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CHAPTER FOUR

"You did very well, Miss Parks. The man, your customer, that is, was very pleased. And, I might add, the sales job you gave him about returning was admirable. He's a good customer. One of the best, in fact."

The director looked down into the folder he'd taken from a stack beside his hand and quickly scanned it. He said, "The next customer…"

"The next one!" said Laurine in surprise. "I just finished! Don't I even get time off for a coffee break?"

"Do you want it?"

"Well, no. I feel good." And she did. She felt better than she had in years. The fire of intrigue burned brightly in her. She was doing all this for Bill. She was a spy in the enemy camp and she was enjoying what the enemy was doing.

"I didn't think so. There's a look our staff get on their faces after a particularly stimulating session that tells me they're ready to forge ahead into new and more rewarding fields."

"I do feel sort of high. Not a drug high, but just damned good!"

"Excellent. The next customer is a bit more physical than most but I'm sure you'll accommodate him. Room 41 at the far end of the hall."

Laurine almost ran down the hall. She could hardly wait. The feel of Jack's cock reaming her out had set her onto a new road. The addiction to sex had long been with her. She couldn't five without it, lots of it. But this was different. She not only found herself wanting lots of sex but as wide a variety as possible.

And the next customer sounded like what she wanted. "Physical," the director had said.

She shivered a little at the thought of what this session was going to be like.

The instant she pushed into the room, she was attacked. Strong arms curled around her legs and unceremoniously dumped her to the floor. Struggling, she rolled over. She vaguely noticed the floor and walls were padded. It'd be hard hurting herself in this insane asylum type room.

Standing over her, totally naked and with a raging hard-on, was the biggest man she'd ever seen. He was easily six foot six, but this wasn't the way she meant big. Nor was his two-thirty weight all that unusual.

It was his cock – all twelve inches of it.

"So, you're the one they selected for me," he boomed in a deep voice.

Laurine looked up at him, wondering why his body gleamed so in the light of the room. Then she understood. His entire body had been oiled down until he was as slippery as a politician making campaign promises.

Stiff, she couldn't fully understand what was going on. Her mind wasn't able to take in the full length of his boner. It was just too big for her to comprehend.

She didn't have a chance to do much more thinking. The man dived at her. His fingers clamped around one of her ankles and he pulled her powerfully to him. His slippery hands shucked off her shoes. He worked hard at her skirt before she decided she didn't like this all that much.

Squirming, she eluded him. The oil on his hands betrayed him. But he didn't seem displeased with her actions. If anything, he was spurred on to even more vigorous effort.

The girl was at a disadvantage. She was trying to keep out of his grasp and, at the same time, was fascinated by the way his cock bounced around. It was a miniature flagpole jutting from his groin. All it lacked was a big American flag fluttering in the breeze.

"What's going on?" she demanded, barely escaping his questing hands.

"I'm going to have you! I'm going to fuck you a dozen different ways! Never had any woman failed to receive my cock in less than twelve different positions before they got me off."

A challenge? She thought so. But what was this about a dozen different positions. She didn't understand but knew that the best way of finding out was to keep fighting him off.

"Not with this chick, you're not," she told him. But she had to keep moving. Standing still wouldn't do, as she found out.

He scooped her legs out from under her again. She went down but not too hard. Opening her mouth to complain, she found his prick shoved against her lips.

She couldn't help herself. She sucked his prick in. Her jaw muscles protested mightily. His cock was as huge around as it was long. But it was worth the exertion.

The oil was ordinary cooking oil. The taste wasn't that great but not too bad, not at all bad when she considered the luscious taste of the man's prick. Her tongue completely eliminated all the oil at the very tip of his cock.

But he gave a couple quick thrusts into her mouth as if beginning to face fuck her, then pulled out.

He shouted in triumph, "ONE!"

And then she understood. He was challenging her to the most erotic wrestling match ever. He was going to try and fuck her repeatedly until he came. And it was his bet that he could it in a minimum of twelve positions before she beat him out – and off.

The girl wanted that cock as badly as she'd ever wanted anything in her whole life. The brief taste of his prick had heightened her senses, had made her even hornier than she'd been. This was going to be one hell of a match, she'd see to that!

He ripped her skirt off as she spun away from him. With only her pantyhose and blouse on, she circled him. A quick move, faster than she'd have believed possible from a man this large, and he was under her legs again. He picked her up and dumped her back to the mat.

Her pantyhose went this time. And she watched as his cock came surging up to meet her pussy lips. At the last possible instant, she twisted in his oily grip and escaped. But she didn't go far.

Behind him, she circled his waist and found his prick. Her hands were well oiled from stroking over his body. And she began giving him a hand job. If she could get him hot enough, the next time he actually managed to fuck her would be disaster for him.

And sheer heaven for her.

