Chapter 11
It was their first date. A whole week had passed since Katy had lured Randy Hanks to the house and seduced him. Since he hadn't followed up with a phone call the next day, or even the day after, she figured she must not have measured up to his other girlfriends. She had done it all wrong-you don't start off a relationship with a fuck, you gradually build up to it. He probably considered her just an easy lay. She had almost written off their encounter as a one-night stand when the call finally came.
He had suggested a steak house just outside of New Burney-a place far enough away that their every movement wouldn't be reported back to her father before she returned home-and she had quickly accepted.
Perhaps she shouldn't have been so eager. She should have played a little harder to get. But, damn it, she really liked the guy and she didn't want to risk discouraging his attention.
She felt good entering the steak house on the arm of a man as macho looking as Randy. Several women looked away from their own companions and gave him a critical appraisal, and then turned their glances to her, clearly wondering what there was about her that had attracted such a good-looking guy. Katy just smiled and clutched Randy's arm tighter.
She sat back and let him order the drinks. She showed her pleasure at being with him by pressing her thigh gently against his leg. His grin made her feel warm inside.
"What time will your dad be expecting you home?" he asked smoothly, returning the leg caress.
"I'm a big girl, now. I make my own decisions." She smiled at him. "Besides, I think he'll be spending the evening with his secretary."
"I hadn't realized your dad was such a swinger. like father, like daughter?"
She laughed. "Some say so."
He grinned and eyed her outfit. She wore a simple sheath dress, but the bodice was tight enough to be a second skin. Her breasts were clearly outlined, her nipples taut just from the excitement of being out with him.
"How come a pretty girl like you isn't married, Katy?"
Toying with a cocktail napkin, she answered him honestly. "My mother wants me to marry for money."
"And you?"
Their gazes met and held for a moment. "I suppose it's as good a reason as any," she finally replied.
He let out a sigh. "I guess that let's me out. I'm dirt poor."
She smiled at him. "In some cases, I could make an exception."
"Would the size of a guy's dick have anything to do with it?" he asked with a leer.
"His ability to use it might," she replied smoothly.
His response was interrupted as the cocktail waitress arrived with their drinks. She looked at Randy long and hard before glancing back at Katy. Her expression was clearly envious.
Randy took a healthy swig of his drink, then stared at Katy. His glance moved slowly down from her face to the thrusting globes of her tits. Her nipples stiffened even more under the heat of his gaze. "Are you really hungry right now?"
"Not for food," she said in a shaky voice, rubbing her leg against his again.
"Let's finish our drinks," he said. "We can come back later. They serve until nine."
Katy smiled agreeably and lifted her drink.
The restaurant had an added convenience-it adjoined a fairly new motel with comfortable-looking rooms. Half an hour later, they were in one of those rooms.
He kicked the door shut behind them and drew in a ragged breath as he tightened his arms around her. "God, Katy," he said as he pulled back to look down at her. "I've been thinking of this, dreaming of this-dreaming of having you in my arms-ever since that afternoon we spent together."
His admission filled her with pleasure. So, maybe she had played it right after all.
Softly, gently, almost chastely, he brushed his lips against hers.
"Is that the way you kiss your grandmother?" Katy taunted. "Kiss me!"
His eyes flared with heat as he stopped holding back. Pulling her against him so tightly that he squeezed nearly all the air from her body, he kissed her again.
She shook with lust, and her lips opened. This time he gave in to the temptation and kissed her hungrily, greedily, taking what she offered and then some. His tongue plundered the softness of her mouth and stroked deep, stealing all that was left of her breath.
It was a kiss of pure fire, pure passion. Katy arched her crotch against his and kissed him back just as fiercely, just as hungrily.
Oh, how she needed fucking! He sensed it, and she could feel the intensity of his need and his craving for her. Damn! Just as before, their passions were perfectly attuned.
He kissed her harder, deeper, inhaling her, consuming her, and her heart pounded wildly as heat surged through her veins. The kiss revealed the strength of his passion, the heat of his hunger for her.
Randy was breathing hard as he pulled back to gaze down into her eyes. He cupped her face with the palm of one hand and traced her lips with his thumb.
"What is it about you?" he breathed. "You're un-like any other woman I've ever met. What is this power you have over me?"
