AUTHOR = Fruit
E-MAIL = withheld
The new job sucked and I knew it. Collecting loan payments and data entry was my main duties and this was my second day on the job. Old Jackson suddenly retired, opening up this great job (if you're a loser).
After ringing the doorbell I stood back to check out the house. Big rich man's place with double garage, the lot. The door opened and there stood a middle-aged woman about 45 or 50, 5'2 and very much overweight. She was wearing a housecoat that went to the floor and I presumed she was not long out of bed.
"Can I help you, young man?" she said looking down her nose at me.
"Yes ma'am. I'm from savings and loans. I'm here to make your monthly pick up," I said with a smile.
"Where's Mr. Jackson?"
"The good man finally got his retirement so I'll be calling from now on."
She looked troubled by this news and shifted from foot to foot. "But we had an arrangement. We made a special deal," she stuttered.
"Why don't I come in and you can explain what the arrangement was. I'm sure it will be fine," I said, again with the company smile.
Inside was just as nouvelle riche as the outside and she showed me into the lounge where we sat down on oversized armchairs. Her ass was so wide it took the chair space to squeeze into.
"So what exactly was the arrangement you and Mr. Jackson had?" I asked when we were settled.
"It was a private agreement between him and I," she said looking at the floor all of a sudden.
My patience was wearing a bit thin at this stage. She either had the money or she didn't. "Look, Miss, I don't know what arrangement you had, but I'm here to collect, so do you have the $400 or should I come back tomorrow?"
After what seemed like an hour she finally said, "Well, with Mr. Jackson, I'd let him look and touch my breasts and he'd only take $200."
I almost laughed out loud. "Lady, I just want the money thank you."
"But you don't understand. My husband doesn't know about the loan and I can only get $200 every month," and with that she opened her housecoat wide to reveal the biggest set of tits I had ever seen. They reached her knees with nipples like cigar butts. "Are you sure I can't convince you?" she said with a nervous smile.
"Wait a second, lady. You want me to pay you $200 just to touch your tits? Is that the deal?" I said in disbelief.
"Uh... Well yes, I guess so." She moved forward on the chair, pushing her breasts out, making them seem even larger.
"With all due respect, I can have whatever I want downtown for $200, and with a woman half your age." I tried to put it gently but it wasn't easy.
"Oh I see. Well maybe I can do a little more."
With that she stood up letting the housecoat fall to the floor leaving her naked in her full glory. Her tummy was large and round starting just beneath her huge tits, and she had another fold of tummy that completely hid her pussy from view. Despite myself I was getting horny. Here she was, old and fat but those tits looked good, and I could imagine my cock sliding in and out of them.
"Listen, if you do whatever I say, maybe we can work something out." When she nodded her head I suddenly understood that I could have some fun here. "Okay then. Kneel down right there," I ordered.
She looked confused but knelt down in front of me. I walked over to her and opened my pants letting them fall to the floor, and then I pulled down my boxers letting my half erect cock spring out. The poor woman looked shocked staring up at me.
"I've never done this with my husband or anyone else. Why don't I just touch you until you come?" she said imploring me with her eyes.
"You're going to do lots of things you don't do with your husband. Now open your mouth." I took the back of her head and pulled her gently towards my cock that was now fully hard and she opened her mouth letting me push it in. "Now suck it gently and mind your teeth. That's it, take some more," I said, pulling her closer onto my shaft.
She wasn't bad, and soon I had her bobbing her head up and down on my cock until she could take the whole thing with ease (it wasn't that big).
"Do you want to come on my breasts?" she asked taking my cock out and looking up at me. "Just turn around, on your hands and knees, and let me see that fat ass and pussy of yours," I growled.
"Oh, I don't think I could let you make love to me," she said in a small voice.
"Fine, just give me the $400 and I'll be out of here."
She hung her head and turned around. 'Man her ass was huge. She must be twice as wide as me in the hips,' I thought. And I could now see her fat cunt between the folds. Kneeling behind her I stroked her ass cheeks marveling at the size and smoothness of them. Running a hand between the crack I pushed two fingers into her pussy making her gasp and move away slightly. It was warm and wet and he could easily take two fingers, which I began to work in and out of her before putting in a third with as much ease.
