Chapter 2

"Did your fat mayor husband ever do that for you?" David asked.

"I told you. He always said it was dirty. He's always thought my cunt was just a container. He puts his cock into it. He never lasts more than a minute or two. I've had to try other men to get satisfaction. But none of them ever did that."

"And I had to blackmail you," he observed.

She looked at him open and honestly. "Never again. All you have to do is yell and I'll come running. I mean that. I don't know why but I want you more than anything else in the world."

"You're just a cunt," he said cruelly. "A cunt for my cock."

"I'll be anything you want me to be," she said.

"Then you must be ready to fuck. Because that's what I'm ready to do."

She looked up at his big, throbbing cock protruding from his trousers. She hadn't really taken a good look at it before. Her eyes opened wide. She wondered how his prick would feel. It looked like too much for her. She marveled at the juices that were already warming her body. "Yes," she said. "I'm ready."

"Then take my clothes off." She bent to her task with quick hands. In a moment she had unbuckled his belt. She slid to her knees beside the bed and pulled them down. She had trouble getting his briefs down over his cock, but she managed.

She had never thought of a man's cock as beautiful before, but David Marx's cock was really beautiful. It stood out like a rigid sword. The tip was pink and flushed. There was a little spot of jism on the end.

His balls hung down heavy and she touched them. She rolled the sac in her fingers, and David groaned.

Suddenly she couldn't resist kissing his balls. Her husband had tried to get her to do that for him many times. She had always said it was ugly. But David Marx had just given her so much pleasure.

She bent her head as she touched the underside of his balls with her tongue. There was nothing bad-tasting about them. She opened her mouth and gently sucked one of the balls into her mouth.

"That's it," he said. "That'sit."

David sat down on the edge of the bed and she moved so that she was between his legs. At his urging, she ran her tongue once again to the underside of his scrotum. She licked up to his asshole, then she stopped.

He would not allow her to stop. His guiding hands forced her back to his asshole. She saw the little pink hole. It was what he wanted and she would deny him nothing. Her tongue slipped into the crack of his ass and he groaned.

She had never done anything like this to a man before and she soon found herself enjoying it. Like her husband, other men had asked her to. She had always thought she wouldn't like the taste of a cock. Now she could hardly wait until she got his prick in her mouth.

She went back to his balls. She kissed them tenderly and sucked them into her mouth. She softly rolled them in her mouth.

David was softly moaning as his balls slipped out of her mouth and she began to tongue his shaft. Her lips moved over the head of his cock. He tasted salty and manly. She sucked his glans a moment and then she slipped his cock deeper into her throat. She brought a hand up to cup his pulsating balls.

She found that she was really enjoying herself. She wished that someone had forced her to do this a long time before. She had been missing something. She liked the feeling of having his cock in her mouth. She twirled her tongue around his cock. He moaned.

"God," he said. "You really are a cocksucker. A natural." .

She laughed deep and took more of his cock-shaft into her throat. Her tongue found the slit in the head and she teased it with her tongue.

"Wait," he said. "I'm going to cum. I want to fuck you first. I want to get inside of your pussy. I want to fuck you slow and easy. Later I'll let you taste my cum."

"Yes," she said. She climbed onto the bed and opened her legs so that he looked right into her golden gash.

There was no shame in her as his eyes searched every part of her cunt. There was nothing she had to hide. Her hands came up to cup her tits and push them out at him. This time she wasn't trying to snub him. This time she was offering everything she had.

She watched as he stripped off the rest of his clothes. Her eyes grew wide. With his shirt off, she saw that he looked like a sex machine. His chest was firm and covered with crinkly black hairs. His stomach was flat. His cock was the biggest one she had ever seen. She knew she wanted him inside of her and quickly.

"Damn," she said softly. "Why do you need to blackmail anybody?"

"It's more fun this way," he said. "This way I can own you as well as fuck you."

He climbed into bed beside her and moved up until his cock was resting on her golden nest. She spread her thighs wider so that he would have no trouble. It sent tingles through her entire body to have his hard chest pressed against her tits. Her cunt was already wet with her juices and bursting with impatience.

"Fuck me!" she pleaded.

"You in a hurry?" he asked in a teasing voice.

"Get your cock in me," she said.

David was past the point of teasing. He plunged his prick into her and she gave a cry. Her pussy was wet and warm around his cock. He began to fuck her as he had promised-in slow and easy strokes. It felt good.

"Feel my balls," he said.

Her experienced hand slipped beneath his sac and she gently squeezed his balls as he fucked her.

"So heavy," she said. "All that cum in there just for me?"

