Chapter 6

The next morning, while I was fixing myself some coffee and contemplating last minute details, a soft thud sounded on the door. I prayed it wasn't Alex, looking for a quickie. When he left me, I gathered that I had totally drained him.

No, I silently concluded, that had to be my little angel returning from her night at Gabriella's. Deb and I had much to discuss; our first transaction would be to determine where the dildo came from. I refused to believe it materialized out of thin air.

"Coming," I chimed, when the rapping continued. I snatched my robe from the floor and threw it on in the event it wasn't Deb. This place certainly had a revolving door of guests.

Steve's presumptuous look met my inculpable gaze the second I opened the door a crack. "Morning, Bev," he declared, his arrogance fully intact, "glad to see me?"

Without missing a beat, I sassed back, "A little surprised. When I left you, I assumed you would be out of it for a while."

"No such luck." He lowered his voice and whispered, "I've got your breakfast right here, in my pants." As punctuation to that remark, he thumbed the start of an erection through the material. "We're talking a double order of bacon."

"I'll take a pass, cowboy."

I began to shut the door, but he wedged his foot in its path. "You left me in a bad way last night, Bev. We were just beginning to smoke when you split."

"Look," I said, in a no-nonsense tone, "I've got plenty of things to do before I haul my ass back to Chicago; taking care of your sexual urges isn't among them."

His eyes raked over the cleft of my tits, delectably featured by my carefully arranged hands. My boobs were labeled a visual feast. He underwent mental torture, reflecting naked desire. "Come on, Bev. You're so fucking hot. No woman has ever gotten me to explode the way you did last night in that closet. Jesus. It was the best blow job I ever had."

"Then why tamper with perfection?" I said, omitting emotion from my voice. "You have that to ruminate."

He saw he was engaged in a deadlock. I made it clear that what occurred was a one-time session, with no repeats. "Maybe Deb can finish what you started, Bev. Tell her Steve is here to give her a cunt full, or mouthful-its her option."

"I believe we had this discussion," I growled.

"Come on, Bev, did you think you would stop me? Nothing scares me off. The second you leave, I'm going to fuck your daughter's brains out. And want to know what? She's going to beg me to do it. I'll see to that."

"If you mean it as a threat, Steve, you're going to regret those words."

"No," he exhaled in a seductive fashion, "you 're the one who will be sorry.. .for passing up on the best fuck you could ever have."

His low, male register rocked my foundation. My scorn quickly decayed. My rehearsed comments were scratched at this newly written script. Steve overrode my decision with his stern expression.

"You would do that, to spite me?" I murmured. His cool grin was in place. "Whatever it takes, baby."

This changed everything. I couldn't leave Deb in hands of this egomaniacal stud. I was a fast study of character, and his bothered me. I could see potential disaster. Steve could conceivably control Deb.

"Well," I sighed, swinging back the door and inviting him in, "now that I have a better understanding of the situation, there's no need for bickering."

He nodded. "That's more like it."

Shelving our quarrel, I switched into a more willing frame. Steve's rugged profile wasn't difficult to take; as a matter-of-fact, he riled my hormones. I couldn't have negotiated for sweeter terms. "What were you serving for breakfast?"

"It's right here," he said, taking my hand and pressing it between his legs. His cock protruded, its massive shape making my mouth water. He held me fast to that spot, letting the heat permeate. "Is that enough to satisfy your appetite?"

"Mmmmmmmmm. I'll say."

"Let's go in the bedroom and make it happen. I'll give it to you any way you want, baby. Come on."

"We'll have to be quick. Deb might be back soon."

"It'll last as long as required." He raw stare pierced me. "You can't hurry perfection."

My knees were unsteady as I absorbed the heat of his passion. When I didn't respond, his groin jammed into my crotch. I could feel his rigid cock as he rubbed against me. That hard dick made me shiver. I thought of how pleasurable it was. I tried slipping away from him and prolonging my teasing, but Steve had me plastered to the door with his full weight. I could not escape that grinding, hardness which pierced my resolve.

