Ann Marshall lay on her living room carpet exercising her body. At age thirty-five, her body was in its prime. Her firm tits and ass and her slim waist gave evidence to her vitality. She lay on her back, with her long, black hair tied back in a ponytail, raising her legs off the floor, spreading and closing them, then lowering them to the floor again. Dressed only in a pair of panties, she continued this exercise for some time while thoughts raced through her head.
Her life was going well, now. She'd been living in this apartment, on her own, for one month, and her new job as assistant to the manager had opened new avenues for her. It allowed her to meet many different people everyday, some of whom had become her friends. Life had become fun and interesting, and she was no longer depressed over her divorce. In fact, she rarely thought about her ex-husband anymore, so many other things were now occupying her time, nearly all of them good.
She now rolled over onto her flat stomach and began doing push-ups, raising herself up with her hands then lowering her body down again until her large, bare tits pressed into the carpet under her weight. The tiny panties which she wore barely covered her magnificent ass, and, with each upward lift of her body, she imagined herself being fucked in the ass by some horny, old man kneeling behind her.
She was just about to begin her deep knee-bends when a loud knock at the door interrupted her.
"Just a minute," she called. She hurried to the door half naked, and asked, "Who is it?"
"I'm collecting money for charity to aid the blind," the voice said.
Ann opened the door just enough to peek outside. Standing in the doorway was a middle-aged blind man carrying a cane and holding a German shepherd on a leash. Realizing the man was blind, Ann saw no reason to cover herself, and she invited the man into her apartment.
"Won't you please come in," she said. She led him to the couch and helped him sit down, with the seeing eye dog walking alongside and sitting at his master's feet. Ann sat down beside him, still wearing only a pair of panties. "What can I do for you?" she asked.
"I'm collecting money to aid blind people in this town. The money will be used to help train seeing eye dogs such as this one, and also to help blind people adjust to everyday life."
"That sounds like a worthwhile cause. I'll be glad to donate some money. Why don't you stay and have a cup of coffee? It's kind of early to be out on a Sunday morning, isn't it?"
"No, it's not too early. I enjoy being out in the morning sunshine. By the way, I'd love a cup of coffee."
"Fine, I'll be right back," she said. She hurried into the kitchen and returned five minutes later with a tray of coffee and doughnuts.
"That smells good," said the blind man, still unaware of Ann's nakedness.
She poured him a cup of coffee and leaned over to hand it to him, "Here you are, a fresh cup of coffee," she said.
He leaned forward to take it from her and accidentally bumped his head against her large tits. This so surprised Ann that she spilled the hot coffee in his lap, which caused him to jump up in pain. As he jumped up from his seat, Ann's tits smacked him right in the face, the blow knocking her onto the floor, spread-eagled, and sending the hot coffee all over the seeing eye dog. The poor dog howled in pain and sprang from the room, jerking the leash from its master's hand and sending the blind man hurtling forward to land squarely on top of Ann's half-naked body.
"What the fuck is going on?" asked the dazed blind man as he held tightly to Ann's big tits.
Lying on her back beneath the blind man, with her legs spread wide and her tits firmly in his grasp, she answered, "I'm not sure, but, next time, I think I'll serve lemonade."
She slowly crawled out from under him and got to her feet. Then she helped him off the floor and sat him down on the couch.
"Why don't you sit here while I go see about your dog," she said. She left him there on the couch, still in a daze, while she went into the kitchen to look for his dog. She found the poor animal crouched in a corner behind the refrigerator, licking his wounds.
"Come here, boy. Let me see if you're okay?" She ran her hands over him, examining his body. The burn was not serious at all. The dog appeared more frightened than hurt.
Suddenly, something banged against the door, and Ann looked up to see the blind man entering, waving his cane in front of him.
The blind man spoke, "Damn it, is anybody in here or not?" He began walking around, waving his cane in front of him.
"Ouch!" yelled Ann as the cane hit her on the tits. "Watch that damn thing!" She grabbed the cane and pulled it from his hand, thereby causing him to stumble forward and fall directly on top of Ann and the dog.
"Damn it, not again!" he shouted. "Why in the hell did I come into this crazy building? I should have stayed home in bed."
He yanked off his pants and underwear and climbed between Ann's widespread legs.
"That's right fuck me! I need some more cock! Fuck me old man!"
She wrapped her long legs around his back as the blind man shoved his big, fat cock into her wet pussy. He took her, fast and hard. As he rammed his prick in and out of her juicy pussy, he sank his teeth into her big, ripe tits. Ann moaned and writhed beneath him, urging him on. She reached down her hands and fondled his big balls while he fucked her.
"Ohhh! That feels great! You fuck real good," she told him.
"I want you to suck my cock," he said to her.
"Okay, stick it in my mouth. I'll suck it real good for you," she said. The blind man withdrew from her cunt and crawled up to her face where he shoved his cock into her sweet mouth, or so he thought.
"Ouch, that's my nose not my mouth," she yelled. "Here let me do it." She took hold of his cock and wrapped her lips around it.
"That feels good," he said. "Suck me, forever! Suck my prick, you bitch!"
She licked the man's cock up and down then continued to suck on it like a lollipop, enjoying every inch.
"I'm going to come in your mouth," he hollered.
At that moment, he shot his cock-juice against the roof of her mouth, and she swallowed every drop. Then Ann, herself, climaxed with a shattering orgasm and collapsed, exhausted, with the blind man's cock still in her pussy. Finally, she pushed the blind man off of her and struggled to her feet.
"Sorry, man, but you've had enough pussy for one day." She helped the blind man to his feet and then into his pants. "Come on, mister, let's go into the living room and sit down for awhile."
She led him by his arm out of the kitchen and sat him down an the couch.
The dog followed and lay at his master's feet once again. Ann, still naked, retrieved her purse from the coffee table and sat down beside the blind man.
"Well now," she said, "where were we? Oh, yes, you're collecting money for charity." She pulled five dollars out of the purse and handed it to him.
"Thank you," he said. "I guess I'll be leaving now. I still have several more stops to make."
"All right," said Ann. She showed him to the door. "Come back any time."