Slingin' Hash Ch. 02

When Myron took a step back, Bev had a clear view where he was pointing. Feeling the muscles of her jaw throb after straining to accommodate such a challenging girth, Beverly wondered just how she was going to manage taking all of him inside her.

"You've delivered two kids..." a distant voice tried reassuring, but as she stared up at Myron's cock jutting like a third arm from his crotch, she felt a icy hot jolt quiver through her body knowing the ordeal he was about to put her through.

Somehow, Bev had no fear of the naked stranger standing above her. She sensed that if she went over and grabbed her pile of discarded clothes, he would allow her to dress, leave and return to her life as it was, without a word. Still, Beverly found herself doing exactly as he had told her. Struggling to stand back up and make her way towards the bed, for the first time in her life Bev could literally taste her own selfish and primal want.

The rest of Beverly's body had filled so completely with numbing shock, she'd forgotten just how tired the soles of her feet were until she tried once again to stand. With a little help from Myron, Bev slowly made herself upright and allowed him to guide her to the bed.

Easing behind Bev once they reached the foot of the bed, Myron slid his hands down to her waist and raised her blue sweater up over her head, leaving the married woman standing there in nothing but her bra. Reaching his hands around Beverly from behind, Myron wrapped his large black hands around each of her tits, squeezing the ivory white cups of her bra firmly between his fingers and palms. Kneading Bev's fleshy bosom over and over, Myron held her tight against his bare chest, kissing his lips repeatedly over her neck and collarbone as his still rigid cock poked insistently at her rear.

Snugly embracing Bev from behind, Myron patiently kneaded her breasts for several minutes until each of her nipples were graphically poking out the sheer material of her bra cups. Her back trembling against his chest, Myron licked his tongue underneath Bev's earlobe, over her shoulder blades, then down her spinal column until he came to rest on one knee.

Perched directly behind Beverly, Myron slid his right hand back between her thighs and snaked his fingers into the older woman's still moist and tender vagina. Hungrily kissing and biting at the ample flesh of Beverly's ass, Myron gently frigged her pussy until she was gasping and teetering above him.

Keeping his right hand wedged between Beverly's legs as he stood up, Myron used his left to squeeze free the four rear clasps of Bev's bra. Swimming his fingers faster through the wincing woman's cunt each time he undid a closure, Myron's grin grew wider and wider until the last clasp was undone.

Slipping the straps over the front of Bev's shoulders, Myron moaned his approval into her right ear when he watched her huge sagging tits spill free. Clutching her pussy tight in his buried right hand, Myron eased his left around Beverly's body and anxiously cupped each one of the heavy orbs.

__________________________________

Beverly now found herself completely naked in a hotel room with a man she'd known for barely an hour. Her back turned towards Myron's daunting presence, Bev stared down at the bed knowing full well what was about to take place on it. Beverly found herself grinding backwards against the black stranger's hand as it pressed intensely between her legs, and as she looked down, her eyes glazed over watching the way Myron's large left hand roamed freely over her chest. Her own left hand wrapped around Myron's as he squeezed her breasts, Beverly felt her wedding band brush across his firm hand, and in that moment, she knew she'd submitted not only to his physical, but also his psychological hold.

Holding her breath when Myron freed his hand from her breasts, Bev shivered, wondering where it would go next. A long gasp seeped from her lips when she felt his grip close around her shoulders, pushing her forward until she was on the bed, kneeling on all fours with Myron closing in behind her.

_________________________________

Myron had fucked a lot of women over the years, both before and after getting married. Many of them, most in fact, had been better looking, not to mention younger than Beverly. But there was something about her unspoken lust, her weakness, seeming to be a vessel in need of being filled that turned Myron on more than he could ever remember. Sensing from the first moment Beverly walked through the door just what she was giving up by coming there, Myron also correctly nailed the hunch about her deep seeded social and cultural prejudices. In turn, Myron soaked in every ounce of implication as he eased up on the bed behind Bev and prepared to claim her as his.

Laying down to Bev's right, Myron gently took the older woman by the waist and helped her roll over flat on her back beside him. Sliding down slightly, Myron positioned his groin until it was perpendicular to Beverly's and the shaft of his straining spear was aimed directly at the blooming fissure of her cunt.

Situated perfectly so that he could see Beverly's face, as well as his cock entering her vagina, Myron took a measure of pride watching the first dick take root inside of her in a very long time.

