Julia wore tight-fitting shorts that showed her luscious ass to good advantage. A tight-fitting halter top covered her big tits but did nothing to conceal the outline of her nipples. She had her hair loose and had brushed it shiny.
She was aware of a dozen eyes feasting on her as she walked into the cafe.
No sooner had she taken a seat than a big, burly man sat down beside her.
"Hello, sweet thing," he said.
She felt her cheeks go red as she studied the man. He wore jeans and an open shirt. Dark, curly hairs were visible at the top of his shirt. She wondered if he were that hairy all over.
"My name's Roger," he said. "I drive one of those big trucks parked outside."
"Oh," she said.
She tried to sound disinterested. She kept thinking about what her husband might say about her being there. He wouldn't understand things at all.
She ordered lunch and tried not to think about Roger's eyes. He was doing a good job of exploring every inch of her body. She felt as if she were suddenly naked. She noticed that none of the other drivers had tried to muscle in on Roger. Evidently Roger was respected by the drivers.
"I've got a cab in the truck," Roger said. "It's big and comfortable."
"Do you?" Julia asked.
Julia's heart was hammering. She had been told what to do, but she hadn't been told how to go about it. She had never tried to proposition anyone before.
Carolyn had not had to do anything like this. All Carolyn's customers had come to her house, or at least she said they did. Why was Dan Jacobs making her do this? She thought she had a vague idea. Dan wanted to break down what little pride she had left.
The waistress brought her food and Julia began to eat. Roger had still not left the table.
"Real comfortable," Roger said. "It's just right for two people as long as they don't mind being close together."
Roger leered at her. She took another bite and sipped at her Coke. Roger moved his chair closer to her. She felt his knee pressing against hers.
"Come on, honey," he said. "How much do you want? How much to go to the cab with me?"
She nearly choked on her next bite. She hadn't expected him to make such an obvious proposition. She realized she didn't know what to answer. She hadn't even thought about money. She started wondering what she was worth.
Roger solved her problem.
He slid over a little closer and she watched him slip some money into her purse.
"Now, baby," he said. "I don't usually pay that much but you look like you're worth it. Come on."
His voice left no room for argument. She left her food only half eaten and picked up her purse. He took her arm in a tight grasp.
"You're going to like this, honey," he said.
It was true that she was beginning to feel a tight excitement in her body. It was crazy. He was exactly the sort of man she'd never have looked twice at. A brutish animal. It was completely against everything she'd ever believed to dream of herself doing things with a man like this in the back of a truck cab.
He opened the door and pushed her up ahead of him. His big hand rested against her jiggling buttocks. She got into the cab quickly. There was a little place for sleeping.
"Nice, huh?" he said. "It's even got curtains."
He pushed her into the sleeping cab and followed her inside. He pulled the curtains closed behind him. She was pressed up against him tightly. Immediately his hands cupped her full buttocks and began to squeeze.
"You're a fine looking thing," he said. "Really fine looking. I wanted you from the first moment you walked in that door. God, what an ass."
He kept squeezing until Julia began to feel a warmth between her legs.
Roger was feeling her nipples grow hard beneath the flimsy covering of the halter.
"You like that, baby?" he asked. "You like that?"
She would have said yes but his brutal lips were pressing down against hers. His tongue pushed into her lips and went deep to touch hers. His tongue was fiery and she felt electric sparks going through her body. She moaned softly as his fingers crept up her back and went beneath her blouse.
"I want to touch them," he said. "I want to feel those big, fine titties."
"Oh yes," she agreed. "Please touch them. Squeeze them. Play with my tits."
He pushed her back and his hands cupped her titties. She had not worn a bra and his thumbs rubbed across the already sensitive nipples.
"Oh Jesus," she groaned. "You don't know what you're doing to me."
"I know, baby," he said.
Her full titty-flesh was vibrant between his fingers. He had never felt a woman who felt so nice. He wanted to suck them into his throat while he made her squirm beneath him.
"You're a hot piece," he gasped. "Goddamn, but you're a hot piece of ass."
He tore her blouse apart, sending her buttons in every direction. Before she could protest she felt his warm mouth touching her naked flesh.
"Jesus!" she gasped.
His lips opened and closed on her sweet flesh, kissing and sucking every inch of her abundant tits. His mouth closed over one nipple and she gave a little shout of pure delight. She closed her thighs together tightly as she felt her juices flowing.
She couldn't help but feel his hard cock inside his trousers. She reached down and traced the outline of his staff with her fingers.
