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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

"This is a lovely little place you have here," Al said to Judy when she let him into her apartment. He had driven her home afterward, and would take her to pick up her car the following morning.

"Thanks," she said, as he looked around the small but neat apartment.

It was a two-and-a-half room unit, with bedroom, living room, and tiny kitchen off to the right as one entered. The living room was furnished tastefully in second-hand French provincial furniture with blue coverings to match the blue carpeting. There were little ceramic dolls all over the place.

"You know, you didn't have to drive me home," she told him. "The police would have done it. I suppose now that that animal put his hands on me, you won't want anything more to do with me."

"Stop talking like a dummy," he said to her. "Look, why don't you go take a shower."

"Are you leaving?"

"No."

"Are you staying because you feel sorry for me?"

"No."

"Then why?"

"Because, if you're not too shaken up by your experience, I would very much like to go to bed with you. It's too early for me to say I love you, but I sure as hell feel very strongly about you."

Judy smiled and took to the bathroom where she had a long, hot shower. Then she came out wearing a robe, just as Al was hanging his coat and jacket in the closet. She went to the kitchenette, found the bourbon, and made them two drinks, using very little water. She handed him one glass, lifted her own glass to her tempting lips, and said, "Let's drink to sex, Al. It's here to stay, one way or another, whether we like it or not, and I'm not ashamed to admit, I like it."

"To sex!" he agreed.

They touched glasses and drank, after which he said, "Why should you be ashamed? So few women really like sex."

"But I even enjoyed it when that animal Bert Karnstein touched me," she explained.

"It wasn't Karnstein you enjoyed, but what he was doing to your body," Al replied. "That merely makes you more of a physical being than most women. There's nothing wrong with being a physical woman."

"Are you certain it doesn't make you like me any the less? I mean, I'm not going to get gushy and talk about things like marriage. It's just that I don't want you thinking of me as, well, some kind of tramp who… you know…"

"Tramp? That's just a word, Judy. You're a total sexual woman. My feelings toward you have only intensified, if anything. If there is marriage in the future for us, it hasn't been changed by what happened. You didn't go looking to be raped, but at least you had the good sense to enjoy it when it did happen. Another woman might have panicked and caused her attacker to kill her. I'm grateful you did what you did."

"So you say," Judy told him, putting her glass down on a nearby coffee table as he did the same thing with his glass. "But why don't you prove it by going ahead and undressing – while I watch."

"Okay with me," he nodded.

Al hastily began removing his clothing, discovering a definite enjoyment in stripping before her watchful eyes. His cock was already throbbingly hard with blood, making if difficult for him to remove his undershorts. He finally got the Midways off, allowing his long, thickly throbbing member to leap from his body at an angle, stabbing the air, the swollen penile point already wet with his secretions as more viscid tears formed in the tiny slit.

Judy turned her back to him and led the way into her tiny bedroom, a small room with a large bed that took up so much space, she barely was able to open her closet doors. She lay down on the bed with her long robe still covering her, and her breath was quickly indrawn as she felt her heart beating all the more quickly in her breast. She was surprised to realize how she still needed and wanted more sex, even after what had happened. She had actually believed she was going to be turned off by sex and had put on a false front, partly to test Al, but more to test herself. Now, looking at the man's solidly throbbing hardened rod, she knew she was more aroused than ever.

"Ummmmmm!" she nodded. "Now I can really appreciate it."

Her eyes took in the long, thick rigidity of the cock, and she realized she loved it. Not merely because it was attached to Al Bombannente, but because it was the one cock that had given her so much unbelievable pleasure, did she love it. She found herself unable to take her eyes from the throbbing, blood-bloated tip as it shone a rich pinkish-red, only half-exposed by the retracted foreskin.

"Bring it here!" she whispered, swinging her slender legs over the side of the bed. He approached the bed and stood stark naked, tall and round, long and thick and hard before her.

Al felt all kinds of thrillingly uncontrolled spasms shooting through his body, the tremors charging electrically through every bit of him, shooting out through his fingertips and toes. He shuddered when her hand reached out and touched his cock. God! In spite of what he had gone through with the Kaufmann twins he had to admit there was no woman like this one. Her slender fingers encircled the pulsing stiffness, sliding the heavy outer skin away from her to fully reveal the inflated bulb of his glans to her anxious gaze. Her other hand slid between his weighty thighs and began to gently squeeze his testicles, holding them gingerly in the palm of his hand, kneading and caressing them. He shuddered as he saw her pretty pink tongue dart from between her tantalizing lips to lick the tiny tears continually flowing from the split in his penile point. Catching one droplet after another on her lingual digit, Judy proceeded to give the entire head several licking swirls. The ultra-sensitive head began to pulsatingly respond to her oral stimulation. His desire for her mounted with every passing second. Al groaned aloud with the sweetly thrilling sensations of her wet tongue on him. It was almost unbearably delightful. Whether he liked it or not, he was infatuated with Judy, as if the two of them were school kids.

