Linda Gets Her Tip
written by:
The SlutMan

Linda Gets Her Tip By The SlutMan

I sat at the bar, swirling the remnants of my drink and smoking a cigarette as I watched her in the mirror, flirting with some guy. 'Christ,' I thought, 'He's fuckin' old enough to be her goddamn father.' I turned and watched them as her laughter tinkled gaily across the room, her head thrown back, her thick brown hair shimmering in the subdued lighting as it flowed down her back to the top of her ass.

I tossed back the last of my drink, the ice clinking against my teeth as I drained the glass and set it down on the bar. There were only four of us left in the bar of the Club; Linda, the temptress tending bar tonight, the old fart she was flirting with, the old fart's eldest son, and me.

Linda was thirty-eight, married and had three kids. She was a short girl, only about five two and trimly built. Her most striking feature was her hair; it was long and thick, and glistened like it had been waxed. She wasn't gorgeous; she was a pleasantly good-looking woman with a small button nose, big brown eyes the color of root beer, slightly magnified by her glasses and a wide, generous mouth. Her breasts were high on her chest, probably 34C's and bounced nicely when she walked. She had, I thought, a remarkably slim waist for a mother of three and her ass looked like it would fit comfortably in my hands.

I wanted to try it out, to see if it really would fit in my hands like I'd imagined.

Linda appeared in front of me, grabbing my glass and scooping ice into it, and then adding a generous slug of vodka and topping it with coke. She set it in front of me and slipped a ten out of the pile of bills in front of me, rang it up and put the folding money of my change in front of me, the coins rattling into her tip jar.

We both looked up when the old fart and his son called out their good nights. "Good night, boys!" she said to their retreating backs, the door sighing softly shut behind them. A moment later, the window blazed with light as the old fart started his car and they pulled out of the parking lot.

Linda went up on her toes and looked over my shoulder at the table they'd been sitting at and grimaced. "Cheap prick," she mumbled. I swiveled my stool and looked; there was only a few coins on the table, definitely not the tip she deserved considering the personal service she'd given them.

I laughed as I turned back to face her. "I don't know what you expected," I chuckled. "That dim shithead probably has the first fuckin' dollar he ever made squirreled away in his mattress."

She smiled at me and nodded, and then started around the bar to get the empty beer bottles from the table. "Relax, babe," I said, holding up my hand. "I'll get 'em." She smiled at me again as I got up and went to the table, gathered up the empties and the pitiful tip, depositing it all on the bar.

She glanced at the clock and frowned, and then looked at me. It was only nine thirty, two and a half hours before closing time. I grinned back at her; I knew what she was thinking. She wanted to close and get the hell out of there; it was a Wednesday night and it had been deader than hell all night. She was allowed to close early if there were no customers; the Club didn't believe in paying to keep the place open just on the off chance that someone might come in.

"Go ahead and close," I said. I tossed a ten across the bar and she looked at me. I picked up my drink and drained it, handing her the glass. "I'll have another one before you cash out and I think my pal Harvey will have one too."

She cocked an eyebrow at me. "You gonna be ok to drive?" It was a legitimate question. I'd already been there for over two hours and I'd been drinking fairly steadily. I'm a big guy though, at six foot, two inches and two hundred pounds, I can soak up a lot of Vodka before I start to really feel it. I had a good buzz going, and these last two drinks would more than likely put me over the top into DWI territory if I got stopped.

I shrugged. "I only live six blocks away, kiddo, I can crawl that far if I have to."

She swiftly built my two drinks and put one in front of me, and left the other behind the bar. In the unlikely event that a State Liquor Inspector showed up, she could claim it was her after hours drink. It wasn't likely though; I couldn't remember the last time we had been checked. The Club was a small, quiet bar located on a side street two blocks from the Business District in a college town. The Liquor Inspectors would be checking the bars downtown for underage drinkers, not here.

She quickly made my change and I lavishly over tipped her, a thank you for the extra drink. She didn't have to do that for me, it was illegal in fact, for a bar patron to have more than one drink in front of him. She twisted the key that started the cash register on it's wheezing, clicking task of printing out the nights receipts and deftly removed the cash tray from the drawer. A few moments later, the register spit out a long tongue of paper and she ripped it off.

She picked up a bar rag and dropped it in front of me. "Make yourself useful and wipe down the bar for me," she said. I picked it up between my thumb and forefinger like it was something dead and looked at her.

"What's in it for me?"

