“How was your day at work?” the velvety voice asked Jinger through the phone before she could even get out a breathless “hello.” She had just walked into her house when she heard the phone ring. Running over to answer the call, she was delighted to hear it was Martin.
“It was hard, long, and without you there, somewhat unbearable,” she playfully complained. “I really need someone to come over and rub my poor aching feet.”
“If I were there, I would do more than rub your feet.” Martin’s voice sounded husky.
“And I’d let you rub more than my feet,” Jinger replied, kicking off her shoes and sitting down on her sofa. “I would let you rub me down from my head to my feet.” Feeling bold, she continued. “And if you’re good, I’d even let you suck on them.”
“And I would suck on all ten of your tiny digits, right before I licked my way up your legs, right into your hot little cunt.”
“You are so nasty.”
“And you like it.”
“I love it.”
Sighing breathlessly, she paused before asking, “So when are you coming back home?” He had been overseas for a couple of weeks, and although nightly Internet sex was exciting, she couldn’t wait to feel him inside of her.
“I don’t know.”
A knock at her front door had her distracted. “Hold on a minute, someone’s at the door.” Hurrying toward the door, she yelled, “Hold your horses,” right before she swung it open.
“Oh my God!” she yelled as she jumped up at Martin, her arms and legs encircling his neck and waist as she kissed him passionately. He held her up by the waist, walking her back into the apartment as he kicked the door closed and headed to the bedroom.
Jinger remembered the phone and turned it off as she ended the kiss. He had already hung up his phone and placed it into his pocket as he carried her.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, amazed, as Martin deposited her on the bed. He stood over her with flowers in his left hand. She hadn’t noticed them when she opened the door.
“First, these are for you.” He handed her the vase containing the flowers.
“Why, thank you, kind sir.” She put them on the end table, then started to undress herself.
Following her lead, he started taking off his clothes as well.
“You are some kind of beautiful, darlin’.” Having already discarded his shirt, he kicked off his shoes and pulled down his jeans and underwear, leaving her gawking at his toned nude body.
“What are you supposed to do with that?” she asked in a shocked, almost panicked voice as she eyed his gargantuan cock.
Smiling, he looked into her face as he leaned into her, causing her to lie back on the bed.
“I’m going to fit all of this cock into your hot pussy, and when I’m not so needy, I’m gonna fit it into your mouth. I plan on fucking that sweet cleavage of yours, and eventually your tight little ass. When I’m done with you, you won’t have a hole, opening, or crevice that hasn’t been thoroughly fucked.” He smiled down at her. “That’s what I’m gonna do with this.” He held his large erection in his hands.
“You gotta be kidding me if you think you’re going to fuck me up the ass with that thing. I’d sooner take my chances with the top end of a baseball bat.”
“You’ll take me, because you can, and you’ll love it, because I said so.” He gave her a mock menacing stare. She shivered at the thought of taking his big cock anywhere other than her creamy wet vagina, and even that was a risk. She was sure that she was going to be one of those women in the hospital getting stitches for being stretched too far after fucking. But this was one risk she was willing to take.
Take one for the team!
Her inner voice cheered her on.
“Hell, yeah. Let’s do this.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to draw him closer to her.
“I need to put on a condom,” he reminded her as he sat up, unwinding himself from her legs. Grabbing hold of his jeans, which had been discarded next to his feet, he went into the front pocket and pulled out a handful of condoms. He quickly opened a gold wrapper, sheathing himself to the hilt.
A tight fit,
Jinger noticed, and smiled. She had never been with a man whose cock was so large before, but she was sure that she could take it. He said she could. And she would like it. He said she would.
Lying back on the bed, she spread her legs wide so that he could enter her more easily. She waited a moment before looking up at him. He hadn’t moved. He was gazing at her outstretched pussy with a serious expression on his face.
“You’re limber,” he stated.
“Fifteen years of gymnastics, five years as a burlesque dancer to pay for college. I probably have moves you’ve never seen.”
She extended her legs wider, wrapping her legs around her shoulders and across her neck, exposing her already wet pussy and anus.
Watching his eyes glaze over in lust made Jinger’s heart soar with joy.
“Don’t move,” he ordered. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to the end of the bed. She gasped as he took her breast in his mouth.
“You are so hot, and your body is amazing. I’m going to worship it, right after I fuck it.” His words were barely clear as he mumbled them into her breast.