Joe looked up from his breakfast and said, "How'd the job go last night, honey? Sorry I couldn't stay awake till you got home, but I hope everything went all right."
Judy tried not to blush – and failed.
"Oh, it was just fine," she said. "The work isn't all that hard."
Fortunately Joe didn't notice her blush. He nodded and got back to his scrambled eggs. Judy breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God Joe couldn't read the guilt on her face or know of the wicked memories running through her mind.
Even in the sober light of morning it excited her powerfully to recall the terrific sex she'd had with Tony Rossi and with the man named Frank. Though she felt a lot of guilt toward them, she was still looking forward to her evening's adventures. She was restless and impatient all day.
Finally she said goodbye to Joe and went off to the Flamingo. She hummed to herself as she got into her skimpy costume. Her pussy had that melting warm feeling again. Just the thought of making it with other men made her horny.
"I'm sorry, Joe," she sighed while driving to work, "but this is how it's got to be – at least till I get it out of my system."
But was it possible ever to get over the need for satisfactory sex? After her experiences with Rossi and Frank, she knew Joe hadn't been doing his job in bed, and she felt she could never settle for second-rate again. Yet she hated the idea of being unfaithful to the man she loved. There had to be a solution somewhere, but until she found it, she was damned well going to enjoy herself.
When she walked onto the floor, Rossi was there and gave her a brief smile of encouragement. Frank really must have bragged her up. Judy went about her duties, and several hours later Rossi approached her. Her heart pounded. Would he have another "assignment" for her?
"Got a customer I want you to treat special," he said. "I guess you know what I mean this time."
"Yes, Mr. Rossi," Judy said smilingly, "I understand perfectly. Which one is he?"
"The shy-looking guy with glasses, over there," Rossi said. "Don't let him fool you, he's a real tiger – and he's loaded with money. Just do like you did last night, take him a drink, talk, and she what he wants."
"Yes," Judy said.
"Oh, and listen, kid," Rossi added, "whatever he wants, no matter how wild – do it. You got that?"
Judy nodded. She took a drink over to the customer's table. He seemed young, perhaps in his mid-twenties, and he looked so average that Judy was disappointed. Short hair, horn-rimmed glasses, perfectly average face and build – there was nothing exciting or unusual about him. In fact he looked like a bore.
"Good evening, sir," Judy said. "Here's a drink on the house. My name is Judy. May I sit with you?"
"Please do," the young man said. "I'm Howard Wells."
"Well, Howard," Judy said, starting off the conversation, "what do you do for a living?"
"Nothing," Howard Wells said. "I just spend money. I inherited piles of it."
Judy's mouth dropped open. She'd never met a truly rich person before. Hoping for a big tip, she became as charming as possible, smiling broadly, leaning toward Howard to show him her cleavage, patting his leg as they talked. Howard looked bored.
Finally he said abruptly, "Let's go to my place." Judy agreed, and as they left the club Rossi nodded approvingly at her. Howard Wells had a chauffeured limousine waiting, and they were driven to his enormous mansion. They even too an elevator to his third-floor den, a huge room with fireplace, wet bar, and circular bed. Judy was dazed as she thought of how much it had all cost.
The money might be impressive, but Howard wasn't. He had all the sparkling personality of a dead clam. After mixing them a couple of drinks he just stared at Judy without expression, and his talk was limited to "yes" and "no".
Howard looked at her poker-faced, sipping his drink, and Judy wondered what in hell it would take to turn the guy on. He looked about as excited as a man visiting the dentist. His cool blue eyes traveled slowly up and down her small curvy body, but they showed not a flicker of lust.
"Fine," he said at last. "Now undress me, please."
Judy swallowed hard as Howard tossed off the rest of his drink and stood up. She'd never undressed a man before, and she hoped she wouldn't be clumsy. With shaking hands she removed his jacket, tie and shirt. When she pulled off his t-shirt, Howard was very careful not to lose his glasses.
