Chapter 5
All Karen knew about Charlie Farrell was that he had a big-titted wife and an eye for the girls in the office. She caught his eyes on her body more than once, and when he finally invited her to lunch, it came as no surprise.
He took her to an expensive restaurant on top of one of the hotels. It was all very convenient. If they ended up in bed, they'd have a hotel right there. She suspected Don Graham had told Charlie Farrell she liked fun and games, and she didn't mind that a bit. It would just make everything that much easier.
In an intimate booth in the restaurant, they quickly became cozy with each other. By the time the main course arrived, they were holding hands and pecking at each other's cheeks.
"Tell me about your wife," Karen said.
She dropped her hand down to his thigh and gently squeezed to get the feel of his muscles. He was an attractive man. She had made up her mind that she would definitely go to bed with him as soon as he asked. It was more than just her plans to move up in the company-Don Graham was getting boring and she needed a good fuck.
She wondered what Charlie Farrell looked like without clothes. She wondered about the size of his cock. He seemed to be a man who took care of his body and she wanted very much to sample what he had to offer. She would eventually get him to help her become the president's secretary, but in the meantime, she might as well enjoy herself!
"I've been married fifteen years," Charlie said. "Sometimes it gets boring."
Karen gave him an understanding nod. "Variety is the spice of life," she said.
"Yeah, it sure is. Say, do you mind if I ask you an off-beat question? I mean, you won't get offended or anything, will you?"
Karen smiled. "Try me."
"It's a little far-out, I'm warning you."
"I've been warned. Now what's the question?"
He fiddled with his napkin and finally came out with it. "Do you think its nutty for a guy to want to give it to a woman in her ass?"
Karen opened her eyes wide. Then she giggled. "You mean fuck her in the ass?"
His face flushed, Charlie shrugged. "I thought maybe you wouldn't like those words. Yeah, that's what I mean-ass-fucking."
"I don't mind those words," Karen laughed. "They're just words, aren't they? I think people ought to be frank with each other."
"Do you think ass-fucking is weird?"
Karen kissed his cheek, squeezed his thigh, and smiled. "Speaking- as a woman, how can anything that feels so good be weird?"
Charlie gasped and grinned. "Jesus H. Christ!"
Twenty minutes later they rushed off to one of the hotel rooms.
"Maybe I'm too easy," Karen said, her fingers unbuttoning his shirt near a window overlooking the city.
"Listen," Charlie replied. "I've been dying to get into your pants for weeks. You haven't been easy at all."
Karen smiled. She looked down at the obvious bulge at the front of his pants, "Do I turn you on?"
"I like big tits and a curvy ass, and you've got both."
His hands moved up to cup her tits through her blouse and bra. It was the first time he'd really touched her and they both remained motionless to savor the moment.
"Fantastic tits," he said. "Grapefruit-sized tits are the best kind."
Karen laughed and reached down to squeeze his hard-on through the material of his pants. She fondled his cock and balls and thrilled at the heat and size of him. He was weli-hung, a strong man with more than enough cock to make her happy. She had more or less promised him her ass, but if he got her hot enough, she wouldn't mind his big cock hurting her a little.
She undressed for him. She first peeled off her blouse and bra to give him the full effect of her naked tits. Then they moved into each other's arms and their mouths merged in a deep kiss. They sucked each other's tongues with wet slurping noises. He put his hands on her tits again, but this time he lowered his head and sucked each of her nipples in turn until they were long and stiff.
Then he straightened up and dropped his pants. Karen's hands scrambled at the waistband of his briefs and pulled them off his ass. He had a gorgeous cock, thick and long, with a glistening circumcised head and thick blue veins. His cock was broad and red and hot-looking. She put one hand on his ass and the other on his prick. Her fingers wrapped around his coekshaft and squeezed.
"Hurry," she said. "Let's get out of our clothes and get on the bed!"
Moments later they were both naked and stretched out beside each other on the mattress. Their lips welded in a hot kiss. His hands probed and fondled her meaty ass.
"Mmmmmmm!" she purred. "Your hands feel good!"
She ran her fingers up and down the underside of his bloated, throbbing cock. His balls were big and swollen, like chicken eggs in a leathery wrinkled sac, promising a heavy load of hot jism.
Bringing his hand around from her ass, he fingered the lips of her cunt.
"Go down on me," Karen whispered. "I love having my pussy licked."
Charlie grinned. "You're sure not bashful about asking for it!"
He shifted his body to get his head down to her belly. With a sultry look she flung one leg to the side to fully expose her juice-drenched hairy cunt. Grunting at all the pink meat under his face, Charlie kissed the inside of her fleshy thigh. Then his face move up and he kissed her fat cuntlips./
"I love it!" Karen purred.
She raised up her ass to mash her cunt against his mouth. His tongue sliding out over his lower lip, he began lapping her pussy with broad strokes. She spread her thighs wider and raised her ass higher as his lapping tongue swung from side to side.
Stiffening his tongue, he probed the slot between her puffy cuntlips. Then he slid his tongue down and stuffed it into her brimming cunthole.
