Chapter 8
Carl was asleep when Karen got home, and she tried to be quiet as she got ready for bed. She couldn't stop thinking about Dave Travis and how much she had enjoyed their fuck. All that flesh pressing down on her body was like being enveloped in a cloud, or so she fantasized. In reality, he wasn't that soft, but her mind embellished the experience to make it more palatable. Thin was still "in," and it was hard to overcome prejudice in spite of her good time.
She slipped in next to Carl and almost instantly went to sleep.
The next thing she knew, it was morning, and Carl's hands were stroking her body-mainly her ass.
"Good morning," she mumbled, still half-asleep.
Carl kissed her on the cheek. "How was your date."
"Fine."
"And.. . "
"And what?" Karen asked, slowly wakening. "And what happened?"
"It went well, I think. But we didn't talk business, if that's what you mean. That's your department. I did my part; now you do yours."
"I'd rather do yours, sweetheart."
Carl began his usual foreplay, and Karen responded as always. He kissed all around her face and neck as his hands drew her beautiful body next to his, face to face, tits to chest, cock to cunt. He moved his crotch around slowly so her bush would tickle his rising dick to straighten out the few remaining wrinkles. His hands slid down to her ass, cupped her supple mounds, and pressed her warm pussy against his nearly fully firm prick.
His enlarging knob untangled the curly hairs covering her twat as it stretched up to kiss her belly. Their tongues caressed above bodies that grew warm with exciting promises. When his dick had lengthened to its limit, he reached down to fondle the silken lips of her snatch, her protruding mound of cunt soft and provocative in his hand.
His fingers slipped into her slit and slowly traveled along the length of her valley. He played around her hole until she began to moisten for his probing fingers, her pussy a wet haven for his lonesome length. But her pussy was not to be its home.
'Turn over, baby," he whispered. "My dick needs something real tight this morning."
His hand slid over her hip as she turned around and backed her butt into his crotch. His throbbing firmness laid against her ass crack, his balls pressed into the warm crevice formed by her creamy thighs and sloping globes. He rubbed his rigid tool against her inspiring bottom as he kissed her neck and ran his hand along her smooth thigh.
He always liked thrusting into her ass, and excitement usually made his entry a rather rapid process, but not this morning. Still a little sleepy, his moves were slower, dream-like, as if done in slow motion. He lowered his dick with one hand, to place his cockhead nearer her hole, while his other hand moved between her legs to raise her thigh, to part the way for his advancing prick.
Karen propped her leg up to hold herself open for him. His hand slipped up to her slit. He moistened his wiggling fingers with her pussy's juices, then trailed her wetness down to her asshole. He prepared her for penetration, his fingertips circling her entrance, dipping inside, idly stroking to get her to loosen for his pulsing cock. He made several trips to her cunt, drawing her fluids back to her butt.
He rubbed his dick along her thigh to invoke his own lubricating oils. Karen sent her hand down between her legs in search of his thick stake. Her fingers wrapped around his girth and leisurely pumped his rod. When the first of his pre-cum seeped out of the end of his dick, her finger spread his sticky flow over the full plane of his hot and anxious knob. His hips bucked to send his prick more rapidly through her circling fingers.
"Oh, honey, that feels nice. Play with my dickhead some more while I get your ass ready for my big cock."
Experience told him her butt would be like a solid wall, her hole, unyielding and tightly closed. Speed had broken through the barrier before, but the early hour wouldn't allow such a display of energy.
He raised his hand to his mouth and sucked on his middle finger to get it wet and ready. Then, pulling away from her ass, he brought his moistened finger to her hole.
"Ease up, honey. I'm gonna finger-fuck you first. Just a little something to nibble on before you gobble up my sausage."
"Just go slow, baby. You know how tight my ass is."
"I know. Keep jerking my stick and keep them juices coming, baby. Get my head real greasy, and you won't even know when I stick it to ya."
"Yeah, right."
His excited finger circled around her opening until he felt an easing in her puckered flesh. He slowly slipped inside. A quick gasp told him she felt his probe in spite of the smooth entry.
Her muscular sphincter clamped firmly around his sturdy intruder in stark contrast to her soft and fleshy interior. The walls of her tunnel were hot and moist around his finger, so he knew once he got his dick past her gripping hole he'd have easy going.
He twisted and advanced, probing her gently until half his finger was lodged up her butt. He backed out and began thrusting up her channel in little strokes, allowing her ass to adapt. Each gliding poke through her hole rode up just a little further, until the full length of his finger was slipping in and out of her butt. Karen began to sigh and Carl began to stroke more quickly and deeply.
