Red's Bar Hook-Up

It was a dingy, nasty cracker diving bar where I first saw Karen. She was obviously out of her element and was not the type that would not usually patronize a seedy bar such as Red 's Bar. Red 's bar catered to the lowlifes of the world, or at least this seedy neighborhood. Working men who did a day-to-day grind at one of the local and looked forward to a guess and a beer before going home to the old lady if they were still married or hooked up. The women that came to Red 's were char without morals looking for some guy who would devote them an hour or less of joy, and in takings, they would let the guy bust a nut in them. I was one of those guys.

It was apparent that Karen was carrying a cargo when she came into Red 's Bar. She ordered a double of Four rose wine and sipped it while making small talk of the town with the men. She wore a cotton blouse and gave all those who cared to calculate an unobstructed view of her voluptuous tits. They were easily 38Bs with boastfully dark areolas. She was a mucky drunk, with droplets of bourbon on her dope. I thought I would not mind licking them light for her.

When Karen sidled up to the bar next to me, the jukebox cranked out commonwealth music at a loud volume. She set her bourbon on the bar and draped her arm around me. Jimmy buffet was blaring out Margaritaville, and Karen wanted to trip the light fantastic. It was much of a dance as very much as she was dry-humping me on the worn tile level where we did the vertical mambo. It was not a saltation but a relatively dry humping with clothes on. She ground on my fork until my cock was rock toilsome. I wanted to sate her pussy with it. She had me so horny, and we stood at the bar talking when the terpsichore was over. Karen related she had a rough week and needed to loosen up and have some naughty fun.

I told her I give her all she could cover, but she would give birth to come up to my room just down the street. We stumbled arm in arm, and Karen would accomplish over and rub my difficult prick just to tease. I would constrict her tit or pinch a puffy nipple, to which she would say something nasty.

'' Are you gon na dedicate me this, she asked, squeezing my swollen gumshoe ?

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

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

I fumbled with the door key and got the door undecided just in time as Karenic had loosened my belt and was pulling my gasp off. We tumbled into the room, and I kicked the room access shut, I kicked my employment boots off, and Karen was on her stifle, pulling my jeans and boxers off. Naked from the waist down, my cock 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 fuck this minx. I got on my knees, pulled my shirt off, and stood up.

I took Karen 's hand and pulled her upright, and she stood there fondling my balls with a shit-eating grin on her silly brass. The adulteress licked her sassing, and I slapped her ass hard. I got her blouse off, unhooked her bra, and her 38s spilled out. Cupping her boob, I sucked on one mamilla and then the other as I unhooked her skirt. She was now on the stain rug, and Karenic stood there rubbing her mound as I peeled the plastered wet panty from her. I pushed her to her knees, and my dripping shaft was in her font.

I pressed the slimy brain against her sassing, and her mouth opened like she had been sucking dick all her life. She made a guttural sound as I stuffed my throbbing prick in her silky, wet rima oris. Her luscious red mouth wrapped around my hammer, and I began fucking her facial expression pulling her head back and forth on my persistent cock. Her bridge player grasped my second joint as I pummeled her backtalk, and Karen suckled my gumshoe like a newborn sucking tit. I could feel my pushing into her pharynx, but she did not gag. Looking down, I saw Karen fingering her soupy snatch, one fingerbreadth fucking her incision and her thumb rubbing on her engorged clit.

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

Karen withdrew her wet finger from her and cupped my bollock just in time for the showtime load of cum to occupy her mouth. Karenic swallowed my incumbrance of hot spermatozoan ; she ate most of it, but the 1st load was more than she could palm, and some spewed out from the recession of her oral fissure and down her Kuki to rest on her brazen tits. I pulled my cock out and gave her the finally shot of my cum to her expression, just below her right eye.

'' Rub it over your tit. I told you not to waste my cum. Now lay across my genu and get your penalisation. ``

I sat on the bed, and Karen lay across my genu with her ample ass sticking up. I pushed my mitt across Karen 's spine, holding her in place. Karen could not see what I was doing Unseen because, like her curvy tits, her head was also below the edge of the bed. She saw a Stanford White plastic cap I dropped on the base as it fell. I felt Karen 's body shiver as I squeezed, and the clear sister oil drizzled onto Karen 's apple keister and into her ass crack. I let the oil run over Karen 's tumesce labia and finger her sebaceous silt. I stroked her clit and could palpate Karen squirming as I fucked her pussy with two fingers.

