Chapter 7
Chuck was now so disgusted that he thought it was worth fifty bucks to ram his cock up her rectum without the help of any lubrication.
"All right," he agreed, "we'll have our little ass fuck. And all I want you to do, sweetheart, is to get on all fours on the floor. I'll take it from there, baby."
"I hope you came prepared with some Vaseline or KY," she said nervously.
Holding his thick cock out he shook his head.
"I like to just stab it up there," he grinned knowingly.
"No way," Jan exclaimed. "You are not slipping that huge cock up my ass without help."
"I figured you hookers will do anything if the price is right," he teased her.
"There isn't enough money in the world to make me take your cock without lubrication. It would tear me up."
"Oh, you're just making a mountain out of a molehill," he said. "On the floor, sweetheart."
She didn't like the cool way Chuck was talking now. It was obvious to her he didn't give a damn about her feelings. He was concerned with one thing and one thing only.
"All right, baby, maybe I'll apply a little spit to my prick."
She was on all fours now. And her body was trembling.
"You'll love it," he assured her as he grasped her ass cheeks and flipped his cock between her ass crack eagerly.
"I'm not so sure," she said, looking back.
Chuck lunged forward. His huge shaft savagely slid into her ass.
"You're killing me," she gasped in pain. "I'm coming apart at the seams."
"It feels good to me, fucker," Chuck said in a low, erotic voice. "Now twist your ass. Grind it, honey, that's the way to do it. Grind it around."
He was pounding his penis up her ass-hole with wild abandon. It was obvious to her he didn't care about anything except his own personal pleasure.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her excitedly. "That's the way to do it. Fuck. Come on, sweetheart, fuck off."
The big cock flipped up her ass-hole. His balls slapped against her buttocks as she twisted. He hoped that he would get his cock off quickly. It could never be soon enough for her.
"Oh, that feels fantastic," Chuck exclaimed as he stabbed it up her butt. "I've never had a better ass fuck. Oh, baby, you're really built back there. What a fuck."
The passionate pleasure that he was deriving from this sexual activity persisted.
"Keep it up," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, that's the way you do it. Fuck it off."
The hot sperm shot out of his cock head.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, milk my dick. Oh, sweetheart, suck it in there with your ass muscles. Oh, honey, I want to get it in farther. All the way."
Jan was happy to help her lover. She appreciated the fact that he was more than willing to pay the price. However, she knew she couldn't spend any more time with him. She had to hurry home and fix dinner for her husband and put on a big act.
She managed to slip a couple of TV dinners into the oven just in time. Len came in and asked her how everything went.
"Oh, kind of boring sitting around the house," she told him.
"I called up but I didn't find you here," he told her.
"Oh, that was you," she laughed. "I heard the phone ringing, darling, but I didn't care to answer. I figured it was someone else."
"Your secret lover?" he asked, coming out into the kitchen.
"No way," she told him. "I'm out in the open with you."
"I hope so," he assured her, "as I would hate to think you are two-timing me and playing around behind my back."
"You don't have to worry," she insisted.
After a quick dinner she told him, "I hope you are being a good boy at the office. I would hate to think that you are playing around with any of the nice secretaries you have there."
"I've been a good boy," he told her, "now let me watch this TV show."
Once more she was lost as far as he was concerned. He was tied up with television. She went to bed and tried to forget it.
The next morning around eleven the phone rang.
"This is Dorothy," the female voice began. "I got an excellent report on your action yesterday. He thinks your ass fuck was the greatest."
"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"
"It certainly is, coming from him," Dorothy told her. "I have a lot of men who dig bizarre sex. I didn't know you would go the whole route."
"Why not?" she asked.
"Yes, yes, why not?" Dorothy laughed. "I have an early afternoon appointment. I'm sure you will enjoy this man. He can be a little rough, but you can tame him, can't you?"
"I hope so," she told her.
"Brian," she began, "is a famous football player. He-likes to tackle his women as well as his men."
"I don't think I would come out very well in a tussle with a big football player," she laughed.
"You would be surprised the way he-likes to tussle," she laughed.
"All right, if the price is right I'll get together with him."
"The same price, and then you can always make a separate deal if you do more. That was what was so beautiful about your appointment yesterday."
"Yes, I got him going," she acknowledged.
She got the name of the hotel where she was to meet Brian. As she barrelled down the freeway to get there she wondered if it was worth it. After all, what conscience could she have? This was what was bothering her. She was insisting on Len being loyal to her and now she was playing around every opportunity she could get.