"Oh God, Steve," I protested faintly. My defense system was on the brink of collapse. "Wait."

"Why?" he muttered, continuing. "You're heated up. You want to do something about it. Why waste time?" He dug it into me. "Don't you want another taste of heaven, Bev? I want to make you moan with this, make you cum."

I felt the heat climb in my body. That solid, bulging cock pushing at me undermined my inner forces. My pussy was getting incredibly damp from the heavy friction. I applied pressure to his large shoulders in a final plea, but he captured both my wrists and bore into me.

Helplessly, I moaned. My flesh tingled from his masculine determination. My nipples, smashed against his beefy chest, pointed through my blouse.

"You want it, don't you?" he said in a husky tone.

I gasped, clenching my teeth. A small part of me still fought him. "Deb might show up. We can't chance her discovering us. I don't want my daughter to see me fucking you."

"Afraid she might learn something?" He massaged me with his cock, daring me to deny the desire that raged through my body. "She's probably more advanced than you think." He pressed that throbbing monster into my sensitive mound, forcing me to respond. "Have you thought about what you're doing to me and my pal here? It'll feel good in your cunt. Christ, you make my dick so fucking hard."

It was hard. It practically crushed into me. Even though it was still in his pants, I felt its heavy throb. His hips shifted with urgency. He made certain I felt every inch of his cock. His dark pupils were trained on my face, absorbing my torment with apparent satisfaction. He silenced the struggle of my wrists with a firm pump.

Despite my decision not to submit so quickly, I faltered. He exerted a will I couldn't resist. I could no longer ignore the demands of my aroused flesh. My body rebelled hotly, shivering. My pussy tightened with anticipation. Steve was going to make me fuck. And at this stage, I wanted that, too.

"Okay," I whimpered. "Let's get in bed."

"You said it." He let go of my wrists.

We went to the bedroom. I no sooner shut the door when I caught him reaching for his belt.

I stopped him. "Let me." I loosened it for him, then undid the catch in his pants.

He grinned. "Can't wait, huh?"

I could barely speak, desire welling up in my throat. I fumbled with his fly, observant of the heavy bulge in his cotton briefs. As I slid the elastic waistband down his hips, I saw his thick cock pulsating. I swallowed hard, unable to conceal my appetite for it.

"It's all for you," he said, visibly pleased with my enthusiasm.

He was still close to me, affording me little room. I sincerely believed he thrived on new ways to torment. I felt his hurried breath as he waited for me to continue.

I deposited my robe at the foot of the bed. The thought of having that hard cock in my pussy propelled my damp panties over my hips. I sighed as they whispered down my soft thighs. Once they dropped to my feet, I kicked them to the side. My furred mound was deeply scented with juice. The air stirred with a rich cunt aroma. My cunt lips were engorged, moist. I smelled like "hot woman." With my nipples jutting through my blouse, I looked as though I definitely needed to be fucked.

His clothes fell off in rapid succession. We wanted no barriers of resistance. Nothing remained on our starved bodies.

I laid across the bed. I opened my legs, willing Steve to come closer. My cunt was positioned for him.

I gathered from Steve's expression he wanted to take it from there. He reached for this cock and brought the bulbous head to my juicy pussy. I moaned as he put part of it in. A stimulated rush filled me. My snatch began to expand as he pushed, opening wide to snare that thick cock.

Steve, who had been watching the action between our legs, turned his gaze to me. He enjoyed seeing the tension in my face as he entered me, the visible hunger. "I knew it would be great. After being in your mouth, your pussy had to be even better." Embracing me tightly in his powerful arms, he sank the rest of his dick into my snatch. I tilted my head backward and emitted a loud groan. His cock was buried in my pussy, snug. I fought to squeeze him with my muscles, wanting him to feel my excitement. I made his cock wet with my squishy flesh, clinging to its meaty bulk. "Oh, yes. You're incredible. So warm and tight. Oh, yeah. Oh, Bev."

