Laura Morola knew what Ken Cameron wanted the instant he entered the stock room. He had that look in his gray eyes. And his pants were bulging more than usual.
She continued unpacking cans of ground coffee until she felt him standing at her side and felt his big right hand, begin to fondle her wide hips.
She turned to face him and looked straight into his eyes. She was a big, tall woman with huge, heavy tits. Her dark-brown hair was drawn back into a simple ponytail.
Ken said: "You can finish inventory later. Right now – you want to get royally fucked?"
Laura grimaced. "What's the matter? Did your wife turn you off again last night?" She untied her tan smock. She matter-of-factly pushed down her elastic-waisted jeans.
Ken said sourly: "She cries after I fuck bet. And it isn't that she puts me off with a lot of excuses. Most of the time she fakes coming."
"Poor man." Laura pushed down her white panties and levered her naked white haunches onto a stack of cardboard boxes. Her heavy thighs spread to show a bushy triangle of cunt hair.
Ken nodded. "You know, you're the only woman I've ever met who isn't afraid of me." He frowned. "Except a crazy little bitch I knew in college for a while." He unzipped and hauled out his hardening monster cock. The cockhead was already oozing clear drops of slippery pre-cum.
Laura unbuttoned her white blouse. She wasn't afraid of being caught fucking. Ken was the owner of Steaming Hot Coffee Service, and Ernie, the only driver besides Ken, was out on his route. She knew the outer office door was locked. And this was a quiet period before she had to load the huge stainless steel coffee makers for the afternoon deliveries.
She smiled. She had news for Ken, but she wouldn't drop it on him until after he had fucked that huge cockmeat into her pussy and she'd had a good come.
She said. "Like I told you, after all the whoring I did when I was a teenager, nothing hanging on a man scares me. Besides, I'm just naturally built big inside."
Ken nodded. He moved between her broad thighs. "Wish I'd met you twenty years ago."
Laura smiled. "That would've been trouble. I was only a kid then." She opened her white blouse and exposed her big, sloping, pointed tits. Her nipples were reddish brown corks, crinkled and excited.
Ken laughed. "Yeah, but I'll bet you could've taken my cock, even then."
She laughed, too. "Maybe. I was fucking my brothers." She sat on the edge of the boxes and let Ken fondle her big, heavy tits as she used both hands on his immense cock.
She pulled the tight skin forward and back. The big prickhead surged forward to nestle into the musky gorge of her crotch. She rode the cockhead up and down against her thick, juice-laden cunt lips.
He was digging his strong fingers deeply into her soft tits. She liked that. Something in her liked being mauled a bit. She knew it and accepted it.
Laura rocked her hips and edged forward a bit more. She was teetering on the edge of the box of coffee cans. She managed to enclose his big cockhead in her loose cunt lips.
"I'm ready for fucking, Ken."
"Okay."
He stepped back to allow her to raise her strong legs which were imprisoned at the ankles by her lowered jeans and panties. His huge, hard cock wobbled free, a thick cocklance that stuck out of his pants like a pump handle.
Laura raised her legs high and bent her knees. Ken ducked his head into the gap. She settled her legs on his wide shoulders. She eased her upper body flat on the big boxes. Her soft tits settled lower on the sides of her chest. Her thick brown nipples pointed at wide angles.
Her bushy cunt was dripping, slightly pouted, a pink vertical mouth. "Make it a good one," she urged.
Ken nodded and got a good grip on her thick, fleshy waist. He nudged his cockhead into her cunt lips and found her hot, juicy fuck hole. He pressed forward against the weight of her heavy legs, forcing her thighs straight up.
His thick cock sank into her soft cunt. He was enthralled by the way she could use her cunt muscles. Almost instantly, she began subtly milking his prickshaft, squeezing the fat cockhead, luring him deeper and deeper.
Laura closed her eyes to the rough, beamed ceiling, the dirty green walls of the small stock room, the face of the man who was fucking her. She blocked out the discomfort of lying on cases of coffee. She concentrated on her cunt! Her pleasure was a strange mixture of sensation – feeling the hugeness of his prick, molding her cunt to his invading cock, tightening on his fucker with her finely developed muscle control. There were rings of muscles in her pussy and she could tighten them like fingers, in sequence, or all at once.
She enjoyed using her educated cunt. And she especially enjoyed it when Ken fucked his massive prick in her. He fucked so deep he almost rammed into her womb.
She sucked air and jerked her body. Her big, fleshy tits quaked. Her cunt walls rippled and spasmed. She shivered with weird, icy pain that seemed like pleasure.
"Come on, all the way in! Ram me! Fuck the living shit out of me!"
Ken nodded. He had everything socked into her cunt now. And he smacked it in fast and hard, jolting her big, soft body, forcing puffs of sound from her lips, making her plump face ripple and twitch.
Laura loved the size of his big prick. She dug her heavy, booted heels into his back, urging him on.
Ken fucked hard. He watched his broad prick emerge, glistening wet, all but the big, fat purplish cockhead, and then he shoved it all the way in! Wham! Wham! Wham!
The impact shook her. She clung to the edge of the big coffee case to keep from being driven back too far. Her insides were hot and squishy. She bore down on his cock and clenched the cunt muscles in a slow series of undulations that brought sobs of ecstasy from Ken.
He slammed into her pussy again. Harder! His giant prick squashed her cunt lips. Her clit was hammered and scraped.
Laura rolled her head from side to side. She grunted with each huge fuck-thrust into her pussy. She shuddered into a strong come. She gripped her tits and savagely twisted and pulled the pale white tit flesh. She needed more pain. Pain was good! It balanced the shitty things she'd done to people. She deserved pain!
"Ken! Ken! Fuck me in the ass! In the ass! Fuck me in the ass!"