"No you don't, you little bitch!" he said, and moving faster than ever, managed to get behind her.

His hands ripped off her blouse. She was totally naked like he was. And his cock was probing upward from behind into her cunt. His strong hands lifted her up into the air and deposited her directly over his prick.

The sudden entry up her now juicy quim took her breath away. She thought she was going to be pulled apart by that massive cock, but she hadn't expected anything this painful. He stretched her in all the usual directions but inches more than a normal man's cock.

It was like when she was a virgin and the high school stud was fucking her for the very first time.

She cried out in pain, then felt those strong hands on her waist guiding her up and down. The pain was washed away with the sudden pleasure gushing into her. The cock was pulling her apart, true. But there was the bonus of having a huge cock twitching and bucking erotically inside her cunt.

The girl managed to relax a little and allow the pleasure to completely fill her body. She set her hips to working frantically at that cock. She didn't want it to go away. The only purpose in her life then was fucking herself on that upright spike of manhood.

Those slippery hands cast her aside before she could fuck herself more than three or four times. The man was panting heavily. She turned around to face him. He was still on his back, looking up at her.

"You got a damn tight cunt, girl. Tightest I ever fucked. Most of them around here have floppy, loose cunts. Too many cocks drilled into them. But not you. I'm gonna enjoy fucking you twenty or thirty times!"

"So many?" she asked.

"Many more. I'm gonna enjoy you a hell of a lot!"

She rolled away from him and then found the bottle of oil he used. A tiny squirt into the palm of her hand was all she needed to liberally oil her own body. The man idly watched as she rubbed the oil into her tits, starting at the base and then slowly stroking toward the cherry red nipple. As she smoothed the oil over her belly, she got the first indication that the man even saw her.

His cock looked as if it wanted to turn cartwheels. She was arousing him with her little act.

She smiled, then licked her lips. The pink tip of her tongue made a slow trip around her ruby lips, then vanished back into her mouth. The message she gave him was unmistakable.

She wanted him. Worse than anything else in the whole Goddamned world, she wanted him. And would get him soon.

"Come here, girl. My cock's waiting for you!"

"In a second. When I'm finished." She allowed the oil to slowly flow over the curve of her ass. Not wanting to rub it in yet, she let it slowly coat her satiny flesh turning it into slippery mounds of assflesh.

"NOW!" he bellowed as he lunged for her. He managed to slide across the mats and actually grab her leg. But the oil was working for her now. She was able to slip away.

As fast as a flash, she was straddling his back. Her fingers slid around his body and to his cock. She stroked up and down his cock several times before he was able to toss her off.

Then it was her turn to be pinned down by his weight. He jammed himself between her legs and stuffed his cock back into her cunt. He began fucking her in the missionary position.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as she tried to pull him into her. She knew he'd rip her apart all the way to the chin if he ever drove that twelve inch spike of cock all the way up her cunt, but all she could think of was "What a way to go!"

"This is three," he moaned as his hips shot forward.

She sobbed deep in her throat. The man's cock was almost more than she could take. It was tearing her apart but in a good way. This was sweet torture, what every girl wants and so few ever got.

She had the biggest, most virile cock driving into her twat. The friction between the walls of her cunt and the tender flesh of his prick mounted as he fucked. Faster and faster, he drove into her.

The banked fires of her lust suddenly flared into raging fires. Her entire body was more alive than it ever had been before. She needed his length driving into her cunt. This was living. This was the way it should be.

Her hips twisted and drove down to enhance the effects of his fucking. She had to have more of that mighty cock fucking her!

"More, oh, Christ, mooore! Give it to me harrrrrd!"

His hips slammed the cock into her like a battering ram of flesh. He probed the deepest recesses of her softly hung cunt. The folds of her pussy were spread out smooth and straight as he fucked harder and harder into her.

Then he was gone. He simply slithered up her body and was gone.

"Damn you, damn you to hell!" she groaned. Then she remembered this was a game to the man. He wanted to fuck her in more ways than she was accustomed to. And he "scored" points if he did.

She wanted nothing more than his prick to explode in lust inside her twat. That was the point of the game for her.

He upended her again. This time he engulfed her legs and pulled them up and off the floor. With her calves pressing firmly into his chest, he entered her snatch.

She wiggled like a fish on a line, but knew it wouldn't do any good. She would have to try and get him off using her own special set of muscles – muscles he didn't even possess.

As his cock fucked hard into her, she squeezed down with her pussy walls. The squishy noise told her how juicy she was, how well-greased his cock had become.

But he yelped as if he'd been burned. She realized what he must be feeling. The way her cunt walls had collapsed, it would have been like getting trapped in a mine shaft. She used her stomach muscles to massage and stroke the man's entire buried length.

