Chapter 4
It was mid-afternoon in a seedy, dirty, dimly lit downtown bar. Bearded, tattooed bikers shot eight ball on two slot-machine pool tables in the center of the room. Junkies, drunks, thugs, dealers, whores and assorted lowlife drank in a stupor at the counter, gesturing occasionally to the hulking Kentuckian who also, obviously, served as the bouncer. It was the sort of bar one went to before, during or after committing a crime.
Marion, completely out of her element, sat on a stool at a corner of the bar, gingerly sipping a beer. She'd only been there a few minutes, dressed in a black dress that revealed ample cleavage and her long, fishnet-stockinged thighs. Her hands were shaking so hard that it was difficult to hold the glass. She was dying to get fucked.
All her life she'd wanted to give her pussy to a real brute of a man, the sort of heathen her mother had warned her to stay away from as a little girl. Now a week had passed since her fuck session with Jim. Marion had spread her legs for him several times since, but he wasn't enough. Now that she'd made the decision to cheat on her husband, she wanted to fulfill as many of her fantasies as she could.
"This is for you," a voice said in front of her. Marion looked up. It was the bartender, holding a highball glass dwarfed in his ham-sized fist. He put it on the counter in front of her and looked at her suspiciously. He'd been looking at her suspiciously ever since she'd entered the bar; she was obviously not the sort of patron he was accustomed to.
"Excuse me?" Marion said meekly.
The bartender cocked his head. "Guy down there bought this for you."
The bartender walked away.
Marion gulped and turned to her right. A biker was making his way towards her from the pool tables, grinning broadly. He wore dirt-crusted jeans, a denim jacket, a work-shirt and work boots. A thin scar ran the length of one weathered, bearded cheek. His long hair was tied in a ponytail. A small round patch on the jacket said "Death Riders M.C."
Marion gulped her beer and shuddered as she saw the personification of her macho fantasy come to life.
Swaggering, the biker sat on the stool next to hers, deliberately sliding his hand down her leg in the process. He grinned again, and this time Marion saw, incongruous in such a damaged face, two rows of perfectly-straight, ivory-white teeth.
"Name's Walt," the biker said. "What's yours?
"
They were in Walt's room an hour-and-a-half later. It was as dirty as he was and the bar had been, a cramped cubbyhole with an unmade bed, clothes strewn everywhere and a small refrigerator and stove stuck in a dark corner. They'd walked to it up a flight of stairs next door to a laundry. Marion could hear the huge machines purring beneath them even as Walt slammed the door shut behind him.
Ordinarily Marion wouldn't have been caught dead in such a hole, but she didn't mind the squalor now. For one thing, it was part of her fantasy. For another thing, she'd shared quite a few drinks with Walt in the bar. She was very drunk, and her pussy was wet and hot.
"Now remember," she said coyly. "I only came up here to share a couple more drinks with you. Don't try anything funny, okay?"
"Bullshit," Walter muttered roughly.
He crossed the room, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and gave her a hard, demanding kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Marion whimpered and made a pretense of pushing him away. It was just a game, though. She'd known it was coming. She'd lost count of all the times she'd caught him ogling her tits or patting her ass in the bar.
"Now you stop that," she said, staggering drunkenly away from him. "Walter! Keep your hands to yourself!"
"I'm going to fuck your ass off," Walter said. "You cockteasing little bitch!"
Again he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her even more passionately, as if intent upon shoving his tongue down her throat. His roughness excited her. Marion put up a front of trying to get away, but it was hopeless. His hands mauled her body, squeezing her big tits and pinching her ass, pulling at the sheer fabric of the dress.
"Don't, Walter, you'll rip it!"
Walter grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it hard, shredding it down to her waist, exposing her huge tits encased by a black lace bra.
Marion squealed delightedly.
Walt tore off the bra too, groaning as he saw her big, naked tits for the first time.
"I'm gonna scream, Walter!"
"Oh, fuck ... "
Moaning, Walt sank his head into her fragrant cleavage. He glued his lips to her left nipple and sucked it furiously, digging his teeth into the soft, milk-white flesh surrounding the crimson tip. Marion felt both pain and intense pleasure shooting through her tits.
