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The Loan - Cunt for Collateral
by Anonymous Author (address withheld)
***
A bank loan officer gets a wife to cheat on her husband
with him in order to secure a back loan. (MMF, wife,
reluc)
***
"I don't understand why you asked me here Mr. Watkins.
My husband handles the business. He spoke to you about
the loan he needs. I don't see how I can help."
Rhonda Stone smiled at the bank loan officer as she sat
down in his office. She and her husband had come to
this small town four years before. Her husband, Don,
started a small audio/video business that had been very
successful. They were well liked in the community and
had many friends.
Jim Watkins, the loan officer was not one of them. He
and his wife lived in the Stone's neighborhood and they
saw them frequently. Jim Watkins was an older man in
his early 50's. He was always making passes at the 27
year old Rhonda Stone. She was very good-looking
blonde, large firm breasts, nice legs and a small
waist. He was hot for her. Rhonda wanted nothing to do
with him and told him so on several occasions. She
thought about telling his wife or her husband but she
didn't want to start any trouble.
Now she was sitting in his office. Rhonda was wearing a
blouse and knee length skirt. She was very
uncomfortable. Jim Watkins had called her that morning
and said he had to get some more information for the
loan. Her husband was out of town for the day. She had
explained that to him, but he wanted her there.
"I asked you to come here this morning Rhonda because I
want you to suck my cock," he said straight faced.
"Christ!!" Rhonda exclaimed as she got up to leave.
"Fuck you! You son of a bitch! You're an asshole!!"
"Rhonda, if you leave now, and don't blow me, I'll deny
your husband the loan he needs. He'll be out of
business in a week. Now sit down." Watkins said calmly.
Rhonda glared at the older banker, and then sat back
down. "How can you do that?" Rhonda cried. "Don's never
done anything to you. He's hard working and a credit to
this town!"
"He, and you, are yuppie trash. You come to this town
thinking you're better than the local people. Well he
wants some of my money and I want you. I think its a
fair trade."
"I'll never do it! I'll tell your wife, I'll tell your
boss! You're crazy if you think I'm going to suck your
cock!!" She glared at him with hate in her eyes.
"Oh! You'll do a lot more then suck my cock. That's
just to start with. Over the course of the loan, six
months I believe, I'll have you wherever and whenever I
want. If you refuse at anytime, I'll call the loan. As
for telling my wife, she won't believe you. As for
telling my boss. This loan is iffy at best.
"I think your husband will do O.K. with it, but its
close. Prudent banking would deny the loan. My boss
will understand that. Then I'll sue your little ass off
for defamation of character. I'll own you! So Rhonda,
you little cunt, get over here, stop talking and start
sucking!" He laughed.
Rhonda was stunned. He had it all figured out. She
wanted so much to get out of there, but she wanted her
husband to get that loan. They needed the money. She
sat there thinking and thinking. As her predicament
sunk into her she whimpered. "If, I suck your cock now,
you'll give Don the loan?"
"Yes, then as added interest for this risky loan,
you'll put out for me whenever I want it. Now close and
lock the door and get over here and suck me off!"
Rhonda sat there with shock in her eyes. Slowly, she
realized she had no choice. She was going to do it. She
was going to do this for the husband she loved.
Reluctantly she got up, locked the door and turned to
face him. He was smiling triumphantly. As she slowly
walked towards him he said, "Take your blouse off."
Rhonda grimaced. She despised him and what she was
about to do. Her husband needed that loan. Slowly, she
unbuttoned her blouse, glaring at the banker with
unconcealed hatred. As the buttons became undone, she
held her blouse closed, hoping against hope for some
escape from the lecherous man before her.
"Quit stalling Rhonda, or I won't fuck you, I'll fuck
your husband!" Watkins sneered. Resigned to the
inevitable, Rhonda silently slipped her blouse from her
shoulders. She stood before the banker in her sexy,
lacy, skimpy white brassiere, her large firm breasts
barely concealed by the flimsy garment. Her tits pushed
against her brassiere, seeming to be trying to break
free.
"Get over here!" He ordered. Her heart was beating
rapidly as she approached Jim Watkins. When she came
behind his desk, Watkins slid his chair back away from
his desk. His pants were undone and his cock and balls
were exposed. His cock was long, thick and rock hard.
He smiled up at her with contempt.
"Get down on your knees in front of me and suck my
prick. Suck it good and your husband gets his loan.
Suck it bad and you're bankrupt."
