Succulent Prey by Wrath James White

by Wrath James White

  tremendous, every bit the equal of her

  remarkable ass. She was a goddess.

  She turned to him and smiled. Joe was

  loath to lose even a moment's sight of

  that blessed ass but he found the

  beautiful smile spreading on her angelic face worth the loss.

  "Yes?" she asked, smiling wider. Joe didn't know what to say. He was so

  excited that the words spil ed out before he could give them order and finesse. It was his lust, the monster throbbing

  between his thighs, putting the words in his mouth. His prey-drive guiding him

  through the necessary social niceties.

  "I-I love you. You are the most sensuous woman I have ever seen. I want to

  worship you forever," Joe said.

  I want to eat you alive! he meant.

  The woman's smile faltered a moment

  as she examined his face to see if he

  was serious. She knew that while some

  men found her irresistible, even more

  just saw her as a fat chick. His

  expression looked so timid, though, so

  fearful of rejection, that she was

  immediately convinced of his sincerity. This gigantic muscle-bound man, with

  the body of a Greek god and the face of a movie star, was throwing himself at her feet.

  "You mean that, don't you?"

  "I have never seen a more perfect

  woman than you.

  She reached out and ran her hands over

  his mountainous pectoral muscles, his

  thick shoulders and biceps, over his

  rippled abs and down to the erection

  throbbing at his center. Without pants or underwear his massive organ bobbed in

  the air, pointing directly at her.

  "My God! What a beautiful cock!"

  "Thank you," Joe said timidly. Blushing noticeably.

  She caught the thick slab of meat in her hands and began stroking it, barely able to fit her hand completely around it as she pul ed him closer until her breasts rubbed against his stomach. He was so

  tal that his cock went up between her

  cleavage as she closed the distance

  between them. She knelt slightly so that her breasts lined up perfectly with his genitals. She began sliding his cock up and down between her breasts. Joe

  shuddered, feeling like he was about to explode.

  "What's your name, handsome?"

  "Joe. J-Joe Miles," he stammered as he tried to keep himself from orgasm. He

  didn't want to cum like this. He wanted that ass. Its image was stil burned into his mind even as he tit-fucked her

  between those huge double-Ds.

  "Good to meet you, Joe," she said, stil rubbing his cock. "My name is Alicia."

  "I want you, Alicia."

  Her knees went weak.

  "Wel , we are in the right place for love now, aren't we?" she said, gesturing around at the orgy rooms fil ed with

  urgently fucking couples. There was a

  pain in her. It was obvious that she had long ago convinced herself that sex was al she was good for.

  "No," he replied. "We should go someplace more private. This isn't the

  right place for you. You deserve more.

  He was saying al the right things. She slipped back into the blouse she'd been carrying around with her.

  "Okay then, Joe. You lead the way." Joe retrieved his pants and shirt from the coatcheck girl and they walked out of

  The Backdoor and into the parking lot to catch a cab.

  "So, who are you, my handsome

  stranger? What do you do for a living?"

  "I'm a student. A psychology student at the uni-vers ity. "

  "And what is this then, some kind of research?"

  "No. Not at al ."

  "Wel , I've never been to col ege. But I've always been interested in people and

  what makes them tick. I've seen sides of the human psyche that most people don't even have the stomach to read about, al kinds of perversions. Shit you couldn't even imagine. From grown men who

  dress like babies to women who like to

  be pissed on and humiliated."

  "How the hel do you meet people like that?"

  "I work at a fetish store on Folsom. We sel everything from leather, to latex, to iron shackles, to vibrating butt plugs, and adult diapers."

  "I know the place. I've been in there once or twice."

  "Real y? Now what is a nice col ege boy like you doing in a place like that?"

  "The same thing I was doing at The Backdoor. The same thing you were

  doing there. Trying to make life a little more intense, a little more worth the

  effort. We go through so much just to

  take the next breath, just to wake up

  each day. If life is just work, eat, sleep, repeat, then it ain't worth it. Is it?" The beautiful Spanish woman suddenly

  turned away from Joe and looked out the window of the cab. When she turned

  back her eyes were sad, ful of ghosts.

  "No. There has to be more than that. There's so much pain everywhere.

  Something has to make al that pain

  worthwhile and sex is the only thing

  strong enough to justify al the shit we go through. You know? Pain is so strong

  that just a little bit of it can fuck up your whole day. You could be at fucking

  Disneyland having the time of your life and then you get menstrual cramps, or

  some asshole cal s you fat, or you see

  something that reminds you of how

  fucked up your childhood was, and that

  quick, your entire day is ruined. You just want to rol over and die. Sex is the only thing strong enough to make you forget

  about the pain. I mean you can fuck

  when every muscle in your body is sore

  if the sex is good enough. You can lose yourself in it. At the moment of orgasm nothing else exists in al the world but your pussy and his dick."

