"Hi, Red… can I come in?" she said timidly, standing at the far edge of the front porch. She was wearing a pair of shorts, just like the ones in the picture, he convinced himself… and a stylish halter top that was perfect for her beautiful figure. She had sandals on, her feet almost bare… Like she used to be with those boys at Johnson's Pond!
"Yeah, sure… come on. I hardly expected you to be calling, Diane." He motioned her in and held the door, suddenly ashamed of the mess in his batchelor-kept home. "I apologize for the way everything looks, but I only have a maid one day a week. You know, that high-yaller gal that used to work down at the plant."
Diane nodded, her mind flashing with the lewd imagery of Red Collins and that mulatto girl that everyone talked about. She had been fired from the production line down at the plant for slipping off with the men workers during lunch breaks. The story was that she got caught with three men in the employee's bathroom.
"What brings you here, Diane?" he asked cautiously, feeling his way on unfamiliar ground. After all, it wasn't every day that Diane Willard graced his home. In fact, this was the first time ever!
He didn't sit down and he made no offer of a chair for his guest. "It's Don's job, Red…" she began. "Just like I said yesterday. He needs it, Red, awful bad, and I'm afraid it might be the end for us if he gets laid off now."
Red tried to conceal his grin. "Oh, come now… it ain't all that bad. There's other jobs."
"No, Red, there aren't any more jobs. Don's talking about going north to look for work. To some city full of strangers. And there's more… I think I'm gonna' have Don's baby. It's just an awful time for all this to happen."
"Tell it to Nixon, Diane… I didn't have nothin' to do with it. I just got my orders."
She managed a thin trembling smile. "But you could change the orders, couldn't you? I mean, you've got the say-so to keep Don on the job if you wanted to, right?"
He grinned openly now. "Yeah… I suppose I could, but there'd be a lot of static from the front office. Too many questions and nosing around, unless…"
Diane gulped hard, but kept her thin smile intact, though her stomach already knotted with revulsion. "Unless what, Red?" she purred.
He suddenly became very nervous and his fingers began to fidget with his belt buckle, a brass replica of a tractor cab, that one of the trucking companies had given him. "I think you know what, Diane. There ain't but one thing that would make me change my mind about laying Don off… and there ain't but one girl in Evansboro who could make me say that." He reached out to her shoulder and pulled the strap of her halter top down her bare arm.
Diane closed her eyes in shame and humiliation but she did nothing to stop him. He took the other side of the flimsy top and pulled them together, along her arms, tingling with goose bumps as her stomach churned with naked revulsion!
Red remembered her beautiful breasts, his mind rushing back eagerly to that night at the juke-joint when he had seen her naked to the waist. He tugged her halter lower and the rounded swell of her breasts peeked over the top, still in the overflowing cups of her brassiere. He leaned close to her, so close that his breath felt hot and moist on her bare chest, and as he pulled her halter down around her waist, he dropped his face to her breasts, his tongue sneaking wetly into the deep cleavage between her bulging boobs.
"R-Red, pleasseee! Get it over with, please! Please!" she mewled in gut-rending despair.
Suddenly, Red's face was inches from hers and she shuddered as he gasped and sputtered with rage, his breath reeking of booze an rising bile. "You listen to me, bitch! You came to me, remember? And this gets done my way or not at all. You want Don to keep his job, don't you?"
"Y-yes… yes!"
"Then put a little into it or the deal's off. I don't want no cold fish… I want a real woman. The woman I know you are Diane! I deserve that… I deserve all of it!"
He began to finish the savored task of undressing her, unhooking her bra and letting it slide slowly down her arms, just as it had on another night years before. The brassiere fell from her wrists to the floor and he planted a kiss on both her firm young breasts, lifting them with his palms and murmuring to himself as he hotly licked her pink crinkly nipples.
Diane nearly swooned from the vile wanton sensation on his thick wet tongue swiping between her breasts, but she suppressed the need to cry and plead for his disgusting act to stop, for she knew that she had to go through with it to save her marriage… she had to!