He slowed his massive fuck-thrusts. "What?" He'd never done that. It was difficult enough getting a woman to let him fuck her cunt! He'd never even hinted at assfucking to Wyoma.
"I want it in the ass! Do it! Christ, do it now!" She glared at him. She pulled her knees to her sloping tits. Her booted, encumbered feet rode up his back to his neck. Her bunched jeans and panties pulled his head forward.
Ken was close to coming. His loins were getting that golden, fizzing sensation that preceded a mind-blasting climax. He didn't want to leave her hot, juicy, massaging cunt.
But this opportunity might never come again. Laura had never before gone wild like this and offered him her asshole.
He didn't hesitate any longer. He pulled out. God, his cock was hard! It was slippery and gooey with her fuck juices. His prick jerked strongly in the air as if complaining at having been pulled from its hot, jellied, rippling home.
"Okay! You asked for it!" He slipped two fingers into her sloppy wet cunt to coat them with the slick fluid. Then he quickly poked first one, then the other finger into her small, puckered brown asshole. He slathered the juices all around and against the crevice of her big ass.
Laura wriggled and squirmed as he did this. His fingers tickled like hell! "Ram it in! Get that cock into my ass!"
He fisted his giant cock just below the prickhead and sank it between her spongy ass cheeks. The cockhead pressed against her clenched little asshole.
She gasped, "Push! Push, damn you! Fuck my ass!"
She felt him applying more and more force. He leaned over her and braced a foot farther back on the floor. She felt her puckered ring of ass muscles spasming under the pressure. Slowly, they yielded. Her little asshole opened more and more. Like a reluctant little straining mouth it opened and opened. She quivered as the last of the strength in her sphincter muscles gave out.
"Oh! Christ! Oh!" The head of his monster prick had popped into her ass. Her asshole was a ring of fire.
Laura had taken cock into her ass before, but never one this size. She began to regret her invitation. She gritted her teeth and waited for what had to follow.
Ken was amazed at the tantalizing sensations as her asshole surrendered. God, it was tight! He wanted more of this kind of fucking.
He fucked deeper into her ass. He waggled his hips and pressed ever deeper, working his fat prick in and out, seeing its new coating of streaked brown slime. It looked ugly but it felt marvelous!
He fucked more thick inches of cock into her ass. The flesh tube of her ass contracted eerily on his prick.
Ken almost laughed when he realized what was happening. She was trying to shit his cock. It was a completely different sensation from her cunt's action. He loved it!
Laura hid behind closed eyelids. She panted and groaned as he drilled his huge cock farther into her ass guts. It hurt! Christ, it hurt! It was fire and lightning. It was like having a monster turd in her bowels and being unable to pass it.
She felt invaded, possessed, pronged, as she never had before. This was terribly degrading and humiliating. And she had asked for it. Begged for it! Commanded it! She licked dry lips and gasped. "Shove it all in! Uhh! More! Uhh!"
Again, Laura mauled her big tits. She felt the last monstrously thick inch of his prick stretching her asshole to the tearing point. Sheets of pain made her howl. The big cockhead was incredibly far up in her ass.
Ken didn't give a damn how much Laura howled and thrashed. He had all of his ten-inch cock rammed into her ass and it was going to stay there until he blew his cum.
He began a slow, deep fucking of her hot, gooey asshole. He loved the tightness, especially way up inside where the tube narrowed and the muscles went crazy each time his cockhead churned the mush there.
She felt the pain subtly transform into a hot, golden glowing sensation. He was fucking his giant prick in and out more and more quickly, plunging, plunging, plunging!
She squirmed helplessly. It shouldn't feel so good! She twisted her big fat nipples and gasped with the flare of new pain. But even that changed to the hot, golden pleasure of her ravaged ass.
There was no more punishment for her this way. Not until later, when her strange arousal and lust had faded and the pain came back.
Ken slammed his loins frantically against her soft, spread ass cheeks. His huge cock was like a bar of iron. He sobbed as he rammed and rammed. He was almost there! Almost coming!
Laura gave up and crowded her hands into her crotch to rub her swollen clit and forced three fingers into her cunt. She deserved a good come now! She wondered if she would be able to walk later.
Her fucking fingers quickly brought her to a panting, groaning, whimpering climax. And still her guts and ass glowed with a strange fire pleasure. She kept on rubbing and fingering her pussy.
Ken's fast breathing grew ragged. He bent his muscular neck and glared down at the sight of his monster cock fucking into Laura's incredibly tight asshole.
He gritted his teeth. His pleasure grew and grew and grew. He gasped and grunted. He threw back his head and howled! His cock sprayed cum into the tight, gooey furnace of her ass guts. He fucked her ass like a madman!
She screamed and thrashed as a perverted ecstasy surged through her body. He ravaged her ass, pouring cum, yelling. Then she realized he had pulled his cock out.
She saw Ken stagger off toward the small bathroom.
She lay with her legs dangling limply over the edge of the cases of coffee cans. Her asshole leaked white-streaked brown goo. She couldn't get her asshole to close tightly. She lay wiped out, exhausted emotionally and physically. And she felt the pain coming on now. She smiled faintly.
"Oh, shit!" she whispered. And she laughed. She laughed so hard her belly shook and her guts hurt even more.
When Ken returned a few minutes later she was sitting up, looking down at herself with distaste.
He handed her a roll of toilet paper and some wet paper towels. "You want to do that again sometimes?" he asked.
"Don't watch me. Okay?" She wiped herself. "I'm not going to be here after Friday. I'm quitting."
Ken spun around. "What?"
"I'm moving to Texas. I know a guy there. He wants me. And he makes very good money. We've been talking on the phone a lot lately. Sorry."