The more rapidly he twisted and plunged, the more excited she became. She actively worked his finger with her humping hips. He pushed and probed until his fuck was smooth and effortless, her channel slick, her flesh enveloping. Her opening no longer gripped as tightly, her body eased into the rhythm of his thrusts.
"That's nice," Karen cooed.
"Yeah, baby, you're gettin' real relaxed. I can't wait to get my dick inside you."
"Then don't wait. Do it, honey!"
Carl removed his finger from her swaying butt. It was warm and wet, glistening with the dew of her hot interior.
His hands parted her crack and placed his knob against her clamping muscle. Carl knew her dark tunnel was oiled sufficiently to receive his anxious dick, but he still had to get past the puckered circle that instinctively tried to prevent his entrance.
Karen took a couple of deep breaths, and her hole lessened its pressure. She felt his cockhead pressing against her back door, and she tried her best to invite him in. Her body moved slightly against his, his cock barely nudging into her ass.
Carl took full advantage of the momentary lapse in her sphincter's grip and plowed upward, his wide knob charging inside her ass. Her circle closed into the groove of his cock and squeezed, the delightful pressure on his dick stronger than any pussy he had ever encountered.
He pushed his fiery stick forward, allowing his excited shaft to work steadily into her anus in a continuous stroke. Up and up he climbed, his fleshy prod pushing aside the warm, moist walls of her rectum until he reached full penetration, his pubic hairs flattened against her ass.
Once completely captured by her sensuous butt, he stopped to relish the wonderful sensations stimulating his dick. They both just laid there for a second, enjoying the initial thrills of their fuck. Carl's dick trembled with joy, and Karen's tubular tunnel hugged his throbbing shaft in soothing comfort.
Then he began to put some action on his needy rod. Her flesh surrounded his cockhead as he thrust forward and back, the skin of his dick in constant contact with the clinging walls of her rectum. He gradually picked up the pace, and Karen responded with deeper sighs. The faster he pumped his dick into her ass, the more she rocked her hips.
The ride was smooth and gliding, his retreating moves bringing fluids down to her clamping circle and spreading his shaft with hot lubrication. Quick, sturdy stabs brought an equal reaction from Karen's pounding hips, his cock drawn deep inside her, his girth held by gripping pressure. Her asshole slammed down on his dick so tightly that the skin at the base of his cock was forced along the firm muscle beneath it, stretching his groin each time he backed down her sleek highway. The strong grip on his prick shortened his strokes, but not his pleasure!
"Oh, baby! Loosen up a little!" he begged between panting breaths. "I want to drive.. .all the way in.. .and all the way out. Just like I fuck.. . your pussy!"
Her grip released his dick, and he shot back inside her ass, his cock buried fully in her butt. He instantly leapt into long, plowing thrusts that slapped his nuts against her cunt. The quicker his driving shaft raced into her tight, pumping rectum, the closer he got to the point of giving up his thick, white juices. His climax was on the horizon and rapidly rising.
Karen played with her pussy while Carl continued to grind his way up her ass. She could feel her fingers rub against the firmness of his cock, could feel her cunt push back against her rectum as he filled it with his strong and sturdy muscle. She stroked his dick, her fingers held firmly as his prick glided by.
The added stimulation from Karen's fingers brought him closer and closer to climax. And Carl wanted it. Still thrusting, he circled his hips and twirled his dick around inside her ass. She squealed her delight and held herself motionless to let Carl work his magic.
The churning action of his bulging rod increased his lust, heightened his need to slam his stiff prick into her beautiful body. He wanted to ram her ass with devastating lunges, plow into her with force, dump the greatest load of cum he had ever achieved. He was so excited, so turned on by her butt, that he couldn't drive fast enough or hard enough to please his raging dick.
He fucked her without letting up, giving no thought to her orgasm. The satisfying of his charging cock was all-consuming. The harder he drove, the louder he moaned. And the louder he moaned, the greater his need to reach climax.
One hand latched onto her fleshy ass cheek, digging into her smooth globe, holding on for the ride. His other hand lay trapped beneath their bodies, his fingers clawing at flesh, both his and hers.
Karen's hips once again joined in the action, her pleasurable sighs intensified. He wondered briefly if fucking her ass would bring her to orgasm, but it was a fleeting thought. His own climax dominated his mind and body and sent quaking shivers through his flesh.
He gritted his teeth to add strength to his plunges, his breathing reduced to quick pants. He slashed her ass with the steady beat of his sturdy sword, pounding deeply inside her rectum with relentless jabs. His cum inched closer and closer to release.
A few fast, thrusting stabs later, hot juices poured out of the end of his wavering wand and into her butt. "Here I cum!" he announced with great excitement, even though he was sure he didn't have to tell her that his dick was dumping his cream into her chasm. His mouth clamped shut as spunk wriggled up his tube and dove off his knob.
