A DIRTY DOG DOES GERMANY CH. 04

I met Marti by accident, and I do mean by accident. I was wandering around our small PX on the kaserne, getting in a little OFO time, as we called. Since you probably don't understand, that means Officially Fucking Off! Basically it was slow in the office and I needed to stretch my legs, and I decided to look at some new stereo equipment that had just arrived.

I grabbed a couple of music CDs and a magazine, and wandered to the register to check out. There were a couple of people in line at the only register open, so I was standing out in the aisle. I was minding my own business and leafing through the magazine when a shopping cart slammed into me and almost knocked me down.

I fell against an end cap, fortunately though I didn't knock anything over. When I looked up to see who did it, I was face to face with a big girl, red headed, about 220 lbs, just slightly shorter than me. She had a really pretty face that was twisted into a snarl.

"Why can't you stay out of people's way?" she hissed at me.

"Pardon me?" I asked.

"Stay out of people's way! Or didn't you hear me the first time. Do you speak English?" she continued.

I was slightly taken aback, not expecting to be run over while waiting to check out. I also didn't tolerate anyone talking to me like that. Her running into me had nothing to do with me and everything to do with her own carelessness.

"I speak English quite well," I replied. "Are you blind?"

She didn't like that at all and quickly responded, "No I'm not blind and I will not tolerate being spoken to like that."

"I really don't care what you will or will not tolerate. You should pay attention where you point your cart in this cramped building," I snapped.

Wow! She turned red in the face, and loudly spouted, "I will see the manager about tossing you out of her. I will not tolerate being talked to like that."

I had to laugh, which made her even madder.

"Go get the manager, please. And while you return with him, please also explain why you can't seem to drive a shopping cart without injuring people," I slammed back.

She went charging off in a huff (okay, time for a Groucho Marx joke) and returned in about a minute and a huff with the manager in tow. Actually he was the assistant manager; the manager had not come to work yet. He appeared thoroughly scared and overwhelmed.

"That's him. That's the one I told you about," she bellowed, pointing at me.

A small group of nosy onlookers found some amusement at the situation. The manager carefully stepped up to me where I was now standing next to the cash register waiting to check out.

"Pardon me sir, but did you insult this lady?" he said, pointing toward the big red head.

I figured that snide was out and nasty was called for, so I retorted, "I find it difficult to insult someone who is, in fact, their own insult to me, your other customers, and Western civilization!"

He looked slightly confused. Apparently what I said flew past him and hit the red head in the ears.

She sputtered and choked for a second, and proceeded to yell, "Do you see what I mean. He should be tossed out of here immediately."

The poor guy was trapped, and had no idea what to do until someone stepped up beside the end cap where I had been previously and said, "The lady ran into him with her shopping cart. If anyone should be thrown out, it's her. She appears to be trying to start trouble."

I looked to see who was defending me, and saw a slightly built black gentleman in civilian clothes but obviously military. I knew the face but couldn't picture where I had seen him. He smiled at the assistant manager and offered him an identification card. The fellow took a look at the ID card and turned slightly pale. He apparently knew who he was speaking to.

Red decided she wasn't getting enough attention and bellowed at the black gentleman, "Why don't you just keep your nose out of people's business. And don't get in my way either or you'll regret it!" she warned, shaking her finger at him.

The gentleman just smiled politely at her, leaned over to the assistant manager for a second and stepped toward the exit. I put my CDs and magazine on the counter and the clerk rang them up while Red continued to harangue the assistant manager about what he was going to do about me. I noticed that the black gentleman was standing by the front door now and had a small, hand held radio up to his mouth. It was a radio that the Military Police used!

I wasn't the least bit worried but this was too good to pass up. After I paid for my purchase I started toward the door but the black gentleman asked me to wait for him in the foyer. About that time an MP vehicle stopped out front in the loading zone and two MPs entered the store.

The black gentleman motioned them to follow him, and he proceeded over to Red, who was still chewing on the poor assistant manager. He walked up and showed his identification to Red, who ignored him for a second and then noticed the MPs. I could hear her roar from the front door.

"Well, it's about time you people decided to throw the trouble maker out!"

