SARAH GETS BANGED

Sarah stepped out of the shower and toweled herself briskly, causing her big breasts to bobble and making her nipples very stiff. The toweling felt good and she thought about sex. Alas, no sex had entered 25-year-old Sarah’s life since she broke up with Charlie six months ago, and she was hurting from the lack.

Sarah liked to fuck, and she enjoyed all the foreplay and byplay that went with fucking. However, she was shy and her opportunities to meet men were limited since she worked in a yardage shop managed by a woman, and all the customers were female. Also, she was new in town and had not yet developed any social life to speak of, so she relied pretty much on her vibrator and romantic novels. She badly needed a real man with a real cock to satisfy her as Charlie had, but Charlie was two thousand miles away and fucking a new chick (or chicks) by now. Oh well…

It figured to be another dull day off for her, Sarah thought, as she studied herself in the bathroom mirror and fluffed her shoulder-length brown hair. Her tits were her finest feature, she believed, even though they were large for her five-foot-four frame. But Charlie had certainly liked them. He also had liked her plump ass.

Sarah turned and looked at herself over her shoulder. Her ass was definitely too large for her build, but if a guy liked real booty she had it. Her tummy was trim enough and she had smooth, shapely legs, so the overall effect wasn’t bad. Then why was she without a man when she should have had something serious going – or at least something fun?

Riiing!

Taken by surprise, Sarah wondered who would be pressing her doorbell at seven-thirty in the morning. She wasn’t particularly afraid since the apartment building where she lived had security, and anyway the neighborhood was a pretty safe one. She snatched a wrapper off the hook on her bathroom door and drew it about her, cinching the tie. As she hurriedly crossed the combination living and bedroom of her tiny apartment, her boobies bob-bob-bobbed in her shiny thin robe. She pushed at her loose hair and wished she had at least put on makeup.

“Who is it?” she called through the door.

“It’s Victor from down the hall,” a strong male voice said. “I banged the tail end of your car in backing out of my stall across from yours. Can you open the door so we can talk about it?”

Oh God, Sarah thought. She hoped her Saturn wasn’t badly damaged. This guy must be a real jerk, she decided as she took the bolt off the door and yanked it open. But when she saw him, she formed a different opinion quickly. He was big and buff, a few years older than she, and wore a snug t-shirt and Levis. He had dark hair and a handsome face with a prominent but straight nose and warm confident eyes. Funny that Sarah had never seen him before.

His eyes swept her form in the thin wrapper, but he did it quickly so as not to make her feel naked, and then his eyes looked directly into hers and he smiled, showing white teeth. “May I come in?” he asked.

“Well…I’m not dressed, as you can see. Why don’t I put on some clothes and meet you downstairs? I want to see my car. Have you called your insurance company?”

“That’s kind of a problem,” Victor said. “I don’t have insurance.”

“Well, shit!” Sarah blurted and stamped her foot, causing her boobs to joggle. The wobbly motion opened her robe a bit, revealing the cleft between the cream-colored mounds.

“I know how you feel,” Victor said in his firm voice. “I’m prepared to pay for the damages, but we would have to make arrangements. Can’t I come in…?”

This was very irregular, Sarah thought. She should look at her car first and notify SOMEBODY, perhaps the police if this guy was driving around without insurance. But on the other hand, he was very handsome…and big…and God she liked that smile of his! As she stared at him, a little something happened at the cozy place where her thighs came together.

“Well, okay,” Sarah said, her voice dropping to a slightly lower register, and she held the door open. “Come in. How is my car? Is it badly banged up?”

“No,” Victor said with a smile as he entered her apartment. “I just banged you lightly, and don’t worry. I’ll pay for it, Miss uh…”

“Williams. Sarah Williams.”

“I’m Victor Catalano.” (Mmm Italian, Sarah thought.) “I just moved in. That’s why we haven’t met before, I guess. Good thing our apartment numbers are painted on the parking stalls or else I wouldn’t have known how to find you. Is there a Mister Williams?”

“No, I’m not married.”

“Neither am I,’ Victor said, and added, “now.”

It sounded to Sarah as if they both were recently separated and very much available, and the warmth in her loins increased. She hadn’t had a chance that morning to convert her bedroom back into a living room and her bed stood wide open and unmade. Victor sat on it, and the only convenient thing for her to do was to sit next to him.

“What with my divorce and all, I’m strapped for cash right now,” he said. “We can make an agreement, and I’ll give you so much each week. It shouldn’t take long to pay the bill off.”

“There’s a better way to handle it, Mister Catalano,” Sarah suggested.