"Oh, God, that feels so good." I couldn't help myself from joining in as he eased himself through my lubricated pussy lips. Jolts of pleasure raced to every cell. My clit fluttered with sweet enjoyment. "Yes, mmmmmm, yes!"

My skin tickled from the bristly hairs of his groin and stomach. I caressed his hair-roughened wrists, savoring his hard, masculine texture. When our bodies were connected, I abandoned all thought of Deb's interruption.

The full length of his cock sliced in and out of my starved pussy, causing me to feverishly moan. My ass cheeks banged into the mattress as he slammed into me. I readily absorbed the impact of his cock, totally aroused.

"Fuck me," I told him, knocking pillows off my bed and I heatedly shifted to its edge. "Fuck me, baby. Give it to me. Give me that big cock. Push it up my hot pussy."

"It's going right where you want it," he muttered, shoving it deep into my cunthole. "All the way up that tight snatch."

"Harder. Fuck me as hard as you can."

"You really love it, don't you?" Sweat was pouring down his face as he grinned. "Okay, baby, try handling this."

He thrust powerfully. My senses were reeling as his strokes grew more fierce. Roughly he pumped me, making sure my urge was gratified.

"Oh!" I whimpered, feeling his hard thing split me open. "Ohhhhhhh!"

"This is the one you've needed," he muttered, feeding cock into my hot squish. His features tensed as our passion deepened. His steel-like fingers squeezed my arms as though to enlist my immediate attention. Those pupils were trained on me, searching mine for confirmation of what he felt. "Do you agree? Don't you just love it?"

"God, yes."

"You like fucking me, Bev. You like having it sink in your juicy snatch."

"Yes, Steve, I like when you fuck me."

"I'm gonna make you cum so good, Bev. You're going to beg me to stop, you're gonna cum so much."

"Do it, Steve, make me cum-make me cum a lot."

"Will you give me your pussy whenever I want? Will you be my little slave."

"How?"

"You'll drive down to see me. We could fuck at my place. Nobody has to know. Ahhhhhhhhh. Not Sharon, not Deb. It'll be just you, me, and my big dick."

"Yes," I gasped, responding to his pleasure-giving strokes. "Yes."

We rocked feverishly in bed, our bodies bathed in sweat. His cock plunged into my soaked crevice with tireless energy, creating wet, slapping sounds. It's hard width pulled and pushed at my juicy cunt lips. And my clit-it crackled with electricity.

"Uhhhh," Steve grunted, fastening himself to my ass and pulling me tightly to his groin. His strokes increased with urgency. "You make my dick so fucking wet, you're really hot in the morning. Even more so than last night. Did you dream about it, Bev? Did you dream about having it in your mouth again, sucking me hard and swallowing my cum?" He closed his eyes, overcome with excitement. "Come on, fuck my meat, fuck that huge cock."

"Don't stop," I sobbed, clawing at his brawny shoulders. He drove his orgasm-seeking cock into me with delicious force. I wanted to stay connected to him. Just thinking about his cock fucking me made my clit tingle. I willed my inner muscles to seize his shaft with all my might, moaning as I did so.

"Yeah," Steve gasped, "show me how much you want it."

"I want it bad," I told him, giving him another sample of my cunt-gripping talents.

"Jesus, are you tight-uhhhhhh. So warm and snug inside your snatch. Oh, baby, it's going right up your sweet little pussy. All the cock you can handle. You've got the works. Feel those balls smashed against your pussy? They're packed with hot cum, ready to pump into your receptive little hole. I'm gonna leave you with a sweet reminder of how good it was."

I shut my eyes, swooning. The heat was building in my pussy. My clit screamed for mercy as Steve drove into me. All this excitement was taking its toll. I was overwhelmed with ecstasy, filled with cock.