His hips barely moved, his cock buried up to its wide base, his dickhead wobbling only slightly as he came. The explosion was tremendous, as powerful as any he had unloaded in her cunt.
His eruption forced her hole to close tightly around his spewing girth, her squeezing lock trapping cum inside his shaft. His dick burned and itched fiercely, ripping a startled scream out of his mouth.
"Let go!" he yelled.
The fire was not to be tolerated, and nothing felt as good as the release of pressure on his flaming meat. Cum flew up and out, then oozed over his gaping pisshole. His relieved sigh lasted forever, the flames slowly ebbing, his dick returning to a more normal state of mad pulses and wild throbs.
Carl's cock languished in the soothing comfort of his hot jizz and her hugging walls. When he finally removed his burning length from her ass, he stared down at the reddened surface of his prick. He loved the feel of his cock after ejaculation.
His dick's enthusiasm and strength gradually disappeared, his skin wrinkling as his cockhead retracted toward his crotch. He flopped onto his back, exhausted, satisfied.
"God damn, I love your ass!" he exclaimed.
"I can tell! But what about me?"
"You didn't like it?"
"Of course, I liked it! But I like to cum, too! Honey," Karen begged, "you got me started, so how about finishing? It isn't nice to leave me like this."
Karen had rolled onto her back. She stared at Carl with a pleading look in her eye as her hands leisurely massaged her frustrated pussy to keep her orgasm at least minimally alive.
Guilt washed over Carl. He glanced down at his dead dick and knew it would take a lot of coaxing to get it to stand up again. But all was not lost.
He crawled between her legs and pushed her hands out of his way. Flattening out on his stomach, he brought his face up to her crotch. His tongue reached out to tickle her twat, to begin the tonguing of her cunt. Her legs stretched out to part her pussy's lips, to open her snatch to his expert mouth.
But just as he was about to plunge between her hairy lips, the telephone rang.
"Who the fuck can that be?"
"Who cares? Don't answer it."
"Must be important to be calling so early!" Carl said, raising his face out of her crotch. He reached for the phone. "Hello?"
"Yeah, this is Carl."
Karen could only hear one side of the conversation. She played with her pussy in Carl's absence, being careful not to be too active, because she knew his tongue was far superior to her fingers.
Carl finally hung up the phone. "That was Kevin Reilly. He's got a client he wants you to meet."
"Now?"
"No, silly. He was calling from the airport. He wants you to meet some guy named Trevor Church. I told him to have Trevor call you later today."
"Am I supposed to fuck him, too?" Karen asked sarcastically.
Carl propped himself up on his elbows between her spread legs. "I've never told you, you have to fuck anybody. I'm not your pimp. And, frankly, I don't like it when you fuck these guys. It would suit me just fine if my dick was the only one that ever fucked your pussy."
Karen was surprised by his jealousy. She had always thought he had arranged these meetings just so she could seal a deal with a good lay. Apparently, she was wrong.
"Sometimes I have to," she said in her defense. "It's pretty obvious that these guys have gotten the word from somewhere that my body is theirs to play with. I fuck them to further my career, honey, not because I particularly want to."
"I know. But that doesn't mean I have to like it." He looked down at her hairy box. "But let's not talk about that now. I'm hungry for cunt, if you're still interested."
"Of course, I'm still interested," she said, sending her hands down to show him the delicacies awaiting his mouth and tongue.
Carl reached in and removed her hands. "I'll take over, baby. You just lay back and enjoy."
Karen moved her hands to her tits, her eyes closing, her body ready to receive her lover. Her fingers slowly traced the tender discs around her nipples as Carl inched his face closer to her cunt.
He inched up and in, his lips caressing, his tongue probing around her fleshy folds before seeking the object of his desire. His fingers slipped into her bush and onto her flesh to part her pussy. Her body rolled around under his advances, her warm interior moist for his tongue.
Before diving into her box, he moved up to kiss her clit, drawing it into his mouth to give her nub a little swat. She purred above him as he slowly sucked on her strengthening clit, her tiny bud swelling and growing between his massaging lips. His fingers toyed with her lips as his face bobbed slowly over her pulsing erection.
Her cunt was hot and wet when he lifted off her clit and went for her hole. His tongue climbed inside her twat, stroking her pussy, his fingers slipping down her folds to spread her wide apart. After a few loving thrusts, he pulled out to lick up and down her succulent valley, to taste the flavors of the woman he loved.
He lapped up her cunt's sweet juices, played them over his tongue, then dove back in for more. He raced along her gash with fevered licks, did his best to inspire the rekindling of her orgasm.
