Chapter 4
The days passed quickly. Wanda hardly thought about Marty or Mark Johnson. Bob's wife had come to visit him and she was getting bored with Joey. He was sweet, but no match for a mature man, especially a mature man like Luke Starr.
Luke owned the Golden Door Resort and Wanda had seen him around, but he never seemed to notice her. He was too busy making sure everything ran smoothly and everyone
had a good time.
She knew he was single, She liked that. When Bob had confessed he was married she had been hurt that he hadn't told her sooner. It seemed most of the attractive men everywhere were married. Maybe she'd better hurry up and settle down too. Marty wouldn't wait
forever.
One night she was sitting in the lobby chatting with some people she had met and Luke came along. He joined the conversation, his voice low and his eyes constantly darting to Wanda's cleavage. She was wearing a low cut dress and her firm full tits bulged over the top.
He was at least forty and she wondered briefly if she ought to get involved with a man that old. Then she decided she was being silly. Joey was years younger than she was, and Luke looked a lot more interesting and
experienced.
. The others soon left and she was all alone with him. He sat down next to her on the sofa, and casually put his hand on her thigh.
"I don't believe in bullshit," he growled. "I'd like to fuck you. And I think you'd like me to fuck you. What do you say?"
She was startled. "What did you say?" she
said.
"You heard me right. I said, let's fuck. Straight out, no bullshit. What do you say, yes
or no?"
She nodded and he stood up. "I don't like people to know my business. You stay here a few minutes and meet me in my office."
After he had walked away Wanda sat back on the cushions and shivered. Her pussy quivered as erotic images of the next few hours welled up in her mind. She knew it was crazy. She hardly knew the man, but she didn't care.
Her pussy twitched and moistened when she pictured Starr's face pressed between the cheeks of her ass. Since her great assfuck with Bob, she couldn't get enough of it. She hoped Starr would oblige her new obsession. She creamed her panties just thinking about it.
Fifteen minutes later she was sitting on a sofa in Starr's plush office, holding a glass of champagne in one hand and his rigid prick in the other.
He had a nice long cock, not too thick, but thick enough. He had a massive, juicy-looking cockhead and thick blue veins on his cockshaft.
"I've wanted your hand on my prick since the first time I laid eyes on you," he croaked.
She dipped her hand in the champagne and slowly rubbed her wet fingers up and down the sensitive skin of his fuckpole.
"Fuck, that feels good!" he grunted. "I knew you'd be a hot number. Personally I'm
an ass man. Get your dress off and let me have a look at that gorgeous ass that's been driving me crazy all week."
She giggled. He certainly didn't mince words! She was all ready. Standing up, she wiggled out of her bikinis and held her dress up around her waist. She leaned over, sticking her plump white ass in his face.
"Shit, yeah, it's gorgeous! Prime assflesh!"
He grunted and dipped his fingers in his champagne, spreading the liquid over her smooth asscheeks and into the deep crack between them.
She squirmed and gyrated her hips at the wonderful sensations coursing through her body. She mewled when he lowered his face and began lapping up the bubbly liquid with his tongue.
His tongue slipped down between her thighs and brushed lightly over her puckered shitter and into her cuntlips. Wanda swayed back and forth, her hips moving in a gentle easy rhythm.
"You like?" he croaked.
"I like!" she giggled, her thighs trembling and her pussy gushing cuntjuice.
He pushed her down on the sofa and straddled her, his cock gliding over the wet cheeks of her ass. His long hard prick fluttered over her firm quivering globes and slid in and out between her trembling thighs. Wanda lay on
her belly, moaning and swaying her hips from side to side, shivering at the prospect of getting her asshole reamed by his lovely long cylinder of fuckmeat.
She saw him stick his fingers into the champagne again and in a moment he drilled a finger up her shitter. She moaned and shoved back, pushing her ass at his hand.
"Delicious looking shit-tube!" he grunted. "Top grade."
He got her bung good and wet. He shoved a finger up to the knuckle in her stretched asshole and she shuddered with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
He used his free hand to collect some of the cuntjuice gushing out of her cunthole. He rubbed it over his hard prick while he frigged her shit-tube with his finger.
She moaned now, impatient for him to stick his rod up her grommet. She wanted it in her, sliding in and out of her shit-chute with smooth, powerful strokes.
He pulled his finger out now and rubbed his wet cockhead against the dark puckered ring of her ass/ He moved slowly, careful not to hurt the sensitive little grommet.
When he saw that she was ready and eager for it, he told her to get on her knees. She moved up with her ass in the air and her head and shoulders down on the sofa.
He caressed her body with his strong hands. She loved the feel of his big hands on her trembling flesh. She loved his strength and the way he dominated the action. He was a lovely combination of strength and brutality and she found it thrilling.
