Her husband telephoned the next day to let her know he'd be down in the southern part of the state at least another week. She went shopping. She bought a cute little dress in Harwood's Department Store. Returning to the car, she found herself being stared at by a tall, blond, sleepy-eyed young man wearing a pair of faded blue jeans which had been sheared off midway up his muscular thighs.
She climbed into the car, conscious of his eyes watching her body. She rolled down the window and stared back. He looked powerfully masculine. He had enormously broad shoulders and a deep golden tan. Shivering at the wild pounding of her heart, she called out to him.
"Can I give you a lift somewhere?"
He gazed at her with squinting eyes and walked over to the car. "Sure," he said. Opening the door, he climbed in beside her. They looked at each other a long moment. Once more, Joanna was conscious of his staring eyes.
"Where can I take you?" she said.
He smiled. He shrugged. "Wherever you're going," he said.
It was that easy. She'd never realized it could be that easy. She took him home. His name was Carl. Twenty minutes after meeting him, she found herself in her bedroom watching him drop his pants. She stared at the long, thick cock dangling between his legs.
Climbing on the bed, he gripped her knees and pulled her nude body toward him. He spread her legs. She clutched at the sides of the bed. When he had her where he wanted her, he brought his hands under her thighs and lowered his head until his chin rested atop the thick bush of her pubic hair. "I like hairy cunts," he said.
She blushed. She squirmed her crotch under his jaw. "Am I hairy?"
"You sure are."
He was a cunt-lover. He grinned. She blushed again when he pointed his face at her and flicked his tongue rapidly in and out of his mouth. She moaned and placed both her hands on the blond head bent over her exposed if pussy. He moved into action. He wound his arms around her thighs and pulled them apart. He plunged his mouth down on her pink lipped cunt and immediately covered the sensitive bud of her clitoris.
"Oh, God!" she moaned.
He pressed the flat of his tongue against the meat of her cunt. The excitement of having a complete stranger with his mouth on her open gash made her shiver. She was completely overcome by the exquisite sensations produced by his lapping.
"Lick it!" she hissed. "Lick my pussy!"
She felt as if she had a fire in her cunt. She bucked up her hips and mashed her hot, wet hole against his face. She could hear the slurping noises made by his saliva mixed with her own flowing cuntjuices.
It occurred to her that she was more turned on at this moment than she'd ever been with her husband. She felt like an animal and she loved every moment of it. She loved having a man down there slobbering over her twat. She loved the sucking noises made by his mouth. His tongue was hot and thick and churning. He probed every nook and cranny of her cunt. He licked and lapped her stiff clit. At intervals, he drilled his tongue into the depths of her cunt-hole and noisily slurped out her juice. She quivered each time his tongue-tip whipped over her swollen clit.
Then she felt his fingers stroking her cuntlips. He probed around her cunt-hole, pinching and tugging at the wet flaps on either side. His tongue still lapping her clit, he pushed a finger into the gaping mouth of her pussy. The combined sensation of his fingers and tongue brought a groan to her throat.
She felt his fingers pushing deeper into her crack. Her cunt stretched to accommodate their bulk. He shoved them all the way in and continued sucking the throbbing bud of her clit. She flexed and squeezed her cunt muscles on his hand. He pistoned his fingers in and out with a delicious fucking motion. She'd never before been so conscious of having a huge, gaping, sucking hole between her legs. Her cunt felt like a volcano. She could feel the oozing of her, hot cunt juice over his hand and mouth.
"Suck it!" she cried. "Suck me out!"
She rolled her head from side to side on the bed. Her hips ground up against his face. Grabbing his ears with her hands, she held his head in a vise-like grip and fucked her cunt at his mouth.
He suddenly pushed her thighs up so that her knees were touching her tits. He licked down over the lower part of her slit, and then she abruptly felt his tongue-tip on the tight, wrinkled opening of her asshole.
"Oh, damn you, you sonofabitch!" she hissed. "That's marvelous!"