I no longer considered him an arrogant young man, demanding sex; I saw him as a highly skilled lover, capable of bringing me to orgasm. The two impressions of him blurred into one. It was tough to dislike anybody who gave this much pleasure.

Steve's fingers dug into my ass, forcing me closer to that hard, grinding dick. His quickening breath blew in my face. I panted, subdued by the amount of stimulation I received. Our groins were in a heated lock, with Steve's stiff cock bulging against my shattered clit. "Oh, Steve, I'm going to cum, you're going to make me cum."

"Cum with my dick in you," he muttered, smashing my tits to his chest. "I want to feel your body shake."

Smothered in his embrace, having my snatch steadily fed with cock was more than I could handle. The contractions took me for a rough ride. I shivered violently, surprised by their strength. My heart was pounding, the blood rushing to my face. "Ohhhh! Oh, God, yes! Mmmmmmmm, ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"

Steve stifled my vibrations as best he could while keeping his cock in action. His arms were like steel bands, looped about my spasming body. "Oh, yeah, cum. Cum hard, let yourself go, show me how excited my cock gets you.. .cream for me, baby, cream on my rigid thing."

My pussy blistered with delight. My erect, bulging nipples throbbed against Steve's chest. When I thought my climax had finally ended, another occurred of equal intensity. My first orgasm had been so powerful, it had triggered a second.

"Ohhhhhh." I shivered hotly against Steve. "Ohhhhh!"

"Bitch," he said in a proud voice. "You wanted it more than you knew. Holding out on me, eh? I figured you out. You can't help but cum hard. All right, squeeze me with that horny pussy, grab my cock with it."

I was unsure whether it was his equipment or my smoldering desires, but I came harder than I could remember. When the force of my physical need left me, I was unthinkably woozy. I didn't think I could stand on my own. I was breathing harshly, attempting to reclaim my senses.

"Uggghhhhhhhh," he howled, without warning me. I felt those thick, warm squirts in my pussy. Within seconds, he left a hot collection in my cunt. "Uggghhhhhhhhh."

Slowly, Steve took his cock out of me. My pussy lips ached from having been opened so wide, yet I moaned from the void his hard shaft left. Jism poured right out of my cunthole, oozing down my thigh.

"That was so good," I murmured. I flipped onto my stomach, breathing rapidly. I needed to recuperate from that session. I hadn't counted on two orgasms transpiring so closely together.

Steve complicated matters by skimming my silken contours, swirling the peaks and valleys of my naked flesh. His touch pierced my senses. He stroked the tight stretch of skin along the backs of my thighs, curling at my calves, then returning to my luscious butt. A jubilant crest rippled through my tightened groin. I fought not to squirm, not to respond to the delicious pressure he exerted.

He waited, dwelling deliberately at the base of my spine. The bed shifted as it accommodated his weight. In the next second, I felt a tingling splash of saliva as he darted his tongue into my anus.

My mouth dropped open. "Steve, give me a chance to recover."

"This ought to restore your energy, Bev," was his impish response. He lapped the span of flesh from the lower rim of my cunt lips to my butt hole. "Don't tell me you don't want more after I just got you off."

"What is it with you college guys?" I complained. "You need it two, three times in a row before you call it a day? Jesus!"

"It's you, Bev. You excite us. We can't even think about putting it away. We want to keep fucking you."

Although that line qualified as total bullshit, I bought it. The guy stroked my ego. "I can't believe you want me so much. I'm old enough to be your mother."

"You're ageless, Bev. Who gives a fuck? You know how to satisfy younger guys like me without even trying."

"Believe me, honey. I try."

"Mmmmmmmm," he resumed his flickering dabs.

His slick movements titillated my asshole. I flinched, then despite my demand that he stop, I found myself responding.

"What about Deb?" I clenched my teeth, searching for a way to propel his exit. "She might return and find you here . . . "

"Big fucking deal."

"Aren't you afraid she'll tell Sharon."

"The hell with her, too."