“Victor,” he corrected, smiling warmly.

Sarah repeated his name and liked the sound of it coming from her lips. It was a strong name, very masculine. It suited a husky, confident guy – a guy with a nice big cock, Sarah imagined.

“Anyway,” she said, trying to get back on track and blushing over what she was thinking, “there’s no problem because I have uninsured motorists’ coverage. I’ll just call my insurance company, and they will pay for the whole thing.”

“Yeah, but my ass will be in a sling for driving without insurance. I might lose my license. Please, Sarah…” Victor reached and took her hand, and it was as if an electric plug was shoved into a socket. Current flowed from his body to hers.

Sarah blinked. Her pussy moistened. Oh God, this man was hot! But she couldn’t just trust him to do the right thing. She had to report the accident.

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Victor leaned closer. His lips approached hers. She could scarcely believe it, but he actually was going to kiss her! She froze for an instant then found it impossible to resist, and their lips met. At the same time, the man slid a hand through the front of her robe and grasped a full, pliant breast.

As his strong fingers squeezed and manipulated her titty, a new wave of heat rushed through Sarah. Victor’s tongue entered her mouth. She moaned and her own tongue came alive. Victor took total possession of her titties now, rolling and squeezing them. His fingertips tugged at her nipples and then very quickly his lips were there, wrapping wetly around one stiff, sensitive bud and then the other, nibbling and sucking.

“Ooooh!” Sarah said as the man moved from titty to titty, making her nipples throb as he tugged at them with lips and teeth, the soft resilience of her large boobs vibrating against his face.

He lay her back onto the bed and her robe was totally undone, lying loose at her sides. He spread her legs wide and bent to savor her pussy which had a rich growth of hair upon it since she had not been grooming for a man lately. His thumbs parted her pussy lips, opening her pink center to his lustful gaze. Moisture glistened on her intimate little folds. Victor placed his tongue there and began to lick her pussy, slowly and sensuously.

“Oooh, myyyy…” Sarah breathed. “That feels so gooood! Ooh, lick it! Yessss…”

The man’s ardent tongue plowed her softness, up and down, in and out. He circled her clit and fluttered his tongue against the hooded nub which swelled and partially emerged. He surrounded her super-sensitive nubbin with his lips and sucked.
He continued to lick, nibbling her clit as well.

Sarah found it impossible to remain still, and she writhed gently under the wicke
d ministrations of the man’s talented mouth. He licked along the juicy cleft of her pussy, delving deep to taste her sexuality. Boosting her open thighs with his hands underneath them, he licked between the cheeks of her bottom, tickling her asshole with his tongue. He pursed his lips around her little puckery depression and put saliva into it, then thrust his tongue up the lubricated passage.

He rimmed her super-sensitive asshole, his tongue widening it, and Sarah was thrilled. She had never been licked or fucked back there, but she had often thought about it. Now Victor did the next best thing to fucking as he settled one of her legs on his shoulder and twisted a middle finger up her butt. He watched her pretty face contort in pleasure as he diddled her tight little hole with his digit, stroking in and out, in and out…

“Ooooooh…!” Sarah moaned. “That’s wiiild! Dooo it! Ooh, fuckin’ doooooo it!” (Where was the “shy girl” now?)

Continuing to stroke his middle finger in her ass, Victor placed another finger in her slippery, open snatch and stroked both in and out while Sarah rose and fell beneath his manipulations like a rolling sea. He sucked her nipples, then kissed her open mouth, and suddenly he stood up.

It was Sarah’s turn to please him, she knew, and she was happy to do it. She sat on the edge of the bed while Victor opened the front of his pants, and she caught her breath when he brought out his cock. Locking into perfect rigidity, aimed at two o’clock, his dick was a whopper with a large handsome head on it.

Sarah leaned close, gingerly took his husky whang between her thumb and forefinger, and commenced licking the smooth, tasty head. She made little sounds of pleasure and looked up at Victor with her big brown eyes as she licked his cock. Now she glided her lips over and around his bulging knob, opening wide to take him in. She loved the look of rapture that lit his handsome face. She was really pleasing him, she could tell, and this gave her satisfaction. She also liked the taste of his dick and the way it totally filled her mouth. It was too big for her to attempt to take it into her throat so she simply sucked his knob with her tongue helping out.

Victor dropped his pants and said, “Kiss my balls, baby.”

Sarah did that, then licked his wobbly nuts all over and sucked one into her mouth. She kept watching him, wanting to see every nuance of pleasure that flashed across his strong features.

