Jo Dawg - Lust with a Lady tonight

"Shall we go find Emilio and suggest it?"

Celeste smiled, her cunt already dripping with new juice; juices of anticipation. "It might even be better with this one," she said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah. She's a virgin. She hasn't been with a man before, either."

"How could you tell?"

"I could feel her hyman with the tip of my tongue."

"Jesus, you crazy bastard."

"Don't do that."

"What?"

"Don't ever call me crazy."

"All right," Holly said. "Okay, Emilio. Just don't try to jam that hamhock you call a fist up my cunt!"

He smiled and more drool ran from the side of his lips. "My cockhead's almost as big."

She nodded. "Yeah, baby, I know it is. But there is a difference and, believe me, my pussy knows it. Now play with my cunt, but do it gentle!"

He reached between her legs and rammed two fingers up her cunt. "Like that?" He giggled.

A giggle sounded stupid coming from his hulking frame.

"Not quite, but better." She was licking cum from the end of his cock. Now and then she would wrap her lips around the head and grunt. Her jaws ached. She could barely get her mouth wide enough to get the head of his dick inside. "Jesus, you're big."

"Yeah, ain't I? Your pussy's soakin' wet."

"'Cause I'm hot."

"That's obvious."

"I need it."

"What?"

"Your cock… I want it."

Her body was quivering like a leaf in the wind under his touch. Her tits were on fire, as was her cunt under the rough manipulations of his fingers.

"Tell me," he growled in her ear.

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me what you want."

Holly clenched her fists and shivered. "Ohhhh, you're really enjoying this, aren't you? Nothing blows your cool, does it!"

"Not when I got a cunt with a body and face like yours hot for my meat."

"Maybe, just maybe, I've decided I don't want to fuck you after all, Emilio." She raised her head, looked straight into his eyes, and slowly folded her arms across the bulges of her tits.

He grabbed her upper arms in his strong hands. She let her arms fall from in front of her. He jerked her close and pressed his mouth onto hers, hard. Shivering, she let her lips go soft. They sagged open and his tongue plunged in to flog the warm, wet interior of her mouth. She let him feel the return caress of her own quivery tongue.

When he released her, he vaulted up to his knees between her spread thighs. Though his balls were directly above her cunt, the head of his giant cock dripped cum in the space just below her tits.

God, she thought, it must take two quarts of his blood just to get that fucking thing up!

"Beautiful cock," she groaned.

He eased his body down to cover hers. She cupped her breasts in her hands and held them out to his eager mouth.

He was kneeling between her legs now and as he kissed the swollen, throbbing tips she held out to him, his hands found the soft warmth of her inner thighs and began to move. One worked on her silky warm skin, circling, massaging, and the other drove through the hair to touch the boiling moistness of her inner cunt.

Holly groaned as his hands and mouth worked at her willing flesh, tasting and feeling the lust that filled her body. Almost immediately, he felt her opening and dosing on his hand as she pushed one tit into his mouth and the other against his cheek.

Emilio lifted her and sat down with one leg on each side of the mattress, his thighs widely spread and his prick jerking impatiently between them.

He pulled her up over his thighs until her tits were against his face and her cuntal slit hovered, dripping, over his cock.

"Sure you don't want my meat up your ass?"

She looked straight into his face and saw the sadistic grin she knew so well. God, how she hated him. But, God, how she loved that cock. "No, dammit, I told you last time…"

"Okay, okay. Then put it where you want it!" She reached down between them and grabbed his meat. It was impossible. With her hands clasped, she could hardly touch her fingertips around it. With her whole body shaking in anticipation, she guided the huge cockhead to the gaping mouth of her cunt. She took a deep breath. "Fuck me!"

She groaned as he took her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed. His cockhead parted her unresisting cunt lips. Tentatively, she moved her hips around and around. She felt him start to slide into her.

It hurt. She was still tender down there.

He was huge. A giant. Bigger than any dick that had ever been in her.

She let her weight go and tried to relax. His cock was splitting her. She closed her eyes, ground her teeth together, and took another few inches into her belly. He was hurting her, filling her pussy with pain. But she wanted it. She wanted his cock.

She completely let herself go and felt all his huge length of meat fill her cunt. She forgot the pain and concentrated on the fat cock. She looked down and smiled when she saw only the base of his thick tool, jerking like a hammering piston at the top of her slit.

"You're in me," she sighed.

"Damn near all of it," he said. "All right?"

"Yeah… fuck me… fuck my pussy!"

Slowly, he began to fuck. She watched the long rod, slippery with juice from her cunt, glide out, then bore smoothly back into the depths of her swollen pussy. She felt the hot tip open the tight, inner folds, then felt the folds come together as he pulled back for another stab.

The discomfort had long since passed to be replaced with a wanton pleasure that was rapidly taking control of her body and senses. Her leg muscles were working freely, moving without volition as she bounced up and down on his pulsing shaft in a race for satisfaction. She felt his mouth still on her fleshy, upthrust tits, moving from one to the other, and she closed her eyes as low moans of delight rumbled in her throat.

There was no longer any thought left in her mind except the delightful pleasure of being impaled by Emilio's long, hard cock.

He stroked his tool up and down, in and out of her heated pussy, suddenly thrusting with longer, harder strokes that drew his cock nearly out of her tightly sucking cunt on the outward move, and then plunging upward into her gaping pussy until he felt her widespread anal crevice pressing into his sperm-bloated balls again.

With a guttural moan, he lowered his right hand, and his fingertips traced down the tightened flesh of her ass cheek until he found the small, puckering mouth of her moistened asshole.

"Okay? Okay if I do that?"

"Yes," Holly cried. "Yes, I don't give a shit!"

"I got a big finger."

"Go ahead, Dammit!" She ground her tits against his chest and lifted her ass for him. "Do any fucking thing you want to do. Only don't take that beautiful cock out of my pussy!"

"Take it, baby," he growled. "Take it in both holes!"

Holly moaned, but deep inside she felt only a masochistic joy. Her anal muscles nibbled and sucked at his outstretched finger, as if to pull it deep inside her bowels. "Yessssss! Do it! Do it to me!" she wailed.

He listened to her gurgling moans and thrust his finger even harder up into her tight asshole. He worked it around inside, stretching the hot rubbery softness wider and wider.

"Now you're with it, baby," he sighed. "You're really with it."

"I know… I know," she cooed in his ear, mashing and rubbing her heavy, hot breasts into the wiry hair on his chest. "I love it… it's fantastic… both holes… both at once. Oh, shit, don't stop… don't ever stop! I love it, Emilio, I love your fucking!"

God, Holly thought, how in the hell had she taken it the first time? She must have been doped or drunk. But take it she had. And flow, even though she detested him and she was afraid of him, she had kept coming back for more. She couldn't do without his meat anymore. It was the only cock that could satisfy her.