Chapter 3
Brandi was lying in the bathtub, letting the warm water soothe her aching pussy and thinking about the events of the morning, when a strange man suddenly walked into the bathroom. She bolted straight upright in the tub, grabbing for a towel, anything, to cover her naked body.
"Who are you?" she gasped in shock and anger.
The man looked puzzled and began brushing his teeth. Well, at least he doesn't want to rape me, Brandi thought. In a way, that was kind of insuiting when you were as beautiful as Brandi was.
"What do you mean, who am I?" he mumbled through the foaming toothpaste.
The closest towel was hanging on a rack in back of the door, several feet from the tub. Brandi couldn't reach it. There was nothing she could do to cover her wet body except to cross her arms over her breasts.
"What are you doing that for?" the man laughed.
He was quite handsome, she began to notice. He had a craggy jaw and an unruly shock of black hair. His shoulders were broad. The part of his chest that she could see through his open shift front was hairy and virile. She found herself wondering about the size of his cock. It was something she had never thought about much until this morning's bout with Mike.
"You still haven't answered my question," Brandi said in measured tones. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?"
Especially since you're obviously more interested in brushing your teeth than you are in raping me, she thought. Even though I'm totally naked. And not unwilling, if the truth were known, she thought, flushing suddenly with shame. After all the fucking she had done this morning-and last night too, apparently-she couldn't imagine how she could still be feeling this way.
"Your house?" the man grinned. "Are you sure you're feeling okay, Brandi?"
Brandi gulped. He even knows my name! she thought.
"Well, it is my place," she said. "I even have a key."
"Of course you have a key," he chuckled, scratching his head. "Is this some kind of joke or something?"
"Not unless you think it's funny to walk in on naked strangers when they're taking a bath," Brandi said.
She was indignant. Still, he had begun to look hungrily at her wet shiny body. The feeling of his eyes so boldly staring at her flesh made Brandi's blood heat up again, I'm becoming a regular nympho, she thought. Wanting to go to bed with all these perfect strangers.
The man rinsed out his mouth and replaced his toothbrush, which oddly enough seemed to belong where he put it. He walked closer to the tub, looking down at her. Suddenly he bent down and scooped up her chin in one strong hand, drawing her mouth close to his.
"Let me see if this doesn't refresh your memory," he murmured.
Brandi yielded her lips to him almost eagerly. I don't know who you are, she thought, but this part I don't mind a bit. She parted her lips and let his tongue slither into her mouth. She stabbed at it with her own, kissing him back passionately.
Then she felt his hands slip through her crossed arms and grasp her warm, damp tits. He squeezed and rubbed the firm round globes urgently.
"Mmmmmmmm," she whispered in his ear. "Can't we find some place more comfortable to do this?"
"I suppose we can if you dry off," he said. "But I sort of like you wet."
Brandi threw her head back and gave a throaty laugh of pleasure.
"You want to fuck me right here in the bathtub? It might be a little messy."
But already he was pulling her up, handing her a towel. He helped her dry off, kissing parts of her body as he went.
"I don't suppose you want to tell me where you were last night," he said in a remarkably gently voice.
Brandi was puzzled. If he was someone who had a right to know, then why was he being so calm about it? And if he was someone who didn't have any right to know, then why had he asked?
"I was at a party," she said, wondering what effect that would have. "At Carla Mason's house."
She still didn't have the vaguest idea who Carla Mason was, but at least her answer sounded authentic. And it was, too.
"Mmmmmmmm," she hummed as his lips finally reached one of her tits and he drew her nipple into his mouth.
She had never known her capacity for sex was so great. All of a sudden it seemed like she couldn't get enough.
"Mmmmmmm, that feels good," she whispered. "Let's go into the bedroom."
She didn't have any trouble persuading him. He hardly took his hands off her body for a second as they stumbled down the hallway toward the bedroom. He pinched her bare ass playfully and Brandi's body trembled in surprising shivers of lust.
"Ooooohh!" she squealed, feeling her cunt ooze with fresh juice.
She fell back onto the bed, pulling him down on top of her. She didn't even bother to pull down the bedspread. He was only half out of his shirt and still had his pants on. But she could feel the hard lump of his cock through the cloth. Oh God, how I love fucking! she thought. Her mouth tore at his.
He slid out of his shirt and she helped him unzip his pants as they kissed.
"By the way, who's Carla Mason?" he asked through the kiss.
