Chapter 10
The snoring bothered Frank and he got dressed and left the room. The night air was cool. He started to walk, and then he heard footsteps behind him. He kept walking, but the footsteps seemed to be catching up, so he slowed down.
The blond woman came up alongside him. As she passed, he looked at her tight slacks and the round rear that was packed into them. She wore a tight pink sweater that matched her pint slacks. Her shoes were also pink.
She turned and looked at him. "Get a good look at my rear?" she asked.
Frank gulped.
"Come on, buddy, relax. "I'm like you, couldn't sleep so I'm out for some air," she laughed. "I'm married too, but I'm married to a rabbit. Sixty seconds and he comes and that's it for the night. I'm really horny," she admitted.
She moved alongside Frank and grabbed his hand. "Let's walk together," she smiled. "I hate walking alone." They walked and she smiled at him. Her eyes were heavily made up but it looked good on her.
"Let's get some coffee," she said. "My name is Marilyn Wade."
"I'm Frank," He said.
She laughed. "Are you earnest, Frank?"
They walked on and she spotted the cafe in front of the motel and they headed toward it. They went in and had coffee and talked.
"I'm buxom," she said. "Other people have told me that I'm fat."
"You're buxom," Frank agreed. "I like women like you-they look soft and sexy.
"Like a mattress," she teased.
They talked about automation. She had a job with a manufacturing company, and she told Frank how many people had been laid off because of computers.
"Hell," she grinned. "Some guy is probably working right now on a computer that will screw."
"That's something to look forward to," said Frank.
"For me," laughed Marilyn, "but not you, you're a man. Men need a pussy to stick it into, unless they are queers. Did you ever see a queer suck another off? I did. It's something else. You know, they actually shoot in each other's mouths."
Frank studied her shoulder-length blond hair and realized for the first time that she was a real blonde, and that her golden hair was not dyed.
"Sex is a state of mind," she said, sipping her coffee, "A man can't get it up with one woman, and with another woman it goes up the moment he gets near her."
Frank nodded. "That's true."
Marilyn fiddled with her coffee and Frank let his eyes stray over her figure, then back to his cup.
"You've got some body," he said in admiration.
"You know, I believe in psychology," she explained. "I think that the inmates are really running the asylum today."
"You may be right," Frank agreed.
She finished her coffee and turned to him and smiled. "Did you notice that there is a motel here?"
"Yes," replied Frank.
"Why don't we get a room?" she winked.
"Why don't we?" Frank winked back.
He watched her voluptuous curves as she got up. The sight of her rolling ass beneath her slacks gave him an immediate hard-on.
He watched her tits bounce under her sweater as she walked.
When they got to the motel office, he walked in and signed Mr. and Mrs. Ray Smith. The manager smiled and gave him a key.
"L14," the manager said.
"Thank you," replied Frank. He walked out side, where Marilyn was pacing. Frank looked around for L14, spotted it, and took her arm.
"The room is this way," he said, leading her.
Inside the room she took off her sweater, and her bulging breasts overflowed from her blue half-bra. She unhooked it, and the big breasts still stood out like two big cones of white gorgeous flesh with pink nipples on the points.
Her blue eyes glinted as she unhooked her slacks and took them off, revealing her blue bikini pants, which she lowered to her ankles and then kicked off. She had a hairy blond mound, and as she spread her legs to kick off her shoes Frank saw the red-lipped split between them.
She smiled. "Get undressed and quit looking at me. You can look at me when we are screwing and you have your dick in me," she told him.
Frank stripped as fast as he could. Marilyn had already pulled back the bedcovers and adjusted the pillows and gotten into bed. She turned out the lights, but left one lamp on. When he was nude, he went over to the bed and she smiled and said, "Get in." He got in and her hand felt his stiff prick. "Ummmmmmmmm, that's great. Your cock feels so hard, I like that," she told him. Then she laughed. "You know, people are not eating tuna because there is too much mercury in it. I wonder what would happen if a woman ate cocks and they had too much mercury in them?"
He liked her sulky lips and her taut-fleshed body. She turned to him.
"I want to lay you; but first, I want you to do me a favor?" she asked.
Frank looked puzzled. "A favor?" he queried.
She slowly was jerking his stiff penis. The knob was red and the veins stood out.
"I like to suck a man and see him come. I want to blow you first, and just when you are about to come I want you to take it out of my mouth and put it between my tits and let go and come over them," she told him, her eyes gleaming lustfully.
Frank didn't answer.