When the time was right for humping, Victor mounted Sarah as she lay across the mattress. He placed one knee on the bed and continued to stand on his other leg, somewhat spread out. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, holding her at just the right height for entry, and his big dick glided into her slippery cunt, sinking all the way and totally stuffing her.

“Holy shit!” Sarah couldn’t help exclaiming, because his pulsating manhood filled her like no other man ever had. His thick cock had total possession of her pussy, his balls laying against her crotch.

Using his hands now to hold the backs of her thighs, he controlled her as if she were a rag doll while fucking his thick cock in and out of her pussy. Each stroke of his piston surged all the way up her cooch, stretching her wide and making for a tight, slippery fit. Every nerve in Sarah’s pussy danced with delight. She moaned in ecstasy and worked her cunny on the man’s marvelous drive-shaft which stroked, stroked, stroked.

He let her wrap her legs around him which freed his hands to paw her vibrating titties and pluck her nipples. He was even able to twist and kiss her open mouth, fucking it with his tongue while he continued to fuck, fuck, fuck her pussy.

“Yeah! Ooh fuck it! Damn!” Sarah said as soon as her mouth was free.

She gasped and fucked hard with Victor as he pumped his big prick inside her. Finally she was getting what she needed, and she grooved with it. This man was way, way better than Charlie. Fuck Charlie! Let some cheap bimbo have him!

Victor watched Sarah’s knockers bounce from the force of his fucking, and he enjoyed seeing her pretty face contort with pleasure. He fucked her harder and faster, making her squeal. She came. But then she realized suddenly that she was not protected and cried out:

“Ooh Christ, don’t cum inside me! I don’t want to get knocked up!”

“Don’t worry,” Victor said. “I’ll finish in your ass!” The pleasure she had shown when he had frigged her cornhole with his finger had convinced him she would like it that way.

What?!? No! He was way too big for her little rear hole! But Sarah thought of how good his finger had felt back there, and she had always been curious about taking it up the rear, so she just held her breath as he pulled his prick from her pussy with a sucking pop, stuck his middle finger into her cunt and got it very wet, then applied that finger to her other input as he had done before. Only this time it was with a different purpose, and he twisted his finger, greasing her rear hole and spreading it in preparation for his cock.

Sarah tried to relax, and before she knew it Victor’s prick was pressing for entry where no prick had ever gone. She gasped as his big cock opened her bunghole wide, and she hollered as he sank his thick dick inside her butt, stretching her asshole as it had never been stretched before.

“Noooooh!” she cried. “Ooh, for God’s sake, I can’t taaake it! “Owwwwww!”

Victor held steady for a moment and began to rub her clit with his thumb. He twiddled and diddled her pussy while his pulsating pecker was sunk deep in her ass. Sarah began to relax and, as he continued to pleasure her pussy with his hand, he stroked his cock in her cornhole, moving slowly at first, just an inch or so in each direction. It still hurt some, but she was beginning to receive pleasure impulses as well, and she didn’t want the man to stop.

Victor fucked her hot ass deeper and harder, thrusting the entire length of his prick up her bum. Sarah writhed, not in protest but pleasure, and she pressed against him, wanting more.

“Ooh damn…oooh, FUCK!” Sarah cried.

Victor fucked her faster, giving her the entire length of his wrist-thick boner up her butt. He was going to finish right in there. She writhed and moaned, his cock and hand working in unison to bring her to a climax.

“Take it, baby!” he ordered. “Take it and love it!”

“Ooh, I doooo love it! Damn! Ooh, wowwww!” Sarah exclaimed, moving her hips in pleasurable acceptance of his big prick in her rear.

As she bumped against him, she gasped and felt a wonderful warm, rolling wave envelope her entire body. The rapture increased, culminating in shudders of deep delight when Victor shot his hot spurts up her ass. Sarah was totally thrilled. She had never felt such a climax before.

“So what’re we going to do about my car?” she asked later as she snuggled in Victor’s arms and looked up at him with a perfectly satisfied smile on her face. She was remarkably relaxed with this dominant man, who had taught her a thing or two and made her like it.

“Well, since we’re gonna be living together from now on,” he replied as he idly played with her tits, “your car will be my car. Mine is just an old wreck anyway, and I’ll get rid of it. What do we need two cars for?”

In her present super-satisfied state of mind, all this sounded great to Sarah. Anything Victor wanted was fine with her. Never mind that she had never met him before and didn’t know a thing about him except that he was hung like a horse and was a terrific fuck In fact, he had literally fucked her brains out, as the saying goes.

That suggested another saying: “They lived happily ever after.”

But let’s tack a word onto the end of that, shall we, and put it in capital letters: MAYBE.