Chapter 14
A few days after her sexually liberating experience with Gordy, their color television set began to give Clara problems.
She called a television repair shop in the area, and the middle of that same afternoon a repairman arrived. He was a tall, highly muscular Negro man in his early forties. The thing that Clara immediately liked about him was that the man had an air of confidence that was unmistakable. From the moment that he took charge, she was certain that he would properly repair the set.
"This ain't gonna be no problem at all," the man said.
"I hope you're right."
"I know these things inside and out," he told her. "Just wait. I'll take care of it. I'll take care of it without any trouble."
The man quickly proved her correct. He had the set working and, not only that. The picture was better than it had been at any time with the exception of the first few months that Clara and Louis had had it.
By that point Clara was again feeling despondent. Louis was once again wrapped up in his work. They had had sex two nights earlier. She had once again mentioned the possibility of an ass fuck. She mentioned it lightly this time, and he had responded by frowning bitterly. She knew that she just had to keep her mouth shut on that score.
As the repairman finished up the job, Clara felt as if it would be a good idea to talk to him for a little while. She felt lonely And somehow just being in the presence of this muscular, confident Negro gave her a feeling of confidence.
She looked over at his shirt, which had his name, Rufus, inscribed on it.
"How would you like something to drink, Rufus?" she asked. "It's a warm afternoon. How about a beer?"
"We're not supposed to fraternize with the customers, ma'am," he smiled.
"Knock off that ma'am stuff, Rufus. My name's Clara. You'll get me angry if you keep calling me ma'am. It makes me feel like I'm older than I am."
"I'm not calling you ma'am for that reason. It's just a way of showing respect."
"I realize that," she smiled. "All right, so you're not supposed to drink. Who's gonna tell on you?"
"Well, I don't have another appointment for the rest of the afternoon," he grinned. "So, I can always go back to the shop and tell them I was a little longer here. They're not gonna know how long it took me to fix the set."
"Now you're talking. Come on into the kitchen and we'll have that beer."
The longer that Clara spent in Rufus's presence, the more excited that she became. Several times she stole a glance down at his tight-fitting trousers. Her eyes focused toward his crotch. She observed his huge, bulging dick. She wanted badly to unzip his trousers, then reach inside of his shorts and pull out his cock. She wanted to move her fingers briskly up and down the full length of his hot, rigid dick.
After Rufus finished his second beer and she had finished her second Scotch, Clara realized that Rufus was as ready for action as she was. She could see that he had been attracted to her right from the beginning, but he had not been willing to take a gamble. After all, she was a customer, and he knew that he could lose his job if he had miscalculated and made a pass that had gone unappreciated.
All of a sudden Clara reached out and unzipped Rufus's trousers. His legs twitched with nervous excitement. She reached inside of his shorts, pulling out his long, hard penis.
"Honey, I want to play with your cock," she said.
"Go ahead, baby," he smiled. "I want to feel those sensations. You're really a hot chick. You really want sex, don't you?"
"You're damned right I do."
"Come on, honey. Just let your fingers go."
Up and down her fingers went to work on Rufus's huge, erect organ. The longer that she attacked his cock with her fingers, the harder that her heart pounded. She knew that she just had to receive some quick, stabbing sensations inside of her ass-hole. She knew that his hard, black cock would be ideally suited for providing her with the ultimate in sexual energy.
She removed her fingers suddenly from Rufus's cock, then jumped up from the chair.
"Let's go into the bedroom," she smiled matter-of-factly.
Rufus got up from his chair and nodded solemnly. He walked into the bedroom with her, then quickly began stripping off his clothes. As he did so, she did the same. She removed her clothes as quickly as she could, then slid her body inside of the bed.
"I want you to ass fuck me," she told him. "I really want you to slam your cock into me, baby. You can give me a nice screw."
"Of course I can," he nodded. "You just wait. I'm gonna drive my hot stick inside of your ass-hole. I'm gonna keep slamming it into you until every drop of the stuff shoots."
"That I like to hear."
"Of course. Just hang on."
Rufus was more than happy to take charge. He looked down at his long, solid, naked cock. He reached out with his right middle finger, letting it tease her as he moved it around inside of her anus.
"Ohhh, that does feel nice," she said.
"It feels pretty damned nice to me, too," he confirmed. "As a matter-of-fact, the quicker that I push it inside you, the faster you move your hips. The faster you move your hips, the more excited that I get. I really like this. Damned, it feels so good just running my finger inside your ass-hole."
He moved his finger several more times inside of her anus. As he removed it from her ass-hole, he was ready to slam his cock into her. He looked down at it, then pushed his cock forward. He threw her legs over his shoulders, then initiated his quick, decisive stabs. He kept on thrusting beautifully, working his long, savage tool inside of her anus.
