Chapter 3
Feeling somewhat guilty about her three-way earlier in the day, Karen fixed Carl a nice dinner and wore a dress she thought would please him. She really had no reason to feel guilty, she and Carl hadn't fully committed to each other, but guilt doesn't need a reason.
"What's the occasion?" Carl asked, spying candles on the dining room table and sniffing the delicious aromas escaping the kitchen.
"Nothing special," Karen responded casually.
"Something's up, baby. You didn't go to all this trouble for nothing!"
"I'm just trying to kill you with kindness," she said, walking over and kissing him on the cheek.
"So, that's it! You're buttering me up so we can have that little talk I stopped last night."
"Well, something like that." She let him think whatever he wanted.
During dinner, Carl told her he was making progress on her career. There was a new product in need of a model, and a good possibility that the right model would become spokesperson with a long-term contract. He was careful not to make any promises, but was pretty sure Harvey Saunders, the ad man in control, would give her a shot at it.
Karen was excited by the prospect nonetheless.
"So, when do I meet this Harvey guy?" she asked as she cleared the table.
"Tomorrow night. We're invited to a party. Harvey and a couple of other ad men will be there. I want you to look your best. You know what they say about first impressions."
"What should I wear? Do you think my blue cocktail dress will give the right impression?"
"Why don't you buy yourself something new?" he suggested, grabbing her around the waist and planting a kiss on her neck. "I'll pay for it, and make sure it's sexy without being vulgar. You know. Show off your tits and your ass, but don't bare 'em."
"It would be pretty hard to bare my ass in a dress!"
"Even though that beautiful behind should always be bare!" Carl complimented, releasing her. "I love your ass, baby. I love everything about it!"
"You're such a sweet talker! We'll have to go to bed early tonight, and I'll go to the gym first thing in the morning, then I'll go shopping. Do you think I should get my hair done? Oh, I wonder if Denny can take me, or if-"
"Whoa! Slow down! It's only a small party.
Just put your hair up and you'll be fine," he said, heading for the living room. "I like the part about going to bed early, though."
"It won't take me long in here. Why don't you make us a drink and we can watch TV in the bedroom? I'll be in a minute."
"Deal."
Carl fixed them each a Vodka Gimlet and retired to the bedroom. Stripping down, he thought about what a lucky guy he was to have a beautiful and sexy girlfriend like Karen. And just thinking about her gave him a hard-on. His cock was stiff and horny as he crawled between the sheets and grabbed the remote control. He resisted the urge to grab his dick and hoped TV would keep his hands off his begging erection while he waited.
When Karen entered, she was out of her dress before crossing the room. She was smiling and close to giggling with excitement. Her body was bared in a flash, and she jumped into the bed beside Carl.
She threw her arms around him and kissed him passionately, one hand moving down to play with his cock and balls.
"What's this?"
"That's love, baby! And it's all for you!" Carl scooted down in the bed, his lips trailing along her neck until he reached one of her firm breasts. The white flesh of her tit responded to his gentle touch as he brushed his tongue over her tiny, bud-like nipple. She shuddered next to him.
His hands slid up her chest to push up from the full undersides of her fleshy mounds. He rolled her suddenly hardened nipple between his fingers. A flash of sensual joy settled into a steady flow of lusty need that rippled along the length of his spine, scurried through his belly, and concentrated itself in a hotly flickering gulf of yearning desire that roared like a raging fire in both his erection and his cum-filled balls.
"Fuck me, Carl," Karen cooed. "Take me any way you want. I'm your woman, and I'll do whatever you want me to. Just gimme your hard cock."
"Anything to please my lady!"
Carl rolled her onto her back. He got into position on top of her, placing himself between her widely spread legs. He took one of her lush breasts into his mouth and sucked as if he had never before tasted tit. One hand very slowly, very carefully, guided his needy rod up and down her warmly waiting gash.
Her hairy pie tickled his cockhead and made his pisshole leak, his sticky fluids spreading along her sumptuous slit. He buried his throbbing cock deeply inside her moist and wanting pussy, right up to his balls. His hips began a slow and steady pumping.
Karen wrapped her legs around his ass and made it even easier for him to fuck her cunt with his sturdy stick. He plunged into her pussy, his dickhead denting her cunt's blocking wall and sending tingling excitement down his shaft and into his swaying nuts.
