Chapter 6
Candy left her skates with the desk clerk in the lobby and took the elevator to the fifth floor. The hotel corridor was empty and poorly lighted, but then it wasn't a very plush hotel. She followed the numbers down the hallway until she reached room 516. Shifting the pizza box to her left hand, she knocked on the door.
"Yeah, come in!" a deep voice shouted from inside the room.
Candy opened the door and poked her head inside. "Moonlight Pizza, sir!" she called.
"Be right there," the voice shouted back from the next room.
Candy closed the door behind her and stood just inside the small, meagerly-furnished room. After a few moments, the other door opened and a short, stocky man came out of the bathroom, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts. He had a towel draped around his neck. He was a thickly-muscled man in his late forties. His short, curly hair was just starting to turn gray, including the wiry hair that covered his husky chest.
"Well, well, what have we here?" he boomed. "You're not the regular girl, are you?" Before she could answer, he went on. "No, of course you're not! If I'd seen you before, I would've remembered, believe you me!"
Candy smiled back at him as he approached, took the pizza box from her and tossed it casually on top of the chest of drawers.
"You'll have to forgive the way I'm dressed," he said, "Or rather, the way I'm not dressed! You just caught me coming out of the shower. My name's Garry. What's yours?"
"Candy."
"Well, well. Candy, eh?" He chuckled. "And I must say, Candy, you look good enough to eat!"
She liked him from the moment she saw him. He was robust and cordial, full of good-natured heartiness and the joy of living. And somehow, Candy got the feeling that he'd done his share of living. And expected to do a lot more.
"Would you like to, Garry?"
"Eh? Like to do what?"
"Eat me?"
For a second or two, Gary just stared at the cute, innocent-looking teenager, then threw back his head and burst into laughter.
"Damn! I like a gal who gets right to the point, without any silly pretense!"
He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked her over for a moment without speaking, his eyes taking in the big tits pushing out against the front of her halter, then he glanced down over her trim waist, round little ass and long, curvy legs. He paused for a moment, his eyes studying the way the crotch seam of her shorts dug into the plump little mound of her pussy.
"I had an arrangement with the other girl," he said suddenly. "Fifty for a blow-job, one and a half for a straight fuck. That all right with you?"
Candy was stunned. For a second, she thought she must have heard him wrong. She'd been making good tips right along, and especially whenever she delivered a little something extra along with the pizza. But this!
She wondered if she ought to mention that she probably would have done it for nothing, anyway.
She was feeling pretty horny. She liked Garry, and she liked the steadily growing cock bulge she saw in the crotch of his shorts. The fact that he was old enough to be her father somehow only added spice to the idea.
With a bold smile, Candy sat down on his lap and put one arm around his neck, rubbing his broad chest with the palm of her other hand. She kissed the side of his neck and his ear. She felt his cock meat start to lurch against her ass cheeks as she squirmed around on his lap.
"Mmmmmmmm, you're hot to trot, aren't you, Candy? This means more than just some money to you, doesn't it?"
"That's right, lover!" she whispered into his ear. "It means a nice big piece of that lovely cock I feel poking me in the ass! I wanna feel your prick sticking into my hot little cunt!"
Candy got up and pulled him to his feet, then knelt down in front of him and pulled down his shorts. His cock was long and amazingly thick. The bloated cock head bobbed erotically while the fat prick shaft throbbed and quivered in anticipation.
Garry stepped out of his shorts and kicked them away. "Your turn, honey," he said.
Candy turned her back to him and smiled over her shoulder. "Would you mind giving me a hand with my top, lover?"
"Mind? Why I should say not! My pleasure!"
Garry unfastened the back of her halter top with experienced ease, then slid his hands under her arms to cup her tits from behind. He played with the handfuls of ripe tit meat, bouncing her firm tit mounds on his palms and thumbing the pointed nipples.
Candy wiggled her ass, rubbing it against his stiff prick shaft.
Garry bent over and tugged down her scanty shorts, leaving only a pair of thin bikini panties patially covering her shapely ass cheeks. Quickly, he yanked her panties down over her curvaceous legs and helped her step out of them and her shorts. Then he stood up and embraced her from behind, one hand toying with her tit flesh and the other cupped over her hairy cunt mound, rubbing gently.