While his fingers were still churning inside her cunt, he pushed his tongue into the rubbery grip of her shit-hole. A shock wave bolted up her spine. No one had ever done anything like that to her before. She'd never imagined it even in her wildest fantasies. The sensation was incredible. She mewled when she felt his tongue push deeper into her ass. The hot thickness of it filled her asshole with an unbelievably sweet, melting effect. He probed her stretched-out asshole. He forced open the sphincter and plunged his tongue deep inside. He continued ramming his tongue in and out of her asshole until she thought she'd scream from the intense delight. He finally returned his tongue to her neglected clit. He took it between his lips and nibbled at it with his teeth. He rolled it against his tongue and began sucking at it with a steady, pulling motion. He sucked at it like a baby at a nipple. She cried out again, when he suddenly pushed one of his fingers inside her abandoned asshole.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. "I'm going to come!"
He drilled his finger into the depths of her ass. Flexing her ass muscles, she clamped down on it and groaned. He had a finger in her ass, two fingers in her cunt, and his mouth on her clit. As he sucked with his mouth and pumped with his hand, she bucked her pelvis like a wild woman. She put her own hands on her tits and pinched her nipples. She teetered on the brink of an orgasm, and then suddenly her belly was vibrating and she was coming. Her asshole and cunt-hole sucked at his fingers and her cuntjuice flowed out like a waterfall.
"Oh, God, yes!" she cried. "Suck me, you bastard! Suck everything out!"
She squealed and writhed and groaned. She finally rolled away and opened her eyes to see him crouching over her on his knees with his fist closed around the shaft of his cock. Her eyes wide with amazement, she watched him grunt and pump his meat until his cock spewed a geyser of white jism on her belly.
She went to the bathroom to clean up. Returning to the bedroom, she stood beside the bed and looked at him with lidded eyes.
"Is that what you usually do?"
His gaze raked over her tits and belly. She stared at his mouth and shivered at the memory of what he had done to her with it. His cock was still half-hard, the fat glans, purplish and swollen.
"What are you talking about?" he said.
Joanna shrugged. "Never mind," she said. He moved a hand down to his cock and fingered the thick shaft. "Suck my cock," he said.
She climbed on the bed and crouched over him. He shifted his body and touched her gaping lips with the head of his turgid cock.
Extending her tongue, she washed it over the glistening, tight skin of his cockhead. She felt peaceful. She felt as if her position there, kneeling between his legs with his cock at her lips, was the most natural thing in the world. She rolled her tongue over her lips to make them wet and smooth, and then she moved her head forward to take the knob of his cock into her mouth.
He was big. She had to stretch her lips as wide as possible to get him in. He had a luscious, meaty, swollen prick and the way it filled her mouth was delicious. He put his hands on her head. She could feel the pressure of his fingers urging her to suck on his fuckmeat. She wandered how many women had slobbered over his cock, how many mouths had sucked on it. She fingered his hairy balls, probing for his milk. She took him in until she had his cockhead jabbing at the back of her throat. The corners of her lips were stretched to the point of hurting. Her jaw was forced open as wide as possible.
"That's it!" he hissed. "That's the way, baby!"
She had one hand on his cock and the other underneath his balls. She thought about nothing except the hard meat in her mouth and in her hand. She sucked on his swollen cock and massaged his heavy balls. She pumped up and down on the shaft with her closed fist.
His hands were on her head, his fingers tangled in her hair. She sucked his cock with a steady rhythm. He bucked his hips up and down, fucking her face with the same motion. His turgid cock slid smoothly in and out of the tight ring of her lips.
He began to caress her hair. His hands moved down around the sides of her face and his fingers traced the junction of mouth and cock. She suddenly pulled her face away.
"Fuck me," she said.
He chuckled. "Sure, baby. Get off the bed and stand."
She was puzzled, but she obediently climbed off the bed to stand on the floor. He rose up behind her. He rubbed his swollen cock between her ass cheeks. She giggled and twisted around. His hot breath wafted against the nape of her neck. Clutching his rigid cock, he pulled back the foreskin and grinned.
"You like my cock?"
She laughed. "It's a nice one," she said.
"Turn around," he said.