Rhonda looked down at the hard prick. Watkins' pubic
hair was as gray as the hair on his head. She sank to
her knees before the half naked man. Watkins put a hand
on one of Rhonda bra encased tits. She was shocked.
Involuntarily, she backed away.
"NO, no, no!" Watkins laughed, "no titties, no loanie!"
Almost crying, Rhonda moved backed to him. Watkins put
his hand back on her breast. He squeezed it hard,
feeling her nipple become erect. He slipped his hand
inside of her brassiere, touching her bare tit flesh.
First, his palm pressed against Rhonda enlarged nipple.
Then, he tweaked it between his thumb and forefinger.
He kneaded her soft tit flesh as the stunned young
housewife kneeled before him obediently.
Watkins pushed her skimpy brassiere cup aside, exposing
Rhonda's milky white soft breast. He squeezed and
pinched her naked tit. Rhonda remained on her knees
before him, half dressed and in shock as his hand
worked on her breast. As he moved over to her other
tit, pushing her bra cup aside, she started to cry.
Watkins chuckled as he continued to feel her up. Then
he said, "Aahh poor little baby girl Rhonda. She needs
a pacifier, something to suck on. Come here baby, suck
on this!" He moved his hand to the back of her head and
pushed it down towards his erect cock.
"Please no!" She pleaded as his cock-head touched her
lips, "Please don't make me do this!"
"Shut up kid and start sucking! Do it now or your
husband's store is history!" The banker laughed.
Still crying, Rhonda reached up and took his cock-shaft
in her soft hand and began stroking it. Rhonda ran her
fingers up and down his hard cock-shaft. She thought if
she stroked it enough, he'd cum before she had to suck
him. She moved her hand to his balls and gently
caressed them.
"Quit stalling and suck my cock!" Watkins commanded.
Ashamed but knowing she had no choice, Rhonda moved her
face to his cock- head. She was revolted and her heart
was beating rapidly as her silky tongue tentatively
emerged from between her soft lips. Then, ever so
slowly, her tongue touched the underside of his cock.
Rhonda tasted the old banker's prick.
Unsure of herself, she licked cautiously at his hard
shaft, then, her lips caressed his prick. She licked
his cock from his cock-head to its root and back to his
cock-head. Still sobbing, she opened her mouth wide,
moved her lips to his cock-head and sucked the banker's
cock-meat into her warm, watery mouth.
Rhonda's soft, perfectly painted red lips closed around
the older man's long cock. She felt his prick begin to
enlarge as her tongue moved along the shaft. Rhonda
moved her head back and forth sucking as much of the
growing shaft into her throat as possible. Her moist,
watery mouth covered his cock shaft with hot saliva.
His mushroom shaped cock-head grew larger and more
resilient with each passing second. The rhythmic
sucking and milking of her soft velvety mouth made
Watkins' prick continue to enlarge. He was moving his
hips back and forth as her cock-sucking mouth aroused
him further. Her eyes were opened and she saw his gray
pubic hair inches from her cock-sucking lips. Finally,
his cock was fully erect. Rhonda had long since stopped
crying.
"Oh yeah Rhonda," Watkins panted, "Suck on that cock."
Rhonda found his words strangely exciting.
When Rhonda started to blow him, Watkins had taken his
hand from her breast. Now, as she continued to suck his
cock, Watkins slid his hand onto her chest and explored
her breasts. As she blew the banker, his fingers traced
her tit flesh, his fingers were rubbing and kneading
the proud erect knobs of her nipples. Then he palmed
her nipple.
Rhonda sucked harder, driven by his hands on her flesh,
pursing her lips tightly around his thick cock. He was
groaning as she continued to stroke the base of his
prick and suck on his cock-head. Then she took more of
his prick into her soft wet mouth.
Rhonda returned her mouth to the huge dick before her.
She licked and kissed the underside from the base of
his cock to its head. When her lips returned to his
cock-head, there were drops of pre-cum oozing out. She
licked around his piss-hole, scooping his pre-cum into
her mouth with her tongue and swallowing it. She licked
between his foreskin and his cock-head, then sucked his
cock-head into her mouth once again.
The cock-sucking act Rhonda was performing on the old
man was affecting her. Although she tried to
rationalize that this was not really sex, her nipples
were hard and erect, her brassiere push aside exposing
her naked tit flesh. She felt her pussy quivering and
throbbing, discharging hot cunt juices into her
panties. She was really getting into it, and now wanted
desperately to please the older banker. She wanted to
taste his cum.