The black gentleman told her something quietly, and she turned almost purple. She let loose with volley of yelling and screaming at anyone within earshot about who she was and what she was going to do. This tirade lasted long enough for one of the MPs to move beside her and take her arm to guide her out. She jerked away violently and pushed him away. In a flash, the MP had her arm behind her back and the other one had his cuffs out handcuffing her. She was screaming bloody murder, swearing now, and I just ducked out of the way as they hauled her to the waiting car.

As soon as they cleared the door the black gentleman identified himself as the Provost Marshal for the military community in Heilbronn. For you civilians, that meant he was the Police Chief. He took my name, unit, and work phone, and I left. Later I was called to the Community Commander's office to provide sworn testimony in a hearing to determine if Red was going to be sent back to the states.

The next time I saw her was at the hearing. She was a totally different person. Smiling, subdued, quiet. She appeared to have met God, or the fear thereof. She was with her husband, a captain in a field artillery battalion. He was not a happy camper either.

When I was called to speak, I gave my version in simple, brief terms. But when I was asked if I thought she should be evacuated to the states, I said no.

For some reason, I felt she had learned something important, mainly about not getting her way and running over people, and if she stayed she would have a figurative Damocles sword hanging over her head.

She was allowed to stay in country, and I didn't see her again for about 3 months. I accidently ran into her in the slot machine room at the club. I had eaten lunch and wandered in to play some quarter slots and sat down next to her without realizing who it was. She touched my sleeve and I looked around.

"Aren't you the guy I got into trouble at the PX?" she asked quietly but casually.

I looked again, and sure enough, it was Red.

"I believe I am," I replied, not knowing if she was going to repeat her shenanigans.

She looked away and down for a moment, and then smiled sweetly and said, "I just wanted to thank you for what you said at the hearing. When the Community Commander gave us his decision, he said that he weighed what you had said seriously, and felt you were correct. He decided to let me stay here."

I smiled back and said, "Well, I hope that it works out for the best."

She touched my arm gently and told me, "I am so sorry about all that. I had jet lag, and I was PMS'ing, my husband had to leave for a 45 day exercise in Gräfenwohr, and I was just miserable and lost. I thought you would tell them how mean and nasty I was and I was doomed to go back to the states. You really helped me."

I was surprised to hear such nice things coming from Red, considering what a trash mouth she had. She looked away shyly, and fed some more coins into her slot machine. I reached over and touched her arm.

She looked up and I told her, "I'm really a nice guy and I felt something was bothering you. You couldn't make me that mad. Besides, I don't care what a beautiful woman does around me except maybe pack a pistol. Otherwise, you can pretty much do what you want!"

She blushed, and positively beamed. She brushed back her hair nervously and went to say something and didn't. She added some more coins even though she already had some good features lit up. She fidgeted on her stool.

Finally she gave the hair one last toss, and asked, "You really think I'm beautiful?"

I paused for a pregnant moment, leaned closer to her and in a conspiratorial tone whispered, "Beautiful...and damn sexy!"

Her face went totally red, and I thought for a minute I was on the verge of another tirade when she sputtered, "Why, uh, thank you."

"You're welcome. And I mean that..... actually both."

She looked at me quizzically, "Both?"

I replied quickly, "All three, welcome, beautiful, and sexy."

She positively beamed. She played her machine for a couple of more pulls and said, "A lot of people think I'm gross."

I looked her in the eyes and said, "I meant what I said and I'm not a lot of people."

She squirmed on her stool like a little school girl. She was obviously flattered, and as she tried to avoid my gaze, I gave her a once over. Sure she had red hair but it was a beautiful, natural color, not too bright, with subtle highlights. She had a wonderfully nice face when it wasn't screwed into a grimace. As I mentioned, she weighed about 220 lbs. About 50 of that appeared to be breasts. She was wearing a shirt open at the front and a tank top underneath. I could see through the open shirt a pair of monsters.

Her ass was big and plump but not ill proportioned. It was actually well shaped and bounced nicely when she moved around. I found myself wondering if she was ripe for some extracurricular activities. I leaned toward her and told her my name. She smiled at me and told me her name was Marti. I asked if she came to the club at lunch very often. It was her first time.

I had to head back to the office but I asked as I was leaving, "Why don't you meet me here for lunch tomorrow?"