Myron's gaze locked on Bev's, he was stunned by just how wide-eyed and fixed the naked woman's stare was as she looked down the length of her body at his prick disappearing between her flared vaginal lips. Using his right hand, Myron wiped back the matted tangle of Beverly's pubic hair so they both had a clear view of his dick sliding ever deeper into her steaming womb.

"Can you feel me inside you?" Myron asked.

".......YEEEESSSSS," Bev gasped, her raspy voice spreading like fog through the room.

"Has your Husband ever been this deep in you?" Myron whispered accusingly into Bev's ear.

"....No...," came her shamed response.

"No one's ever this deep in you?" Myron asked again, pushing even more of his joint deep into Bev's molten pool.

"NOOOO," she gulped again, a layer of sweat now beading on her brow.

"And no one else ever will," Myron confidently hissed, his cruel but caring voice swirling in her head as he nibbled and chewed at her earlobe and neck.

Gradually inching his dick as far as it would go inside Beverly, once he hit bottom, Myron eased it out far enough just so she could look down and see how her vaginal juices had drenched his shiny black tool, then Myron shoved it with forceful precision all the way back into her. Over and over he did that until he had built up a constant, rapturous rhythm.

Tapping Bev's clitoris with one hand, Myron draped his other across her chest to fondle her breasts as they swayed wildly side to side. The bedsprings beginning to strain under their combined weight, Myron fixated on the way Beverly's pink vaginal pulp clasped tightly around his manhood each time he eased it backwards, only to disappear with a rubbery, squishing pop when he stabbed his dick forward.

Supporting himself on his left elbow, Myron rapidly increased his pace inside Bev. Shifting his right hand from her clit, he raised it to her chest and began massaging her tits which bounced wildly each time he slammed his groin forward. Taking each of Beverly's nipples between his fingers, Myron tenderly rolled and tweaked them until they'd grown to the full size of cherries.

"Do you want to cum?" he asked after several minutes of relentless pounding.

"...Yes," Bev's voice hissed like air rushing from a balloon.

"Not yet," Myron snapped defiantly, stopping his fuck pace on a dime and pulling his dick almost all the way out of Bev's cunt.

"Please...," Beverly begged. "Please put it back in me.....I ....I......need to......cu....."

"Cum?" Myron finished her plea, savoring the blush that washed across Bev's face at having to verbalize her own selfish desperation.

Myron waited there with pride watching the way Bev clumsily tried humping her crotch upwards and sideways trying to get his dick back inside her.

"You want it?" he half laughed.

"YESSS...PLEEEZZZEE," Beverly cried.

"Then here it is," Myron roared, slamming his groin all the way forward until his pubic bone was once again welded to hers.

"OOHHHH....GOODDDDDDDD," Bev croaked with horrifying delight when Myron resumed his blistering pace.

"I need to cum...I need to cum...I need to cum," Beverly squealed over and over, her words overlapping like toppled rail cars of a wrecked freight train.

Ramming her cooch back against Myron's cock with savage intent, Bev's head swiveled side to side on the mattress until Myron finally granted her another release. Her fat legs flailing through the air, Beverly humped her ass off the sheets with such force, Myron had to brace himself as he continued sawing his dick in and out of her.

Quickly tapping off his dick by its base to keep himself from cumming just yet, Myron allowed the nearly catatonic waitress to wallow in orgasm for several minutes before finally sliding his dick completely free.

"Roll over on your stomach," he leaned in and whispered.

_______________________________

Every nerve in Beverly's body screamed as she tried rotating from her back to her belly. Too ashamed to make eye contact with Myron as she turned over, she could feel her pussy and her head throbbing in unison as she caught a glimpse of his still erect cock out of the corner of her eye. Collapsing face down on the already wrinkled sheets below, Bev wiped her sweaty brow on the pillow as Myron's weight shifted on the bed behind her.

Myron's warm hands encircled each side of Beverly's waist and she felt goosebumps ripple down her back as he slowly prodded her up. Sore and exhausted, Bev winced several times until Myron had finally placed her in position on her hands and knees in front of him.