  "Yes. Yes." Joe felt as if he was at church listening to religious testimonials,

  hearing al his deepest beliefs

  reaffirmed. He slowly unbuttoned her

  blouse and ran his hands over Alicia's

  breasts, squeezing her hard nipples until she gasped. He leaned down to kiss her

  throat and could not restrain himself from biting her shoulder as he felt the passion build in him. He could taste the very

  essence of her in the salty perspiration glistening on her moonlit flesh. Her soul was so alive. It had known such pain and such ecstasy. It was like tasting a dozen people rather than one. This was a

  woman who had lived. Her life was ful

  and rich, tragic and passionate. Joe

  wanted to feel that life fil ing him.

  "Hold me, Joe. Make the pain go away. Make it al go away."

  Joe watched as she unzipped his pants

  and pul ed out his engorged penis. He

  pul ed her close to him, hugging her tight while she stroked his cock and wept

  quietly. When he released her she

  smiled at him and then lowered her thick satin-soft lips down to his manhood,

  sliding the entire organ down her throat. Her tongue twirled around the head of

  his cock as she bobbed her head up

  and down on it, bringing him so

  maddeningly close to orgasm that he

  almost broke her neck trying to wrestle free of her mouth before he came. When

  she looked up at him with concern and a tinge of fear from the rough treatment, he kissed her passionately and reassured

  her. He unzipped her jeans and slid a

  hand down her pants into the moistness

  between her thighs.

  "I don't want to cum that way. Not yet. I want to give everything to you. I want to make you cum a dozen times. Then I'l

  cum."


  Joe always knew the right things to say to a woman. His predatory instincts were perfectly in tune with his chosen prey. She relaxed and smiled at him. Of

  course it could have just been the fact that he now had her clitoris swol en to the size of a grape and she was just

  seconds from cumming herself. Joe had

  a feeling that the taxi driver was beating off in the front seat. He could hear him breathing heavily. He didn't mind, though. Joe wasn't shy; he just pretended to be to set the ladies at ease. It was stupid, real y. How many truly shy guys would've been walking around a sex club with

  their dicks in their hands, beating off while fol owing a beautiful woman from

  one room to the next? A shy person

  would at least have put his cock back in his underwear before he tapped her on

  her shoulder and introduced himself.

  Joe kissed his way down her cleavage

  and sucked on her swol en nipples. He

  shuddered at the taste of her skin,

  imagining biting through to the tender fat and muscle beneath. He wanted her

  now. Joe pul ed away quickly, breathing hard as the hunger raged inside him. He was having a hard time control ing

  himself. He liked this girl with eyes like a wounded child. He didn't want to hurt her but the monster was awake now and it

  was off the chain.

  They pul ed up to the old downtown

  apartment building and Joe paid the taxi driver.

  Joe and Alicia walked into the building and quickly took the elevator upstairs. Joe made her turn toward the wal as

  they stood in the elevator so that he

  could stare at her ass and rub his hands over it.

  "You like that, don't you, baby?"

  "I love it. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

  The doors opened with a whoosh that

  fil ed the musty elevator with the acrid smel of urine and cat hair.

  "The old lady next door has about a dozen cats that piss and shit on

  everything. Please excuse the smel ."

  "Just as long as your place doesn't smel like that," she said, looking uncertain. How could he live in this hovel? she

  thought.

  He bent and kissed her deeply, crushing her breasts against his rock-hard

  stomach as he sucked the breath from

  her throat. She had forgotten al about the smel by the time he unlocked the

  door to his apartment.

  Joe scooped Alicia up into his arms the minute they entered the apartment and

  carried her into the bedroom, kissing

  and biting her neck, lips, and cheeks.

  "Whoa! Slow down, kil er."

  "What?"

  "Let's get to know each other a little, okay?"

  Joe didn't understand. Just minutes ago she had seemed ready to fuck him right

  there in the cab and now she wanted

  smal talk?

  "What do you want to know?"

  The beautiful Spanish woman looked

  him up and down. He was nearly perfect, she thought to herself.

  "First, why did you pick me? I mean, there were better-looking women there

  than me."

  "No, there weren't. I've never seen a more beautiful woman than you," Joe said, dropping his eyes down to her feet and sweeping them back up again to

  her face.

  Alicia knew that she had a pretty face. Ever since she'd been a kid she'd heard over and over again how irresistible

  she'd be if she lost some of that fat.

  Alicia noticed one of Joe's paintings on the wal . It was a portrait of the librarian with her back turned and her enormous

  buttocks fil ing the canvas.

  "Did you paint that?" she asked, looking around at al the paint and canvas that littered the floor of the apartment.

  "Yes. She's beautiful, isn't she?"

  "What are you, a chubby chaser? You got a thing for big mammas?"

  "I like al types of women. Why do you think you aren't attractive?"

  "Look, man, I know why guys go after girls like me. You think maybe you'l get more out of me in bed. You think I'l try to overcompensate for my weight by being

  a freak for you and letting you treat me like a whore and you know, you might be right. I'm sure I fuck better than most of those skinny bitches. But it's not

  because I expect you to love me. I don't expect to ever see you again after

  tonight. I fuck because I enjoy it. I want to fuck you because you're gorgeous and

  you have a big dick. Now, why do you

  want to fuck me?"

