Vince Marcos
The slut next door

CHAPTER ONE

Ron Cameron positioned himself at the window to make sure he would see Kathy Phillips when she got home. Goddamn, but he had the fucking burns for that bitch. Greedily, he thought of her big tits and the nice muff she had waiting for his cock to shove in. Her boy friend, Tony Duncan, probably got his share of snatch when he felt the urge, that lucky son of a bitch. He could tell when they were fucking. He heard that foxy chick groan from his apartment, which was just down the hall. Yeah, she probably liked to suck his prick, too. He was a lucky stiff, all right.

And the worst part about it all was that he, Ron Cameron, was only nineteen years old, and that nice piece of ass, Kathy, was twenty-five. Fuck, she thought of him as the "nice guy down the hall". She wasn't thinking of his seven-inch long cock, or his hairy chest or his big muscles or his dark black hair. Hell, no. Practically a fucking dumb cunt, even if she was a physical therapist at a hospital and he was just a measly college guy, working some cheap shit job at the local supermarket bagging groceries.

And that Tony Duncan, the tough dude, was a tool-and-dye maker at Randall's Machinery Parts, which wasn't exactly the best job in the world, but a hell of a lot better than what he was doing putting Goddamn cans in fucking bags.

Ron opened an envelope and pulled out a few four-by-five photos of Kathy, the ones he took when he followed them to a secluded beach. Ron had hid in the bushes with two rolls of film and a drooling mouth seeing the nugget-sized nipples on her tits when Tony pulled her bikini-top off. He got a few feet of film on that, then aimed lower and got a bird's eye view of her pussy, that set his mouth watering for more. He remembered the problem he had shifting himself in the bushes, trying to get the camera in the right position so he could zoom in between her legs, which were spread and had Tony's head bobbing around there, lapping up those tasty juices.

Ron rubbed his hand over his stiffened cock as he panted over each picture. Yeah, he got a dozen beaver shots of her, plus a few of her giving Tony a blow-job. Christ, but she got it all in there, sucking up that prick, like it was a Tootsie Roll. Yep, she liked doing it, and just the thought made his cock harder and stiffer until he knew he'd have to get his gun off pretty soon.

Several of the pictures were stained with cum, he had accidentally shot his wad over them while whacking off. He hated beating it off but some chicks were hard to find when he needed them. He'd get hard and there wouldn't be any cunt around, so he'd have to pull on his prick and settle for that. And the cum came shooting out of him like a volcanic eruption, and messed up the pictures of Kathy.

He wiped part of it off, as much as he hated touching the stuff, but some of it dried and formed a crusty stain. Fuck it! He still had some first-class cunt to gawk at.

He held the image of her pussy tightly in his hands and trembled as he felt his rigid cock bend in his pants. Yeah, he had to let it up for air, he decided, and went through the motions of unzipping his fly and watching his prick spring out, surrounded by black hairs that ran around it and down his huge balls. Shit, she'd go out of her mind sucking that guy, he grinned to himself, and he's all hers, down to the last inch.

He grabbed his cock and started to stroke himself while he brought the delicious photo up to his mouth and started to lick it with his tongue. Um, he could practically taste that twat-juice. He knew about those medical broads, they used strawberry or lemon or cherry douche foam on their cunts, which gave the guys a succulent treat.

Kathy looked like she used cherry, but shit, he didn't care. As long as he got a mouthful of her cum, it didn't matter. He was squeezing his prick tighter and pumping it harder, while his tongue lapped faster.

Fuck, he could feel his balls filling up with cum, and it was a shame it would go to waste and not be squirting into her cunt. It was going to be a big load, all right. And as he came closer to popping his cork, he brought the picture down to his cock and smiled as the cum splattered all over her pussy. Shit! You get it all, you horny cunt! You get his load all over you, bitch! Uh… SLUT!

Fuck, he messed up another one. Shit on it, then. He didn't care, that chick wanted it so bad, he couldn't help it. He stared at his cock. Pooped.

He stuffed his cock back into his pants and zipped it up, then looked outside his window again. Well, if he wasn't a son of a bitch! Kathy and Tony were driving up, and low and behold, she had her hand on top of his cock. Well, just about. It was still in his pants, but Ron could tell. Yep, she wanted that meat any minute, and couldn't wait until she got him into her apartment to give it a thorough sucking and fucking.

Christ, what a fox! Big fucking tits, great ass, long legs and a cute face. He could just see old Tony Duncan fucking her, pumping that huge cock of his into the sweet hunk of ass and getting his rocks off royal, stroking all that smooth flesh and watching her go crazy underneath, throwing her blonde-haired head from side to side.

Tony Duncan really wasn't all that great. Sure, he had good looks, with that red hair and massive chest, muscular and hairy arms and a good height. Average. And that son of a bitch liked to wear his pants tight, because his prick and balls were bulging out like a pile of boulders. Well, ain't he proud of himself, hung like a garden hose.

Ron knew that even if he didn't have as big a cock as Tony did, he still could fuck circles around him. Ron had muscle control and could keep himself from shooting his wad a lot longer than Tony probably could.

