"Hi, are you Marti Rheinhardt?" asked the young man at Mary's door.
She looked at him in surprise, then dropped her gaze. "Yes," she said, "come right on in." He stepped through the door and she closed it behind him. She kept her face down.
Her cheeks were burning. God, he's handsome, she thought. He's beautiful! What's he doing, coming to a… a hooker?
The young man stopped in the middle of her floor and stood smiling bashfully at her. Heart pounding, Mary forced herself to look at her customer.
He was as good as her first impression of him. He wasn't tall an inch or two over her own five-six. He was slender, with long dark brown hair framing a long handsome face, beard and moustache around a strong, kind-looking mouth. His eyes were the deepest, most intense blue Mary had ever seen. They reminded Mary of deep pools, and suddenly she wanted to drown herself in them.
It wasn't that he was breathtakingly handsome. It was just something about him, the way he held himself maybe, or perhaps an aura of strength and warmth and generosity that surrounded him, that overpowered the girl.
"P-please sit down, make yourself comfortable," Mary faltered. "Can I get you a drink?"
"No, thank you," the young man said, seating himself on the couch. "I'm just on my lunch hour. Don't want to have liquor on my breath when I go back."
He's just another customer, Mary said to herself. Nothing to get worked up over. Just a lousy john who's hired your snatch for a lunch-hour quickie. Then why do I feel this way?
"I'll turn off the TV," she said, and turned to do as she said. Then she stopped. Every muscle in her body tensed.
Her uncle was on the television. He stood behind a podium, talking while reporters cameras flashed.
She heard the low, familiar voice: "… stem the tide of filth that threatens to overwhelm our society. The action today in closing these bookstores is just the first step in our program to combat the depraved menace of pornography, which saps the very mor…"
His voice died with a click as Mary switched off the TV. She was dead white, and shaking all over.
"Is something the matter?" The young man's voice held genuine concern.
Mary spun, almost falling back against the TV set. "Nothing," she said, forcing a smile. "I'm just fine."
She walked toward him, swaying her hips. The short green skirt flounced around the tops of her thighs as she walked. Her legs were tan from hours by the apartment pool, and she knew she looked good.
She was supposed to act enticing and seductive, to make the johns feel irresistible and macho. But this was no act. She wanted this man to desire her! She hungered to have him inside her, to have him mount her and fuck her with fierce passion.
Mary was barely able to restrain herself from tearing off his clothes as she sat down beside him.
His pants leg brushed her bare thigh, sending chills down her spine. "What's your name?" she asked in a low voice, staring deep into his eyes.
"My name's Kirk," he said in his low, masculine voice. He had a pleasant hint of a West Texas accent. "Sorry. Must have forgot my manners."
"That's all right," Mary purred. She rubbed against him like a cat. Her fingers sought the buttons of his shirt. They were trembling with excitement.
"What would you like, Kirk, baby?" she asked. Beneath his shirt his body was lean and muscular. His chest was covered with curly black hair. "Anything in particular?"
"I don't care," he said, sounding embarrassed. "I just came down here kind of as a dare. Some of the guys in the office were talking about how good the the girls here were. Teased me about it, till I finally said I'd come down and try it out."
Mary slid his modish sports jacket and his opened shirt off over his shoulders. Her heavy breasts brushed against his chest. She pulled the coat and shirt away and threw them on the table.
She locked her fingers behind her neck and flexed. Her tits jutted proudly at Kirk's face. "Well?" she asked kittenishly. "What do you think?"
"I'm surprised," he said frankly. There was no shyness in his voice as he reached a gentle hand and cupped her chin, saying, "I didn't know I'd find anyone as… beautiful as you."
Suddenly his arms were around her. Their mouths melted together in a kiss. His teeth crushed her full red lips as his tongue slipped into her mouth. Her fingers played over his back, thrilling to the feel of his muscles as their tongues entwined.
They broke apart. Panting with passion, Mary pulled her blouse off over her head. Her jugs were full and ripe, barely constrained by the lacy white bra. Kirk's eyes widened as he marveled at their bountiful splendor. What a pair of tits for such a slim girl! he thought.
Mary ran her fingers through her hair, pulling it up and letting it tumble in a golden cascade over her bare shoulders as Kirk leaned forward hungrily. He reached behind her and unfastened her bra with a single authoritative flick of his fingers. Mary's jugs popped free as the bra fell into her lap.
Kirk's piercing blue eyes got wider. "My God!" he said.