She smiled sweetly at me and picked up my second drink. "Harvey gets his drink." I was off of my stool and wiping down the bar before she finished the sentence. "Aren't you a good boy!" she cooed, smiling at me. It was an old routine for us, I always helped her close the place when we were alone, so she could get out and go home to her family that much faster.

I had the bar all wiped down, as well as the table where old fart and his kid had been sitting and I was at the bar, just finishing my last drink when she came out of the office, locking the door behind her. She dropped her purse on the bar and swiftly went from window to window, her short skirt swirling and her long legs flashing as she closed the windows against the warm summer night air. She wound up by the door and snapped off the lights. I handed her purse to her as I walked through the door and waited outside while she locked up and set the alarm. And then I walked her to her minivan, parked next to my convertible, its top down from my ride to the club.

I helped her into her soccer bus and closed the door, and then leaned on it, looking at her through the open window. "Are you on tomorrow night?" I asked.

"Yeah," she sighed. "I switched with Rosie so she could have a Friday night. She says she needs the money." Friday nights were busy at the Club. It was a workingman's club and they liked to go out after a week of work and blow off a little steam. The tips were good on Fridays.

"She's scamming you, you know."

She smiled. "It doesn't matter. She can blow it, or Paul can." Paul was Linda's husband and overly fond of the pop open Nevada tickets that the Club sold over the bar. He played them on the Friday nights that Linda worked and usually the contents of her tips jar wound up in the register. The payout percentage on the tickets was lousy; you could dump hundreds of dollars into them and not win a dime.

"Hey, just tell him no. You know that I'll bounce his ass out of there if he starts raising a fuss."

She smiled again and laid her hand on my cheek. "That's sweet of you, but no. It's not worth the trouble it'll cause at home." Her touch galvanized me, it was the first time she had ever touched me and it started all kinds of thoughts whirling through my mind.

I'd harbored a secret letch for her for months; she was just the kind of woman I liked, older than my twenty-two years, petite and unavailable. I laid my hand over hers, and the Vodka said, 'Go for it!'

I turned my head and kissed her palm, and she snatched her hand back as if my lips were on fire. She blushed and I laughed. "I don't bite, you know."

"Yeah, ah, well, you just surprised me, that's all," she stammered.

"What, you mean like this?" And I reached through the window, cupped the back of her head in my hand and pulled her to me, kissing her lips. Her eyes went wide behind her glasses and she didn't react for a few seconds. Then her lips softened and she kissed me back for a few more dizzying seconds before she pulled away.

"All right," she gasped. "That's enough of tha..." Her words cut off as I kissed her again, holding her face to mine with my hand behind her head. It was a replay of the first kiss, only this time when it ended, I only let her get two words out before I did it a third time. Her hand came up and she curled it around my wrist just as I opened my mouth a little and gently probed at her lips with my tongue.

I felt her breath whoosh out of her through her nose as she sighed. Her hand just rested on my wrist, neither pushing me away nor pulling me closer as our tongues danced together. A long time later, I broke the kiss and she didn't move. She sat there; her head tipped a little bit to the side, her eyes still closed and her lips parted, breathing hard.

Her hand fell from my wrist as I opened the door and she gasped a low "Oh no!" as I took her into my arms and kissed her again. Her arms came up around my neck and she moaned, deep in her chest as I pulled her from the van, holding her up against me, her feet off the ground. I heard her shoe clatter to the ground as we kissed and then her legs came up around me, wrapping around my hips.

The blood was roaring in my ears as I turned and perched her ass on the front fender of my car. I could feel my cock inflating, tenting my khaki shorts against her firm belly. She felt it too; she pulled me even closer and her kiss became more demanding. She was becoming aroused; her hands were in my hair, pulling me down into her hungry lips.

We must have necked there for ten minutes, both of us getting hotter and hotter for each other. My hands roamed over her body at will, every part of her falling victim to them, including that fantastic ass. She pulled back and looked at me, her lips swollen and groaned, "You bastard! Take me somewhere. Now!" I scooped her up in my arms again, lifting her over the door and setting her down in the front seat of my car. I reached into her van, grabbed her purse, kicked the door closed, and then ran around the back of my convertible and vaulted over the door and into the driver's seat.

I had the engine started and we were out of the parking lot in seconds. I knew just the place to take her; it was a stand of trees in a field that bordered a golf course less than five minutes away. She slid across the seat to me, her body pressed up against me from knee to shoulder, her arms wrapped around my right arm and holding it tightly to her.