"Look, honey, I'll get you hard again, you can bet on that," she told him. "Okay," Frank said.
He watched her kiss the head of his dick and then lick the length. Then her head bobbed and the whole cock was in her mouth. Frank reached out and hand-weighed the big breasts and teased the nipples.
He was very virile. She sucked and sucked, and it felt good but he didn't come. He was deeply aroused by her sucking. She was an excellent cocksucker. Then he felt her take her mouth off it and look at him. He was still holding her big breasts.
"Hey, you're all man," she said, enthused "When are you going to come?"
Frank blushed. "I'm about to come, you just keep sucking."
She took the penis back in her mouth and her lips tightened and she resumed blowing him. He felt butterflies in his stomach as he began to feel himself about to come. Her hot tongue flicked out and it seemed to sear his tender cock. Her head bobbed faster and faster, and his hands left the big breasts and ran through her hair.
Oh, suck me, he thought to himself. He loved having a woman down on him; it made him feel all-powerful and all man. Women were really at their best with a dick in their mouths, he thought, they couldn't talk with that big peter in there, but they could give pleasure to a man and that's what they were made for.
He felt himself throbbing and took his cock out of her mouth and placed it between her ample breasts.
"Fuck me between my tits," she urged.
Frank was surprised that her tits felt like a cunt, and he obeyed. He felt his passion boiling over and he announced, "I'm coming!"
Her eyes glittered as she replied, "Come, lover!"
The first jet of sperm shot between her tits, and she rolled them to spread the hot white cream all over her breasts. He came again, and this time it hit her neck and stayed there. His third and last spurt went between her two breasts and she rolled them, getting an equal amount on both breasts.
"That's wonderful," she said, releasing his spent peter.
He watched as she used her finger to capture some of the sperm and put it to her mouth. She licked it off as if it were honey.
"Ill bet you think I'm some sort of freak?" she asked, still fingering up semen and eating it.
"No, I believe everyone should do his own thing," Frank said tolerantly.
"Did you think that my tits felt like a cunt when you had your dick between them?" she asked.
"A little," he admitted.
She got up and headed toward the bathroom. She turned and said, "I'm going to wipe the rest off. Come is like caviar, I only like to eat so much."
Frank made no comment. She got up and left and then came back.
Marilyn grinned. "Everyone is looking for something for nothing today. That's a real joke. There are more fat asses than fat wallets around."
Marilyn was bubbling. Frank sucked one of her breasts and then moved his lips and sucked the other.
"Ooooooooocceccccc," cringed Marilyn. "That gets me hot."
"They taste as good as they look," laughed Frank.
Marilyn sat with her legs parted and Frank saw her cunt and its glistening wet lips. He was sure that she was sitting that way on purpose.
He kissed her and his hands felt the hard contours of her big breasts. He caressed the nipples with his thumb.
"Ummmmmmmmm, my nipples are really touchy," she confided. "I get the shivers when you do that."
She turned over and lay on her stomach, and he saw the cheeks of her prominent ass and her long, shapely legs. Her lips were wide. Their large thrusting forms touched the bedcover.
"My philosophy is get rucked regular and fuck the world," she said. "It's too bad my husband isn't a good fucker or maybe I would be faithful to him. But he isn't and I get a lot of screwing on the outside."
Frank fondled her buttocks. His cock was starting to rise again. She was creating fresh desire in him. He welcomed the return of desire because he wanted to fuck her.
"I like your nipples," he said. "They remind me of inverted red thumbtacks."
She purred as he played with her buttocks, and then her legs parted and his finger danced past her asshole and to her cunt and into the humid wet slit. He began to finger-fuck her.
"Ooooohhhhh, I enjoy that," she revealed. "I like someone doing it to me. I never liked fingering myself."
"A woman's ass reminds me of two half melons," Frank said, relaxed. Marilyn was riding the finger now and he felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
She turned over and he smelled the perfumed scent on her body. Then she gripped the hardened cock. She kissed the plumlike head of his dick and licked it like an all-day sucker. Her big breasts swung from side to side.
"Tell me how this is," she said, and her mouth sucked in his prick. It began to swell in her mouth as she began to bob her head. Once again, he marveled at her ability to suck a man. Her lips were tight on his penis and her mouth moved up and down like something on a greased axle.
Her eyes were shut and he noticed her velvety eyebrows, which were real and blond and not painted on. There were so many women in the world with false eyebrows and eyelashes. In his mind's eye, he imagined what it was going to feel like when he put his cock in her hole. His prick felt like an iron bar in her sucking mouth.
