Chapter 1
Karen Christopher, model, slouched in her bed, her arms folded across her chest. Carl Barrows, her lover, her agent, licked slowly up and down the inside of one of her smooth thighs. She stared down at the top of his head, but didn't react to the pleasant stimulation inching toward her dark-haired snatch.
"Okay. What's wrong?" Carl asked, raising his head.
"My career. That's what!"
"Oh, baby. Can't we save this for the office? This is no time to be talkin' business," he complained, his fingers moving up to tickle the trimmed hairs covering her box.
"Carl! I'm 32 and still struggling! If I was going to make it, I should have made it by now."
"Thirty-two ain't dead, baby! I'm workin' on it. Just relax and spread your legs, honey."
Karen didn't move.
Carl's fingers slipped into her gash and tried to open her cunt. She resisted. He pulled. Her pussy remained unavailable to his wanting tongue.
"Dammit, Karen! I can't do anything about it now! At the moment, I happen to be your fuckin' lover, not your agent."
"Just promise you'll try real hard to find me something permanent. Get me some steady work. That's all I want," Karen said, her voice softer than before.
"I will, baby, I will. Can we get back to where we were? I've got a busy day tomorrow, and you've got a photo shoot. Whadaya say, honey? Can we stop talkin' now?"
Karen responded by opening her legs and relaxing the strong muscles of her cunt. His fingers dove in between the folds of her cunt and parted her pussy for his lowering mouth.
His tongue flattened into her gash and lapped up to her clit and down to her asshole. He tasted the tender flesh of her pussy and aggressively licked her slit from top to bottom.
Karen moaned above him and pumped her hips to press her pussy against his active face. Her hands fondled her tits as Carl's tongue fondled her box. Heat and pleasure rose within her body, her mind totally given over to sex.
With his fingers manipulating the soft contours of her cunt lips, his mouth traveled through her narrow bush and onto the flat plane of her stomach. His tongue dipped into her navel as his fingers worked their magic within her warming snatch.
His lips kissed over to her hip, his tongue leaving a wet trail along her skin. He nibbled and licked across her abdomen, lightly skimming her flesh, tickling her body with his feathery caresses.
Karen squirmed beneath his tongue, her body filling with carnal desires, her pussy thumping for his hot cock. They had only been lovers for three months, and she wasn't yet completely knowledgeable about his dick. It seemed she learned something new about his mighty organ each time his prick was buried within the juicy interior of her cunt.
He licked up to her tits, and Karen knew his cock was nearing its target. Her hands went to the back of his head as his mouth moved up to close his lips around one of her springy nipples. He bathed it, circled it, flicked it gently until it began to grow firmer within his sucking mouth.
Her breast warmed beneath his tender kisses, her nipple hardening against his playful tongue. He moved to her other breast, and the response was the same. Her nipples felt as hard as her clit, yet they felt soft and pliable as his tongue rocked them back and forth.
His hands squeezed around her boobs to send her hard nubs deep into his mouth. His body rubbed against hers, his cock close to her pussy, but not yet touching her craving gash. Pressing her breasts together, his tongue lapped from peak to peak.
"I wish my tits were bigger," Karen blurted.
"Oh, no, baby! They're just right!" Carl said, raising up, his hands still massaging her spongy mounds. "More than a mouthful is just wasted, honey. Besides, models can't have big knockers."
"I guess, but-"
"But, nothing. Baby, your body is perfect just the way it is."
Carl returned his lips to her left boob. Using his fingers, he stuffed nearly her entire tit into his mouth. His eyes raised, and he mumbled around her breast.
Karen laughed. "Okay, okay! You've made your point. Now get serious. Fuck me, Carl. Make me forget all about my career."
Karen's cunt was more than ready for his boner as Carl retreated down her body. His tongue slid down her torso, over her tummy, and into the narrow swath of hair which had been shaved to remain hidden by the smallest of bikinis.
Karen expected to have her pussy eaten by his fabulous mouth, but Carl kissed over her cunt. His mouth moved onto her thigh as his hands raced over her hips to snuggle up under her butt. His fingers pressed into her firm globes before moving onto her thighs. He forced her to raise her legs, her crotch lifting from the bed.
His hands skimmed up to press her knees nearer her chest. His mouth dropped into her crotch, his tongue in search of her asshole. He slowly traced around the puckered entrance to her butt, his nose pressed into her pussy. He tickled her anal ring then lunged into her backside.
His tongue darted in and out of her asshole, his lips spreading in her crack, his nose rubbing so close to her pussy's hole that he nearly entered her wanting box. Swooning around his stimulating tongue, Karen's pussy needed action in the worst way.
Her hands played at the top of her slit, pressing, massaging, molding her lips around her throbbing clit. Her fingers increased her desire and sent flames of lust shooting through her body. Her ass and her cunt were ready for the foreplay to end.
