Chapter 6

I guess I was more tired than I thought, I woke up beside Teri and it was ten thirty in the morning. She began to stir as I got out of bed, so I put on a pot of coffee and went out to my car for my travel pack of herbs etc., I never knew when, where or with who I’d be waking up and never wanted to break my routine. When I got back inside, Teri was at the table. You spent the night? She asked with joviality. Yep, I did. So, tell me, how’d you like last night? Her face, as usual, was noncommittal when she answered. Its not something I want to do forever but it was fun. She grimaced, a repulsed look on her face, I sucked a lot of cock last night didn’t I? Oh yeah, I replied breezily. Is that coffee ready she carped just as the last few drops dribbled into the carafe. I served us both, put a lot of milk in mine, I want to drink this one fast. Don’t you have mouthwash, I smiled cynically. Fuck off, just give me the cup she commanded. My ass hurts, she complained shifting in her chair. No wonder you horny bitch my joke earned me the dirtiest look I ever got. She sipped her coffee and breathed a deep sigh to have the taste of anything other than cock in her mouth. Tomorrow I go back to work, I said intending to plan my day with or without her. I’m done for today she began. Do you want to do that again? Of course, I replied surprised that she would even ask. OK, then I need a few days to rest so you can make it on your own steam, I’m going back to bed. With that I took my leave and drove home.

When I got there my regimen had kicked in and I was a bundle of energy. Sitting around the house was just not going to do it. I decided to go for a walk, this could take hours barring something unexpected happening. By the time the batteries of my Walkman wore out I was at Westmount Park. I realized that I had walked about twenty miles from home. I tossed out the dead batteries and fished around the cargo pocket in my pants for more. Of course, there were none so I put the portable tape player back into my pocket and crossed the small bridge that crossed a small man made creek and entered the Park proper. I sat on a bench beside the gurgling waters. Suddenly, I felt my feet hurting, walking twenty miles will do that. More yet, I had to walk twenty miles back home. A tight smile crossed my lips, my energy had shifted, and I was as horny as a man could be without his heart stopping. With that in mind I got off the bench and walked south. The day was warm and dry as I strode through the chestnut, elm and maple trees, the smell delightful. When I got to the southern edge of the park, I turned left and walked towards downtown. It was too early for any clubs or pick up joints to be open so it would most likely be a streetwalker, a daytime hooker no less, they were the pits but I was so horny that I didn’t care. I was also feeling mean because my testosterone was going through the roof because of all the exercise. It was around five in the afternoon when I got to the south side of the downtown core. I was hunting for pussy and felt no pain anywhere, not even my feet that should have been killing me. After my third go around, I ran into this working girl, she was tallish, long dull brown hair, a decent figure but a face ugly enough to stop a clock. I was so horny that I didn’t care. I picked her up and brought her to a roach motel, it was close so that’s all that mattered. She tried to take the power over the transaction right off and I told her upfront, she had no power. I asked what she wanted to fuck, she told me and I offered her some extra to fuck her ass without a rubber. A sad look crossed her unsightly face, I don’t like that, she started. I don’t care, strip I told her, and she did. I was likely the only client she would have all week and I intended to take full advantage of her. When she was naked it struck me that she had the most beautiful body I had ever seen. Her skin was deeply tanned, she was tall, her back perfectly straight, her ass was full and shaped perfectly shaped with not too much crack, but her pussy took the cake. I never seen a pussy like that on a white woman. I’ve seen this type of pussy on only Japanese girls and not many of those either. I couldn’t resist, I ran my tongue over her clit without warning. She jumped off the bed with a squeal, oh, you lick my pitoing, she said in heavily accented English. At that moment, I started to like her, then she blew the walls out of my fantasy of us as a couple. She sat in the sink in our room and took a big whiz. Then she pulled a cigarette out of her purse and asked if I had a light. I didn’t so she walked out into the hall bare ass, she looked at me and said, I don’t have choice. She then walked downstairs to ask someone for a light. While she was gone, I took my money out of her purse and returned it to my wallet.

