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CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

Treble helped Marci slip out of her blouse, pulling it over her head to reveal the remainder of her large, firm, breasts. She was a regular and someone who had shared his bed on several occasions. He had last fucked her a couple of months ago, and when he bumped into her again tonight, she was just what the doctor ordered. She had to remind him of her name but not the fact that she was one wild fuck.

It hadn’t taken much convincing to get her to come back to his place, and now he was going to fuck the shit out of her. He didn’t know what had happened with Lindy, but he wasn’t going to let one chick dumping him spoil his life. He had been kicked to the curb so many times it didn’t even faze him anymore.

He dropped the slip of fabric that had formed her shirt before gripping her tits and massaging them roughly as her hand snaked into his pants, gripping his already hard cock in her hand. “I’m glad I bumped into you tonight, J. J.,” she breathed. “I haven’t been laid in almost a week and I’m looking forward to you fucking me stupid.”

He kissed her hard as she stroked him before he pushed her back. They began to strip out of their clothes, each knowing they were together for one reason and one reason alone. As Treble sat on the bed and pulled his boots and pants off, Marci went to her knees in front of him and enveloped his cock in her mouth. He hissed as he pulled her head down harder, forcing her to take him deep.

Marci was hot, no doubt about that. In her late thirties or early forties, she was a woman who knew exactly what she wanted, and wasn’t afraid of anyone. With the best breasts her money could buy, long toned legs, shocking red hair and slutty manners, she was sex personified. She enjoyed spreading her legs and was well skilled in the ways of pleasing a man, but as she slobbered over his cock, his thoughts returned to Lindy, still wondering what he had done that had flipped her off like a switch.

Marci rose and leaned into him, stroking his cock hard and fast as she kissed him, her tongue slick from his leaking member. He fell back on the bed, dragging her down with him, rolling and tumbling a moment until they were more or less centered in the bed. Once they were still, she turned and draped herself over him, placing her legs to either side of his head before taking him deep into her mouth again.

He wrapped his arms around her legs to draw her down tight and then began to flick her clit with his tongue. “That’s it, lick my pussy,” she snarled, wiggling her hips around and humping his face as his tongue darted and probed. “You lick my fucking pussy.”

She plunged down on him again while still thrusting her hips and he began to jackhammer his cock into her mouth, thrusting as hard, fast and deep as he could. She backed off slightly and clasped her lips around his member as they face fucked each other, allowing him to use her mouth.

“Fuck!” she shouted as she released his cock from her mouth and ground hard against his face. “You’re going to make me fucking come already…you lick my fucking pussy until I come. God
…damnit!
Fuck!” She spat on his cock and stroked it furiously, taking him into her mouth to rewet him before stroking him again.

When her lips surrounded him again, he began to drive into her mouth savagely, pummeling her mouth with his hips as he pressed hard with his tongue against her clit before battering it fiercely.

“Fuck!”
she cried out as she splashed onto his face while pressing down almost painfully hard and bucking her hips. He continued to probe and lick until she relaxed and pulled away from him and then turned in the bed to kiss him lustily. “Oh fuck yeah…I had forgotten how wicked your tongue was,” she giggled as she pulled back from the kiss. She slid down his body, spitting on his cock again, before pushing her tits around it. “Seems like I remember you liked titty fucking me,” she purred as she massaged his cock between her breasts. “You man enough to titty fuck me and not come?”

He grinned at her and began to thrust his hips. He wasn’t sure what it was about sliding his cock between some bitch’s tits that always got him going, but Marci had the best fake tits money could buy and he wasn’t going to waste them. He pumped his hips a few times, but then pushed her off. She rolled to her back and waited as he reached for the lubricant, squirting a generous amount on her breasts and then his cock. He moved over her, placing a knee on either side of her as she once again wrapped her breasts around him. He began to thrust hard and fast as she sneered at him.

“You like sliding your big, fat, cock between my tits? Do you? You gonna shoot your load all over me?”

Normally, having a woman talk dirty to him wound him up, but tonight he found her almost constant babble annoying. He tried to block her voice out but she wasn’t making it easy.

“Shoot it! Shoot your hot come between my big fucking tits!”

He could feel his orgasm forming up and he reached for it, wanting the release. He tipped forward onto his hands so that he could thrust faster as his orgasm bore down on him. With a soft grunt and a sigh, he came, his ejaculate hitting her on the lips and chin. As he caught his breath he pumped his hips slowly while waiting for his climax to release him.

“Good boy,” she purred, wiping at her face with her finger before smearing his semen on her breasts.

He slid down and kissed her, not caring about the mess he made as he lay across her. She tasted of beer and cigarettes, not the fruit and slight sweetness of Lindy, and he broke off the kiss in disappointment. He had his release, his need met, and he wanted it to be over, but he knew she wouldn’t be satisfied with only the one orgasm.

He didn’t understand what was wrong with him tonight. He had picked up Marci for the specific reason that she liked to fuck long and hard. That was what he thought he wanted, but after his first orgasm, his fire was damped. He needed a moment to regroup, so he rose from her, and crouched on his knees as he plunged three fingers into her pussy, stroking her as hard and fast as he could, his fingers making wet sounds as they slid rapidly into her.