He opened the button at the front of her shorts and eased the zipper down gently, his fingers working their way inside her pants. He could feel the shiny elastic sheerness of her panties under her shorts and he knew that in a few minutes he would be peeling them down her long supple legs and she would be naked in front of him, stripped to the flesh like a golden Goddess!
He pushed her panties down over her hips and they fell to the floor at her feet like a hastily lowered flag of surrender… unconditional surrender!
Suddenly, unexpectedly, he was kneeling at her feet on the shag-carpeted floor, his fingers worked into the elastic of her thin sheer panties. He tugged them down, exposing the vee-shaped fleece of her pubic mound, there, just scant inches from his face and nose. The sweet womanly pungence of her slit was already filling his nostrils like heady perfume and he licked his lips in eager anticipation as he moved closer until his nose was lightly tickled by her soft naked pubic fluff. He dropped her panties lower down her thighs, pushing them along until he reached her knees, when he kissed her fervently there in the fleecy softness of her pubic hair.
Diane moaned in shame and nearly fell from the retching humiliation of the moment… he was stripping her naked and he was kissing her there, at the secret altar of her marital fidelity. His lips were poised just inches from the naked unguarded slit of her womanhood!
Diane gasped loudly as his fingers moved through the light sparse fleece of her pubic mound and his mouth pressed hotly against the labial lips of her cunt in a fervent soul-kiss that sent a rippling spasms of shame racing through her belly and into the depths of her soul.
The sudden lingual caress there at the secret cleft of her vagina took the strength from her naked body and she fell backward helplessly, clutching at Red's close-cropped hair in a gesture of self-protection that he thought to be her intimate signal of submission. She toppled over backward, crashing into the arm of a chair that broke her fall, and she fell unhurt onto the floor. Red's face worked frantically up between her thighs, splayed helplessly in her fall, and she groaned in abject humiliation as his tongue laved wetly between the warm pink lips of her pussy. She writhed in involuntary spasms of sensation that Red was sure were the squirmings of a hot-blooded woman… when in truth, they were the helpless motions of a young wife lost in the shame of her vile and despicable adultery!
But there was something else… something that Diane at first denied to herself, but the strengthening sensations wouldn't be denied. There were the first undeniable wisps of pleasure… the naked ticklings of lust as his tongue worked back and forth along the fleshy moist furrow of her vagina. His tongue splayed the soft pink folds and wriggled into the hot wetness of her cuntal orifice; as it laved upward along the quivering slit, his tonguetip searingly brushed over the fleshy node of her clitoris, naked and vulnerable as he parted the pouting lips of her vagina and licked eagerly, at the oily marble that was the very center of her sexuality.
His thick tongue was everywhere at once, lovingly swiping through the quivering furrow of her pussy, dipping into the clenched nether cheeks of her buttocks. All along the moist pink slit, his tongue splayed hotly between the fleshy ridges of her genitals, deftly arousing a kind of naked and wanton passion that she had hoped was submerged in her soul forever… the hungry carnal desires of her wild impetuous youth! It was that night at Sal's all over again, only this time, she didn't want to escape. There was no need for running half-naked through the woods in search of salvation… for this time she would get the vicious, sadistic ravishment that she had fantasized about since that long-ago night. At last she would know what it was like… what would have happened if she hadn't escaped. And the naked lusting thoughts excited her animalishly, fanning the flames of adulterous passion that surged in her blood-heated loins!
"Mmmmm… yesss, yeas! Lick me there, lick my pussy!" she moaned between clenched white teeth, her lips drawn back quiveringly.
"Oh, God, it feels sooo goooddd!"
Red grinned as his tongue slipped between his fleshy lips and wriggled into the hot moist hole of her vagina… she was going to beg him for more before he was through! All those years of wanting her… and now she would have to beg him before he would stick his thick cock between her legs! She would beg like the hot-blooded bitch that she was!
Her head flailed from side to side and she whimpered soulfully in abject shame and humiliation as Red's thick tongue hotly splayed the lips of her pussy. A gurgling moan of animalish subjugation rippled from her throat, but still she was powerless to ward off the hot tickling wisps of forbidden cuntal pleasure that tickled her loins like a huge feather.