He was sure that she smoldered when she was fucked, that she got hot and boiled! He watched the tits and thought how much they reminded him of jelly. She had wanted sympathy, when she told him about her husband, but he didn't want to give her any. It was a cruel world, and if the man couldn't handle his wife sexually, he had no business marrying her. It is a cruel world, he repeated, ruled by the stiff hard-on and the talented cunt!
"I'm going to be your soul-mate," Frank said. His cock was beginning to show signs of its gorge rising, and he reached down and slowly eased her mouth off it. When it slipped free, she looked up at him.
"I thought maybe you changed your mind and wanted to come in my mouth rather than fuel me," she said bluntly.
"Not on your life," Frank announced. "I just have to get into your pussy with my cock. I have to know what it feels like to fuck you and make you come and come." He had a lot of passion in his voice.
She moved toward him and played with his chest hair. "Am I that exciting?" she asked.
Frank shrugged. "Don't take me on a trip, you know that you are."
She reached down and gripped the wet dick. As she jerked it, he felt the craving to put it in her more strongly than ever. She seemed to sense it and she laughingly let it go and lay back on the bed, parting her legs.
"Ohhhhh, baby, stick me with that big prick," she sighed. "Shove it in me!"
He positioned himself between her legs and lifted her buttocks. His prick tip was at the entrance and he shoved, and it slowly slid into her gash.
"Ummmmmmmmmm, that feels good," she murmured.
He thrust again and he felt his balls hit the crevice of her ass. He was all the way in! She shuddered as he began to really fuck her. He could feel the throbbing of her heart and the pulsing of her body. He was sure that every nerve was tense and that every inch of her curves was feeling his presence inside her.
Her eyes were shut and she was thrusting up to meet his thrusts. He looked at her face and saw beauty there, and her hair was tousled. Her cheeks were naming with passion and excitement.
"Ball me, baby, give me all that beautiful prick," she sobbed. "Make me come!"
He balled her faster and faster and her ass began to rotate and she screamed, "I love a big prick in me. I love it! Oh, it's hard, I like that. You've got good control, that's fine, we'll come together."
Her cunt was rubbery and its mouth almost sucked his cock like her real mouth had. As she got wetter, her pussy squished as he pushed his rod in and out.
Her hairy triangle moved as the piston-prick jetted in and out.
"I love to fuck," she crooned. "I want to screw and screw!"
What a hot bitch, Frank thought. No one wants it this much all the time. No wonder the poor guy is sleeping.
The blond mane of hair tossed as Marilyn writhed. "Ohhhhh, I'm really hot!" She was utterly shameless now and she stiffened and cried Out, "I'm c-c-coooooo-mmmmmmm-iiii- nnnn-ggg!" Then she came and came again.
His prick felt sensitive and he felt his semen inching up in it and knew that it would be a short time until he gushed his red-hot load in her.
"Come in me," she pleaded. "Oh, shoot in me!"
"I will," he promised.
"Keep fucking me," she said breathlessly. "Don't stop. I think I'm going to come again. That'll be three times. It's been a long time since I-oooohhhhh, there, I'm corning. Ohhhhm ahhhhh; wow! Shoot now!"
He tried to come, but he wasn't truly ready and nothing happened. She clasped his back and her nails dug in.
"Yes, yes, don't let up, yes," she urged.
He pumped her and she was sobbing, "Shoot in me, please. I want to feel it."
He poked her and then he gripped her ass "I'm going to come," he told her. He moved his prick in and out, and then he stiffened and felt a strange sense of relief as his semen spurted into her hot cavern.
"Kiss my tits,,, she sighed.
He kissed them, first one and then the other.
She shivered as he started to get spongy between her legs.
"You shot your load. I think that your prick is starting to get soft," she whispered. She arched up, and his prick was still resilient and burrowed into her cunt.
She smiled in surprise, and Frank began to move his hips and the toiling tool moved in and out.
"Hey, it's still alive," she giggled.
His cock got harder as he laid her. Her big ass moved as she got feeling again.
"You really want to wear me out, don't you?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered.
"Why?" she quizzed.
"Very well, because I want to have a woman under me who will admit that she can't take any more."
Marilyn smiled. "Have you ever had a woman admit that?" Frank shook his head.
"You do it, lover, you fuck the very soul out of me and I'll say that and mean it."