Kathy was laughing and pulling Tony toward the front door of the apartment house. He was letting her drag him, grinning at the same time because he knew once they closed the door, he'd get to fuck her.

That dude had it made, but Ron knew something he was going to pull off with such ease that Tony Duncan wouldn't know what happened.

Yep, everything was planned down to the last detail. He had worked on it for two weeks, thinking out all the flaws and finding an answer for them all. In about three hours, Tony would have to leave to go to work since he worked nights on Thursdays. This, he had discovered after watching them for so long.

After he left, Ron would pay Kathy a little visit and sit for a while. She was through for the day after two in the afternoon and usually sat home watching TV, then he'd start pouring it on and tell her how great he could fuck and give head and that his girl friends loved every minute of it. He'd keep at it and emphasize he had the best cock, and while he was saying all this, Kathy had started getting hot in her pants and her lips would get all juiced up and she'd be practically begging for it. She would want to fuck so bad that she'd jump on him and stuff it in her mouth and down her throat and milk him dry.

Sure, he could get her to do it. He saw the way she ate up Tony's prick like it was T-bone steak, and any broad that loved it that much would get it any way she could. And Ron would only be too happy to whip his cock out and let her suck on it.

Of course, there was only one thing left that he had to consider, although he doubted it would happen: that she wouldn't go through with it. But he had a way to fix that cunt's wagon if she pulled that shit on him.

He had had his eye on that snatch for a few months now, and only until now did he have the guts to go and do it. But his cock kept bending in his pants and he knew if he didn't give it a little stretch, he'd crack up.

So, raping her wouldn't be that bad. And after he was done squirting his last drop into her twat, she'd be so happy that she'd get down on her knees and give his cock the best treatment he'd had in years.

Kathy and Tony disappeared into the building. It was a quarter to three. He pushed his pictures back into his envelope and waited.

Ron had been right about how badly Kathy wanted that large piece of meat hanging between Tony's legs, and it took all she had to keep her eyes off of it. That prick gave her more pleasure than the whole slew of cocks she had fucked before.

She remembered meeting him at the hospital. He had broken his leg and had it in a cast, but his prick couldn't have been in better condition. The minute she stepped into the room, he winked at her and his cock got stiff and poked through the sheets.

"Mr. Duncan, I do think there are problems on the rise," she diagnosed.

"So why don't you patch things up, doctor?" he told her, throwing the sheet off and revealing his enormous joint, packed with pure-beef.

She smiled and licked her lips. "Well, like they say, it takes two hands to handle a whopper…"

She closed the door and made sure it was locked. Then she got on top of the bed and crawled between his legs, which he happily spread open wide for her. The thick cock pointed upward and bobbed slightly. She licked the hole on the tip of the head, then slid her whole mouth down onto it, taking every one of the nine inches.

"Oh Christ, baby! Uh…" he jerked his body up so that he could force more cock down her throat, all of which she gulped down easily and hungrily.

"Slurp!" She went at it, sucking harder and harder and licking anxiously down the shaft while she played with his balls in her hands. They were big, too, and one of them took up most of the space in her hand. She stroked his pubic hair softly, and ran her hands down his furry legs, groaning in satisfaction as she did so. She squeezed one lightly, and he showed her how much he loved it… loved it.

"Damn… shoot it in my mouth, baby!" she begged him. "Make it come now. I want that load in me."

"You can have it, doll!" He kept thrusting his meat further into her throat. "Eat it all up! I want you to take it all!"

She nodded and continued to give him the blow-job.

Kathy took her index finger and inserted it into his ass quickly. Tony jumped, at first from surprise, then jerked his cock even faster in and out of her. He worked hurriedly, enjoying what she was doing, and she was taking in all she could. She took it out for a minute and started to lick his nuts. He went wild.

"Kiss 'em baby, or you don't get any cum!"

"Yes!" She tongued his balls feverishly. She loved it all. She kissed them, sucked on them, held them, even bit them gently, just enough for him to like it.

And he loved it, Christ did he love it.

"Now put it back in your mouth and suck it!" He ordered.

Eagerly, she stuffed his cock back in and blew hard. His cock was so big, but felt good in her mouth. It was plump and curved a little bit and was real long. She liked the smell and taste of his prick as it slid in and out of her throat. Then she felt him shaking and some hot fluid was pumping fast, squirting between her teeth and shooting into her throat.

"Here comes the parting of the red-sea!" he said.

His body trembled and jolted with each shot of cum that erupted from the head of his rod. His prick thumped as it squirmed out, spitting violently into her. He held her head still to make sure she swallowed every drop of his cum, but he didn't have to worry because she wanted it to the last ounce.

Then he let her go and she watched his cock shrivel up into a limp mound of lifeless meat.

Kathy always remembered that day. And she never set her lips on anybody else's cock, either, because Tony had all she wanted, and they didn't cum any better than that.

She closed the door to her apartment and switched on the fan. "Shit, it's so fucking hot in this dump."