I dropped my hand to her leg, gently caressing the soft skin of her inner thigh and she moaned as her legs opened. A few moments later, I had her pussy cupped in my hand, my middle finger laying in the groove of the soft folds of her labia. Her panties were wet and they became a lot wetter as I fingered her womanhood. She moaned again and it was my turn to gasp as her hand landed on my straining cock, stroking it through the material of my shorts.

We reached the top of the hill and I stopped for the Stop sign. My head fell back against the headrest as I felt her unzip my shorts, her small hand tunneling into them and stroking my cock through the thin cotton of my underwear.

I looked left and right, checked the rear view mirror and turned right onto Prospect Street. Then I gave the hungry three hundred and fifty cubic inch V8 it's head and we roared down the street, the big Buick hitting sixty miles an hour before we'd gone a half a block. Two and a half minutes later, I pulled off the access road to the Country Club and we bounced and swayed across the field and around behind the trees, finally hidden from the world.

Linda had my cock out of my pants and in her mouth before I had the car shut off. I hunched upwards, driving half of my eight inches into her hungrily sucking mouth. "Oh fuck, yeah!" I groaned. "Suck it, babe!" I swept the sodden crotch of her panties aside and buried two fingers in her hot, wet snatch, finger-fucking her as she blew me.

It was incredibly awkward trying to have sex in the front seat of the car. The steering wheel was in the way and I was afraid that I'd hurt her if I tried to move while she was sucking me off. And then her hand was on mine and she pulled my fingers from her pussy and got on her hands and knees, my cock still in her mouth. She batted my hands away when I tried to go back to fingering her, she didn't want the distraction while she fucked me with her mouth.

I didn't last long; she was pretty good at giving head. I told her when I was about to cum and she redoubled her efforts, sucking my load right out of me as my cock pulsed in her mouth. She kept me in her mouth until it was apparent that I wasn't going to go soft on her.

She sat up on her heels and gave me a sloe-eyed smile, and then her hand came up and she wiped a drool of my jism off of her chin and sucked her finger clean. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen and it added steel to my cock. I slid across the seat and she straddled me, sitting on my legs and putting her arms around my neck. She leaned down and kissed me, our tongues dancing together and I could taste myself in her mouth, a salty sweet flavor that was enhanced by the taste of her.

She sat back onto my legs and smiled as I slowly undressed her, unbuttoning her blouse and pushing it off her shoulders and then unhooking the catch of her bra, tucked in between the mounds of her breasts. She unconsciously arched her back as her bra fell open and sighed softly as I cupped her tits in my hands. I gently tweaked her nipples and she sighed again, shook off her open blouse and bra and pulled my face to her breasts.

"Suck 'em, Larry," she moaned. "Suck my nipples and chew on them..." Her back arched, pushing her tit into my mouth as I licked and sucked and chewed her long, fat nips until they were rigidly erect and shining in the moonlight, gleaming with my saliva. Her hand was down between us and she was gently stroking my cock, scratching it lightly with her nails and keeping it rigidly erect.

I sat back for a moment and feasted my eyes on her; I still couldn't believe that she was here with me and that I was going to be fucking her in a few short minutes. She saw me staring at her and blushed. I laughed at her and her blush deepened and then I saw her lips tighten. She came up on her knees again and tipped her head back, raking her long hair over her shoulders and shaking it out down her back.

I slid my hands down her sides and onto her hips, and then around behind her to the taut cheeks of her ass. Her head fell forward and she hugged me to her breasts as my hands kneaded the firm globes of her ass, my fingers going into the humid crack and tickling the bottom of her cunt.

She grunted in surprise as I hit the lever that reclined the seat and slithered out from between her legs, standing on the back seat right in front of her as she sat back on her heels and watched me. I quickly shucked my shorts and underwear, and pulled my tee shirt off over my head and I was naked in the moonlit night with her. She stared hungrily at my cock, eight rigid inches of man meat that I couldn't wait to get into her. She leaned forward and sucked it into her mouth, and I moaned as her tongue lashed it, circling the plum-sized head and probing the piss slit while she gently caressed my balls.

I sank to my knees in front of her and gathered her into my arms, bending my head down to hers and kissing her again. We both moaned as her breasts pressed against my chest, firm and warm against my skin. My hands went down to her ass again, cupping the taut flesh and pulling her hard against me.