Red grabbed at her naked breasts, his fingers groping for them and squeezing the soft resilient flesh until it rose in ridges between his thick callused fingers. She heard him wheezing with carnal frenzy as he tongued and licked her wanton cunt like an animal dosed with Spanish Fly… and she was climbing the walls from his delicious lavings!
Diane had never known such shame but she was glued to this position by the rousing lingual caresses that triggered the spasming strength of her feminine passions. Tears flooded her eyes and ran down her quivering cheeks… she was wallowing in the adulterous depths of her shameful lusts, but she couldn't summon the strength to resist… How can I go home to Don and face him after this? I'm not fit for any man now, I'm nothing but a whore!
Red looked up between her crushed breasts, coldly watching her for the hint of unconditional surrender that he awaited. He wanted her completely whipped, her resistance destroyed… utter and unquestioning obedience. She would beg him… she would be his slut or he would drive her crazy with his tongue between her thighs!
He chuckled under his breath at the realization that he had been right about her all along. The teenager-queen, the town's prettiest girl… and she was nothing but a cock-hungry whore like all the rest! Dig beneath that cool, icy beautiful exterior and you had the real Diane… a whimpering, writhing tramp!
He grinned victoriously and pushed her legs behind her knees, doubling them backward until they crushed down into the soft white mounds of her naked tits. Her whole crotch was his now, unguardedly vulnerable and utterly naked to his touch, to his kiss, and he continued his cunnilingual lovemaking with the fervor of a zealot. Again and again, his tongue swiped through the full naked slit of her hair-rimmed pussy, not stopping until his tonguetip hotly rolled the pearl of her clitoris like the jewel that it was, sending electric jolts of pure wanton lust racing along her naked spine.
"Ummm… that's it, lick me there! Lick my clit! Lick it, pleassee!" She heard him laughing at her as she begged to be relieved of this gnawing lust, but she was beyond caring now… whatever he wanted to do to her, she would let him!
She spasmed gaspingly as his tonguetip suddenly speared at the clenched nether lips of her anus. Groaning in undiluted humiliation, she tried to squirm away from this unnatural invasion, but her own body betrayed her, quivering in unmistakable carnal arousal as his tongue probed the hidden recesses of her buttocks-cleft.
Diane was secretly grateful when his tongue returned to the lust-bloated lips of her pussy, glad that he was leaving her forbidden nether orifice alone, for that was something that she had never thought of doing. No man, not even Don, had touched or entered her there.
Her clitoris filled with lust-heated blood and throbbed as his tongue curled around it, surrounding the nerve-filled bud that was the center of her sexuality, and sending shudders of lascivious arousal shimmering up through her belly and into the very tips of her hardened, pulsing nipples!
"No, noooo… I can't!" she whimpered as if to convince herself that she really meant to stop this before it was too late… but she knew in her heart that it was already too late, much too late.
Suddenly, the last pretense of marital fidelity was gone and Diane discovered that she was betrayed by her own naked young body as it began a sensuous rhythm of arousal, squirming against the brutish man's laving tongue and fervent lips. She moaned huskily, her voice rich with lust, and her fingers coursed through his short hair and she grabbed at his head and pulled it hard up between her wide-splayed thighs, into the soft moist fissure of her hotly steaming cunt!
Diane writhed and gasped for breath as she felt the pangs of wanton lust throbbing in the passion-bloated lips of her pussy. Nothing mattered now… nothing on earth existed for her, save the pleasure-giving sensations of this man's lips and tongue! There could have been a roomful of spectators now, all of her friends from Evansboro, and still she would have been powerless to stop… she was lost to the rapturous thrill of forbidden cunnilingus!
Red lifted his face enough to sight up between the crushed soft mounds of her breasts, to grin as he saw the contorted expression on her face, her lips quaking and her nostrils flared in the heat of her ravenous passion. He licked her harder, each lingual caress searing through the full-splayed length of her hair-fringed slit, his thick tongue spreading the blood-heated labial lips until he tormentingly speared the tip of it deep into the warm clasping sheath of her pussy. He could feel the soft fleece-like curls of her pubic hair against his cheeks and tickling his nose as she groaned incessantly, her naked crotch squirming hotly against him, working back onto his tongue and lips in a slow, sensuous dance of pagan lust!
