Chapter 18

John the bartender opened the door to his room and let Gertie in. Gertie was the cocktail waitress in the lounge on his shift. He had been after her quite a while to make it with him and now she had agreed.

Gertie still had on her mini-outfit that she wore in the lounge. It clung suggestively to the full, rounded curves of her body, accentuating the soft fullness of her ripe bosom, the narrowness of her waist and the slight bulge on her hips.

Her long, muscular legs jutted out of the hem of the miniskirt. The material hugged the contours of her full round buttocks.

"You're beautiful," John said.

"Thank you," Gertie smiled.

She was ready, willing, and able. She let him take her dress off and unhook her bra. Her round, full, soft breasts were visible with their upright pink nipples. His hands wandered down to the narrowness of her waist, gripping her taut white flesh, and then down to the fleshy bulge of her hips.

Her garter belt held up her black silk stockings, and she had on black lace panties. He unhooked the garter belt and took it off, then the panties and finally the stockings.

"Like what you see?" she cooed.

"Love it," he replied.

She watched him as he undressed. When he was naked, she moved to him and toyed with his cock and played with his two round balls.

"Today was a rough day, huh?" she sighed, as she tormented his prick.

"Yeah, these people that come here want their money's worth," he said.

He took her to the bed and she lay down, quivering. He grinned at her and felt her vagina. It was nice and wet,

"You're ready for it, aren't you?" he asked.

"And how," she laughed.

She saw his urgent hard cock as he moved over her. He mounted her and slid his tool into her. His hands reached under and lifted her soft round buttocks. She was open for him. She moved so that he could get the hard tool in her deeper.

"Ooooohhhhh.,. God... ooohhh... God... you're tight," he sighed. She felt the jerking cock between the tender lips of her vagina. She seemed to suddenly have great empathy, and she worked with him. He drove his huge throbbing rod of flesh into her until she felt that her whole belly would split. He pounded away at her sex channel until she could feel the walls of her vagina contract around his throbbing tool.

She felt excited. "It's soooooo ggggoooooddd," she crooned to him.

She had never felt anyone as hard as him in her life. He moved his cock like a pile driver and he seemed to get deeper and deeper in her. She liked that. She liked to feel a man inside her. She began to lubricate.

He was excited. "Tell me to fuck you," he whispered into her ear.

"Puck me!" she gasped.

She felt his penis grow thicker and thicker in her. Her body felt like plastic clay as she moved under him. She pushed back hard against his driving penis.

"I want you to come in me," she told him. "I'm okay, I take the pill."

Her face was contorted with passion. She could feel the heat rise from within her.

"Are you going to come?" he asked.

"Yes, right now." Then she screamed, "NOW!"

She stiffened and he hammered his cock home, and then let out his hot load into her slit

"I'm coming, too," he said.

He felt the load shoot from his prick and push its way into her cunt.

She felt it charge into her. She was breathless. "I'll bet we have more fun than these stupid guests," Gertie said. "So do I," smiled John.