Watkins was looking down on her, watching his cock
slide in and out of the married woman's mouth. He
watched her head bobbing back and forth as her lips
held his cock-shaft tightly and her tongue flicked
madly at the sensitive underside of his prick. He knew
she was getting into it, she was enjoying sucking him
off.
Although she was an experienced cocksucker, she had
trouble swallowing more than half of his large prick,
and continually alternated between sucking near the
head and kissing and licking further down from mid cock
to the base where her hand was gently stroking and
milking his shaft.
When her lips next neared the root, Watkins panted,
"suck my balls!" Rhonda complied. Still jerking his
cock-shaft with her hand she moved her mouth over to
his cum filled balls and licked at his scrotum sack.
Then she sucked one of his balls into her mouth along
with his gray curly pubic hair. His prick tasted of raw
sex. Her tongue and lips worked to devour his one cum
filled ball, then switched to the other.
When she thought she had sucked on his balls enough,
Rhonda kissed and licked each one gently before
returning her mouth to his cock-head. Watkins looked
down at her and watched his cock sliding in and out of
her mouth. As he felt up her tit, he was moaning and
moving his hips, trying to push more of his cock into
her mouth. He took his free hand and wrapped around
hers, showing Rhonda how he wanted her to jerk him off
into her mouth as she sucked him off.
After she was doing it the way he wanted, he pulled his
hand from her breast and put both his hands on her head
and held it still and then moved his cock in and out of
her throat, fucking her mouth. As his cock passed back
and forth between her lips, her tongue licked and
flicked at the underside of his prick. Her lips held
his cock tightly. Rhonda felt his cock getting bigger
and hotter.
Her eyes looked up at her student as she sucked his
cock. Watkins began fucking into her mouth faster and
faster, faster and faster. On each stroke, he pushed
more of his cock-meat down her throat then the previous
time. Her moist tender lips grasped tighter and tighter
around his glistening prick as her warm wet mouth took
more and more of his huge shaft.
After a few minutes, Watkins had his entire 10-inch
cock in Rhonda's mouth, her nose was buried in his
pubic hair. He then held her head steady, and pistoned
his entire cock-shaft rapidly in and out of her mouth
from his piss-hole to the root. He fucked her accepting
mouth for several minutes, driving his cock deep in her
throat.
Rhonda's hands were now holding his ass cheeks for dear
life, her mouth filled completely with the thick, long
mass of cock-meat. Her tongue licked and flicked along
the underside of his cock as he reamed it in and out of
her throat. Then, he grabbed her head by her long
blonde hair and roughly moved her head back and forth
along his prick as he continued to fuck into her cock
hungry mouth. Rhonda's panties were soaked with her
cunt juices which were flowing freely because of her
cock-sucking.
"Its time to eat my cum Rhonda!" Watkins panted as he
felt his balls swell in anticipation of bursting forth
with a heavy load of sticky white cum. Rhonda sucked
harder. Watkins knew it was nearly beyond his control,
that any second now it would be over. Only a few
seconds more... just a Rhonda's lovely young lips
tightly pursed around his aching cock, sucking
voraciously, trying to milk his cum from him. His body
straining to hold back the inevitable. A gasp broke
from his parched throat.
"NOW Rhonda, NOW!!" He screamed. His hands grabbed her
head and he shoved her hungrily sucking mouth down hard
onto his manically jerking cock. Finally, his prick
exploded in her mouth, filling it with his sperm.
Watkins's cum filled balls spurted three or four large
loads of their precious fluid in her mouth, Rhonda
continued sucking greedily as every drop emptied down
her throat. She tried to lick every moist bit of his
cum from the madly throbbing head of his cock. His hot
gooey semen tasted like heaven to her.
She tried to swallow it all, but some slipped from her
lips. He then pushed her head back and shot several
spurts of cum all over her face. Rhonda watched as his
cock jerked about wildly, ejaculating his hot load on
her face. His cum was in her eyes and on her nose.
Large globs of cum dripped down her cheeks.
Watkins put his prick back in Rhonda's mouth. Her lips
again tightly encircling his massive cock-shaft. He
continued moving her head back and forth as she
continued nibbling on his cock-head, sucking clean
every last drop of his life-giving sperm that she could
until he was completely drained. He left his big cock
inside of her mouth as it slowly softened.
"You're a pretty good cocksucker Rhonda." Watkins
observed as he pulled his now soft cock from her mouth
and put it back in his pants. Rhonda remained on her
knees before him, no longer in heat and stunned by what
she had just done. "Now, get up here and sit in my
lap!" He laughed.