"Ummm, baby," he said. "That's nice. Play with it. Take it out."
She quickly unzipped his trousers and reached inside to touch his meaty staff. She laced her fingers around his rod and felt it jump in her hand.
"Ummm," she said. "You're all ready."
"Damn right," he gasped. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I'm going to slam my cock into your hot little box until you start screaming for mercy."
That was what she wanted. She tugged his thick cock out of his trousers and felt it spring up hard. She touched the tip and her fingers came away sticky. He was already lubricating.
His hands went back to her ass and this time he was tugging her tight shorts down. She shivered as she felt the cool air touch her bare flesh, but then she grew hot again as his fingers covered her.
One finger slipped between her legs from behind. She could feel him working it back and forth against her crack. Her pubic hair was already soaked with her juice. She wanted his cock. God, how she wanted his cock.
"Fuck me," she said. "I need your big cock inside me. Please fuck me."
She was hardly aware of what she was doing. She wasn't thinking about her husband, or about Dan, or about doing this for money. All she was thinking about was that big hard cock and how much she needed it.
"Fuck," she said more urgently. "I want you to fuck me. Now! Please!"
"I like them to beg for it, baby," he said. "I like it when you beg."
"Then I'm begging," she said. "I'm begging you. Please fuck me!"
Her fingers laced around his cock again and she knew he was ready. He was throbbing with impatience. She ran her hand up and down his rod quickly.
"Come on," she said.
He slid her shorts the rest of the way down her legs. Now only her flimsy panties stopped him and he didn't bother to pull them down. He grasped them in one strong hand and simply ripped the fabric into two shreds.
"Oh God," she said. His strength left her weak and trembling and she parted her legs wide. "Please!"
He didn't take off his trousers. He simply pulled her over on top of him and positioned her so that she was just above his cock.
"You fuck me," he said.
"Oh yes," she agreed breathlessly. "I will."
She slid down easily onto his stiff rod. She opened her eyes wide as she felt that monstrous cock going into her cunt. He filled her up. She ground herself down on him as far as she could go.
"Oh fuck," she panted. "Oh fuck, that feels nice. Oh fuck, I love it!"
"Start moving, baby," he said.
He loved it when they got on top of him. When he was able to make the whores work. This was one hot little bitch with a tight cunt. She started sliding up and down his body, always keeping his thick cock in her snug cunt.
"Fast," he groaned. "Go faster."
She knew he wouldn't be able to last long but she also knew that he would be able to go more than once. She was willing to give him the first time. She started moving faster and she could feel his thick cock growing inside her.
"Jesus!" he yelled. "Jesus, you're tight! I'm going to blow it! Oh Jesus, I can feel it coming! Oh Jesus, I'm fucking comingggggg!"
She knew it was really good for him. She felt him shoot three times into her snug cunt. She only quit moving when his hips quit writhing.
"Jesus," he said softly.
He was no longer directing her actions but she knew how to get him started again. She came off his limp cock and quickly turned around. She was lying half on him as her lips found his prick.
Gently she licked away the last of his juices. She started running her tongue up and down his staff and taking each of his balls into the warmth of her mouth. She didn't think he was the kind of man who could stand that for long. She was right!
She felt his cock growing stiff once again.
"Fuck," he said savagely. "You're the hottest bitch I've ever known. Jesus Christ!"
She opened her mouth wide and took all of his thick cock into her throat. That was the final straw. He grew completely hard.
He grabbed her head with both his hands and started directing her actions once again. This time he moved her head up and down on his rigid pole. She didn't mind. For some reason she found the taste of his cock delightful. She loved it. She would have made him climax that way if not for the burning itch between her thighs.
She released his cock and looked at him pleadingly.
"I need to be fucked," she said.
"You're Goddamn right you do," he said.
She knew she was really going to get roughly fucked. He grabbed her and pushed her down on her back. He spread her thighs apart as wide as possible and placed his throbbing cock at her cunt entrance.
"Give it to me," she moaned. "I don't want you to be gentle. Fuck me like the animal you are!"
He seemed pleased that she had called him an animal. A leer came to his face. He gave a savage thrust that carried his cock all the way into her. Immediately he pulled it out completely and repeated the same savage thrust.
He saw the look of pure lust that crossed over her face. Her lips were curled back showing her teeth. Her stupendous titties heaved with lust. Her large nipples were like two reddish-brown points.
"God," he said.
He started working his cock in and out in rapid thrusts.