She looked almost panicky for a second, and then stammered, "Lunch?"

"Yes, lunch, the midday meal. Eat. Talk. You can eat and have a conversation can't you?" I asked.

"But...but...I don't know."

She was hooked.

I smiled and gave her the straight in the eyes sweet look and said, "We aren't meeting, per se. We'll just share a table and have some conversation. Do you like a late lunch."

She blushed again, apparently a habit with her, and finally said, "I guess sharing a table and some conversation would be okay."

As I stood, I told her, "Great. See you tomorrow right here, 12:30. Be hungry."

Before she could say anything else, and since there was no one else in that section of the slots, I reached out and took her hand, gently kissing it. I dropped her hand, smiled and gave her a wave as I left.

I had no idea if she would show, but when I walked into the club, I was disappointed not to see her. I figured she chickened out. I wandered into the slots room, and there she was. I gently tapped her on the shoulder and asked if she was hungry.

She turned and smiled, saying, "Ravenous."

I helped scoop her nickels into a small cloth bag and we headed for a table. The club wasn't too busy since several of the units assigned were all in Gräfenwohr at the time, including her husband's. We chatted over schnitzel and pommes frites, washing it down with Stüttgarter Hofbrau. She turned out to be an intelligent woman, knowledgeable about a wide variety of things. She was looking forward to a trip to Spain so she could try out the Spanish she learned in high school and college.

She enjoyed my telling her about many of the shopping, eating and club venues in Heilbronn and the surrounding area. She also asked if I was married. I told her about Mandi, and she told me a little about her husband. We had a fairly private corner, away from eaves droppers. While few people knew her, most of my battalion knew me. But I didn't worry about any prying eyes.

After a second beer, she started telling me some personal information. She had started to gain weight shortly after she married her husband. She had topped out and actually lost about 20 pounds over the past couple of months. She was making a determined effort to slowly and permanently lose about 80 pounds. In the mean time, when she hit about 190, he husband quit sleeping with her, and told her he hadn't married a fat pig and until she dropped weight, he didn't want to have anything to do with her physically.

I was appalled at an insensitive jerk like that. Of course, here I was chasing tail like the jerk I was, but that's a bunch of other stories! Anyway, she pretty much spilled her guts. She showed me a pic of her when she was around 140 lbs, and she was a doll. I asked some subtle questions about her experience before marrying (very little) and what she thought about not getting any sex (she wasn't happy). I figured I would wait for one more lunch and see how I could get some of the plump butt.

She apparently had other ideas, and she broached them rather quickly.

"You know, I don't mind having lunch here, but if I want to talk openly, I'm not really comfortable. Would you mind coming to my house for lunch instead?"

I weighed this invitation quickly, and considering my instincts before, I casually replied, "It's okay with me."

She smiled brightly and said, "Great. Tomorrow, 12:30, don't be late!"

I was set back a bit with this but wasn't about to blow a chance for a big, beautiful bottom.

She popped out of her chair, dropped some cash on the table, saying, "I got the tip."

As she headed for the door, I honestly think she exaggerated her walk for me, because her ass was rocking and bouncing like it meant business. She looked back to see if I was looking and I leaned over to show her that I liked the view of her ass.

I showed up at her quarters for lunch. Since her husband was a captain, they had a two bedroom unit way back of the housing area near some woods, and at the end of the street. I had walked a walking trail that came within a few feet of the back of their quarters. I made a mental note that if I needed an escape route, or a hidden entrance, I couldn't have asked for better.

I pulled into the drive and casually strolled up to the house. She opened the door before I could knock. I walked in and said hello. She motioned me to follow her into the dining area. She had made a mostly diet lunch with fruit, thin sliced deli meats, some German brotchens, and a beer for me.

We ate quietly for a few minutes until she asked if it was okay to pick up where she left off yesterday. I let her talk, taking in most of it, and tried to avoid letting my mind, or eyes, wander to some heavy cleavage she was showing me. She must have found an underwire bra with a demi-cup because her breasts looked like they were sitting on a shelf, and the nipples poked through the thin pullover shirt she was wearing. She was also wearing some shorts that showed some nice ass cheek below the legs.