Not knowing why he wanted her too, Rhonda got up and
obeyed.
Watkins reached over and picked up a stamp and gave it
to her. He pointed to a spot on her husband's loan
application. "Here!" He instructed. Rhonda stamped the
page, 'APPROVED'. "There, wasn't it worth it?" Watkins
laughed. Rhonda, still revolted by what he made her do,
just nodded, 'yes'.
Watkins laughed again and took the stamp from her. He
inked it up, then, holding each of her breasts, stamped
them 'APPROVED'. Rhonda was shocked, Watkins laughed
some more.
"Now get dressed and get out of here. I'll call your
husband tomorrow and tell him the good news. I think
you should throw a party Saturday night to celebrate.
I'll fuck you then. Dress sexy, especially under your
clothes. Understand?"
Rhonda nodded 'yes'. In a daze, she slipped off his
lap, repositioned her breasts in her brassiere, found
her blouse and put it on. "May I fix my make-up?" She
asked softly. Watkins nodded 'yes'. He watched as she
did.
When she got up to leave, Watkins asked, "what do you
say?"
Incensed, but knowing she didn't have a choice, Rhonda
answered "thank you."
Watkins laughed, "your very welcome!" And watched as
the pretty young housewife who had just sucked him off
for a loan, left his office.
Rhonda Stone's husband got the loan he needed. As Mr.
Watkins, the banker had instructed her when she blew
him in return for approving the loan, Rhonda Stone
threw a party to celebrate that weekend. A lot of
people showed up, crowding her home. Rhonda didn't see
Watkins and hoped he wasn't going to come. She knew
better. He had told her he was going to fuck her there.
Rhonda knew she had to submit to him or he would pull
the loan, bankrupting her husband.
An hour into the party, she saw him, standing with his
wife talking to a prominent local businessman. Watkins
eyed her, and beckoned her over. Rhonda obeyed.
"Hello Mrs. Stone!" He smiled. "Do you know my wife
Anne and Mr. Jones?" Rhonda shook her head no and
Watkins made the introductions. As the conversation
petered out after several minutes, Watkins took her
aside and said, "upstairs hallway in 5 minutes. NO
BULLSHIT!!" Rhonda nodded 'yes'.
She didn't want to do it, but was afraid of his power
over her husband's business. She was upstairs when she
was supposed to be. She waited several minutes before
Watkins came up. "Where's the bathroom?" He asked.
Rhonda pointed to it and he pushed her inside, locking
the door. "My, you look pretty!" He laughed gazing at
her young firm body in a low cut, short party dress,
"dressed up for me?"
Rhonda hated him but nodded yes.
"GOOD! and your undies?" He asked lifting the front of
the married woman's dress. She had on stockings, a
garter belt and sheer string bikini panties. "Good, you
do like your told!" He laughed. "Now take off your
panties!"
"In here!!" Rhonda was shocked.
"Just do it!" Watkins commanded. Rhonda obeyed, lifting
her dress and putting her hands under it to her waist,
she pushed her panties down and stepped out of them.
Her dress fell back down.
"Pick them up!" Rhonda bent over and retrieved her
panties. Watkins took them from her. He put his hands
on her waist, lifted her and sat her down on the sink.
He sat down on the toilet. "I want to taste you!"
Rhonda was shocked. She enjoyed being eaten, but by
this hateful old man?
"Lift you dress!" She obeyed. Watkins turned to her,
parted her long shapely legs and stared at her naked
cunt. It was beautiful, covered with soft blonde hair,
barely hiding the moist, pink line of her young cunt
slit, perfectly framed by the lacy garter belt.
He took a deep breath of her cunt odor, savoring its
smell. Then he extended his tongue and took his first
taste of Rhonda Stone's luscious cunt. The flat of his
tongue swept between her widespread cunt lips and
brought an involuntary gasp from her throat.
Almost against her will, her hand moved behind her head
and she tilted herself down so she could watch
directly. His mouth glued itself to her pussy lips and
he sucked hard, letting his tongue curl deep into her
moist cuntal passage and then twitch as her interior
muscles closed around it. He worked it around then out,
seeking the tip of her clit and teasing it, then
nipping lightly, expertly with his teeth.
Watkins lapped like a crazed man at her clit. Rhonda
moaned
and squirmed in revulsion on the sink. He moved to her
open cunt slit and took deep penetrating licks of her
glistening cunt. He tongue fucked her hard and deep. He
continued to lick and suck, driving the married woman
wild with his thrusting tongue. He loved the way her
silken thighs clenched around his face knowing she
loved the way he sucked her cunt, even if she didn't.
