Red's Bar Hook-Up

It was a dingy, nasty redneck dive bar where I first saw Karenic. 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 daily pulverization 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 women that came to Red 's were char without morals looking for some guy who would give them an minute or less of joy, and in return, they would let the guy bust a nut in them. I was one of those guys.

It was unmistakable that Karenic was carrying a payload when she came into Red 's Bar. She ordered a double of tetrad rosiness 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 look an unobstructed vista of her stacked tits. They were easily 38Bs with large dark areolas. She was a muddy inebriate, with droplets of bourbon on her boobs. I thought I would not take care licking them clean house for her.

When Karen sidled up to the bar next to me, the jukebox cranked out country euphony at a trashy volume. She set her Bourbon dynasty on the bar and draped her arm around me. jimmy counter was blaring out Margaritaville, and Karenic wanted to dance. It was much of a dance as much as she was dry-humping me on the careworn tile story where we did the erect mambo. It was not a dance but a relatively dry humping with clothes on. She ground on my genitals until my hammer was rock voiceless. I wanted to make full her pussy with it. She had me so horny, and we stood at the bar talking when the dance was over. Karen related she had a rough out week and needed to loosen up and take some naughty fun.

I told her I give her all she could handle, but she would deliver to come to my room just down the street. We stumbled arm in arm, and Karen would strain over and rub my hard peter just to tease. I would squeeze her tit or top a puffy nipple, to which she would say something nasty.

'' Are you gon na give 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 putz. Where do you want it, sweetie ? ``

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

I fumbled with the door key and got the room access heart-to-heart just in time as Karen had loosened my belt and was pulling my gasp off. We tumbled into the way, and I kicked the door shut, I kicked my work boots off, and Karen was on her knees, pulling my jeans and boxers off. Naked from the waist down, my cock jutting out and dripping with pre-cum. This bitch had me worked up, and I needed to cum. I wanted her naked before I would fuck this minx. I got on my knee joint, pulled my shirt off, and stood up.

I took Karen 's bridge player and pulled her upright, and she stood there fondling my testis with a shit-eating smile on her silly face. The loose woman licked her lips, and I slapped her ass hard. I got her blouse off, unhooked her bra, and her 38s spilled out. Cupping her nipple, I sucked on one pap and then the other as I unhooked her skirt. She was now on the sully rug, and Karen stood there rubbing her mound as I peeled the wet wet pantie from her. I pushed her to her knees, and my dripping cock was in her boldness.

I pressed the despicable heading against her lips, and her oral cavity opened like she had been sucking dick all her life. She made a guttural auditory sensation as I stuffed my throbbing peter in her silky, wet mouth. Her luscious red rim wrapped around my rooster, and I began fucking her face pulling her head back and forth on my unyielding dick. Her hands grasped my second joint as I pummeled her mouth, and Karen suckled my dick like a newborn suck tit. I could feel my pushing into her throat, but she did not gag. Looking down, I saw Karenic fingering her soupy cunt, one finger fucking her slit and her thumb rubbing on her overindulge clit.

'' Hold my egg, you slut. I am gon na fill your oral cavity with cum, and you best not scourge any. ``

Karen withdrew her wet finger's breadth from her and cup my Ball just in time for the maiden consignment of cum to satisfy her back talk. Karenic swallowed my load of hot sperm ; she ate most of it, but the first freight was to a greater extent than she could palm, and some spewed out from the recess of her sassing and down her Kuki to perch on her brassy teat. I pulled my cock out and gave her the hold out injection of my cum to her face, just below her rightfield eye.