"I want you!" I whispered, and tongued her ear. She shivered and clung to me, bending her head down and to the side, showing me the lovely expanse of her neck. I kissed and nibbled my way from her shoulder to her lips and I said it again. "I want you, babe!" I gasped. "Right now!"

She giggled nervously. "I... I haven't made love in a car for over ten years," she said. "I feel like a teenager again, screwing my date in his father's car. It's... exciting!"

"You're exciting me," I said, pulling her tight against me again and letting her feel the rigid shaft of my cock against her belly. I kissed her and guided her past me until she was kneeling on the back seat, her hands braced. I flipped the short skirt she was wearing up onto her back and admired the round, perfect ass facing me, her panty covered little pussy peeking out at me from between the slim columns of her thighs. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down as she helped, lifting her knees to allow me to remove them.

And then I leaned over her back, cupping her hanging tits in my hands as she turned her head to face me and we kissed. My rigid cock slid between her thighs and I gasped as she closed her legs, trapping it with the soft-skinned flesh of her firm thighs. I straightened up and hunched my hips at her, my cock sliding deeper between her legs and riding across the damp folds of her labia.

She looked back at me over her shoulder. "Go slow, baby," she said. "I've never had one that big before."

I ran my hands over the firm flesh of her ass, fisted my cock and placed it at the entrance to her tight little cunt. She rocked backward a little bit and we both moaned as the plum-sized head of my cock split her labia. I rested my hands on her hips, gently urging her to take a little bit more of me. She swayed back and forth, taking more of my cock until fully half of my rod was buried in her tight pussy.

"Damn but your pussy feels hot!" I groaned,

"Oh Jesus!" she gasped. "You're so fuckin' big in me!" I tightened my hands on her hips and began to move, feeding a little bit more of my straining cock into her. Finally, after a glorious few moments, she had all eight thick inches of me in her.

"Mmm, damn woman, you've got a tight cunt!" I moaned.

"It's not me," she said breathlessly. "You're hung like a fuckin' horse!"

"Umm, oh yeah!" I said, thinking that her old man must be a real finger-dink. "It's time for this stallion to get himself some hot mare pussy!" I held her steady and pulled back, half of my cock sliding out of her, then I hunched my hips forward, driving my cock back into her.

Her head fell forward, hanging between her shoulders. "Oh God, that feels good!" she moaned. I did it again and her back arched as she swirled her hips in a tiny little circle, stirring her pussy with my cock. Then we were moving together, her ass quivering delightfully as our bodies slapped together.

"Yeah! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy with your great big cock!" she gasped, "Uhhhh, damn! Fuck my cunt... fuck me!" Her juices were flowing all over my cock and leaking down the inside of her thighs. I fucked her hard, meeting her thrust for thrust, loving the feel of her hot little pussy around my thick shaft. She whimpered and shivered as a small orgasm shook her and I grinned, not stopping as her cunt convulsed on my hammering cock.

"Umm!" I moaned, savoring the muscular contractions of her orgasm. "Did you have a nice little cum, sweetie?"

"Ohhh! Yes!" she hissed. I could feel my orgasm beginning to build in my balls. "Harder, Larry! Fuck me harder! I'm gonna come again!"

"Oh, yeah! You gorgeous little fuck-machine!" I grunted, stepping up the pace. I started to fuck her as hard as I could, ramming my big cock as deep into her cunt as I could get it. With every thrust I ground my hips around a little, stirring her honey pot with my cock. She stayed right with me, using the muscles in her pussy to squeeze and milk my cock as I hammered it into her. Soon, my breath was coming in short gasps as my arousal reached a fever pitch. It wouldn't be long before I'd be cumming, filling her belly with my hot steaming load.

I leaned over her as I ground my cock into her and reached under her writhing body, finding her turgidly erect clit with my fingers and mashing the tender little bud with my thumb. "Uhhhh! Fuck!" she squealed. "I'm cumming, Larry! I'm cumming hard... I'm coming on your big fat, fuckin' cock!"

I was on the edge of my own orgasm now and threw my hips at her hard, grinding myself into her pussy as it went into rapid spasms and clenched tightly around my hammering cock. Her hot, wet cunt pushed me over the edge and within seconds I was groaning as the hot jets of my cum shot deep into her belly, washing against her cervix.