Candy leaned back into his arms, moaning softly as he caressed her pussy furrow and kneaded her tits. His swollen cock head was jabbing firmly into the crack of her ass. He kissed her creamy shoulders and the nape of her neck and licked inside her ear, nipping lightly at her lobe. She squealed wantonly, loving every delicious second of it.
Slowly, Candy turned in his arms and dropped to her knees, rubbing her plump tits against his body, from chest to thighs. She ran the back of her forefinger up and down the underside of his shuddering cock, smiling up at him.
"Tell you what, lover. As a special introductory offer, I'll charge the regular rate for the fuck-and throw in the blow-job for free!" Candy's ripe lips closed around the knobby head of his prick shaft.
"Uummmmm! Yeah, honey, yeah! Go to it!"
Candy's mouth was stretched as wide as she could get it, and even then it was a strain to take in all of the width of his colossal cock shaft. Garry had one of the thickest pricks she had ever wrapped her juicy lips around, and his cock tasted as good as it looked. She licked over the smooth-skinned head of his prick rod with the flat of her tongue as she bobbed her head, sliding the fat cock shaft back and forth between her pursed lips.
Garry started moaning almost at once, and was soon gasping noisily with every greedy slurp of her mouth. His fingers were coiled into her silky hair, pulling and pushing on her head, feeding his huge cock staff into her warm, wet mouth, then working it back out between her tightly ovaled lips.
Candy tickled his big, hairy balls with her fingertips, feeling the hard, heavy balls roll and quiver inside their tight sac. Her tongue swirled around and over the plunging cock shaft in her mouth.
"Man, oh,, man," Garry groaned. "I'm gonna shoot my load any time now! I'm gonna fill that sexy little mouth of yours with my cum!"
"Uuummmmmmmmm!" Candy moaned around the skewering chunk of prick flesh, trying to let him know that she wanted exactly that ... she wanted to drink his sweet cum fresh from his hot balls.
"Oohhh, you sweet little cock-sucker, you! I'm almost there! Just a little bit more ... mmmmmm ... aahhh, Christ, here it is ... here I come, baby ... drink it down ... uugghhhhh!"
Thick, hot, savory jism was pouring into Candy's mouth from his spasming cock head, pumping out in strong, relentless gushes. She sucked and slurped and swallowed, working frantically to keep up with the streaming, churning flow of cum. As soon as she swallowed one mouthful, another gushed out of his throbbing prick rod.
Garry slumped backward against the bed, sprawling out over the mattress, and Candy went with him. She crawled in greedily between his legs, holding his twitching balls in one hand, her mouth still clamped tightly around his trembling prick meat. She nursed on his shriveling cock until the last drops of his cum had dribbled down her throat, then she started licking his slimy cock staff clean.
"Oh, God Almighty, baby!" Garry gasped. "That was wonderful! You're a natural cocksucker. You know that?"
"Thank you, sir," Candy giggled.
She gave the head of his cock a tender little kiss and began lapping at his balls. When she felt his prick respond, she moved upward over his flat belly and broad chest, rubbing her warm tits against his reawakening cock meat.
"C'mon up here, honey, and lemme play with those sweet tits of yours awhile! That'll get me hard again in a hurry!"
Candy curled up next to him on the bed, cooing softly as his lips closed around one of her stiff, spongy tit tips. His agile tongue began teasingly caressing the pink nubbin.
"Oohhh, you're naughty!" she squealed.
Garry hummed softly to himself, the vibrations rippling throughout the solid mound of her tit. Candy squirmed and purred with hot-assed pleasure.
Her pussy slit was quivering and itching with need. A steady supply of warm pussy juice was leaking out between the snug folds of her cunt. She just couldn't resist the sluttish desire to slip her finger inside her cunt and stir up the buttery cunt cream. Her finger stroked in and out of her pungent cunt furrow while Garry sucked and nibbled on her fat nipples.
Between his mouth and tongue on her tits, and her own finger in her fuck-hole, Candy was feeling so completely horny that only a nice long cum would relieve her. She rolled onto her back, spreading her thighs wide and shoving two fingers far up into her greasy pussy.
Garry crouched over her, kneading one tit in his hand while he kissed and sucked the other tit. "My, my, my! You're a hot little thing, aren't you?" he chuckled, raising his head and smiling down at her.
Candy squirmed and twisted on the bed, her fingers fucking in and out of her hot young pussy gash. Her hand was drenched in cunt juice all the way to the wrist.