He groaned as the beautiful woman gently drew him toward her, the pressure of her hands and availed lips making it unmistakable what her intentions were. Then the hard cock was in her hot mouth, her turned-in lips slowly sliding down, down the length of the throbbing organ. He stared in utter disbelief again, always amazed at how so narrow a mouth was able to stretch just enough to encompass his breadth. In total fascination he watched as her lovely face moved back and forth, her licking tongue doing marvelous things to him, causing delightful shivers to travel up and down his spine. Oh God! She was good! He needed her and he knew it! This wasn't the one-time fling he had initially feared it might be. Hell, no!

At last, after what seemed like long minutes of communion with his aching cock, Judy withdrew her lovely head. She looked up at him with that wondrous twinkle in both her eyes.

"Al, do you really want me… I mean, do you want me for myself and not just for the simple act of fucking me?" she asked.

"I've never wanted anyone else as much as I want you," he told her. "I feel like a kid, all set to prematurely climax."

"I'm just as hot as you are," she assured him. "There's something about you that gets me all heated up. God! Help me get this robe off."

She leaped to her feet and opened the robe, and he pulled it from her shoulders, tossing it on the floor. Then she rolled on her back onto the bed, her arms and legs wide, openly inviting him to bury himself inside her, and not for one moment did Al Bombannente think of her as anything other than utterly desirable.

He picked up his drink and drained it – he had brought it into the bedroom with him after adding a bit more to the glass. God! She was absolutely beautiful! He told her as much.

"You're the most lovely, fascinating female I've ever known," he said. "I won't kid you and tell you I'm going to turn monogamous, but if ever there was a woman worth just about anything as far as I'm concerned, that woman has to be you."

A soft whimper came from her petulant lips as she began undulating her hips, allowing her legs to splay open a little wider. The very obscenity of it all thrilled Al that much more. The sight of her soft, gently throbbing vagina filled his lust-bloated gaze. He stared as her slender red-nailed fingers moved to her own breasts, caressing and kneading the berry-like nipples, then her hands cupped the full roundness of her breasts, lifting the rounded mounds, offering them to him. Her hands ran smoothly down across her ribs, running along the flat hardness of her belly, coming to rest on either side of her tantalizing vagina, tugging at her outer labia, exposing the interior of herself to him as she murmured, "Please Al, please darling… please… love me… love me… don't just fuck me… love me! I need to know that I'm loved! Oh God! I need to know it more than anything else, right now!"

"You're loved," he assured her.

Her brilliant eyes were now glazed. She held her arms out to him coaxingly, and he crawled onto the bed between her slender thighs to lie half on top of her, his hand moving out to run hungrily over her satin flesh. He stroked her from the swell of her full breasts to her hips as his hungrily seeking mouth finally found her lips. There was that familiar excitement again as he sank his tongue into her mouth, his lust mounting rapidly, his love for her increasing steadily, almost overwhelmingly.

He kissed into her mouth as their tongues worked around each other, "You're the most wonderful woman I've ever known, Judy."

His hands continued to caress the velvety soft, warm flesh of her flat abdomen. Then one of them drifted down to the silky hair-covered mound, shaped like a triangle, that pointed the way to the fleshy lips of her sopping vagina. He trailed a finger along the coral-colored, sparsely hair-lined slit nestled between her tantalizing thighs, back to the warm crevice of her undulating buttocks, and she gasped into his face, feeling the wanton sensations he was once again creating inside her. Her hot breath in his mouth made Al shudder and tremble as he tasted the sweetness of her. He found himself unable to get enough of her delicious kisses.

Desperately, he anxiously ground his ever-solid, cement-hard cock against the roundness of her hip. All this did was intensify his need for the lovely woman. All the while he continued caressing and massaging her softness, enjoying the wonderful magnificence of her body, and his brain whirled with need for her.

