Chapter 8
It was a huge Victorian-style house on the edge of suburbia, badly in need of repairs, with grass growing in the front lawn that nearly reached Denise's waist. Denise approached it with trepidation, glancing frequently over her shoulder. It was getting dark outside. The house looked like the house might be haunted.
But that hardly explained the real reason for her fear. Denise knew that a man waited inside who could get her in a lot of trouble. Bill was his name. She'd never met him. He was Richard's father.
Two weeks had passed, and Denise had come to enjoy fucking Richard more than Doug or her husband. Then the day before, the tall stud had come to her so frightened that he could hardly get his cock hard.
His father had found out about them when he had discovered a passionate note Denise had written to Richard. Bill wasn't going to turn Denise in for seducing a minor-not yet. But he did want to see her-alone and in person.
The porch of the huge, dark house creaked as Denise walked across it. She paused and pulled her coat tight around her to block the wind that had begun to roar menacingly between the trees. Then, hoping no one would answer, she knocked on the door.
It opened immediately Denise found herself looking up at a very tall, brawny man in his early forties. His face was as blank and impassive as a stone.
"Yes?"
"Hello ... Bill," Denise whispered meekly. She suddenly realized that she didn't know Richard's last name and winced at the necessity of having to call his father by his first name under such trying circumstances. "I'm Denise Jones. Your son said you wanted to see me."
"Come in."
Denise stepped into the hall, smiling nervously as Bill shut the door behind her. The house was spacious and well furnished, but as musky and dark as a tomb. Gingerly, she made her way into what looked more like a drawing room than an ordinary living room. She sat down on a hardback chair.
"I didn't ask you to be seated."
Denise rocketed out of the seat as if she'd been bitten. Never had anyone been so abrupt with her, but Bill's expression was still empty and impassive, as if he'd told her that the weather was stormy or that he needed a drink of water.
"I'm s-s-sorry," Denise stammered. "I didn't men to impose...."
"You're trash," Bill said quietly. "How long have you been having a sexual relationship with my child?"
In spite of her fear, Denise drew herself up indignantly to her full height. "Listen to me ... Bill. I don't care what you think of me, you don't have the right...."
"Do you want me to call the police?" Bill interrupted. He advanced on her slowly, still as stone-faced as before. "Or would you rather I called the PTA. Can you imagine what would happen to your reputation in this town if it became known that you were having sex with a child young enough to be your son? Hmmm?"
Denise stiffened for a moment, then shuddered as all the will and determination seemed to flow from her body. "What do you want?" she asked quietly. Her eyes looked up at the strange man pleadingly. "Yes, you're right. I don't want that to happen. What do you want me to do?"
Bill never smiled, nor did he look down. Denise's jaw sagged as she watched him unzip his pants zipper, reach into the opening and withdraw his cock.
"Suck my cock," he said dryly.
Denise couldn't believe her eyes. It wasn't just that his actions were surprising, though he had given no indication of being sexually attracted to her. More importantly, it was because he had one of the biggest cocks she'd ever seen in her life.
His cock was even bigger than her husband's. Blue veins gnarled the surface of his swollen prick-shaft, and his prick-knob was almost the size of a small orange, bloated and spongy and completely slick with the pre-cum oozing from the tip of his enormous prick.
"No," Denise whispered. She shook her head and stepped backward. But even then, she couldn't take her eyes from his pulsing cock, and she felt an uninvited wetness invading the lips of her cunt. "No, my god. What kind of woman do you think I am?"
"I know what kind," Bill replied simply. "And so will the rest of this town if you don't do exactly as I say. Now get on your knees and suck my prick."
Frantically, Denise considered her alternatives, searching for a way to escape her complete degradation. But there wasn't any. It was either obey this strange, heartless man or leave town.
And she was so horny, so shamefully anxious to put his mammoth prick between her lips and suck it as hard as she could.
As if sensing her thoughts, Bill quietly removed his shoes and slipped off his pants, leaving himself naked from the waist down. Denise could see all of his cock now, and it was even longer and thicker than she'd initially guessed.
Bill moved his fist to the curly-haired root of his cock. He squeezed it hard, making the crown of his cock puff outwards and the fat prick-shaft bob stiffly up and down.
Denise's pussy creamed as she instantly lost all control over herself. Blushing with shame, she silently crossed the room and knelt submissively before her young lover's dad. Then she wrapped both hands around his enormous cock, groaning as she felt his prick throb warmly on her palms.
"That's right.' Bill's expression changed almost imperceptibly, into an ironic, contemptuous smile. "I knew you'd come around. Now make me cum."
Denise milked his prick skillfully, making his cock swell to total, rigid stiffness as she tenderly jacked him off. Extending her tongue, she obediently lapped up the cum cream that oozed from his prick-slit.
The taste of his jism instantly made her extremely horny; the felt her cunt juices gushing into her cunt so heavily, that her panty crotch was sticky and wet. Denise whimpered and began to tongue his giant prick-head more feverishly, slobbering as she swirled her tongue all over the fat, shiny knob of his cock.
