Chapter 8
There was a small neighborhood bar that Carla had always been curious about. She went there and enjoyed herself. She liked the sign in front of the place, "The Jay Hawk." She liked the lights that flashed off and on. And she was determined she would meet someone there who could satisfy her carnal needs.
She went in and sat down beside a dark-skinned Latin. It didn't take him long to get acquainted with her.
"Could I buy you a drink, young lady?" he asked with a certain air of gallantry.
"That would be nice," she nodded. "I am a bit thirsty."
The bartender came over. He eyed her and knew about what she was doing.
"What'll you have, lady?"
"Let me think a minute," she told him. "How about a brandy Alexander?"
"Sure, lady," the bartender said.
After she had her drink, she noticed the Latin man pushed his leg against her. Then he pushed his thigh against her thigh.
"I haven't seen you here before," he told her.
"No," she said quietly, not wanting to tell him much more.
"How would you like to come up to my place?" he asked her. "We could drink there."
"I'm afraid I couldn't do that," she told him nervously.
"Why not?" the Latin man asked her. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Manuel."
"Manuel," she smiled at him, "what a pleasant name. I'm Carla."
"Carla," he told her, "from the minute you stepped in here I knew you were not the usual trollop who frequents this place."
"Is this a bad place?" Carla asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It's not the best," he confessed, "but, baby, we make the most of it. Right?"
She looked about the place suspiciously.
"Maybe I shouldn't be here," she agreed.
They left together. Manuel was eager to have Carla follow him in her car.
"I'll drive my car behind you," she told him.
"All right, baby, but don't get lost."
When they got to his place, he was not a bit bashful.
"Take off your clothes," he told her, "and let's fuck, baby."
"Aren't you rather bold?"
"That's what you came here for," he told her, "and I know how to give you a good time. I have a very agile tongue."
She laughed as she saw him wiggling his tongue.
"All right," she agreed, "but I'm not used to this sort of thing."
"I believe," he laughed.
Carla undressed slowly. She noticed how quickly Manuel took off his clothes.
"Hurry up," he said anxiously. "I'm hotter than a bull's ass-hole."
Now he was prepared to give her a wild time of it. He stroked himself and she looked at his enormous penis. Going over to him she caressed it lovingly.
"I'd like to suck on that cock of yours," Carla confessed.
"On your knees," he told her. "Worship my pecker."
Carla was naked now. Dropping to her knees, she pulled Manuel's proud penis to her lips. She let her tongue slip back and forth against it. He loved the erotic sensation of her tongue licking at his cock.
"Suck it, baby," he whispered. "Go ahead, honey, suck it."
He was amazed how superbly she sucked on his long, thick penis. Fastening her lips on his long, hard penis she sucked hard.
"Eat my pecker," he begged her. "Suck it."
With passionate longing he continued entertaining her. He watched as her cheeks pulled in as she sucked his long, thick penis.
"Oh, baby, I'm on fire," he panted as he pumped it into her throat. "Hang tight."
Grasping her head, he held her in place. He could feel her mouth creating a suction at the tip of his organ. He loved the sensation. Throwing his head from side to side, he begged her to keep on sucking.
"Not too fast," he warned her. "Make the pleasure last."
She sucked slowly. This got him more excited than ever.
"Oh baby," he told her, "you don't know how fantastic it feels to have your mouth on my pecker."
Opening his eyes now he watched. He enjoyed the sight of her beautiful breasts jiggling as her face moved back and forth when she sucked him. Then he felt his juice spurting in her mouth. At this erotic moment Carla sucked with all of her might. She had become acclimated to sucking cum out of a mans' cock.
"Suck my pecker," he panted. "Suck every drop of it. Ohhh, yes, yes, baby. Suck me."
Grasping her head he ran his fingers through her hair.
"Now you're doing it," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, what a blow job."
He was pleased with her performance.
She slipped her mouth smoothly off the tip of his cock. Then getting to her feet she looked at him adoringly.
"Darling," she whispered, "I sure liked the taste of you. You were sweet and delicious."
He nodded. "Stretch your ass out on the bed," he told her, "and I'll take you on my tongue trip."
She went over to the bed and stretched out for him. It didn't take him long to get ready to entertain her with his tongue. As she spread her legs he got down there. He gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy to his mouth. His tongue whipped back and forth across her vagina. His finger slid smoothly up her ass-hole. Carla enjoyed the dual action of his finger in her rear end and his tongue in her vagina. She enjoyed the way he lightly brushed back and forth across her clit. It was no rough stuff, but gentle.
"Just the way I like it," she whispered in a soft voice. "Keep it up, Manuel baby."
He liked the erotic aroma of her crotch. He thrilled to the delicious taste of her pussy juices which were starting to flow as she became more aroused. He also knew it would be fun to stick his cock up her butt later. He continued letting his tongue slip and slide all around in her.
"Ohhh, I can't stand it," she exclaimed anxiously. "Eat me, baby."
Passionately he went on tonguing her mound. At the same time he went on sliding his finger gingerly in and out of her rectum. She couldn't stand it any longer. Throwing both legs over
Manuel's shoulders, she pumped. He liked it when she participated like this. For it indicated to him just how intensely excited she had become with his own tongue style of lovemaking.
"Eat me," she panted. "Ohhh, baby, suck me. Suck my pussy."
Her pussy juices flowed freely as Manuel's tongue licked and ate her. When he had finished sucking her pussy hole, he knew what he had to do.
"Roll over," he told her.
She rolled over. Manuel spit into his hand. He applied his own spit to his penis shaft. Now he was prepared to slide it up her ass-hole. Her ass cheeks arched upward. At this point he let his hard cock slam into her.
"Fuck, baby," he whispered enticingly. "That's what I want you to do, darling. Fuck it. Come on, baby, fuck."
With determined cock stabs he went on ramming it to her. When his penis tip touched her tight anal ring he hesitated. For he knew that it was going to be a tight fit.
"Relax," he warned her.
"I'll try," she whispered.
All at once she felt his rock-hard cock ramming roughly up her tight ass-hole. She let out a howl of pain and protest. His eyes lighted with a certain glow that indicated his pleasure was in her pain.
"Fuck," he said crudely, "fuck it."
Lewdly he stabbed his cock up her ass. Her husband had never fucked her like this. She picked up his rhythm. And as he continued stabbing her ass-hole he got more excited. For it was easy for him to see just how much she enjoyed it. She swung her hips around. She was enjoying it intensely.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you know how much we like it. Keep fucking. That's the way. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With powerful penis jabs he went on thrusting. She was going out of her mind with fascination as he went on thrusting.
"I'm almost there," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it off."
The keen, intense pleasure that she felt now had her trembling. Suddenly his cock exploded high in her ass-hole. She twisted around. She had enjoyed every erotic moment of it.
"Yes, yes," he nodded, "I love it. That's the way. Shove your ass back to me. Now. Let me drive it in deeper."
His long, rigid cock rode up her ass-hole farther. Her tail twisted as Manuel's cock shot a white, hot spray right up her rectum. He reached for her bosoms. He squeezed the nipples as he finished fucking her ass-hole.
When he eased out of her behind he thanked her.