The more he held her, the more he loved her and the happier he was that Bert Karnstein had died a horrible death for having violated her. This was a woman meant for love, lots of love. Sex was a part of love, but he felt more than mere animal desire for her. She was the most spectacular female he had ever known, and Al had known more than his share of them. He was unable to comprehend how a woman like this hadn't been snapped up by some other guy. As far as he was concerned, it was a fantastic piece of luck that he had discovered her before she had become attached to some other man.

Her need for him wasn't merely physical. She had a strong emotional requirement, and he realized now he was the first one to satisfy it. He might not be the only one, but he was certainly first, and he knew now that no matter what happened, where she went and who she met, she would always come back to him as long as he wanted her.

Now Judy had his throbbingly thick prick in her right hand and she was squirming beneath him, maneuvering him above her, trying to probe with his fleshy sticker between her widespread thighs, aching to ram the man all the way home inside her heatedly wet vagina while mewling sounds emitted from the depths of her throat, incessantly.

He responded to her, moving between her tantalizing thighs, forcing his hands beneath her shoulders and sliding them down the soft curves of her back and hips. He was aware of the slightly raised ridges of her spine as she moved against the fingers of his hand in almost imperceptible undulation, her body rising to meet his in a slow, teasing sexual rhythm. The muscles of her lithe form continued to ripple under the satin that was her white flesh, and Al had the impression that for all her delightful femininity, there was a hidden strength in her not even he had previously known. He felt the thrilling tension of the sinewy cords in her thighs as they firmly pressed themselves around his hips, remembering how strongly she had gripped him the previous weekend when they had fucked. She had been insatiable then, and he didn't doubt for a moment she would be equally insatiable, now, when he finally plunged the full length of him into her tight little belly.

"Oh yes! Al… don't hold back!" she begged. "Ram it into me as hard as you can… all the way… all the way… shove it deep inside me… fuck me… fuck me, hard!" she gasped.

"Right now!" he assured her, "right now!"

He deliberately attempted to slow down, wanting to wait just a little bit longer to bring himself under better control. Hell! He didn't want to fire the moment he rammed into her. His own release was much too near, damn it! He didn't want to fail this lovely woman, now. Even if he hadn't the courage to tell her he loved her verbally, he wanted to show her as much.

His hands slid further down under her, reaching below and cupping the rounded fullness of her smooth, white asscheeks, filling his palms with them. His strong, thick fingers kneaded her softly pliant flesh, tugging her nakedly hungry groin solidly against his own feverish loins. His long, throbbing, thick penis now lay against the slit formed by her pressed-together inner labia. Al flexed his buttocks once, twice, moving his hardened rod of flesh back and forth a few times. He pressed the head of his more-than-sensitive penis against the ultra-sensitive bud of her growing clitoris. He was aware of the woman's ever-increasing wetness, and felt the thrillingly convulsive shock in her as he teased the seat of her sensuousness. Her loins began an even more urgent rotation against his constantly pressuring member, and it became too much for the both of them. This was merely teasing, and they had to get down to that which they needed.

Her lovely face contorted in an agony of need as Judy begged, "Al… please… don't make me wait any longer… please… please… oh please… I can't take it… I can't take it… I need you… I need you now…please… shove it inside. me… Don't wait any longerrrr… ohhh, ahhhh, yessss!" she whimpered, begging, pleading for him to fuck her.

Splaying her slender thighs widely out on either side of his body, she placed her strong, curving calves against the backs of his lean, muscular thighs and did her best to muscularly tug him into her body.

Al brushed a kiss across her sweetly puckered lips, the same lips that had sucked the cock he was about to sock into her cunt, and forced a hand between their straining bodies. He grasped and guided the blood-bloated tip between the passion-wetted lips of her sucking pussy. Judy's body trembled from top to bottom in aching need of what he was offering and she cried out with relief, her loins arching up to meet him, the voracious mouth of her greedy vaginal maw seeking ever so desperately the blood-swollen, lust-inflamed, throbbing head of his swelling penis. It probed at the tantalizingly open, ready portal of her vaginal passageway.

Al groaned out his own passionate need as he felt the softness of her wet silky hairs grazing the head of his throbbing cock. Her body was in continual motion beneath his, rotating, aching for him to bury himself inside her, and Al knew it was pointless to wait another second. This had to be it. He had to fuck her, now!

He took a deep breath, sucking the air into his chest, and then he thrust his hips solidly down. He was aware of her wetly throbbing inner walls surrounding his cock like a sucking whirlpool drawing him down, down, down, sheathing every last bit of his long, hardness. He drove into her without mercy, furiously filling her in a single smooth motion, burying himself to the testicles. His heavy balls smacked against her perineum and asshole, and Judy squirmed her loins upward, her ass bouncing on the mattress momentarily.