"You're always hot, kid," he laughed.

She put her hand on his crotch. "How can I help it when I get prime rib for such a reasonable price."

She stroked the bone between his legs that was poking his pants out.

"Steady, baby," he grinned, wrapping his muscular, hairy arms around her. "There's plenty of time."

"I can't wait," she whispered and climbed onto his lap, sitting on the rigid cock and rubbing it with her twat. "Love that meat. Best thing that ever happened to me."

Swiftly, she unbuckled his pants. He was getting excited and held her close, pushing her large tits into his face. He unbuttoned her blouse, but practically tore her zipper down.

She felt the stiff cock in her hands and touched it lovingly, moving her hand on his red hairs at the base and holding his rocks. He got her jeans open, finally, and permitted her to guide the prick into her juicy pussy. She was still sitting on his lap, but pushing herself up and down on it, thrusting her tits and hard nipples into his mouth. He licked and sucked on them and squeezed her ass hard.

"Oh baby… keep it hard… I want it all… ALL!" she begged him. "I'm gonna fuck you dry, you bastard! I'll milk every drop from your meat."

"And you're gonna get everything," he pulled her roughly down onto the thick shaft of beef. "You won't be able to cross your legs for a week without smiling and it hurting at the same time."

"What a stud… fuck me good, Goddamn it! Oh… it feels so good in me… Jesus Christ…"

He held her ass tight and bucked wildly, shoving his stiff joint into her watering cunt. He loved the way she was getting off on his hard, hairy body, digging the nine inches of cock he plowed up into her cunt and wanting more. She was jumping on it now, panting.

"Jesus… baby, oh baby… fuck me good… I love your meat… it takes up my whole cunt… no room left to breathe… yes…" She fucked faster.

He groaned as he felt her pussy-juices dripping lightly onto his balls. Yeah, she was a horny bitch, all right. Fucking like an animal. And all he was doing was sitting down and she was doing all the humping. Christ…

"Come on, babe!" He gripped her ass. "Make me cum… shove your pussy down harder! Suck it all up and into that hole of yours…"

"Give it to me, you son of a bitch… give me all of that cock and cum… pump it all into me…"

She pushed a nipple into his mouth and made him suck on it. He bit it lightly, then licked around it until it got stiff.

"Bite it!" she screamed. "Bite it hard!"

He did. She cried out, but she wanted him to keep doing it. She thrust it into his mouth even deeper, all the while fucking him as fast as she could. The rigid prick was stuffed so far into her twat she thought it was going to break through her wall and bust an organ.

She didn't care, because it was fantastic, the way his cock moved in her, like a piston, in and out. It was as if they were Siamese Twins, joined by the prick and pussy, and that she would always have to stay sitting on top of him, fucking him for the rest of her life. If only she could.

"Cum in me!" she screamed. "Cum in me, baby, now! I want you to shoot it all into me… cum!"

"Here it comes, baby!" He held onto her ass tight and aimed. "You have to take every drop!"

He felt his load come pumping out of his cock like a tube of toothpaste being squeezed, the whole load squirting thickly into her hot cunt. She shivered and shook and smiled, holding him tight by the ass, making sure she could get all of it into her pussy. The load kept coming out of him and going into her.

"Yes, Christ, yes…" she yelled. "I want all of it…"

"You've got no choice, baby," he screamed as his cum drained out of him and still shot into her.

At last, all of it was pumped into her and he let her go. She fell next to him, breathing hard and closing her eyes, smiling with satisfaction. He had made her cum five times. His mighty cock had made her get off five times in a row, a nonstop trip.

When she opened her eyes, she saw him lying there, also with his eyes shut. Then she looked down and saw some cum at the tip of his prick that hadn't completely shot into her. What a waste, she thought, bending over it and lapping the last few drops. She hated to waste anything that she could use, and Christ, she could use it.

"Yummy…" She tasted his cum, then swallowed.

He looked at her and pulled her up into his arms. She brought her lips to his mouth and pushed his tongue into it. He could taste his own cum still in her mouth. What the fuck, it was his own. He sucked on her tongue for a while, then let her go.

She watched him disappointedly as he dressed.

"You're not going to go now?" she asked.

"Have to, baby. Got to work, make bread for me and you."

She reached out and grabbed his cock, even though it was zipped in his pants. "Well, you can go, but leave this here. I want to keep it all the time. I love your prick."

He grinned. "You can have it tonight after work. I'll be back at twelve-thirty and we can fuck our brains out."

"Promise?"

She made him keep his word.

He showed her how stiff he got. "I promise. And so does he."

When he finished dressing, she went up to kiss him on the lips, then bent down to kiss the bulge in his pants. "I'll miss you… both of you."

"Well miss you, too," he laughed.

As Tony walked out of her apartment and down the hall, he saw Ron Cameron just entering his apartment. He stopped and wondered if that crazy kid was listening to them a while ago? Who the fuck cared anyway, he just wanted to see what all the shouting was about.

Crazy kid, Tony thought, then left.