaded with boiling-hot lava. The skin of her rectum fit perfectly around his cock and she was hot inside.
He corrected that mentally. She was hot!
The woman tossed her head from side to side. It was about the only motion she could make. His impaling spike of burning hot cock driven all the way up her rump made it impossible for her to move. The railing held her firmly in place. She knew he was torturing her. This had to be some sadistic streak on the man's part coming out. He had ripped her entire asshole apart, and she had to be bleeding to death.
As her inner membrane stretched to take the unusual visitor up her rectum, she felt a soothing warmth spreading like melted butter throughout her belly. This wasn't so bad after all. If anything, it was a little bit stimulating. It was arousing!
She tensed and relaxed her muscles a couple times to make sure that she felt good about this. She could feel the contours of the man's prick perfectly. The broad arrowhead. of his purple glans spread her apart the most, but she felt every single blood vessel on the shaft of his virile, pulsating cock. The aroused blood hammered hard into his prick now and made it even stiffer than ever. She could hardly believe it was happening, but she could feel the cock straightening out inside her bowels.
"Th-that's super!" she managed to say. "I love it now. The hurt's all gone. And the heat! Your cock is so niiiice r'
"Glad you think so," he said.. "I'm having a hell of a time keeping from creaming all over your insides and giving you the sexiest enema you ever got. Shit, this is hard for me! I never fucked up an ass this good before!"
She wiggled her ass against his hairy upper thighs to give him the message that she was ready for some motion in her hindquarters. His hands rested lightly on the smooth curves of her buttocks, but when he started moving in a slow circular motion, his cock remaining inside her clinging ass, he moved his fingers down into the humid canyon of her meaty asscheeks.
She groaned louder when he started kneading the firm flesh and working it into new and different shapes. The instant he released it, though, it would snap back into its original seductive shape: They both got off on this in a big way.
The blonde's insides were churning in absolute lust now. She blinked hard and found it almost impossible for her to focus her eyes. The feeling of the cock resting inside her ass, moving like a spoon in a mixing bowl, dominated her existence. She wanted more from this but she was too weak to get it.
Clinging to the railing, her legs turning rubbery, she managed to gasp out, "Fuck me! Fuck my ass gooooood!"
He moved away from her a half step. This pulled his cock from her flaming tight asshole. A sucking noise aroused both of them. This was yet another indication of how tight the woman's asshole was around the man's cock. He withdrew until only the knob on the end of his fucking tool remained inside the ring of her anus. With a smooth motion, he drove back into her body, feeling her ass-cheeks press tightly into his upper legs.
For a moment, he stayed in that position, half-leaning over her back and quivering from head to toe. Then he rotated his hips and stirred his cock inside her until he had to fight to keep from coming. The man retreated again to repeat the motion. The butt fucking was slow and deliberate. Any faster would have torn her tender asshole and robbed him of the thrill of a long fucking. Nothing made the man happier than taking a chick up the ass. The feeling of her buttocks pressing back into the circle of his groin turned him on. It was a primitive, bestial feeling, too. This was like the way an animal in heat would get fucked. He could take her like the bitch she was.
"I can't stand it, Ron darling. I need it faster. Don't worry about hurting me. I need the friction burning me up inside. I'm all fluttery now. I need the strength of your cock fucking my ass!"
"Got to take it easy," he told her. "At least for a few minutes. Let me see if this doesn't get you off in a hurry."
His fingers parted her pussy lips and worked their way down the vee until he found her erect clit.' The tiny pea-sized organ was already drenched in love juices. He needed only to loop his finger around the base and slip his finger up to the pointy tip. She shuddered and her asshole crushed down on him. For a ghastly instant, he wondered if he had fucked into a hangman's noose. As she relaxed a little, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But he kept fingering her clit. The tiny organ rolled around like a slippery marble. She couldn't speak now. The passions mounted inside her with alarming force. The string pulled taut in her belly threatened to snap at any instant and send her spinning out wildly into space. Each feathery touch across her clit was like an icicle jabbing deep into her pussy.
"Now, Ron, now! Fuck me fast? Give me all your sweet cock!"
He began stirring sluggishly in the tight channel of her rectum. He maintained the manual assault on her clit, and this was what really set her off. She came hard.
She rammed her ass back into his body. This caused his slowly retreating cock to be sucked up inside her hot shit chute again. The clutching heat of her rear passage threatened to burn him down to a charred nubbin, but the man kept his hips moving, fucking, giving her a little bit more pleasure than she could have gotten strictly from his fingering of her clitoris.