As he sucked her tit, Walt feverishly tore at what was left of the dress.
"Don't ... " Her voice was soft, meaningless to both of them. "You're hurting me ... I'll scream ... help ... "
Grunting, the swarthy biker fell to his knees in front of her. Marion looked down helplessly as he tore her dress down to her ankles, leaving her naked except for her fishnet pantyhose and her black, high-heeled shoes.
Then he tore off the pantyhose too, exposing her bare legs and hairy pussy. Walt sighed with satisfaction as he stared at the curly-haired slit of her cunt. Gripping her succulent asscheeks, he buried his face in the steaming wetness of her juicing pussy.
"Nooooo!" Marion squealed. She stepped out of the ruined dress and hose and started to back away from him. "You beast, you're hurting me. Stop it ... ungghhh, stop, nooo ... "
Then the pleasure of the cunt sucking started to get to her. Marion stiffened as she felt his tongue on her pussy, probing the pouting slit, thrusting deep inside her cunt. Her hairy cunt-hole became wetter and hotter. Her hands fell to her sides. She didn't want to push Walt away anymore, or even pretend to.
"Like it, bitch?" Walt asked leeringly.
"Unhhhhh." Drunkenly, Marion spread her legs as she stood. Then she grabbed the biker's long hair and pulled his face onto her juicy cunt. "Suck me, you bastard! Suck my pussy. Get me off."
Triumphantly, Walt wrapped his meaty hands firmly around the heart-shaped cheeks of her ass. Then he began to tongue and suck and lick and kiss her pussy like a starving animal, lapping up the fuck juices that drooled from her pink cuntlips.
"Unhhh, yes, oh fucking yesss!" Marion hissed. She pulled Walt's hair and rhythmically started bucking her ass, fucking her wet pussy all over his face. "Suck it, you bastard. That's right, it feels so good! Eat my cunt, make me cum."
Walt's hands kneaded and squeezed the spongy, creamy cheeks of her ass. Suddenly he shocked her by spreading them and rubbing her puckered little asshole with the tip of his finger.
Marion had never had a man touch her there before. Not even her husband, in his horniest days, had tried to fuck her up the ass.
Marion shuddered and opened her mouth to protest, sincerely this time. Then Walter thrust his finger between her tightly pursed asshole ring, and she groaned as she felt it boring into her rubbery asshole.
It felt good in there. Marion flexed her hips, tightening her asshole muscles around his thrusting finger. Harder and faster she humped his face, grinding her hairy pussy needfully onto his lips.
"Keep sucking me," she panted. "Suck my clit now, oh God, I'm close, I'm so fucking close. You got to get me off."
Moving his lips up her throbbing cunt-hole, Walt wrapped his lips around her stiff clit bud. Wildly he sucked it, running his tongue over and around the tip. His finger pushed deeper and deeper into her asshole. The fingers of his free hand speared into the gushing slit of her burning cunt.
"Cumming!" Marion cried. She grabbed the back of his head and fucked his face as hard as she could. "Unggghh! Oh Jesus yes, aww awwww shit I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Walt kept sucking her cunt until the last spasms of cumming had subsided. Then, before she'd had a chance to recover, he pushed her backwards onto the bed.
Marion fell on her back on the mattress and looked at Walt blearily. In a frenzy he tore off all his clothes, sending his boots and jacket, shirt and jeans and cum-stained shorts flying together across the room.
Naked, his body was hairy and powerful. A huge, crimson-knobbed cock jutted stiffly out of the mass of prick curls between his legs.
"Oh God, yes," Marion whimpered. Frantically she tore off the rest of her dress, leaving her as naked as he was. Then she spread her legs wide and waited eagerly for the invasion of his cock.
"Fuck me, Walter." Dropping her hand between her legs, she shamelessly fingerfucked her always-horny pussy before his eyes. "Stick your dick in me. Fuck my cunt hard!"
Walt groaned with animal desire as he climbed onto the bed. Instead of mounting her he grabbed her around the waist and flipped her roughly onto her stomach. Then he pulled up her ass and kicked her thighs apart, putting her in position for the doggie-style fucking he most enjoyed.
