He groaned as he felt his cockhead spilt the lips of her pussy. His bloated cockhead was inside her just barely. She reached between them and she found his prick. Her fingers laced around him tightly and she held his cock a little higher.
"There," she said, sighing. "You're in just the right place. Just the perfect place!"
"Then ride me, baby," he grunted. "Ride my cock!"
She sat down on him. He felt his cockhead push up into the hot sweetness of her cunt. Nothing had ever felt so good. She let it stay there just a moment, with neither of them moving. Then she slowly bounced up and down. Sweet pleasure flooded him. He stabbed upward and his cock was firmly lodged in her sweet cunt.
"All right, baby," he told her. "Ride my prick. Ride my prick like you're on fire!"
She started bouncing up and down on his hot, slippery cock. She leaned over and her big tits pressed against him. The sensation was delicious. He could feel those whopping big tits rubbing against him each time she moved. He reached behind her and stroked the delightful silky softness of her back. He let his hands slide down until he was clutching her asscheeks. She didn't seem to mind when his stubby fingers found the entrance to her asshole. He jabbed his finger into her ass up to his knuckle.
"Ummmmm," she groaned softly.
"You like that, baby?" he asked her. "You like to have a finger in your ass?"
"Ummmmm," she answered.
He was doing all the things with her that he'd never dared to do with his own wife. His own wife was a bitch. A bitch who was as skinny as he was fat, and who thought the only way to fuck was in the dark and very quickly. Her action had been dead compared to this sweet bitch who was jumping on his prick. Lynn had to be the sweetest stuff he'd ever had.
"Ride faster, baby," he told her. "Ride my cock faster!"
But there was just so fast she could bounce. She couldn't get fast enough to suit him. He wanted to really slam his big prick into her. He wanted her to know she'd been fucked by a man-size cock. He pushed her off his lap and heard her soft protesting cry.
"I'm still going to fuck you, babe," he assured her. "I just want to be in the driver's seat!"
"Where do you want me?" she asked.
He looked around the room. He felt the excitement swell up in him again. He had always had so many fantasies about doing it in his office. So many places where he dreamed. He knew where his favorite place had to be. On the desk. In fact, he had once dreamed that he fucked this very same woman on the desk. His dream was coming true. He had Lynn in his power.
"You can bend over the desk," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you from behind."
"All right," she said.
He watched the wiggle of her sweet ass as she walked to his desk. She cleared a few things away and she bent over. He saw her big round tits pressing flat against the desk. She spread her legs wide apart. He walked behind her.
He had a good view of her hot, wet snatch. Her sweet pink cuntlips were already covered with his thick white dew. He moved close. He pressed his cockhead against her hot pussy. He felt her wiggling against him as if she was trying to suck his cock into her cunt.
"You want it bad, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered. "I want you to fuck me! I want it bad!"
"Then you're going to get it, cunt," he said.
He had never before gotten such a strong sense of being completely in charge of a woman. Lynn was his. She would do anything he wanted her to. What made him feel even better was the fact that it wasn't all one sided. He knew he wasn't an attractive man and yet he was getting this beautiful dark-haired woman all squirmy with excitement. He liked the feeling. It made his dick grow harder. He wanted to give her a fucking like she'd never had before.
"You fucking cunt!" he yelled. He lunged forward and his cock slammed brutally between her legs. She squealed as his cock spread apart the inner walls of her pussy and went deep inside her belly. He felt her wiggling except this time it was from pleasure. She was really getting turned on. He was grinning as he pulled his hard dick half out of her and stayed still for a moment, reveling in the sweet pleasure of having his prick buried in such a hot pussy.
"Fuck me," she begged him. "Go ahead and fuck me! I need a good fucking so badly!"
He couldn't wait another moment longer. He slammed his throbbing prick back into her cunt again. He started a hard, fast thrusting. She moaned each time he drove his prick into her sweet cunt. She was really loving it.
"Yes!" she cried. "Yes, fuck me like that. Like that!"
He hoped nobody was standing outside his door. She was crying loudly and anybody would understand what was going on in his office. He realized that what he was doing could get him fired, but he didn't care. He cared only about the sweet sensation of putting his cock inside this gorgeous woman's tight pussy.
"You're going to make me come," she screamed. "Oh God, your fat cock feels so good! You're going to make me come! Jesus, I love your big cock! Mmmmmmm!"
He felt her hot cunt juices flooding his prick. He began to drive his prick into her cunt a little faster. He could feel the hot tightness in his balls and he knew he wasn't going to last very much longer. He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds his balls made as they slapped against her.
"You bitch," he yelled. "You sweet bitch! I'm going to fill up your cunt! I'm going to cum! Jesus, I'm coming! Coming, aghhhhh!"
He slammed into her as hard as he could and felt his thick cock cream filling her pussy. The hot spasms of pleasure made him dizzy. She kept rubbing her cunt against him for as long as he trembled. Then she slowly raised up and allowed his cock to slip out of her.
"I've done what you wanted," she said. "Now, do I get the loan?"
"Of course," he answered.
He didn't care that she now acted as if she hated him. She had done what she promised, and now he would approve the loan. After all, he was a business man and a man of honor. At least about money matters!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lynn couldn't go home. She was too disgusted with herself. She had to have time to think about what she had done. She had gotten her much needed loan but she had paid a high price. Maybe too high a price? It wasn't just that she had fucked the disgusting fat man. She could have stood that. A woman alone had to do things like that. No, what hurt her was that she had enjoyed it. She had gotten turned on. The ugly man had made her come.
"Damn it to hell," Lynn said loudly.
It made her angry that she couldn't control the responses of her body. She had never been like that with her husband. He had not made her feel so horny. Perhaps that was the reason her marriage had failed. Maybe his new young girl had made him feel more of a man. Maybe she had turned wild underneath him the way Lynn never had.
But wasn't that partially his fault? He could have made her wild with lust if he had given it a try. He had never tried and she had never understood what she was missing. Now she knew that she had been a very innocent young housewife. She had never even come close to feeling the excitement she'd been feeling with other men. John had started her off. He had broken down her inhibitions. He had made her fair game for any man with an urge. Yet, she didn't hate him. She had nothing but a warm feeling for John. He had left her breathless and flushed with pleasure. He had made her feel the excitement that her husband had never made her feel. And she couldn't blame him for taking advantage. She had been ripe for it. Just as she couldn't blame any of the other men who had fucked her. They were only doing what came natural to them.