Gale Grayson - Door-to-door sex-girl

She heard the sigh of cloth on skin and knew that he had taken off his trousers. Twisting her head around, she saw him remove his shorts, releasing the massiveness of his lust-hardened cock to her awe-stricken eyes. She gasped. My God! It's so big! Her eyes rounded in surprise. Arthur caught her look and chortled gloatingly, "Admiring my prick?"

"No-no!" She straightened her head so that she couldn't see it.

"Don't kid me, baby! You had to see it, didn't you? You had to see it, because you're curious… and because you probably wanted to compare it with your husband's… What's his name?"

"Leon!" she said. "My husband's name is Leon!"

He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out for her, his fingers gently tracing the outlines of her nakedly alluring contours, lightly drawing them down over her back and across the swelling, softly pliant moons of her buttocks; down over her smoothly tapered thighs he moved, allowing them to drift back up the soft, satin flesh of her faintly trembling inner thighs to the twin protuberances of her smooth white bottom. He paused to knead and caress the warmth of her unblemished flesh, his fingers, gentle and light the instant before, now suddenly hard and brutal as they dug in hard to leave welts on her ass cheeks.

Again she moaned, partly in pain and partly in uncontrollable, rising passion.

"Yeah, baby, you've got it, all right! You've really got it!" he breathed.

"Oh, God, Art… why don't you just go ahead… a-and do it to me! I-I won't tell anybody that y-you… forced me to…"

Hartman cut her off in mid-sentence. "I'm not forcing you to do anything! You're doing it because you want to… and don't you ever forget it!" His voice was harsh.

"B-but I'm not!" she whined down into the softness of the mattress.

"You will though! I told you you'd be begging me to shove my prick into your tight little cunt!" His voice was modulated, a little softer, now, as he continued, "And what kind of man would I be if I didn't oblige a woman who's begging to be fucked?"

His reasoning escaped her for the time being. God! How she wished this ordeal were finished. Over and over, she told herself that never again would she be so foolish in the handling of other people's money. And afterward… how would her life be affected? God! Things couldn't be the same!

Then his moistly warm lips were on her neck kissing her, his tantalizing tongue tracing down along her back as he crouched naked over her, his long hard penis like a spear sticking out from the bottom of his belly. Finally, his mouth and tongue were on the satin skin of her buttocks sending tiny chills of sensual anticipation flashing along her nerve endings; on downward along the softly smooth taper of her thighs, to the backs of her knees, the curve of her calves and her ankles, he kissed and licked at all of her lush young nakedness. Then he was working his way back up again, his mouth warm and moist on the inside of her thighs as he levered them further apart.

High-voltage sensations rippled through her as Hartman's teasing tongue burrowed deep into the dark mystery of the crevice between her buttocks, the curling tip of his tongue licking briefly at the tiny puckered opening of her anus. Virginia shivered and recoiled involuntarily as the new and surprisingly erotic sensations shimmered like desert heat devils through the core of her being. Then his month was gone from that sensitive spot and moving upward again; finally, after what seemed ages to her, he was back at the nape of her neck. Now it was her ear; his agile tongue licked all around the rim, then tantalized the hole with its pointed, teasing tip.

Shuddering with the impact of luridly exciting sensations she had never known before, Virginia was aware that her shamelessly aroused body was a raging furnace of desire, everything seeming to concentrate there in that hotly throbbing hole up between her legs and then radiating outward to her belly, her breasts, arms and legs. Even on the smooth skin of her back, it seemed as though she could still feel his moist kisses. Oh, he's driving me out of my mind… making me want him… but I-I can't let him make me get involved! I won't! I won't!

"You can turn over now!" Arthur commanded. "I want to see if the front of you is just as yummy as the back!"

Complying, Virginia turned over on her back, thinking: God! Maybe he'll go ahead and do it now! She wished it fervently… wanted it all to end before she dissolved into a quivering mass of desire and she would be doing what he said she would: begging him to fuck her! I'll never do that! I'll never beg! Never!

Instantly, Hartman's tongue darted across the tip of a distended, coral-pink nipple, his hotly salivating mouth dipping to take the whole of it, including the goose-pimpled aureole between his hungrily sucking lips. He used his other hand to stroke the ripely swelling fullness of the other breast, cupping and massaging the milk-white mound of softly pliant flesh, kneading it hard as his thumb and forefinger teasingly rolled the painfully erect, berrylike nipple.

Virginia felt the rampaging erotic shock of his caresses, and she mewled deep in her chest with the pleasurable sensations, knowing in that instant that she wanted to be plundered by this strange man's massively hardened cock… wanted it more than anything else in the whole world. And he hasn't even touched me… down there! Hard on the heels of this new self-knowledge came a devastating thought: God! I-I'll be an adulteress… not because he forced me… but because I w-wanted it! But what can I do? I'm so far gone, now that I've just got to have it! I want him to f-fuck me… and I-I can't help it! Dear God! I can't help it!

Now his demoralizing tongue was trailing with tantalizing fervor down across the flat white plane of her belly, stopping momentarily to screw flickingly into the shallow depression of her navel; then, as his mouth approached the sparse, golden blonde curls of her pubic mound, she knew instinctively what he was going to do. He's going to kiss my vagina. Oh God! She had never experienced it; indeed, had not wanted to experience it, having refused Leon every time he had wanted to use his mouth on her down there between her legs. God! She clamped her desire-trembling yet fearful legs tightly together to deny him ingress there, but unexpectedly then, she felt him leapfrog downward to her thighs. As his moist kisses worked slowly back up toward her warmly quivering pussy, it was his hand that probed, his outstretched middle finger insinuating itself into the soft, hair-lined crease at the top and pressuring downward until he discovered the secret bud of her clitoris throbbing in wild anticipation in its hidden fleshy valley. Lightly, he brushed the tip of his finger over it, caressing it, feeling it harden even more under his finger. The nakedly crouching salesman grunted with satisfaction as he felt her tightly clenched thighs relax ever so slightly. Damn! It'll only be a little while now… and she'll be all mine!

Never could Virginia have explained it. Her will, it seemed, was completely broken, for almost of their own volition her thighs relaxed and spread wide in utter surrender to the mass of erotic sensations that overburdened her nervous system. There was just no way the hopelessly aroused young wife could keep her legs tightly pressed together any longer. And with a sudden feeling of dismay, she realized she was going to let this virtual stranger do anything he wanted to do with her. Even kissing me down there!

Instantly Hartman's head dropped down between her erotically quivering thighs, while at the same time he placed both his hands behind her knees and spread and raised them, so that she was wide-splayed, completely and defenselessly open to him. For an instant his gloating eyes devoured the delicious feast before him. It was almost like breaching a succulent shellfish to get at the goodies inside. Then, with a suddenness almost too swift to follow, his hungry wet mouth was there on her desire-ridden cunt.