by Emma Patrick
He knelt beside her head. She wrapped her hand around it and gave the tip a tentative lick. It tasted as good as it looked. She parted her lips and sucked it deep into her mouth. He returned the favor by lifting her tank top up above her tits and wrapping his hands around them.
"Suck that cock, baby," he groaned. "Work it over with your tongue."
She sucked it. It tasted so good she didn't want to stop, but after a few minutes he drew it out of her mouth and buried his face in her snatch. She moaned and wiggled her ass. He was alternating between tongue fucking her cunt and licking her puckered asshole and it was driving her crazy.
She heard Bertha say, "Let's get down on the floor. I want to watch this," and saw her climb off the couch. Getting down on her hands and knees alongside Fay, Bertha ordered Tiny to fuck her from behind. "I want to play with Fay's tits while Mike screws her," she said in a voice that sounded rather breathless. "Ouch! Take it easy. Tiny. If you miss and ram that thing up my ass, I'll rip it out by the roots!" She smiled down into Fay's eyes. "Pull your legs back close to your tits, honey. I want to watch Mike's cock sliding in and out of your cunt."
Fay pulled her legs back as far as she could and held them there with her hands.
"That's better. Jesus, Tiny, take it easy. I like it rough, but not that rough."
Tiny was battering her mercilessly. Her big tits were bouncing about underneath her, and from the look on her face you'd have thought she was in terrible pain. "Try slowing down a little bit," she finally told him. "I like it when you bang me hard, but you're doing it so damn fast you're about to knock me over. Ouch! Besides, I want to play with Fay's tits, and I can't do it when you've got me sliding all over the place."
Tiny obediently slowed his fucking down to a less frenetic pace.
Bertha grabbed Fay's left leg and pushed it over by her right one. Then she sucked Fay's nipple into her mouth and teased it with her tongue. She kept that up for a moment, then she kissed and licked her way up Fay's neck to her mouth. There, she locked her lips over Fay's and stuck her tongue in her mouth.
Fay was startled and a bit dismayed to find this big woman kissing her. Bui her apprehension disappeared as soon as she relaxed, and before she knew it she was thoroughly enjoying the feeling. Bertha's tongue was darting about in her mouth, sending little fingers of pleasure shooting through her body.
Fay moaned and ground her ass around against Mike's balls. Bertha's tongue was in her mouth and Bertha's soft hands were fondling her tits and Mike's hard cock was sliding in and out of her cunt. She felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. It was almost more pleasure than she could bear.
Bertha released Fay's lips and crooned, "That's the way. Tiny. Fuck me harder. I'm about ready to cum. Make me cum, baby. Make me cum!"
Tiny growled. "Sure thing, bitch. I'll make you cum. Oh fuck. I can't hold off much longer."
He started pounding her really hard again.
"Oh shit that's good," she moaned. "Slap my ass. That'll make me cum."
He gave her a hard swat on each cheek.
"Ow! Jesus Christ, that hurts."
Tiny snarled, "It's supposed to hurt, bitch. Now shut up and come on my prick."
"Jesus Christ." She threw her ass against him, cried out, "Oh Christ, I'm cuming!" and collapsed across Fay's tits.
Tiny slammed her a couple of more times, then he yanked his limp pecker out of her cunt and wandered off to wash up.
She was still lying there squashing Fay into the floor when Harvey knelt behind her and rammed his cock up inside her spent cunt. She raised her head and gave him a dirty look.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, asshole," she grumbled. "Nobody invited you to the party."
He just grinned and kept on fucking her. She heaved a sigh.
"He's such an asshole," she complained, to nobody in particular. "Always sticking his dick in where it doesn't belong. Oh yeah! Christ, that feels good. Fuck me harder, baby. Don't be such a wimp."
Harvey said, "Turn over. I don't like doing it dog fashion."
"Shit." She roiled over onto her back. "Now stick that thing back in my cunt and get on with it!"
Letting out a loud groan, Harvey drove his cock into her cunt and started fucking her fiercely. "Oh shit! That feels so good!" he bellowed. "Oh shit, Bert, my prick feels like it died and went to heaven. Fuck me, baby. Move your big fat ass and fuck me."
"Jesus, you're an asshole." She jerked her ass around in a circle.
"Fuck me, Bert," he groaned. "Fuck me hard." He cupped his hands around her bouncing tits and pinched her nipples. "Fuck me! That's so good. That's the way. Fuck me! Fuck my cock."
She was bouncing around beneath him with uninhibited glee. He took a few more fierce strokes, hollered, "This is it! I'm cuming!" and collapsed into a heap on the floor.
Muttering, "Asshole. Guess I'll have to go finish the job all by myself," Bertha got up and left the room.
Fay smiled up at Mike. He was fucking her with long, easy strokes of his big cock. He was really enjoying himself, she could see it in his eyes. He bent over and kissed her. then he nibbled and licked his way from her lips to her nipples. He caressed her arms and nuzzled her neck and shoulders. He fondled and kissed her all over, paying homage to every inch of her that his mouth could reach, and he kept it up until he had her beside herself with need. Then he buried his cock to the balls inside her hungry pussy and just held it there.