When she met Brian at the door she was a bit surprised. For he had gotten there before her and he was totally nude.
"You don't waste time," she smiled as she entered the plush motel room.
"At a hundred bucks an hour, babe," he laughed, "I can't afford to. Get your clothes off, sweetie, so we can have a nice time together."
It didn't take her long to undress: And then she realized what he expected.
"I like to rub you down with oil," he explained, "and then we roll all over the bed. It's like football."
"Just don't get as rough as you do with the men," she laughed.
"This is different," he told her. "You'll enjoy it."
He was eager to apply the oil to her body. She didn't mind. Standing before a mirror she let him massage her entire body until she was covered with oil. Next he insisted that she do the same for him.
"All right, love," she agreed.
Massaging him down with oil she enjoyed letting her hand slip arour J his broad chest, down to his trim waist and his firm round-buttocks.
"You're really built," he told her, "and we'll have a nice time. I hope you don't mind the fact that I have my own sex hang-ups."
"Don't we all, tiger?" she teased.
He put a couple of towels over the bed and then the two of them got on the bed and began rolling around. As she felt his strong muscles pressing against her soft bosoms, she did enjoy it.
"I love it when you press against me," she admitted. "Come on, Brian, excite me every way and any way you know how."
Brian's slippery body was struggling to get more excitement from playing with her.
"You're so beautiful, baby," he told her, "you really are, you know."
"Thank you, love," she said as she let her hands wander down to his buttocks.
"I would appreciate it if you would give me a nice body massage now," he suggested, "and let your slippery boobs slide against my ass. How does that sound?"
"I've never done it before," she told him, "but why not try?"
She got off the bed and he stretched out on his stomach. She let her hands massage his back down to his buttocks. Letting her hands sweep over the swell of his ass cheeks, she squeezed them.
"I like your ass," she told him.
"It is shapely, isn't it, sweetheart?" he smiled.
She let her beautiful bosoms sweep over his slippery ass cheeks.
"That's turning me on," Brian told her. "Oh, baby, press those big tits against my butt. Oh, that feels so good to me."
She went on pressing her bosoms against his ass cheeks and he was so stimulated he was pressing his hard cock against the bed.
"I want you to suck on my ass now," he told her, "before you fuck me."
Little did she realize what Brian had in mind at that point. Gently pressing his ass crack apart she let her tongue slip up his ass-hole. Brian wiggled in delight on her tongue.
"Ride it up my rectum," he begged her, "I love that. Oh, baby, you're really sucking nice now."
Her tongue continued stabbing up Brian's tight hot ass-hole as he pressed hard against the bed.
"Suck ass," he told her. "Oh, baby, keep licking and lapping at my ass-hole."
She continued this until he told her to stop.
"Now over there in the corner," he told her, "is a box. Open it up and you'll find a dildo. I want you to strap it on yourself."
Jan was puzzled as to why she should strap a plastic penis onto herself. However, she wasn't puzzled for long. Once she had the dildo on he wanted her to slide it up his ass-hole.
"I like getting ass fucked, too," he told her. "Now you straddle my butt, baby, and slide it up. Use some of that oil on the plastic cock. It will be easier to do that way."
Applying the oil to the plastic penis she suddenly stabbed forward. Brian was excited.
"Fuck," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, fuck it off."
She enjoyed it immensely. So did he.
"I really want to give you a good time," she told him. "Oh, baby, fuck it."
The plastic cock rode up his ass. He wiggled around on it.
"Fuck my ass-hole," the sturdy football player begged the hooker. "Fuck it. Oh, baby, I love getting my ass fucked."
She kept doing it until he told her he wanted to fuck her.
"I'm not gonna use any dildo either," he told her, "just my naked dick."
She took off the dildo she'd strapped on and stretched out on her stomach.
"Get your ass up so I can get in there," he insisted.
She bent over and raised up her ass cheeks for him.
"Now fuck," he commanded her, "and fuck it good, baby."
The thick penis plunged up her rectum. The impact of the initial cock stab hurt like the devil. However, once she had become acclimated to it, she enjoyed it.
"Keep that up, baby," she begged him, "I love it. Now you're screwing. Fuck me. Keep fucking, sweetheart. Oh, wow!"
He went on riding his slippery cock up her ass. She was wiggling on it now like a pro.
"I know you've been screwed up your ass before," he told her. "A chick doesn't take to a cock this quick up her ass unless she's had it. You're good at it, too."
More than ever Jan felt like an anal girl. For she could tell she was doing a good job.