I sighed. "You've got balls, honey."

Steve climbed on top of my back, covering me with his man's body. His heavy chest hair and wiry pubic thatch scratched my naked flesh. He enclosed me with his heavily muscled arms. "Sure I've got balls, Bev. If I didn't, I wouldn't be this much fun," he whispered hoarsely in my ear.

I giggled.

He tightened his grasp on me, then wedged his cock into the crack of my ass. Jesus, he was hard-really hard and throbbing. I was getting quite aroused.

"I haven't done it this way in a long time," I confessed. "It hurt."

"That's because whoever did you refused to afford you the proper stimulation. Loosen up for me, Bev. Let me into your sweet ass."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh."

"Steve-" He was steering his cock to my anus while pulling my ass into position.

His hand slid under my belly, then went to my pussy. He brought the blunt end of his cock to my asshole, then pushed.

"Oh, God," I whimpered, twisting beneath him as he entered me. The sides of my anus widened to provide for his massive bulk. I reached between my legs, clawing at his hair-roughened wrist and trying to pry his hand away, but my efforts were fruitless. He remained steadfast, bearing down with that hard thickness. Our mutual sweat provided the lubrication. I moaned as it went into me.

Steve drew me toward him, my furry thatch in his iron-like vise. "It's okay. Relax. Give yourself over to it. Let the sensation stir you," he muttered, penetrating me with that stiff cock. My anus gradually swallowed him whole.

I sobbed, the air rushing from my lungs. Steve was buried in my ass. The sensation was incredible.

"Jesus, you're tense," he said. "Squeezing my cock like a vise-uhhhhh. Let's stay like this, okay? I want to be inside your hot little buns."

Steve wanted to butt-fuck, but I feared it was going to hurt. How could it not? The man was thick and bone-solid. If Vaseline or K-Y was at my disposal, it might have been an entirely different story. The sole lubricant for this ordeal was our sweat.

As I reflected on it for a moment, I came to the realization that there hadn't been pain; I was merely startled by the act. As I calmed myself, Steve's cock not only felt good, it was ecstasy.

We lay there for several moments. Steve rested most of his weight on his elbows. The hot pressure of his bulk thrilled me. I tried to keep still. A single movement stirred my muscles and caused a delicious ache.

The burden of containing him was only too apparent. My cramped anal passage tried to eject his cumbersome cock, but Steve dug right back in with a firm shove. He clamped my pussy and nudged me to that burrowing hardness.

"Ohhhh," I moaned, feeling it sink. I dropped my face to the mattress. He was in me but good.

I was ill-prepared for Steve's next trick. His thumb awakened my clit with a lame flick. It was initially subtle, then gathered in momentum. My love button swelled from his rapid massage.

I trembled roughly, the stimulation intense. Reality staggered for me. Sweat was dripping from every pore. Excitement burgeoned in me like a rampant fire.

I squealed as Steve flattened himself against me, burying more of his cock in my ass. I had no recourse but to absorb his stiff member. My back hole could barely support that lumbering thickness.

"Ohhhh," I trembled as he split me open. "Steve."

"It feels great, doesn't it, Bev? Jesus, your ass is really compact. I really have to push to get through-uhhh!"

My body oozed perspiration, making me more slippery. Steve eased himself in and out, jiggling my clit. I listened to his ragged breathing as he pumped me with cock.

My flesh screamed with delight. Steve's expert finger had me scaling the peaks of gratification. Its pleasuring rub made my clit tingle. I no longer felt trapped beneath Steve's encumbering weight-I welcomed every tasty second of it.

"Still hate me, Bev?" he whispered. "Want to rip my heart out?"

"Mmmmmmmmm. No way. Ohhhhhhhh."

"That's what I thought."

"Fuck me," I whimpered, engaging his hot, plunging cock. "Fuck my sweet ass, give it to me hard. Give it all you've got."