Fear, sharp and acute, suddenly blossomed as Karen realized this would hurt. Karen thought maybe she had pushed this man too hard, and he would not let her get away with a blowjob and your bare basic screw. She knew I was going to hand this bitch what she asked for, and this was going to hurt. All her bibulous wise talk of taboo dirty sex and her demand of rough sex was about to backfire on her. It always seemed less arousing with the possibility of actual pain sensation being scatty. Now Karen was faced with the actuality of rough out sex. She fought for a way to phrase a refusal. Those words that would decline but not kill the headiness of her rousing were not uttered. Karen accepted that she was going to have rough sex and delight it, hopefully.

Karenic felt his dense finger's breadth exit her sopping cunt. Then there was aught, a slight lull and an intense stinging as I delivered a flash slap to her ass. The smack to Karenic 's derriere stole her cerebration, leaving only the heating system and sting across her softly jiggling skin. I slapped her diffuse ass again and again. Until her figure was a cherry red.

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

'' Get on your knee joint slut, and spread your legs ; usher me your juicy snap, '' I demanded.

On her stifle, her torso trembling, I spread her garden pink scratch wide of the mark and swallow my face in her pussy. My tongue licking the duration of her pussy, I ate fresh cum from her. My face was soon multicolour with her musky, and I held on as Karenic reason her goose on my grimace. My pecker was hard as sword, and I had another load of cum to give this bitch.

On my knees, I moved closer to Karen 's hot, sweaty body. The principal of my loggerheaded cock rubbed her labia, opening her flower for my theme. My cock slipped into her pussy quite effortlessly ; quickly, I buried seven in of thickheaded cock into her making her squeal. I began fucking her slowly at first and then with yearn slamming gust making her gasp for air. My prick buried to the hilt in her dearest pot. I filled her with another consignment of cum. Cum flowed from her, and I scooped it up and massaged her tight back entrance. Her snatch was clamping my cock and milking it. I think she thought by keeping me in her cunt she would prevent me from fucking her very tight asshole. Karen was wrong.

push Karen 's promontory down to the bed, I stuffed a couple of pillows under her abdomen, keeping her ample ass in the air. Karen took a deep breath, and I slapped her red ass again. Karenic spread her legs panoptic, and I massaged her rosebud with the head of my tool. The combination of our cum and the child oil made for a very slick vacation spot.

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

My slickness bulbous cock was pressing against her arse. I could feel it pulsating against her dark hole. One, twice, Karenic began to shake her head ; no, but I thrust downwards. So hard and so fast, my prick so thickly greased, that her body opened for me like no other woman 's ever had. Karen knew she wanted, no, she needed a good ass fucking. My thick, well nub filled Karen 's fresh hollow so thoroughly that she squeaked in stupor. Karen 's taut anal muscle rang hot with the force of being impaled. Karenic gasped loudly, too shocked to interpret any sensation. My cock seemed thicker than ever to Karen. For her, it felt more like a fist in her ass.

My cock sat deep inside her snug ass, pulsing with the forbidden promise of to a greater extent cum. Karenic 's muscles were stinging. Her body jerked in an try to disdain my invasion. She groaned and hissed through her tooth. I grunted, and shockingly my turncock seemed to grow. It pulsed and thickened even further. My thigh shuddered as they pressed against Karen.

Just when Karenic thought I was as late 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 tears rolled from her cheek. Karenic was in disbelief that she liked his dick 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 death load of sperm and left her with an ass emollient pie to take family.

Karen told me her ass hurt, and yes, her ass burned after the encroachment, but the rut moistened her cunt beyond its unconstipated slickness. Karenic could not conceal her foreplay sliding down her second joint. Karen made a flaccid, helpless sound, trapped between her pain and my desire to finish fucking her ass. Karenic was unable to decide.

She had no conclusion to realize ; I made it for her. With a roar of masculine penury, Karenic pulled back a fraction, grazing my pecker against the sensitive wall of her tender ass. I shoved her down with his hips with a ferocity that overwhelmed Karenic. My cock speared deep into my ass. Karen related that at that point, it felt like my arm and not was pecker was fucking me in my ass. My asshole was so narrow, so tight, that his hammer was magnified proportionately. It delved like a punch that kept coming until it felt like acres of cock plowed up to my throat.

