It was mid-morning when Diane awakened. Robin was sipping a Coke in the kitchen when her mother entered in a dressing gown. Although Robin was certain her mother had a hangover, she had never seen her looking more radiant. There was a burnished sheen to her thick, auburn hair and her eyes were sparkling. Watching her mother's lips move as she talked, Robin envisioned that big, slippery cock sliding in and out between them. The image of her mother's mouth sucking on the hard dick sent an excited tremor racing through her loins. She could hardly wait until tonight when she would be sucking Lance's beautiful cock with her own lips.
Later that morning, when the phone rang, Diane rushed into the den to answer it. Robin felt certain that it was the call from Charlie Crawford, and that was verified when her mother returned and told her it was the library and that a book she'd ordered had arrived.
"As long as I have to go downtown," Diane said, "I think I'll spend the afternoon shopping."
Robin smiled to herself and wondered what her mother's reaction would be if she had volunteered to accompany her. Excusing herself, Diane rushed back to her room to dress.
A few minutes later she returned in a short, simple summer dress, her legs bare. Robin noted that Charlie wouldn't have much trouble getting to her skin, and she wondered whether her mother was wearing panties.
"I'll be home later this afternoon," she chirped, kissing her daughter lightly on the cheek and dashing out of the house. Her mother's excitement really amused Robin. Her thoughts again returned to Lance and that wonderful cock she would be sucking for the very first time.
Charlie had given Diane the motel and room number over the phone, and Diane's heart was pounding in her throat when she rapped on the door. It was quickly opened by Charlie who was attired in a nightshirt and, noticing his bare legs, Diane realized he was wearing nothing else.
"Hello, Diane," he smiled, kissing her. "I was so afraid you wouldn't come."
"Hi, Charlie," she greeted him with a teasing grin. "Nothing could have kept me away from that luscious pole of yours."
Seating herself on the edge of the bed, she glanced at Charlie as he faced her from the center of the room. She visualized his hard shaft standing erect beneath the robe. There was a passion mixed with tenderness in his eyes that filled her with a burning desire to have his body pressed against hers.
Walking over to Diane, he took her hands and raised her to a standing position. Charlie took the hem of her short dress and lifted it over her head as if he were unveiling a precious object of art. He smiled in approval of the beautiful woman standing before him, wearing nothing but panties and bra.
"You're lovely," he whispered, studying her with obvious pleasure. He pressed his lips against the soft nape of her neck, his nose buried in her lush hair as his adept fingers unsnapped her bra, dropping it to the floor.
At the edge of the bed she stood between his outstretched legs. The soft smooth plane of her belly was only inches away from his eyes. Slipping his fingers into her flimsy bikini panties, he began rolling them down over her ass. Diane wallowed in a luxuriant warmth as she felt his gentle hands slide the flimsy panties down her naked flesh. When they were at her ankles, Charlie cupped her ass-cheeks in his hands and tenderly pulled her toward him, covering her navel with his eager lips. His fingers probed and kneaded the wide crack in her ass, and his tongue expertly bathed her flat stomach.
Diane had never experienced such tenderness from any other man. Her body was filled with fire as Charlie took her in his arms and eased her onto the bed.
"Oh, my God," she whispered when she felt his lips pressing tenderly against her sensitive inner thigh. Closing her eyes, she opened her legs wide as his warm mouth began working up and down on her flesh. He kissed her thighs, her smooth calves, her ankles, instep, toes, and then lifted her legs. He licked the soft areas behind her knees.
Then, slowly, he began working his mouth back up her thighs, getting ever closer to her moist pussy. She let out a squeal of joy when she felt his tongue probing lightly at her open cuntlips.
"Jesus Christ," she sobbed, feeling his hot mouth covering her entire slit, his tongue thrusting deeply into the juicy flesh of her fuckhole. Crazed with excitement, she began writhing her cunt tighter against his mouth. Placing his tongue flat against her clit, he gave it a gentle massage that Diane would never forget.
"Oh, honey," she squealed, pressing her thighs against his face. "I'm gonna come, baby! I'm gonna come! I can't stand it much longer!"
