Chapter 6
The next day at the library, Sandy was on edge from the moment she got to work. Her restlessness was purely sexual. Even though she had enjoyed the rapturous release the day before with her boss and his secretary, she was ready to go at it again. And it was a day she'd looked forward to. It was the day the young man and his girl normally met at the library for their weekly fuck session. This time, Sandy vowed, there was going to be a little added attraction for the young man-namely, herself!
Thinking about it. Sandy could hardly believe the change that had taken place in her life in one short week. All the fucking she'd only dreamed of and thought of-even watched-was now hers, in the flesh. It had hurt to hear herself talked about so cruelly, described as a dog by the young man. But now she thanked him because it had really opened her eyes and made her do something about changing her image. Sandy now wanted to let the young man see her sensual look and the new expertise she had gained in fucking. She wanted to thank him for this unknowing motivation. She didn't even mind having his girlfriend there. As she'd found with her boss and his secretary the day before, another woman only adds a little spice.
The library patrons must think I'm out in left field today, Sandy giggled to herself. Twice she'd stamped the wrong date on books she was checking out. She also had trouble making out library card application forms and was so distracted by her lusty thoughts that she could barely make change when someone paid an overdue fine.
Her pussy was pulsing in anticipation and the time seemed to go so slowly she thought the clocks must be breaking down. At last the afternoon came and she positioned herself at the front desk where she could get a good look at anyone who came in the front doors of the library.
Every few minutes she checked her makeup in her compact, adjusting the deep, ruffled vee-neck of her ivory-colored silk blouse. She wore a golden teardrop on a thin gold chain and hoped he would approve of the way the chunky charm hovered in the deep vee between her braless fits. Under her full, flared skirt she wore only the tiniest of panties. They were such a pale beige they were almost invisible.
She didn't even know" the young man's name, but she grinned as she thought of the treat he was in for this afternoon-and he didn't even know it.
The minutes dragged on. An hour passed and another. It was nearly closing time when Sandy reluctantly admitted that the young couple wasn't going to come to the library. The depression she had felt building all afternoon now flooded through her and Sandy felt close to tears. "Fuck! God, I'm so homy and IVe been waiting all aftemonon," she grumbled softly. "Damn him!"
Suddenly she wished her boss, Bob, was still in his office. He'd shown up only briefly that morning and then he and Barbi had left and still hadn't returned. Sandy was sure the two of them weren't conducting business all day. If she knew them, they'd be fucking their brains out and she wished she could be with them. The phone rang and she debated whether or not to answer it. It was only a few minutes to closing time. At last, with a mumbled curse, Sandy picked up the telephone receiver. "Ready for another session, baby?"
"Huh? Who is this?" she asked, frowning.
As the man gave a low, throaty chuckle and Sandy recognized his voice. It was Jeff Palmer, the owner of the exercise gym. She felt her pussy tingle as she remembered the time they'd spent together and how he had so thoroughly and happily initiated her into the fantastic world of fucking.
"Oh, Jeff! Do you think it's time for me to have a go at the, um, equipment again?" she teased.
"I'm sure you would benefit by another session." he chuckled. "It'd do you a world of good, honey."
"You. too," she giggled.
"Can't deny that, babe," he retorted cheerfully. "I'm about ready to close up for the day here-you probably are, too. So why don't you just hustle that sweet little ass of yours down here to the gym?"
"Sounds delicious," Sandy purred. "And so welcome. Here I thought I was just going to have to go to bed all homy tonight."
"Aaawww, you got the itch, baby?"
"Mmmmm, I sure do," Sandy said silkily.
"Have you got what it takes to scratch it?"
"You know I do. I proved it once, didn't I?"
"You certainly did. Get ready to prove it again."
Sandy felt her thighs rubbing together moistly as she got out of her car and walked to the back door of Jeffs gym. She knew the thin strip of fabric covering her cunt was soaked clear through. She had been in a state o of finally getting the satisfaction she craved was almost overwhelming.
The door was unlocked and she walked in. Jeff stood in the cluttered backroom of the gym, waiting for her. He wore only a pair of brief, white jogging shorts.
Sandy sucked in her breath at the sight of his blatantly masculine body. The thick mat of light colored hair on his chest angled down toward the tempting bulge showing through his thin shorts. His deep tan and thickly corded muscles only added to the highly sensual picture he presented. Meeting his gaze, Sandy knew he was just as excited by her. "Here I am," she said gaily, "ready for another of vour-mmmm, 'sessions.' I must say, they certainly do work wonders!"
"Best way to bum up calories and feel good that I know of," he quipped, giving her a sexy wink.
He walked up to her and took her purse, setting it aside. "However, to get the most out of my special treatments, you have far too many clothes on."