Karen squirmed and writhed beneath him. "Oh, yeah, fuck me, Carl. Fuck me long and good! Harder, baby. Fuck me harder!"
Carl liked it when she talked dirty and begged for his cock, and that should have spurred him on, increased his already inflated passion. But it didn't tonight. Something was different. Karen's twat was totally relaxed beneath him, his dick feeling like it was lost in the Grand Canyon, his shaft lunging through open space. Her cunthole felt looser than the tight, gripping rubber band he was used to.
His dick longed for the firm hold of her cooze, his climax demanding the grasping pressure of a rigid ring of clamping muscle. He thought back to the days when his hand was his only lover, and that was the feel he needed the strong, squeezing grip of an excited fist. And he knew just where to go to find it.
He yanked his cock out of Karen's unusually cavernous cunt, her eyes wide with questioning surprise.
"Get up on your hands and knees," Carl commanded.
"All right!" she exclaimed, moving into the requested position. "You know I like it when you fuck my pussy from behind!"
"Yeah, baby, but not tonight. I'm gonna fuck you up the ass. I want somethin' really tight strokin' over my dick," Carl rasped, anticipation of thrusting his cock through her small asshole making his throat dry.
"My ass? Okay, honey. Whatever you like. But take it slow, okay, baby?" Karen said softly.
Her submission to his will turned him on. He liked to be in control, and gazing at her upraised butt told him that control had been granted to his cock.
"Spread your cheeks, baby. Hold yourself open and make room for my big dick!"
He circled his thumping hardness around her pink, clenching butthole, her gripping fingers making her rear entrance an easy target. One hand went to her hip as his other painted her anal ring with his cock's oily fluids. His blood-engorged head danced over the tight hole between her nakedly quivering ass cheeks. He trembled and moaned with the satisfaction that awaited his prick.
The lust-swollen knob on his rock-hard dick rested and throbbed at the puckered opening to her butt. The sweet allure of her awaiting tunnel forced him to lunge forward. He drove his thick, pulsing shaft deeply up her dark and narrow passage.
"Ooooo! Not so fast!" Karen cried out.
Carl felt his steely shank tear through her clinging sleeve like a red-hot branding iron. Her rectum parted for his advancing stake, and the feel of her ass on his rod wouldn't allow him to slow. Her butt gripped his dick and totally surrounded it in velvety flesh. He stopped his inward charge until her asshole had been fully expanded around the thick base of his planted dick.
He held his prick fully up her butt to savor the feel of his brash intrusion. Every inch of her rectum was stretched around his aching shaft. His huge cock strained her soft, rubbery skin, expanding it around his idle erection. Without giving her skewered ass a chance to adjust to his pulsing thickness, he began to pump.
He drew back slowly, then thrust his hips forward with strength. He couldn't help it. The delightful pressure of her gripping sphincter around his enlarged girth was too powerful an aphrodisiac to resist. He rapidly built into a deeply plunging rhythm, his hands locked onto her hips, his eyes locked onto his disappearing hard-on. He grunted and groaned his barbarous pleasure.
His long, thick dick rocked in and out of her elastically giving anal circle. He stared at the tender, rubbery flesh of her asshole as it pulled out slightly with the withdrawal of his hungry rod. Then watched her muscle plunge back inside her body as he returned his meat to her flaming oven in even deeper thrusts. Her smooth interior gripped his cock like a custom-fit glove, her hugging rectum pulsing and undulating against the sensitive sides of his relentlessly stroking cock.
He began to pound into her faster and penetrated her ass to the limit of his dick. The exterior skin of her anal entrance heated and reddened as he lustily claimed her ass. Her hole wrapped around his rigidly impaling length and held his ramming rod securely. The pressure from her clamping ring refused to let his drooling knob escape her butt, his flared head banging excitedly on each backward stroke of his pumping hips.
Gasping with pleasure, Carl made each withdrawal down her clinging channel rapid and abrupt. He knocked his knob against her clenching circle.
Karen slowly became accustomed to the fullness claiming her bottom. She began to work her firm, round ass cheeks against his driving hips each time they met, and even started to enjoy the fierce drives of his attacking prick. To further elevate his ecstasy, she started rotating her quivering white behind in small, pleasure-giving circles.