Katy lost herself in the midnight depths of his eyes. "Maybe it's destiny," she whispered. "Maybe we're supposed to be lovers."
"Maybe," he murmured. He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her again, so softly this time, so sweetly, Katy felt herself melt.
With his hands around her shapely ass, he felt the tremors of excitement as they shook her body. Her mouth and lips responded with passionate fervor, and her crotch rode against his straining cock. She was ready.
He pushed up the hem of her dress in back so that he could run his fingers over her thighs. He discovered all her secrets-the lace panties that stretched over her butt, her nylons, held up by tight garters that bit into her firm-fleshed thighs, and stretching between them, an intriguing span of delightfully smooth skin.
Randy hadn't had a woman since leaving her bed that afternoon almost two weeks ago. That was unusual for him. He couldn't remember ever going more than two or three days without having a fuck, not since his first. But, somehow, this Yankee broad had screwed over his mind.
Sliding a finger between her thighs, he found and caressed her cunt curve. Katy shuddered and wiggled her ass back so that his fingers could get at her nylon-covered pussy.
"What do you want from me, babe?" he asked, his lips kissing her neck.
"The same as you want from me," she murmured. "Everything-" "Totally and completely."
Her lush thighs spread, giving him more freedom with her cunt. It was already moist. The ever-so-faint aroma of warm pussy was already piquing his nostrils.
Finally, she broke away and twisted around so that her back was to him.
"Would you help with my zipper?"
She felt him touch her gently as he searched for the tiny zipper pull on the back of her dress. The sound of the zipper going down seemed almost deafening in the silence.
He was certainly already aware that she wasn't wearing a bra. But she heard him swallow hard anyway as the simple pull of the zipper bared her from the nape of her neck all the way down to the lace of her panties.
Katy pulled the dress off and stepped out of it, letting it sink to the floor. Then she turned to face him.
Heated flared in Randy's eyes at the sight of her wearing only her white lace panties.
"Has anybody ever told you that you have great tits?"
Katy blushed as she reached out and started unbuttoning his shirt. "I believe you did."
"Sonofagun!" he murmured. "I just might have at that."
While she pushed off his sport shirt, he loosened his pants and dropped them.
Katy's hazel eyes glowed as she saw the bulge in his shorts. She held her breath as he kicked off his shoes and pushed down his briefs.
His maleness overwhelmed her...the dark curled hair on his thighs...the wild bush of hair at his groin... the heavy balls...the long, thick cock that reared up like a boom.
"Ummmmm!" Katy breathed. "That looks yummy."
He tensed his cock, and a bubble of pre-cum leaked from its swollen head.
The sight brought heat to her breasts, and warmth started to spread from deep within her vagina.
"Now," he said, sliding his arm around her waist and lifting her left tit in his hand, "let's try that kiss again."
"Yessss!" she breathed, her knees trembling.
His mouth took hers and she whined with delight. Her hand snaked down to his stiff prick.
Shivers of lust swept her body. Ohhh, God, he was big! The feel of that huge cock in her fingers caused her cunt to moisten.
As they kissed and stroked their tongues, their naked bodies rubbed together. He filled his hands with her soft breasts. While he stroked her silky skin, her fist whipped slowly up and down on his shaft.
He lowered his head and started sucking on her boobs. With his lips sucking and nibbling on her tender tit flesh, his hand slid down across her tummy and cupped her cunt.
"Ohhhh, Randy!" she panted. "Finger-fuck me, honey. Start me off with a big one."
Good Lord, what would her friends say if they could hear her now? She had never said things like this before, never pleaded like a trollop for a man's attention. God, she had turned into a slut!
Randy responded to her pleas, pumping a finger into her cunt while his thumb mashed against her clit. It was a crude way to do it, but her tension quickly built to a climax.
"Ohhhh, Randy! I-I-I'm cumming!"
Her legs shook and her clit throbbed as the hard beat of her climax shook her from head to toe. She didn't care that she was a bitch, a slut, a whore-or even a nympho! She had to have it!
And Randy understood, and he knew exactiy how to satisfy her hunger.
When she recovered, he was nuzzling her tits and rubbing his hand over her warm, juicy opening.
"Mmmmmm. That was nice. Thanks."
"Don't mention it, babe."
She squeezed his rigid cock. "My turn," she murmured. "Do you want me to eat you?"