Her juices flowed freely from her pulsing cunt into his
mouth.
"Nooo, please don't! Please stop!" She sobbed. But they
both knew she didn't mean it. Even if she did, Watkins
didn't care. She was flailing her hips wildly as he
continued to slaver at her wet throbbing cuntal slit.
The tormenting wet licking kept on and she heard the
lewd "slurp-slurp-slurp" of his tongue licking against
her most secret parts even above the wild pounding of
her heart.
***
Rhonda could hardly believe that it was really her,
sitting on her bathroom sink with a near stranger,
debasing herself, letting him lick her pussy. It was
something she never would have dreamed possible. But
then it started. Almost imperceptivity at first.
"OH NO!! This can't be!!" She screamed to herself.
She had begun to feel them... little wisps of forbidden
pleasure beginning to swirl around inside the depths of
her hot, throbbing pussy. She was beginning to enjoy
this lascivious licking by this man. She couldn't
believe the change that had come over her body. She
tried to suppress her pleasure, but she couldn't stop
herself from crying out in obvious passion when Watkins
again took the rigid little bud of her clit between his
teeth and began to titillate it with his tongue.
"Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" She gasped repeatedly,
arching her back off the sink, forcing her helplessly
aroused pussy against the tremendous, pleasure giving
thrusts of Watkins' diligently working tongue. Her
whole shameless writhing body seemed on fire now. She
didn't care who was doing it to her. Rhonda just wanted
to cum!
Watkins pressed his face deeper into the steamy morass
of the impassioned young wife's cunt. He began to jab
his tongue at the wet contracting circle of her eager
quivering cuntal orifice, feeling the greedily sucking
motions of her pussy walls trying to pull it into the
dark, heated depths of her tight young cunt.
Suddenly, he stiffened his wet, slashing tongue and
rammed it as deep as it would go into the hot pulsating
passage between her wildly thrashing legs.
"Aaaaggghhhh!" She moaned. Rhonda nearly went insane
from the expert tongue fucking. Her excited quivering
cunt walls clung to his long darting tongue. Her naked
round hips and ass quivered and shook with the
vibrations which spasmed throughout her pelvis.
"Oh yeah! YES! YESSS! Do it to me! Lick my pussy! Make
me cum! Just a little more and I'll make it! PLEASE!"
She heard her words but couldn't believe she was saying
them. She was completely uninhibited and aroused now,
every nerve ending tensed and poised for the
bittersweet agony of completion. Almost there, she felt
his tongue move deeper up her cunt one more time,
licking savaging away.
"Ohhh YES! I'M CUMMINGGG!!" She chanted mindlessly as
her passion deranged hips began to grind against
Watkins' half-hidden face in her convulsing cunt. Her
cuntal walls milked greedily on his thick thrusting
tongue. her hands dropped to entwine themselves in his
gray hair in an effort to force his head even further
between her lewdly spread legs. Never before had Rhonda
experienced such a wildly exciting rapture. As he
continued to tongue-fuck her hot convulsing pussy, she
found even more new frenzies of pleasure.
Finally, he was finished. Watkins' tongue stopped
licked her cunt and he slowly pulled his head back,
staring at her hot swollen cunt lips. As the tremors in
her satiated body began to subside, the pleasure he had
just given her made Rhonda ashamed of herself. Trying
to catch her breath, she sat there, her dress up around
her waist, awaiting his orders. She closed her legs in
embarrassment.
Watkins got up. "Clean yourself up, then go downstairs
and mingle with your guests. Be back here in ten
minutes."
"May I have my panties?" Rhonda asked meekly.
"You don't need them." Watkins laughed. "Now get
ready!" Frustrated, Rhonda slipped off the sink, her
dress falling down to cover her pussy. She didn't say a
word as she used a towel to clean her legs of her pussy
juices and his saliva. As she left he said again, "ten
minutes."
Watkins used the time to wash his face. he smiled at
himself in the mirror, knowing he had brought the young
married woman off, even against her will. In ten
minutes she was back.
"Where's your bedroom?" He asked and followed her as
she showed him. They went inside. "Lay down on the
bed!" When she obeyed, he said, "lift your dress!"
Again she obeyed, exposing her naked cunt to his
lecherous eyes. Now spread your legs! WIDE!" Rhonda
began to sob softly as she submitted to the older man.