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

I sat on the bed, and Karen lay across my genu with her ample ass sticking up. I pushed my hired man across Karen 's pricker, holding her in place. Karen could not see what I was doing spiritual domain because, like her voluptuous mamilla, her head was also below the edge of the bed. She saw a blanched plastic cap I dropped on the base as it fell. I felt Karen 's body shake as I squeezed, and the clear baby oil drizzled onto Karen 's apple derriere and into her ass crack. I let the oil run over Karen 's swollen labia and finger her oleaginous silt. I stroked her clit and could palpate Karen squirming as I fucked her pussy with two fingers.

awe, sharp and vivid, suddenly blossomed as Karen realized this would suffer. Karenic thought maybe she had pushed this man too hard, and he would not let her get away with a blowjob and your bare staple screwing. She knew I was going to cave in this bitch what she asked for, and this was going to hurt. All her boozy sassy talking of taboo dirty sex and her demands of rocky sex was about to recoil on her. It always seemed less arousing with the hypothesis of real pain being lacking. Now Karen was faced with the actuality of rough sex. She fought for a way to phrase a refusal. Those lyric that would pass up but not kill the headiness of her stimulation were not uttered. Karenic accepted that she was going to have rough sex and enjoy it, hopefully.

Karen felt his thick fingers exit her sopping cunt. Then there was zip, a cold-shoulder lull and an intense stinging as I delivered a gimcrack smacking to her ass. The smack to Karenic 's rear end stole her idea, leaving only the heat and sting across her softly jiggling skin. I slapped her voiced ass again and again. Until her anatomy was a cherry red red.

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

'' Get on your genu slut, and disperse your legs ; show me your juicy snap, '' I demanded.

On her knee, her body quivering, I spread her pinko dent wide and buried my fount in her pussy. My lingua licking the length of her pussy, I ate freshly cum from her. My face was soon painted with her musky, and I held on as Karen ground her twat on my face. My cock was hard as steel, and I had another incumbrance of cum to give this bitch.

On my knees, I moved closer to Karen 's hot, sweaty body. The foreland of my thick tool rubbed her labia, opening her flower for my stem. My cock slipped into her pussy quite effortlessly ; quickly, I buried seven in of thick-skulled hammer into her making her squeal. I began fucking her slowly at get-go and then with retentive slamming blows making her gasp for air. My dick buried to the hilt in her honey pot. I filled her with another load of cum. Cum flowed from her, and I scooped it up and massaged her tight back entrance. Her pussy 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 pie-eyed asshole. Karen was wrong.

pushing Karen 's head down to the bed, I stuffed a couple of pillows under her abdominal cavity, keeping her ample ass in the air. Karen took a deeply breath, and I slapped her cherry-red ass again. Karenic spread her legs wide, and I massaged her rosebud with the head of my putz. The combination of our cum and the baby oil made for a very slick playground.

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

My slick magazine bulbous cock was pressing against her cocksucker. I could feel it pulsating against her sorry golf hole. One, twice, Karen began to shake her fountainhead ; no, but I thrust downwards. So hard and so fast, my putz so thickly greased, that her eubstance opened for me like no former woman 's ever had. Karen knew she wanted, no, she needed a adept ass fucking. My midst, swollen center filled Karen 's fresh hole so thoroughly that she squeaked in shock. Karenic 's taut anal muscle rang hot with the force play of being impaled. Karen gasped loudly, too shocked to interpret any hotshot. My stopcock seemed thicker than ever to Karen. For her, it felt more like a fist in her ass.

My pecker sat trench inside her cozy ass, pulsing with the veto promise of Sir Thomas More cum. Karen 's brawn were stinging. Her eubstance jerked in an attempt to reject my invasion. She groaned and hissed through her tooth. I grunted, and shockingly my putz seemed to produce. It pulsed and thickened even further. My thigh shuddered as they pressed against Karen.

Just when Karen thought I was as deep as I could go into her tight ass, I pressed down and opened her rosebud up another inch, then two. She gasped. I groaned. Karen grunted, and tear rolled from her brass. Karen was in disbelief 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 warhead of sperm and left her with an ass cream pie to assume house.

Karen told me her ass hurt, and yes, her ass burned after the invasion, but the heat moistened her puss beyond its regular trickery. Karen could not hide her rousing sliding down her thighs. Karenic made a soft, helpless speech sound, trapped between her pain and my desire to land up fucking her ass. Karen was unable to decide.

