Wrath White - Succulent Prey

"No. There has to be more than that. There's so much pain everywhere.

Something has to make al that pain worthwhile and sex is the only thing strong enough to justify al the shit we go through. You know? Pain is so strong that just a little bit of it can fuck up your whole day. You could be at fucking

Disneyland having the time of your life and then you get menstrual cramps, or some asshole cal s you fat, or you see something that reminds you of how fucked up your childhood was, and that quick, your entire day is ruined. You just want to rol over and die. Sex is the only thing strong enough to make you forget about the pain. I mean you can fuck when every muscle in your body is sore if the sex is good enough. You can lose yourself in it. At the moment of orgasm nothing else exists in al the world but your pussy and his dick."

"Yes. Yes." Joe felt as if he was at church listening to religious testimonials, hearing al his deepest beliefs reaffirmed. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse and ran his hands over Alicia's breasts, squeezing her hard nipples until she gasped. He leaned down to kiss her throat and could not restrain himself from biting her shoulder as he felt the passion build in him. He could taste the very essence of her in the salty perspiration glistening on her moonlit flesh. Her soul was so alive. It had known such pain and such ecstasy. It was like tasting a dozen people rather than one. This was a woman who had lived. Her life was ful and rich, tragic and passionate. Joe wanted to feel that life fil ing him.

"Hold me, Joe. Make the pain go away. Make it al go away."

Joe watched as she unzipped his pants and pul ed out his engorged penis. He pul ed her close to him, hugging her tight while she stroked his cock and wept quietly. When he released her she smiled at him and then lowered her thick satin-soft lips down to his manhood, sliding the entire organ down her throat. Her tongue twirled around the head of his cock as she bobbed her head up and down on it, bringing him so maddeningly close to orgasm that he almost broke her neck trying to wrestle free of her mouth before he came. When she looked up at him with concern and a tinge of fear from the rough treatment, he kissed her passionately and reassured her. He unzipped her jeans and slid a hand down her pants into the moistness between her thighs.

"I don't want to cum that way. Not yet. I want to give everything to you. I want to make you cum a dozen times. Then I'l cum."

Joe always knew the right things to say to a woman. His predatory instincts were perfectly in tune with his chosen prey. She relaxed and smiled at him. Of course it could have just been the fact that he now had her clitoris swol en to the size of a grape and she was just seconds from cumming herself. Joe had a feeling that the taxi driver was beating off in the front seat. He could hear him breathing heavily. He didn't mind, though. Joe wasn't shy; he just pretended to be to set the ladies at ease. It was stupid, real y. How many truly shy guys would've been walking around a sex club with their dicks in their hands, beating off while fol owing a beautiful woman from one room to the next? A shy person would at least have put his cock back in his underwear before he tapped her on her shoulder and introduced himself.

Joe kissed his way down her cleavage and sucked on her swol en nipples. He shuddered at the taste of her skin, imagining biting through to the tender fat and muscle beneath. He wanted her now. Joe pul ed away quickly, breathing hard as the hunger raged inside him. He was having a hard time control ing himself. He liked this girl with eyes like a wounded child. He didn't want to hurt her but the monster was awake now and it was off the chain.

They pul ed up to the old downtown apartment building and Joe paid the taxi driver.

Joe and Alicia walked into the building and quickly took the elevator upstairs. Joe made her turn toward the wal as they stood in the elevator so that he could stare at her ass and rub his hands over it.

"You like that, don't you, baby?"

"I love it. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

The doors opened with a whoosh that fil ed the musty elevator with the acrid smel of urine and cat hair.

"The old lady next door has about a dozen cats that piss and shit on everything. Please excuse the smel."

"Just as long as your place doesn't smel like that," she said, looking uncertain. How could he live in this hovel? she thought.

He bent and kissed her deeply, crushing her breasts against his rock-hard stomach as he sucked the breath from her throat. She had forgotten al about the smel by the time he unlocked the door to his apartment.

Joe scooped Alicia up into his arms the minute they entered the apartment and carried her into the bedroom, kissing and biting her neck, lips, and cheeks.

"Whoa! Slow down, kil er."

"What?"

"Let's get to know each other a little, okay?"

Joe didn't understand. Just minutes ago she had seemed ready to fuck him right there in the cab and now she wanted smal talk?

"What do you want to know?"

The beautiful Spanish woman looked him up and down. He was nearly perfect, she thought to herself.

"First, why did you pick me? I mean, there were better-looking women there than me."

"No, there weren't. I've never seen a more beautiful woman than you," Joe said, dropping his eyes down to her feet and sweeping them back up again to her face.

Alicia knew that she had a pretty face. Ever since she'd been a kid she'd heard over and over again how irresistible she'd be if she lost some of that fat.

Alicia noticed one of Joe's paintings on the wal. It was a portrait of the librarian with her back turned and her enormous buttocks fil ing the canvas.

"Did you paint that?" she asked, looking around at al the paint and canvas that littered the floor of the apartment.

"Yes. She's beautiful, isn't she?"

"What are you, a chubby chaser? You got a thing for big mammas?"

"I like al types of women. Why do you think you aren't attractive?"

"Look, man, I know why guys go after girls like me. You think maybe you'l get more out of me in bed. You think I'l try to overcompensate for my weight by being a freak for you and letting you treat me like a whore and you know, you might be right. I'm sure I fuck better than most of those skinny bitches. But it's not because I expect you to love me. I don't expect to ever see you again after tonight. I fuck because I enjoy it. I want to fuck you because you're gorgeous and you have a big dick. Now, why do you want to fuck me?"

"Because I like your ass. I love your ass!

And I like the way you walk. You walk like a woman who's sure of herself, who knows what she wants and what she can get. I like your beautiful eyes and your sexy lips. I like the way you look at me. There's so much pain in your eyes. It makes me want to make you happy. It makes me want to do anything for you." For a moment Joe thought she was about to cry. There was so much more he could have added but he didn't want to scare her off.

"Yeah, I've been hurt. I've been hurt a lot."

"Let me kiss it and make it better." Joe ran his hands up into her hair and drew her close. He kissed her so deeply that he stole her breath.

"My God!" Alicia exclaimed as Joe laid her on the bed and ripped out of his own clothing. His body was a work of art. His abdominal muscles were stacked like masonry bricks beneath a chest like two concrete slabs. His arms were knotted with thick venous muscles and his penis was swol en. Alicia licked her lips and again dove for his huge cock, sucking it down her throat with practiced ease. Joe shuddered with pleasure and al owed himself to enjoy the wonders of her talented tongue swirling around the head of his bloated organ and then down between his bal s. He was dangerously close to Cumming when he pul ed her back. She stared at him with her thick bee-stung lips pouting like a spoiled child.