"Oh fuck! Oh Jesus! Fuck! You're cumming!" she shrieked. "Cumming in me!" She panted and gasped for breath as I emptied my balls into her. My eyes were tightly closed in ecstasy as I hunched against her and pumped a boiling load of sperm deep into her belly, my hips moving with hard, spasmodic thrusts. Even though she'd already come once, I kept fucking her, her jism-slick little cunt nipping and tugging at my cock like a hot, hungry mouth.

And then she was coming again, howling with delight as she creamed all over my hammering cock for the second time while I abused her clit. I clenched my jaw until my teeth creaked, bottling up the primal scream fighting to come out of me as we orgasmed together under the stars.

**********

I was on my back on the blanket that was spread on the soft grass, my hands full of her ripe tits as she bounced on my cock. She was still wearing that short little skirt of hers, and I couldn't see where we were joined, couldn't see her labia wrapped so tightly around the girth of my newly revived cock. She moaned in pleasure and leaned into my hands, her long hair gleaming in the moonlight as it flowed off of her narrow back and hung around us in shimmering waves timed to her movement.

"Why didn't you tell me you had such a beautiful cock?" she whispered, smiling down at me.

"Hmm. Probably for the same reason that you didn't tell me you had such a tight, snapping little cunt."

"Ooow, not anymore, I don't. I think that you've ruined me for life with this big fucker." She bore down on me with the muscles of her puss and giggled as I grimaced at the exquisite feeling it gave me.

"My pleasure, I'm sure, ma'am." I smiled up at her and pinched her nipples, pulling them away from her until she gasped and moaned, her eyes drifting shut as her back arched, enjoying my abuse of her pert boobs.

She melted down onto me and we kissed. I rolled us to our sides and she slung her upper leg over my hip, still connected and moving gently together. "We shouldn't be doing this," she said quietly. "I'm a married woman."

"So?" I said. "You in love with me? Gonna have my babies?"

She smiled at me. "I know what you're doing." she said. "And I..."

"All I'm doing," I said, interrupting her, "Is making love to a woman I care about. Giving and getting pleasure from a woman who seems to need it."

"You bastard," she replied, her smile taking the sting out of her words. "I don't know how you knew. Paul hasn't touched me in months. He sleeps in his fucking recliner most nights now."

"Then Paul is an idiot," I said, sliding my hands down her back and onto her ass, pulling her tightly to me and rolling her to her back. I grabbed her by the waist and hunched forward, burying my cock in her incredibly tight pussy with a single, solid thrust of my hips. Linda gasped loudly and lifted her ass, her legs spread wide, her eyes wide and staring, her lips parted.

"Ungh!" she moaned, as my thick cock slid between her pussy lips and drove deep into her tight belly. I slammed into her hard, stopping only when the head of my cock hit the bottom of her hot fuck hole and mashed into her cervix. Her breathing got heavier and she started humping her ass up off the ground in an attempt to get more of my fat cock inside her hot, clinging cunt. I pulled out of her tightly clenching pussy almost completely and threw my hips down hard, ramming my cock to the balls inside her firm, flat belly.

"Yeah, you like that?" I gasped. "You like my cock in you, baby?"

"Ohh yes! Yes!" she hissed. "Do it again! Fuck me as hard as you can! Make me feel it!" I wasted no time in giving the sexy little MILF exactly what she wanted. I raised my hips and plunged down into her again and again, fucking the cock hungry wife and mother with hard, powerful strokes, and she loved it. Her brown eyes were glazed with lust as she grunted and writhed beneath my hammering hips.

Her tight cunt was filled with eight thick inches of my hard, pounding cock and the petite woman was enjoying every fuckin' inch of it. I was spreading and stretching her snug cunt as I fucked her as hard as I dared, and it was obvious from her cries of ecstasy that she was enjoying it.

"Oh God!" I moaned. "Christ but you're tight, babe! Oh fuck yeah, so fuckin' tight!" She hunched her trim hips up at me and whimpered into my chest as I slammed my cock deep into her spasming cunt, ramming the bloated head of it into her cervix at the bottom of her drooling box. Her grunts and moans of pleasure excited me enormously and I hooked her flailing legs in my elbows and put them over my shoulders, her feet next to my ears.

I leaned forward over her, which brought her ass and pussy upwards and let me fuck straight down into her cunt. After a few hard thrusts, her eyes rolled back into her head and she squealed in ecstasy and began bucking her hips up at me. I was bottoming out in her hot, wet cunt with every stroke.