I had to shake myself out of my reverie when she asked me if I was one of those people who had a kink for big girls. Her cleavage was so interesting I almost missed it.

"Not at all," I told her. "I just like women of all shapes, sizes and colors."

She chuckled at this, and then asked, "So you're one of those, what do they call them...you're a dog!"

I laughed heartily, and agreed.

"You have something against dogs?" I asked.

"No, not at all," she replied, "Some of my best friends are dogs."

We both laughed at the small joke. Since she seemed to be in a jocular mood, I got up from my chair and walked around behind her.

Placing both hands on her shoulders, I leaned down into her ear and whispered, "I appreciate lunch, but this dog needs some raw meat to satisfy his hunger."

She almost choked on the food she was chewing and took a sip of my beer to wash it down.

She leaned back and whispered back to me, "And where would there be any raw meat?"

I chuckled deviously and slid my hand down her side, and slowly over her thigh and pushed between her legs. She parted her thighs a bit so I slid my hand a little further down.

I whispered, "How about right here."

She turned her favorite shade of red again, and gently moved my hand away. I noticed that she was breathing a bit harshly. She turned toward me and then back to the table.

"You're a bit fast for me," she said breathily.

"No faster than you want to be," I told her quietly.

I leaned into her neck, pushing the hair aside, and nuzzled and kissed her neck for a moment. Then I gently moved down to her face and kissed her lips. She had nice, plump lips and she tasted like fresh fruit. She returned my kiss for a moment, and then pulled away almost reluctantly.

"Let's just finish lunch today, Okay?"

I quickly replied, "Sure."

She was still blushing and after a moments silence told me that she was eager to have sex but she also felt really guilty. Then, as though to make sure I returned, she told me something really sweet.

"I really want to have sex with you. And we will, but not right now. I promise I will be ready for anything when I am ready."

"I can't wait," I told her.

We finished up, and I left with another kiss. The following Monday I answered my office phone and it was Marti. She went directly to the point.

"I think I know where a dog can find some raw meat, if he's still hungry."

I chuckled and replied, "He's starving. Just point the right direction and he'll find it."

She laughed and said, "If you can get away for lunch maybe we can let that dog get his fill."

"I can," I replied quickly.

"Can you get here another way without driving up to the house? I found out there are a couple of busybodies who see everything."

I told her, "Not a problem. I will come in off the walking trail in the woods. Just leave the living room doors to the back open. And no one will see me. I wear camouflage clothes!"

She chortled at the quip, and said, "Good, see you at the usual time."

I hung up and thought, 'the usual time?' But it didn't matter. I would soon be buried in a hot pussy, and hopefully a big round beautiful white butt.

Marti was obviously ready for action when I got there. She was dressed in a sheer silk gown. Without a bra, her breasts showed the obvious size, and weight, although they didn't sag like I thought they would. The gown fit her fairly tightly, and I could see that although she was heavy, she didn't have rolls. I liked that, because I enjoy a big girl occasionally, but not one who has mounds of fat sagging everywhere.

I pulled her to me and kissed her. She reacted quickly by pulling me closer and probing with her tongue. I kept this up until she was almost panting, and then released a hand from her waist to slowly slip a hand up and caressed a breast. She moaned quietly, and pushed back against my hand. After switching breasts, eliciting more moans, I reached down to grab a nice handful of plump butt. As I massaged and played with her ass, she pulled away from the kiss.

"God that feels wonderful. I haven't had my butt played with in so long."

I answered her comment by continuing to squeeze and massage her cheeks. She kissed me some more, and finally snaked a hand down between us. I hadn't gotten very hard yet, since I was biding my time and I didn't want to leak in my nicely starched, pressed uniform pants. But as she felt my cock through my pants, she smiled devilishly.

"Wow, nice," she said. "I think this will be fun."

I leaned back and said, "Glad you like it."

"I do," she said as she suddenly knelt and started unbuttoning my fly. I let her take my cock out and give it a kiss. Then without warning, she plunged it into her mouth, taking about half. She sucked and stroked on my cock for a few seconds, and then pulled out.

"You like that?" she asked.

"Always," I replied.

