Clem Grubb, who owned Uncle Grubb's Used-Cars, was inspecting the red convertible, trying to decide how much he could overcharge for it and how best to make the owner think he'd gotten a lot less.
Clem was a typical used-car salesman, with flashy clothes and a sly manner. But he was also a handsome guy, despite his slicked-back hair.
And he happened to have a huge cock.
He was horny today.
His wife had a shallow cunt-hole that could only hold about half of his prick at the best of times, and a dainty mouth that wouldn't even try.
To make matters worse, she had claimed a headache this morning, so he had come to work with a full load of cum bloating his bills.
Naturally, when he saw the sexy, nubile, blonde teenager coming down the street, swinging her adorable ass, Clem was intrigued.
He was tempted to give her a wolf whistle, since that was the sort of guy that he was.
But then she noticed the car, and her blue eyes lit up and she walked onto the lot.
"Gee, what a lovely convertible," Dolly said, admiring the glossy red car.
"Wanna buy it?" Clem asked, appraising her ass and tits as thoroughly as she was appraising the vehicle, and with every bit as much appreciation.
"How much is it?" she asked, doubtfully. "Errrr – I guess that's negotiable," he said.
"I don't have a lot of money. I'm only a schoolgirl, you know. Would you finance it?"
Normally, Clem would not even have considered it, with a teenaged student. But he was randy as a goat today and she was truly a spectacular piece of ass, and his massive prick was starting to harden.
"How much down payment can you make?" he asked, squinting at her and leering lustfully.
Dolly shrugged.
She had six dollars, and no income.
"Would you be interested in anything else? Besides money, I mean?" she asked him.
There was a glint in her eyes and, with a sharp inhalation of his breath, Clem realized that this lovely little vixen was thinking along the same lines that he was.
It might have been different if Clem had shelled out cash money for the car.
But it had been left on consignment and the owner – prophetically – had instructed the used-car dealer to take whatever he could get.
It seemed to be fate.
"What you got to offer?" he asked, making no bones about where he was staring.
Dolly giggled like the schoolgirl she was.
"Just about anything," she said saucily. She was looking right at his cock-bulge now, as bold and brazen as Clem was leering at her.
"How about a blow-job?" he rasped. "That'll be good enough for a down payment – going down."
"Sure!" Dolly agreed. "Only I just got through sucking another guy off and drinking lots of jizz – I'd rather give you a fuck in my cunt."
Clem grinned in delight.
He only hoped that this sexy teenager could handle more prick than his wife could…
They went back to the trailer that he used as an office.
Clem closed the door and drew the blinds and put a closed sign in the window.
When he turned around from doing that, he found that the girl was already naked!
Of course, Dolly hadn't had much to take off, since she didn't wear underwear.
She stood with her slim legs apart, one hip thrust out to the side, giving him a full frontal view. Her slender back was arched as she thrust her tits out, and her tummy was tilted up so that he could see the open pink slit of her pussy.
For a moment, Clem just stood there, gaping in awe at this frontal presentation.
Dolly was enjoying it as much as he was. Since she usually had to get laid in the park and under the bleachers, the girl seldom got a chance to get fucked naked, and she was making the most of it.
She slowly turned, letting him gaze at her in profile, then at her back. She bent over and placed her open hands on the cheeks of her trim ass, opening them so he could see the puckered bud of her asshole, as well as get a look at her cunt from behind.
Her tits swayed delightfully as she bent down, and ribbons of pussy-juice poured down the insides of her thighs, as if a strand of pearls had melted in her cunt.
She twirled through another full rotation, glowing under his gaze, basking in his admiration. His eyes were burning into her like laser beams.
Clem stripped his clothing off, groping blindly at the fastenings, as he kept his eyes glued on her.
When Dolly saw what a monstrous prick he had, she stared back in every bit as much admiration.
The examiner had been blessed with a big cock, but it certainly couldn't compare with the colossal cock that was looming from Clem's loins.
His prick looked hard enough to jack up a car or to change a flat tire, the girl thought. She would have welcomed a cuntful of that lovely cock even if he wouldn't take a piece of ass as a down payment.
"Golly – what a prick!" she whimpered. "Think you can take it all, kid?" he asked.
"I can sure as hell try," she chirped.
She looked around the office. Finding no bed or couch, she moved over to the desk. That seemed fitting, anyhow, since she would be giving him some pussy in lieu of the paperwork down there under a more normal transaction.
The nubile girl slid onto the desk and perched on the edge, her feet trailing down to the floor, thighs wide open, and her pelvis tipped up.
Clem walked over, his cock jutting out. It was so long that when the cock-knob bumped against her knees, he still seemed to be at arm's length.
He slid his cock-head up the inside of her slim thigh and nudged it into her cunt-gash. He rubbed it around there, massaging her cunt-folds with his cock-knob. Her pliable pussy-lips were sucking hungrily on his prick-knob and her tense clit was throbbing on the slab.
"Stuff me!" she panted.
"Sure you can take it?" he croaked.
Clem was always conscious of how his wife squealed like a stuck pig and complained that his prick was too large for her delicate pussy and that he would stretch her cunt out of shape.
That never made sense to him, since he was her husband and if her cunt-hole was stretched to the shape of his marital prick, what was wrong with that?
But there were things about his wife that Gem did not understand. And with this adorable blonde vixen naked on his desk, he wasn't going to think much about his spouse.
"Yeah, yeah! Shove it in!" she moaned. Her fuck-hole was tight and trim, but she knew that the chute was elastic and, too, she was so horny that she was well lubricated for the load.
Gem began to push his prick into her pussy.
His fat cock-knob vanished and his long, thick cock-shaft began to follow, inch by slow inch.
He fed her the first third, paused, then worked in until half of his colossal cock was up her.
He hesitated, looking into her eyes. This was as much of his prick as his wife could take, and he was politely waiting for the girl to tell him to proceed with packing her pussy.
Dolly's lovely little face was all twisted up into a mask of fuck-lust. She adored having her fuck-hole stuffed so full of hard cock-meat.
"Okay?" he gasped.
"What did you stop for?" she chirped. "Give me the rest of that big fucker!"
He grasped her by her hips, holding her in place on the edge of the desk, and began to work the rest of his huge cock up her cunt-hole.
The tit was snug, but slippery. He fucked in smooth as silk.
His cock fucked in to the root and his big balls swung against her ass, like the clappers of a meaty bell, hitting her with a thud.
"Holy shit!" he mumbled.
Clem was amazed that the slender young girl had taken all of his gigantic cock.
It seemed impossible. Her slim hips didn't look much wider than the cock-lance crammed between them.
He glanced into her face again, afraid that he might be hurting her. But he saw that nothing but joy registered in her expression.
A pussy was, after all, a pliable thing.
If Clem had paused to think about it, he might have realized that his wife was a liar.
But his wife was the last thing that Clem was thinking about at the moment…