"Suck my cock," Bill said quietly. "Suck it hard."
Opening her mouth, Denise pushed her lips in a wet, horny kiss on the tip of his prick. Then she pushed her face slowly downwards, making her lips cling to his cock as she gradually stuffed inch after inch of his long cock into her mouth.
"That's right, Denise." Calmly Bill put his hands behind her head to hold her in position for the blow job. "You like my big cock, don't you? Start sucking."
Nearly a third of his massive prick was stuffed in her mouth. His prick was so thick that it stretched her lips as wide as they would go; she could feel the fat head of his cock beating down her throat.
Denise flared her nostrils, breathing through her nose. She suddenly compressed her lips around the shaft of his cock and started sucking it extremely hard, puckering her cheeks to increase the suction around his prick.
"That's right, Denise." Bill's smile became even more contemptuous as he watched the horny housewife slurping down his cock. "I knew a bitch like you would know how to give good head."
He rocked his hips lightly, pistoning his oversized cock in and out of her lips like a cylinder in a piston. Denise groaned as the thrusts of his fat cock made her hornier than ever before. She began to gurgle and slobber as she delivered the blow job, wetting his prick with her saliva, doing her best to bring him off.
"Play with my balls."
Denise complied instantly, withdrawing one hand from his rock-hard cock and slipping it between his hairy thighs. His nuts were as oversized as the prick they hung beneath-two plum-sized globes resting in a hairy sac that was now tightly swollen with lust.
Denise's right hand continued to race up and down his aching prick, jerking and rhythmically stroking it to her feverishly-sucking lips. Her left tenderly fondled his balls, rolling and squeezing the nuts in their sac.
It could have been Denise's imagination, but she could have sworn she heard Bill moan.
"Harder," he demanded. "Take more of my cock, you bitch! Make my cock spurt."
Denise was now incredibly turned on. Her nipples were so stiff that they threatened to burst through the cups of her bra; her panties were soaked and gooey with her fuck cream. The idea of being blackmailed, of being forced into submission ... it was like the perfect punishment, a catharsis for the guilt she felt in cheating on her husband.
Eagerly she managed to stretch her lips even farther, lifting her head to open up her throat passage. Bill cruelly jammed his cock forward, until she had at least half of his big cock crammed between her lips.
"I'm cumming now," he said. "Suck my cock, bitch. Suck my prick as hard as you can!"
Her blow job was so furious now that Denise's beautiful face gleamed with droplets of sweat. Her cheeks were red, her expression a grimace as she sucked madly on the enormous cock stuffing her mouth.
"Ahhh yes," Bill groaned, in unmistakable pleasure. He bit his lip and looked up at the ceiling. "Thassss right. Oh fucking God...."
Denise felt his cock growing harder than ever, stretching the flesh of his prick as his gigantic prick prepared to spurt its load. The last thing she felt before he came was his spongy cock-head beating wildly down her throat. "Ahhhh...."
A fountain of jism streamed from the slit in his cock-knob, splattering Denise's throat passage as he started to cum. The initial blast was followed by white gushers of his salty, shooting fuck cream.
Pulling her hand from his balls, Denise helplessly rubbed her pussy through her panties as she tasted the deliciousness of his cum. Her throat muscles moved, slurping and gulping. She sucked his huge, throbbing prick as hard as she could until the last traces of jism had oozed from the head of his cock.
"Ahhh yes," Bill groaned. He licked his lips and panted as the last, tingling spasms raced through his cock. "That's it, bitch ... so gooood...."
"Are you satisfied?" Denise wiped the stray drops of cum from her lips and looked up at him defiantly. "I gave you what you wanted. Can I go?"
But Denise didn't really want to leave without being fucked, and she was secretly relieved when Bill smiled and shook his head. "I'm not through with you yet," he said quietly. "Take off all your clothes."
Denise looked at him evenly for a moment, not wanting him to think she was obeying of her own will. Then she simply stripped off all her clothes, as emotionlessly as if getting ready to go to sleep alone.
Bill's smile tightened as he saw the size of her enormous, fat-nippled tits, the indescribable, mouthwatering voluptuousness, fat-nippled tits, the indescribably, mouthwatering voluptuousness of her creamy-white body. "Get on your hands and knees." He stroked his still-stiff cock rhythmically, as if priming a machine. "I still haven't fucked your cunt."
Denise silently got into the dog-fucking position, lowering her torso until her tits dragged on the carpet, spreading her legs and lifting her ass to be fucked. She had to bite her lips not to whimper. She didn't want Bill to know how horny this made her, though he was bound to see and smell the extreme wetness of her hairy cunt.
Bill smiled appreciatively at the sight of the pouting, swollen lips of her pussy. As he knelt between her legs his cock swiftly swelled back to total hardness, as if he'd never cum at all. He held his cock in his fist and teasingly rubbed the cock-knob up and down Denise's wet cunt.
"You're really dripping, bitch," he said softly. "Don't try to put me on. I know you want to get fucked."
