Red's Bar Hook-Up

It was a dingy, nasty redneck diva bar where I first saw Karenic. She was obviously out of her element and was not the eccentric that would not usually patronize a seedy bar such as Red 's Bar. Red 's bar catered to the stinker of the creation, or at least this seedy vicinity. Working men who did a day by day nerd at one of the local and looked forward to a shot and a beer before going home to the old lady if they were still married or hooked up. The fair sex that came to Red 's were women without ethics looking for some guy who would consecrate them an hr or less of delight, and in return, they would let the guy bust a nut in them. I was one of those guys.

It was apparent that Karen was carrying a load when she came into Red 's Bar. She ordered a double of Four Roses and sipped it while making diminished talk with the men. She wore a cotton wool blouse and gave all those who cared to look an unobstructed view of her buxom teat. They were easily 38Bs with magnanimous dark areolas. She was a sloppy inebriate, with droplets of bourbon on her boobs. I thought I would not mind licking them clean for her.

When Karen sidled up to the bar next to me, the nickelodeon cranked out nation music at a meretricious volume. She set her bourbon on the bar and draped her arm around me. jemmy sideboard was blaring out Margaritaville, and Karen wanted to dance. It was much of a dance as much as she was dry-humping me on the worn tile floor where we did the vertical mambo. It was not a saltation but a relatively dry humping with clothes on. She ground on my crotch until my tool was rock hard. I wanted to fill her pussy with it. She had me so steamy, and we stood at the bar talking when the dance was over. Karen related she had a fierce hebdomad and needed to tease apart up and get some naughty fun.

I told her I give her all she could handle, but she would have to come to my elbow room just down the street. We stumbled arm in arm, and Karenic would reach over and rub my hard dick just to cod. I would squeeze her tit or nip a puffy pap, to which she would say something nasty.

'' Are you gon na return me this, she asked, squeezing my swollen dick ?

'' As soon we get to my elbow room, and you get naked for me, you can possess my dick. Where do you want it, sweetie ? ``

'' You can fuck me wherever you want to poke me, just be rough in with me. I like a man who controls his sluts. I do n't desire a man who is a wimp in bed, ca n't handle women. ``

I fumbled with the room access key and got the door open just in time as Karen had loosened my belt and was pulling my pant off. We tumbled into the elbow room, and I kicked the door shut, I kicked my work boots off, and Karen was on her knees, pulling my blue jean and boxershorts off. Naked from the waist down, my stopcock jutting out and dripping with pre-cum. This kick had me worked up, and I needed to cum. I wanted her naked before I would be intimate this minx. I got on my knees, pulled my shirt off, and stood up.

I took Karen 's manus and pulled her vertical, and she stood there fondling my balls with a shit-eating grinning on her lightheaded face. The slut licked her mouth, and I slapped her ass laborious. I got her blouse off, unhooked her bra, and her 38s spilled out. Cupping her tits, I sucked on one teat and then the other as I unhooked her bird. She was now on the stain rug, and Karen stood there rubbing her mound as I peeled the nasty wet step-in from her. I pushed her to her knees, and my dripping cock was in her face.

I pressed the slimy nous against her mouth, and her lip opened like she had been sucking dick all her spirit. She made a pharyngeal audio as I stuffed my throbbing cock in her silky, wet back talk. Her scrumptious red rim wrapped around my cock, and I began fucking her fount pulling her head back and Forth River on my dour cock. Her hands grasped my thigh as I pummeled her mouth, and Karen suckled my prick like a neonate sucking tit. I could sense my pushing into her throat, but she did not gag. Looking down, I saw Karen fingering her soupy snatch, one finger's breadth fucking her slit and her thumb friction on her overeat clit.

'' Hold my formal, you slut. I am gon na fill your mouth with cum, and you easily not waste any. ``

Karen withdrew her wet finger from her and cupped my formal just in sentence for the 1st encumbrance of cum to fill her sassing. Karen swallowed my load of hot sperm ; she ate about of it, but the showtime load was more than she could handle, and some spewed out from the corner of her backtalk and down her chin to rest on her bodacious bosom. I pulled my cock out and gave her the last shaft of my cum to her human face, just below her right eye.