"Ooooohhh! Oh, yes, I can feel that!" Karen hissed.
His hands gripped her ass and his fingers splayed out to clutch her smooth flesh. She squealed at the first touch of his finger on her tight puckered asshole, her hips squirming as he tickled her sensitive shitter.
"You sure get on the target in a hurry!" Karen laughed.
Charlie grinned. "We've got to get back to work, don't we?*' Looking down at his hand, he screwed his middle finger into Karen's winking shithole.
"Oh, Jesus!" she groaned.
The feel of his finger was wonderful. She'd lost count of how many times she'd had her asshole probed by fingers and cocks, but the feeling of being stuffed and stretched was always terribly exciting. She loved getting buggered, provided the man knew what he was doing. The best man for the job was always a man who was really turned on by ass-fucking. Charlie seemed to meet all the requirements!
He was finger-fucking her ass now, piston-ing his finger in and out of her asshole and slamming his kuckles against her ass at the end of each stroke.
She groaned each time his digit pushed deep inside her shit-tube. There was no pain at all, at least not with a mere finger. She decided she really had two holes, front and back, cunt and asshole, two cock-happy holes, always ready to be filled.
"Hey," Charlie grunted. "You really dig this, don't you?"
"It feels good!" she replied.
"How long have you been ass-fucking? I mean how old were you when you first did it?"
"Sixteen," Karen gasped. "What difference does it make?"
"I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"No, you idiot, I love it!"
"Can you come just by having a cock in your ass? I've heard some women are like that."
"Oh, shit!" Karen cried. "Put your fucking cock in there! I can't take this any more!"
Popping his finger out of her ass, he rolled her over on her belly. His knees between her thighs, he pressed his chest on her back and his cock in the crack of her butt. He pushed his weight down against her body and groaned with excitement.
"I'm going to fuck your sweet little asshole!" he hissed. "Right up the old dirt road! The first time I saw you wiggle your ass in the office, I thought about getting a piece of it, and now is the time! Every time you take a shit you're going to think about me. That's what you want, isn't it?"
"Yes!" Karen groaned. "Let me get on my knees, it's easier that way."
When she raised up her body to a kneeling position, he curved himself over her back, his cock sliding in the crack of her ass and his hands jiggling her hanging tits.
"There's some hand lotion in my purse," Karen said, her breath rasping with excitment.
Charlie laughed. "Fuck the lotion.' I'll use some spit!"
A moment later she felt something wet against her asshole and realized it was Charlie's mouth. A shudder of intense lust rippled through her body. He sucked her asshole with a wet slurping noise.
"Oh, you fucking bastard, that's marvelous!" she cried.
He finally pulled his mouth away and rose up to massage her asshole with the head of his cock. She could feel the heat of it. The image of his plum-shaped knob pressing against her shithole made her tremble. There was always a chance of getting hurt. She positioned her legs and thighs in a frog-like crouch to loosen her ass muscles. Now she reached back and pulled her asscheeks open to invite him in.
A deep growl of frenzied passion came out of Charlie's throat when he saw her hands pry open her ass under his eyes. He pushed his cock forward, his cockhead slowly stretching the dark ring of her asshole, his cockshaft slowly and steadily sliding into the hot tunnel of her shit-tube. He was soon in up to the hilt, his balls pressing against the bottom of Karen's hairy cuntlips.
She moaned. She felt as though she were skewered by a huge log. The muscles of her ass sang with a mixture of pleasure and pain. She could feel the lovely heat of his cock warming her insides. She could feel his heavy balls dangling against her swollen cunt.
"Fuck me!" she sobbed. "Give it to met"
Drunk with the passion of the moment and the force of his obsession, Charlie managed a grunt and began moving his cock slowly in and out of her upturned ass.
"Oh, you sweet baby!" he moaned. "What a sweet little asshole! You're so fucking warm and tight, it's the living fucking end!"
The slow piston-like movement of his cockshaft brought a small delicious burning to her asshole. Mewling sounds coming out of her throat, she tightened the cheeks of her ass and swiveled her hips as he continued fucking.
Now he clutched her hips with his fingers, the air gushing in and out of his lungs as he wheezed and shuddered with exertion and excitement. He soon began gyrating his ass in a frenzy of lust, grinding and corkscrewing his pelvis, slamming his crotch against her wriggling butt.
"Fuck me!" Karen groaned, "fuck me hard!"
Their grunts and groans were counter-pointed by the smacking sounds of flesh against flesh. Karen had sweat dripping off her face and cunt juice streaming down the insides of her thighs. Her wheezing and snorting were a match for Charlie's. Her meaty ass serving as a pad for his pounding belly, she could no longer distinguish between her cunthole and asshole. Her crotch was just one big hole plugged by an enormous slab of cock.
She suddenly abandoned her doubled over position. The change made her asshole tighten around his cock, and Charlie groaned with the pleasure of it. Her ass swelled against his belly and her inner thighs squeezed against his legs.