"All for you," he promised. "I'm going to blow the top of your head off. I'm going to give you more than you ever thought about having."

"Yes," she begged. "Give it all to me. I want every bit of it."

For a middle-aged woman, her pussy was incredibly tight. Her pussy walls closed around his cock as if she were a virgin. It was like unused pussy. Well, he was going to use it. He was going to get all of the fucking out of it that it had not been getting for so many years. The mayor may not have been giving her cunt all the attention it needed, but David sure was.

He began to slam his prick furiously into her pussy. No longer could he fuck soft and easy.

She was feeling it too. Her ass was coming up off the bed with each long stroke.

"So deep," she was moaning. "So DEEP!"

From deep in his balls he could feel it coming. It was going to be a gusher. His balls burned. He felt her start to jerk as she approached climax. He knew that he was not going to be able to wait much longer.

"God!" she said, her hand squeezing his balls. "It's so good! Do me! Fuck my cunt! Give me all your cum! I'm ready for it! Every bit...."

"Get ready!" he cried.

He was only too happy to give his cum to her. He drove his cock deep inside of her. It was too much for him to take. He felt the heat rise in his balls, and he began to pour out his cum in jerking strokes.

She was right behind him. A moment later she gave a shudder and screamed at her second explosive climax of the evening.

"So good," she cried. "So good."

He changed places quickly so that his prick was at her mouth. She sucked his prick into her mouth. Her tongue licked the salty taste from his cock. Her mouth left his prick to kiss his balls.

"You're a good fuck," he said, getting up from the bed. "I knew you were going to be."

"Are you finished with me?" she asked. "I have to get home before five."

"No," he said. "I'm not finished with you yet."

"What do you want now?" she asked. "Money?"

"What use do I have for money? My father left me all I'll ever need. No. I have something far more interesting in mind."

Patricia Miller felt an instant warmness in her cunt. She didn't know what else David had in mind, but somehow she knew she was going to enjoy it.

He opened the closet door. He had a camera set up there on a tripod. "Pictures?" she asked.

"Yes. I like a few pictures. Something for my old age."

She posed for him while he snapped half a roll of film. She had never been put into positions like he forced her into. It was shameful.

He took pictures of her blonde cunt. Still, she didn't argue. In fact, she kept feeling warmer as he positioned her. It was exciting for her to know that he was going to have pictures of her like this.

"Now put your panties and bra back on."

"Put them on? You mean you want me to put my clothes back on?"

There was a questioning, hurt sound in her voice.

David almost laughed out loud. He knew that she had been longing for another session in bed. She'd already prepared for it in her mind. Her cunt was already warm and ready. She didn't want to be sent home in her condition.

"Cheer up," he said. "You'll have them back off fast enough."

"But what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to try a simple experiment. I've been thinking about this for a while. In a few minutes we're going to have some company."

"Company?" Patricia's voice was shocked. "You said nobody else would know! You said that you'd keep it a secret! That's the only reason I agreed."

"Calm down. Nobody's going to know. The person who's coming is not going to tell anybody about anything. She also belongs to me."

He watched Patricia as she got up off the bed and started gathering up her bra and panties. Damn, but she had a fine body. The finest he had ever looked at. David was going to enjoy the next few minutes.

"Who's coming?" Patricia asked.

"You know mousy Melissa Dobbs."

"Of course I know her! She's my next-door neighbor. Oh my God!" Patricia was shocked again. "You don't mean that Melissa is one of your girls! What did that poor thing ever do that was bad enough to come to you?"

"Now you wouldn't want me telling that," he laughed. "But she is mousy. I only fucked her once and she was the worst fuck I've ever had. I couldn't get her to move no matter what I did. She was as cold as an Eskimo."

Patricia finished putting her bra and panties on. "Well, if you couldn't get her hot, then nobody could."

"Thanks for the compliment. That's what I thought at first. But then I thought of something else. Maybe men just don't turn her on. Maybe a woman."

Patricia looked at him curiously.

"I watched Melissa for a while. I noticed that she looks at women a lot. Especially at you. When you're out by the pool in your swimsuit, Melissa seems to be always coming and going. I think she likes to look at your tits."

"A lot of people look at my tits," Patricia shrugged. "Both men and women. They just can't believe that they're real."

"That's true. But I think she looks at your tits a little more than the average person. I have the feeling that she's just waiting for a chance to get her little pink tongue on them."

"You mean me and her?"

"That's exactly what I mean. And don't try to look shocked or innocent. I can tell you're excited by the idea. Anyway, she's on her way over and she's going to eat your cunt."

There was a soft, timid knock on the door.

"That must be our friend," David said. "Open the door for her. You ought to knock her eyes out."