Chapter 4
Chad Cocklin was forty, looked thirty, and lived well on his hard earned money. To Chad, Gilda Loring was as much a challenge as a woman as she was a perfectionist as an employee.
In the car on the way to the restaurant, their talk turned to the office. Gilda didn't know why, but suddenly she brought the talk around to Marta Fenton.
"Lovely girl," Chad said.
Gilda thought differently. "She's like all girls her age. They're all so cheap, so vulgar in their behavior," she went on. "No one in that age bracket seems to care about decency any more. I know I come from a different generation, but sometimes I think they come from another world! Their language, even their actions are shocking! Why, the other day, I heard one of the office boys tell Marta . . . "
Gilda stopped short. What on earth had made her mention Marta's name? She didn't want to go any further with the conversation, so she tried to close it. "Oh, well, what's the use? That girl is nothing but a cheap little tramp."
Chad immediately protested. "I wouldn't say that, Gilda. It's not like you. And, besides," he added with a wicked grin, "a girl whose figure and face are that fabulous should be allowed a couple of mistakes here and there."
The subject was dropped.
The restaurant was conducive to romance. Music throbbed through Gilda the moment she arrived, alerting her senses to the sensuality of dancing. Chad ordered drinks and then asked her to dance.
The first number was awkward. When the second started, Gilda decided to relax and dive in. After her years of being a cold fish, she figured she would have to let Chad know she was finally ready.
She moved like a cat into his arms, molding her softly curved body to the contours of his own. Her firm tits caressed him just below his chest where her head rested. Her thighs pressed against his, then opened, allowing his leg to divide them and draw her even closer with each step.
Chad could feel her pussy mound pressed against his thigh. After just a few minutes of such agitation, he knew that she could feel him, too. But she didn't pull away. In fact, he felt her press closer. Her hips began a slow rotation with each step and he could feel her breath on his chest becoming slightly faster. Her arms grasped his strong shoulders tightly and, pressing her head hard against his chest, she sucked in a long breath of air.
"This isn't like you," he sighed.
"No," she replied. "This is the new Gilda Loring."
She'd let her hand slide down his side and to his crotch, to close over his erect cock. Her head came off his chest, and still maintaining contact with the rest of her body, she looked into his now flushed face. Her lips parted slightly, eager for his kiss.
This is wild! Chad thought. This broad is absolutely wild! But he didn't pull away. Her hand was running up and down his cock and she was mesmerizing him.
Ohhhhh, nice, Gilda thought. Her hand closed tighter around his prick. Good God, he's huge! His prick is as big as my arm! He's a regular bull stud!
She joined her other hand to the first and went on working his prick as it throbbed through his trousers.
Gilda couldn't remember ever having been so excited, even with Tom. Just feeling him against her had done it. But, God, the size of him! He'd kill her! Kill her or satisfy her, and she'd take that chance. She was ready. More ready than she had ever been. She could almost feel his cock in her cunt now as she massaged his hard-on firmly back and forth.
"Chad, kiss me! Now!"
His lips came down, crushing hers, her full mouth hungrily locking on his. Her tongue darted out, forcing an entry.
"God," he moaned when the dance ended, "let's get the hell out of here."
Wordlessly, she complied, knowing where everything was leading. They went silently to the car and drove to Chad's place. Gilda sat very close to him on the ride, but neither of them said more than a half dozen words. The understanding between them was too close, too intense to be put into words.
Chad lived in a building that was a complex of garden apartments. His front door, covered by a small balcony, slid noiselessy open as he turned the key. His arms closed protectively around Gilda. She hesitated for a brief instant, then stepped into his home, sure of her choice of action, fully aware of herself as a woman. Her lust swelled within her, the passionate desire pounding through her body. And she knew, by unspoken instinct, that Chad was responding, demanding her, wanting her...as she desperately wished to be wanted and desired.
Then, with a swift movement that took her completely by surprise, he lifted her into his arms and carried her through the doorway at the far end of the living room.
The outline of a double bed could be seen in the dim light. Gilda sank down into the bed's softness as Chad placed her tenderly on it. For a brief instant, their eyes locked on each other, inflaming their mutual hunger. The weight of his body crushed her. She closed her eyes. His mouth covered hers, forcing her lips apart. She yielded, feeling his hot tongue probing.
His hands sought her trembling tits, his fingers caressing the silken, milk white skin. His mouth left hers and traveled downwards, desire burning the slender line of her neck and the lush swell of her tits.
"Your dress," he muttered. He pulled it gently down. He found and undid the clasp holding her bra. With a brief movement, the dress was pushed toward her waist, revealing the fullness of her rounded torso in the low light of the room.