Mary threw her arms around him, hugging his face into the warm crevice between her boobs. His moustache tickled her. Resilient walls of flesh surrounded his head, blocking sight and hearing. His nose was filled with the slightly perfumed smell of healthy, horny, adolescent girl.
Opening his mouth, Kirk began to lick at the huge globes of tit. Back and forth his tongue roved, coming near the crest of one glorious mound before sliding into the valley and partway up the other white flesh slope. His teeth gently scraped the skin, thrilling Mary's tits with an electric intensity. Maddeningly, he carefully avoided any contact with her nipples, now ballooning and tingling with lust and desire.
"My nipples!" Mary cried urgently. "Suck my nipples! Suck my titties into your mouth! Please!"
The young man's tongue began to trace a wet, tingling spiral around one pendulous tit, starting at the base and working toward the throbbing, needy nipple on the tip. Mary's breath came faster and faster as the tongue neared the cherry.
It touched the brown areola. Mary sucked her breath in. When the burning wetness touched the nipple at last, she let it out in a cry of pleasure. "Ooooooh, that's right! So good!" Kirk sucked the tit into his mouth.
Her eyelids, shut tightly, flew open in surprise. "Oh! Oooooh! I'm coming!"
Her ass bounced up and down on the cushion, her whole body coming alive as she came. Incredible! The young man had barely laid a hand on her, and she was coming in her panties!
Mary squirmed her butt hard into the cushions as the brief orgasm died away. She spread her bare thighs, begging for attention to be paid to her cunt. Her pussy ached with the need for Kirk's cock!
Kirk dropped a hand to her hip. Her short skirt was riding up around her hips. His hand closed over her cunt mound. He could feel the wetness of her ravenous twat.
Reluctantly, Kirk let the sweet fruit of her tit slip out of his mouth. His lips traced a cool line down her belly. He lifted his head and then brought his lips down to kiss the panty-covered bulge of her cunt.
"Ooooooh yes! Yes! Let me feel your lips and tongue on my pussy."
Kirk opened his mouth. His jaws worked the spongy mound of Mary's cunt. A finger slipped inside the leg band of the panties. It sought the girl's gash.
Mary sighed as Kirk's finger touched her slit. Her hand stroked his shiny dark hair. The finger prodded her cuntlips aside. It went into her cunt.
She drew a hissing breath, rolling her hips around the finger sliding up her twat. Fingerfucking her, Kirk pulled the leg band up over her cunt mound with his other hand, baring her pussy to his lusting gaze.
He kissed furry soft flesh. Then his lips slid down, finding the pink-lipped mouth of Mary's pussy. "That's it, baby," Mary cried softly. "Eat me all up!"
Lips worked at Mary's pussy. Kirk was rewarded with a juicy stream of oil as Mary's cunt grew hotter. She sucked in her belly, clenching her cunt around the probing finger. Kirk took the pink flaps of cunt flesh into his mouth, sucking gently on them while Mary moaned with pleasure.
"That's the way. That's the way to eat my cunt, lover!"
Kirk's tongue crept out. Still sucking the dainty cunt-curtains into his mouth, he sent his tongue along the girl's slash till it touched the base of his buried finger. Slowly, he pulled the finger out. It made a lewd, sucking sound.
The finger glistened with the oils of her pussy well, thicker than the sweet smelling fluids that filled his greedy mouth. He let go of Mary's inner twat lips, licked the rich grease off his finger, and let his tongue slide up Mary's cunt.
He was on the floor now, kneeling with his head between the blonde's widespread thighs. His cock tented the front of his trousers, begging to be set free.
Mary was in heaven. Having her cunt lapped by this fantastic young man would be enough to drive her out of her mind any day. But Kirk was good, and his mouth worked wonders on her cunt.
Before she knew it, Mary was writhing and sobbing in the grip of another orgasm. Her pussy tightened around Kirk's tongue, tasting the oral invader, drawing it up inside her.
This time she came harder than the last. But it still wasn't earth-shaking. Mary was still waiting for the real thing – when Kirk's pulsating cock was fucked up her cunt as far as it would go!
And she needed it now!
Still coming, she tugged at his long black-brown hair. "Get out of there," she gasped. "I need your cock! I want to feel your cock in my cunt!"
Kirk's tongue slurped out of the girl's cunt. Cunt juice was whipped into a froth around her pussy lips. Her cunt hair and Kirk's beard were smeared with the aromatic foam.