He had her on the verge of orgasm. His cock felt so good inside her. She w-anted more. She wanted him to ram it clear through her. He started moving again and she humped him wildly .
"That's the way. baby," he crooned. "Fuck me. Work that cunt. Fuck me!" He squeezed her tits and roughly massaged her nipples, spurring her on to fling herself at him with even greater determination.
"Fuck me big man. Fuck me," she whimpered.
"I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum. Oh my God! I'm cuming!"
"That s the way, baby," he bellowed, and he shot his load deep inside her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Fay saw Daryl off to work, then limped back into the kitchen to do the breakfast dishes. Her ankle didn't hurt anymore, and she could get around just fine as long as she didn't put all her weight on it, but it was still black and blue and a little swollen and it looked terrible.
She loaded the dishwasher and turned it on. It started up. made a funny clunking noise, and stopped running again.
She swore under her breath. That was the third time this year. Why couldn't Daryl just buy a new one? Why did she have to keep getting this one Fixed?
She called the repair shop and curled up in the living room with a book. She was just finished her second chapter when the doorbell rang.
The slender, freckle-faced young man standing on her porch said, "Hi. I'm Bob. Mr. Brown and I are here to fix your dishwasher."
She glanced around. An older man was standing on the sidewalk behind Bob. He wasn't the man who'd fixed it the last two times it had broken down. She gazed doubtfully at him.
"Bob is new," he explained, flashing her a sexy smile. "I'm his foreman. I just came along to see how h e does and to give him a hand if he runs into trouble. My name is George," he added as she invited them into the house. "What happened to your ankle?"
Glancing down at her puffy foot, she said, "I twisted it the day before yesterday. Would you like a cup of coffee while you're waiting for Bob to finish?"
She gazed up into George's eyes. He was studying her with such intensity that she was beginning to feel rather self-conscious. He was a good-looking man, with beautiful wavy brown hair and a thick mustache. He reminded her of Mike, in a clean-cut sort of way.
He grinned and said, "That's a shame. About your ankle, I mean. I hope it isn't hurting you too much."
She shook her head. "No. It's hardly bothering me at all. I just have to be real careful how I stand and walk. It's a nuisance, but that's about all."
"That's good. Why don't you sit down there on the sofa and rest it whi
le I get Bob started. Is that coffee made?"
She gave him a nod.
"Good I'll pour us each a cup. and then I'll come back and keep you company while he works."
Fay gratefully did as he told her. It was nice to have somebody show concern for her predicament. Daryl certainly hadn't. In fact, he'd been pouting about it ever since it happened, as if she'd done it on purpose just to get out of cooking his dinner!
George was back within a few minutes, coffee in hand, as promised.
"Bob can manage it alone," he told her. Hashing that seductive smile again. "But it'll take him a while. He has to empty the dishes out of it before he can Fix it. I told him to go ahead and wash them while he was at it."
"Oh. Sorry." She giggled apologetically. "I forgot all about those dirty dishes. I should have done them before you got here."
"Don't be silly. You should be resting your poor ankle. Here. Let me see it."
He sat down beside her and lifted it up onto his lap. "Are you sure it doesn't hurt?" he asked as he gently massaged her foot. "It sure looks painful."
"I'm sure," she said in a contented murmur.
His hand moved up to her calf. He squeezed it and said, "Give me your other leg and I'll massage it, too. It's probably tired from having to take all the weight when you walk."
She obediently placed her other leg across his thighs. He rubbed her calf for a few minutes. Then he lifted her sore foot to his lips and gave it a wet kiss.
"I like feet," he explained in a dreamy voice. "I like the way they taste and the way they feel and the way they look at the end of a really shapely pair of ankles. Like yours."
He stuck his tongue out and licked his way from her toes to her ankle.
She sighed a blissful sigh and closed her eyes. His tender handling of her tired legs and feet felt wonderful. She didn't object when his hand slipped between her legs and moved up to massage her thighs. How could she? His tongue was lapping its way around her sensitive foot, making her whole body tingle with delight. She couldn't have objected if her life depended on it.
He rubbed her thighs until her hips began to roll in time to his gentle strokes. Then he carefully spread her legs wide apart and pushed two fingers deep inside her wet pussy.
She gasped and humped his hand.
"That's the way, honey," he whispered. He stuffed two more fingers inside her cunt. "Fuck my fingers while I play with your foot."
He stroked her cunt for a few minutes, then he leaned forward and lifted her into his arms. He laid her down on the floor and helped her out of her skirt and blouse. He them removed his own clothes and lay down beside her.
"You're so sexy," he murmured. "And you have such nice tits."