The tiny-go-button buried between her legs throbbed with lust. He pressed it down and tormented it with every trick he could think of. She came again. Her tits rose and fell heavily now. He wished he could look around and see them bobbing. He knew the nipples would be red and hard and turgid with the flood of aroused blood into them from her pounding heart.
He flicked his finger repeatedly over her clit until she was hopping around from foot to foot. All the while she was caught in the ice-and-iron grip of orgasm, he fucked her slowly up the butt. The heat made it increasingly hard for him to move. His cock felt like a fuse sitting next to an open fire.
The heat from her climaxing body flowed down the length of his cock and seeped into his balls. This added extra desire to his already tumbling balls. He had to fight hard to keep the superheated jism from erupting out the end of his cock. He wanted this fucking to last and last and last. Getting off fast like a kid wasn't going to pleasure either of them.
His finger slipped off her pleasure center and stroked back along the cunt lips. When he found her pussy hole, his finger dived down into it. This, coupled with the impact of his cock all the way up her tight, rear passage, made her lose control. She had to come again. And again and still once more. She felt like a human machine gun going off.
"I can't stand this," she moaned loudly. "I'm on fire inside. It's like millions of ants gnawing at my flesh. And your cock! It's burning me up!"
She opened her eyes and got the sudden sensation of flying. She could see the entire city stretched in front of her. The way her body was responding, she wondered if those burning lights might not be coming from her bowels. The hot, long rod of his fuck stick continued to move in and out of her with easy strength. And the finger driving into her cunt made her come again.
"You're a passionate bitch, aren't you?" he gasped-out. "And that ass of yours feels like a guillotine to me. I just hope to God you don't chop my cock off inside your ass!"
She tried to do just that. She wanted to keep the cock in her, where it was warm and twitching. The way it spread her rectal flesh thrilled her more than simple words could tell. If it never left her body again that would be fine with her. But she felt it pulling out. The suction formed by that retreating cock made her think he might pull her guts out along with, it.
She was sobbing openly, the tears racing down her cheeks. She told him, "Fuck faster. I need it so baaaaaad! Oh, ooooooh!"
She started ramming her ass back to meet his inward thrust. The impact of their bodies jarred her teeth shut. She closed her eyes again and drowned in the sweet ocean of her arousal. The passion she felt inside covered her totally and she floated away on it.
He fucked harder and faster. She felt his finger slip from her greasy pussy and move back to her swollen clit. When he diddled that magic organ, she felt the sexual tensions mounting again in her belly almost faster than she could stand. She concentrated on getting off and found it very easy to do.
"Yaaaaaah!" she cried as her entire body shook until she thought she would come apart. The way her muscles locked, then erupted in a wild shaking frenzy, told her this orgasm was harder, more intense, more delightful than any of those before. The fucking cock all the way up her asshole helped, but it was the finger working over her clitoris that really did it for her.
"I . . . I don't think I can keep, going much longer." Ron's prick bucked and danced around in the tight confines of her behind. "And me, the king of the ass fuckers. God, what you do to meeeeeee!"
She felt the hot surge of his come all the way up into her bowls. The weak and watery sensation of an enema hit her and made her fall weakly over the railing. Only Ron's strong hands clutching grimly at her trim waist prevented the woman from tumbling all the way to the ground. His prick hammered away at her rump until she felt the ring of her anus burning with renewed desire.
She came again before his pumping cock melted and dribbled from her ass.
Together they came and together they collapsed weakly to the floor of the balcony. They simply lay there, locked in each other's arms for a long time. Janet studied the depths of Ron's eyes and wondered what was going through his mind_ She couldn't begin but guess. She knew what she felt and through this, she imagined he was reliving the fucking, at least a little.
She was. She remembered the hot and hard length of man-meat that had drilled into her ass and filled her with desire. She didn't much like butt fucking, but Ron was right. He was good at it, damned good. He knew all the moves. Janet couldn't imagine why this should turn him on more than regular fucking, but each to his own.
"It was good, Ron," she said. "I loved it."
"So did I."
"Want to do it again?"
He smiled, looked at his limp prick and said, "Soon. Real soon now."
"Let me help it along." She snaked down the side of his body and took his prick into her mouth. The taste repelled her for a moment and then she began to get off on it. She licked and sucked and ate his cock with wild abandon. When he had regained his erection, he fucked her from behind like a bitch in heat. This time he took her all the way up the ass.
Janet only wished they could have done it all night long. But Ron was only human,. and flesh and blood had limitations. She discovered his. Yet something inside her remained unsatisfied. She really wanted her pussy fucked, and a feeling of vague disappointment filled her being until she finally drifted off to sleep.