Her tits sagging all the way down to the sheets, Beverly knelt there allowing Myron's hands to freely explore her ass and thighs. She then let out a loud gasp when his fingers finally pierced her swollen labia. Feeling the bulging log of his cock bouncing against her fleshy asscheeks as his prying fingers opened her up, Bev sensed from the tone of Myron's breathing what he was about to do was going to be strictly for his own enjoyment.

Still panting from her own two mind numbing orgasms already, Beverly's back arched and her fingers clawed furiously at the mattress below when Myron leaned forward and shoved his cock back inside her.

Myron's fingertips dug roughly into Bev's doughy asscheeks as he pressed his groin forward. The bed beneath Beverly began to rock as if an earthquake was shifting the ground below when Myron's cock sliced deeper and deeper into her. Helpless on her knees, explosive flashes of light began firing through Bev's head when Myron tucked each of his thumbs into the edges of her flared anus.

Face down on the bed and holding on for dear life, Beverly could hear Myron's savage grunts and groans mixing with the loud fleshy collisions between his lurching thighs and her raised behind.

"You like that, huh?" she heard him hiss down, his dick feeling 100 feet long as it impaled her.

"Beverly...." he continued, "Are you my slut?"

"....Yes.....," she managed to admit after a brutally long pause.

The simple admission hurt Beverly to no end. She had been raised as a simple, docile, and polite small town girl and had grown into a loving and loyal wife, mother and friend. But at that very moment, she didn't need a mirror to see what she'd become.

"Are you my bitch?" Myron's unwavering voice bristled.

"...Yes," Bev croaked with weak acceptance.

"Then bark for me," he demanded.

A laser shot through Beverly's spine as Myron's words rained down at the same time his cock bore unabated through her womb. Naked and trapped on her hands and knees, Beverly knew she had no moral ground to stand. Before she knew it, two small yelps had slipped from her lips.

"I can't hear you," Myron scolded with steely determination.

Spanking her hard twice on the side of her ass, Myron could feel the blood boiling in his viens when he looked down and saw Bev's face turn to the side and her lips part.

"RUFF....RUFF..........RUFF," the older woman barked, bringing a cruel but vivid smile to Myron's face.

"Do it again, Bitch," Myron spat down, now brimming with lustful power.

"RUFF....RUFF.....RUFF....RUFF," Bev complied, her conscience cringing as her voice now echoed over and over through the room.

Still, despite her embarrassment and shame, Beverly worked her behind backwards against Myron's thrusts with everything her 52 year old body had.

Eventually the physical strain proved to be too much however, and as the last yelp left Bev's throat, her knees gave way and she collapsed flat on her chest. Myron's dick remained firmly entrenched in her cunt as he lowered himself down on top of her.

Her face flush against the sheets, Bev had no way of seeing what was going on above, but she could feel everything with vicious clarity. Myron's barrel chest resting heavily on her back, Beverly's head buzzed as his breath cascaded into her left ear. She could feel his legs draped over hers, effectively holding her in place and all Beverly could do was moan loudly each time he pounded his dick into her. She could feel his cock seem to breathe with life as it cleaved the raw and tingling flesh of her vaginal sheath, and even though she'd been out of sexual practice with her Husband's apathy and declining state of health, Bev could sense Myron's manhood was on the verge of exploding deep inside her.

Bev's heart raced and she squirmed on the bed beneath him when she felt each of his hands grab her ass. Gripping her behind tightly as he fucked her, Myron pressed her asscheeks together around his buried cock until he had created an ungodly tight vacuum seal. Selfishly sandwiching his dick between Beverly's ample asscheeks for maximum pleasure, Myron drove it in and out of her as his heavy ballsack, and the cum that sloshed inside it, smacked continuously against her frothy slit.

Humping her in short, brutal bursts, Myron's entire body grinded on top of Bev as he neared release. His grunts and groans rained down on her as she writhed on the sheets, and as his powerful body tightened on top of her, she prepared herself for the certain onslaught to come. Spread eagle on her belly, Bev clenched her eyes shut and bit her lips hard when jet after jet of Myron's pasty ejaculate spewed through every crease and crevice of her constricting womb.

"UURRGGHHHHHAAAHHHH," she warbled into the pillow, her body mashed between Myron's pile driving force and the bed straining noisily below.

As Myron's thunderous release subsided, for the first time since she came up to the room, the reality of her situation began to filter back to Beverly. Where there had been the non-stop sounds of bedsprings squeaking and genitals slapping together, now there was only two peoples' heavy breathing and a whole bunch of silence.