Then he made another, more forceful thrust and her ass rose up to meet him. His cock sank deliciously into the depths of her quivering asshole. Grinding his balls on her cunt, he cried out.
"I'm coming! Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!"
"Oh, baby, give it to me!" Karen moaned. "Give me all of it!"
As their bodies shuddered in the throes of mutual spasms, his cock spewed out a flood of thick hot jism into the depths of her convulsing butt.
The people in the office thought Charlie Farrell was a humdrum, ordinary kind of guy, but Karen soon discovered he had more than one kink.
He seemed obsessed with her ass. She'd always thought she had a more or less ordinary ass, attractive enough, but Charlie behaved as though her ass was the only part of her body that really counted. He pinched and probed and squeezed and fondled it at every opportunity, and he fucked her asshole often enough to leave her poor little butthole feeling permanently raw. She'd been fucked in the ass before, but only occasionally. It was a new sensation to walk around feeling her asshole permanently stretched. The craziest thing of all was that she loved it!
Her objective, of course, was more than a good bout of ass-fucking. Her objective was to take the place of a quiet thirty-year-old woman named Marylou Smith. Marylou was stodgy and colorless and acted as if her entire world consisted of her steno pads and her collection of pencils, but she was the president's secretary and that made her important. Charlie Farrell did not think Marylou would ever consider moving to another office.
"She's been there ten years," Charlie said. "I don't think the boss gives a damn who he has as a secretary, provided she knows how to type, but ten years is ten years."
"I'll do anything to get that job," Karen said. She wiggled her hips and smiled at him coyly. *TII make it really nice for you, Charlie."
In exchange for the promise of a wild fuck, Charlie agreed to help Karen get Marylou's job, provided Marylou was willing to move. The wild fuck was to take place in the office after work on the following Friday. Charlie claimed the hotel bills were wiping him out and he was too cautious to go to Karen's apartment. Karen liked the idea of using the office-the element of danger made things exciting. She had no idea that using the office would turn out to be a lucky stroke.
When the day arrived for Karen to make good her promise to Charlie, she found herself tingling with uncertainty. She had promised Charlie she would do anything he wanted and she was a little uneasy about what he would make her do. Or what he would do to her. He was a strange man, Charlie was, and maybe a little too strange for Karen's comfort.
Charlie, however, reassured her. "Just some solid ass-fucking," he said.
Karen ws relieved. She decided to thank him by making sure he had a good time. When they were finally alone in the office, she kissed him and pressed her pussy up against the bulge in his pants.
"I'll do a striptease for you," she said seductively. "Would you like that?"
"Shit, yeah!" Charlie laughed. "Show me what you've got, baby!"
It was only a game, but Karen always found it exciting to turn a man on just by showing her body. Humming a tune as she walked back and forth across the room, she wiggled her ass provocatively and began undressing.
First came the skirt. Charlie whistled when she tossed the skirt away and faced him wearing a hip-length blouse, see-through pantyhose, and high heels. She was without panties and the pantyhose material was sheer enough to show her bush of cunt hair. She pumped her pussy at him suggestively.
"You like?"
"You've got great legs," Charlie smiled.
"And what about this?" Karen said, turning to show him her pantyhose-covered ass.
"That's even nicer!"
Keeping her back toward him, she wiggled her ass and slowly pushed down her pantyhose to expose her asscheeks.
"Jesus!" Charlie breathed.
When she had her pantyhose down to mid-thigh, she moved her legs apart, leaned forward, and reached her hands back to pull open her asscheeks.
Charlie groaned at the sight of her winking brown asshole. "Christ, that turns me on!"
Striving to excite him to the maximum, Karen held the pose as long as she could. When she finally straightened up, she moved to him, ran her hands down the front of his chest, and probed his crotch. She cupped his balls and massaged his cock.
"I love your big cock," she said.
Pulling his zipper down to open his fly, she grabbed his cock and balls with both hands and brought them out into the air.
"Come on, fuck me!" she groaned. "I can't take this any more! I need fucking!"
They abandoned the idea of any more games. They quickly stripped off all their clothes. Karen giggled when Charlie suggested she take his cock in her ass while sitting on his lap.
"It's worth a try," she laughed.
She sat on his lap with her back to his face and the mounds of her asscheeks closing around his cock. They delayed penetration in order to savor the full effect. She leaned her head on his shoulder while Charlie played with her tits and cunt. He pushed two fingers deep inside her cunthole and churned her juices with a finger-fucking motion. Karen squirmed her ass with pleasure. She finally lifted up a bit and Charlie pressed his swollen cockhead against her asshole.
"Yes!" she hissed. "Give it to me!"
Her asshole was stretched open enough after the weeks of ass-fucking to take him in easily. She had seven inches of hard cock probing her shit-tube when the office door suddenly opened and a woman stared at them with an amazed look on her face.
"Oh, my, excuse me!" the woman said. "I thought ..."
Without finishing the sentence, the woman slammed the door shut and ran off.
The woman was Marylou Smith, secretary to the president of the company.