But Brandi almost didn't hear him. She slipped her hands under the elastic band of his shorts. Her fingers grazed the hot throbbing shaft of his long rigid cock. It was a good big thick one, that was all she cared about. She wasn't interested in comparing it with Mike's or anybody else's. She just wanted to feel it inside of her as quickly as possible.
"You won't believe this," she panted. "But I don't know."
But now it was his turn barely to hear her. He had shed his shorts and was completely naked now too. His rough demanding hands were all over her squirming body. He seemed to know just what it took to turn her on. He knew what drove her wild.
He knew, for example, that she loved to have her nipples sucked hard, very hard. Other men were always so careful, as if they were afraid they were going to hurt her. But not this guy. He bunched up the flesh of her throbbing tits in his rough hands. Her nipples stood up like tall cones and he attacked them savagely with his lips, sucking them fiercely.
Brandi went wild. She thrashed and moaned violently, feeling like she was going to come. In the back of her mind she remembered that she had come like this before. Was it the same guy who had done it to her this way before?
"Aaanngghhh!" she groaned. "Ohhhhnnnn, God! Oh!"
Suddenly she felt his hand in her pussy, pumping her vigorously at the same time as he sucked her. She was delirious with pleasure. She knew that a hot quick climax was about to throttle her. With her frantic hands she pushed her breasts together so that he could get both of her nipples into his mouth at the same time.
She pumped wildly with her hips, grinding her wet cunt up to his thrusting hand. He drew both of her nipples into his warm wet mouth, sucking them brutally as he fucked her pussy with his hand.
"Unh! Unh! Oh God! Unh, unh, unh!" she gasped.
She couldn't remember when she had last come so quickly. It was on her before she knew it. Hot waves of lust gushed through her blood.
"AANNGHGHHH! OONNNNEEE!" she yelped as the orgasm ripped her.
But this man knew how to handle her. He wouldn't let her come down off the orgasmic plateau. As soon as her climax began to subside, she felt his face between her thighs. He began eating her pussy in the most skillful way.
Brandi was in seventh heaven. If there was anything she loved almost more than life itself, it was having her pussy eaten. She loved to lie there on her back savoring each tiny sensation that a lover's tongue could spark in her sensitive clit and cunt.
And this guy knew just how she loved to be eaten. He nibbled and sucked at the inflamed lips of her pussy until she thought she was going to scream. Then he pulled open the lips with his thumbs and began to explore the oozing hole of her cunt with his long stroking tongue.
"Unnnn! Oh! Unnnn!" Brandi moaned incoherently.
She was unable to keep her body from churning and bucking instinctively. He held her hips steady with his strong hands and gobbled her soupy slit more and more passionately. Brandi could hardly bear the intense pleasure. She shut her eyes and clenched her teeth, shivering as the spasms of sexual heat flooded her.
"God, it feels so good! God, it feels so good!" she moaned to him. "I want it to go on forever!"
She forgot about the fact that she didn't even know his name, or why he knew so precisely how she liked to be fucked. All she could do was yield to this total bliss. Her body was alive with incredible pleasure.
He slipped his hands under her ass and squeezed he asscheeks, at the same time tickling the puckered ring of her asshole with his thumbs. While he was doing this, he began to lick her clit in the way that drove her absolutely crazy.
"Oh! Unhh! Oh God!" Brandi panted, her pelvis shuddering wildly.
God, he knows just how to make me explode! she thought crazily. How does he know it all? God, I'm going to come! Again! So quickly!
His tongue on her clit drove her into screaming delights of passion. He licked it slowly but deliberately, curling his wet tongue around and bringing gasps of wild pleasure from her as he quickly flicked it.
"Oh God!" Brandi cried out. "Ohhhhnnnnn! Oh God!"
But before she could come he suddenly flipped her body over, forcing her onto her stomach. By now she was dying for him to fuck her.
"God, put it in me!" she begged. "Please fuck me!" Get it in me! Please!"
She could feel him crouching over her. He was going to fuck her from behind, like an animal! The thought made her seethe with lust. She could feel his rock-hard prick sawing to and fro in the warm crevice of her ass. His mouth was on her supple back. His hands slipped underneath her body, scooped up her throbbing tits, and squeezed them hard.
"Ohnnnggghhh!" Brandi groaned, pushing her face into the pillow.
She gyrated her smooth ass against the rigid stalk of his pulsing prick. She reached back with her hands and carefully guided his twitching cock between the open buttery lips of her aching pussy. She held her breath as the full length of it slid into her, savoring the intense pleasure.