He tugged the teenager's panties off. Her cunt was gaping and glittering with moisture, waiting for him. He pushed his mouth between those widespread cunt lips, eating Mary while he unfastened his trousers.
Kirk stood up and pulled his pants down. His cock sprang free. Mary's half-opened eyes flew wide.
Kirk's rampant prick was a good nine inches long!
"Sweet Jesus!" Mary murmured.
"I hope you like it, sweetheart," Kirk breathed, the Texas twang heavier, "'cause it sure likes you!"
He sat down heavily beside her on the couch.
Mary stood up and stepped in front of him. Her plump, rounded buttocks poised in front of his bearded face. He kissed them on their blushing, full cheeks.
The girl's pert ass descended towards the hairy pole of cock sticking out of Kirk's crotch. Mary bit her lip in delicious anticipation. What would it be like to have all that cock sliding into her cunt?
What would it be like to make love to someone she wanted to make love to? Someone she wanted more than anything else, wanted to fuck her hard and well, again and again until she couldn't take it any longer? Someone she wanted the way she wanted Kirk?
Mary found out.
It was heaven.
The giant tip of Kirk's cock touched Mary's snatch. Eagerly her lips parted. Cunt juice ran down its magnificent length.
Kirk was panting with desire. He watched the cuntlips splay out to take the mighty girth of his cock. He felt the cool kiss of pussy enveloping his rigid prick. Felt the warm, wet snugness start to surround his cock.
The girl's asscheeks were forced wide apart by the cock sliding into her cunt. Mary's hands were at her crotch, holding her pussy wide open to take him in. Her green eyes were closed and her teeth made little white moons on her lower lip.
God! It's incredible! she thought. He's so long. The feeling of massive, pulsing prick sliding up into her belly was delicious beyond compare. And it seemed as if it would never stop.
Mary felt the endless length of dick sliding into her pussy, felt the burning warmth of its head climbing higher in her belly. Her hips were moving gently of their own accord, a rocking motion like the sea. The thick cock stretched her cunt walls as far as they would go. It crushed her rock-hard clit against her pubic bone.
Curly hairs tickled the spread lips of Mary's pussy. With a sigh she let herself down while her cunt enfolded the base of Kirk's cock. At last she had him all inside her.
And what a lot of him there was! It seemed as if the cock was halfway to her throat. She could feel his racing heartbeat, pulsating madly in her sensitive pussy.
"Wow!" she said breathlessly.
Kirk could only nod his head in reply. His whole body was shaking with lust. He was going mad with the need to fuck the beautiful young blonde.
His hands cupped her jugs. The nipples poked into his sweating palms. He began to roll the heavy mounds of boob around, crushing them against Mary's ribcage.
Mary was sitting on Kirk's cock now with her feet flat on the floor. Muscles stood out on her legs as she began a slow undulation. Sweat stood out on Kirk's forehead as the girl's cunt began to roll and ripple around his deeply-buried prick.
"Oh man, Marti!" he whispered. "You're good. You're so fucking good!"
"Speak for yourself, lover," the girl said in a voice husky with passion. "You're good at fucking!"
She lifted first one foot and then another from the carpet, tucking them back under her luscious ass. The movement of her cunt when she did made Kirk gasp and thrash around behind her like a beached fish. "Like that, darling?" Mary asked lasciviously. "Then just hang on. The fun's just begun!"
Tensing her thigh muscles, she began to lift herself. The cushiony weight of her butt came off Kirk's lap. He leaned back and stared wide-eyed as his cock came wetly out of her.
The rigid staff of cock was smeared with a shiny coat of cunt oils. The tight, grasping cunt slipped reluctantly from the cock. It was like a greasy noose of flesh sliding up Kirk's dick. He clenched his teeth.
The man's ass was tightly clenched. The girl's cunt seemed to be sucking his soul out through the tip of his prick!
The vacuum made by the withdrawing cock was having the same effect on Mary. Such pleasure she had never felt! The cock quivered inside her, grating over her swollen clit as her pussy grudgingly surrendered it.
Up and up went Mary's butt. Finally she was as far up as she could go, on her knees straddling Kirk's crotch. Her butt was almost in his face again. He licked at the top of Mary's asscheeks as she poised for a long moment.
The tip of his fantastic prick was still in her pussy! The purple glans of his cock was like an ember in her pussy. Its heat seared the sensitized clit and lit flames that spread upwards from her crotch, threatening to consume her.
Mary bit her lip and lowered herself.