Then positioning myself behind her, I pushed the head of my cock up to her pussy lips and replaced my fingers with it, shoving in with one stroke until I was balls-deep. She let out a low moan and waited for me to start fucking her.
It was amazing, holding her giant hips. I started to fuck her slowly but soon sped up until I was pounding her pussy with hard fast strokes. She made small moaning sounds and gasped every now and then, and her pussy was sopping wet making my cock slick with her pussy juice. I could smell her pussy now, strong and sweat, which made me pound harder still.
"That's it, whore, move your ass for me. I'm gonna fuck you till you scream, bitch," I panted.
She immediately started bucking back onto me and moaning out, mumbling something. It had been my dirty words that started her going. Her husband had never talked to her like that before. He'd never "used" her like this before. It was all so strange and exciting.
"You filthy slut. You got me horny as fuck now. You love it, don't you?" I banged away as I said all this. "Your whore mouth still sore from sucking cock, bitch?" I asked, enjoying myself.
She suddenly threw her head back and I knew she was coming. She started jerking and thrashing, all the while making little whining noises in the back of her throat. "Yes I love it. Fuck me harder please!" she managed to respond.
I did just that, digging my fingers into her ass and going into her at hyper speed. But after a couple of minutes I was tired and I knew she was so wet that I could never come like this.
When I pulled out she gasped and looked over her shoulder at me." Have you come?"
"No, not yet. Turn over onto your back and open your legs as wide as you can," I said trying to catch my breath and still look like I was in control.
She obeyed and rolled over opening her legs wide showing me her open pussy hanging open looking well and truly fucked. There was slime all over it and even running between the crack down to her asshole. My cock was raging and I was hornier than ever.
"Touch yourself. Play with your pussy," I commanded doing the same to myself.
"Please make love to me again," she pleaded.
"Do what I say, bitch, or I'll fuck your tight asshole right now. Show me how you do it when you're alone, girl."
Slowly, she moved her hand down and began to touch and stroke her fleshy pussy lips. I took off my remaining clothes while she did this not taking his eyes of her.
Pulling her legs so far up that they where pressed tight against her tits, I shoved my cock back into her hot pussy. She was coming already.
"You want my cock, don't you?" I began pumping hard. "A cock hungry whore like you can't get enough," I grunted.
As before, my words had their effect. She got off on being called a tramp. She found that she loved it when I talked dirty to her.
"Well?" I let out while banging so hard now it must have hurt. I was pulling my cock completely out and ramming it back in.
"Yes, yes I want your cock, you bastard!" she screamed out. "Fuck me like the whore I am!"
I thought to myself, 'This is getting good.' "Then tell me you're my whore," I demanded out loud.
"I'm your whore!" she screamed, and came again. This time she let it out almost screaming the house down and shouting abuse. "Fuck me harder, you bastard! Give me your big nasty cock! YEAH, just like that, you fucker. YES! YES! YEEESSS!"
I fucked her until she was a quivering mess and then pulled out of her sopping wet cunt. Her pussy lips were hanging wide open and I could clearly see right up into her cunt, which was dark pink and looked like it was on fire. She was panting with her head thrown back and her legs hanging open, no energy left to close them.
I climbed up and knelt beside her head. Holding my cock, I slapped her face with it making her open her eyes and look up at my balls and cock, just inches from her face. I rubbed my hard wet cock all over her face, paying special attention to her full red lips, wanking it fast, pulling the skin back and forth.
Finally, she opened her mouth and began to follow my cock around trying to get it into her mouth. Grabbing her hair hard making her eyes pop a little with shock, I plunged my cock into her mouth, forcing the whole thing in, and held her like that and fucked her mouth hard and fast. She managed to get a sucking motion going.
"YEAH! Suck my cock, whore. Take it all in. YEAH!" I pumped slower now, pulling out every third stroke to let her breathe. "I'm going to come in your mouth now and you better swallow it all or you'll pay," I warned her as I felt my come rise.
Groaning loudly, I fired jet after jet of hot spunk into her mouth. The slut-wife managed well for someone who had never done such a thing before. Finally spent, I pulled out.
"The next time I come around I'll stay longer and we'll try out a few new things."
THE END