Judy glanced with dismay at his wormy, pale, hairless chest. He was lean and trim but hardly muscular. His slender pale body didn't excite her at all, no more than his dull personality. But for two hundred dollars she felt she could endure almost anything. She dropped to her knees and helped him out of his shoes and socks.
Her hands started to tremble again as she unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. He was wearing baggy boxer shorts, and it was impossible to tell if his cock was hard. She got his trousers off and reached for the waistband of his shorts, her hands starting to perspire. Quickly she tugged the shorts off.
Then she got her first pleasant surprise of the evening. Dull, bespectacled Howard Wells was hung like a home.
Judy couldn't help gawking. She'd never seen a cock that big, she hadn't even dreamed they could be so large. His prick was a good eight inches long and seemed as thick as her wrist. The huge swollen purple head looked the size of a doorknob. His balls were enormous, too, fat and red and swollen. His erect cock wagged lewdly at her, and Judy felt a sudden moistening in her pussy.
She tried to imagine taking a cock that large into her snug little box. It was frightening and exciting at the same time. And of course she would be taking it very soon, whether she liked it or not. The thought made her a little nervous, and she leaped to her feet, her full tits bouncing. "There," she said.
Though his cock was hugely swollen and obviously ready, Howard still looked bored. "I'd like you to go lie on the bed, Judy," he said, "on your back."
Judy obeyed with some misgivings. She really wasn't sure she could take a cock that large. But there was no graceful way out of it now. She'd accepted his money, and he had an urgent cock-stand. If she tried to back out, he'd be furious and she'd surely lose her job. She sighed and lay down on the circular bed, opening her thighs.
Howard followed, still wearing his glasses, his big cock wagging heavily. Judy noticed that the big purple head was leaking plenty of thick gleaming juice. She was glad, because her little cunt was still quite dry from nervousness. They'd need all the lubrication they could get.
Without a word Howard crawled onto the bed and pulled Judy's shapely legs open wide. She blushed as he solemnly studied her ripe red gash, his eyes flitting from the tiny red shaft of her clit down to the shadowed mouth of her cunt and the light-brown wrinkle of her asshole. Then Howard crawled between her silky warm thighs and lay down on her.
He pressed the enormous hard head of his cock against the small dry mouth of her cunt and pushed very hard.
"Uhhhhhh," Judy gasped.
She was suddenly stuffed so full of thick cock-meat that she could hardly breathe. Howard grunted and shoved again, forcing his giant cock all the way to her womb. His hugely swollen balls came to rest against her moist tender pussy. His cock seemed even larger now that it was in her.
He began to fuck her in long, slow, deep strokes, and Judy gasped in fear, certain that he was going to split her tight little box with his giant prick. She whined and clawed at his shoulders and tried to wriggle off the enormous impalement of his thick cock, but she couldn't get away.
"Howard," she whimpered, "it's too big. Please, take it out of me."
Howard raised his head to look at her, and Judy was astonished at the change. He wasn't expressionless any more. He was grinning lewdly, evilly, and his glasses were steamy and crooked on his nose. His blue eyes glinted lustily as he worked his cock slowly and deeply in her snug little twat.
"Relax," he panted. "You'll start liking it. You'd better, because I'm going to get my money's worth. I'm going to fuck you silly, baby."
Judy was astonished to hear such words from the seemingly meek young man. She gritted her teeth as his gigantic cock stuffed and raked her tiny tight box. She did her best to relax like he'd told her, and she found that it really didn't hurt. It was just frightening to take a prick that thick and long.
"Ummmmm," Judy murmured.
The longer he balled her, the better it felt. She began to get really excited about taking that huge dick, and at last her relaxed cunt began to cream around the huge pole. The slickness made it much better. Judy began to moan with delight each time Howard shoved his monster cock into her.
"Now you like it, don't you?" he panted.
"Oooooo, yes," Judy squealed, "it's so big."