"Oh yessss!" she gasped. "Finally! Finally! I knew there would be a difference. I just knew it."

At that point her hungrily clasping vaginal maw began going to work on his throbbing length of stiff cock. Her muscles were more and more developed with each passing second, and her inner cunt felt like a fist gripping his throbbing organ, pulling on it the way a milking machine would drain a cow. He had never felt anything like it before. The sensations generated in him were wild… wilder than those he had felt the entire weekend he had spent with her. He knew he was going to blast his balls off at any second. For the first time in his life Al Bombannente didn't seem to have any control over himself.

He tried to set some kind of working rhythm as he continued sinking his long, thick penis all the way into the receptivity of her heatedly slippery, nibbling tunnel, but her vagina, sucking and nibbling like some tiny bearded mouth was too much for him. She sucked his cock into her as if it were meat being pulled into a grinder. He thought he was going to be sucked inside-out. His balls were starting to swell and enlarge, and the head of his throbbing cock was growing even larger, throbbing with the sweet pain of imminent ejaculation as he continued grinding his loins solidly into hers.

Al felt the flood within him begin. His asscheeks tightened and his asshole constricted, and he knew now the dam was going to burst and he wouldn't be able to control it, damn it! God help him! He was going to shoot, already! Things like this had never happened in his life, before. He had always managed to hold back until the woman came first. But not this time! Damn it! This time he was in love! Yes, that was the only explanation. He was in love.

Al's face began to contort with all kinds of delightful anticipation as he felt his building orgasm swelling inside him. For the first time in his life he was feeling a sense of failure inside him. He was not going to be able to satisfy her, and there was no way for him to hold back. Even if he pulled out, he would be spurting all over the place. He was long past the point-of-no-return.

"Can't… uhhhh… stop myself!" he gasped. "Can't hold back… Gonna come… gonna shoot… can't stop it… hhhuuunnnhhh…"

"It's all right, darling," she panted. "Just keep moving… don't stop now… not for anything… keep on fucking… shove it in as far as it'll go… fuck meee… fuck hard… fuck! Come on… shoot it all inside me, my love… I'm waiting for it… I want it… yes… yes… I want it from you more than I've ever wanted anything."

She continued chanting at him, drawing her legs back by sweeping his arms under them and pressing her knees against her shoulders, lifting her cunt and her ass so he was plunging straight down inside her. Her calves hooked over his shoulders and she used them for leverage, lifting her ass up to meet his downward thrusts, countering his strong movements with upward slamming jabs of her own.

"Ohhhh, ahhhh. Can't hold back!" he gasped.

"Shoot damn you, shoot! I'm… yyyyaaaagggghhhh… therrrre… hhhhaaaannnngggghhhhaaaarrrrgggghhhhuuuunnnnggghhh!"

He pumped all the faster now, feeling the way her interior had opened as she had climaxed. He fucked deep and hard into her, his throbbing prick plunging in and out of her wildly sodden pussy like a runaway pile-driver now that it was lubricated all the more with her excess lubrication. Then, he came!

"Hhhhaaaauuuwwwwaaaarrrrgggghhhhaaaannnngggghhhh…" he roared, fucking her as he had never fucked before while shooting wild blast after wild blast into her interior. Gushes of white-hot semen hosed through her interior again and again, filling her with floods of himself.

Al heard himself grunting like a boar, feeling thrilling sensations of satisfaction tearing through him. Gasps of pure carnal pleasure filled the room as he realized she was weeping with thrilling enjoyment. She had climaxed as wildly as he, and yet he knew in a short time she would be needing more. He didn't question his own abilities. He knew damn well he would be able to provide whatever it was she needed.

Her pussy continued tightly sheathing his cock, pulling, tugging, refusing to let go of his penis as he pumped out the last dregs of sperm into her. Even when he went flaccid, her vaginal grip was so tight, she managed to keep the cock inside her. Her muscular inner action told him in a little while she would be making him stiffen again. He had never met a woman so perfectly suited to him before and he knew he would probably never meet another one again. He collapsed on top of her and lay there for a long time, and she silently bore his weight without a murmur. Then the pulling action of her cunt caused his throbbing penis to once again rear its head, and it began swelling all over again, once more filling her interior, and Al knew it was going to be another long night.