"I work out a lot," he said.
He certainly looked it. He wore a denim jacket with the sleeves torn off to show his brawny arms. The tight jeans hugged his hard little ass and around in front was a promise of something big.
"You'll do it," Zelda said.
"Do what?"
"I mean I like your looks."
He nodded. "Okay, that's cool. What's your name?"
"Zelda, huh? It's not Zelda Reed, is it?"
She was immediately more wary. "That's right. How did you know that?"
He shrugged. "My sister used to work for a woman named Zelda Reed. An employment agency or something."
"What's her name?"
"Josie."
"Yes, I think I remember."
"It was about a year ago."
"So it was."
"Anyway, what's the difference?" he said. "Whenever you'd like to split, let's go."
Her first inclination was to forget it. Her policy was not to ball anyone she knew or anyone connected with the agency. But his sister didn't work for her anymore. Zelda remembered the girl as being attractive and smart, but too hard-nosed and unwilling to take orders. Besides, Malcolm was too nice to give up. All those muscles. She was already turned on by him. She wanted him.
She teased him for awhile. She was in no rush and she knew he'd hang on. She turned him on by talking about sex. First she talked about how dangerous it could be sometimes for a woman to pick up strangers and then she talked about how exciting it could be.
"You never know what to expect," she said. "It's hard to predict what people might like. You for instance. What do you like."
"Like?"
"What do you like to do with a woman."
"I like to fuck."
Zelda chuckled. "Yes, I suppose you do. But what else? Do you like sucking a woman?"
"Boy, you sure ask the questions, don't you?"
"I like to know what I'm getting into."
"Sure, I like to suck. I always suck it before I fuck it. Come on, let's make it."
She nodded and lifted her purse. He didn't seem too bright, but she didn't need his brain. What she wanted was his tongue and cock and his hard little ass.
She drove him to a motel, checked in and received the key to a room. Then outside she gave Malcolm ten dollars and told him to find a bottle of Scotch. He was back in a few minutes, and at last she had the room and the booze and this healthy young stud ready to fuck her.
"How often do you do this?" she said, pouring Scotch into a glass and handing it to him.
He looked at her. "Do what?"
"Make it with a woman like me you pick up in a bar."
He smiled at her. "Every chance I get."
"Maybe you like blondes."
"I like tits and ass."
"Is that what I have?"
"That's right."
She moved close to him and put her hand on the bulge in his crotch. "I've been looking at this all evening. Mmmmmm, it feels big."
"It is big."
"How big?"
"Eight inches."
"Oh my, how nice. Let's have a look."
She unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. He had a handsome prick, the foreskin cut away completely, the knob pink and juicy looking. She fingered the soft skin behind his cock-head, pulling it back to look at the veins. His cock wasn't completely hard yet, but it dangled long and thick and she could tell he hadn't been exaggerating about it. He certainly had a big cock. Then he pushed her fingers any and closed his own hand around his cock-shaft.
"Come on, show me something," he said. "Let me see your tits."
She stepped back and started stripping. She kept her eyes on his prick. She watched his fist as he stroked himself. When her tits were free, she held them in her hands and pointed her nipples at him. "Nice?"
"You're good shape."
"Squeeze some juice out of the tip of your prick. I like to see that."
"Makes you hot, huh?"
"That's right. I hope you know how to fuck. I need a good fucking tonight."
"You'll get it."
"But before you fuck you eat, right?"
"Show me some cunt."
She peeled her panties off. Now she wore nothing but the garterbelt and nylons. She loved the heat in his eyes. She sat down in one of the chairs, pulled her knees up and opened her legs wide.
"Here's dinner," she said.
He went down on her without any preliminaries. He came to the chair, went down on his knees and zoomed in to get his mouth on her cunt. She liked a bit more subtlety, but she told herself maybe he would make up for it in other ways. She couldn't really order him around. It wasn't like he worked for her. She wished he did work for her. Then she would tell him to sniff and lick before he sucked. She would make him do it right. With this one she had to worry about getting him mad. She still wanted to get fucked. She wanted that big cock he had.
But he did have a nice tongue. A big fat tongue like his big fat cock. He lapped up and down. No matter she had just had her pussy eaten less than an hour ago. Her cunt was running again, the juice oozing out as though a damn had opened. All that juice streaming over his mouth. She couldn't help teasing him a little.
"You're getting your face wet," she said.
"You're like a faucet."
"Yes. I know." She pushed at the top of her cunt with her fingers and managed to get her clit rubbing against his nose. "Mmmmmm, keep sucking," she said. "Get your tongue all the way inside."
He did that, his big tongue wriggling inside her cunt-hole, and after a few moments of it, she came. She rubbed her clit vigorously with her fingers as she blew her cunt on his face.
After that she told him to get the rest of his clothes off. She sat in the chair with her fingers in her cunt and watched him strip. She hadn't been wrong about him. He had a gorgeous body: big shoulders, lots of muscle, a small hard ass and all that equipment in front.
She called him over and made him stand in front of her while she handled his cock and balls. She grabbed his balls at the top and twisted the bag around. Holding his balls like that with one hand, she fingered the knob of his prick with the other hand.
"I'll get you hard," she said.
She used her fingers. She knew how to jack a cock. She took him along until she had the full eight inches standing out like a baseball bat. What a gorgeous cock he had. She was careful with her fingers now. She had no desire to bring him off.
"On the bed," she said. "Get on your back and I'll ride you."
He moved immediately to the bed and stretched out on his back with his big cock flopping around on his belly. She climbed over him, straddled his body and then cased down to get his cock in her cunt. She had him in a moment. She loved taking a big cock like this, sitting down on it and feeling inch after inch slide into her. He was thick, too. When her ass finally came down on his balls, she could really feel his meat in there.
"Nice cock," she said. "You've got it where it counts."
She started fucking him. On her hands and knees, she began rocking back and forth along the length of his cock. He played with her tits, pulling at them and pinching her nipples. She prayed he would stay as hard as he was. She liked a cock to be hard when she rode it like this.
She swiveled her ass around, working his cock in her cunt-channel. What a hot prick, she thought. What a big fucking cock she had in her pussy! Each time she snapped her hips, the underside of his cock rasped against her clit. She worked herself on him, gradually increasing the pace, pumping her cunt at his cock as she fucked him. She kept looking at his face. She could tell he would come soon. All that hot jism shooting off in her cunt-hole.
"Come on, make it," she said, her voice strained. "Blow it in my cunt! Let me have it, you bastard, let me have it!"
They went off together. She came as he started squirting inside her pussy. She fucked her cunt at him in a frenzy, pumping his cock with her cunt-channel as he shot off.