He cupped his hands around her ripe mounds and sucked on her nipples until they puckered and hardened. He worshipped every inch of her torso from her shoulders to her navel, kissing and nibbling on her tits and tickling her ribs with his fuzzy mustache and licking his way all over her tummy.
She gasped and tossed her head as his talented fingers moved between her thighs to massage her clit.
"Oh, George," she moaned. "You make me feel so good. Lick my pussy too. It's too hot. Cool it down with your tongue."
He parted her legs and buried his face in her twat.
"Oh yes. Oh God. that feels so good. Put your fingers in my pussy."
He pushed two fingers up inside her oozing hole. She shrieked with delight and wrapped her legs around his head. She wanted to suck his hand clear up inside her, it felt so good.
"Oh my God!" she whimpered. "I can't stand it. Fuck me, George. Please fuck me."
"In a minute," he mumbled from between her legs. "I want to taste you some more first."
He lapped his way all around her furry slit, paying particular attention to her wrinkled cunt lips. Then he moved down to her asshole and gave it a thorough licking.
She squealed and tried to hump his face. Her body was on fire. She wanted to feel his cock fucking her cunt. She wanted to feel his hairy nuts beating against her ass while he pounded her pussy. She wanted his tongue to fill her mouth and his cock to slide in and out of her cunt and his muscles to press into her tender flesh while he lucked her as hard as he could.
"Fuck me. George." she pleaded. "Please fuck me. I need it so bad."
He climbed between her legs and lay down on top of her.
"Okay, you're asking for it." he said with a wicked chuckle. "Now just lie still a minute while I get my cock in position."
"Please hurry. You're driving me crazy. Everything you do feels just wonderful."
He pressed his swollen cock just far enough into her cunt to embed its tip, then stopped. She squealed out her disappointment. She tried scooting closer to him but he kept pushing her back again.
Lifting her up against his chest, he whispered, "Wrap your legs around me, honey."
She heaved a mournful sigh, but she did as she was told.
"That's good," he said. "And now I'll give you your reward."
Slowly lowering her hips the rest of the way, he buried his cock to the hilt inside her cunt. He then put his hands on her waist and began sliding her up and down on his prick.
She was beside herself with lust. His fucking felt so good. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold off for very long. She rubbed her tits all around against his chest and humped him wildly.
"I'm going to cum, George," she wailed, grinding her ass down against his balls as hard as she could. "Oh yes. I'm cuming!"
The walls of her cunt burst into spasms.
His passion came to a peak moments later.
Fay and George were lying on the floor, still locked in their sensual embrace when Bob walked into the room looking for them.
"Whoops, sorry," he stammered, and quickly turned to leave.
George said in an amused voice, "It's okay. You won't have to go."
"Oh. I don't?" The young man paused to think that one over.
George grinned down at Fay. "Maybe if we ask the lady real nice she'll let us both fuck her. How about it. honey? Think you could handle a double banger?"
She giggled. "I can if you can. Bob can fuck my pussy while I lick your cock clean. I really like having one guy in my cunt and another one in my mouth."
Bob quickly stripped off his clothes. She lay back and spread her legs. George knelt down alongside her head and she sucked his dripping cock into her mouth.
Bob sank his cock into her cunt and started fucking her rapidly. She glanced up at his face. He was so excited he was panting. She smiled to herself. She really liked these young guys, they were so unsophisticated and so enthusiastic. Of course, she liked the older, more mature men too.
When you came right down to it, she liked just about every kind of man there was!
George's cock was hard again. She finished cleaning it up and started really working it over with her mouth. She put her hands on his ass cheeks and gave them a good hard squeeze.
"Jesus that feels nice," he groaned. "Your hands are so soft. Dig your fingernails into my ass."
She dug her fingers into his muscular buns as hard as she could.
"Oh yeah. That's nice. Suck my cock, honey. Suck it!"
He was getting ready to come in her mouth. She could feel his cock expanding, filling her up even more. She moaned and threw her legs in the air and Bob reached out and gave her tits a squeeze. Tiny fingers of delight shot through her sensitive body, setting her nerves on fire and making her pussy walls twitch madly, as if they wanted to squeeze the life out of his cock.
Bob growled, "Oh shit! Fuck my cock, baby. Fuck it. I'm ready to come."
She ground her ass around in a circle.
"That's it. Jesus you're good. Oh shit! I'm coming!"
He took two more quick strokes, then his cock spilled its load deep inside her cunt.
Her pussy walls pulsed fretfully as his cock deflated and slipped free of their hungry grasp. He replaced his spent tool with his hand, inserting all four fingers into her oozin
g cunt, and rubbed her clit with his thumb. She showed her appreciation by sucking George's pecker deeper into her mouth and almost swallowing it.
George let out a loud yelp. "My God that feels good! Holy shit!"
He was trying not to hump her mouth too hard but she could tell he was having trouble keeping his hips under control. She gave his ass checks another healthy squeeze.
"Jesus Christ!" he groaned. "Do you want me to come in your mouth? I hope so. because I can't hold off much longer."