Her tight little ass rhythmically pumped up and down as my big, thick cock plunged again and again into the slick, hot box between her legs. Linda's head was thrown back, her pretty eyes closed and I knew she was close to cumming. She cried out with a little squeak each time my cock thrust down into her tight little pussy and my pelvis banged into her swollen clit, and her moans became faster and louder as she got ready to cum.

I watched my cock going into her, peering between us as I slam-fuck the horny bartender. My big, stiff shaft pounded repeatedly into her tight, bulging cunt, her body shaking visibly under my hammering strokes, her round, shapely ass pointed almost straight up, her knees bent back and wide, her feet jiggling in the air as she took every solid thrust. I was fucking her deep and hard, and petite little Linda was taking everything I could throw at her. Her plump little pussy was shining with her oils as I pumped my cock into her.

I was especially aroused to hear the low moans of her delight as the base of my cock slammed down against her fat clit, continuously grinding against the engorged button and sending shock waves of sexual ecstasy throughout her slim, convulsing body. She bucked and writhed wildly under me as I held her down and fucked her. I could tell that she was very close to orgasm, she was moaning and whimpering, fucking her tight cunt up at me and straining for her climax.

"Oh fuck! Here it cums, babe!" I groaned. "Take it, you gorgeous bitch! Take it! Aaarrggh!"

Linda writhed beneath my jack hammering strokes, hunching up at my pounding cock, matching me stroke for stroke. Her ankles were pressed into the middle of my back and her up thrust ass was bucking like crazy, taking every deep, powerful thrust like a pro. "Oh yes!" she cried. "I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum! Fuck me you big cocked bastard! Fuck me!"

I fucked her harder as she clutched my shoulders, fucking me back with a will. "Yeah, you hot cunt! Cum for me!" I gasped, slamming my cock into her belly as hard and fast as I could. "Cum all over my cock, you gorgeous bitch!"

I came, my cock spewing my hot load deep into her belly, washing up against her battered cervix. Linda finally came too, screaming as she ground her twat up against me. Her cunt was red and swollen around my big cock as I slammed it balls-deep into her convulsing box. She writhed and twisted in orgasm under my pounding prick, squealing loudly and coming again and again as I fucked my fat cock into her heaving belly with brutal, jackhammer thrusts.

I was nearly done in, but I still kept fucking her, slamming all of my eight inches into her sodden cunt as hard as I could. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her head thrown back, her long hair a tangled mess around her head, and her ripe little body glistened with sweat. She looked magnificent. I kept my cock in her convulsing cunt and slowly fucked the panting woman until her arms and legs fell away from me and she opened her eyes.

"Enough!" she gasped. "Please!"

I collapsed onto her and rolled us to our sides, utterly exhausted. I didn't think I'd ever fucked a woman as hard as I'd just fucked poor Linda. But she pulled herself closer, and I could feel her lips on my sweaty chest as she kissed me there, and then she murmured, "Thank you Larry. That was... fantastic."

"Just part of the service, ma'am." I replied, wrapping her in my arms and holding her close.

**********

I must have dozed off for a few minutes. When I woke up, I was on my back and Linda was between my legs, my hard cock buried in her sucking mouth, her cool fingers playing with my balls. She let my cock pop out of her mouth and grinned at me.

"Its about time you woke up," she smiled, and kissed the tip of my cock.

I reached for her and she scuttled back, out of my reach. "No!" she said firmly. "You just lay there and let me play."

I settled back on the blanket and said, "Whatever you say, baby." And then, for the next fifteen minutes I was treated to the best blowjob I'd ever had. She licked, pinched, bit, sucked, stroked and kissed my cock using her lips, teeth, tongue and hands, arousing me to a feverish pitch and reducing me to a moaning, twisting, writhing hulk.

I wanted desperately to cum and she wouldn't let me. She read me perfectly, backing off when she thought I was about to climax, and shutting off my orgasm twice by gripping the base of my cock in her hands and squeezing it tightly when she misjudged how close I was. Each time she did that, my cock softened slightly, and then came roaring back, bigger and harder than before.

I was a twitching wreck, and seriously thinking about just jumping her and fucking the shit out of her when she sat up and smiled at me. It was a predatory smile; her eyes glittered in the moonlight, her eyelids at half-mast. She was breathing hard and her nipples were diamond hard and hugely swollen on her heaving breasts. My cock was as hard as a steel post, the helmet a rosy purple and drooling precum.