'' Rub it over your tits. I told you not to waste my cum. Now lay across my knees and get your punishment. ``

I sat on the bed, and Karen lay across my stifle with her plenteous ass sticking up. I pushed my hand across Karen 's spikelet, holding her in place. Karenic could not see what I was doing spiritual world because, like her voluptuous mamilla, her question was also below the boundary of the bed. She saw a white plastic cap I dropped on the floor as it fell. I felt Karen 's organic structure tremble as I squeezed, and the clean sister oil drizzled onto Karen 's apple bottom and into her ass crack. I let the oil run over Karen 's swollen labia and fingerbreadth her sebaceous silt. I stroked her clit and could find Karenic squirming as I fucked her puss with two fingers.

veneration, sharply and intense, suddenly blossomed as Karen realized this would wound. Karen thought maybe she had pushed this man too hard, and he would not let her get away with a blowjob and your bare canonical fucking. She knew I was going to give way this bitch what she asked for, and this was going to hurt. All her drunken sassy talk of taboo dirty sex and her demands of rough sex was about to backfire on her. It always seemed less arousing with the possibility of real pain being absentminded. Now Karen was faced with the actuality of fierce sex. She fought for a way to phrase a refusal. Those words that would decline but not down the headiness of her stimulation were not uttered. Karen accepted that she was going to stimulate unsmooth sex and enjoy it, hopefully.

Karen felt his thick fingers exit her sopping puss. Then there was zippo, a flimsy letup and an intense sting as I delivered a loud slap to her ass. The smack to Karen 's derriere stole her thinking, leaving only the heating and sting across her softly jiggling hide. I slapped her lenient ass again and again. Until her build was a cherry red.

Karen 's breath paused. Her bitch was weeping with the confection nectar of her pussy, and Karen was conflicted between wanting and not wanting more. I made the decision for her. I took her by the arm and drug her onto the bed.

'' Get on your knee slut, and propagate your ramification ; show me your juicy puss, '' I demanded.

On her stifle, her body palpitation, I spread her pink twat wide and buried my face in her pussy. My tongue licking the length of her pussy, I ate fresh cum from her. My face was soon painted with her musky, and I held on as Karen footing her cuckoo on my boldness. My stopcock was hard as blade, and I had another incumbrance of cum to give this bitch.

On my knees, I moved closer to Karen 's hot, sweaty body. The head of my loggerheaded dick rubbed her labia, opening her bloom for my stem. My cock slipped into her puss quite effortlessly ; quickly, I buried seven inch of thick stopcock into her making her squeal. I began fucking her slowly at first-class honours degree and then with long slamming blow making her gasp for air. My prick buried to the hilt in her love pot. I filled her with another burden of cum. Cum flowed from her, and I scooped it up and massaged her pie-eyed backdoor. Her pussy was clamping my turncock and milking it. I think she thought by keeping me in her cunt she would forestall me from fucking her very cockeyed whoreson. Karen was wrong.

Pushing Karenic 's header down to the bed, I stuffed a brace of pillows under her abdomen, keeping her rich ass in the air. Karenic took a deep breath, and I slapped her ruby ass again. Karen spread her legs wide, and I massaged her rosebud with the head of my hammer. The combination of our cum and the baby oil made for a very slick magazine vacation spot.

Karen 's body was too lost in the rough and collapse of sex and restrained force to voice an remonstration. I watched Karen 's fingers dig into the comforter below us. Maybe she was wrestling with the estimate of twisting, turning, and rolling out from under, but I rested my weight on Karen, pinning her firmly on the bed.

My slick protuberant turncock was pressing against her asshole. I could feel it pulsating against her glum hole. One, twice, Karen began to excite her caput ; no, but I thrust downwards. So hard and so fast, my cock so thickly greased, that her dead body opened for me like no other woman 's ever had. Karen knew she wanted, no, she needed a expert ass fucking. My thick, vain nitty-gritty filled Karen 's idle hole so thoroughly that she squeaked in shock. Karen 's tight anal heftiness rang hot with the force of being impaled. Karen gasped loudly, too shocked to represent any sensation. My hammer seemed thicker than ever to Karen. For her, it felt more like a fist in her ass.

My cock sat deeply inside her snug ass, pulsing with the tabu promise of Thomas More cum. Karen 's muscles were stinging. Her consistency jerked in an effort to reject my encroachment. She groaned and hissed through her teeth. I grunted, and shockingly my stopcock seemed to uprise. It pulsed and thickened even further. My second joint shuddered as they pressed against Karen.

Just when Karen thought I was as deep as I could go into her stringent ass, I pressed down and opened her rosebud up another inch, then two. She gasped. I groaned. Karen grunted, and binge rolled from her boldness. Karenic was in incredulity that she liked his cock in her ass, and she was grinding on it. Karen realized that getting ass fucked and having rough sex was something she wanted again. I filled her ass with my last load of sperm cell and left her with an ass cream pie to postulate domicile.

Karenic told me her ass distress, and yes, her ass burned after the intrusion, but the heat moistened her pussy beyond its veritable hanky panky. Karen could not hide her arousal sliding down her second joint. Karen made a soft, lost sound, trapped between her botheration and my desire to land up fucking her ass. Karen was unable to decide.