Wanting to delay her climax, Charlie quickly removed his mouth and gently rolled Diane onto her stomach. Lowering his head again, he pressed his face into her ass. Her face in her arms, Diane felt his tongue probing around her tight asshole. She squirmed excitedly as he slipped a hand under her, sliding his fingers into her cunt and up against her quivering clit.
"Oh God," she shuddered, her mind almost blown over the feeling of his tongue reaming her asshole while his fingers expertly manipulated her trembling clit.
Again she was on the verge of climaxing when he rolled her over and pressed his mouth against her hot slit.
His tongue was swirling frantically around in her lurching hole, sliding deliciously over her cuntal walls. Grabbing his hair, Diane pulled his mouth tighter against her writhing cunt. She felt him partially withdraw his tongue, flicking it teasingly against her swollen clitoris. It was like a thousand butterfly wings teasing an excited little knob of nerves.
"Jesus Christ, honey," she squealed, raising her hips and clasping her thighs around his juice drenched face. "Keep suckin' baby! Keep suckin'!"
Realizing Diane was rapidly approaching climax, Charlie sucked and licked with even more fervor.
"That's it, baby," she shrieked. "I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Charlie could feel her cunt jerking and convulsing beneath him as Diane exploded into a glorious orgasm that he prolonged for several minutes with his expert sucking.
"God, baby, you can really suck," she sighed a few minutes later when she felt strength returning to her exhausted body. "I've never been eaten out like that before in my life."
"That's because you're such a delicious tasting dish," he smiled, kissing her on the cheek.
Getting up, Charlie walked across the room and, after removing his dressing gown, he lighted two cigarettes.
Watching him return to the bed Diane couldn't take her eyes off his hard cock which protruded from his massive balls.
Handing Diane a cigarette, he sat on the edge of the bed, his deliciously stiff dick pointing upward.
Resting her hand on his bare thigh, Diane felt an overwhelming warmth for this big muscular man. No other person had ever made her feel so feminine, so loved and so wanted. There was a gentle strength in him that she had never found in another man.
Staring at his erect cock, Diane couldn't wait any longer to have it rammed up her sex-starved fuckhole. Leaning back, her auburn hair spilling over the pillow, she spread her legs and then lewdly parted the lips of her slippery hot vagina with her fingers.
"Look at this," she whispered, a teasing smile in her shimmering green eyes. "D'ya wanta fuck. It's all yours."
Charlie stared at the juicy cuntlips, so blatantly exposed among her soft pubic hairs.
"Come on, Charlie," she teased. "This creamy little cunt wants that big hard cock slammed into her."
Crouching on his knees between her spread legs, he guided his throbbing cock toward its juicy reward.
Diane was trembling with wild anticipation as the big cock-head nudged against her eager vagina. It had been weeks since she'd felt a hard cock in her cunt, and she was more than ready. If this big cocksman could fuck as well as he sucked, and she was certain that he could, she knew she was in for a real festivity.
Clutching him in her arms, Diane could feel her vagina stretching to accommodate the big cock that was slowly sliding through her slippery little hole.
"Oooooooh, honey," she whispered with ecstasy, feeling the big hard rod pressing against her tightly stretched cuntal walls as it sank deeper and deeper into the fiery depths of her hungry body.
When the big shaft had completely penetrated her, she squeezed her thighs around his waist, luxuriating in the sensuality of the throbbing cock buried deep in her quivering body. She couldn't recall when she'd ever felt so much hard meat filling her wide-stretched fuckhole.
"Don't move," she whispered, screwing her cunt up tighter against the base of his cock. "I just want to feel the length of it in me."
Not moving, and locked tightly in each other's arms, Diane could feel the blood pumping through the distended veins in his cock as it pulsated against her sensitive cuntal walls. Feeling the shaft throbbing and jerking with excitement, Diane began slowly rotating her hips, causing the erect cock to stir around in her grasping fuckhole. Charlie began sliding his swollen shaft in and out of the trembling girl's slippery cunt.
"Oooooooh," she mewled, clutching him tighter in her arms. "That feels so fuckin' good."
Charlie began slamming into her with longer, harder strokes.
"That's it, baby," she sobbed. "Bang me good."
Reaching down and grasping her ass, he pulled her tighter against his thrusting cock. Clutching her lurching ass-cheeks in his hands, he began slamming his cock up her hot, slippery passage at an even faster pace.
