He was a good man and he had a good cock. But something was still wrong. Heaving beneath him she felt something not there, not fulfilled. Suddenly, in her mind, she wished that there were another man in the room and that he was fucking her in the face while the young doctor filled her cunt.
'More! More!' she urged. 'Give me more! Give me all of your cock!'
He looked down at her, his eyes widening in awe. He knew he had a good, large cock, and he was giving her all of it, but still it was not enough for this woman who turned him on so much.
Her body arched and shuddered. Her mouth screamed curses, urging him to greater heights. Her hands pulled at him, slithering over his sweaty hips and pounding asscheeks. She held tightly to him as he reamed out a passage in her belly's soft hot groove.
Her nipples scudded across his heaving chest and her breasts were flattened and squashed outward like big white satin-covered pillows by his driving weight.
'Yes, yes!' she moaned loudly as he strained and clamped her rounded, sweaty buttocks in both hands, his fingers digging into the bulging masses of flesh.
Pulling hard as he fucked, hard and deep, he pressed her soft pink and white body firmly against his and pounded it in a frenzied sexual intensity. His toes dug in and his legs strained. His cock slapped in and out with slurping noises. His heaving buttocks bunched into tight, hard balls of muscle.
She was wearing him down. He gasped and panted, pounding himself into the moist warmth of her pussy. His glazing eyes watched her contorted face and the way her big tits trembled and quivered and jumped all over her chest. Every inch of his big pole of a cock ground steadily into her, pounding what seemed to be the very core of her womb.
And still she screamed for more.
He dropped himself onto her with a sudden lurch that brought strained gasps from both of them. He wallowed on the almost ponderous masses of her breasts, the upthrust, flapping mountains of her chest, the silky-skinned cushions of her heaving tits.
Then he shot off what felt like a gallon of hot steaming cum up into her waiting, writhing, still grasping cunt. Seconds later he pushed himself up from her and looked down.
'Midge, I've never had such a fuck.'
'Is that all?' was her only answer.
Gasping in anger he rolled away from her. 'No normal man will ever satisfy you. You need the biggest, hardest, fattest, longest cock in the world.'
'Yes, yes. I'd like that,' she said, and began rubbing her pussy.
CHAPTER TWO
The doctor hadn't been enough, but he had whetted her insatiable sexual appetite. He had also given her freedom with the pills. Freedom to fuck whenever and whomever she wanted.
And fuck she did.
Almost every boy in her class at school had her at least once. She was so intense in her needs and in her sexuality that few of them ever came back for more even if she had wanted them. Usually she didn't. They disappointed her.
On any given night she could be with one boy or a dozen. One night she fucked six boys over and over again in the back seat of a• car. It was all a waste. None of them seemed to satisfy her. Once, straddling a boy, fucking him from the top, his cock gorging deeply into her yawning cunt, she had felt she was there. But it was short-lived. He came too quickly and there was nothing but limp meat sliding from her cunt.
It was an indication, however, of what she soon discovered to be lacking: power. What she had to do, she found, was control the situation. If the cock wasn't big enough, or hard enough, then she could almost get enough satisfaction for the moment by being on top.
Her evenings away from the house turned into nights. She would come home; eat, go to bed, and sneak back out of the house.
When she couldn't find enough boys she started looking for older men. And when that became too dangerous she tried enlisting other girls to join in small orgies that she would organize if the other girls' houses could be used.
Midge would do anything to satisfy her need and craving for excitement and sex. She even took it to the length of creating games out of it. In this way she found out how far she could go in having her way with men, and retaining a certain amount of control over them.
She met Ross, a senior law student, at a dance. From the way she wore her hair and the mature way she handled all the men who crowded around her constantly, he took her to be at least twenty-five. She didn't discourage him and started dating him regularly.
He quickly became infatuated with her and took her out every chance he could. But she wouldn't let him fuck her and he became more frustrated with each date. When she saw that perhaps his interest was waning just a bit she would hint that, maybe next time, she would be more available for what he obviously wanted.
She would kiss him more ardently during these times and let him go a little further in exploring her tits beneath her dress. If he became really angry at her refusal she would take his hand and let him place it up under her skirt, on her cunt.
'We've just got to wait Ross,' she would say, grinding her moist omit over his hand until she could feel two fingers deep in her pussy. 'We just can't go all the way yet. I…I'm just not ready. Now rub me off with your hand.'
If it looked like he was shaking so bad that he might not be able to drive himself home, she would take his cock out of his pants and wrap it in his handkerchief. Then she would pound on the shaft, giggling to herself, until his flood would pour into the cloth and run over on her fingers.
This went on for many weeks until they were at one of his friend's apartment for dinner. The friend was a graduate engineer and very rich, plus being extremely handsome. Midge gleefully decided to herself that this was the right time and the right person.
At the conclusion of several drinks and dinner everyone decided to take in the town. Midge readily agreed, and on the way to the car the couples somehow got switched around in the seating.
They were on a major highway, nearly reaching the place they were going, when Ross finally noticed the pitching of the car and the noises coming from the back seat.
When he turned he saw his friend and Midge, both nude. Midge had her legs against the back of the front seat, and his friend was pounding every inch of his prick into her gaping cunt.
'Oh, fuck me, honey, fuck me! And when you finish fucking me I want to suck you off!'
Ross dropped her, so she went with the engineer for a while. But he too dropped her when she kept insisting that they organize orgies so they could both fuck different people every night.
Midge didn't care. There was always somebody new and different around and, in her own mind the small town she lived in wasn't really big enough for her. She had big ideas about big places with big people and she planned to put those ideas into effect as soon as she figured out how.
It was two years almost to the month after her initial experience with Bill when everything drastically changed for Midge.
Her father discovered, between warnings from the school, and stories circulating around the small town, about just what his daughter was doing with all her free time.
'You think you're too old and too big for a beating? Is that what you think?' he said.
'You wouldn't dare,' she retorted.
'I'll teach you respect!' he shouted, flinging her mother's restraining hand from his arm.
'You go to hell!' Midge rasped at him through clenched teeth.
He threw her across her bed and ripped the robe from her body to leave her completely naked under his scornful eyes. She tried to cover her nude body from him but he wouldn't let her. He took his belt off, and laid it across her back, her ass, and her legs again and again.
Huge red welts rose all up and down her body. She screamed and begged him to stop. He didn't listen. She
