reached for the pajama-bottoms, her hands shaky. She was quick, now. She had purpose, her lust was overcoming her shyness. The way she acted she had never been fucked with so much light entering the bedroom.
He was down to his briefs as the lowering garment revealed her ass and legs and dark-bushed cunt inside the sheer pink bikini panties. Her thighs were smooth, light olive in color, her legs were better than average. The pampered wealthy widow was finally going to have what all her loot had not been able to get her up until now. Hot, sliding cock.
Still wearing her panties, she rushed onto the bed, spreading out, her eyes boring at his crotch where his prick rode up stiffly inside.
My God! Alicia thought, shuddering. His penis is HUGE! I'm sexy enough to get him good and hard! I hope it isn't just my money, I hope he likes to fuck me. Dean's prick was always kind of loose in my cunny, but it should be nice and snug around Cleve's cock. This is so important for men! I spent enough money having it rebuilt and tightened up!
Dean had always wanted sex in the shadows of the bedroom; this exposure was altogether new and horribly exciting for her! Cleve was so right about not getting all knotted up about a screw. Have fun with it! Easier said than done-the first time.
Hands shaking, she reached for her panties and squirmed them from her ass, along her legs, and finally kicked them free. Her short nylons still were on her lower legs. He grinned and brought his briefs down. The sudden view of his naked loins, white where the sun had not touched, his big, thick penis slanting high from a cluster of dark hair, his big nuts dangling down, drew a gasp from her lips.
'Ohhhhh, honey!' She spread her thighs, aware of the very swollen look of her cunt, the wetness between her labia. Nitty-gritty time was almost here!
'Beautiful!' he muttered, crawling on the bed, his knees between her opened legs. The warm man-aroma from his crotch made her faint with need, her clit was an achy burn, her breasts were peaked with her need.
As he crouched forward, staring down at her tits and face, as his big-knobbed prick lowered toward her lifting cunt, as her thighs drew back expectantly, he muttered under his breath and touched his cockhead to her wet, twitching labial
The sweet yield of her cuntflesh around his glans, the sting of manflesh at the door of her vagina, the slow sensuous push of his cock into her prick-starved cunt, sucked a moan from her throat! Her pussy was tight! All her plans and dreams before and after her intimate operation, all the waiting and wishing, had not been in vain. A young, handsome stud wanted her cunt!
'Ohhhhhhh!' she gasped, feeling that big, wonderful stiffness fill her trembly vagina. 'Ohhhh-God! OHHHHH!”
'Yeahhhhhh!' he muttered thickly, shuddering. His cock tensed in her quaking cunt, her nerves began to unwind, the thrills sweetened, her legs jerked, her tits lifted! She was going into her climax-already!
His head lowered to her breasts, he hunched his knob in deep, and it happened! Thrill after honeyed thrill cascaded across her loins, the first nuances of her fun were unbelievably fierce and sweet, her cuntal depths twitched voluptuously with the pound, pound of her erotic fulfillment! She shouted!
Right at the peak of her shivering fun she heard his thickly-muttered, urgent words.
'Come, Alicia! Come hard on my prick!”
She had never, never heard anything like that! She knew that mod sex talk was the new in thing among the younger set; it was dirty and too suggestive, but ohhhh, how exciting! Naturally she knew all the words, she had found them in many of the new erotic novels, but hearing them herself from her young, sexy new bedmate, caused her Clint to spasm even more delectably!
'Oh, oh, ohhh!' she cried, her whole pelvis bursting with her lust. A sensuous, slow almost agonizing after- wrench tightened her cunt around his prick! The waves of relief, as her legs shook and her tits heaved, filled her with amazement. One big, sure push into her cunt and she was blowing her mind!
Damn, that's pretty good Gunt, Cleve thought, watching the rapt expression on her face, feeling her thighs quiver, the lively flutters of her vaginal flesh around his meat. Snug as hell for a dame her age. I can train her to be a very good piece of ass-and all that money! I don't believe she's had a fuck since old money-bags died.
'Ohhhhh, honey!' she gasped, hunching involuntarily upward, a slow happy smile transforming her face. 'You wonderful big thing, you!”
'Me or my prick, beautiful?' he chuckled, tensing his cock. 'Oh, you devil,' she breathed, her hands caressing his shoulders, her firm high tits arching higher. 'Both! My God-you're so wonderful.”
'Nice pussy,' he said, grinning.
'Ohhhh, I hope so, honey!' she breathed. 'You didn't… ”
'Hell, I haven't even started yet”
The enthralled look on her face said it all, man. He had her right where he wanted her, impaled on his prick. Slowly, carefully he began to fuck. Ten million bucks worth of not-bad pussy. He would ring her gong about four times and then they would have a talk. Yeahhhhhh. The price on his prick was going up…
Ronnie Lemm breezed leggily into Alvin Nelson's office, receiving a curious interested glance from the attractive girl behind the receptionist's desk. A name plate said she was Joan Meadows, the girl she had seen Alvin ogling when she had called on him as a male detective. Joan certainly did not recognize Ronnie, which was easy to understand.
Ronnie was rigged out in her best and shortest miniskirt, dark nylons and a snug blouse that revealed the perky jut of her tittles; she had spent half an hour on her makeup, her long wavy hair reached her shoulders, loose and sexy.
'May I help you, Miss?' Joan smiled. Good vibes. This chickie had done a bit of pussy-rubbing, she was looking with that hunger in her eyes. Ronnie had that effect on a lot of cunts. But today she had something else in mind.
'Right,' Ronnie smiled. 'Tell your boss he has a new client, honey.”
A moment later Ronnie was entering the office where she had talked to Alvin before. His eyes lighted up, he tried to keep from staring as she twitched near his desk. Like Joan, he didn't recognize her at all. She had given no name to the receptionist.
'Don't you know who I am, big man?' she giggled, posing with her tits pushed out. His eyes raked her long, long legs, her cute ass and the whole package. The sudden eagerness in his expression gave her a thrill.
'Your voice sounds familiar-' he began. Suddenly he was getting it. 'Ronnie? Well, I'll be damned! A girl… ”
She had flirted with and teased men in her work at the night club, she knew what they liked to look at and hear; when she tucked a man for money she gave a good performance, but this thing of actually liking a stud was a whole new program. She remembered her fantasy about him and her clit tingled excitingly. She could not pinpoint the reason for his appeal, except that he had good manners; maybe there was a little of the feminine in his makeup that stirred the trace of maleness in her being. But he certainly was no fag, he liked pussy. And that fancy-assed twat he was married to was not giving him half enough cunt.
'Not bad, huh?' she giggled, perching on the edge of his desk so he could see her long, sleek legs and maybe catch a little pussy aroma.
'Terrific!' he exclaimed. 'There was something about the way you walked… you're a very lovely young thing.”
Sweet tingles chased along her bod, her nipples in the fancy thin bra began to erect. Turning on for a stud. But a very special one. She wet her pouty thick lips with her tongue and leaned closer.
'Going to do something about it, Alvin?' she giggled.
The hunger in him seemed to reach out and caress her titties and cunt. She shivered, waiting. He tore his eyes from her ass and glanced across the room at the big deep couch, the half -opened bathroom door. His hands trembled.
'Am I hearing you right, Ronnie?' he muttered.
'I could spell it out, but you're getting the message,' she smiled. 'You know, I've been thinking about this since you hired me.”
'Damn!' he muttered thickly. 'Look, I have one more important client coming in. If you'd drop by in half an hour I'd have the girls out of here, and-”