She came back a few minutes later and I was done waiting, I dragged her to the bed and unceremoniously dumped her face down on the bed. I got between her spread legs and she tried, do you want to fuck my pussy and cum in my ass? I replied, no but I can fuck in your ass and cum in your pussy. She was peevish when she replied you fuck in my ass and you cum in my ass. If she was trying to punish me, she had it wrong. I went down on her and started to lick the insides of her beautiful ass crack. Oh, she said happily, you crazy! I licked her asshole, oh, you crazy nice she purred. She was as ready as she was going to get I figured and got to my knees. Oh, please she started and feeling really mean I rammed my rock hard on right up her slick asshole. Unh, she groaned as my member probed her colin and I began to hump. She groaned deeply, I was hoping that she would scream for mercy and cry, but she didn’t. I felt that telltale pressure that said I was going to cum so I rammed it balls deep up her asshole ant stopped until the pressure ebbed. Are you finished? She groaned unable to move. No, I said huskily and started ramming it into her again. She groaned loudly as I went to town, before long the pressure began to build up and again I probed deep inside her and stopped. Are you finished, did you cum?  She asked, her tone of voice a plea. No, I replied and started to hump again. This time she cried out in agony and shouted, lets go pig, do it you pig, cum in me pig. Shut up! I growled in her ear and she did, her body went stiff, please, she groaned, please she began to cry and I busted my nuts yp her asshole so hard that she had to blow her nose. I thanked her and got up. I checked my dick for shit, there was none so I left her. If she was not happy then, I could just imagine how she reacted when she found that I took my money back.

When I got home, my clothes were dusty and sweaty, and a real funk wafted up from my groin. It was great that I didn’t run into anyone. What I needed was a hot shower and to curl up with a good book. My feet were throbbing, and it occurred to me that I hadn’t eaten since the night before. My body needed protein. I no longer felt hunger in the normal sense of the word, nor did I suffer cravings due to delicious smells or visual stimuli. My muscles would simply deflate, and I would experience deep fatigue. I grabbed a can of tuna and ate it dry with coffee as I read my book. I then listened to music, curled up on the sofa and spent my night reading. The next morning it was still dark out when I left for work, it was going to be a long day. Rolling into the station, it was always the same, the guys were bitching about the night shift and the night shift was tossing memos and officer daily’s at me. I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat with the night supervisor that would alert me to anything out of the ordinary the night before. I sat with my second and had him fil the roster for the day shift as I went through the logs and memos. Three coffees in my manager arrived and greeted me as usually, fool country, fool winter and he would vanish into the plant for about an hour before he would call me in. These meetings were marathon shoot the shit sessions, but we were also on call anytime. He particularly liked my way with the ladies and my consistently full dance card. The guy was like a brother to me, so I gave him insight into some of the girls I knew and he had a few good looking dates for a change. I thought that he was depressed and that’s why he always settled for women that were far beneath him. It’s not that I was overly picky or judgmental, but my manager was a red-haired giant of a man with a full fiery red beard and mischievous green eyes, when I say he was a giant, I’m not kidding, at 5’8”, I barely stood chest high to that man and his hands were as big as bunches of bananas. He was jovial, knowledgeable and easy to get along with, so the days passed quickly. At five o’clock though, he was gone home for the day. That’s when I would go to the rear office and wait for the first girl that knocked on my door. That afternoon it was Dar. Dar was a small, prettyish woman with shoulder length brown hair, big brown eyes and full lips. She was really petite though at barely four feet tall and very slender, other than her face, she could have past as a child. Dar’s thing was very simple and easy, she liked to suck my cock and she did that very well. She would pull the top of my pants and use her darting tongue to lick my musky balls, then when my cock was stiff, she would kiss it up and down the shaft while licking the throbbing head, then she would engulf the head into her warm mouth and roll her tongue all around the most sensitive part of my body. When I was ready she would start to slowly jerk my cock and go harder and faster until I busted my nut in her mouth. Twice, I choked her with the amount and force of my climax but she always swallowed every drop and licked my slimy organ when she was done. In return, Dar would have me push my hand down the seat of her pants an squeeze her tiny ass, I often felt like a pedophile because although this was a twenty five year old woman, it felt like I was fondling a ten year olds bum. It never took long before she would shudder, slump for a moment, recover, smile at me and off she’d go. I once asked her why she didn’t have regular sex. It was because she had a genetic problem that kept her from growing and she could not under any circumstances, get pregnant. I fully understood and asked about birth control and her reply was that her condition precluded estrogen treatments for at least another year but she warned me to watch out once she was on the pill.