She knew he was going to fuck her and she couldn't stop
him. He gazed down at her pulsating cunt, pantiless,
framed by her lacy garter belt and stockings. It was
still wet, red and swollen from the tongue fucking he
has just given her minutes before.
"My turn!" He laughed, undoing his pants, exposing his
rock hard cock and getting down between her luscious
silky legs. He lay down on top of her, forgoing any
preliminaries. "Put it in!" He commanded.
"Please don't!!" Rhonda started to cry.
"Do as you're told!" He commanded.
Protesting again to no avail, Rhonda reached down and
grasped his long thick cock guiding it to her moist
cuntal opening. Watkins felt the tickle of her pussy
hair on his cock-head as he pushed forward into the
creamy folds of her luscious cunt. Watkins laughed at
her as his prick slowly penetrated Rhonda's cunt.
"GOD! NO! NO! PLEASE NO!!" Rhonda cried as she felt the
first harsh pressure of his fat cock against her once
virtuous cuntal opening. But she could not resist the
older white haired banker. Against her will, as she
continued to cry no, her legs spread even further apart
to receive even more of Watkins's thick cock-meat into
her steamy hot pussy as he slowly pushed further and
further into her. Her cuntal canal expanded almost to
its limit as Watkins's thick cock pushed deeper into
Rhonda.
Watkins's chest crushed down on her breasts. He bit and
licked her neck. Rhonda sobbed softly begging the older
man to stop. Ever so slowly, he pushed his prick
further inside of the subjugated housewife's pussy. His
hands were on her hips guiding the movement of her cunt
just the way he wanted it. She whimpered in bittersweet
agony as his huge cock-head fucked deeper into her,
stretching the tight little slit of her cunt until
Rhonda felt as though her belly would rip and her
thighs tear apart from the relentless fucking pressure
of the old man's huge cock.
Rhonda felt the thick prick inch its way up her tight
wet pussy. He continued to ever so slowly fuck his
thick cock up Rhonda's cunt. "No! No!" She sobbed
softly as Watkins pushed his cock further up into her
defenseless pussy. Her cunt was slick from the tongue
fucking he had given her minutes before and it readily
opened to receive his hard prick. In seconds Watkins
had the entire length of his prick up Rhonda's cunt,
their pubic bones ground together. Watkins held his
cock totally within her cunt for several seconds.
"Oh god this can't be, this can't be!" Rhonda sobbed as
she lay beneath the older man, moaning in revulsion yet
sweet, sweet agony, completely skewered by his thick
rigid shaft so totally inside the depths of her
throbbing cunt. Watkins held his thick impaling cock
deep inside her warm clasping cunt for a moment,
flexing it only slightly before beginning a slow
withdrawal. Her tight pussy membrane clung tenaciously
to his cock-shaft as he pulled out. When just his lust
swollen cock-head was still enclosed in her pussy, he
thrust forward again.
"AAAgggghhh...oh... oh god...oh god. Ooh no, n...
yes... YES!" She groaned as she felt her cunt again
betray her and the seeds of another orgasm begin to
develop deep in her cunt. Once more he plunged fully up
her tight cuntal opening. He grinned to himself as he
found her openly spread cunt beginning to accustom
itself to his fat hard shaft which was so deeply
embedded in it.
His fingers tightened on the soft white flesh of her
hips, and then he began to establish a slow in and out
fucking rhythm, driving his lust inflated prick hard
and deep into her gradually widening vagina. He then
pulled his cock out again with the same smooth
movement. As he slowly pistoned his cock in and out of
her now wanting cunt, Rhonda began to respond.
Then the older man fucked the her hard and fast. Her
voluptuously quivering body, with a liberating
tightening of her cunt around his cock, was now moving
in unison with Watkins's smooth pussy fucking cock-
strokes. Her legs reached up and locked behind his
back, and her arms pulled him down closer and closer on
top of her. He felt her rock hard nipples through her
blouse and bra crushing into his chest. Rhonda's wildly
writhing cunt flowered open to engulf every inch of his
wonderful pistoning cock.
She was moaning and squirming in passion now, not
crying but screaming "Yes, Yes, fuck me harder, fuck me
harder! Fuck me, FUCK ME!!! I want it! I want it so
much! KEEP FUCKING ME!! JUST A LITTLE MORE AND I'LL
CUM!!"
Watkins was working hard with long, smooth strokes that
brought his massive cock almost all the way out of
Rhonda's wet clasping cunt on the backstroke and the
thrust forward into her until he could feel and hear
the heavy smacking slap of his cum filled balls against
her ass. Her hot body beneath him was twisting and
writhing in reckless abandon, low animalistic moans
rummaging from deep down her throat as she accepted her
fate.