"Ohhhnnn yes! Yesss!" she hissed, raising her ass to give him fuller penetration.
Now his hands released her tits. He brought them back to her hips and held her steady as he began to ream her cunt methodically. His thick cock rode in and out of her streaming pussy in a firm, steady rhythm.
Brandi had been so close to coming that she thought she might go off like a bomb the moment his prick slid into her pussy. But he seemed to have complete control of her body. She would come only when he wanted her to. And right now he wanted to fuck her dog-style and get every ounce of pleasure that could be got out of it.
"Unngghh! Oh! Ohhnnnn yes-unngghh!" Brandi moaned as she gyrated her cunt back to his large relentless cock.
The slow steady rhythm of the way he fucked her had a strange effect on her. It was somehow familiar. But instead of coming right off, she underwent a slow, relentless build-up. Her body had never come down from the orgasm she had had while he was sucking her nipples.
But now it was building and swelling like the beat of a jungle drum. The tension in her body increased until she was a tight vibrating wire. It was unbearable. Brandi clenched her teeth, panting and twisting.
His big stiff prick probed the very depths of her oozing cunt. Somehow she had never felt so completely fucked by anyone before. Now he had grasped her dangling tits with one hand again, pinching her tingling nipples until they throbbed and ached. With the other hand he was again rubbing her clit.
"Anngghhh! Ohhhnnnggg!" Brandi gagged.
Her small pussy was impaled on his huge stiff rod, while right above it his fingers worked with demonic urgency on her swollen clit. Brandi thought she was going to die of pleasure. She knew her climax was only seconds away, but she wanted to eke every last ounce of joy out of this moment.
Suddenly he pushed her down flat on the bed, covering her back with his hard driving body. His cock ripped fiercely into her, lifting the lower part of her body off the sheet.
"Ungh!" she grunted, feeling his belly slap into her raised ass.
Brandi knew that his urgency now equalled hers. He was fucking her now like there was no tomorrow. Savagely his thick cock plunged in and out of her ravaged pussy. One of his hands still plucked at her throbbing nipples under her wildly writhing body. The other still swirled her throbbing clit.
Brandi mewled and whimpered, groaning with unbelievable pleasure each time she felt the huge stalk of his prick penetrate her deeply, lifting her thighs off the sheet with its fierce thrust.
"Oh God, fuck me!" she yelled. "FUCK MEEEEEE!"
His wild thrusting quickened. Their pantings and groanings intermingled. Brandi could feel his striving body pinning her to the mattress. His long cock stabbed her to the quick, making her yowl with pleasure. He reared up and into her like a mad stallion.
And suddenly, she felt a gusher overtake her. Her body was ruptured by hot bliss.
"UUNNGGGHHHEEE!" she cried out as the first spasms choked her. "UNNGGHHH! OH! ANNNGGGIIEEE!" she wailed, gyrating her ass back against his continuing thrusts.
She could feel his body stiffen too, then jerk with quick spasms as his cock went off inside of her clasping pussy. The strong fountain of his spouting prick pulsed inside the warm hole of her cunt. Hot rockets of jism spurted into her, and Brandi shuddered as fresh waves of her own climax swept through her, brought on by her excitement over his orgasm.
"AANNGGGHHHH! OHHNNEE!" she cried out again as the pleasure throttled her.
Finally she lay gasping and panting beneath him, still wincing as the powerful spasms wrenched her. He slumped on top of her back, still breathing heavily. He didn't withdraw his cock for many long minutes. And Brandi didn't want him to. She wanted to enjoy this moment as long as she could.
But finally it slipped out. He rolled her sideways and pulled her to him face to face. They kissed warmly. Brandi could still feel the afterglow of her orgasm lighting up her body. She remembered that she didn't know his name or who he was, though she was certain now that she must somehow know him.
Slipping her tongue between his lips affectionately, she stroked his limp cock with one hand.
"You certainly know how to light my fire," she whispered.
"I've had some practice," he smiled back. "You won't believe this, but I don't even know your name," Brandi said, feeling she had to risk it. "You're right," he said. "I don't believe it."
"But it's true," she insisted. "All I know is that you fuck like a dream."
Now he frowned. "I appreciate the compliment," he said. "But what do you mean, you don't know my name?"
"It's the truth. Should I?"
"You're damned right you should," he said, growing angry. "I'm your husband Ted!"