He pushed back, and gazed at her hungrily as she leaned limply against the wall. She was wide open to him, her legs spread, her palms pressed against the wall, her face tipped up so he could kiss her, if he wanted to.
He cupped one of her full breasts again, and then watched how her nipple bounced when he tweaked it with his thumb. He marveled at the way her soft warm flesh molded itself to his demanding fingers.
His other hand stroked down over her hot belly. His fingers plunged into the tangling forest of her bush, and found the soft, hot, yielding labia. Boldly, he pressed his finger into her searing, dripping crevice. Her burning cunt swallowed his finger, sucking it in.
The rough wall was cold against Sue's back. The hand that touched her breast, fired her nipple and squeezed her firmly was hot, and hard, and heavy. And then another hand was stroking down over her belly, entering her pubic bush. Her legs slid still further open, her knees bent to give him total access to her cunt. That heavy, rough finger driving in to her vagina was the best thing that had happened to that hole in weeks. A flood of juice had greeted the invasion, a hot, sticky wave of eagerness.
Sue writhed against the wall as fiery lust boiled through her. She stood pressing back against the wall, squirming around the finger in her cunt. She twisted helplessly in the grip of overwhelming passion as the handsome lifeguard insolently penetrated her willing body.
Blindly, with a begging motion, Sue reached out with her right hand. Her fingers bumped against a hard hip. Like a tiny, sightless animal, her hand sought over that hard, hot, smooth expanse of skin. Her fingers found twisting, wiry hair, then the heavy, hard base of what they were seeking. She wrapped them around the hard bar of live meat and felt it tremble in her grasp. She squeezed it, testing its hardness. She stroked it, feeling the skin slip over the hard core. She ran one finger delicately around the groove where glans joined shaft, and felt the entire cock shiver from the touch on its nerve-loaded underside.
She tried to ignore what her touch was telling her. This was not the cock she was used to. This prick was different. It was smaller, but that was not what was bothering her. Jerry was the only man she had ever had, the only man she had ever wanted to have, until right now. She was being unfaithful to her husband of seventeen years. She was letting her body be probed and fondled by a virtual stranger, while she herself touched him in the most intimate of ways.
And she was going to let him make love to her. She knew she was going to let him make love to her. Well, perhaps "make love" was the wrong phrase. She was going to let him screw her. She was going to let him fuck her. She was going to let him pump his cock into her cunt, and squirt his full load of cum into her belly. And she knew she was going to enjoy every minute of it.
"Hurry up," she urged hoarsely, not because she was horny, but to cut off her train of thought. "Hurry up!"
Carl gloated as he pumped his finger in her dripping cunt. This cool, confident, red-headed bitch was begging for it. She was actually reduced to begging for it. Well, she was going to get it. She was really going to get it, all right. That hot hand of hers on his erect prick had raised him right to the boiling point. Only one thing was going to feel better than that dainty hand around his cock: her hungry cunt.
Sue felt his probing finger rip out of her pussy, and the loss made her sag with misery. Then he was hooking his hands under her armpits, lifting her, driving her back against the wall, hauling her up. His hips slammed against her, pounding her ass against the wall. But his chest wasn't against hers. He was leaning back, thrusting forward with his hips, ramming his cock at her while he held her at arm's length, pinned fast. His cock stabbed at her, poking her low in the belly, right above the top of her slit. He thrust at her impatiently, and the head of his prick slipped up, tugging through her bush even though he had aimed lower down this time.
"No," Sue grunted helplessly. She reached down to grab the cock she needed so badly. She had to aim it into her crotch far him. It was the humiliating prelude to the finale. She had to steer that cock into her, or she was not going to get it. It was one last bit of proof that this was anything but rape.
She raised herself up on her tiptoes to give him a better angle at her. She felt his prick bore up into her cunt, and the tension boiled out of her in one beautiful searing wave of contentment. Yes, this was what had been missing for so long, this delicious feeling of fullness, a marvelous, glutting bulk inside her, someone else's flesh stroking into her belly. His pubic arch cracked against hers, and her clit sent out a fiery wave of pleasure that boiled through her deliciously.
"Aaaaawwww," she sighed as she was at last stuffed full of cock.
"Hhhhhnnnngggg," Carl grunted with satisfaction as he felt her hot, velvety flesh completely envelop his prick. She was as hot, slick, and wet as any chick he had ever had. Drawing back, he rammed into her again. He loved the feeling of her dripping, searing vaginal walls sliding along his prick. He damn near lifted her right off her feet with the power of his thrust. His feet slipped on the wet, slick shower floor as he rammed at her again. He held her back against the wall so he had a steady target to shoot at.
"Uuuuhhh!" Sue grunted from the impact of his body against hers. Her head tolled limply as he rammed into her again and again.
"Ahhh, sooo goooddd," she purred. "That's so gooood!" She was clawing at Carl's strong shoulders and back as she accepted thrust after thrust into her belly. Flames were lashing at her as her pleasure grew and grew and grew. The hard, cold wall against her ass and back, the teetering imbalance as she hovered on her toes, the spattering spray of the tower against her face all contributed to her lust.
Carl grunted and heaved, slamming his prick into the hot socket of Sue's pussy. Her vagina felt like a fiery glove around his prick, a hot, searing, embracing, living, pulsating glove that rubbed every square millimeter of his cock with every drive into her. Her breasts quivered with every jolt. Her face was slack with mindless lust. This rich bitch was just as much an animal as any female on earth.
The cum was gathering in his groin, ready to burst out of him. He rammed at her, into her, harder and harder and harder. She shivered under the brutal impact of his drives. The breath was driven out of her in sharp grunts from the slamming impact against her.
"Ah-ah-sh! I'm – coming!" she managed to groan in time with his pounding. "I'm coming!" Then she was engulfed in the flames of her orgasm. She was being cremated on the stake in her guts. "Aaaawwwrrr!" she wailed as the last vestiges of reason were incinerated by searing pleasure.
Carl was barely aware of her convulsions. He was sending blazing gouts of hot semen fountaining into her clinging cunt. He tried to force the tip of his prick right out her back as it poured shot after hot shot of cum into her belly. He ground her back into the wall, not caring if he did rim her completely through, just so long as he wrung the last delicious dribbles of semen from his aching, pumping balls. He growled senselessly as he felt his reservoirs at last pump dry. Then his prick was barely twitching and he backed away, drawing his slim, shrinking cock out of her drenched cunt.
"Awww!" Sue cried mournfully from the abrupt loss of that wonderful cock. She sagged sideways until she was in a corner, and let it hold her up. Weakly, helplessly, she watched as Carl hauled his suit up over his already limp prick. She made no attempt to dress herself or cover herself, but just stood there watching him.
Not sparing her a second glance, Carl opened the door and looked one way and then the other before slipping out. The door banged shut behind him, leaving Sue with her misery, and his cum in her belly. Then she turned her face to the wall and cried softly for a long, long time.