true addict would have
sex for as long as sex was available
regardless of hunger, thirst, fatigue, pain, or discomfort. Of al people, Joe should know. His own addictions had led him
beyond the limits of sanity and morality. Just as it was now leading him through a sex club with his throbbing hard cock
pointing the way, like a divining rod.
The Spanish woman stopped abruptly
and her rotund buttocks continued to
jiggle for several seconds after the rest of her body had ceased movement. Joe
felt both elated and disappointed now
that her ass had stopped its bewitching dance. He could now catch up to her, but he could no longer delight in her
salacious movements. If al went wel , he reminded himself, he would have far
more to delight in soon.
"Uh ... hel o?" Joe reached out and tapped her on the shoulder, feeling
foolish as he drooped his shoulders and bowed his head in an effort to appear
smal er and less intimidating. But Joe
was enormous. There was no way he
could look anything but intimidating. He had gotten very adept at playing the
gentle giant, however. Every year on the news he'd heard about people getting
mauled to death for being dumb enough
to try to pet polar bears and grizzlies because the things were so cute. He
figured he could look at least as cute as a grizzly.
When she turned around Joe was
stunned by how young and innocent her
face appeared. She had pudgy cheeks
with deep dimples, ful bow-shaped lips, and large timid eyes with thick heavy
eyelashes. The body of a whore with the face of an angel. Her breasts were
tremendous, every bit the equal of her
remarkable ass. She was a goddess.
She turned to him and smiled. Joe was
loath to lose even a moment's sight of
that blessed ass but he found the
beautiful smile spreading on her angelic face worth the loss.
"Yes?" she asked, smiling wider. Joe didn't know what to say. He was so
excited that the words spil ed out before he could give them order and finesse. It was his lust, the monster throbbing
between his thighs, putting the words in his mouth. His prey-drive guiding him
through the necessary social niceties.
"I-I love you. You are the most sensuous woman I have ever seen. I want to
worship you forever," Joe said.
I want to eat you alive! he meant.
The woman's smile faltered a moment
as she examined his face to see if he
was serious. She knew that while some
men found her irresistible, even more
just saw her as a fat chick. His
expression looked so timid, though, so
fearful of rejection, that she was
immediately convinced of his sincerity. This gigantic muscle-bound man, with
the body of a Greek god and the face of a movie star, was throwing himself at her feet.
"You mean that, don't you?"
"I have never seen a more perfect
woman than you.
She reached out and ran her hands over
his mountainous pectoral muscles, his
thick shoulders and biceps, over his
rippled abs and down to the erection
throbbing at his center. Without pants or underwear his massive organ bobbed in
the air, pointing directly at her.
"My God! What a beautiful cock!"
"Thank you," Joe said timidly. Blushing noticeably.
She caught the thick slab of meat in her hands and began stroking it, barely able to fit her hand completely around it as she pul ed him closer until her breasts rubbed against his stomach. He was so
tal that his cock went up between her
cleavage as she closed the distance
between them. She knelt slightly so that her breasts lined up perfectly with his genitals. She began sliding his cock up and down between her breasts. Joe
shuddered, feeling like he was about to explode.
"What's your name, handsome?"
"Joe. J-Joe Miles," he stammered as he tried to keep himself from orgasm. He
didn't want to cum like this. He wanted that ass. Its image was stil burned into his mind even as he tit-fucked her
between those huge double-Ds.
"Good to meet you, Joe," she said, stil rubbing his cock. "My name is Alicia."
"I want you,
sex for as long as sex was available
regardless of hunger, thirst, fatigue, pain, or discomfort. Of al people, Joe should know. His own addictions had led him
beyond the limits of sanity and morality. Just as it was now leading him through a sex club with his throbbing hard cock
pointing the way, like a divining rod.
The Spanish woman stopped abruptly
and her rotund buttocks continued to
jiggle for several seconds after the rest of her body had ceased movement. Joe
felt both elated and disappointed now
that her ass had stopped its bewitching dance. He could now catch up to her, but he could no longer delight in her
salacious movements. If al went wel , he reminded himself, he would have far
more to delight in soon.
"Uh ... hel o?" Joe reached out and tapped her on the shoulder, feeling
foolish as he drooped his shoulders and bowed his head in an effort to appear
smal er and less intimidating. But Joe
was enormous. There was no way he
could look anything but intimidating. He had gotten very adept at playing the
gentle giant, however. Every year on the news he'd heard about people getting
mauled to death for being dumb enough
to try to pet polar bears and grizzlies because the things were so cute. He
figured he could look at least as cute as a grizzly.
When she turned around Joe was
stunned by how young and innocent her
face appeared. She had pudgy cheeks
with deep dimples, ful bow-shaped lips, and large timid eyes with thick heavy
eyelashes. The body of a whore with the face of an angel. Her breasts were
tremendous, every bit the equal of her
remarkable ass. She was a goddess.
She turned to him and smiled. Joe was
loath to lose even a moment's sight of
that blessed ass but he found the
beautiful smile spreading on her angelic face worth the loss.
"Yes?" she asked, smiling wider. Joe didn't know what to say. He was so
excited that the words spil ed out before he could give them order and finesse. It was his lust, the monster throbbing
between his thighs, putting the words in his mouth. His prey-drive guiding him
through the necessary social niceties.
"I-I love you. You are the most sensuous woman I have ever seen. I want to
worship you forever," Joe said.
I want to eat you alive! he meant.
The woman's smile faltered a moment
as she examined his face to see if he
was serious. She knew that while some
men found her irresistible, even more
just saw her as a fat chick. His
expression looked so timid, though, so
fearful of rejection, that she was
immediately convinced of his sincerity. This gigantic muscle-bound man, with
the body of a Greek god and the face of a movie star, was throwing himself at her feet.
"You mean that, don't you?"
"I have never seen a more perfect
woman than you.
She reached out and ran her hands over
his mountainous pectoral muscles, his
thick shoulders and biceps, over his
rippled abs and down to the erection
throbbing at his center. Without pants or underwear his massive organ bobbed in
the air, pointing directly at her.
"My God! What a beautiful cock!"
"Thank you," Joe said timidly. Blushing noticeably.
She caught the thick slab of meat in her hands and began stroking it, barely able to fit her hand completely around it as she pul ed him closer until her breasts rubbed against his stomach. He was so
tal that his cock went up between her
cleavage as she closed the distance
between them. She knelt slightly so that her breasts lined up perfectly with his genitals. She began sliding his cock up and down between her breasts. Joe
shuddered, feeling like he was about to explode.
"What's your name, handsome?"
"Joe. J-Joe Miles," he stammered as he tried to keep himself from orgasm. He
didn't want to cum like this. He wanted that ass. Its image was stil burned into his mind even as he tit-fucked her
between those huge double-Ds.
"Good to meet you, Joe," she said, stil rubbing his cock. "My name is Alicia."
"I want you,
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