When Myron finally pulled back, the semen that had been plugged deep inside Beverly's womb dripped and oozed free, creating a messy stain on the sheets right below her crotch. Face down and silent, Bev gasped a sigh of relief when Myron lifted his weight from her back and she couldn't help but wonder just where the night, or the rest of her life frankly, would go now.

Feeling Myron roll off the bed behind her, she could hear his footsteps heading towards the bathroom. Laying there in the brief moment of solitude, Bev attempted to move, but her screaming bones and joints would have none of it.

"What do I do now?" she asked herself, the surrealness of her situation further heightened by the sound of Myron's piss stream splashing in the toilet.

Bev's pussy felt as if a meteorite had crashed into it as she laid there and she couldn't help turning her face into the pillow when Myron sauntered back into the room. Goosebumps once again exploded across her flesh when he reached down and caringly caressed her shoulders with his warm hand. The overwhelming scent of sex, both hers and his, filled Bev's senses each time she inhaled and she instinctually found herself snuggling closer to him as he sat down beside her.

"Roll over one more time," he prodded.

____________________________________

Back in his prime, Myron had been good for three or four productive fucks a night. Age and marriage had eroded his stamina somewhat over the years, but on his occasional business trip trysts, he still mustered the energy for more than one good session. The one with Beverly had certainly drained him however. He had held off his release for so long with her that when he finally did, his muscles were screaming just as much as hers.

After busting his nut, then going to take a piss, Myron was surprised somewhat that Beverly was still laying face down on the bed, just as he'd left her. In 15 years when he'd be her age, Myron was pretty sure he'd be equally spent after such a brutal and intense session in bed. In that lucid moment, Myron felt an immense amount of empathy for Bev as he rubbed her back, knowing the guilt the God fearing and devoted woman must be feeling after what she'd done. At the same time, the revelation that Beverly did all that just to sleep with him suddenly re-energized Myron as he lovingly grazed his fingertips across her back.

When Bev began to roll over, Myron couldn't help but fill with pride seeing the look of exhaustion on her face along with the glow of unquestioned sexual gratification in her dazed eyes. Leaning down once she was flat on her back, Myron kissed her on the mouth as he pawed at her breasts with his right hand. Tapping at his rubbery, half erect and greasy cock with his left, Myron gradually worked it back to hardness as he traced kisses down her cheek, neck and across her chest.

Raising himself up on the mattress, Myron proceeded to straddle Bev's prone torso until his parted thighs were draped across her chest and his behind was buffered by her mountainous bosom. Inching forward, Myron dropped his slowly growing cock against the side of Bev's cheek, rubbing the musky smelling beast side to side until her face was coated with the shared residue of their previous fuck. Myron then shoved it between her lips and watched as it grew back to full erection in Beverly's mouth, knowing the mixture of his cum and her own vaginal stew were slowly trickling down her throat each time she swallowed.

Slowly rutting his hips forward when he felt the shaft of his cock expanding in Bev's mouth, he looked down and could see her cheeks bulge like a blowfish as she struggled to accommodate him. Myron then felt Bev's tits bounce against the back of his legs as her body began to grind in unison with his.

When Myron had cum minutes earlier, it had been a dam burst inside Beverly's cunt. But once he was back on top of her however and had his dick back to full attention in her mouth, there was no telling just how long he might be able to last a second time with her. So much of his seed was already swimming through her pussy, Myron contemplated a different spot for his second go around. Bev's breasts had been the first thing he'd noticed about her back at the diner and Myron quickly decided they would be the path of his next endeavor.

Keeping his dick inside Beverly's mouth for several more minutes, Myron held one hand steady on the top of her head while using the other to reach behind his back to grope Bev's bouncing breasts. Myron's cock was now bathed in Bev's languid saliva as his balls danced lewdly on her chin and he continued to shove it in and out of her mouth with sensuous abandon until he decided it was the right time to aim it lower.

Withdrawing it from Bev's mouth with a drool-laden plop, Myron dragged the head of his cock over her bottom lip and down her chin before sliding the pulsing shaft like a snake across her neck, chest and cleavage. His dick looking like a long ebony sausage tucked between a huge white bun, Myron pressed Beverly's tits together until it was enveloped by her voluptuous mammary sheath.