CHAPTER FOUR

She fucked them night and day, all the way to Fresno. To show their gratitude, they got her a job in a big trucking terminal. The manager was Chris Farrow, and the attraction between him and the beautiful young blonde was instant.

Within a month, Alice was staying late in the terminal office, doing extra work for Chris. She

wanted to stay late. She wanted to fuck Chris. His dark, handsome good looks had totally captivated her.

Somehow, in the back of her mind, she knew she was falling in love with him. She only hoped that she could get it on and get it off with him normally.

Would she need the powerful roar of a diesel engine in her ears in order to enjoy fucking Chris, as she enjoyed fucking the truckers?

She hoped so. She wanted to.

For the third time in a week, Chris had asked her to stay late. There had been something extra, something warm in his voice, that made her pussy tingle with expectation.

Now, from the outer office, she could hear him talking on the phone. As he continued talking, she moved about putting away files from her desk and neatly stacking cards that she would be working on in the morning.

She often dreamed about Chris at night; the dreams were of fucking him. When she would awaken, unsatisfied, she would leave her hotel room and walk the short distance to a highway truck stop. There she would climb into the sleeper of a truck to wait for the driver to emerge from the restaurant. When he did, he would have the

pleasant surprise of being sucked and fucked by a beautiful young blonde, who fled immediately after it was over.

Tonight she didn't want to go to a truck stop.

Tonight she wanted Chris Farrow's cock.

Twenty minutes had gone by when she heard him dialing again. The sound told her time was running out. It took another five minutes to work up her courage. Then she sauntered into his office looking, she hoped, provocative enough to catch his attention.

He saw her and gave her a friendly wave, but continued his phone conversation. Alice casually sat down on a leather soft

Then she got nervous. If he asked, how could she explain her being there like that? She had never before simply walked in and sat down in his office, uninvited. And how could she cleverly let him know that she was his for the asking?

Each minute he stayed on the phone she was increasingly torn between leaving and staying in his office.

Then, abruptly, he finished the call. He stood up and circled the end of his desk to stand looking down at her. "Is something wrong, honey?" he said. "Aren't you feeling well?"

She tried to gaze steadily up into his eyes. His

very nearness sent strange quivers through her. All that she wanted to happen suddenly seemed beyond hope.

She was a whore who needed the thrill of an engine's roar to get off. How could this man ever really love her?

"I… I'm all right," she said in a tiny voice.

"You don't sound it." He sat down beside her. "Your face is all flushed. Are you coming down with something? Maybe running a fever?" He pressed the back of his hand against her forehead. "Your forehead's cool enough."

"I'm healthy as a horse, Alice said. "Feel my nose… that's probably cold, too."

He pressed two fingers lightly against her nose. "Yep, healthy as a beagle." Laughing, he started to notice.

She had to say something, or he would be gone. "Do you like beagles? Lady beagles?"

He grinned and kissed her nose. Alice, not born yesterday, knew how to replace her nose with her lips, how to suck a tongue, how to caress the long ridge in his pants as though by mistake.

"I didn't know beagles kissed like that," he murmured.

Alice decided to take the plunge. "Chris, I want you. Don't think I'm just itchy. I really want

you.

"You… Jesus, do you mean that?" he asked, a harsh choke in his voice.

"I mean it," she rasped and, as if to prove it, stood up and unzipped the back of her dress. It slithered to the floor, leaving her voluptuous body clad only in panties and bra.

"Jesus," he groaned, "you're even more beautiful than I imagined!"

"And you're even more handsome."

He crossed to her and their bodies molded in mutual passion. He could feel the hard nipples erect beneath her bra, their pressure almost a pain on his chest. Her arms went around his neck and his hands wound themselves in the silkiness of her hair, pulling her face towards him. Her kiss was like fire, and he returned it with his own, probing and searching her mouth, tasting its desire.

His hands roamed over her body, exploring its softness and firmness. She moved against him, lost in the need of her desire. Her movements became more intense, more demanding. Her hands moved across his shoulders down to the small of his back, kneading the flesh as they explored. She unfastened his belt and zipper so her hand could move unhampered to find his hard cock. When at last she did, it virtually leapt into her caressing

hand, throbbing and pulsating in the heat of his need for her.