Red chuckled under his breath, heady with the sweet wine of total victory… at long last, she was his! After all these years, she had just come to him like a vision in the night, and now she was naked on his floor, hot and writhing with lust… just waiting for his lust-maddened thick cock between her legs!
Suddenly, he took his passion-stirring lips away from the pouting warmth of her labia, and she shamefully moaned as she heard the lurid sound of her own pussy lips pouting noisily as he ended his cunnilingual kiss. She lay there on the floor, breathing heavily, her vision blurry with the stinging river of tears that trickled down her cheeks.
He was undressed almost before she realized what he was doing, but as he dropped his boxer shorts to the floor along his hairy thick legs, she gasped in horrified amazement… My God, that's the biggest thing I ever saw! No woman could take that without splitting in half!
Her eyes were drawn to its immense uncircumcised thickness, much like a moth is drawn to the glimmering image of a flame, knowing it will mean his sudden painful death. He gripped it with both hands and grinned proudly down at her as he peeled back the fleshy purplish foreskin, like a schoolboy is exposing himself in the bathroom to the girl from next door.
"R-Red, no… Please, I… I can't go through with it! I c-can't!" But she might as well have been talking to the four walls for all the hope she had now… he had tasted the sweet perfume of her womanhood and nothing short of death would stop him now from having his fill of her. Nothing!
He dropped to his knees and walked on them up between her trembling legs, pushing them further apart and bending them back cruelly, levering the naked pink slit of her cunt upward to give his anxious cock greater access to the secrets of her loins. He stretched easily into a push-up position over her small tender nakedness, taking the weight of his paunchy bulk on his hands and knees as he looked directly down into her face.
She groaned in sickened submission as he kissed her full on the lips, his mouth still pungent with the scent of her vagina. His tongue searched between her teeth and then chokingly probed down her throat until she nearly gagged. His eyes were hardly more than cruel slits as he left her lips and lowered his searching mouth to the bruised pink peak of her nipple. His lips encircled its tender rigidity and he could feel the tiny crinkly mound harden involuntarily as his tongue swirled it about as he had done minutes earlier with her clitoris.
His jutting erection surged up between her quaking thighs, prodding at the steaming fissure of her cunt. She moaned throatily in spite of her shame as his rigid cock slid along the slit of her pussy like a knife through butter, parting the pink hair-lined folds until the lustbloated head of his prick rubbed arousingly over the tiny pearl of her clit!
"Aaaawwww, please… don't tease me! I can't stand any more… do it to me now, please!" she begged, anxious to end the shame and despair of his taunting foreplay. She bit painfully into the softness of her lower lip, perhaps in some misguided notion that the pain would erase the hurtful shame of her naked submission. Never had she known such utter unfathomable humiliation… as if she had been thrown head over heels into the deepest pit of hell!
"I'm gonna' fuck you, honey… but not 'til you beg me. I begged you once… and I've begged you in my mind a million times since, but tonight it's you who's gonna' beg… beg me! Beg me to fuck you!" he snarled bestially.
"Oh, all right… I'm begging you! Do it, please!"
He nipped playfully at the pink budlike peak of her left nipple and she squirmed from the added pain. "That's not good enough… say it the way I told you!"
"Oh God, God… yesss, yess! Fuck me, please, fuck me, Red, I want it!" she screamed, unsure of whether it was out of desperation or perhaps really meaning it now. But his words quickly penetrated her confusion and despair, bringing her back to the lurid adulterous reality of the act that she was about to perform… she was about to be fucked by another man, her husband's boss!
"Put it in, Diane… grab it and put it in your pussy where it belongs, where it's always belonged!" he slobbered, his eyes bulging from their sockets.
There was no need for resisting now, no need for pretending, and she reached down over the quaking flatness of her belly to where his lust-stiffened erection was stuffed between her thighs, so huge that she couldn't bring her legs together. In her tiny timid grip, it seemed impossibly large, so thick that her fingers wouldn't reach around its virile circumference. It throbbed in her lightly clasping grip and she could feel the rush of his lust-heated blood surging into it, stiffening it even more until it was like a fence post in her hand, the blue veins throbbing and pulsing against her palm.