As he fucked her, Watkins called Rhonda obscene names.
Bitch, Cunt, Slut, Whore. She answered yes to them all.
"Oooohhmmmm," She mewed between passion clenched teeth
as she felt new waves of pleasure coursing through her
cock impaled cunt.
"Cum inside of me! Cum in my cunt. I want your hot cum
in my pussy." Rhonda groaned, now barely able to speak
from being fucked totally into sweet submission. She
was meeting his every thrust. She was moving her cunt
muscles, trying to milk the cum from his hard fucking
prick. She hands were on his ass, trying to push him
deeper and deeper inside of her cunt.
"Don't stop! Don't stop! Please, please, let me cum.
PLEASE LET ME CUM!" She screamed. Watkins wasn't about
to stop. He was almost there and was going to give her
his load.
Rhonda was soaked in sweat from the long hard fucking
he gave her. Finally, after more than half an hour of
non stop cunt stretching fucking, he reached the moment
he had been waiting for and her grateful cum receiving
cunt flowered open to take his hot load.
Watkins thrust in hard and deep one final time and
suddenly felt his own white-hot fiery cum shoot wildly
out from the tip of his exploding cock. It jetted far,
far up into the hidden recesses of Rhonda's
ecstatically quivering belly. He began to shoot his cum
deep inside of Rhonda's cunt, filling her pussy with
his sperm.
The feel on his seed spurting into her cunt was what
Rhonda needed to finally cum. She began to shake
uncontrollably as a devastating orgasm tore through her
body. "YES! YES! YESSS!" She screamed as she thrashed
about under the weight of the older man above her, his
cock still thrusting back and forth in her cock. She
rode his ejaculating prick, bucking furiously as the
walls of her thoroughly conquered cunt rippled in
thrilling orgasm.
As Watkins's cum kept discharging into Rhonda's pussy,
she flexed her cunt muscles, trying to milk every drop
from him. "Thank you, thank you," she moaned, "give me
all your cum!" She moved her pelvis upward once more
again to catch the full force of his jerking, pumping
cock as it continued to spew out the full load of his
hot seething sperm into her greedily drinking vagina.
Her legs wrapped tighter and tighter around his waist
as her body shook uncontrollably from the orgasm he had
given her. Watkins's churning balls seemed to erupt
like a violent volcano and emitted a white- hot stream
of boiling cum which burned into every crease and
crevice of Rhonda's pussy and set new fire to her
belly. She kissed his neck and his chest. She dug her
fingernails into his soft ass cheeks trying to get him
to keep fucking her, to give her more cum. She was
bathed in his sweat and her own.
Heart pounding, her eyes rolled back until only the
whites were visible. Rhonda groaned in heat and Watkins
grunted as the copulating pair jerked their hot bodies
in mutual orgasm.
Finally his cock had shot all of its cum into Rhonda's
cunt. He stayed on top of her as his cock slowly
softened inside of Rhonda's pussy. When he was finished
he laid on top of her. Rhonda slowly unwrapped her legs
from his waist. She was exhausted from the incredible
fucking she had just received from the older man above
her.
Watkins rolled off the well fucked housewife. He moved
his cum coated cock up to her mouth and told her to
lick it clean. She did. He got off the bed and
straightened his clothes.
As he was combing his hair he said. "You get cleaned up
and get downstairs. Your guests must be looking for
you. I'm not done with you yet. I'll tell you later
where and when." He left the bedroom, leaving the
blonde housewife still laying on her bed, dress up over
her cunt, his cum oozing out of her pussy.
Rhonda laid there for several minutes, reliving what
just happened. Slowly she admitted to herself that that
was the best fuck she ever had. She still felt ashamed,
but she knew she loved it.
She got up and cleaned herself up. Re-doing her make-
up, putting on an fresh pair of panties and
straightening her clothes.
Downstairs, the party was in full swing. Nobody seemed
to miss her -- to her relief. She began making the
rounds again, entertaining and making small talk. Over
an hour later, Watkins, came over to her and chatted
with her and her husband as if nothing had happened
between them.
When they were alone he asked, "where does your husband
keep that red corvette of his?"
"In the garage, through the kitchen door. Why?"
"Meet me there in ten minutes." He left her. Rhonda
couldn't understand why he asked that question, but in
ten minutes, she was in the garage. He was there,
standing near the sports car with a can of motor oil in
his hand. He motioned her over. She obeyed.