"I'm gonna fuck your ass off, you sweet little bitch," he muttered crudely. Crouching behind her wiggling asscheeks, Walt held his thick prick in his fist and rubbed the knob all over the hairy mouth of her pussy. "I'm gonna kill you with my huge prick!"
"Fuck meeee!" Marion cried. As soon as she felt his cockhead press into her cunt she wildly started to hump her ass, clawing the sheets as she pistoned her pussy for the invasion of his cock. "Yes, I want it so bad! Ram your dick in me, fuck my cunt hard!"
Sliding his hands up her soft, slender waist, Walt gripped her huge, hanging tits for support. Then he grunted and bucked his ass, jamming over half of his throbbing hard-on into her pussy with one thrust.
"Unggghhh!" Marion was so overwhelmed by the thickness of his cock that she nearly fell flat on her stomach. But she managed to remain on her hands and knees, bucking insistently, whimpering as her pussy tunnel separated around his invading cock.
"Do you want more of it, bitch?" Walt teased her by keeping only half his massive cock inside her, sighing as her cunt muscles clung juicily to the veined stiffness of the prickshaft. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You want all of my cock!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!" Marion burbled insistently. Her drunkenness loosened the last of her inhibitions; shamelessly, wantonly she was willing to beg for his cock. "Awwwww please, stick it in me! I need to cum again! Go ahead and fuck me haaaard!"
Groaning with satisfaction, Walt sank the last inches of his prick into the clasping sheath of her pussy. For several seconds he paused, savoring the exquisitely tender grip of her cunt around his iron-like shaft.
Then he started fucking her pussy, hammering his aching cock in and out of her cunt. Marion gasped as she felt the steady rhythm filling her hairy pussy deeper with every stroke. Urgently she humped her ass, pounding her cunt frantically onto his magnificent cock.
"Do you want more of it now?" Fucking her faster and harder by the second, Walt tightened his grip on her enormous tits, pinching the stiffened, rubbery nipples as he pounded his cock into her juicy cunt. "Doesn't it feel good? That's what you came into the bar for, isn't it? All you uptown cunts are just the same. You just want to get fucked!"
"Yes, yes, do it harder!" Marion shouted. She held tightly onto the filthy sheets and whipped up her ass, groaning as her cunt was packed again and again with Walt's pulsing, drooling cock. Her pussy was incredibly wet now, so laden with fuck juices that the sweet cream dripped down the insides of her thighs. Any moment she knew she was going to cum.
"Now you're going to get it, bitch," Walt whispered.
Lifting his hips, he suddenly pulled his cock all the way out of her sopping cunt.
Marion thought he'd missed a stroke; whining, she reached between her thighs and groped for his cock, trying to pull the prickshaft back into her pussy where it belonged.
But that wasn't what he had in mind. Walt thrust his hands onto the small of her back and pushed down hard, forcing her to lie flat on her belly. His hands roughly separated her asscheeks. Gripping his warmly pulsing cock, he pushed the heart-shaped knob onto the puckering pink lips of her virgin asshole.
"What ... what are you doing back there?" Marion whimpered fearfully. She turned her head and tried to look at him over her shoulder. "You can't do that to me. Put your cock back into my cunt."
"I told you I was going to fuck your ass off," Walt grunted savagely. "I meant what I said."
Marion lay motionless beneath him, unable to believe what was happening even as his spongy cockhead forced its way between her asscheeks. Never in her life had a man asked to fuck her asshole before. It was so filthy, so perverse. Marion had never thought about it, not even in her wildest fantasies.
Then she felt the thickness of his cock-pushing hard into her asshole. Yelping, grimacing with fear and pain, Marion immediately struggled to get away from him.
"Nooooo!" she cried helplessly. "I mean it now, Walter! I don't want you to fuck me there! Awwww, it's hurting me! Take your dick out right now!"
Walt only chuckled hoarsely. His fingers dug brutally into the rounded, milk-white cheeks of her ass, holding them apart as he crouched over her, completely exposing the little asshole ring that was now stuffed with the head of his cock. His hips started to move, forcing inch after inch of his throbbing cock into the furnace-like heat of her asshole.
