Chapter 5
While Carl downplayed the importance of the party, Karen knew she had to be spectacular if she was going to get what she wanted. Carl's routine was familiar, making light of everything important to her career so she wouldn't be nervous, but he was outdoing himself this time. That made Karen worry. It had to be phenomenally important or Carl wouldn't be treating it so casually.
"We don't have to go if you don't want to," Carl said outside the bathroom door.
"Will other models be there?" she asked, putting the final touches on her make-up.
"Well, yes."
"Then we're going. I'll be out in a minute."
Karen took a last look in the mirror. Her makeup looked perfect and her hair was loosely pulled up-formal, yet a little carefree. She straightened her new dress over her curvaceous figure and smiled. The dress showed plenty of cleavage without being too risqu' and hugged her hips to accentuate the shapeliness of her ass. And her spiked heels made the muscles of her legs tighten just right to display the firmness of her thighs and the smooth development of her calves.
She fastened a gold chain around her neck, with a single teardrop pearl that hung just above the exposed valley between her breasts. She was ready for the party.
"Wow! You look terrific!" Carl exclaimed.
"Sexy, not vulgar?"
"Exactly. That dress is a real dick stiffener!"
"It's not the dress, honey, it's what's in the dress," Karen corrected.
"And every guy's gonna want it. I can't wait to see their eyes bug out when they get a load of you! I'll get your coat."
"I think I'll wear the fox tonight."
Carl helped her into her coat, kissing her on the neck. "You're gonna knock 'em dead, sweetheart."
When they arrived at the posh hotel, Karen turned heads in the lobby. Even with her fur closed around her, men knew there was a sexy body waiting to be unwrapped.
Carl's timing was perfect. They arrived fashionably late, but not last. A sizable crowd was there to witness their entrance, and Karen played it for all it was worth. Removing her coat became a performance. As Carl held the collar, Karen wiggled and squirmed just enough to gently rock her tits and sashayed her ass to make her dress ride higher up on her thighs. And straightening her skirt was just as provocative.
Several men, and a couple of women, watched with lust alive in their eyes. But Harvey Saunders made the first move, walking over to welcome them to the party. Carl whispered Harvey's name in Karen's ear.
"Hi, Carl," Harvey said, shaking Carl's hand. "And this must be Karen."
"Karen Christopher." She extended her hand.
Harvey raised her hand to his lips. "Stunning, my dear. Absolutely stunning."
"Thank you, Mr. Saunders. You're too kind." That sounded phony even to Karen. She had worked too hard for compliments exactly like Harvey's to deny them, but that was the proper thing to do. It was a game, and one that had to be played.
Harvey led them over to the bar, stopping to make a few introductions along the way. They got their drinks, and now came the part that Karen loathed. Left with Harvey, Carl off mingling, she'd have to make small talk and learn much more about him than she ever wanted to know. All she wanted was a contract, but there were a lot of pleasantries to suffer through first.
Luckily, Harvey wasn't a complete bore. He was an older man, in his 50s, and had managed to avoid a paunch. There was extra flesh at his waistline, but not so much as to be repulsive. He had salt and pepper hair, deep blue eyes, and a pencil-thin mustache that made him look foreign. He was attractive in his own way and actually quite amusing.
A small combo had been playing easy-listening music in the background, but when they picked up the tempo, they also picked up the volume.
"Let's find a quieter place so we can talk," Harvey suggested, taking her hand.
There was something about they way he said "talk" that let Karen know that wasn't what he had on his mind. They left the party, walked down the hotel corridor, and stopped in front of the men's room door. Still holding her hand, he started to enter.
"No," Karen protested. "You're not taking me in there!"
"It'll be quiet."
There was only one reason he'd take her into the men's room, and Karen had to decide if she was going to fuck him. It was obviously not going to be a romantic interlude, and she wondered if a quickie would get her a contract.
"Make sure nobody's in there," she said softly.
Harvey went in and came almost instantly back out. "All's clear," he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her through the door.
Harvey guided them into one of the stalls, closing and locking the door behind them just in case someone came in. He pressed her back against the metallic partition and fervently kissed her to silence even the possibility of any further protest.
His tongue probed and flicked within her mouth as one hand came to her shoulder while the other went down to lower his fly. He dug around inside his pants until he had his limp dick hanging out between the teeth of his zipper. He didn't bother with his balls, only his cock was required to satisfy his needs.
Karen placed her hands on his shoulders and let him guide the action. She was there to please him and hopefully seal a contract with a gratifying fuck.
As Harvey kissed over her face and neck, he sent both hands down to lift her dress. His fingers dove into her crotch to fondle her snatch. Finding her pussy covered by panties, he quickly worked them down her thighs until they were stopped by the snaps on her garter belt. The image of her naked cunt, framed by the sexy allure of a garter belt, fanned his lust and quickened his pace.
His fingers shot back up to her gash, his dick raising up to stand proudly between them. He played in her bush, slipping his fingertips between her soft, warm and furry cunt lips.