Carl huffed and puffed behind her. With Karen fucking him back, and so willingly cooperating with his lusty desires, his joy inflated far greater than that provided by her initial submission to his control. His climax began to build as his body rapped against such feminine flesh.
Karen absorbed every slamming jolt from his rampaging hips. She continued to work against him, ass grinding, rectum spreading to receive his massive member, her hips rapidly rotating around his stimulating shaft. She had never endured such force from her lover, her ass creating a marauding monster of incredible power.
As her body was jostled and bounced, she realized the beginnings of an orgasm. A small fire had been ignited deep within her, and she began to glow with the increasing activity in her liquid center. Her pussy jiggled, jarred by Carl's rapidly driving thrusts up her hot and expanded tunnel.
With lust assuming control, Carl placed both hands on her bouncing bottom and squeezed her resilient muscles into his planted palms. Her flesh oozed up between his fingers to form thick, pliant ridges that turned white as blood escaped them. Each time he rammed his madly pulsing prick into her supple interior, he gripped her ass harder, then released one hand to slap her jiggling globe.
Her butt slowly turned crimson as he released both hands to playfully spank one glowing cheek and then the other. He didn't want to hurt her; the shock waves reverberating around his stroking shaft were a delightful side effect to his slapping hands.
Not content to spank and fuck, one hand left her flexing bottom and roamed over her quaking body. He squeezed her taut and tensed thigh, skimmed up to her narrow waist, then rushed forward to investigate the cushiony softness of one of her flopping breasts. He squashed her tit in his large hand, quietly moaning at its supple feel. He played with her boob, kept whacking one blazing cheek, and kept his prick lustily plunging up her heating canal. The multiple sensations wildly coursing through his veins would make this a night to remember.
Karen's elbows sank deeply into the bed, the side of her face pressed into the pillow. Her body heated with the intensity of Carl's fuck, her eyes narrowing to slits, her mouth open in a steady stream of ecstatic sighs. Her steadily gyrating buttocks urged him to dump his load, fill her tunnel with the hotly jetting juices of his orgasm. She twisted and turned with each of his thrusts and met every lunge to let him know she had passions of her own which she meant to have fulfilled.
While still massaging her tit and tweaking her 44 hard nipple, his other hand glided onto her undulating stomach. Pulling her up against his heaving chest, his hand inched down to reach the mound of her snatch. He adroitly inserted two fingers into her flowing cunt, stretching her hole, dipping into her watery cave. He sought the bud of her pleasure, and Karen screamed.
He shoved his fingers as far up her steaming passage as he could reach and held them there as he made one final, hot plunge into her quaking, clasping asshole. He knew it was time for his cock to cum, the power built up inside his body incredibly strong.
As his cock exploded, he pushed against her ass so hard that he flattened her to the bed. Bolt after bolt of liquid fire gushed into her ravished rectum. The size of his load far surpassed what he would have achieved in her cunt, her gripping ass superior in producing both quantity and quality. He grunted loudly with each flying spurt of splattering spunk, and his hips began to thrust again after recovering from the shock of his first, dynamic blast.
His thick cream reached far up inside her, and Carl gritted his teeth against the excruciating ecstasy erupting in his slowly stroking shaft.
Karen cried out, too. As soon as Carl's climax had ended, hers began. Her orgasm tightened her pussy's hole around his fingers and trapped them inside her spewing cunt. Her twat twitched and burned as she came.
Carl wiggled his fingers the best he could, playing in her river of erupting honey.
He didn't remove his cock as he laid panting on top of her body, her climax ebbing. But his dick deflated and began to slip from her trembling asshole.
Still, he didn't move until her pussy released his hand. His fingers flew to his mouth to taste the sweetness of her nectars, and his eyes closed with the rapture of feminine flavors filling his mouth.
His limp dick laid within the valley of her ass, his cock warm and comfortable upon her butt. He could spend the rest of his life right where he was, his manhood heavenly nestled in her hot and hugging crack.
But sleep overwhelmed him, and he rolled onto the bed. He kissed her neck and snuggled up to next to her, his eyes closing in contentment.
Karen smiled to herself. She usually got irked by his nearly instant slumber, but she needed sleep herself. Tomorrow night was important to her career, and she wanted to be ready.
She pulled the sheets up over them and felt confident that Carl would get her the job. The exclusive model for a new product was just what she wanted.