"Yes," she said. "That's it. That's how I want to be fucked. Give it to me. Give it to me hard!"
He thought that he had never seen a hotter bitch. She couldn't be a regular whore. She loved a dick too much. Her well-shaped ass was thrusting up to meet his every stroke.
She bit her lip until he could see a little line of red. Her fingernails raked his back but he didn't care. He liked to see his women get animal-crazy.
"I can't stop it!" she screamed. "I'm going to come! Fuck meeee! FUCK MEEEE!"
Her hot juices covered his cock as she came, but he wasn't ready to shoot his jism into her. He waited until she quit trembling and he withdrew his cock.
She looked at him curiously.
"In your mouth, baby," he said. "I want to blow it in your mouth. I want you to swallow my cum."
She nodded. He lay down once more and she went after his cock with her hungry lips. She opened her lips on his cock-head and tasted his lubricating fluid as well as her own juices.
She began to move her head rapidly up and down his staff. Again she loved the taste of his rod. She went down until she felt his cock-head against the back of her throat.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Suck my pecker. Move your mouth up and down. I love it, baby."
She moved both her hands up his thighs and touched his hanging balls. She began to squeeze them gently. His strong hands grabbed the back of her head and she knew he was ready to come.
"Fuck!" he said savagely.
He thrust up into her throat and released a thick spurt of cum. She swallowed quickly to keep from choking. He spurted twice more into her mouth before he released her.
"Jesus," he said.
She didn't take her mouth away until she had licked his thick cock clean.
Carolyn had never been in the county offices. They were the cluster of big red buildings that always looked so intimidating to her. She knew some of the men who worked in the offices and she hoped it wasn't one of them she was supposed to see.
She had gotten a phone call from Dan that morning.
"The county offices," he said. "Dress conservative. A pants outfit. Look like a secretary."
He hadn't told her the name of the man she was supposed to see, but he had told her the room number. It took her only a half-hour to get there after his phone call.
The clock at the entrance read a few minutes past eight.
She took the elevator to the third floor and found room twelve. She knocked softly.
"Come in," a booming voice told her.
She opened the door and walked into a lushly carpeted office. She swallowed nervously as she recognized the man. He was a construction consultant but that didn't mean anything to her except that he was married and a big church member.
He looked surprised to see her.
He was sitting behind a big desk and he stood up. He was a fat obnoxious man that Carolyn had never really cared for.
"Why," he said, "aren't you Mrs. Merrit? I was expecting someone, but if you need some advice."
"I don't need any advice," Carolyn said.
What the hell, she was thinking. She didn't have much choice in the matter. She might as well get it over with. Besides, she didn't think he was going to do much talking.
He looked uncomfortable. She almost laughed out loud. He was expecting some whorish looking female to walk through the doors at any minute.
Carolyn turned to shut the door and she locked it.
"Mrs. Merrit," he said. "I don't understand."
"What's to understand?" Carolyn asked. "You asked for a girl and you've gotten one. Or don't you approve of me?"
"You?" His face turned white in shock, but he got over his frustration quickly.
"You?" he questioned again. "You're the girl?"
"Yes," she admitted.
A leer crossed his face.
"Well," he said. "I didn't expect someone looking like you."
"You paid for me," Carolyn said. "Now tell me what you want me to do."
She had a feeling that anything he wanted her to do was going to be unpleasant. He walked over to his radio and turned it on. Soft music filled the office.
"It's not exactly bump and grind," he said. "But you can take your clothes off to it."
She nodded. She closed her eyes and let her body fall into a beat with the music. She shouldn't have worn a pants suit for this kind of dance, but it was safer for her to look like a secretary.
But it was going to be awkward trying to look sexy stripping off her pants.
She did the blouse first. She unbuttoned the buttons slowly and let the blouse fall apart. As she turned and swayed to the music he was given brief glimpses of her creamy tits confined in her uplift bra.
"Take it off," he said finally. He was gasping for breath as he grew more excited.
She shrugged her shoulders and let the blouse slip off and fall to the floor. She turned her back on him, still moving her ass in time to the music. She reached behind her back and unsnapped the bra. She kept it on as she turned to face him once again.
He was pop-eyed. He had beads of sweat along his forehead. He was trying to control himself but she could see the raging desire in him.
She let the bra drop and he began to lick his dry lips.
"I can't wait," he said. "Strip it off and come over here."
She stopped moving to the music. Rapidly she pulled off the rest of her clothes until she stood naked before him. He licked his lips again.
He was sitting on the edge of his desk and he spread his fat legs apart.