"This is crazy," Karen whispered, her body weakening beneath his probing fingers.
"Someone's going to catch us. They'll hear us for sure!"
"Not if you don't scream. Just keep it quiet, baby. Besides. We're both adults. We can do what we want. But if you want me to stop.. . " he said, plunging his fingers into the tight opening to her cooze.
"No! I'll be quiet. Do it, Harvey. Fuck my pussy. Put your cock in my cunt, and let's get to know each other real well, honey."
Her hands came to the back of his head to place their mouths together, her tongue searching between his parted teeth. Harvey got busy in her crotch, his fingers feverishly working the delicate folds of her twat to make her valley juice for his throbbing rod. One hand left her snatch to stroke his hardened meat, to close around his cockhead and jerk it. He squeezed and fondled his blood-filled knob to get his natural lubrication flowing.
He rapidly pumped his dry dick, finger-fucked her moistening hole, and passionately returned her kisses. His actions fired his desire and pre-cum fluids inched out of his rod. He stopped jerking his meat and brought one finger up to spread his sticky liquids over his pointing knob. He was ready and anxious to dick the beautiful woman who seemed totally submissive to his lust.
He slipped his finger out of her hole and positioned his hand to hold her gash open for his advancing prick. His other hand gripped his girth to force his cock forward and upward, to line himself up with her waiting cunt. His cockhead nuzzled past her hairy bush and made contact with her warm flesh. A thrill raced down his shaft and into his nuts as his knob pressed into her juicy snatch.
He fed his dick slowly, his shaft still dry. Karen shuddered around his advancing prick as the rim of his cockhead slipped through her elastic hole and kept climbing up inside her box.
Harvey moved one hand to her hip as he steadily pushed his firm rod up her hot, wet and stimulating snatch. He kept his other hand on his cock to precisely guide his swollen shaft into her cunt. The further he reached up inside her twat, the harder he pushed, the faster he drove, the more he wanted to get all of his boner covered by the moist walls of her pussy.
Halfway up her luscious cunt, he stopped to work his cock in tiny strokes. He spread her fluids over the taut, dry skin of his dick, then inched forward before stroking again. His slow progress did evil things to his libido, his mind filling with urgent needs. He wanted to slam the rest of the way up her body, but he knew his dick wasn't greased enough for either of them to enjoy it. He fought his urges and maintained his steady advances.
Harvey found himself blocked from further penetration long before he thought he should have been. Unless Karen had the smallest pussy on record. His hand left her hip, reached down, and raised one of her legs to widen the breadth of her cunt. The blockage dissolved and his dick was free to move forward and upward.
With his fist still wrapped around the base of his thumping prick, he spiraled his shaft within her hole as he pushed with his hips. Her juices flowed over his flesh and his cock slipped fully into her welcoming cooze. His hand slid away, and he allowed his buried meat a moment's pleasure before thrusting himself into a banging fuck, before starting his journey to spewing climax.
His cockhead kissed the back of her box, and he circled his hips to acquaint his cock with the contours of this new pussy. But his hips jerked with the sensitivity cavorting over his spiraling knob and he backed away. His cockhead slipped down to stop just inside her gripping hole.
With one hand holding her leg to keep her snatch open to his lunging attack, the other pressed against her hip to hold her firmly against the partition. He plunged his dick up her pussy, her beauty charging his body with need. His desire left no room for wooing. He was there for the fuck and swiftly plowed his craving cock up her twat.
His yearning body poured tremendous power into his hips. His steely dick pumped and stroked in a ravenous drive to climax. His jabbing cock slid Karen's back up and down the metal wall, his claiming of her cunt enacted with intense authority.
They no longer kissed, their mouths parted to gasp and pant their pleasure. Harvey's moans grew higher in pitch as he rapidly fucked into her pussy. He banged into her blocking ball on each inward drive and nearly popped out of her clamping circle on each backward pull. His dick was excited from its head to its base, his shaft throbbing, his cockhead madly pounding, his skin blazing from the delicious friction provided by her squeezing cunthole.
Karen really wanted a slower pace, to be granted the chance for her pussy to know his speeding cock more intimately. But she wasn't in control, at least not in control of the pace of their coupling. She rocked her hips and did her best to work the muscles of her cunt around his galloping rod. Even though her snatch couldn't study the intricate details of his dick, she felt the beginnings of an orgasm.
Harvey bumped and thumped his hips against her body. He could feel his zipper bite at his tender flesh, but he ignored the slight discomfort radiating away from his base, his need to cum up her cunt dominating all other sensations. His balls lay locked in his shorts, barely moving in spite of his fevered activity, and he was sorry he hadn't dug them out earlier. His pressing nuts were blazing hot and quickly worked up a large load of stimulating cream.