Marion felt it now, the pain spreading, the walls of her asshole tearing as they separated around his entering dick.
"Noooo, stop it!" she cried. Again she struggled to get away from him, shrieking to no avail, flailing her little fists on the bed.
Walt moaned and bucked violently, forcing every inch of his prick into the rubbery wetness of her asshole.
Marion abruptly stopped protesting. Shamefully she lay motionless beneath him, overwhelmed by the feeling of having her asshole packed with so much cock.
"Do you like it, bitch?" Walt winced as her asshole muscles involuntarily contracted around the swollen length of his cock. "Feels good, don't it?"
"I hate you," Marion whispered softly. "I hate you to death."
Chuckling softly, Walt pulled his enormous cock slowly out of her greasy asshole. Even more slowly he sank it back in again, filling her to the hilt with his bloated prick.
Then he started fucking her ass, slow and hard.
Marion moaned as she felt her tightly muscled asshole ring respond to the humping rhythm, clenching and squeezing lusciously around his pistoning cock. A few more seconds passed, a few more thrusts. Gradually she realized she was starting to enjoy it.
It felt good getting fucked up the ass. The pain was gone now; it had taken her asshole only a few minutes to get used to the size of Walt's cock. Now she felt only a deep-seated, throbbing pleasure that spread through her loins and moistened her cunt. The pleasure grew more intense every time.
"You do like it now, don't you?" Walt muttered knowingly. He intensified the rhythm of his thrusts, making Marion's asscheeks jiggle obscenely as he thrust his cock all the way into her asshole. "Come on, you can admit it now. You want me to fuck you harder, don't you?"
"Fuck meee," Marion moaned shamelessly.
Abandoning herself to her lewd passions, she feverishly started to pump her hips off the bed, thrusting her asshole onto Walt's driving prick. "Yes, oh you're right, it feels so goood! I'm gonna make it now! Unggghhh! Fuck my asshole, oh, that's right, fuck me as hard as you can!"
Walt quickened his rhythm again, reaming out her ravaged asshole as hard as he could.
Marion shrieked, whimpered, moaned, cried as the bed shook wildly beneath them. She thrust her hand under her undulating belly, groping through her pussy curls for the dripping slit of her cunt.
Locating her swollen clit and gushing cunt-hole, the naked housewife furiously started to jack off. "Fuck me!" she shouted. Her asshole was alive with burning pleasure, repeatedly clenching and squeezing Walt's hammering cock. "Harder! I'm cumming! Fuck me! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
The spasms blasted suddenly through both her pussy and asshole, ravishing her nakedness again and again. Marion shrieked and humped her ass as quickly as she could. Her cum lasted nearly a minute, draining her so utterly she thought she might faint.
"Popping my rocks now," Walt grunted. Her asshole muscles had contracted repeatedly around his prick during her cum, milking the jism up from his swollen balls. "Ahhh, yes ... " Walt could feel the cum pushing up his twitching prick, could feel the knob growing as it prepared to unload.
"Here it comes, baby. Ahhhhh ... "
White gobs of cream gushed from his cockhead, searing violently down Marion's cock-filled asshole. It was one of the biggest loads a man had ever dropped in her body in her life.
Again and again the thick jism flooded out of his prick, bathing her asshole in one spurt after another. Her little asshole wasn't large enough for all his cum. The cum dribbled out of her puckered ring around Walt's cock, running obscenely down her thighs onto the bed.
Walt sighed, pressed her asscheeks with his hands and pulled his still-throbbing prick out of the tight grip of her asshole.
Marion sighed with satisfaction and turned to him on the bed. Shamelessly she cupped his cock in her hand and popped the knob into her mouth.
His big prick was coated with her asshole juices, but she didn't care. Marion was grateful to him for her initiation into asshole fucking. She wanted to suck his cock for him. She wanted to drink his cum.
Walt moaned, curled his fingers in her hair, fucked her face tenderly with his rock-hard cock.
Marion wrapped her lips tightly around the center of the prickshaft. She puckered her cheeks, sucking his prick as hard as she could. Already she was wondering which fantasy she'd try to live out next.