"God, you're big. I like big cocks. I want it, Chris."

"You don't exactly beat around the bush, do you?"

"Would you want me to?" "No, I guess not."

"Do you want to fuck me?" "Yeah, I sure do!"

"Then do it!"

Chris quickly kicked his pants from his ankles, took her in his arms, and sat her gently on the sofa. He unhooked her bra. Her breasts were full and warm and lovely, with rose-beige nipples that lifted to the touch of his fingers, swelling, wanting him. And then he slowly completed the unveiling of her lovely body by lifting her thin panties away from her belly and pushing them down her thighs and off her ankles.

He gathered her in his arms and kissed her warmly and deeply, his mouth moving to her neck and the lobe of her ear and then working downward, savoring every bit of her fragrant flesh.

Alice moaned with urgency as he held one of her huge tits between his hands and slowly lowered his mouth to encircle the stiff nipple.

It was good. Alice knew it was good. She wouldn't need the roughness of the old days, nor the roar of an engine to revel in sex any more; not as long as her partner was Chris Farrow.

Her hand trailed down between their bodies and grasped his cock. For just a moment she paused, worried that, if she were too bold, he might realize just how experienced at sex she was.

But the feel of his giant, hard cock, and the desire to satisfy and be satisfied, quickly stilled her fears.

"Mmmmm, good… good, hard cock," she moaned, and twisted around on the sofa until her soft lips brushed the rubbery tip.

"Yes, oh God, yes, Alice, honey. Take it… suck it!"

She sucked half his prick into her throat in one gulp. She could feel the bulbous head sliding wetly along the full length of her tongue, filling the cavern of her mouth with the pungent, salty taste of his semen.

Chris began a slow undulation of his hips, his broad cock slipping in and out of her mouth with a wet, gurgling sound. His hand gripped tightly in her pale hair, guiding her head back and forth. He groaned with lust as he looked down and saw the sight of his heavily swollen prick pistoning into the

lovely blonde's face.

He let his hands drop down to explore the flawless white flesh of her tits, tweaking and twisting the buds of her nipples into hardness. His fingers kneaded her velvety flesh hungrily as he watched his long, thick cock sawing into her mouth. It was an exciting picture, and he lifted his hand again to trap her face between his palms, pressing in with his fingertips to feel his cock moving in and out between her cheeks. He pulled her mouth harder over his thick prick, watching her red, straining lips as she moaned in submission between his legs.

"Suck it, beautiful… suck my cock!" he groaned as he jerked his crotch upward to drive the tip of his huge prick down into her throat, causing her to gag and choke. Alice didn't care. The feel of his cockmeat in her mouth forced everything out of her mind but sex.

"Oh, suck me… suck me!"

She could feel his fingers crawling over her naked body as her head bobbed up and down on the thick, fleshy shaft.

Chris groaned as she began to run her tongue wetly around and around the smooth flesh of the head of his cock. She sucked to please him, swirling around the lust-swollen glands with her

tongue and flicking teasingly at the tiny slitted opening at the end. The sharp pungent taste and odor of his cum seeping out caused her to salivate and her nostrils to flare in arousal.

The handsome man twisted and moaned above her as her blonde head bobbed slavishly over his lust-bloated staff. He watched with erotic delight as her tightly stretched lips strained at his pulsating shaft, sucking wildly, as though she wanted to swallow it whale. She was drawing at his throbbing cock like a wanton whore, and the thick pistoning meat seemed to disappear into her face as he rammed upward with clenching buttocks, driving it deep into her warm mouth, until his pubic hair brushed at the tip of her nose.

"Oh God, honey!" he suddenly cried. "Lie down, quick! I want to fuck you!"

That was exactly what she wanted to hear. She pulled her mouth from his cock and wriggled her body beneath his.

"Oh," she moaned, her hand squeezing his huge cock, its head now purple with lust. She pulled on it, urging it towards her clasping cuntlips. "Oh, Chris, it's so good… it's so big, so big! Give it to me… I want it. I want it now!"

He pulled his head back and studied the perfect roundness of her huge tits. He lowered his head

and brushed his lips over the nipples, exulting in their hardness.