She did something at her wrist and then she was holding her bracelet in her hand. It was nothing more than a thick leather strap with a snap on it, heavily embossed, with decorations framing the word 'MOM'. I had noticed it before and commented on it. It turns out that her ten-year-old son had made it for her at summer camp.

She leaned over me and suddenly there was an almost unbearable constriction around the base of my cock as she looped it around me and snapped it closed. It had fit quite loosely on her wrist, she'd been able to slide it well up onto her forearm when she was washing glasses at the Club, but it was an incredibly tight fit around my thick cock.

She bent low and licked my cock, from balls to tip and then kissed her way up my body to my lips, dragging her hard-nippled tits on my skin all the way. She kissed me passionately and then pulled back and smiled again.

"Jesus, Linda," I groaned. "What the hell..."

"You'll last as long as I need you too, now." she whispered, her lips on mine. "And you'll cum like a fuckin' volcano when I want you to." She straightened up and we both gasped as she sat on my cock, driving it into herself right to my balls in one fast stroke.

And right then began the most incredible single act of sex that I'd ever had. She fucked me for well over twenty minutes, using every position in the book. Every time she came, she'd change position, and she came a LOT. My cock was a huge, tautly swollen thing; purple with the blood trapped in it by her improvised cockring and it seemed to be a little less sensitive.

Linda had just climaxed for the fifth time, we were on our sides and I was screwing her from behind. She sighed as her orgasm wound down. "Damn," she said, "I gotta rest a little."

"Wrong!" I said. I pulled out of her and quickly flipped her to her back, got between her legs and dropped onto her, hammering my cock into her. I grabbed her ankles and held her legs up and spread wide open, and started to fuck her again. My cock was like an iron bar, it felt heavy and a little numb, and I used it on her like a blunt weapon.

I screwed her as hard as I could manage, pounding my cock into her battered cunt until she came again, bucking on my cock and grunting loudly with every contraction of her hot, wet cunt. I felt an almost unbearable tingling in my cock and my balls drew up against my body; I was going to cum, cockring or no cockring.

I pulled out of her and scrambled over her, straddling her gently writhing body, my hugely bloated cock pointed at her face. "Take it off!" I hissed.

She lifted her head and licked the tip of my rod, and I almost screamed from the sensation of her rough tongue against my cockhead. And then I felt her fingers against me and heard the soft 'pop' of the snap coming undone. I screamed as the blood rushed into the part of my cock that it had not been able to get into, my balls erupted and I had the most powerful orgasm of my life.

Linda's hand was flashing up and down my cock, jacking me off as my load literally jetted out of me, splashing against her face. It felt like there were quarts of semen coming out of me and I fell forward until I was on my hands and knees over her. I had to fight to stay there; my bones were turning to water as I climaxed, so great was the ecstasy of finally cumming.

My head was hanging between my shoulders and I was panting and gasping for air, writhing over her as her soft hands continued to milk my load out of me. And then she sucked my cock into her hot, wet mouth and I screamed again as her tongue lashed against the bottom of my cock. I started to collapse and it was only her hand pushing strongly against my hip that kept me from falling on her and driving my still spewing cock balls deep into her throat.

I toppled over to my side instead, and she stayed right with me, her tongue producing an agonizing ecstasy as she mercilessly scrubbed it against the hypersensitive underside of my cockhead. I screamed a third time and rolled to my back, trying to get away from the heavenly agony of her mouth, but she followed me, her hand still jacking my cock and her tongue still torturing my cockhead.

It wasn't until I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off my cock that she finally relented and settled for merely jacking me off. "That's it!" she groaned, both hands working on my cock. "Cum for me, you big bastard!" She was panting as hard as I was, I could feel her breath, hot against the head of my cock, and her hips were moving like she was still getting fucked. She was orgasming, getting off in a big way from making me cum my brains out.

My cock bucked in her hands twice more, shooting long thin ribbons of jism into her open mouth before my orgasm began to wane. Her hands slowed down, stroking me gently as the last of my load oozed from my cockhead and was joined by the cum she let drool from her mouth, coating her hands.

"God damn!" she giggled breathlessly. "You came like a fire hose!" She curled up against me, almost purring as I lay there trembling, completely wiped out by the best orgasm of my life. She leaned over me and kissed me tenderly after my breathing had returned to normal, and smiled at me, her face liberally coated with my jism.

"I'm working tomorrow night," she said softly. "And I'll be closing early."

I opened my eyes and slowly grinned at her.

Oh boy!