Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Loan  (MF, mdom, forced sex)[1/2]
Date: 24 Sep 1995 01:16:44 GMT

			 Cunt For Collateral
			       Part One

	"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 fifties. He was always
making passes at the twenty-seven 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, 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 it's 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 you
telling my boss. This loan is iffy. I think your husband will do O.K.
with it, but it's 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, "ahh 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 cockhead 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 cockshaft in her
soft hand and began stroking it. Rhonda ran her fingers up and down
his hard cockshaft. 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 cockhead to its root and back to his cockhead. Still sobbing,
she opened her mouth wide, moved her lips to his cockhead and sucked
the banker's cockmeat 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 cover his cock shaft with hot saliva. His mushroom
shaped cockhead 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 cocksucking mouth aroused him further. Her eyes were
opened and she saw his gray pubic hair inches from her cocksucking
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 cockhead.
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 cockhead, there were drops of pre-cum
oozing out. She licked around his pisshole, scooping his pre-cum into
her mouth with her tongue and swallowing it. She licked between his
foreskin and his cockhead, then sucked his cockhead into her mouth
once again.

	The cocksucking 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 cockshaft 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 cockshaft 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
cockhead. 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
cockmeat 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 ten-inch cock in
Rhonda's mouth, her nose was buried in his pubic hair. He then held
her head steady, and pistoned his entire cockshaft rapidly in and out
of her mouth from his pisshole 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 cockmeat. 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 cocksucking.

	"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 maniacally
jerking cock. Finally, his prick exploded in her mouth, filling it
with his sperm. Watkins' 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 cockshaft. He continued moving her head
back and forth as she continued nibbling on his cockhead, 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, "You're 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 five 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 you're 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 your 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.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Loan (MF, mdom, forced sex)[2/2]
Date: 24 Sep 1995 01:38:13 GMT

			      The Loan
			       Part Two

	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 imperceptibly 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! Aaaaggghhh! Oh... ! OHHHH!!!" 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! I'm cumming!!! 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, pantyless, 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 laid
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 cockhead as he pushed forward
into the creamy folds of her luscious cunt. Watkins laughed at her as
his prick slowly penetrated Rhonda's cunt.

	"Gooooodddd! NO!! NO!! PLEASE NOOOOO!!!!" 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' thick
cockmeat into her steamy hot pussy as he slowly pushed further and
further into her. Her cuntal canal expanded almost to its limit as
Watkins' thick cock pushed deeper into Rhonda.

	Watkins' 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 cockhead 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
laid 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 cockshaft as he pulled out. When just his
lust swollen cockhead was still enclosed in her pussy, he thrust
forward again.

	"AAAgggghhh... oh... oh god... oh God... oh no. no... 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,
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' 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.

	"Oooohhhh... mmmmmmnnnnn... yesssss... " 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 CUMM!!!" 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!! YESS!!! YESSSS!!!"
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' 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' 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 digging 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 seem 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 cockmeat.
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 cockhead 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, 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.