As he drove his shaft in and out, his fingers eased into the soft, wide cleavage of her buttocks.
"Oooooooooh Christ," she suddenly squealed when one of his probing fingers brushed against her puckered asshole.
Encouraged by her delighted squeals, he began massaging the sensitive ring of rubbery muscle.
"Oh, God, that feels good," she sobbed when his finger suddenly slipped knuckle-deep in her quivering asshole. "That feels so fuckin' good."
Now lunging harder and harder into her writhing cunt, he plunged the tip of his finger rapidly in and out of her ass. Through the thin tissues that separated the two holes, his finger could feel his cock surging in and out.
"Jesus, honey," she squealed, lifting her buttocks up off the bed. "All the way, baby! Ram your finger all the way up my asshole!"
Charlie drove his inflamed cock even deeper into her shuddering body. It ripped in and out of the warm, buttery hole like a machine gun.
"That's it, baby," she squealed. Breathing faster as her hips lurched wildly beneath him, Diane felt as though his iron-hard cock was driving clear up to her throat. The painful ecstasy of his finger swirling around her slippery asshole was almost more than she could stand.
From the way her muscles were twitching as she held him tighter, and from her gasping, Charlie knew she was nearing a climax. He began rearing back and ramming his cock in with a fierce intensity. He could feel his ejaculation building deep in his scrotum and he was trying to skillfully bring them to a mutual orgasm.
Diane realized she had never been so deliciously and brutally fucked in her life, and she was frantically writhing her cunt up to meet every plunge of his cock, wanting to provide him as much pleasure as she was receiving.
Her beautiful face was distorted with passion as her long hair flailed around the pillow. Her creamy soft legs were kicking frantically in the air as his lewdly imbedded finger lifted her ass to better receive every thrust of his slashing cock.
It suddenly felt like every nerve in her body was centered around her cunt. She could feel her muscles tensing in ecstasy.
"Oh, sweet baby," she sobbed as she began riding his cock over the crest toward the physical and emotional explosion that was roaring down on her like a freight train. "Sweet baby! Sweet baby! I'm coming, honey, I'm coming!"
The ecstasy was almost unbearable, and when she felt his big load of thick, hot cum gushing against her cuntal walls, the whole world became a kaleidoscope of sensation, undreamed pleasure, intense colors, sweet music and crashing cymbals.
Diane had never experienced such a mind blowing orgasm in her entire life. It was several minutes before she was able to stop lurching and screaming beneath Charlie's big, rugged body. The way he continued squirting spurt after spurt of cum-juice into her, only served to prolong her intense orgasm.
Later, as they both sprawled naked on the bed, sharing a cigarette, Diane was filled with the warmest after-glow that she'd ever experienced.
"Oh, Charlie," she whispered, tenderly fondling the tip of his flaccid cock, "you're the greatest cocksman in the world."
"Thank you," he smiled. "But it takes two to tango, and that lovely body of yours was made for fucking."
His sweet words sent a shiver of delight through her body, and she bent down, delicately licking the drops of half-dried come that clung to his limp prick.
She didn't want the afternoon to end. Diane wanted to feel that big cock filling her cunt again. Lifting her face, she drew his lips down to her hot open mouth.
Taking her in his arms, he pulled her soft body against his. Her big tits and hard nipples rubbed into the thick hair on his massive chest. He didn't remember holding such soft, warm flesh in his arms.
When Charlie finally released her, Diane slithered down, tenderly inserting the flaccid penis into her mouth. She sucked gently on it as it lay motionless on her tongue. Her lips locked firmly around its base, she continued a steady sucking, her tongue sliding sensuously around the head.
Her efforts were soon rewarded by throbbing and expansion. It was a wonderful sensation to feel his cock slowly expanding between her lips. She felt it grow and stiffen until it was a hard cylinder nudging stubbornly against her throat while it pressed out against her cheeks. God, what a marvelous cock.
When his prick was once more as hard as steel, Charlie tenderly turned Diane over until she was on her hands and knees. Kneeling behind her, he rested his hands on her hips, his eyes admiring the delicious sight of her ass. The soft, white flesh of her ass-cheeks really turned him on. Looking just below her asshole, he saw his cum dripping out of her pussy and clinging like wet jewels to her moist pubic hairs. Her pink cuntlips looked so damned inviting in her soft, auburn nest.