With insane energy the girl started to fuck herself on that telephone-pole-like cock. Cunt juice sprayed in all directions as she pumped herself up and down. She just could not get enough of that giant prick!
Kirk could not get enough of her almost-virgin tight cunt. Every time her ass slid down his greased cock-pole he thrust his hips up to meet it, and every time she raised herself he crushed his buns into the couch as far as they would go, to prolong the sweetness of every stoke. Faster and faster they fucked, working like a piston, in-out, in-out, in-out.
The muscles of Mary's cunt squeezed Kirk's cock. It filled her to capacity, stretching the elastic walls of her cunt until she felt she'd die if she got any more cock shoved into her cunt. And still her yearning cunt demanded more! And what a way to go!
Kirk's hands squeezed Mary's boobs, kneading the soft flesh. He pulled them away, then squashed them back, and every movement added to Mary's already-feverish passion.
"I've… never… felt… anything… like… this… before!" Mary forced out as she fucked herself relentlessly.
"Neither… have… I," grunted Kirk in reply. As her butt came down he put his feet on the floor and pushed up with all his might. The effort drove another half-inch of prick into Mary, lifting her into the air.
"Oh, I'm coming!" she exclaimed. Her cunt spasmed once, clamping on Kirk's prod. She squirmed her butt around on the balls-deep cock. "Fuck me, I'm coming!"
Kirk's hands clamped on the tops of her thighs. He literally dragged her off him, pulling her cunt up his cock. Pussy oils streamed down his prick.
"Fuck me fast! Fuck me hard! Make me come!" An overwhelming orgasm went off in Mary. This was what she'd been waiting for! This was the cataclysmic climax the other two orgasms had been preludes to. This was what she'd been trying to find in her fast halting experiments with masturbation.
This was ecstasy.
Mary's orgasm clamped her cunt like a fist on Kirk's cock. His prick gave one mighty throb and then he blew his wad.
"Oh, mannnnnn!" he said as the first shot of jizz jetted up Mary's churning twat.
The cum burned like acid. Mary could feel it, could almost taste its salty-sweet tang. "Oh, come in me! It makes me come harder!" she cried. "Shoot your jism up my cunt! I want you! I want all of you! Oh, come in my pussy. I love you!"
Kirk pumped his load into Mary's cunt. Her pussy milked his cock like a gloved hand, bringing spurt after spurt of rich seething jizz blasting from his hairy, tightened ball-sac.
Orgasm after orgasm piled into Mary's brain. It was an eternity when Kirk's fountaining cock slid out, and sweet forever when it drove back in again. Behind her his blue eyes were screwed tightly shut and his lips moved. No sound came out. It was all he could do to catch his breath.
He would willingly have died in that moment, with his cock filling Mary's climaxing cunt with gallons of cum.
Finally the last drop of milky goodness was drawn out of the hole at the tip of his prick. The tremors of his own orgasm kept up for what seemed forever, but they slowly subsided until the great prick was still.
Mary gave the cock a last squeeze with her cunt. She cried out briefly, and then toppled to the side. Slowly she slithered off the deflating serpent of cock. At last it popped out, uncorking a stream of cum and cunt sauce that soaked into the couch.
The teenager lay on the couch, limp and spent. She was in a daze, barely aware of her surroundings, barely aware of anything but being fucked better than she had ever been. Better than she had ever imagined possible.
Better than she ever would be again, she knew with sick certainty.
Something touched her sweaty forehead. She opened her eyes and found herself looking right into Kirk's eyes. He was dressed again, looking unruffled as though nothing had happened.
"I've got to go now, honey," he said softly. "But I'll be back. I'll see you again. I promise."
He bent down and kissed her on the lips. Then he was gone, the door closing behind him.
I need him! thought Mary, wanting to leap to her feet and run after him, begging him to take her with him, wherever he was going. But she couldn't.
If she did, Perry would track her down. He owned her. He would be enraged that his property was trying to get away. He'd turn Mary over to Cat, and Cat would smile and play with her. The thought made her blood run cold.
And even if Kirk did take her away, what would happen to him? Perry would be mad at him for stealing the girl. He would want vengeance against Kirk as well as Mary.
No. She could not follow the slender young man with the beard and the gentle smile.
He had said he would be back.
But Mary knew she would never see him again. He'd forget about her just as soon as the warmth of afterglow left him. If he ever remembered her, it would be with a smile, as one of the best lunch hours he'd ever spent.
She turned her face down and began to cry.