"Gilda, you're beautiful...you're wonderful . . . "
His words breathed scorching fire against her skin, ceasing as his lips found her nipples. Gilda gasped with the fever of the contact, lust welling up like a crazed fountain.
"There are too many damn clothes between us!" Chad's voice was harsh with desire. Quickly he ripped at his clothes and then helped Gilda slide out of the few garments that remained.
She moaned and snuggled closer to him, rubbing the palm of her hand lightly over his twitching cock. A sigh of pleasure bubbled from his lips as he stared down at her nails and the path they traced over his prick. He spread his legs to allow her access. Gilda smiled, a surge of wild desire rippling through her mind.
"Oh, baby," he whispered, "you're driving me crazy!"
"Want me to stop?" she breathed.
"No!" he groaned, struggling to keep control.
"Don't worry, I won't."
His flesh was hot and his prick hungrily wanted her magic touch. It jumped convulsively when she stroked its bulbous cock head with her fingertip.
Gilda couldn't believe she was doing such a wanton thing...it was so unlike her. Or was it? Deep down she knew that this was what she wanted a cock.
"Darling, I don't want to hold back any more," she moaned.
"Jesus, neither do I," Chad cried, as she kissed the head of his cock.
Gilda was hot. She was burning up. The drinks, the smooth, slow caresses on the dance floor, the excitement of touching Chad's cock had done their job. Never had she felt such an overwhelming need. Never had the fires of desire licked so relentlessly at her cunt.
With a whimper she came into his arms, feeling his cock slip between her thighs, allowing her to push closer.
His lips were everywhere...her tits, her throat, then his tongue was pecking at her mouth for entry.
"Oh, baby!" Chad groaned, parting her lips and driving his tongue deep.
Now! Gilda thought. Now it will happen. Now I'll let it happen. I need it so badly!
Brad was on her then, between her thighs. She felt the hugeness of his prick and again her stomach churned, but this time in fear. God, can I take it? He'll split me wide open. Panic spread over her just as he began to shove his cock in.
"Oh, Chad, please...no, I can't! You'll kill me!"
He pulled back. "I'm sorry baby...I thought you really wanted it."
"Oh, I do, Chad, I do! Can't you see that?"
"Then just relax. Really, it won't hurt much."
She reached out and grasped his big cock. "God, I want it so bad, but it's gonna kill me!"
"Just relax, baby...we'll take it slow."
He bent his head and covered her mouth with his. Gilda opened her lips eagerly to accept his probing tongue. Their tongues met and tasted one another, exchanging their mutual saliva in a blazing, passionate kiss.
His hands caressed her soft round tits in earnest as his eager tongue probed in and out of her mouth.
She wrapped her hands in his hair, kissing him even more passionately. "I want you, Chad, I want your cock in me...I want you to fuck me!"
"Soon, baby, soon. I want you good and hot first."
He began to stroke her tits more urgently with his palms, rolling his hands around the soft, smooth mounds, bringing them up to massage the hardened nipples. Then he took the taut red tips between thumb and forefinger and tweaked them into greater rigidity. Gilda moaned loudly at his caresses and she could feel hot pussy juice seeping from between the lips of her cunt.
She felt the full length of the big cock throb against her thigh. Chad gently but firmly began forcing her legs apart with the head of his great prick, and she felt it trembling there like a wedge trying to part her cuntlips.
He left his big cock just where it was, throbbing teasingly at the lips of her pussy, and clutched both her giant tits, squeezing them almost painfully, lowering his head and planting hot kisses on the succulent nipples.
"Are you ready?" he rasped, his voice almost breaking with pent up passion.
"Yes!" Gilda cried. "Oh, God, I'm ready...ready to feel your big, beautiful cock inside me!"
She started writhing beneath him, trying to get the wet furrow of her cunt close to his hard prick. She was loving what he was doing to her tits, the sensations spreading down the length of her body to her seeping pussy.
He squeezed the huge melons of her tits together, pressing against their full outer sides. Then his tongue licked between the silky globes, into the deep valley between them.
Gilda was going crazy. She asked, then begged, then demanded that he hurry and put his big cock up into her cunt.
He continued teasing her.
"Oh, Chad, please!" she finally wailed, her body writhing uncontrollably beneath him, trying to capture his throbbing cock between her thighs. "Please, I can't wait another second! I can't stand it!"
Grasping his giant cock in one hand, he maneuvered the throbbing head to the entrance of her cunt. Slowly, slowly, his prick began to find its way into the wet, juicy hole of her cunt. Gilda was ready this time. Instead of shying away from his huge cock, she lurched upward and impaled herself on half his prick.