His cock was driving in and out of her smoothly now. He felt very confident and very sure of himself. Each thrust was a splitting one now and she was hotter than before.
"Eeeeeee, fuck me, fuck me," she said, her hands going up and down his back and her legs flailing. "Shove that big cock in me!"
Frank worked within the warm embrace of her thighs and felt her pussy lips contract and tighten as his prick moved in and out. He clutched great handfuls of her buttocks. He slowed his pace, and she seemed to enjoy that.
Her quickened breathing indicated that she was about to climax again.
"Are you going to come?" he asked.
"Ummmmmmmm, yes," she announced. "In a second."
Her body trembled and she kissed him, and when she broke the kiss she smiled up at him.
"You are really some man," she crooned. "Ooooooo, and you're still hard. I like that."
They kept screwing and he worked in time with the pistonlike jerking of her hips.
"I want you to come again," she told him. "I'm going to make you."
Her cunt was like a hot mouth now, pulling and dragging on his rod. Chills shot through his body and he gasped as he felt his cock jerk and shoot hot come into her.
"There it is!" he said.
"I can feel it," she told him. "Some of your jizz is leaking out and getting on my leg.
Frank smiled to himself. Too bad that she couldn't lick it off, she liked sperm so much. She would probably like to swim in a hot sea of come, swallowing some as each wave went over her, he thought.
He gave her a few more thrusts and then his peter softened and slid out.
"No more peter," she laughed. "But I know another way that you can tire me out."
Frank lay on his back, her pussy in his face and his tongue lapping the wet crease. Her head bobbed as she licked his prick. To his surprise, it started to get half-hard as she worked it into her mouth. He furrowed her pussy with his tongue and she sucked harder. His cock, to his surprise, swelled in her mouth.
He ate her and played with her ass. Her hair tumbled about her heaving shoulders as she sucked his cock. He had never been this virile before in his life. He felt her thighs and he could feel the tense muscles as he dined lewdly in her luscious cunt. Then he felt her come, her ass stiffening, once, twice, and three times.
She kept sucking him after that until he shot his last trickle of sperm into her mouth. She lay there for a moment and then got up.
"I've had enough, lover," she sighed. "I really have."
Frank smiled. "Ill get us some beer," he said.
Frank came back with the beer and Marilyn was dressed.
"Put it down. Well drink and then we'll both go home," she said.
Frank put the grocery bag down and took out the beer cans. They were covered with cold dew drops from an icebox. He picked one up and handed it to Marilyn and then reached into the bag again and brought out a cellophane bag.
"I like pretzels with my beer, do you?" smiled Frank.
Marilyn opened the bag and took some. "Yes."
Frank sat down and opened his beer. Marilyn looked at him. 'That was great, wasn't it?" she asked. "Yes," he admitted.
"I guess I'm not a stranger any more after all that," she said.
"We're friends," grinned Frank. "Fucking friends."
Marilyn felt kittenish. "Do you feel that I would make a good whore?"
Frank rifted an eyebrow. "What an odd question."
"Not really. I hear that whores aren't really that good at it," she replied.
"Who told you that?" Frank queried.
"Men who have had whores." she admitted.
Frank glanced at her. "And what did they tell you?"
"They said that I was great," she commented.
He felt a pang of depression as he saw a string of men all being sucked by Marilyn and fucking her or sucking her in return. His face clouded.
"You are," he said, as he sipped his beer.
She was very alive and he liked that. He brushed aside his previous jealous thought. What right did he have to want her to be something special, to have kept her cunt locked? Why should she when her husband was an asshole, who couldn't make her come? He began to rationalize.
"When I get back, I'll sleep like a baby," she smiled. "You sure have some dick there. I haven't come that much in years."
"That's fine," Frank said.
He looked at her golden hair.
"You are beautiful," he complimented her. "It was lucky for both of us that we met. I feel satisfied, too."
"I'm glad." Marilyn beamed.
Rather to his annoyance, for he wanted to be wholly concentrated on his new girl, Frank wondered what in hell Lisa was doing. Or was his conscience prodding him? Lisa deserved whatever she got, he thought, for being so God damned secretive and independent.
For all they had been fucking and sucking for months now, mainly with each other, he still didn't know what her nine-to-five job was, beyond the fact that she worked for the city....
"Hey, you're still here-in body anyway," said Marilyn, teasing his limp cock with her hand.
"That's what counts, isn't it?" he replied as, rather to his surprise, it began to grow rigid still another time.
"What do you know?" he added....