  "Because I like your ass. I love your ass!

  And I like the way you walk. You walk like a woman who's sure of herself, who

  knows what she wants and what she can

  get. I like your beautiful eyes and your sexy lips. I like the way you look at me. There's so much pain in your eyes. It

  makes me want to make you happy. It

  makes me want to do anything for you." For a moment Joe thought she was

  about to cry. There was so much more

  he could have added but he didn't want

  to scare her off.

  "Yeah, I've been hurt. I've been hurt a lot."

  "Let me kiss it and make it better." Joe ran his hands up into her hair and

  drew her close. He kissed her so deeply that he stole her breath.

  "My God!" Alicia exclaimed as Joe laid her on the bed and ripped out of his own clothing. His body was a work of art. His abdominal muscles were stacked like

  masonry bricks beneath a chest like two concrete slabs. His arms were knotted

  with thick venous muscles and his penis was swol en. Alicia licked her lips and again dove for his huge cock, sucking it down her throat with practiced ease. Joe shuddered with pleasure and al owed

  himself to enjoy the wonders of her

  talented tongue swirling around the head of his bloated organ and then down

  between his bal s. He was dangerously

  close to Cumming when he pul ed her

  back. She stared at him with her thick

  bee-stung lips pouting like a spoiled

  child.

  "But I wanted to taste it! Don't you want to cum in my mouth? I want to drink you down."

  "I want to taste you first."

  Joe pushed her down and gently

  removed her clothes. Alicia could hear

  his breath quicken every time another

  inch of flesh was unveiled. She had

  never had a man show so much

  appreciation for her body. She had

  fought for years to grow comfortable with the extra pounds she carried and she

  was final y at the point where she

  believed herself to be sexy. She'd never had a problem getting a date. There

  were plenty of men who loved her

  generous ass and double-D breasts. But

  she'd never seen a man who seemed to

  literal y worship her body the way Joe

  did. He licked and sucked every inch of her as he unwrapped her. The nape of

  her neck, dragging his tongue down

  between her cleavage as he removed

  her bra, flicking his tongue across her nipples and licking her bel y button as he removed her shirt, kissing the crease

  where thigh met pelvis and then working his way down her leg to her toes as he

  slid off her jeans.

  Alicia quivered and trembled as Joe

  sucked on each toe and flicked his

  tongue over the soles of her feet, then worked his way back up the opposite

  leg, kissing and nipping at her calves

  with his teeth, sometimes gently,

  sometimes enough to make her cry out.

  He turned her over and kissed and

  sucked the back of Alicia's thick meaty thighs, biting into the tender flesh so hard it brought a gasp
and tears to her eyes. Joe then rubbed his face over her buttocks, purring like a kitten. He slid one hand up between her thighs and into that warmth and wetness before biting

  down hard on her ass, drawing blood.

  One finger was already circling her

  clitoris as the other thrust its way inside of her and Alicia found that she did not mind the pain so much. In fact, it seemed to accentuate the pleasure.

  Joe lowered his lips to the crack of her ass and began to lick and kiss it as he continued to finger her clit. Alicia shook and moaned. She began to thrash and

  convulse with a tumultuous orgasm when

  he wriggled his tongue into her anus.

  Joe nearly came himself. Her ass was

  truly luscious.

  Working his tongue from her asshole to

  her clitoris Joe had his face wedged

  completely between Alicia's buttocks,

  lapping up the steady stream of juices

  as she came again and again. Alicia

  was almost completely spent when Joe

  rose up with his erection in hand and

  began easing it into her asshole, which was now wel lubricated with his saliva. She'd never had anal sex with a man

  she'd just met before. Usual y that was reserved for those longterm serious

  relationships and she'd never done it

  with a man so wel -endowed. But then,

  she'd also never had her asshole eaten

  out like that before either, so she was now more than wil ing to go along with

  just about anything.

  There was not nearly as much pain as

  she'd been expecting when he first slid himself inside her and by the time he

  began thrusting deep into her she was

  feeling nothing but ecstasy.

  Joe could feel his control starting to slip. He hadn't wanted to stop licking her

  asshole. He'd wanted to chew it out, to gnaw his way up inside of her. He'd

  wanted to tear into that magnificent ass, to feel each tender morsel slide across his tongue and down his throat. He'd had to stop in order to prevent himself from eating her alive. The pleasure of his dick in her ass was nothing like the pleasure he imagined from her ass in his

  stomach.

  Moans, gasps, and cries of pain and

  ecstasy rose to a crescendo as Joe

  pounded into Alicia's exquisite asshole and bit down on the back of her neck

  and shoulders. He reached around and

  beneath her, back up into the wetness

  between her thighs to masturbate her to orgasm. It didn't take long. He withdrew his pulsating sex from her rectum just