Carole didn't like him sitting this close to her. Goddamn that bitch, Marsha. She knew why she agreed to come to Steve's apartment – to get even with that jealous dyke! All those accusations about her sleeping with Steve. Oh, he was trying plenty, all right. The way he kept pouring it on, about how great she looked and what a good body she had. He even hinted about that rumored 'big dick' he had that all the girls in the office talked about. Well, maybe she might see for herself, she thought angrily, seeing how Marsha had it all figured out. Why not fuck him? That would fix that scheming butch! She wondered what Marsha would say if she ever found out. Good, Carole thought, brightly.
That would piss her off royal.
Steven slipped his arm around her, setting his drink down. 'You seem awfully upset about something,' he was telling her, moving his hands around to her zipper on the back of her dress.
'A little…' she said, trying not to shrink from his touch. She had to do it, she kept telling herself. To get even with Marsha. 'Just… a little.'
Steve was moving a little closer to her, talking in his sexiest tone. 'I hope you feel all right with me?'
She smiled, keeping her eyes glued to his. Rotten cunt Marsha – this would take care of her!
Steve lowered his head onto Carole's shoulder and he sucked on her neck gently. His mouth was like a suction cup, roaming her soft, sweet flesh. She could feel his tongue moving around, licking. His hand clutched at her leg.
'Oh… baby…' she moaned, losing herself in his arms. She reached out blindly, finding herself cupping his balls. There was something hard poking at her hand.
JESUS CHRIST! she thought wildly to herself. It was a BIG dick. She couldn't tell how long or how thick, but it was bulging out of his pants like a swollen banana. She petted his stiff cock, pulling in his ear as he sucked on her neck. Even what he was doing began to feel good.
'You like it?' he grinned, taking his mouth off her.
She nodded, not removing her soft, slender fingers from his thick boner. She looked down at it for the first time, seeing his tremendous hard-on pressing out between his skinny legs. As she watched it grow under her gaze, she could feel a few dribbles of fuck-juice oozing out of her snatch. Damn it, but it was the first time a guy had gotten her hot. Usually, it was just Marsha. Marsha, and her smooth, gentle hands, and her knowing tongue and her big set of jugs.
'Take it out of my pants,' he said in his low, sexy voice.
She fumbled with his zipper nervously. She badly wanted to pull his prick out and look at it. The fly went down after a few short tugs. Carole could see the bulge peering out of his light-green underwear. Her long, lean fingers slipped into the opening and as she found his erect dong, she could feel it throbbing, pulsating. Steve kept his brown eyes focused on her face, and not on what she was doing. She could hear his breathing quickening as she found his slab of meat.
'It's so… hard,' she gasped, holding it in her hands. 'So stiff!'
'Take it all out of my pants,' he said calmly, sitting there while she fondled the monstrous joint. 'Pull the whole thing out.'
She groaned as she touched his prick. It was standing up in the air, rigid as a baseball bat. How long was that damn thing? Eleven, twelve… she couldn't count the inches. And so THICK!
Caressing it in her clammy palms made her think: What would his prick feel like in my cunt? She tinged as the idea went through her mind. Jesus… yes, she wanted his cock there. She wanted him to ram his pecker up her cunt. It might be just like those dildos Marsha used on her, sticking those rubbery things way up into her tight twat.
She unbuckled his pants slowly, carefully. She was aware that she was getting him horny from taking her time. Nice and easy… She opened up his pants wide, then tugged at the light-green underwear, slipping his huge hard-on through the opening and taking it out through the other side. The furry nest of cock hair rubbed against the sides of her hands. Just like Marsha's patch of pussy hair. Just as soft… and bristly. She pushed her smooth hands down into his pants, cupping his balls, moving her fingers inside his legs so that the hairiness of them stroked her knuckles. Ohhh, his balls were so slippery and soft. His dick was just suspended, seemingly like feet, from his hairy stomach.
Steve's hand came up behind her, head, stroking it. 'You're gettin' me hard, baby,' he said softly, petting her head. 'See what you do to me…'
Carole just stared at his enormous whang, fully erect, all flushed pinkish with angry veins sticking out. Christ, it was so long, so thick… She was afraid it was going to pop and deflate any second. She was surprised even further when she found herself rubbing her sopping-wet cunt.
'Hurry up, baby,' he gasped, reaching for her. 'Get on top of me.'
Carole was getting hot watching Steve take off his clothes and revealing his skinny, but sexy body to her. He was bony and hairy, but had a good physique and with his good looks, had her pussy juicy for the taking. He grinned as she stepped out of her dress, revealing her firm tits and round, fleshy ass. Her pink nipples stood out, stiff and delicious. They stripped in a frenzy, thinking of nothing but having her sit on his fat dick and fuck it dry.
Steve lay back on the couch comfortably, groping for her naked body. She started to climb over him when he stopped her.
'Ride me the other way,' he told her.
She turned around, facing his feet and pushed her ass way up into the air. Her beaver was now high about his yawning ramrod, right above the tip. His cock-head was fat and throbbing.
'Okay, honey,' he panted. 'Sit on it… nice and slow…'
She lowered herself a bit, feeling the head of his prick poke at her hole. 'Ohh…' she groaned. She wished she could watch his face while she put his cock in. She could see the muscles in his legs go tense for a moment, then she leaned on his joint some more. Inch by inch, it sunk into her wet snatch, his stiff spike nailing her right in the cunt.
'Christ…' Steve moaned beneath her.
She continued to descend upon it. Damn, his cock was so LONG! There seemed to be no end to his slab of meat. She was sweating, the moistness dripping from her face.
'It's going all the way in,' she whimpered, feeling its hugeness pushing back her cunt muscles and forcing its way deep within her hole. 'It feels so good…'
'Come on, baby,' he groaned. 'Get it all in there. I want the tip of my cock to rub against your tonsils.'
She spread her cunt wide, oozing down on his prong, her mouth dropping in a groan and her eyes shutting tight. It was going in… in… that huge, hard, stiff monster, all of it… ohhh… at last, she could feel his nest of cock hair tingling at the inside of her thighs.
'Ride it,' he told her, panting. 'Ride my prick. Make it soar.'
His hands grabbed hold of her hips and held them firmly while she bucked on his wild stallion. It was as though he were holding her up in the air with his shaft, her thighs barely touching the couch. She pushed herself up and down on his prick, moaning and groaning as she humped his pud.
'Christ, you're so big,' she murmured.
'It's sunk deep into your tight muff,' he said, ramming it up her cooze. 'I'm gonna make that twat of yours ten times bigger than it is now after you get through fucking me, honey. I'm gonna tear that box of yours apart with my great big pecker!' The thickness of his prick was grinding against her clit and causing it to squirt him heavily with her fuck-juice.
She could feel herself greasing down his staff with her juicy cunt. It was like sliding up a pole, then sliding down. And while she was riding it, it was giving her clit a good rub-down massage.
'I got a big load waitin' in my balls to pump into you, baby,' he promised, writhing beneath her as she pushed her tight pussy down onto his stiff joint. 'You'll need an ice-cream scooper to get it all out.'
'I want you to cum in me!' she gasped. 'Please, I want to feel it shooting inside me. I want all of it your whole wad, blowing into my cunt!'
'I'm gonna lay that wad right between those hairy lips of your beaver, doll,' he told her. 'You'll get every drop up into that sweet gash of yours…'
'Fuck me!' she cried. 'Please! Hammer that air piston into my cockpit! Ram it into my snatch!'
Each time she forced herself down onto his meat, she could feel his hips and legs go tense, then relax. She