"Keep your ass moving," he told her. "like that, lover. Yes. Now you're doing it. All the way, baby.
Let me slip it in there."
The thick slippery penis continued stabbing up her ass.
"Fuck it," he begged her, "come on, baby, fuck. That's how you do it. Fuck it."
The erotic thrills that shot through her body persisted. For he was giving her an ass fuck such as she'd never known.
"I want you to grab it and hold it with your ass muscles, he told her, "and I'll just plunge it in and leave it there. I'll let you do the work with your ass."
Trying different ways of anal intercourse was interesting for Jan. She could use some of these sex tricks on her husband.
When the big football player plunged his slippery cock way up her rectum and stopped, she knew it was up to her now. She gripped his cock tightly. She massaged it with her sphincter muscle.
"Fuck me," she begged him. "Oh, keep that big dick of yours sliding in me. I want to feel it shoving. That's it, sweetheart. Fuck. Fuck me hard. Oh, baby, fuck it off."
He was driving into her with hard stabs. She was enjoying it immensely.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Oh, baby, now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it."
He went on pounding his cock up her ass. Soon she felt him juicing. As the hot sperm flashed from his cock, she squeezed, milking him.
"You know how to do," he told her, "milk my prick. That's it. Oh, do I like to see your ass in this milking motion. You're in high gear, honey. Keep twisting. Grab it. Now. Just like that. Keep it up."
Apparently she was pleasing him. She could tell by the way his hands clasped her ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"Fuck it some more, baby," he told her. "Keep your ass moving. More juice will shoot up your hot, tight butt. Keep it up, baby."
She was entertaining him with everything she knew. With full impact she kept him going. More sperm spurted out of his cock head.
"Oh, best ass grind I ever had," he flattered her when he pulled his penis out of her finally.
Some of his cum dripped on her behind. He wiped it off with his hand.
"You've sure got a juicy dick, honey," she told him. 'That's what I call a repeater peter."
"I get all revved up when I have a good tight ass to fuck," he told her. "I'm tired of loose-goose pussy."
"All pussy is not loose goose," she said, becoming uptight.
"Do you have a tight twat?" he smiled.
"You know it," she assured him.
A little while later she had an opportunity to prove to the football player just how great her vagina muscles were.
When he slipped his penis into her pussy and pumped vigorously she gripped him tightly. Having used a pussy muscle exerciser she had developed superb muscle tone in her pussy.
"Oh, honey," he panted, "now you're fucking. Keep clasping it. Oh, sweetheart, massage my dick."
She knew how to entertain him. She kept pulling on his cock in a snapping motion.
"You're like a hooker I used to know when I was in the Navy," he laughed. "She could snap her pussy and work wonders."
"A girl has to know how to use her body," she told him, "if she is going to clean up. And I plan to make a mint with my box."
"You will," he assured her as he went on pounding his cock into her vagina. A few more wiggles and he was off.
"I couldn't control it," he complained. "Oh, baby, you're too good."
Jan smiled. She had won the battle of orgasm. For she didn't want him to take forever.
He pulled out and she looked at the clock.
"Time," she laughed.
"A hooker should never call time," he complained. "Maybe she would worm more money out of the man if she would suggest another act."
"What do you do after the third act?" she laughed.
He was looking at her now with adoration. His tongue lapped at her nipples.
"You don't mind if I suck your titties, do you?" he smiled.
"I would love it," she assured him. "Lick away, baby."
His tongue lapped at first one bosom and then the other. He would play with one breast while he would suck on the other.
"You don't know how good that feels to me," she told him, "you really don't."
He licked a tongue trail down to her vagina.
"If you eat my box, baby," she smiled, "you're gonna lick your own cum."
"I could .do worse," he smiled at her.
His tongue flipped along her slit. Soon he was plunging inside. Reaching down she held him.
"Suck my pussy," she begged himn "suck me, baby. Lick your cum out of my twat. Oh, sweetheart, love me. Lick me. Eat me."
Passionately his tongue laved her. He could tell she was cuming again. His cum mixed with hers.
"Suck me," she begged when she climaxed. "Eat me. Oh, tiger, suck out my box."
There was something downright delicious about her vagina. He was an expert at pussy eating and wanted to display his skill. Proudly his tongue pumped into her and his teeth worked at her love button. She gushed some more juice. Pressing his lips down in suction-cup style he swallowed her completely. He licked his lips in delight.
"You've got a nice-tasting pussy," he told her honestly.
"Have you tried all the flavors?" she smiled at him.
"I've tried enough to know where it's at," he winked.