"OHHHHHH, YESSSSS!" she wailed, the incredible sensation of his giant cock filling her cunt driving her wild with lust. "Oh, let me on top, Chad," she moaned. "I want to control it, to see it going into me!"
He pulled out and rolled beneath her until she was straddling him. He lifted her high above him, turning her, and brought her down until the delicate tip of his steel hard cock again touched her moist pussy.
"Say you want it, baby," he moaned, his eyes shining with pleasure.
"Give it to me!" she shrieked.
And he lunged upward with his hips, driving her down at the same time, impaling his cock in the soft wetness of her pussy. He began lifting her, then bringing her back down, each time pushing his cock up into her taut, begging cunt.
Gilda could feel his cock grow, get stronger, each time he lowered her down close to him.
She reached down to touch his prick where her cunt had not met him. She gasped, feeling herself wide open to greet him.
"You want more, baby?" he said. "I got lots more down there for you!" His powerful arms lifted her higher now, bringing her down hard on his giant prick.
"All of it!" she shrieked. "All of it, now!"
He let her fall to engulf his hot cock, then lifted her again, repeating the motion faster and faster.
Gilda felt as though she would die from the tremendous force searing through her guts, yet she knew she wanted more. She wriggled her ass as he pulled her down on his cock. He was groaning with pleasure. She lifted and pressed down as he pulled her. He pushed his hot prick against her cunt hole with relentless abandon. Over and over she felt that she could take no more, than his thick cock would ram into her womb, and each time her cunt sucked all of his surging cock inside it, each time she wanted more.
His big body was wet with sweat. Gilda rubbed her hands over his damp chest as she humped him, then put her fingers to her mouth to taste him. She rode him now, her inner walls holding him tight within her cunt.
She worked over his mountainous prick until she, too, was covered with sweat.
"You're some fuck, baby," he rasped. "You got some sweet wet pussy! Fuck it, baby!"
Gilda could not speak. She groaned and gasped as she felt his prick ram into her, slide out, and screw through her cunt. But she was beginning to tire. He sensed this, and with a swift movement, he was on top of her. He drove his cock home, wriggling it around in her cunt. Her body jerked convulsively and trembled as he fucked her.
"I'm gonna shoot my cum, honey!" he suddenly gasped. His giant cock twitched and jerked inside her tight cunt hole, then burst with liquid, shooting his cum into her fiery pussy.
Gilda came as he did, thrown into a new frenzy by his hot, liquid jism.
He came for minutes. His cum filled her and covered her thighs. She shook and quivered beneath his huge, sighing body.
Then he rolled over and held his spewing cock in his hands before him. Gilda followed it, grabbed it with her lips and swallowed his cum. She sucked in his last drops hungrily.
She sucked until his cock was hard again.
As easily as if she were a feather, Chad flipped her over. Suddenly she felt his finger rubbing from her cunt to her asshole. She caught her breath and twisted around, then moaned in shock when she realized what he was going to do.
"Oh, no! No, God, no! Not my ass! You're too big! NOT MY ASS!"
She felt his arms lock again like a vise around her waist. She groaned again, this time from the pressure, as his finger moved all the way in to the knuckle. She sucked in and held her breath as he began fucking it back and forth in her butt hole.
"Please...no," Gilda chanted, but then cried, "Aaaahhhh!" as a second finger joined the first.
The pressure in her asshole was intense. She splayed her legs to avoid the pain, but this only brought a third finger into play, all of them now making ever widening circles as her asshole was expanded.
Finally satisfied, Chad climbed on top of the bed. He peeled her soft, yielding ass cheeks back with his thumbs and then leaned forward to drool a large drop of saliva into the smooth white crevice of her ass.
He moved up between her legs and clamped his hands on her hips. Then he pressed forward with his cock. The head of his prick slipped easily into her already stretched asshole, and he kept right on fucking it in until all of a sudden his balls slapped softly down against her cunt.
"AAAGGGHHHHHH!" Gilda screamed. "Oh, God, you're killing meeeee!"
She felt as though someone had shoved a pipe filled with hot lead into her belly. Her asshole was filled to bursting. The pain was unbearable. More than anyone could stand. She felt herself slipping into darkness just as his hot cum shot up her ass.
He pulled out of her and moved up over her body. "Suck it one more time, Gilda! I think I can get hard again!"
"No! No, you beast!" she shrieked, rolling from the bed and searching for her clothes. "Take me home! Take me home now, you pig!"