"Drop to your knees and take my cock out of my pants."
Rhonda looked at him, hoping this would end. When she
saw he meant it, she slithered down and unzipped his
pants. She reached inside the opening and found his
cock. It was hard as a rock, again. She carefully took
his cock from his pants and stared at his massive cock-
meat. Involuntarily, she was stroking it.
"Get up and bend over the hood of the car," he
commanded.
Rhonda stood up, turned and bent over. Her breasts
crushed onto the metal of her car. When she complied he
said. "Lift your skirt up around your waist."
Rhonda was confused. "Don't you want me to blow you?"
She asked, amazed at his order.
"Don't speak. Just do as you are told. NOW!"
Rhonda hiked her skirt up to her waist and held it
there. She was humiliated beyond words. To her
amazement, she felt her cunt juices dripping into her
little panties. Watkins looked at her firm, round ass.
it was barely covered by her little white panties, and
that lacy white garter belt attached tightly to her
black stockings. He reached over and touched her ass
cheeks. He squeezed and pinched them. Then he put his
hand inside and played with her bare ass. His other
hand was in the small of her back, holding her down on
the hood of her car.
His finger moved to her asshole and he started to work
it inside of her. "Please, don't!" She squealed.
Watkins stopped.
She was thankful. But then he pulled her panties down
and told her to step out of them. When she did, he
picked them from the garage floor, walked to the other
side of the hood, and shoved her panties into her
mouth, gagging her. He got back behind her. His
returned to her asshole, again, pushing her down hard
on the metal hood of her car with one hand, and working
his finger inside of her now naked asshole with the
other. Rhonda moaned in humiliation into her panties.
The deeper his finger went inside her asshole the
hotter he got. He spread her ass cheeks, took some of
the motor oil, and lubricated her ass pucker with it.
Then he fucked her ass with his long finger. She
couldn't see what was happening but felt it and knew
what he was doing. Finally, Watkins moved his hard
prick to the opening of Rhonda's ass and pushed his
thick cock-head inside her asshole.
Rhonda screamed into her panties in agony as her ass
was violated by this pillar of the community. She had
never been fucked there before. The motor oil provided
little lubrication. Slowly and methodically, deeper and
deeper he fucked into her. He held her hips and moved
her the way he wanted.
Finally, he cock was fully inside her ass. He humped in
and out of her ass, his heavy gray haired balls
slapping against her cunt, alternately moving his hips
and then hers. He fucked her ass relentlessly, not
caring at all about her, just satisfying his own animal
need. He loved humiliating this young beautiful
housewife. Until he let her go, she belonged to him.
Rhonda was in pain. She was crying and frightened. She
was sure his prick would split her open. But she was
also excited by being used and degraded by this man.
Her ass was on fire, but so was her cunt. She found
that she was sucking her cunt juices from her panties
as he continued to fuck her ass unmercifully. She was
humping back on his cock. He let go of her hips and let
her push back on his cock.
He started to slap her ass cheeks as he fucked her. He
kept fucking her asshole and slapping her ass cheeks.
Then he just stood there while Rhonda pushed her ass
back and forth, stroking his cock with her ass canal.
She squeezed his cock with her ass muscles. Now she was
moaning into her panties in passion, not pain.
He grabbed her hips again and pushed as far into her
ass as he could, then began to spurt gobs and gobs of
hot sticky cum up Rhonda's hot ass. Rhonda came to. His
cum provided more lubrication and he continued to slid
his cock in and out of her as her ass muscles squeezed
every last drop of cum from his cock.
Watkins left his cock in Rhonda's asshole until it got
soft and slid out. He let go of her. "Turn around and
get back on your knees before me Rhonda." He ordered.
Rhonda was weak from the incredible fucking her ass
just took. Slowly she got up and turned. Her dress fell
down, covering her naked cunt. She got down on her
knees. He pulled her panties from her mouth. He moved
his cock to her lips and said, "Lick it clean."
Rhonda was in a sexual daze. She opened her mouth and
put her tongue on his cock. She licked it, tasting his
cum and her shit. Rhonda licked his cock, and then
sucked it into her mouth. She wanted to taste it all.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Put my cock
away," he said.
Rhonda put his prick back in his pants.
"I'll call you when I want you again," he said as he
left the garage.
Rhonda got a towel and wiped his cum and the motor oil
from her asshole. She slipped into her panties and
straightened her clothes. As she re-entered the party.
Watkins was leaving with his wife. Rhonda wondered what
else he had in store for her over the course of that
god forsaken loan.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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