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

The sense was so intense, so wrong, that Karen cried out. I stopped, held myself still deep in her palpitation motherfucker, and the solitary affair we felt was only movement was the thud of my heart rate. That pulse rate was so potent, so deeply buried in Karen that she moaned and stretched beneath him. Rolling my thorn, so my fundament pushed upwards towards him was a minor encouragement that did n't go a miss.

I grabbed her raised hips and slipped my paw between Karen 's ramification. Two fingers pushed into her wet sex, and Karen 's coming hit like a sledgehammer. Karen rocked and groaned, helpless beneath me. With a savage growl, I shoved two more than into her, my fingerbreadth stretching Karen. I opened her pulsing cunt. I added two more fingers, stretching her oozing bitch and force-feeding her body with intimate sensation. physical structure heat energy encompassed us, and as I invaded Karen, she was assailed by more erotic spirit. Karenic was arching upwards, and she would rasp her berm on my pectus pilus as she was trying to stress away my finger in her puss. With my fingers in Karen 's aching pussy Karen could sense my fat persistent cock being forced deep into her legal tender ass. Karen, the inebriated cleaning woman I picked up at Red 's bar, now knelt before me. She was now peeling away from my stopcock that she was impaled on, and we rocked in sensational sexual limbo. This strumpet would almost extract off my cocksucker and obscenely mosh her tight prick. My body so alive, I gripped her hip as the slut fucked my cock with her ass. Every touch modality of her sweaty organic structure would only make me shake and shiver, my lip too disconnected from my brain to form Bible, but Karenic 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 sexual climax, but Karen lacked the sentience to fix for it. Karen apparently enjoyed my silky dick stretching her bastard with each slimy stroke. Karen was in euphoric seventh heaven. The feeling of her being fucked was one that she barely registered that I was fucking her sweet-scented ass hard. I felt her body stiffen when I thrust back into her sphincter. Karenic stiffened beneath me as my fierce lunges made my muscles tense in protest. With my finger bunched inside her spread cunt Karen was spread wide open for my assault, stretching her muscles from within.

Karen sighed loudly, and I knew the slut was growing accustomed to the tactile sensation of being stretched so tautly. Karen 's pain lessened and was replaced by the sensation of a foreign greasy cock slipping along the walls of her ass. It was not somewhere that had been fucked in a foresighted 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 real pain, not unbearable, Karen relaxed more profoundly. She enjoyed being assailed by the sense experience of his hammer rubbing the duration of that tight, wet distance violating her most private opening. Karen could feel my breathing change as I fucked her ass, which triggered yet another sensation within her harry dead body. Karenic had the knowledge that her body was going to make them cum. She came, cum flooded her twat, and painted my fingers.

Karenic could feel the tenseness in my second joint as my cock stiffened in her bum. My fingers burrowing in her fuck hole were coupled with the shuddering of my rancid breathing place on her shoulder.

'' Dirty short bitch. '' I hissed.

Karen smiled at the words ; she could n't help oneself herself. Karen knew they were not pleasant words, but she took them as a richly form of a compliment. Worth more than all the goddesses and holy man in the earth. Better still, I felt dirty, his fat puff up turncock pumping hot germ into my ass. It did n't matter how liberated she was ; it felt wrong. And when something seemed so bad and yet felt so pleasurable, it had to be the right thing for her.

Karen ground down against my hand, urging my fingers to dig into rich inside her to rip yet another coming from her spent soundbox. It was too much for me ; I gave a bellow of stupor and triumph. With a afflictive grinding of my hips, I pumped the conclusion of my thick R-2 of hot cum into her pale, jiggling ass. Karen shook and spasmed beneath me, her own pleasure heightened by mine.

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

'' Ok, I guess I got what I asked for, I do enjoy 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 equal Karenic 's lust .