"Lay down!" he commanded.
She obeyed. Quickly the man stripped her naked, then took off his own clothes. His huge prick looked almost menacing in its powerfulness. Immediately he tied her up again and continued stimulating hem soft body.
"Sugar," he said, "You get me soooo hot when you roll like that."
She had been gyrating as he lightly kissed her face, neck, and shoulders. Now he settled down to biting her nipples. Each one stood up like a ripe cherry after he was finished with it. Tami, now sizzled with sexual expectation. How fuckin' much she wanted to feel his cock!
He went down on her thighs, kneading, tickling, touching those insanely sensitized areas. Her legs kicked out like a swimmer as she dove into a pool of carnal delight.
This stud is certainly under control, she thought hazily. Any other guy would've shot his cum by now. For it had been long minutes since his erect prick had started to grind and pendulate.
Now he squeezed her milky white boobs together and thrust his cock in between the mountains. This drove both people wild as thrust after thrust became more intense than the last.
"Oh, baby, I want to feel your rod in my pussy." She begged him not to come between her tits. He laughed, "O.K., lover," and whipped his gun down to her cunt hole.
He knew that the sensation of his hard prick stroking her muff would totally fill her with an unrelenting desire for it to be inside her.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaaah, Put in to me!!!"
"Not quite yet, baby."
Teasing her clit by rubbing against it with his pecker produced a stream of gummy lubrication, and she knew she was ready to come.
Pushing her legs apart with his arms, he made a pathway for his rammer to follow. Her hole stretched to accommodate the width of the thrusting organ as it quickly entered her quim.
"Ooohhhhhhhhhhh," Tami hollered.
Totally helpless beneath this hot bull, the girl could only tolerate her sexual arousal by shaking and twisting like a captured animal.
He slid it in deeper. She felt its broadness continually rubbing against the inner membrane of her cunny. Each thrust of his dong brought Tami closer to an ejection of cum. It seemed that he could go on stroking with his stick as long as he wanted to without having an orgasm until he was damn ready to.
Tami's self-control continued to slip. Any form of thought was separate from her now- she could only FEEL-feel the pressure of this stud's fuckin' hot cock in her vagina.
"Yyyyyyyaaaaaggggghhhhhh," she screeched, as her muscles tensed and relaxed, methodically expelling thick waves of sex juice out from the lower reaches of her body. Her partner pumped furiously as his cock was further stimulated by the sticky fluid now starting to cover it.
"Yeeesshh!!!!" Tami swooned from yet another orgasmic convulsion.
On and on he drove his rod. Suddenly he let forth with an unearthly howl, stiffened his thighs and poured steamy cum all over the inside of Tami's cunt.
The girl felt every sexy squirt of his juice as it hit the sides of her love tunnel. Never before had she experienced such a deep climax or as consuming of a lover.
And still he was coining!!!! She tightened her cuntal muscles to keep his meaty wand way up inside of her. This exercise served to draw out the last traces of semen still contained in his prick.
She gasped for breath as gulp after gulp of air failed to fulfill her needs. Shit, she thought, this was like an Olympic workout!
Transparent drops of salty perspiration covered his wide, dark back. He looked like a highly-sexed, primal creature-splendid to behold in his virile nudity.
"Baby, that was great!!" he finally managed to utter.
"And you really get me off, ya know," Tami admitted.
"I've never come as hard as that!"
Weakly she reached over to the side of the couch.
"Want some?"
"Sure."
She dribbled the alcohol carefully into his dry mouth. Replenished by the drink, he regained even more of his strength.
"I'll untie you now."
He undid the bonds, releasing her arms. Tami sat up, rubbing her wrists, which had reddened somewhat from the pressure exerted on them. The man glanced at his watch.
"Shit, I've gotta go… I'm late…"
Up he sprang, rapidly covering the sexy body with garments that only served to enhance his supple frame.
Daintily he placed a rolled bill between her legs. She had been resting, her eyes closed and head back, in an attempt to catch her breath. Her fatigue was so great that she barely felt him stick the money partially up her cunt.
She woke fully to the sound of her door slamming.
Chapter 11
A few days later Tami was counting pennies inside her cash register when she looked up to see a friend of hers approach.
It was Hal, a man who stopped in the market practically every day for various odds and ends. He was at least seventy years old, with greying hair and a slight shuffle in his gait. Tami regarded him as she would an older relative who she could tell her problems to.
Even at his age he was as spry as many younger people, full of talk and laughter to offer to others.
"Hi, Hal," she greeted him.
"How are you, Tami?"
She closed her register.
"Tami, what time do you have lunch?"
"I think I'll be out today about 12:14…"
Looking intently at her, he continued, "Why don't we go out to eat… say, down at the restaurant, maybe?"
Tami thought this was sweet. Hal and she had often planned to do this one day, but somehow had never gotten around to it. Plus, he was a widower and lived alone.
"O.K. Hal."
"And then maybe you can take the afternoon off-we'll go to the movies… or something."
Tami laughed at this suggestion. "Leo won't think too much of that idea."
"Anyway, she said, "There's not much playing that I'd like to see… except maybe "The Wild…"
He cut her off before she could finish.
"Never mind, we won't go to the movies."
"Well, what else is there to do?"
"I dunno. Listen. We'll skip lunch and have dinner together. Then we can go to…"
He paused.
Tami's suspicion started to prickle.
"Go where, Hal?"
"Oh, to a motel, maybe…"
"Hal?!"
Tami had never suspected him to suggest such a thing. Of all the people she knew, he seemed to be one of the most innocent and easy going of them all.
"It wouldn't be any problem, Tami. You wouldn't have to do much, just…"
"Forget it, Hal."
She turned away to sort out some cigarette coupons.
"Tami," Hal continued, "Remember the car? You want to keep it, don't you?"
When the girl had first begun her job at the supermarket, she had very little money left after her rent and bills were paid. Occasionally she lamented this fact to her friend Hal. At one point, the old car she owned had broken down beyond the point of repair and she had to rely on rides from others to get to work.
Tami had seen a beautiful car for sale at a nearby garage and told Hal how much she would love to own it. He kept promising her that someday she would get it-finally, after several months she saved enough to provide the down payment on the vehicle.
She still paid monthly installments and her savings continued to dwindle. Hal knew that she worried about money, and he had a solution to her problems.
"I remember. What about it?"
Reaching in his pocket, he pulled out a piece of paper and tossed it on the counter. Tami's curiosity got the better of her and she picked it up.
"Hal!!! A thousand dollars!"
"That's right."
"I can't take a check like this!"
Filled with confusion, she handed it hack.
"Tami, I know how much this means to you."
A customer moved up to Tami's register wheeling a cartful of groceries.