"C'mon… hurry it up, get it in, get it in!" he breathed, his voice rising in the frenzy of his anxious desire.
Diane dared not rebuff him now, and she was afraid to even breathe as she moved the huge knob of his cock between the pouting folds of her pussy. Again her own body shamed her, and she felt the pink moist lips of her cunt flower in expectant desire, opening to accommodate this huge male rod and she shuddered under his heavy bulk as her naked body began to attune itself to the task at hand… the adulterous fucking that she was about to get from his paunchy, liquor-reeking savage!
Suddenly…
"Unnnghhhh!" she cried out, arching off the carpet in very real pain as he gave a punishing push forward with his powerful legs. His cock surged into her as if she were some unfortunate cow in a pasture and he was a stud bull with a hard-on. His entry was brutal, not gentle and easy, but a vicious cock-thrust that brought wincing contortions of pain to her face and tears to her eyes. He bored relentlessly into her belly, his huge cock plummeting into the deepest virginal recesses of her cunt, deeper than any man had been. He filled her like a tree stump and her eyes rolled and flickered in their sockets as her lips quiveringly mouthed the unsaid screams that wouldn't come. She finally managed to regain enough of her breath to cry out again and she pounded at his back and shoulders.
"Red, Red… please, take it easy! You're killing me with that thing!" she gasped, but she could as easily have been speaking Spanish or even Greek for all it did to slow his ravaging thrusts. His weight was heavy now on her and she felt as if every pore of her lithe young body were being squeezed into the fleshy corpulence of his own… and she prayed for the moment she had dreaded to hurry and arrive, the instant when he would empty his lust-bloated balls into her belly and she would slosh with his viscous cum, her adultery complete!
His vicious cock-thrusts were hurtful and cruel, each backward grind of his powerful, hair-shrouded pelvis drawing his cock nearly free of her cuntal lips until the blood-bloated purplish head remained inside her pouting vaginal lips; then, with an animalish grunt, he would push all of his strength behind his deep thrust, skewering wetly into the tightly gripping walls of her pussy, rippling into the soft yielding cuntal flesh in delicious surging swelling until he slammed his huge meaty cock home with a thudding smack that sent his balls slapping into the hairless fissure of her naked buttocks.
That sound, the lewd noise of his bloated testicles slapping into her ass-cleft, seemed to epitomize the gnawing despair and humiliation of her wanton passions, and salty stinging tears dribbled from her quivering eyelids. But now the pain of his cruel skewering entry was gone, and a far worse misery had taken its place… the degrading knowledge that her man-hungry loins were beginning to twitch with feminine arousal, that her cunt was burning for his virile seething cum!
Bent nearly in half from his crushing weight pressing her knees backward, her thighs crushed the soft fleshy mounds of her breasts and her tiny budding nipples hurt from the smashing assault on her loins as they throbbed and quivered in sensual rhythm with Red's deep-skewering thrusts. Her whole body was tuned to his carnal tempo and she felt the crescendo of ecstasy that she knew would bring on the inevitable… her screaming, scratchy orgasm!
Her head tossed from side to side and her hair flailed around her head like a golden halo. The veins in her neck throbbed with man-hungry blood and stood out cordlike as she whimpered like an animal, every muscle and sinew in her fragile young body tautened, winding tighter and tighter with Red Collins' brutally impaling thrusts.
Diane shuddered as she heard the brutish man groan and she felt his chest filling and emptying with rising furor as the pace of his deep-thrusting fucking slowed to a sensuous rhythm of naked pagan arousal, a slow, deliberate pace that seemed to draw out the very act to an unspeakable moment of passion… the delicious feel of cunt gripping cock, her naked moist walls clasping the huge meaty thickness of his prick!
Her teeth bit more deeply into her lower lip and Diane shuddered from the salty taste of her own blood. Her arms encircled him out of lustful desperation and her legs splayed widely around his paunchy hips as her body hungered for his lust quenching hardness… the irreplaceable ecstasy of his cock between her legs.
