Mrs. O’Leary was the bitch of the neighborhood. She and her husband had the biggest house and fanciest cars. She was a gorgeous, tall redhead. She stood at 5′-10″ and had glowing green eyes. Her long thin waist flowed into shapely hips and a peach-shaped ass. Her voluminous boobs seem to be a surgeon’s masterpiece at 40D. She had an evil smile and a sharp tongue.
I was 6′-2″ with curly blonde hair. I played baseball and threw the javelin. I was above average in both. I had large dimples on both sides of my mouth. I tanned easily and had deep blue eyes.
Mr. O owned four car dealerships around town but was small in stature and had other areas of the anatomy that were small as well. Her father was a real-estate millionaire who gave his daughter everything she asked for. Her two preteen daughters were spoiled brats just like their mother.
Mrs. O was miserable, she was bored, and her sex life was just quickie hand jobs, getting her toes sucked, and getting small-dicked from behind. In the fifteen years that she had been married, had not achieved one orgasm from her husband. She had a big black dildo named Roger that gave her climaxes.
Somehow, she found out that I had been servicing a few of the neighborhood married women. She had me followed and spied on for a few weeks. She had videos and pictures of me and some of my lovers in compromising positions. She had closeups of my erect eight-inch cock.
My cellphone rang at eight AM on Friday morning. I had a late night with my good friend Julie, and I was still half asleep. “Hello, Mr. McKean, this is Nancy Lipton, Mrs. Janice O’Leary’s personal assistant. She is requesting a meeting with you today at her residence at noon. Can you make it? We can send a car for you.”
I scratched my head, and I had to comprehend what had just been said, as I had cobwebs in my head. I knew who the O’Learys were and wondered what she wanted with me. I did not exactly fall into her social status. I said, “Sure. I’ll be out front at noon. Do you know what this is pertaining to?”
She replied, “No sir, I do not. A car will be there at noon. Thank you.” She abruptly hung up. I rolled over and went back to sleep. I still had Julie’s juices on my cock.
I rolled out of bed at eleven. I took a big shit and showered. My curly blonde hair was getting long, so I just combed it straight back. I brushed my straight white teeth (thanks to my mom for having me wear braces for two years during my freshman and sophomore years of high school) and splashed on some cologne. I couldn’t find any clean underwear or socks, so I just slipped my jeans over my naked ass. I pulled on a black t-shirt and my good sneakers.
“Well, look who’s up,” my cute little sister announced.
My mother added, “Don’t forget to go to the grocery store and the pharmacy for me. I really need your help tonight to fix the spare toilet and to finish painting the shed.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, as I stuffed my face with her freshly baked muffins. I downed a cup of milk and headed out to the front porch.
A black stretch limo pulled up to the front of my house. The chauffeur got out and came around and opened the back door. I climbed in and a beautiful twenty-something sat across from me. She had brown hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. She had black-rimmed glasses framing her big brown eyes. Her breasts were small, so she wore no bra under her white blouse. She wore a gray pencil skirt with gray high heels. She had a small frame of 4′-11″ tall. Shear black stockings adorned her short, thin legs.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. McKean, I’m Nancy. We spoke earlier this morning. We will go to the guest house at the back of the property,” she spoke.
“Thank you, Nancy. Do you know what this meeting is about?” I replied.
“I do not, I am sorry,” Nancy answered.
When we entered the guest house, Mrs. O was sitting in a high-back armed chair. She was beautiful, with a low-cut aqua dress that flowed to her knees. She had her legs crossed, showing the tops of her stockings up her thigh. Her legs were long and sexy, and the top of her large breasts bulged out the top of her dress.
Nancy and I stood in front of her as she explained she knew about my exploits around the neighborhood, and she showed us videos and pictures. My big cock was featured in many of the evidence. I just smiled and said, “Yes, ma’am, I have had sex with a few of the women in the neighborhood. There is no crime in that. What do you want with me?”
“I want to take part. I am willing to pay you for your services. My husband is lacking in the dick size department and his sexual skills are nonexistent,” she explained.
“I don’t have sex or relationships for money or social gains. I have sex because of the desire between the ladies and me. Yes, sometimes I fill a void in their lives,” was my answer.
“I am willing to pay one thousand dollars per hour for your services. It will be discreet. Only us three will ever know and it will only happen here in the guest house. You will come when summoned,” she stated. I paused for a long minute. “Yes, that’s what I thought money changes things,” she laughed. “Nancy, pull his cock out and let me have a close look at my property,” she ordered.
Both Nancy and I stood shocked. “Come on, Nancy, I pay you well. Do what you are told,” Mrs. O barked.
Cute little Nancy knelt in front of me. Her hands were shaking as she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to the floor. My flaccid cock was on display. “Show him your tits so his cock will get hard,” the Mrs. instructed. Nancy slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. Her small tits were just bumps on her chest. She had small tan areolas and tiny brown nipples. Her eyes were tearing up. She was so damn sexy, kneeling in front of me. My cock got semi-hard. “I’m not impressed so far. Your titties are too small. Nancy, grab his cock stroke and if you have to, suck it,” she rudely said.
Nancy’s nipples stiffened as her whole body was shaking. I noticed an engagement ring on her finger. She took her glasses off as her face closed in on my cock. “Leave them on,” I whispered. She smiled up at me as her fiancé loves it when they have sex when she’s wearing her glasses.