With a groan of pleasure, she took his semi-ridged cock in her hand, twisting around until she could take him into her mouth. She alternately sucked and stroked him roughly until she began to keen, then wail, as he pounded his fingers into her furiously, her juices running down his hand and dripping on the bed. He continued to finger fuck her, going through the motions but feeling hollow.
There should be more than this animalistic fucking. There is no caring, no tenderness, nothing beyond the physical pleasure. At least with Lindy I—

“Stop! Stop! Stop!” Marci begged, curling up around his hand while holding his wrist tight. “Fuck, J. J.! Are you trying to kill me?” she panted. “Woo! That was fucking amazing.” She reached for him, pulling his lips to hers. He fought the urge to pull away and forced himself to kiss her lustily. They rolled over and she came to rest on his chest. “You feeling okay tonight?” she asked as she looked into his eyes.

“Yeah. Why?”

“You seem a little off your game. Normally you’re ready to go again by now. Some other chick wear you out recently?”

“You could say that,” he admitted.

“Hmmm…well I’m not leaving until I feel that luscious cock of yours inside of me. Let’s see if I can help you out,” she purred as she began to kiss down his body.

He closed his eyes as she licked and kissed down his chest and stomach, letting her play while his hands on rested on her head. When she reached his cock she swallowed him, her tongue busy caressing the head before she took him deep, the feel of him against her throat making him growl low and deep and press her hard down. After a moment she fought off his press and pulled him from her mouth to replace his cock with his balls while swirling her hand around the head of his shaft.

She worked on him for several minutes, cooing and purring as she coaxed him back to full hardness. “I knew you had it in you,” she purred after she pulled him from her mouth with an audible pop. “Now I want you to fuck me. Fuck me long and hard until I fucking scream.”

She pulled the bed pillows to her, tucking them under her hips as he put a condom on, and then wiggled her ass while smiling over her shoulder playfully. He entered her with a single, swift, insertion, his hips slapping against her ass and making her grunt. He began to move, plunging into her hard, deep, and fast, not caring if she enjoyed it, not caring if it hurt, not caring about anything. This was just fucking and nothing more. So long as he came, and he made her come, that was all that mattered.

“Ah, shit…I’m going to come again,” she murmured after he had driven into her hard for many long minutes.

Normally giving a woman an orgasm thrilled him, but tonight the thrill was absent. He was nowhere near his own orgasm and he once again felt hollow, like the spark that made sex fun and enjoyable was missing. Marci had always been able to give him brain-twisting orgasms in the past, but tonight the excitement wasn’t there and he didn’t know why. She was as sexy, skilled and enthusiastic as she had ever been, but instead of turning him on, it was turning him off.

“That’s it…uh-huh…that’s it,” she cooed, working her hips. “Keep fucking me…just like that…keep fucking me.”

He reached around her and massaged her button roughly. He was getting tired and sweat trickled down his body, but he wanted to finish her, to make her come to see if that will produce the heat and passion that was missing.

“Oh fuck! That’s it… that’s it…just like that,” she said, her voice becoming strained. “Keep fucking me…keep fucking me…” She began to push back into him as she mewled softly. “Fuck…” she gasped as she began to shudder softly, “Fuck, fuck, fuck…
fuck!”

He stopped his pounding strokes, gasping for breath as he wiped the sweat and hair out of his face, his cock still buried deep inside of her.
Take that you fucking whore!
he snarled to himself.

She began to growl out a giggle. “I take it back. There is nothing wrong with your game.” She pulled forward, hissing slightly as he fell from her. “Did you come?”

“No.”

She began tossing pillows aside. “You will,” she promised. “I’m going to make come so fucking hard.” She pushed him firmly and he fell backward with his head almost at the foot of the bed before she straddled him, steering him into her again and leering into his face as she began to work her hips.

“You like that, baby? You like feeling your big hard cock deep in my tight little pussy? You like fucking my pussy?” She began to thrust harder, arching her back as she grunted and gasped.

On another night her grunts of passion may have been sexy, but tonight he found them off-putting, her act quickly becoming old. He missed the quiet sensuousness of Lindy and her ability to turn him on with a look or a sigh. It was time to finish this bitch and to drive himself to orgasm so Marci would be satisfied. He grabbed her roughly by the hair, jerking her head back, her face twisting in pain, pleasure and excitement.

“You want me to fuck you?” he growled, letting his irritation with her, and himself, flood through him.
If she wants to get fucked, I’ll fuck her…

“Yes,” she hissed while baring her teeth. “I want you to fuck me so fucking hard,” she snarled, gripping him by the throat and pressing down, not enough to actually hurt, but enough to show him how she wanted to be treated.

He grabbed her by her throat, cutting off her breath, her mouth hanging open as she thrust hard and fast. He loosened his grip, allowing her to gasp in a breath before tightening it again. She grabbed his wrist, trying to pull his hand from her throat, but he didn’t release her. She grimaced, fucking him harder and then harder still as her face turned red. He released her throat, allowing her to take a large gasping breath as he clamped her head between his hands.

She slapped at him and then pulled at his wrists again as her face twisted into a sneer. She locked her hands around his throat, pressing down hard. She was cutting off his breath, but he didn’t care. He could easily tear her hands away when it became too much. He pushed his hips up, raising his ass off the bed as she kept thrusting, her weight transferring to her hands and her grip becoming painful.

He rolled, throwing her to the bed while tearing her hands from his throat. She slapped at him again and he batted her hands aside, forcing her legs open to drive into her hard and deep, pounding into her furiously, fucking her as hard as he had ever fucked any woman. She cried out, pushing at him, her blood red fingernails digging painfully into his chest. He roared out his pain before throwing himself down and driving her into the bed with his weight as he wrapped her up.