She had no decisiveness to have ; I made it for her. With a hollering of masculine motivation, Karen pulled back a fraction, grazing my cock against the spiritualist rampart of her tender ass. I shoved her down with his rose hip with a fierceness that overwhelmed Karen. My cock speared deep into my ass. Karen related that at that compass point, it felt like my arm and not was tool was fucking me in my ass. My shit was so narrow, so tight, that his cock was magnified proportionately. It delved like a puncher that kept coming until it felt like acres of cock plowed up to my throat.

The sensation was so intense, so faulty, that Karenic cried out. I stopped, held myself still deep in her quivering asshole, and the only thing we felt was only social movement was the thump of my pulse. That pulse was so strong, so deeply buried in Karenic that she moaned and stretched beneath him. Rolling my spinal column, so my buttocks pushed upwards towards him was a minor encouragement that did n't go a miss.

I grabbed her raised hips and slipped my hand between Karenic 's legs. Two finger pushed into her wet sex, and Karenic 's orgasm hit like a sledgehammer. Karen rocked and groaned, incapacitated beneath me. With a wolf growl, I shoved two more into her, my finger's breadth stretching Karen. I opened her pulsing puss. I added two more fingers, stretching her seepage cunt and force-feeding her body with sexual sensation. Body heat encompassed us, and as I invaded Karenic, she was assailed by more erotic feelings. Karen was arching upwards, and she would rasp her shoulders on my chest hair as she was trying to strain away my finger in her cunt. With my digit in Karenic 's aching pussy Karen could finger my fat tenacious cock being forced late into her attender ass. Karenic, the inebriated woman I picked up at Red 's bar, now knelt before me. She was now peeling away from my dick that she was impaled on, and we rocked in sensational intimate oblivion. This strumpet would almost attract off my asshole and obscenely slam dance her tight asshole. My body so alive, I gripped her hip as the slut fucked my rooster with her ass. Every touch of her sweaty body would only make me throw off and tremble, my back talk too disconnected from my brain to constitute Word, but Karen would grunt and swear as she got what she desired.

I waited until my climax subsided. I was shivering weakly, panting. I could feel the tension of my orgasm, but Karen lacked the awareness to organize for it. Karen apparently enjoyed my knavish dick stretching her asshole with each slimy stroke. Karenic was in euphoric bliss. The feeling of her being fucked was one that she barely registered that I was fucking her sweet ass hard. I felt her body stiffen when I thrust back into her sphincter. Karen stiffened beneath me as my fierce lunges made my muscular tissue tense in objection. With my fingers bunched inside her bedspread cunt Karenic was spread wide open for my ravishment, stretching her brawniness from within.

Karen sighed loudly, and I knew the slovenly woman was growing accustomed to the opinion of being stretched so tautly. Karenic 's pain lessened and was replaced by the sensation of a unknown greasy shaft slipping along the walls of her ass. It was not somewhere that had been fucked in a foresightful time. It tickled before and felt similar to a blow to the funny bone, painful and strange all at once. With the understanding that this was not existent pain, not intolerable, Karen relaxed more profoundly. She enjoyed being assailed by the sensation of his cock rubbing the length of that tight, plastered space violating her almost individual orifice. Karenic could palpate my breathing intensify as I fucked her ass, which triggered yet another whiz within her ravaged body. Karen had the knowledge that her body was going to progress to them cum. She came, cum flooded her pussy, and painted my fingers.

Karen could feel the tension in my thighs as my tool stiffened in her butt. My fingers burrowing in her make out hole were coupled with the shuddering of my sour breather on her shoulder.

'' Dirty little beef. '' I hissed.

Karen smiled at the words ; she could n't help herself. Karen knew they were not pleasant words, but she took them as a high gear kind of a compliment. Worth Thomas More than all the goddesses and saint in the earth. Better still, I felt dirty, his fat swollen pecker pumping hot seed into my ass. It did n't matter how liberate she was ; it felt incorrect. And when something seemed so bad and yet felt so enjoyable, it had to be the proper thing for her.

Karen ground down against my hand, urging my fingers to dig into deep inside her to rip yet another climax from her spent body. It was too a lot for me ; I gave a Saul Bellow of shock and triumph. With a painful abrasion of my articulatio coxae, I pumped the last of my thickset rophy of hot cum into her pale, jiggling ass. Karenic shook and spasmed beneath me, her own pleasure heightened by mine.

I sighed and stretched, slipping my arms above my top dog from her body, my soundbox pulsing with satisfaction.

'' Ok, I guess I got what I asked for, I do enjoy it pugnacious, and that is what you gave me, '' Karen said.

I have returned to Red 's Bar and have never seen Karenic since. I have had one-night rack after that night with Karenic, but none that would equal Karen 's lecherousness .