"Oooo, Carl. Fuck me, honey! Fuck my pussy."
Carl slipped his tongue out of her ass and kissed up to her thumping clit. His lips closed around her pulsing prong and sucked, his chin pressing against the entrance to her excited cunt. Lifting off her tasty erection, he granted her wish.
Her legs dropped back to the bed as Carl climbed up her body to place his sturdy hard-on above her twat. He slipped his girth between her cunt lips, wiggling to wrap her folds around his wide shaft. He covered her face in kisses as he rubbed his cock along the tingling trench of her cooze.
But Karen wasn't about to wait any longer for his stroking rod. Her hands forced themselves between their bodies, her fingers pushing his cockhead down to her anxiously waiting hole. His hips raised to let her position his cock for the smooth drive into her body.
She circled his knob around her hole, greasing his head with his oily fluids, teasing her box, raising anticipation. The instant she stopped, his cockhead barely stretching the opening to her cunt, Carl pushed forward.
He entered her slowly, her pussy grasping his dick, his shaft glidingly disappearing into her hot, wet interior. Breathy gasps accompanied his prick's journey between the hugging walls of her pussy.
Karen panted around his slow penetration, her thighs trembling, her snatch gobbling up his cock. Smooth and gentle, his width enlarging her hole, his dick slid neatly into her love pocket. He pushed his erection all the way inside her, her entrance stretched around the base of his lengthy spear.
She felt his balls resting within her crotch, his slick knob denting the blocking wall of her elongated snatch. Her pussy itched around his captured girth, and she relaxed her muscles in preparation for his cum-building thrusts.
He inched his dick back down her cunt, coating his shaft with the warm juices of her sumptuous twat. His knob nearly escaped her snatch before he banged back into her liquid depths. Pressing his hands against the bed, his hips launched into a steady rhythm that plowed his cockhead deeply into her cunt and brought it rapidly back to the gripping circle of her bouncing box.
While the steady stroking of his rigid rod was truly enjoyable, his foreplay had her far more aroused than a slow fuck would satisfy. She pumped her hips against his gliding dick to pick up the pace. Her hands worked their way onto his lightly-haired butt and pressed against his firm globes. She forced him to fuck her faster, to spear her pussy even more deeply.
Carl didn't resist her desire, the speed of his hips matching hers, his cock banging her box the way she wanted. His climax was rising more swiftly than he may have liked, but he couldn't be angry over the amount of pleasure swamping his stroking dick. His shaft burned with stimulation as his girth rammed through her grasping hole. Fast or slow, her pussy always gripped his cock in the most pleasing way.
He stared down upon her tits, her firm breasts gently rocking upon her chest, her nipples standing tall in pink circles of tempting flesh. Looking lower, he watched his cock stroke in and out of her pussy. Watching himself fuck her hot box heightened his lust and made his hips drive even faster.
His balls bounced against her ass as his dick drove lustily into her sucking snatch, her body jarred by the power of his greedy lunges.
Karen watched, too. She stared down his smooth chest and into his crotch. His bushy crop of pubic hair was gradually being flattened by the steady pounding against her cooze. She loved his handsome cock no matter when she saw it, but watching his shaft's wide girth plowing into her pussy was what she liked best. She stared and moaned, bucked her hips against his plunging prick, and fell in love with him all over again.
Anticipating his spraying load of burning cum, realizing her own mounting orgasm, Carl surprised her pussy with yet another new maneuver.
His hips stopped and his body raised. He nearly sat between her legs as one hand wrapped itself around his turgid length. Only his blazing cockhead sat within her cunt, her insides aflutter and wanting the return of his plunging prick.
"Open your pussy, baby," he ordered, his voice dreamy. "I need both hands for my cock."
Karen sent her hands into her crotch, her fingers spreading the soft folds of her cunt. Carl held his fat shaft with both hands, and Karen had no idea what he had in mind and was less than pleased when his cockhead pulled out of her pussy.
Then he quickly popped his knob back into her box. He fed just his searing dickhead to her snatch before pulling out of her clutching cunt, His hands squeezed harshly around his rod as he rapidly poked in and out of her tingling twat. His knob swelled, turned a deep shade of purple, and grew bigger than she had ever seen it.
His speed was incredible as he worked just the tight circle of her cooze. New sensations attacked her crotch, her orgasm as aroused as if his dick were plunging fully into her excited interior.
His aim was perfect, his sloping cockhead flawlessly dipping into her box on each forward drive. Still, she held her pussy open, her hips unmoving to make sure his knob popped squarely into her euphoric hole.
Each lunge into her snatch produced a squeal of ecstasy as her cunt jiggled around the fleeting stabs of his blazing cockhead. As soon as his knob was in, it was out. And as soon as it was out, it was in. What would seem to be torture was sheer delight. Karen never imagined that anything less than full penetration would inspire her orgasm, but her insides were swirling with a growing climax.