When she started over on him, he knew he'd been in a real woman's cunt. Not any young girl's but a real woman's twat.

"You're pulling it outta me!" he complained. "Not yet! This is only number four!"

Her hips turned and corkscrewed around as he moved within her. She could feel his massive cock, trace the outlines of it with her delicate pussy walls. The broad head was growing larger. It didn't seem possible. Yet it was happening. That could only mean she was getting to him. His cock was expanding with excited blood just before it ruptured and spewed out his cum.

But she didn't stop. She had to get him so hot he couldn't stop, not even if he wanted to for the sake of the game. Her well-oiled buttocks pressed hard into his belly. She locked her ankles behind his neck and reached out to grip his knees.

Pulling herself into him sank the cock a few inches deeper up her twat. She hadn't thought it possible, yet he was penetrating her as deeply in this position as if he had doubled her up and exposed her cunt to a more normal fucking.

"N-no good!" he gulped. "Can't come this soon!"

He pulled out of her, only to re-enter her ass. She screamed as his huge prick drove all the way up her rectum. She knew he was tearing her flesh with his wand of cock now. She could feel the blood pouring out of her asshole. There was no way this big a prick could be fucked up her anus and not have damage done.

"Five," he gulped. "I done five and have seven to go!"

The words came to her through a roaring in her ears. The blood was pounding like the surf in her head.

He was buttfucking her now. She could tell from the way her body was tensing up. She didn't much like this, but that cock, she wanted it – and not up her ass.

Placing her heels on his shoulders, she was able to somersault away from him. She rolled to hands and knees, facing him.

In a low voice, she told him, "Come and try for six."

He leaped and was behind her to fuck her like a bitch in heat. This was exactly what she wanted. She knew she had him. He'd never be able to pull free once he tasted the heat and tightness of her cunt. The powerful contractions of her pussy walls would hold just like a bug trapped in amber.

He'd come. She'd make sure this time.

As his cock rammed into her from behind, she separated her legs and slipped to either side of his thighs. The cock rammed harder into her cunt than he expected. And he was firmly wedged in deep up her twat.

She gasped as the head of his prick bounced off her deeply buried cervix, then she set about giving him the fucking of his life. Her legs were locked inside his. He couldn't easily escape now.

And she managed to trap one of his hands. She placed it directly over her oily tit. Pressing it down hard, she gasped in reaction. The surge of sensation into her chest collided with the warmth and pleasure washing up from her cunt. Her entire body was alive and vibrant now.

She came.

Her cunt clamped down like a vise on his prick. But this wasn't enough to get him off. He began fucking her with long, deliberate strokes. The heat of friction from this fucking built up in her loins. Her entire belly became a swamp, a swamp of liquid love. The warmth was spreading throughout her body like melted butter. She couldn't keep back another orgasm.

This time, her cunt clutched even harder at the man's cock.

He seemed to realize the heat boiling out of her pussy and the convulsive squeezing he was getting would soon bring him off. He tried to back away, to pull out of her cunt.

After all, he still had six more positions to try.

He found he was trapped. He couldn't get away from her greedy cunt. The girl's legs were entwined with his. He couldn't move free of them. And one of her hands firmly held his over a tit.

It was almost a sin to abandon that huge mound of titflesh. He gave it a little squeeze and was rewarded with the nipple stiffening even more than it had been.

He began playing with the nipple to distract her. He caught the nubbin of erectile tissue between thumb and forefinger. Rolling it around caused her to moan and cry out.

It also caused her to shove her ass back into his groin. He felt her soft asscheeks rubbing against his hairy thighs. A tremor passed through his cock. He was completely surrounded by her – and she wasn't about to let him escape this time.

"Damn you, let me go! I've still got six more, ummm, ohhhhh!"

Her hips began rotating around his cock. He was too long to slip from her clutching pussy. She used him like a stirring stick or an axle. The center of her entire world was his long, hard cock. She used that prick to give herself all the pleasure in the universe.

His hand on her tit seemed to keep on working even while she was coming. She was reduced to a weak blob of flesh capable of nothing but feeling total pleasure.

She came again.

This time, her hips worked in just the right way, her cunt squeezed on his buried prick in all the right places, her inner heat boiled out and finally melted his control.

She felt his huge cock bucking as it erupted out its load of creamy jism. He blasted his hot cum into her until she was shivering. She came one final time and milked every last drop from his cock. Her cunt was almost worn out by the time his cock deflated and limply fell from her.

"Damn, you got one hot twat, girl," he said. "I never been suckered in like that before. Want to make it the best two out of three?"

"Sure," she said without hesitation. "If you think you can get that big fellow standing up and ready again."

He surprised her. He not only got his erection back in record time, but he managed to win the second round.

But she had her revenge. She made him come only eight fucks into the third and deciding game.