Wanda

CHAPTER XVII

Mr. White felt flustered. But he was also impressed, very much so.

"Wanda,” he said, “I won't ask you how you learned my name, but it is indeed miraculous. And since you know it, everything I promised, and more will be yours."

He scratched his head. How on earth did she ever find out? It must be occult. Except for Mrs. Alice Long, they knew no one in common… of course! That must be it! He had to smile. He began to laugh aloud, in explosive bursts of rich, hearty laughter. What a fool he'd been not to think of that.

But so what, he told himself. Wanda had been uncommonly kind to him. He would never meet another woman like her. Besides, what else did he have to do with all his money?

Mr. White hugged Wanda. Her chin was buried in his shoulder as he put her down on the floor and slid his hands up under her skirt.

His huge fingers caressed the flesh beneath her skirt, and Wanda could feel them pulling at the elastic of her panties. She looked up at him with soft, liquid eyes.

"My panties are all soaking wet, Andy."

In the porn novel, Angela had used her sopping wet, come-soaked panties to a good end.

"That excites me,” he responded. He pulled up her blouse and rubbed her bare breasts against his manly chest.

"Me too."

He kissed her warm, silky neck and she giggled because it tickled pleasantly. Wanda could easily feel his enormous prick throbbing inside his pants and she knew how hot and smoldering it was. She could also smell the musky scent of her own sex as she writhed against him, rocking and swaying gently. She loved the feel of his cock against her pubic mound. They swayed in a different, slower rhythm, and she could feel it coming up between the fleshy lips of her cunt. She ached to have him inside her.

"I'm going to fuck you, Wanda."

"Oh, I want you to. I'm dying for a fuck, Mr. White."

"But you realize, my little darling,” he said gently, his hands clutching her buttocks beneath her panties, pulling her lovely asscheeks wide apart so that Wanda could feel cool air fanning over her hot, moist anus, “that you're a virgin… and I'll be your first. That has a tremendous significance."

"Oh yes. I do. And I hunger for your sweet cock. I want your prick to fill my cunt, all of it, even your thick heavy balls,” she said in a throaty, hoarse whisper.

Wanda felt the tip of his thick index finger toying with her asshole and she wondered if she should say some hot, sexy things to Andy. On rereading some sections of the Mary Love novel, she had found that Angela, who claimed not to have been anal erotic at all when she first met her real estate agent, turned out to be so anal erotic that she developed a greedy craving to have her cunt and asshole fucked at the same time.

She looked up into Mr. White's eyes as his finger sank ever-so-slowly into her twitching, tingling asshole.

"I wish that was your cock,” she sighed.

"Wanda, do you really?"

"I'm like a bitch in heat."

"Oh Wanda, let me… let me, darling. My cock's hungry for your little anus."

Again Wanda was struck by the similarity of his words to those of the real estate agent Angela had met and fallen in love with.

"Oh, yes, Mr. White,” she cooed, “we can do it on my new convertible."

Mr. White's cock throbbed madly in Wanda's fingers as they stood there in the empty apartment in full view of the neighbors through the large, uncurtained windows.

Wanda wondered how many eyes were peeping from behind the curtains in her neighbors’ windows, how many cocks were being held and squeezed by masturbating fists and how many fingers were being manipulated in hot, wet cunts.

Without another word, Wanda took off all her clothes, except for her high heels and her sagging ungartered nylons. She loved being undressed. Glancing up quickly, she was able to catch one of the neighbors’ curtains moving. She saw the long hair of a woman falling over one bare shoulder. This thrilled Wanda to death. She was going to have an audience for her first ass fuck.

She knelt on the bed and he got down on his knees behind her. He began to fondle and caress her ample buttocks.

For a long while he studied her luscious protruding cunt. It was hairy and pink between her legs and it dripped with her cunt juice, which glistened in pearl-like droplets in the deeply rivulet creases and crevasses.

"Your cunt and your asshole are heavenly from this angle."

"Tickle my asshole with your tongue,” Wanda said, remembering Suzy's swift tongue. “Oh, yes. Make it nice and wet. Oh, my God, yes. It's so hot, Homer."

Homer White shivered when she used his name. He drove his tongue very deeply in her as he glued his lips to her hot, wide-open asshole.