He's taunting me, he's deliberately slowing down like this to tease me! Goddamn him, why doesn't he hurry… I can't stand it like this, I can't stand it!
"Gettin' to you, huh, Diane? You ain't ever had it from a real man, likely as not. Quite a difference, ain't it?" he lewdly breathed into her face.
Diane could stand it no longer and she began to scream and whimper. "Yes, yes… whatever you want, I'll say it, I'll say it, only fuck me… fuck me hard, fuck me hard, damn it!"
He had heard all he wanted to hear… the ultimate victory was his and now he could bring himself the delicious sensation of emptying his seething load right into her belly. He would make up for those years of wanting her, hungering after her. He would fill her naked young belly until it sloshed with his cum! Then she could take that home to her old man!
Her fingernails ripped at his back as he delivered thrust after thrust of thick, blue-veined cock right down the clasping love-tunnel of her twat, nearly straight down now as she doubled back inhumanly and thrust her crotch up at his adulterous loins. Suddenly, she could feel the full flowering of her pussy in wet gushing ecstasy as a warm bath of girly-cum flowed around the thick rod of his cock… I'm almost there, almost… God, I think I'm going to scream! I may die if I don't cum soon…
Suddenly, Diane arched so high off the shag carpet that she nearly bounced Red's heavy bulk off of her; her toes curled in against the soles of her feet and she screamed… a long, siren like wail that seemed to start deep down in her belly and grew more intense as it surged upward and spilled from her trembling lips.
"Aaaagghhhh! Yes, yes… I'm cumming… I'm cccuuummmmiinngg!!"
She bucked and writhed and kicked and clawed as though she were possessed by the devil himself and even Red was surprised at the ferocity of her orgasm. But he managed to stay astride her naked loins, and his cock seemed to swell to twice its normal size, gripped tightly in the warm velvety fist of her insatiable cunt!
She criss-crossed his bare back with the tearing trails of her fingernails as her fists pounded out their gushing relief. Red's face was inches above hers and his cheeks were distended and flushed, his eyes bulging in his head. Suddenly he gasped and cursed hotly into her face and Diane knew that the ultimate degradation had begun… he was cumming in her belly!
She felt his cock throb and jerk like it had a beating heart of its own; her pussy lips nibbled fervently at the thick purplish lust-pole as it began to spurt its creamy warm load into the adulterous pit of her womanhood. Gush after gush of the viscous liquid spurted from the mushroom-shaped head, filling her like the nozzle of a hose until the sticky hot goo oozed from around the deflating turgid pole of his cock and dribbled down the cleft of her buttocks.
"Ooohhh, noooo! Noooo!" she cried in utter shame as Red grunted and sweated over her. Great wet beads of his sweat dripped onto her breasts and trickled down into the cleavage between them… and then it was over.
"You ain't gonna' do nothing stupid like running home and telling your ol' man, are you?" Red asked casually as he pulled on his under-shorts. Diane was half-dressed already and standing uncertainly, bracing herself on the arm of a chair.
She laughed ironically. "Red, I did what I did to save my marriage… not destroy it. No, this secret is safe with me. No one will ever know. But you won't try to double-cross me about Don's job?"
Red grinned. "No way, honey… I might want another get-together sometime."
Her cheeks drained of color and her eyes widened. "Red! That wasn't the deal! You said…"
"Take it easy, take it easy… we can always talk about it later. But don't worry… I'll take Don off the pink-slip list in the morning."
The pretty married blonde decided to leave well enough alone and not, argue. There would be other days and other nights for that.
Red had the door open for her and she walked shakily, like a newborn colt on its spindly untried legs. She tried not to look at him but he insisted on kissing her good-bye. She managed it, though her stomach churned with a burning wad of nausea.
Outside, the night was clear and warm, just a night like any other. Perhaps for the rest of the world… but not for Diane Willard.
She turned the key in the ignition and hurriedly backed from his drive, anxious to be as far from there as she could manage. Her hands clenched the wheel like it was life itself.
Oh, Don, darling, darling… I did it for us! For you and me and for your baby!
But Diane couldn't help asking herself again and again… Had she saved her marriage or just nailed the last nail in its coffin?