Her gripping cunt was growing creamier by the second, and Howard was able to fuck her faster, slamming his big dick hard against her womb with each thrust. Judy was really getting off on it now. Each plunge of his hard meat rubbed her clit deliciously. Her legs fell open wider and wider, giving him more room.
"Yes," Howard gasped, "you really dig it now, don't you, baby? You like having that big dick in you."
"Yes," Judy babbled, "oh, my God, yes. Ohhhhh, Howard, I'm going to come."
Her little body shuddered violently, and she wailed with pleasure as the orgasm took her. Her powerful young cunt muscles gripped Howard's prick and held it as she came. She could hear him panting lustily as he felt his cock squeezed and pressed by her velvety cunt walls – but he didn't come.
"Ohhhhhh," Judy wailed.
Her cunt relaxed at last, and Howard began moving his huge hard cock in her again.
"Put your legs around my neck," he panted. "Let me get into you deeper."
Still dazed from her violent climax, Judy obeyed, wrapping her legs around his sweaty neck, locking them there. His huge cock-head battered hard against her womb, but she didn't mind. The mixture of pain and pleasure got her quickly aroused again. Their fucking got noisy, a lewd squishing and slurping sound, and that turned her on, too.
"Ohhhh, Howard, you're fantastic," she sighed.
"I'm not," he corrected, "but my cock is. Anyhow, take it easy, because we're just getting started."
Judy wondered how long it would take him to get his two hundred dollars worth of pussy. Maybe he had a cash register in his head which would tell him when to shoot. She didn't care. It was wonderful just to lie there and take the repeated tireless thrusts of his giant dick. She'd never felt so thoroughly fucked before.
With her legs wrapped around his neck, her whole flaming-hot pussy was pressed hard against his crotch and her tight little box was completely open to him. She moaned with delight as his thick throbbing cock stoked deep in her gushing little hole and rubbed deliciously back and forth over her horny joy button.
"You like it this way?" Howard panted.
"Ummmmm, yes," Judy sighed. "I'd like it any way with you, Howard."
"Good," he chuckled, "I'm glad to hear that." Judy sensed that he had some surprise in store for her, but before she could think more about it, another violent climax rocked her body. Again her red-hot cunt gripped Howard's big rod, holding and squeezing it as she came, and again Howard held out. His cock was still hard as a rock when she finished coming.
Suddenly Howard whipped his big prick out of her and gasped, "Roll over."
Judy gawked at him. He was beet red with effort, his face and chest dripping sweat, but his cock was as hard as ever. He had a strange lusty glint in his blue eyes, a faraway look. He could have been fucking anyone – or anything, for that matter. Judy was just a device for him, a place to stick his cock.
"Hurry," he panted, "roll over, on your hands and knees."
Judy obeyed, her heart pounding. At last she was going to be balled in something besides the missionary position. For so long she'd wanted to try other ways with Joe, but he only believed in one way. She eagerly got onto her hands and knees and thrust her pert little ass high in the air. Howard knelt behind her and seized her slim hips for balance.
"Ahhhhhhh," Judy wailed.
He'd plunged his gigantic cock all the way into her in one powerful thrust, butting her womb, his fat swollen nut sacs slapping loudly against her soaked pussy. He balled her hard and fast now, making a lewd wet slurping sound as his thick cock reamed her juicy little box. Judy loved it.
"Oooooooo," she squealed, "it's so Good. Oh, yes, Howard, I love doing it like this."
"I love doing it any way," Howard replied. "I even did it in the bathtub once."
"How was it?" Judy panted.
"Wet," Howard gasped.
Their brief conversation lapsed as he fucked her harder and harder. Judy really dug doing it dog-style, because his big cock could ream her thoroughly and stuff her horny little box till she was breathless. She was long overdue for this deep nearly-savage fucking. It wasn't long before she felt herself coming again.
"Ohhhhhh," Judy screamed. "Yes, yesss."