"That can be changed, I'm sure," Sandy said huskily. "Oh, easily... just like this."
His fingers were sure and quick. In seconds, Sandy's blouse was open and sliding down her arms to land on the floor. She swayed as the cool air washed over her naked fits. Her nipples tightened, but she knew it wasn't from the cold.
She rested her palms against the broad expanse of Jeffs hairy chest as he worked the zipper of her skirt. Her fingers curled into the thick layer of hair and she rubbed her hands over his thick, copper-colored nipples. The scent of him and the sexy feel of his skin worked like a powerful drug, igniting a riotous response in her trembling body. She sighed happily as her skirt slid down over her hips.
Jeff hooked his fingers in the tiny side straps of her panties.
"These have definitely got to go," he growled and pulled sharply.
The seams gave way and he ripped the panties the rest of the way off of her.
A piercing thrill of lust rippled through her pussy.
"Oh, how I need this," she murmured, almost incoherently.
Her disappointment in the afternoon was completely forgotten and replaced by an overpowering lust for the sexy, young athlete. She couldn't help a tiny smile at the thought of the wild fucking the nameless young man at the library missed by not showing up. Jeffs firm, knowing hands moved over her body as she stood before him. His strong fingers stroked and kneaded her supple skin, creating a delicious friction that made Sandy squirm with pleasure. "God, you know how to get me hot enough to melt," she gasped.
His hand closed over the jutting cones of her heavy tits. "Oh, yeah? And this... you like this, baby?" He squeezed, harder and harder.
"Oh, Jesus, Jeff," Sandy moaned. "My pussy's practically dripping now."
He savored the fleshy feel of her tits and hefted and cradled the quivering mounds. Each pink tit-tip was captured between his fingers, then tweaked and rolled. "Mmmmmmmm, do it! You make me feel so good," she crooned.
"It's easy to do with you," he chuckled softly. "You feel good, you taste good and your pussy feels so right all wrapped around my cock."
"Yes... oh, yes, that's what I want."
He moved his hands to the flare of her hips and gently rubbed the faint red mark left from ripping away her panties. Sandy leaned forward and brushed the hard, stubby tips of her nipples against his chest. The stiff mat of hair on his chest made her sensitive nipples throb and grow" even thicker and harder.
As she continued teasing her tits against his chest, Jeff cupped the full cheeks of her ass and massaged the firm flesh. Her hips twitched and her pussy throbbed with a deep, aching need to be filled with hot cock. Jeff grinned at her abandoned, automatic response, then rubbed his thick thumb along the crack of her ass. Sandy moaned, lost in a whirlwind of wanton passion.
Her ass cheeks had tightened instinctively at his first touch. But when he continued to do no more than rub the crevice of her ass, she relaxed and was completely unprepared for his next move. With startling swiftness, Jeff rammed his thick, stiff thumb into the clenched mouth of her asshole. Sandy squealed and jerked.
Jeff pumped his thumb in and out of her asshole as she trembled and writhed against him. She was totally impaled knuckle deep on his thumb. Recovering from her surprise, she was also exhilarated by the unexpected pleasure of being ass-plugged so well.
Jeff plundered the silken tunnel of her asshole for a few minutes, then dipped his fingers into her hot pussy from behind. His hand slid along the creamy softness of her cunt, searching in the folds of pussy flesh.
A strangled moan from Sandy told him he had touched the hard little knob of her clit. Immediately he circled the stubby little nubbin, rubbing and stroking it.
Sandy stood on her tiptoes, allowing Jeff total access to her moist pussy. He took full advantage of her wide-open stance, delving deeply into the sticky center of her cunt.
Sandy flopped and shook as Jeff explored every inch of her fiery-hot cunt. A blaze of pure wanton excitement washed over her and she begged him to give her the balls-deep fucking she craved.
"I'm going to go clear out of my mind if you don't start ballin' me soon," she warned him breathlessly.
"Just want to make sure you're hot and ready," he chuckled.
"Shit, if I was anymore ready, my pussy'd just melt right on your hand!" Sandy gasped.
"Let's go in the gym, then," Jeff whispered. Sandy looked at him blankly. "Why? We can fuck here, Jeff. I don't need that vibrating belt-I just need you inside me."
"IVe got something else in mind, baby. And I promise you're going to like it." She let him lead her into the big, deserted gym.
Rubbing and teasing her heated flesh as they walked, Jeff led her to a massive machine set up in the darkened part of the big room.
It reminded Sandy of a gynecologist's exam table complete with stirrup-like metal devices at one end. She imagined the position it would provide and got even homier than ever.