"You know where it's at," he said.
She looked distastefully at the fat bulge in his trousers. Well, it was a prick and she liked pricks. She gave him the best smile she could manage.
She walked to him and started undoing his zipper.
His pudgy hands crept around her body. He started fondling every place he could reach. She didn't like the warmth that she suddenly felt between her thighs. She didn't want to seem turned on to this fat man, but her body was betraying her.
"Ummm," he said. "You must like that. You're getting a little wet between your legs."
She got his zipper undone and she reached inside his trousers for his fat prick. He was huge. She couldn't believe it. A fat man with a really fat prick!
She knew she had lost the battle to keep from being turned on. She was already imagining what that big prick was going to feel like.
"God, you're nice," he said. "You're so soft and silken and you feel so good. I bet you can really throw a fuck at a man."
He continued to talk softly to her, using all the dirty words he knew. She tried to ignore his voice as she concentrated on his beautiful prick. She slipped it out of his trousers and gave it an admiring glance.
He really did have a beautiful cock, capped with a monstrous red crown that already glistened with a spot of white. She wrapped her hot fingers around the stem and started to massage him. She felt his excitement and his impatience. He was ready to fuck her.
"Where?" she asked.
"Bend over the desk," he said. "That's how I like it. With your ass in the air and that beautiful cunt-hole just waiting for my cock. But give it a little kiss first."
She bent her head and touched her tongue to the tip of his cock. She tasted his salty jism. She opened her lips and captured the crown of his beautiful cock in her mouth. He gave a low moan.
"Ahhh shit," he groaned. "Ahh, that's fine. Run your mouth up and down my cock."
She didn't want him to come before she was able to get that beautiful cock in her cunt, but she remembered that she was getting paid for this. She wasn't supposed to get a lot of pleasure from it.
She opened her lips wider and took the stem of his cock into her throat. She felt the huge cock-head expanding inside her throat and she knew he was going to come.
He surprised her. He jerked his cock back at the last moment.
"On the desk," he said. "I want you up on the Goddamned desk. Now!"
His voice had grown rougher and she thought she understood why. He was one of those men who wanted to see women humiliated. Perhaps his wife gave him a hard time at home and he took it out on the women he hired.
She really wasn't in a position to mind anything he wanted to do.
She allowed herself to be pushed into the position that he wanted her in. She was face down on the desk, her titties mashed flat by the cold metal. She felt his hand stroking her hair.
"Bitch," he said softly. "This is where all you bitches belong. With your cunt in the air waiting for a cock. A hard cock. My hard cock!"
She felt his huge cock poke her buttocks. He grasped it and placed the large head at the entrance to her cunt.
"Now you're going to get it," he said savagely. "Now you're going to really get fucked."
She played along with his game, knowing almost by instinct what he wanted her to say.
"Oh no," she said. "Don't hurt me. Don't put that big thing in me. It'll kill me!"
"Bitch," he said, his voice growing even harsher. "You're going to learn a lesson."
He gave a shove and his large cock went tearing savagely into her cunt. He was so big that he hurt her. She tried to escape his painful invasion but there was no way she could escape. He grabbed her behind the neck with one hand and a handful of her hair with his other.
He held her like that as he began a rapid in-and-out fucking of her cunt.
"Bitch," he said softly with each deep thrust.
In a few moments the pain went away and she began to get well lubricated. She felt her nipples grow hard and she started to enjoy his rough fucking. It was not the sort of thing she would enjoy all the time, but now it was exciting.
"Oh Jesus," he said. "I can't control it any more. I'm going to flood your cunt, bitch! I'm going to pour it into your cunt."
He gave a loud groan and she felt his cum pouring into her. It was like someone had opened the floodgates. She kept feeling him grow and spurt into her until she wondered where it was all coming from.
Finally he was done. He gave a sigh and she felt his cock escaping from her wet cunt. She was still horny but there was nothing she could do. She had just been getting warmed up when he came.
He grabbed her by the back of her head and turned her around.
"On your knees," he said. "Clean me off."
She sighed in resignation as she dropped to her knees and took his limp cock between her lips. She very carefully licked him clean before she stuffed his prick back into his trousers.
"That's all," he said.
She knew she was being dismissed like he would dismiss any secretary. She nodded. She was still horny and angry at his attitude. This was actually the first time she really felt like a whore. She had been used and dismissed.
She stood up. She picked her clothes up from the floor and dressed hurriedly. He was sitting back down at his desk when she left.