Un-like earlier, her climax became all-important, his own enjoyment secondary to stimulating her pussy into giving up its honey-like nectars. He ate and sucked, nipping at her heated flesh, sending his tongue scurrying all around her crotch. His mouth flew from the supple beginnings of her hairy mound down to the firm and clasping eye of her asshole. He left no part of her snatch untouched.
His fingers worked her cunt lips like a concertina, opening and closing her box around his face. His lapping tongue did everything but talk. He moved so rapidly around her twat that Karen's hips began to pump and circle in wild excitement.
But she really became agitated when he darted in and out of her hole, poking and probing into her slit with his nose and tongue, chewing on her flesh with his devouring lips. He placed one hand on her clit, leaving it there to stimulate her body even more while his tongue concentrated lower in her gash. He pressed his face into her pussy as far as it would go, his nose buried in the succulent folds of her heated flesh.
Her cunt was flowing like a rushing river, her bush soaking wet from his drooling mouth and her effusive snatch. He tugged and pulled on her cunt lips to bare her hole for his greedy prong. In he dove, and in he stayed, playing in the depths of her pussy.
He touched the tip of his tongue from wall to wall, flicking it around in her open spaces, working it from floor to ceiling. Her flesh was hot and soft. It retreated from his plunging tongue, her body bouncing on the bed, skewering her cunt on his invigorating intruder. He could tell she was getting off on his active probes, her orgasm assuredly swelling inside her.
Carl opened his mouth wide in anticipation of her spewing cream, and the time for play was over. He got serious about bringing her climax.
He fucked her with his reaching tongue in steady strokes. His speed increased, and he stopped probing around, making a straight entry through her grasping pussy. He drove hard, and he drove fast.
Karen's hips did everything they could to ensure the release of her river. She swayed from side to side, then rocked up and down. All the while, Carl maintained a smoothly rhythmic in and out thrusting.
With the excitement erupting around Carl's tongue, his cock found the strength to rise again. He worked his hips to plow his erection into the mattress, to rub his tender flesh against the sheets. His hard-on fucked the bed with the same eagerness employed by his tongue in her pussy, his entire body like one huge cock.
"Oooooh," Karen sighed, "keep doing that. My God, that's wonderful!"
Karen obviously liked his undulating fingers, his stabbing tongue, and the active motion of his entire body. He increased the flowing motion of his hands, playing her pussy like a trumpet, pressing more firmly into her squirming flesh. Her moans lengthened, her body easing into a less frantic rhythm.
Heat built up inside her box, and Carl could tell that she was close to erupting into his mouth. His second climax was a long way off, but even the meager beginnings of another load was pleasure enough to keep his dick stiff and stroking against the bed. He tried to ignore the rising needs in his crotch, and kept his cool. His tongue's thrusting action was about to force Karen's twat to explode, and he maintained a steady pace.
Karen's body suddenly stopped all movement. Her ass raised up from the bed, his face rising right along with it. He kept jabbing her box with his tongue and anxiously awaited the fruits of his labor.
With high-pitched squeals and drawn-out sighs, Karen unleashed her orgasm. Her thick outpouring swirled around Carl's curled tongue. He drank her honey down, sweet fluids snaking over his tongue as he pulled them down into his throat. Then he darted back in deeply for more, for more of her sweetness to satisfy his hungry appetite.
He loved the taste of her pussy, even without an orgasm, but the flavor of her cum now seemed doubly delicious since he wasn't concentrating on reaching his own climax. He was still humping the bed, but it only added to the experience. It got his body totally involved in eating pussy, enhancing the sensations bombarding his face and mouth.
Once she stopped gushing, he licked up her crack, searching for the drops that may have escaped him. But he had been so thorough there was little to be found. He enjoyed the licking just the same, her cunt closing around his chomping lips.
Satisfied that he had gotten all she had to offer, he wiggled his head within her crotch and vibrated his lips. Karen broke into laughter, her hands pushing his head away from her crotch.
"Stop it! That tickles!"
"It's supposed to," he said, climbing up her body. He laid his erection on top of her box and gave her cheek a quick peck. "Did you get off?"
"Are you kidding?"
"You mean that little spurt was it?"
She slapped him hard across the ass, then buried her fingernails in his hairy bottom. Playing with his buns, she planted a kiss upon his lips.
"If I stay here, I'm going to have to fuck you," he said, raising up so they could both see the fattened head atop his erection. "Which would be fine, except it's getting late. I have to get to the office."
He leaned down to kiss her once more before getting out of bed and heading for the bathroom. Karen watched his sexy ass move across the room, tiny marks left by her fingernails. Staring at his behind, she wondered if Carl would like to be fucked. She had heard that a lot of guys liked having a dildo rammed up their butt, and Carl had never objected to her fingering his asshole while they were fucking. It was something to think about.