"Maybe later," he grunted. "Right now I'm hot for your tight box."
They fell back together on the bed, skin touching skin, soft flesh against taut muscle.
Randy's hands were everywhere at once, skimming the softness of her skin, stroking, caressing, delighting in her sweet smoothness. His fingers probed her most intimate place, finding her slick and hot and ready for him.
"This one's my treat," she murmured, pushing him over onto his back and straddling him. The softness of her belly pressed against his erection as the smooth cheeks of her ass settled on him. She was panting, her excitement building. Her knees pressed against his hips, and her sleek legs caressed his hairy, muscular thighs. Her soft blonde hair hung around them like a curtain as she leaned forward to cover his mouth with hers in a passionate kiss. Then she shifted and wove a trail of hot kisses along his neck, down his chest.
He groaned aloud. His cock sprang up, throbbing for her moist cunt.
Katy rubbed her cunt lips over his hairy thigh, smearing him with her juices. The feel of his hard muscles in his leg added to the thrill, driving her half-mad with lust. Randy's body was slick with sweat, his cock rigid and ready again. She brushed her mound against it, meshing her silken cunt curls with his wiry cock hair, and felt the heat radiating from his big cock.
She wiped her dripping cunt over his prick and the lips parted so that he could see the juicy, pulsing pink-ness of pussy flesh. She was incredibly moist inside. Randy's head reeled. He couldn't wait to feel his cock shoving inside there, fucking her with powerful, grinding thrusts.
Randy pushed upward, and the tip of his cock forced its way between her pussy lips.
Katy moaned as she felt her cunt stretch wide to accommodate his thick width. "Ohhhh! Oh, yes!" she sobbed. It felt as though he were splitting her apart! Oh, God, he had such a huge cock! A wonderfully huge cock! She threw her head back and let out a yelp of excitement as the warm walls of her pussy wrapped around him like a clinging glove. God, what a man!
When his cock was fully inside her, Randy began to work his hips slowly. Katy balanced above him, riding him like a bronco, as her hot, slick cunt gradually adjusted to his size. Breathing heavily, she twisted around it as it slid in and out. Her pussy lips ground into his groin each time their bodies came together.
Grunting with the effort, he drove his cock steadily in and out of her tight cunt. Her movements increased, her hips rolling, her buttocks twisting as his organ pumped in and out of her sex. His prick felt immense, like a huge club plundering her body again and again. Her juices flowed in a steady stream out of her cunt, spreading along the insides of her thighs as his belly repeatedly slapped up against her crotch.
They gasped together as his movements became more rapid. Her tension wound tighter. She felt her climax fast approaching. As the sensations swamped her, she cried out and moaned and bucked back at him in a frenzy.
"Oh, yes!" Katy cried.
"God, babe...."
"Oh, don't stop...this feels too good! Don't ever stop...." The wet smacking sounds from her pussy and the slurping noises from his slippery cock mixed erotically, filling the small room with the sound of their lust as his hard cock kept moving steadily in her slick cunt. She humped and twisted, raising and dropping her ass in a frenzy.
"God!" he groaned again.
And then he grunted and slammed forward as he began his cum. He pushed way up, lifting her high into the air as he forced his dick deep inside her. His prick lurched and began spewing warm, creamy cum.
Katy caught the momentum. Her clit began to buzz, and deep in her womb she felt the beginnings of that exhilarating rush of completion.
"I'm going to cum, honey! You're making me cum! Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! Ohhh, yes!" Her body began to shiver violently. "Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" she whimpered hoarsely, her breath coming out in short, hysterical gasps. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh, God! Ohhhh!"
Her body twitched and jerked as his cock sputtered its final spurt of hot cream deep inside her.
Slowly, she drifted back to consciousness. Gradually, she became aware of his arms around her, of the cushioning warmth of his body beneath her, her cheek resting comfortably in the crook of his shoulder.
She smiled as she ran her fingers over his sweat-drenched muscles. "I sure am glad we decided to hold off on the steaks for a while. That was a lot better than a salad."
His laughed, then twisted around so that he could kiss her hard on the mouth.
After that, they lay together for a while, each quiet, each lost in their own thoughts
"So, you said with the right guy you could make an exception," he finally said, returning to the thread of conversation they had started earlier.
"Are you offering?"
"I'm considerin'. "