"Oh, please, lover, keep suckin' my tits!" Candy gurgled, her thumb diddling her stiff little clit. "Help me cum by suckin' on my tits!"
"I can do better'n that, honey!" he assured her.
Garry crawled down and knelt between her widespread legs, pushing his face boldly against her drooling pussy mound. His tongue snaked out and brushed over the plump, fleshy folds of her fuckhole. Candy squealed hotly and pulled her hand out of her cunt, giving him complete freedom.
"Oohhh, lover! Yeessss! Eat me, lover, eat me out good!" she whimpered, bracing her feet and pushing her wet pussy up into his burrowing face.
Garry's long tongue lapped up over her slimy cunt lips and across her shivering clit nubbin. Candy felt a hot flash of sluttish delight shoot up her spine. She grabbed him by the hair and mashed his face down into her streaming pussy hole.
"Aahhh, Garry, lover, your tongue feels wonderful on my cunt!" she squealed merrily. "You're so good to me, lover, so fuckin' good!"
Candy squirmed and shuddered with the jolts of whorish delight spreading out from her cunt. Not many of her high-school boyfriends had ever bothered to eat out her pussy. Most of them thought cunt-sucking was too gross. But this mature, fun-loving man knew what it took to turn on a hot-blooded young teenager. It seemed to her as if he was one huge tongue, and that tongue wanted nothing more than to lick and slurp and lap at her tasty little pussy slit!
Garry's hand slipped underneath her squirmy ass to fondle and caress her smooth ass cheeks as his tongue wormed deeper and deeper into her churning pussy hole. The man's tongue seemed to be fucking her better than any cock ever had. His tongue diddled her clit and stroked her cunt lips and swirled over the slippery inner walls of her pussy.
"Oohhh, lover, I'm gonna cum soon!" Candy panted, her mind spinning with obscene lust.
Garry lifted his face from her foaming cunt. His face was soaked with the warm, tangy cunt juices leaking out of her bubbly cunt.
"Oh no you're not, honey!" he told her with a lewd wink. "First I'm gonna fuck the hell outta this hot little pussy of yours!"
Quickly, Garry got to his knees and guided the meaty head of his cock rod against the snug, well-licked slot of her cunt. He slumped down over her, his hands closing over her big, jiggly tit mounds while his fat prick fucked up into the hot depths of her pussy flesh. He wiggled his hips, rubbing his crotch tightly into hers, his cock pole completely embedded within the tight channel of her cunt.
"Hhuuummmm," Candy cooed. "Yeah, lover, fuck me! Fuck my ass off 'n' drown me in cum!" She pumped her hips beneath his and coiled her long legs tightly around his waist.
Garry had one fleshy, upstanding tit in each hand, and he kneaded and tweaked her rubbery tit globes as he pounded his thick cock shaft in and out of her slobbering cunt hole. Candy fucked back against him, rolling her hips from side to side, rotating her cunt around his pistoning cock rod.
"You ... hot ... assed ... little ... bitch...." Garry muttered, his words timed to the savage fuck-thrusts his prick meat was making into her gooey pussy. "You're ... the greatest...."
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Candy moaned. "Lemme have it, honey! Make me cum, lover! Make me cum!" She felt the first surges of climax sweeping through her hot young body.
"Aahhh, shit! Your cunt's like another mouth! It's gonna suck the cum right outta my prick!"
Candy felt his hard balls banging into the crack of her ass, felt his balls fluttering and shivering as they got ready to spew his hot cum into her sucking pussy. Then, suddenly, the thick, boiling gobs of jism were gushing, spurting out of his fat cock head, drenching the slick walls of her cunt, sending more orgasmic waves rushing into every part of her spasming body. Candy bathed his erupting prick meat in her own gooey cunt juice, helping him fill her fuck-tunnel with hot, thick cum.
"Oohhh, it's beautiful!" Candy whimpered. She hugged him tightly with her arms and legs, bouncing and rolling on the bed as a long, thrilling string of orgasms rippled through her cunt. "It's just so fuckin' beautiful!"
Finally, the two of them relaxed and curled up together into a snug, sweaty heap on the rumpled bedspread.
"Well, you certainly earned your pay that time!" Garry sighed happily.
Candy was reminded that she had agreed to take money for letting him fuck her. She giggled at the idea of getting paid for doing something so enjoyable.