"Oh suck it… yes, suck my asshole… oh yes."

As he sucked her, Mr. White squeezed her hairy pussy lips.

"Yes, like that. Pinch my cunt lips… don't be afraid of hurting me, and Homer?"

"Yes, my darling?"

"When you shove it up my ass, don't be at all afraid. Just grab hold of my sides, aim it, then lower me down a bit and give me the word. Once the head slides into my ass, you just drive it home."

Wanda was nearly sobbing as she said these words, which tumbled over one another in a rush to convey her feeling.

"I understand, Wanda. I understand, my darling."

"If you want to spank my ass first, that would be just fine.” In the dirty book, Angela had loved spanking!

This was too much. Mr. White could scarcely believe the sexy things he was hearing from Wanda.

"Come on, Homer,” she squealed, “spank me hard. Make my behind all nice and pink and red. Then poke me with that handsome cock… oh, hurry, hurry!” she groaned.

Mr. White could see her own fingers now working busily inside her dripping wet cunt. Its musky scent seemed to rise up like a cloud, affecting him like a kind of aphrodisiac. His cock was pounding and his balls were churning so violently that he knew that as soon as he shoved his cock into her gorgeous pink asshole, his balls would burst, drenching her insides with gobs of hot raw jism.

He could wait no longer. He stood up, spreading her buttocks once more, and wobbled his cock between her open thighs without touching them. He pointed his cock in the direction of her asshole and watched it sway before him.

Wanda loved this foreplay. “Oh, come on… please, please,” she giggled, “give it to me, honey… oh, give it to me!"

He guided the monstrous head of his cock against her winking anus. Slowly, after wetting his cock head with his spit, he introduced the head.

"Does that hurt a little?” Wanda's tight hole seemed to gasp and shudder as he pushed into her gently. His hands gripped her flanks. “Does it hurt, Wanda darling?"

"Stop calling me darling and fuck me, Homer!"

Mr. White felt himself blushing. Making sure his cock wouldn't slip out, he gripped the shaft of it with his fingers to strengthen his thrust. It almost appeared to burst out of his grip, having expanded as he bore down on it. Then, bracing his legs, he held his breath and jammed his cock in with one mighty thrust. It drove right into her sucking asshole, up to the hilt.

Wanda let loose a wild scream, causing windows in adjacent backyards to fly open with a crash. When Wanda screamed at the top of her lungs a second, then a third time, even more windows could be heard flying open. Wanda's face contorted in great pain and pleasure. Through her half-closed eyes, she saw the fully naked bodies of a man and a woman through a nearby window. They were only partially concealed behind their filmy curtains that blew in the breeze. The woman was down on her knees and her head was thrown back. Behind her, there was a huge black man pumping in and out of her cunt or asshole. Wanda couldn't tell which hole it was from here. All this added such a powerful thrill to the fact that Homer White's enormous cock was buried deep in her own asshole that it took only a moment more of rubbing her clitoris almost raw for her to scream a fourth and last time as she exploded in an orgasm so violent that it almost shook her off the bed. Mr. White was nearly knocked over backwards onto the bare wooden floor of the unfurnished apartment.

"Oh God, don't take it out… don't take it out, yet! Push it in. Fuck my asshole! Oh God, I love your cock. Kill me with it. I'm coming again! I'm so sorry I waited so long for this. It's so good. It's so beautiful,” she squealed, throwing herself back on his cock, her buttocks slapping loudly against his thighs. His huge cock was buried in her asshole as far as it could go.

"Oh I love it! I love your cock in my ass. I'm so sorry that I never got it up the ass before. I was silly. I should have listened,” she kept muttering as she humped and fucked back on his cock, reaching around to grip the wet shaft of it and to clutch his slamming balls. She wished he'd hurt her a little.

The whole time Andy fucked her up the ass, her head was swinging from side to side. She could see more and more people crowding at their windows to watch this highly perverted scene. Wanda loved it, and so did the people watching. One woman knelt to suck off a young woman with very small breasts as she stared, fascinated at Mr. White's cock. Her tongue lashed in and out of the woman hard enough for Wanda to see.

"Don't stop… don't stop… oh don't stop!” were Wanda's words as Mr. White suddenly felt the come burst from his balls.