She gasped when he opened her asscheeks with one hand and pushed his cockhead against her shitter with the other. She knew it was only a matter of time till his throbbing prick would be sliding inside her bung.
A moment later she felt his cockhead pushing against the tight ring of her shitter. She pushed back to help him, opening her asshole for his prick. Suddenly the puckered ring of her grommet gave way and his spongy cockhead slipped inside.
He grunted, pushing forward and ramming his long hard cock all the way up her ass. Wanda moaned and wiggled her hips, tightening her asshole around his prick. His cock felt huge in her bung.
She moved a hand down to her cunt and began rubbing her clit. His prick rammed in and out of her shitter now, pumping slowly at first, but picking up speed when he saw she wanted it. She was loose enough to take the full length of his prick and she let him know.
He bent over her back and grabbed one of her hanging tits in each hand. His thrusting
became more forceful. He rammed his prick in and out with piston-like strokes as she wailed and sobbed under him.
Rubbing her cunt in a frenzy, she shuddered and quaked with pleasure as his fuckpole pumped in and out of her spasming shit-tube. In a moment he stiffened and grunted, ramming his cockmeat into the hot rubbery grip of her meaty ass. He cried out and began coming, splashing her bowels with his thick hot cock-cream, blasting his jism up her gut.
When she felt his jism explode inside her, her own orgasm erupted and a series of convulsive spasms shook her body.
Later they cleaned up in Luke's private bathroom. She gently washed his cock and balls. Her asshole tingled from the hard fucking he had given her. She wouldn't mind getting fucked that way every day!
They sat down on the sofa and finished the champagne. She wondered what he would want to do next. She shivered with anticipation and meekly waited for him to tell her what he wanted.
"Suck my dick," he grunted.
She put her glass down and got down on her knees between his legs. His cock was long and
limp and nestled against his hairy balls. She had been hoping he would want her to suck his prick.
She leaned forward and lifted his cock up to her mouth, sucking his spongy cockhead between her soft wet lips. She wondered how many women had sucked his cock. Probably dozens. Maybe hundreds. He certainly met a lot of women here at the resort, and he was an appealing man.
Wanda began sucking in earnest. She was determined to get him hard again. She wet his cockhead down, and then let her saliva dribble down over his cockshaft and balls. She sucked hard, pulling in her cheeks to make her mouth as snug as a tight pussy.
He put his hands on her head and pulled her mouth firmly into his crotch. He leaned back and pulled his feet up on the sofa. Now his whole crotch was exposed, his cock and balls and hairy asshole. She gazed with fascination at the coarse black hair running into the crack of his ass. She trembled and her pussy creamed at the sight of his male meat. She had a sudden urge to lick him all over.
She began with his balls. She licked around the base of his prick. Then she licked over the hairy wrinkled sac that held his two big nuts.
She stiffened her tongue and probed over and under his eggs, sucking each ball in turn
inside her wet warm mouth. Then she dropped them out, soaked with her saliva.
His cock began to stiffen. She moved her tongue around to his asshole. He grunted and lurched forward when he felt the first touch of her tongue on the ring of his shitter.
She licked and lapped the outside of his brownie, running her tongue over the puckered ring again and again. She licked and sucked the stretch of skin between his balls and his shithole.
"Stick your tongue in my asshole!" he hissed.
Wanda blanched. The idea of sticking her tongue inside his shitter had never occurred to her. It was one thing to suck and lick, but to actually stick her tongue in there repulsed her.
"Come on, do it!" he croaked.
She began to be turned on by the lewd idea. Shuddering with lust and mewling with pleasure she stiffened her tongue and began to slowly push it into his bunghole.
"Ream me, baby, ream me!" he gasped.
. His asshole felt tight on her tongue. She
worked her stiffened tongue far into his
shitter, all the way down to the root until her
lips pressed against the ring of his asshole.
Her cunt spasmed. Her nose pressed into his ball-sac, she began tongue-fucking his shit-chute. His ass contracted around her tongue,
grabbing the long stiffened muscle by its root.
She panted and snorted with hot lust. She pressed her face into his ass-crack and sucked at his shitter with her lips and tongue. He groaned and trembled, bucking his hips to drive his ass into her face.
She sucked and probed and twisted her stiff wet tongue inside his rubbery shit-tube. She felt his prick getting hard and before long he had a fully erect hard-on, his cock as long and stiff as ever.
"Sit down on it, baby!" he grunted. "Fuck my prick!"
She pulled her tongue out of his shitter and her lips away from his asshole. He put his legs down and she straddled him, bringing the mouth of her cunt over the head of his cock. With a moan of abandon, she impaled herself on his throbbing fuckpole.