He panted as he drove his dick faster and faster. The stall wall wobbled and shook as he slammed Karen's body against it. It squeaked in rhythm to his madcap thrusts. No one could mistake what was transpiring in the stall, but Harvey didn't care. He ravished her clinging pussy with searing force.
He fucked his fiery cock up her clasping cunt in greedy drives, his entire being centered in his dick. The lust in his loins overpowered his senses, controlled all action, and forced his prick to rip away at her crotch like this was his first-ever fuck. Her sexy body forced him to cram his meat into her cunt like it was made of rubber, a pliable toy to be treated as he wanted. And he wanted a lot.
And simply ramming wasn't good enough for his rampaging prick. His dick wanted, needed more. He added an even greater fury to his lusty thrusts. He rocked his hips from side to side even though he could no longer penetrate her pussy as deeply.
The effect on his swollen muscle was magnificently altered. He banged his rod between her drenching walls, her pussy quivering around it. He knocked his cockhead against her inflamed flesh, her insides gyrating and undulating beneath his pummeling onslaught. Each stimulating brush with her hot, silky walls shot electricity into his crotch. And still his cock wasn't satisfied.
His ass increased his power, his buns clenched so tightly together that they began to ache. His insatiable appetite for her hugging cunt tossed Karen's hips back and forth, her snatch jostled around his bombarding prick. His runaway lust shook her pussy in slapping blows, her jiggling walls beating against his cum-filled rod. The flailing of her cunt finally made his dick feel like it was getting somewhere, his desires reaching insanely lofty goals.
Harvey's prick was stimulated like never before. His body angled to fuck her pussy sideways, then straightened for a head-on plunge. Pumping in and out, rocking from side to side, his blazing cockhead touched every available spot on her velvety interior flesh. His pulsing shaft got to know her cunt in extremely intimate detail. And his lengthy rod was ecstatic over what it encountered.
Her pussy felt fantastic, a lot more so than the smooth walls he had known before. Or maybe his plowing knob was reshaping her box, digging new channels into her searing flesh. Wherever he pressed his cock, her muscles molded around his dick to lavish drenching comfort upon his thrusting length.
But Harvey's euphoria over his lascivious discoveries soon turned to dread as his climax burrowed up his shaft and boiled just below his throbbing knob. He had reached the point of orgasm before he had fully investigated the wonders of her pussy, and he wanted more time within the luxury of her cunt.
He stopped the rocking in his hips in the hopes that would keep his spunk from erupting. He stroked his boner forward and back, slower, more deliberately. His cum bubbled, but stayed inside his towering erection. He hated to lessen the ferocity of his fuck, but he knew his dick would explode if he didn't. Even with an easier pace, it just might anyway.
As much as she wanted to, Karen couldn't fuck him back. With his hand pinning her hip to the wall, and one leg raised, there was little she could do. She dug her fingers into his shoulders to hold on and keep her cunt steady for his stimulating dick. And maybe that's what helped him hold his load, his cock swelling, but not yet blasting into her bouncing body. And she thought by this time her pussy would be full of blasting jizz.
Harvey eased in and out of her cunt, his mind infuriated at his crawling speed, but his body realizing that was the only way to prolong his climax. In spite of his efforts, his dick twitched and tingled, his balls were on fire, and his body rippled with the nearness of ejaculation. He couldn't hold on forever, and trying increased his need to let it fly.
He gasped at the feelings tugging on his nerves, his emotions tumbling in the tumultuous denial of his raging orgasm. The passion inflaming his flesh was incredible, and Harvey could resist his cravings no longer.
He stroked his pounding cock a little more insistently. He released some of the tension in his muscles and fought no more. He gave himself over to his body's desires. The response was nearly immediate.
Harvey couldn't suppress his scream as his dick splattered and spurted his volcanic load into Karen's cunt. His climax burned the full length of his rod, and his hips stopped pumping beneath its fiery sensations. He trembled from head to foot. His muscles totally relaxed except for those pumping his semen out of his groin. Tingles raced through his crotch, quivering along his flesh. He came and came, a storehouse of cum hurtling into her snatch.
He quaked around every blast of his spunk and delightfully felt every spurting wad. His climax was as good as it would ever get. He savored the heavenly feelings, locking them away in memory. This was one fuck he'd never forget.
It took several minutes after his final expulsion to get himself calmed. He sheepishly looked up at Karen and wondered what she thought of his self-centered fuck, no thought given to her orgasm. He ignored that fact and knew full well that the only reason she had fucked him was because she wanted a job. But he was used to that.
He pulled his prick out of her pussy and stuffed it back into his pants without an apology. He stepped back to give her room to put herself back together before they returned to the party.
Karen wasn't sure what to say, if she should say anything at all. She pulled her panties up her thighs and straightened her dress.
"I'll come back for your tits another time," he said, winking and bending down to give each of her breasts a quick kiss. He unlocked the door and checked the room before stepping out of the stall.
They parted in the hallway, Karen heading for the ladies' room to make sure everything was in its proper place before looking for Carl.