It was hard to keep her hips quiet, to keep them from bucking against the spirited excitement racing through her cunt. But she managed, the only movement coming from the jarring action of his poking prick.
Carl grunted above his stabbing dick, the friction on his cockhead forcing his climax into his shaft. His hands took an even firmer grip around his girth to trap his load within his madly throbbing length. His knob ached and burned and itched wildly, but he gritted his teeth and suffered through the sensitivity clawing at his cock.
Fucking her box with just his knob rapidly approached the painful. His dick was both ecstatic and devastated. The level of ecstasy pounding in his cock was not to be believed, nor was the mounting ache of keeping his climax from release.
He sent one hand down to his balls, his other locking tighter around his surging shaft. He gripped his nuts in a futile effort to prolong his climax, pulling them away from his sweating crotch. But squeezing his balls had the exact opposite result.
His spunk climbed beyond his gripping fingers and there was no denying his climax. In spite of his harsh pressure, cum shot out of his cock.
Screaming around his flying jizz, he released his shaft and his nuts and plunged into her pussy. He buried his spraying cock deeply up her cunt and reveled in the rushing pleasure of his spewing load. Pleasure suppressed pain, and his prick twitched within her clasping circle as blast after blast of fiery cum burned its way through his shaft.
After the initial shock of eruption subsided, Carl's hips slowly stroked his cock between her pussy's hugging walls. The strength of her muscles milked his dick as if he hadn't yet reached orgasm. His knob throbbed and ached within her cum-filled cunt, and his body relaxed a bit with the last shot of his steamy climax.
His balls wobbled between her thighs as he began to slowly fuck her box. He always liked the feel of gliding his cock through his own climax, and he also wanted to know the joy of her orgasm erupting around his stroking erection. Her pussy felt thick and hot and more stimulating than before as he plunged into her sloshing interior.
Karen felt her temperature rise as Carl's cock made gentle love to her cunt. She was already close to spilling her climax, the frolicking play of his knob at her twat's entrance having built it into a churning frenzy.
Experiencing the lustful beating of his thick cream against the tender walls of her cooze made sure her orgasm would blast with little effort.
She rocked beneath his gliding dick, her hips barely pumping against him. Her pussy didn't need much more stimulation to release her honey, and she was enjoying the anticipation far too much to force her climax into expulsion. She gasped around the erotic sensations delighting her crotch, those singular sensations which announce the arrival of her climax.
Her gasps turned to squeals and whimpers when her sweet nectars poured over his thrusting dick. Her back arched and every muscle in her body tensed with the release of her hot liquids.
Carl stopped thrusting to savor the heavenly feel of her climax bursting over his already supersensitive dickhead. He could feel the flow of her release as it coursed around his silenced girth, and he sighed breathily at the new sensations claiming his hard-on.
Karen's hips wobbled her snatch around the blissful rush of her orgasm. What felt hot before now sizzled. Her cunt was a flaming inferno. Stuffed full of a hot cock, excited by her man's heavy load, and now rapturously savoring her own erupting fluids, Karen's body could hardly tolerate the euphoria enveloping her crotch.
Her thighs slowly closed as her climax continued. Squeezing his nuts, clasping his marvelous cock within her cooze, Karen nearly passed out from the pleasure attacking her slender frame.
Whether it was sweat or cum, liquids trickled across her tightly puckered asshole. She wiggled her butt to stop the itch that claimed her crotch, but her action only intensified the sensitivity in her pussy as she knocked his cockhead between her slippery walls. She quickly stopped to save her sanity.
Carl yelped above her. His hand forced its way onto his shaft, and he yanked his dick out of her snatch. He sat back between her legs, his dick still stiff in his crotch, his knob looking ready to burst. His fingers slowly traced over his swollen cockhead, but his hips jerked back to keep him from touching his blood-filled flesh.
Karen stared at his deep purple knob.
"Are you all right?" she asked hesitantly.
"Yeah. It's just gonna be a little sore for a while." He smiled. "But it was worth it!"
"I'll say! Where'd you learn a trick like that?"
"I'll never tell," he said, winking and stretching out on top of her.
He laid his cock on her box and didn't move it. Karen could feel the tremendous heat his shaft emitted as it slowly began to soften. She didn't move either; she didn't want to damage the merchandise.
He kissed her once and rolled onto the bed beside her. Karen knew he'd be asleep in seconds. It was always the same. As soon as he fucked her, he'd roll over and go to sleep. But she didn't mind. The pleasures singing through her body after sex were not able to be shared anyway. The feelings after climax are private, and the silence allowed her to enjoy the bliss of his satisfying cock.
She turned onto her side and went to sleep with the joys of his dick playing in her brain, the ecstasy of their fuck playing in her cunt.