She turned her back to him again. He sank to his knees and damped both hands on her hips. He pulled her backwards and plunged his face between her ass cheeks. He licked and kissed and sniffed, wallowing in a frenzy of uncontrolled lust. His tongue moved down and she trembled. She bent over to expose her cunt to his mouth. He promptly covered her with his face. His tongue pushed into the wet crack. He gathered her meat into his mouth and sucked on it until she quivered and moaned.
Abruptly straightening up, he told her to lean still further forward. She spread her legs wide and bent over. He kissed all along the curve of her spine from her ass to the back of her neck. Then he pulled her ass cheeks apart and poked a thick finger at her asshole. When she pulled away, he jerked her back.
"Take it easy." He chuckled. "It's not your ass I'm after."
He pushed her toward a chair. She grabbed the back of it and bent over with her hips thrust out. Gasping her thighs, he curved his fingers into the soft flesh and forced her to lift her ass higher. She offered no resistance now. His hands slid up over her stomach and cupped her heavy tits. He leaned on her with his belly pressing against her lower back and his cock pushing into the crack between her ass cheeks. He briefly rested his face between her shoulder blades. His fingers pinched her nipples until she winced.
"You ever had it this way?"
"No," she said.
She tightened her grip on the chair back. Prying open her cunt with his forefinger and thumb, he guided his cock into the mouth of her steaming cunt. She closed her eyes and moaned. The sensations accompanying the entry were exquisite. He grabbed her thighs again and dug his fingers into her flesh. Grunting, he pushed forward and drilled his cock into the hot grip of her juicy hole.
Joanna wriggled her hips, forcing her cunt back onto his rampant cock. He shifted his hands to her ass and spread open her ass cheeks so that he could watch his cock stroking in and out of her hairy cunt-mouth.
Joanna groaned. The fucking was wonderful, much better than she'd expected. He was crude and rough. Doubling over to offer a man her cunt from the rear was about the lewdest position she could imagine. The feel of his thick cock cleaving into her belly caused an explosion of lust to rattle her bones. She almost sobbed with the intensity of her feeling. She pushed her ass back against him. With each stroke, his belly slapped against her ass with a wet noise. He rammed her mercilessly, but she held tightly onto the chair and withstood his delicious pounding.
The channel of her cunt was now filled with juice, and his cock pistoned in and out with hardly any friction. Each time he rammed into her body, his fat glans butted against the opening of her womb. His head was thrown back, his body arched, his knees slightly bent. Joanna could hardly breathe. Sweat trickled down her face, and she felt beads of moisture gathering between her shoulder blades and in her crotch and in the crack of her ass. Her cunt seemed stretched out of all normal proportions, widened to the limit, a gaping, red gash that squelched and sucked and clung.
She was coming now. Her legs felt weak and rubbery. The ache in her stooped back was becoming intolerable. She began to work her pelvis back and forth in an unrestrained fucking movement. She wanted to help him get to the end. She cried out and whipped her head from side to side. Her body suddenly convulsed, and then she could feel his cock filling her twitching, quivering cunt with a flood of milky cum. He kept pumping and spurting, grunting each time he released a load.
He remained in the same stance with his feet apart and his legs planted solidly on the floor. He gazed down at the wet crack between the cheeks of her ass. He slid his softening cock in and out of her slimy, drenched cunt with short stabbing movements. His cock finally fell out and hung down, jerking but spent. Only then did he stand erect.
"You're a good fuck," he said.
Joanna slowly straightened up. She drew her legs together and sat down on the edge of the bed. She looked at his glistening, limp cock. Extending her hand, she curled her fingers under his heavy balls and pulled him forward.
"Oh, yeah," he said. "That's the way, baby."
She opened her mouth and sucked in his soft, slimy cock. She sucked and slobbered and slurped, cleaning him off, washing away the mixture of their juices. She tugged at his balls, squeezing them gently. When she finally released his cock, it was completely coated with her saliva. Her eyes lidded, she studied the dangling shaft and the fat knob. It was a handsome cock and she'd had pleasure from it. There were, other docks in the world, some better and some worse. If she could have her way, she'd have them all.