She let Jeff push her down on the end of the table, bracing on her hips at the edge. Then he lifted her legs, fitting her thighs over the cool, metal stirrups. A webbed strap held her thighs in place on the curved metal.
"The real purpose of this is to firm the muscles of the inner thighs," Jeff smiled. He demonstrated, using the handles attached to each metal stirrup to move her legs apart and together. She could feel the pull on her inner thighs as he pushed her legs apart, wider each time.
The pink lips of her pussy peeped out from the thin cover of cunt hair, exposed and inviting. Jeff pushed her thighs as far apart as possible, a motion that made Sandy automatically arch her back and throw her hips forward, opening her pussy even more.
He dropped to his knees then and leaned forward, inhaling the rich, heady scent of her aroused cunt. It made his mouth water.
The addictive taste of her pussy made him want to bury his mouth in her ripe cunt flesh. Instead, he relished her womanly taste slowly and leisurely.
With her thighs held firmly, Sandy could only thrash about as her desire was fed from the exquisite tongue-lashing the gym owner gave her. His raspy tongue swirled and lapped at her pussy lips, the distended bud of her clit and the fluttering mouth of her fuckhole.
"Damn, Jeff, you're making me crazy!" she wailed. "Give it to me... fuck me!"
She could feel his face crease into a grin against her pussy as he licked and lapped hungrily.
"Come on," she pleaded. "Don't make me wait any more. Give me that king-sized prick of yours."
Jeff was equally anxious to get on to some heavy-duty fucking. He levered himself between her creamy, wide-flung thighs. The heavy pole of his cock pointed to the sexy hole centered in her steamy pussy.
"It's all yours now." Jeff growled as he rammed his cock shaft into the soft, puckered center of her pussy. Sandy shrieked and held onto him fiercely as he pistoned his thick slab of cock meat.
"Oh, you're filling me!" she whimpered. "Filling me. I love the feel of it. You're so big, you big-cocked fucker!"
"And you're so fuckin' hot and wet," Jeff groaned back, shoving every cunt-screwing inch of his cock up her fuckhole. "Move your ass forward a little, babe. There, aaahhhhh, shit! That's the way. Deeper now, deeper into your sweet little Sandy could feel the bulging head of his mammoth prick lunging to the very deepest part of her homy pussy with each thrust. She shivered at the sheer pleasure it gave her.
Her long nails raked across his back and down to his pumping ass cheeks. Sandy gripped him almost painfully, as if trying to shove his stroking prick in to an even greater degree.
The passion tremors rippled through her body and passed from her drenched cunt to vibrate along the length of his drilling cock. Jeff could almost feel the trail of fire as his flaming seed coiled in his taut nut sacs, welled-up and waited holding back his climax, because it felt so good.
"Oooohhhhhh, Jeff," Sandy wailed, her senses reeling. "Shove it in me more, more! Mmmmmm, fill me all the way up."
Jeff knew that every thick, straining inch of his fat cock was already jammed deep in her greedy little pussy. But the tight, fleshy lips of her cunt still sucked and gripped his invading prick, wanting more and more.
Held in place and spread wide open in lewd abandon, Sandy gave in to the sensual turmoil swirling in her body and racing through her veins. Her lust was reaching the fever point and she wanted the hard, fast fucking Jeff would give her anything in her life.
She knew his climax was very close and she desperately wanted to experience mutual bliss. "Please, take me with you," she wailed. "Don't leave me hanging." He grabbed her bouncing tits and squeezed. Covering her tremblmg mouth, he snaked his tongue into her warm, wet throat. Pinching her nipples, he moved his mouth to the hard little stubs he held between his fingers. "I'm almost there, babe," he grunted hoarsely, nipping at her tit tips. "Come with me, baby."
The additional stimulation was all Sandy needed. She felt the now familiar gathering in her belly. With a broken sob, she felt her insides reach the boiling point and bubble over-a cascade of liquid fire pulsing to a primitive beat.
Jeff felt his own erupting storm surge forth in a blinding rush. His warm milk gushed into Sandy's twitching pussy, drenching the contracting walls of her cunt.
They moaned together as the ecstasy overcame them. Their sweat-dampened bodies stayed joined as the sound of their harsh breathing hung in the empty room.
Soon Jeff pulled out of her and helped her legs out of the gym equipment stirrups. Sandy was still trembling in the aftermath of her orgasm.
"How in the world did I survive living the way I did?" she asked, a little shakily.
"You've got the world by the balls now," Jeff grinned. "Literally."
"Thanks to you, Jeff."
"Now, I just paved the way. You were one sexy woman before me. The packaging was pretty shitty, but that's all different now." Sandy wore a thoughtful, faraway look.
"Yeah, and the guy who got me motivated to do something about it is gonna get his reward one of these days."