Wet with cum, Taryn rubbed her cock around the opening.
Occasionally, she paused to press the tip against the base of Lisa's clitoris, pressing in, then quickly brushing it over the swollen nub.
After several long, tortuous moments Taryn smiled with satisfaction, drew her hips back and took aim. Lisa's legs bent; she pushed her open as far as she could. Despite the alcohol and despite her fatigue, Taryn's aim was precise. She plunged her full cock deeply inside of Lisa's pussy. The walls were so tight she could hear Lisa screaming in protest. So be it. This was what she'd asked for, what she'd wanted.
And now Taryn was giving it to her. Her hips moving in a rhythm all their own, she thrust herself in and out of Lisa's pussy. She was fucking her so hard, the car rocked when she plunged inside of her.
Tears stinging her eyes, Lisa cried as her legs banged against the window. Taryn was fucking her so hard and so fast that she could not defend her body against the assault. Her vagina burned with the onslaught of Taryn's huge cock. Yet, each time she thrust, Lisa was able to take it, all of it, inside of her. She grimaced and rocked, grasping Taryn's shoulders. She needed something to hang onto, to anchor her sorely awakened body. The leather seat burned her skin as Taryn thrust inside of her. She felt her head bang against the car door.
Later she would remember Taryn placing something there to cushion her.
No matter how tired she was, Taryn's energy blossomed when she fucked a woman. Little did Lisa know she was just getting started.
The first orgasm shook her uncontrollably, causing her to slip out of Lisa's screaming vagina. Her body quivering, she held onto Lisa as she rode her clit hard against the other woman's mound.
Thinking it was over, Lisa gasped for air. The dildo, wet with her cum, slid back and forth over her abdomen as Taryn rode her to the end of her climax. Her body was heaving and her breathing was so labored that Lisa thought she must surely be through. She was sorely surprised when Taryn rose to her hands and knees, gave her an evil grin, and lunged forward. Her long, thick organ pushed against the back of Lisa's vagina, finding a spot she never knew was there. Much to her surprise, an orgasm was building inside of her. The last thing she remembered was Taryn's fingers closing over her clit, rubbing it while she fucked her. Somewhere along the way, she exploded.
Another and another and another followed as Taryn rocked her into total oblivion.
Chapter Four
Rush hour traffic was at its peak when Kimberly Justin stepped inside the taxi. With the holiday season in full swing, the inbred sense of order and politeness among Chicago drivers and pedestrians was being sorely tested. Today traffic seemed even more trying.
As she sat in the backseat of the taxi, Kimberly anxiously checked her watch. Several minutes had passed and they'd only traveled a few blocks. She knew she was going to be late getting to the restaurant where she was meeting Pat for dinner. Pat was a chronic latecomer to any planned event, so Kimberly knew she couldn't rely on her to secure their reservations. It still seemed strange the way Pat had called her and insisted they meet right away. Kimberly couldn't really spare the time away from her office, but she'd agreed nonetheless.
After all, Pat was her best friend.
The traffic did not abate, forcing Kimberly to consider her options.
She decided to walk the few remaining blocks to Gino's. She leaned forward so the driver could hear her over his radio. "Excuse me, Mr. uh," Kimberly looked around and finally spotted his name on the license that was affixed to the glove compartment. "Mr. Bonatello.
Much to the Mr. Bonatello's consternation, his fare opened the door and proceeded to get out. He gave her an imploring look, thinking his gratuity would be considerably less than he'd anticipated when he picked her up.
Kimberly knew the look only too well. She was already in the holiday spirit, so she pressed a twenty-dollar bill into the driver's hand. "Keep the change," she said. Mr. Bonatello smiled and thanked her very politely. Relieved to be out of the traffic jam, Kimberly hurried toward the restaurant. She arrived at Gino's with five minutes grace time remaining on their dinner reservation. There was a long line of people waiting to get inside. Kimberly breezed past the line and into the lobby. She announced herself to the hostess.
"Yes, your table is ready," the woman told her. She motioned for a waiter who appeared and ceremoniously escorted Kimberly to her table. He held her chair and gave her the wine list after she was seated.
She smiled to herself as she perused the list. "I think I'll try the house special," she told her waiter. This was unusual for Kimberly, as she usually stuck to brands she knew and trusted.
The waiter smiled. "A good choice," he said. "Would you like an appetizer to go with that?"
"I'm waiting for someone to join me," Kimberly informed him. "I'd prefer to wait until she arrives."
"Of course," the young man replied. Although his air of politeness seemed excessive at times, he had the good looks to pass it off as charm and debonair. For all appearances, Kimberly struck him as someone who would provide a generous tip. He returned with her wine and promptly poured a sample for her to taste.
"Excellent," Kimberly said after swishing the wine in her mouth for a moment. She set the glass down and watched as the waiter filled it with a generous portion. "Thank you," she murmured. After he left, Kimberly sat back and sipped the wine. Having skipped lunch, it took only moments for her to feel the warm glow of the alcohol coursing through her bloodstream. She was in a contemplative mood, despite the noise and conversation at adjoining tables. She lifted her glass and held it in front of the candle. The wine sparkled and glowed in the light. Staring at the amber reflections, she thought about the previous evening.
Mark, her boyfriend, had invited her over for dinner. Mark and Kimberly had been dating for a long time. They seemed compatible in every way and shared an unspoken agreement that someday they would marry and start a family. The relationship was pleasant and companionable enough. Most days, Kimberly felt gratified, but lately she'd become restless. She found herself wanting more than Mark was willing, or able – she wasn't sure which – to offer.
Last night proved to be one of the worst times she'd ever spent with him. After dinner, he wanted to watch a video. It was a porno flick the men at the office gave him for his birthday. Kimberly didn't want to watch it, but Mark was insistent. "Come on," he chided her. "Who knows, you might pick up a few pointers."
Although he said it good-naturedly, Kimberly had a strong urge to tell him he could use a few pointers himself. However, she did not.
Unable to resist his pleading gaze with those cool blue eyes, she finally relented and agreed to watch the flick.
Mark placed his arm around Kimberly and flicked the remote control. The film started and he snuggled very close to her. "Sit back and enjoy the ride!" he said, giving Kimberly a knowing wink.
The movie, if you would call it that, did not have a plot. However, it did have a purpose that was obvious within a few frames of the film.
The main character was a well-built male who strutted and preened for the camera. He was very well endowed and made it obvious that he thought everyone should know it. Kimberly winced as the two female characters took turns sucking his long rod and swallowing what looked to be actual ejaculate. They positioned themselves so that the one sucking him was on her knees. Her legs were spread apart and her ass was fully accessible. While she sucked and stroked him, the other got underneath her and sucked her clit. Their orgasms were timed only seconds apart. Kimberly wondered which sex organ the women preferred, a man's cock or a woman's clit.
The next scene involved the man fucking one of the women from behind. She in turn used a dildo to fuck the other woman who was also poised on all fours in front of her. The rhythmic movement was very hypnotic. Kimberly's face flushed when she realized what was happening. The women doing it to each other were arousing her. Her libido took a deep plunge and she suddenly wanted the film to be over.