"That's so good," she sighed. "Honey, what a long cock you've got. Come on, just drive it inside me."
Rufus began to purr like a kitten as he ever so attentively continued to direct his forceful strides toward his lover's ass-hole. The harder that he jarred her, the quicker that she moved her hips and legs as Clara responded to the effective penis stabs. He rammed her so hard that a few times she could feel acute waves of pain, but that wasn't going to bother her at all. Not when she was deriving so much overall sensation from his quick, twisting, ever forceful penis strokes.
"Fuck it, fuck it," she gulped.
His hot stick kept on driving, slamming repeatedly inside of her ass-hole. The faster that he flung his cock forward inside of her anus, the closer that he moved. He realized just how close he was approaching the point of climax. As the itchiness continued to build up in Rufus's balls, he fucked her even harder, letting his thick, fiery, black dick slam deep inside of her ass-hole. His mammoth ebony organ could not contain itself any longer. A few quick, tugging, instinctive cock slices later, the juices began to spurt out of the end of his dick. They began to splash wildly, spurting out of his penis and into her ass-hole.
"Here I go," he sighed. "Darling, this is quite a fuck. Baby doll, I love the fucking."
He kept on shooting the juices out of his organ. He withdrew his cock from her ass hole. He reached out with his right index finger, letting it poke inside of her anus. Once that Rufus got acclimated to Clara's ass hole, he didn't want to stop. He wanted to continue enjoying all kinds of wild and wonderful sensations.
"Honey, you're probing me again," she said delightedly. "Just keep your finger moving. Work it, honey. These are nice sensations."
Rufus smiled amiably. If there was one thing that he knew, it was that he could please Clara just as much as he was pleasing himself by continuing at the same level of forceful acitivity. His finger kept probing stiffly, grinding hotly, manipulating inside of her ass hole.
"Finger fuck me, come on, keep it up," she exclaimed.
A few quick, twisting finger stokes later, he removed his finger from her ass hole. He was set to launch into some more fucking.
"I want your ass hole again," Rufus solemnly declared. "I want you to have it as soon as possible."
And I want you to have it," she replied. "Come on, sweetheart. Just stick your hard dick inside me."
He reached out and grabbed her legs once more, throwing them over his shoulders. He could tell from the way that her body was twisting just how eager she was for the fuck. If anything, it appeared to Rufus as if Clara was even hornier the second time around. After all, he thought, he had provided her with a good deal of satisfaction. So now she would want to receive some more in the way of that same kind of jolting energy.
As his fingers held onto her thighs, Rufus projected his cock forward. He moved it with dazzling impact, letting it grind and stab forcefully as it worked its way inside of her ass hole. He kept on stiffly grinding his cock, sending it with savage desire deep inside her, loving every solid thrust that he sent into her.
"You're gonna keep getting this," he exclaimed. "My cock's gonna keep pushing inside your ass hole, honey. I'm not gonna stop until I juice. What a nice ass. Just keep gliding it. You're doing a good job."
Rufus loved the way that his lover's ass cheeks swayed to and fro as he kept up his quick, slicing stabs. His hard cock kept on energetically finding the mark. He pushed it forward with roaring impact, slicing away with everything that he could bring to bear in the way of purposeful excitement. He found himself moving that much nearer to orgasm. He could tell that very shortly the drops of thick, white fluid would again be making their way out of the end of his black cock. He loved the quick, decisive stabs that he was sending inside of her, and with every quick, tugging movement, he realized that he was pushing that much nearer to that ultimate moment when the spraying orgasmic fluids would fly from the end of his dick and spurt into her ass hole.
His quick cock kept on manipulating with lightning precision inside of her. As he moved ever closer to the end, Rufus abandoned his finger movements against her ass cheeks. He reached out and began gripping his fingers against her breasts. He held on tightly, twisting his fingers against her.
"Touch my nipples, I like that," she smiled. "Rufus, you're really some cocksman. Come on, baby. Just keep your pecker driving. Keep slamming it inside me. Come on, I want your cock inside my ass hole."
Her ass cheeks kept on steadily grinding back and forth, and all the while Rufus continued his assertive contact with her anus. His shiny ebony cock was plunging all the way into her rectum, delivering as much in the way of energetic force as he could bring to bear.
Rufus heaved several loud gasps. His body shook as he watched his second successive load of thick, white semen start to shoot out of the end of .his organ.
"Here we go again," he smiled. "Two in a row."
"I can feel it," she sighed with delight. "Honey, all that hot, white sutff. It's spilling out of you. Darling, ohhh, can you ever fuck. What thick loads."
She watched with a smile of contentment as she observed the profuse sea of hot, white semen that kept on gushing out of the end of Rufus's stirring dick.
When he finally removed his ramrod from her ass hole, she could feel the stinging pain. She knew that she had been fucked as convincingly as man could conceivably do it.