The champion was so acute, so amiss, that Karen cried out. I stopped, held myself still deep in her quivering asshole, and the just thing we felt was only movement was the clump of my pulse. That pulse was so strong, so deeply buried in Karen that she moaned and stretched beneath him. Rolling my spinal column, so my arse pushed upwards towards him was a small boost that did n't go a miss.

I grabbed her raised coxa and slipped my hand between Karen 's legs. Two fingerbreadth pushed into her wet sex, and Karen 's orgasm hit like a maul. Karenic rocked and groaned, helpless beneath me. With a savage growl, I shoved two Sir Thomas More into her, my fingers stretching Karenic. I opened her pulsing cunt. I added two Sir Thomas More fingers, stretching her ooze slit and force-feeding her organic structure with sexual sensation. Body high temperature encompassed us, and as I invaded Karen, she was assailed by more titillating feelings. Karen was arching upwards, and she would rasp her shoulders on my chest hair as she was trying to strain away my digit in her cunt. With my finger's breadth in Karen 's aching slit Karen could feel my fat persistent cock being forced rich into her tender ass. Karenic, the soak woman I picked up at Red 's bar, now knelt before me. She was now peeling away from my cock that she was impaled on, and we rocked in sensational sexual oblivion. This slattern would almost pull up off my prick and obscenely slam her compressed asshole. My body so live, I gripped her hip as the slut fucked my cock with her ass. Every touch of her sweaty consistence would only make me shake and tremble, my mouth too disconnected from my wit to form words, but Karenic would grunt and imprecate as she got what she desired.

I waited until my climax subsided. I was shivering weakly, panting. I could find the tension of my orgasm, but Karen lacked the awareness to machinate for it. Karen apparently enjoyed my slick dick stretching her motherfucker with each slimy cerebrovascular accident. Karen 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 muscle. Karen stiffened beneath me as my fierce lurch made my muscular tissue tense in protest. With my finger bunched inside her spread head snatch Karen was pass around wide open for my assault, stretching her muscles from within.

Karen sighed loudly, and I knew the slut was growing accustomed to the flavor of being stretched so tautly. Karen 's pain lessened and was replaced by the sensation of a strange greasy cock slipping along the bulwark of her ass. It was not somewhere that had been fucked in a long time. It tickled before and felt like to a reverse to the funny bone, painful and strange all at once. With the savvy that this was not actual pain, not unbearable, Karenic relaxed more profoundly. She enjoyed being assailed by the sense datum of his hammer rubbing the length of that tight, tight space violating her most buck private orifice. Karenic could finger my breathing heighten as I fucked her ass, which triggered yet another sensation within her ravaged physical structure. Karen had the knowledge that her body was going to make them cum. She came, cum flooded her twat, and painted my fingers.

Karen could feel the tension in my thighs as my stopcock stiffened in her butt. My finger burrowing in her fuck hole were coupled with the shuddering of my rancid breathing spell on her shoulder.

'' Dirty little beef. '' I hissed.

Karen smiled at the words ; she could n't serve herself. Karen knew they were not pleasant words, but she took them as a high kind of a compliment. Worth More than all the goddesses and holy person in the reality. Better still, I felt dirty, his fat swollen dick pumping hot seed into my ass. It did n't weigh how liberated she was ; it felt wrong. And when something seemed so bad and yet felt so pleasurable, it had to be the proper thing for her.

Karen ground down against my mitt, urging my fingers to probe deep inside her to rip yet another orgasm from her spent body. It was too lots for me ; I gave a bellow of jar and triumph. With a terrible detrition of my articulatio coxae, I pumped the last of my thick ropes of hot cum into her pale, jiggling ass. Karen shook and spasmed beneath me, her own pleasance heightened by mine.

I sighed and stretched, slipping my blazonry above my head from her body, my dead body pulsing with gratification.

'' Ok, I guess I got what I asked for, I do revel it rough, and that is what you gave me, '' Karenic said.

I have returned to Red 's Bar and have never seen Karen since. I have had one-night stands after that night with Karen, but none that would touch Karen 's lust .