"Chris, Chris!" Alice moaned. She felt the hard muscles of his arms and chest embrace -her like a vise. "Please," she begged until tears of passion streamed down her cheeks. "Please… fuck me!"

Chris reached down and gripped the firm checks of her ass, tugging her towards him. He rubbed himself against her, feeling his hard cock against her soft belly. Then his fingers sank into her damp pussy, working expertly, driving her nearly insane with passion.

His. nostrils inhaled the scent of her aroused mint. "You're wonderful," he whispered. "I can smell you and feel every part of your body."

"And you," she purred, "you're so good. I never thought I'd want to fuck a young man so much! Shove it in me, Chris! Fuck me with your cock!"

She cried out in ecstasy when he entered her in long, thrusting movements. She threw her hips upward, arching her back and sending her splayed cunt up to meet his thrust. Deeper into her he went, his mind reeling, his breath fast and heavy. He moved faster, determined to unleash the flames of passion in the beautiful body writhing beneath him.

"More.., more! All of it! Please!" Alice begged over and over again.

He felt the heat of lust rise from her body to join his own. Both their bodies were soaked with perspiration. Hearing her scream for more of him, more of his hard cock, made his strokes more savage. Her desire for more, ever more, made him remember all the women he had ever known. None could compare with her.

She rocked passionately beneath him. "Ohhhh," she chanted, leaning into him, trying to take more of him.

He levered his massive tool to the full length of her cuntal channel. It was warm and tight, as though he had been the first, and the fluids helped her take him easily, wetting and lubricating his path.

He thrust lustily until his blood-swollen cockhead hit her cervix, and simultaneously his sperm-bloated balls crashed against the firm cheeks of her ass. He moved harder, flexing his prick as she moaned, embedded beneath his driving meat.

"Oh God! Oh God!" Chris groaned, grinding his pelvis into her savagely, feeling the warm flesh beneath him as she strained to meet his pounding jerks until her ass was inches off the sofa. He angled his hips and drove into her, trying to establish a rhythm. She breathed and purred

incessantly, lifting her body to meet his attack, opening and closing her legs around his hips as she frantically tried to climb his solid pole, her head rocking from side to side in the abandoned fuck.

"Ohhhhh, Chris, Chris… you're so good, so good!" she whimpered in his ear, then licked his lips, his nose, his eyes. "Yes, yes… YESSSS!"

She gasped again and screwed herself tighter to his huge prick until it sank to her soft fleshy depths completely. Chris worked around and around inside her, feeling the muscular ridges of her cunt around his smooth, sliding cock, his tempo getting harder and faster. His shaft continued to surge like a wild beast on a rampage until he was sure it was going to split down the seam. The intoxicating pressure in his balls was enough to make him scream. He knew he was going to come soon; he couldn't hold back much longer.

He increased his speed and stroke, shoving into her savagely as his balls whacked against her upturned thighs.

She held him tightly in her strong legs, clamping her calves around his hips, only to slacken them for a second and then clamp harder. He spurred her on with powerful, deep strokes. Her knees drew up as she raised herself fully to his battering attack, and her splayed pussy bucked wildly

against his ramming prick.

"Oooohhh…ohhhh…ooohhh God! I'm… I'm going to… going to commmme!" With a sudden, deep-throated groan, Alice began to vibrate uncontrollably.

Then Chris released his own dammed-up passion. His cum churned through his balls, up through the tube of his expanded cock, and surged into her wildly clasping cunt. He shaved his tongue hard into her mouth and cupped the cheeks of her firm white ass closer around his pumping prick as he beat a wild tattoo against her with his emptying balls.

Alice wailed into his mouth, her thighs jerking spasmodically against his belly while he discharged his overwhelming load of sperm violently into her.

Finally, he collapsed across her, his sigh of contentment mingling with her own mewling of release.

As sanity gradually returned to them both, Chris rolled his body halfway back over her and began sucking her tits.

"That's what I love," he sighed, "a whore in bed, and a lady everywhere else."

Alice stiffened.

But what if he found out she was a whore everywhere else, as well as in bed?

"Chris?"

"I think I love you.

"I think I love you, too."

Alice relaxed. He would just never find put,

that's all, she thought.

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