Denise bit her lip harder. The pressure of Bill's cock-head sliding up and down her pussy was unbearably delicious. In spite of herself, she lightly wiggled her ass, miserable for the feel of his mammoth cock going inside her cunt.
"Beg for my prick," Bill said softly. "I know you want to. Beg to get fucked by my big prick."
Denise bit her lip until her cheeks reddened. Her cunt was throbbing so hard that she thought she might cream before he ever got his cock inside her pussy.
"I said beg for my cock." Bill rubbed her cunt harder with the tip of his prick, using it to skillfully massage her clit. "I'm not going to fuck you until you ask to get fucked. You might as well stop pretending. I know you're just a horny slut."
"Fuck me," Denise said submissively. Hiding her face in her forearms to cover her shame, she wantonly began to buck and hump her ass up to his cock. "Oh shit, you're right about everything," she whimpered huskily. "Just fuck me, okay? Your cock is so huge ... oh yes, fuck my cunt...."
"You got to beg harder, bitch." Bill inserted only the knob of his prick into her gurgling pussy, making her whine as the slit of her cunt stretched to admit his cock-head. "You really got to plead."
"Fuck meeeee!" Denise shouted. She began to piston her hips in a frenzy, squealing with her need to feel his long, fat cock boring inside her cunt. "What do I have to tell you? I need to get fucked! Ram your prick up me! Kill my pussy, fuck it with your huge cock!"
Bill leaned over her, sliding his hands under her belly to cup the hanging globes of her tits. Then he suddenly jerked his hips forward, sadistically cramming all of his cock up her pussy with one thrust.
"Ungghhh! Oh fuck, Bill! Unggghhh!"
Denise felt like she was being fucked by a horse.
All the air left her lungs as his meaty cock bored into her pussy, painfully stretching the inner walls of her cunt around his invading cock-shaft.
Her pussy was gorged with his prick. His cock felt like it was all the way up to her belly, like his cock-knob was throbbing in her lungs. Denise shuddered as she tried to stop herself from blacking out.
"You mother-fucker," she gurgled. "God, you did that on purpose. Uggghhh! Take your cock out, you're killing me!"
"What's the matter, Denise?" Bill whispered. "I thought you wanted to get fucked."
Bill's big hands squeezed her huge tits, rubbing her dusky-pink nipples until the rubbery tips were swollen and stiff. Then he easily began to saw his stone-hard prick in and out of her pussy, packing her cunt-slit with long, driving strokes of his blood-engorged cock.
"Doesn't my cock feel good now, bitch?" he asked teasingly. "Don't you like getting fucked?"
Denise desperately wanted to say no-to refuse to admit that he was right about the needs of her body. But as soon as she felt his first fucking motions, all her pain vanished, and her whole naked body throbbed with desire.
In and out his big cock pushed, stuffing her pussy with every stroke. Denise could feel her stretched, wet pussy tunnel clasping around his cock drawing his prick deeper into her cunt.
Her clit was hard, and his enormous prick chafed it with every stroke. Miserable with lust, Denise started to hump her ass. Seconds later, she was pounding her gurgling cunt back to meet his cock as hard as she could.
"Beg for cock some more, slut," Bill whispered. "You know how much I love to hear you beg."
"Fuck meeeee!" Denise whined. She winced as she flexed her cunt muscles, making Bill's pistoning cock twitch as she held it in her pussy's grip. 'You bastard, oh God, you're killing me! Do it haaaarder! Unh unh, oh fuck, oh shit, fuck my pussy as hard as you can!"
Bill immediately intensified the speed of his fucking, brutally hammering his drooling, pulsing cock through the burning depths of her fuck hole. Denise quivered uncontrollably as she felt the pleasure mounting in her cunt.
Her pussy was really starting to ache now, packed by Bill's big prick; there was no mistaking the feeling. She was seconds away from an extremely hard orgasm.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Shamelessly Denise grunted and cried, grimacing with every heaving, thrust of his massive cock. "Ungghhh! Oh fuck, Bill, I'm starting to get off now! Your cock is so fucking huge! Ram me with your prick! Oh Christ, stud, fuck my pussy as hard as you can!"
Suddenly an uncontrollable wave of ecstasy pumped through Denise's pussy, ravaging her cunt so totally, that her ass-hole sharply contracted with the heat filling her body. "Cumming now!" she gasped. She humped like a bitch in heat, moaning with her need to get fucked. "Haaarder! Awww shit, Bill! Ungghhhhh! Oh God, cuuummmiiing!"
With total self-control, as if he'd only been waiting for his cue, Bill jammed his enormous prick to the balls in Denise's cumming pussy. Then her cum was heightened as she felt his hot jism spraying the inner walls of her cunt.
Bill finally voiced his pleasure, groaning loudly as the white spurts of cum cascaded violently from the tip of his prick. A lurid smile spread across Denise's face as she felt his cum burbling out of her hairy cunt around his cock, running down her thighs onto the floor.
The more she fucked, the better she liked it. For so many years, she'd considered herself too gorgeous and voluptuous to be a slut. Now she was almost ready to spread her legs and give her pussy to any man in town.