Grasping his enlarged cock in one hand, he nuzzled it between the slippery lips of her vagina. Putting his hands on her hips, he violently pulled her back while he thrust forward.
"Eaaaagggghhhh!" Diane screamed when the big shaft unexpectedly slashed into her body. Her shout was more of surprise than pain. Although it had hurt some, the pleasure far exceeded the discomfort.
Driving into her wet cunt from the rear, Charlie continued puffing her hips back against him with every stroke, getting the deepest penetration possible. Her grasping, slippery cuntal walls squeezing against his shaft as it flew in and out of her fuck-tunnel was driving him mad. Wild with lust, he was brutally fucking her as women were meant to be fucked and she enjoyed every second of it.
Diane began wildly rotating her ass as the assault continued, increasing the pleasure for her and Charlie. Charlie had never fucked such a wild, responsive woman in his life, and every wanton movement of her squirming, hot body fired his lust to a higher pitch.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she sobbed, pushing back and grinding her ass around the plunging cock. "Give it all to me, baby, give me the fuckin' works!"
Removing one hand from her hips, Charlie reached under and fingered her clit. The intense pleasure was almost more than the writhing girl could stand. Her shaking arms collapsed and she fell flat on her stomach, and Charlie followed her down, his cock still slamming in arid out of her lurching fuckhole, his finger tearing at her clit.
"Oh, honey," she sobbed. "Oh, honey."
"Am I hurting you?" he asked, slowing his assault.
"Don't stop!" Diane screamed. "Don't stop! It's wonderful, baby, wonderful! Give me everything you've got!"
Charlie couldn't understand it. When he'd been carried away like this with other women, they always begged him to stop, but this beautiful little bitch was begging for more.
"Okay, baby," he hissed, rising to his knees and driving his cock in with brutal force. "Take this! And this! And this."
"Harder, honey, harder!" she sobbed, lifting her ass to make her battered cunt an easier target.
"Fuck me harder!"
Then he really gave it to her. He drove and slammed and plunged, hoping to make her cry out in pain.
"That's it, Charlie," she squealed with delight as Charlie used her with fierce abandon, his steel-hard prick driving up to her eyeballs. She had never experienced anything like this massive cock tearing through her hungry cunt. Diane had waited a long time to be fucked like this and she wasn't going to beg for mercy now. Perhaps, only once in a lifetime was a woman ever used like this and Diane was deliriously enjoying every single thrust.
In his furious assault on her hot, slippery slit, Charlie had lost all control of himself and suddenly realized he was on the verge of coming. It was too late to hold it back now.
"Okay, baby, here comes my load," he gasped, making his final, jerky lunge.
"Yes, honey, shoot it! Shoot it, baby!" she squealed. "Squirt me full, baby!"
As had happened the last time, the sensation of his white, hot sperm gushing into her fuckhole triggered an orgasm as intense as the earlier one.
"My God, you're sure some woman," he sighed a few minutes later as they sprawled on the now-dampened sheet.
"And you're some fucker," she giggled, watching big globs of jizz oozing out between her red, swollen cuntlips. "I've never been fucked like that in my life."
Later, as they were reluctantly dressing to leave the motel, Diane asked him when they might play house again.
"I'm afraid it will be a long time," he sighed. "I have to leave on a long trip tomorrow and I'll be gone for six or seven weeks."
Diane felt a cold, hard knot in her stomach. She had found the greatest cocksman in the world, and now, after a few short hours, she was losing him.
"Well," she laughed, trying not to show her disappointment, "it'll probably take six weeks for my battered little pussy to recuperate."
Driving home late that afternoon, Diane's thoughts turned to her friend, Arline. She should have felt guilty about having had an affair with her best friend's husband, yet she didn't. Diane recalled how often Arline had told her that she knew Charlie had plenty of women on his extended road trips, and that she didn't care as long as he always came back to her. Diane also wondered if Arline would be as charitable with her best friend as she was about some strange, faceless woman in a distant town. She didn't think Arline would be, and, anyhow, she had no intention of telling her friend that she'd spent the afternoon in a hotel room with her husband.