It was the same old story, Judy coming like a bomb, her tiny cunt grabbing Howard's cock and squeezing it like a velvet vise – and still Howard didn't get off. His swollen dick still stuffed her snug twat completely when she finished coming. She began to wonder what it would take to make him come.
"Let's try it another way," Howard panted.
Judy whined with frustration as he whipped his big cream-soaked cock out of her gripping little hole. He rolled over onto his back, his giant prick pointing lewdly up at the ceiling and gleaming with her pussy-juice. Judy stared at him, wondering what he wanted next.
"Sit on me," he said. "You be on top."
"All right," Judy sighed.
It was fun trying out all these new positions, but she was getting a little tired. She'd come three times, and her small delicate cunt was getting a little sore. Still the man had paid her plenty, and she had to earn it. She got up and straddled Howard's belly, bringing her soaked little cunt down the slick pole of his big hard dick.
"Oooooooo," Judy squealed.
Every time they tried a new position, she seemed to be even more full of cock. As her little copper-colored muff met Howard's crisp black bush, she felt like his enormously long prick would push right to her throat. Still it was terribly exciting, and she squealed with pleasure as he began to ball her. Howard seemed tireless, fucking her as hard and fast as ever.
"How do you like it this way?" he panted, wanting to know.
"Great," Judy sighed, "but don't you ever get tired?"
"Not till I've had my money's worth," Howard replied.
It embarrassed Judy to sit on top of him, because he could see everything that way. He watched her little red muff moving up and down. He watched her big ripe round tits wobbling crazily. He saw the bright pink flush of arousal that spread over her pretty face. Yet it was naughtily exciting to be watched, too.
She tried to imagine carrying on like this with Joe, fucking half the night, trying every possible position, moaning and panting and using dirty words. It was just inconceivable. Poor uptight Joe would never do it. Too bad, because they could have so much fun that way. She'd just have to find her fun with other men.
"Oh, God," Judy whimpered, "so good. Ohhhhh."
She could hardly believe it, but she was coming again, Howard's monster cock fucking her into another violent climax. All the while she was coming, he watched her, eyes glinting lustily behind his steamy glasses. He pumped away steadily in her red-hot gripping box, and in spite of its tightness he didn't come.
"My God, Howard," Judy gasped when her climax was over, "I'm exhausted. You've got to come."
"Okay," he said, "but let's try just one other way."
"All right, but just one," Judy moaned.
"Great," Howard said, pulling his stiff cock out of her. "Go over and sit in that chair."
Judy staggered over to the easy chair he'd indicated and sat down, still gasping for breath. Howard followed, his giant prick wagging heavily before him. He got on his knees in front of her and raised her legs up over the chair arms, thoroughly exposing her soaked red pussy. Grinning, he plunged his cock into her again.
"Ohhhhhh," Judy gasped.
Howard always seemed to choose positions in which he could stuff her breathless with his giant prick. He started balling her furiously, red-faced and panting, and with that kind of friction it was no time at all before Judy had her fifth climax of the night. But this time, to her great relief, Howard came, too, yelping and pumping her little cunt full of steamy jism.
When Judy returned to the club she was so sore she could hardly walk. Rossi noticed her difficulty and gave her an approving grin.
"You better take the rest of the night off, kid," he chuckled. "Looks like old Howard gave you a real workout."
"Tell me about it," Judy sighed.
She was glad to get off early because she really was tired, but she was also nervous that Joe might still be awake. And he was. She found him lying on the couch and watching a late movie on TV. He looked up in surprise when she walked in.
"We had some electrical problems," Judy quickly lied, "and the boss let everyone off early."
"Oh, great," Joe said, "it'll give us a chance to be together."
Judy didn't find it great at all. She loved Joe dearly, but she felt guilty as hell sitting next to him on the couch and pretending that everything was just as usual between them. She could hardly tell him that the boss had let her off early because she'd been fucked sore by a customer.
Well, she'd just have to live with her guilt, because she wasn't about to quit her job. It was the ticket to all the sexual adventures she craved, and she had a feeling that her adventures were only beginning.