Steve abandoned himself to my challenge, ramming his dick into my soaked flesh. I moaned at each rough stroke. His groin moistly slapped my buttocks as he charged into me, filling me with cock. I heard his lewd grunts as he fucked me. He was thoroughly aroused, seeking the pleasuring warmth of my ass. My greasy walls tugged at his shaft's tight skin, enabling him enormous satisfaction.

"Do you love taking it up the ass?"

I was determined to ignore the question, preferring to bask in paradise. Steve's ego wasn't going be placated that easily.

In the absence of a reply, he elected to take a more direct route. Securing his grip on my pussy, he hurled us backward until we rolled on our sides. My tits, previously imprisoned beneath Steve's weight, sprang forward. My nipples quivered with excitement, swollen. Steve covered my snatch with his hand. I could see his thumb prompting my clit. Wetness seeped in profusion from my pink slit.

Steve's cock hadn't become displaced, rooted deeply in my ass. Once settled on our sides, he proceeded to butt-fuck me.

"You're so hard," I moaned as it went up my asshole. The compression was indescribable, building in heat and desire.

"It's rock-stiff, all for you."

I was mesmerized by his fingers fondling my clit. Juice fluttered from my slot, coating him.

The man truly knew how to excite me. His actions drew hot thrills. No matter how I tried to oppose him, I knew I would eventually succumb to his will.

I closed my eyes and convulsed. My body raged with fire. The savage contractions were felt deep in my womb. I cried out, creaming against Steve's jiggling finger.

"That's it," Steve muttered. "I want you to cum-cum all over my hand."

He stuck a finger in me during the peak of my heavenly spasm, grunting contentedly as I exerted myself. I slammed my pussy to his proffered digit, exhilarated.

"Hot bitch, can't get enough."

He threw me back on my stomach and gave it all he had. His cock pummeled my juicy butt hole, hammering my insides. He fucked my ass hard. His balls whacked my buns as he moved with feverish urgency.

"I'm gonna flood you, baby-hot cum rinsing through your butt. I'll pump you full of cream."

"Yes!" I sobbed, enjoying it. "Yes, fuck me! Fuck me, Steve! Cum in my ass! Shoot your hot jizz." I thought I was going to pass out, blinded by the hot spearing pleasure. My head spun as his cock split through me. Lunging into me, I felt his heavy throb. We were both delirious, driven by physical need.

"Ugghhhhhh! Oh, fuck!" he sputtered into my ear, exploding in my bowels. "Ugghhh! Ugghhh! Ugghhhh! Ugghhh!"

"Mmmmmm," I purred, receptive to the warm gush of jism.

Steve discharged his thick seed, groaning. When he was through, he took his cock out of me, splattering jism on my back. The hot droplets made me shiver.

"Look what you did, Bev, made me cum so much. Need to wipe it off."

"I'll go get a towel." I got up, slipping on my robe.

He smiled, obviously pleased with himself. His hairy stomach was heaving, glistening with sweat. He stroked his cock, prolonging the sensations that probably radiated through his body.

I tossed him a wink. "Be right back."

I went over to the telephone. A directory of numbers sat beside it. Running my finger down the list, I quickly found Gabriella's. I punched out the sequence with a dreamy smile.

"Hello?" Deb's sleepy voice came over the line.

"You sound totally out of it."

"Bingo," she confirmed.

"That must have been some girl talk."

"We just got to bed an hour ago," she admitted. "I'm exhausted."

"No problem. I'll be calling Bill next. I was supposed to leave early this morning, but I've decided to extend my visit. I think I'll hang around a few more days."

"Great. I love having you around."

"I know you do, sweetheart. Okay, get some sleep." I replaced the phone on its cradle. Bill was going to have a stroke, but hey, there were too many strings left hanging. I found a whole world of male attention on campus. I wasn't going to give it up at a snap of his fingers. Let him wait-I was having the time of my life. Between Steve, Kevin and Alex, I'd keep busy.

I only hoped they wouldn't wear me out!