Her tiny hand would not fit around the base of my cock as she stroked me. “Take off your skirt, then suck his fat cock,” Mrs. O panted as she was squirming in her seat. Nancy released my cock and shimmied out of her skirt. She was now just wearing a black thong, stockings, and high heels. She looked like a tiny doll.
She used two hands to grip my cock as her soft, warm lips encased the head of my cock. My cock thickened and grew to its full eight inches. “There it is! That is a nice big cock. Now suck it dry and let him spray your little titties,” Mrs. O moaned. She had worked one hand under her dress and panties. She was fingering herself as she watched Nancy and me.
Nancy bobbed her head on my cock as I used one hand to gently guide her up and down my shaft. She only took six inches, but she knew how to suck a cock. Her warm tongue twirled around my cock as she bobbed. I pulled her ponytail as my balls were about to release my seed. Nancy prepared for my explosion. She looked at me with her big brown eyes through her glasses. I grunted and the first spurt filled her mouth. She pulled me out and placed my cock head at her flat chest. I exploded more cum over her chest, neck and face. Nancy was surprised by all the cum that I produced.
“Excellent! Come here Nancy and let me clean you up,” Mrs. O stood up and pulled her dress over her head and threw it into the corner. She was tall and sexy. She reached down and kissed Nancy on the lips. She tasted my salty cum and smacked her lips. She pushed Nancy’s thong to one side and shoved two fingers up her cunt. Nancy’s knees almost gave out. Mrs. O licked all my cum off of Nancy’s face, neck and chest. She sucked her tiny tits and nibbled her nipples. Nancy had a tremendous orgasm. Mrs. O sat Nancy in her seat. “Do you want to watch, or do you want to go home?” Mrs. O asked.
Nancy, still quaking from her orgasm, softly said, “I want to watch.” She looked at me as she was embarrassed.
Mrs. O stood straight up with her push-up bra, thong, stockings and high heels. Her hands were on her hips, and she looked like a supermodel. She pulled my shirt over my head as I stepped out of my sneakers and jeans. I was still rock hard.
She reached behind her and unfastened her bra. Her round, firm tits did not even move. She bent over and slipped her panties off. Her labia were hairless and pink. Moisture dripped from her just-fingered pussy. She lifted her right leg up and I held it in the crook of my arm.
Mrs. O slid her pussy over my cock head. She continued to slide down halfway. I was already deeper than her husband had ever been. She was convulsing and moaning. Her eyes were closed tight. “Nancy, he is so thick. He is stuffing my pussy, and it feels so good. God! Oh! Fuck me!” she cried out.
I put my hands on the top of her breeder hips and pulled her completely on my cock. My mouth was sucking her massive tits. She was crying in ecstasy. Her soft pussy walls were tight against my shaft and she felt every ridge of my cock against her sensitive spots.
I rocked my cock in and out of her wet cunt. Her head fell back with her mouth wide open. She made gurgling sounds as I deeply pistoned into her womb. Her leg that was standing weakened, so I held her up by both legs and pounded her. I spun her around and pushed her against the wall as leverage. She emitted a blood-curdling scream as she shook uncontrollably and squirted what seemed like a gallon of fluid. This is the first time she has achieved an orgasm from a cock.
Mrs. O was exhausted, but I was going to give her what she had paid for. I bent her over the couch and held her down. I spanked her ass hard with my bare hands. Her ass was so firm it barely shook. She screamed it hurt. I called Nancy over and she gave her a few whacks with her bare hand. Mrs. O had tears running down her face. Nancy took two of her fingers and stuck them in my mouth. They tasted so good. She had been obviously fingering herself as she watched us fuck.
Nancy sat down again with one leg over the arm of the chair. I noticed her panties were off as she dug her fingers into her cunt. Her pussy was also fully shaved bald. She smiled at me and spread her pussy open so I could see the pink entrance.
I slapped Mrs. O’s ass a few more times as I loved her whimpering. I ran my tongue over her pink starfish. She moaned as I rimmed her ass. I stood up and pushed my cock into her wet pussy from behind. “Yes, baby, yes! Fuck me again. Oh God, I can’t get enough,” she purred. I slid my full length up and down her tight, juicy pussy. She realized it was even tighter from behind. She was grunting with every thrust. Our skin was slapping loudly. Nancy came over and stuck her two pussy-juiced fingers fully into Mrs. O’s asshole. She pumped them in and out as I fucked Mrs. O hard. Mrs. O came again. Nancy kept fingering her ass and reached down and found a long fat clit. She thumbed it as I shot my load deep into Mrs. O’s pussy. As felt my warmth spread into her, she passed out, bent over the couch.
Nancy and I got dressed and just left her there, naked with her pussy to the wind. My cum was dripping out of her cunt as we shut the door.
In the limo, Nancy stripped naked and pulled my cock out. She straddled my lap and impaled her tiny pussy with my thick shaft. It sunk in easily. She smiled and whispered in my ear as she fucked me vigorously, “I’m engaged to a black bull. His cock is thicker and longer than yours.”
We fucked all the way to my house and as we pulled up, we both came simultaneously. I whispered in her ear,” I love your tiny titties.”
She kissed me and replied, “Everyone does.”