Before she could continue to suck, I reached down and slipped the gown from her shoulders and over her breasts. They were smooth, pearly white, very few veins, and light colored areole and tiny nipples. She rubbed my cock between her breasts for a moment and then popped it back in her mouth. After a few more minutes of her oral ministrations, I finally got completely hard. She stopped and looked closely at my cock.

"Holy shit! You really grow, don't you?"

I just smiled and said, "You're one hellava woman if you can swallow it all!"

She dived back on to show me, and quickly gagged just past the half way point. She pulled away, stifling the urge to gag some more.

"Jesus, this is a surprise. How did you get this big from a few minutes ago. I thought you were pretty nice before. Now..... my God!"

I stayed cool and just smiled.

"Thanks," I said with a 'gee, aw shucks' manner.

I pulled Marti to her feet and quickly finished slipping the gown off her. She stepped out of it as I grabbed her hand and led to the couch, a big, overstuffed, plush thing that reminded me of her. I pushed her back onto the couch, threw her legs back toward her chest and without hesitation, dived straight into her pussy. She was already juicy, and the first couple of tongue strokes opened up the dam. I sought out her clit, which was surprisingly small, but also tightly erect.

I went after her pussy with my signature lips and tongue action, and found out she must have been really horny, or she had a really short trigger. I wasn't at it more than a minute or so before she began to spasm. I slipped two fingers into her pussy and she wailed, and I let her writhe around on the couch while I kept up the action on her clit. After jerking through a couple of more spasms, she pushed my head away.

I was still hard, with my cock sticking up through the fly of my uniform pants. Before she could react, I leaned over the couch, taking her legs with me. For a big girl, she was limber. I plunged the entire length into her sopping wet pussy. She gagged and spit and cried out as I didn't take any time for warm-ups. She needed to be pounded with some heavy meat and I intended to oblige.

Marti squeezed her legs into me as I slammed hard in and out of her, giving her the full length and feeling my cock bottoming out in her wonderfully hot, tight pussy. She grabbed my arms and held on, letting me pound away. She grabbed my ass and helped me stroke even faster, until she began to wail and moan, making odd noises and bouncing as hard as she could. She finally exploded into a gushing, noisy orgasm.

I quit holding back and exploded into her sopping pussy. I backed down from the pounding until I achieved a slow crawl, rubbing my pubic area against her clit. As I softened, Marti lay there panting with her head back and eyes closed. As I slipped out, she partially opened her eyes. I stood up straight and moved to the table, finding a paper napkin to wipe my cock.

Marti was still sprawled on the couch, with her feet back on the floor. She had sparse red pubic hair, totally untrimmed but not bushy or brushy looking. Her pussy was now a single, fine slit with downy wet hair framing it. She had no stretch marks or flaws; her skin was pearly white. I figured she didn't get a lot of sun.

She finally looked at me and said, "My God, I needed that! And by the way, you're a rotten bastard!"

I laughed and stuffed my cock back into my pants to clean later in the privacy of the toilet off my office.

She idly looked down and said, "I am sitting her with nothing on."

I looked over at her and agreed, saying, "And I am enjoying every minute of it."

She looked at me strangely for a second and finally asked, "Can you hand me my gown?"

I picked it up from the floor and tossed it to her.

She slipped it over her head and smoothed it around her, saying, "I don't usually sit around like this with nothing on."

I was amused, and told her she should try it more often, especially if she ever thought about having me for lunch again. I told her that my favorite was naked with some funky high heels. I also told her she had no reason whatsoever to not be naked. She looked absolutely beautiful to me.

Again with the blushing, and then she tried to pooh-pooh the compliment. I shrugged off her feeble efforts.

"So, can I come back for lunch again some time? Or if it's okay with you, how about I take some extra time off and spend an afternoon?"

She looked at me almost angrily, saying, "What makes you think I would ever let you near me again?"

I decided to get into the verbal sparring and quickly shot back, "I know two good reasons, which you cannot deny. My face has the remnants of the first reason, and I just threw away the remnants of the second reason. And if you had any problems with either of those two reasons let me know and I won't darken your door again!"

She spit back, "Boy, you sure think a lot of yourself, don't you!"

I shot back almost as quickly, "Don't change the subject!"

She started to say something else and stopped.

She looked at me curiously, and finally said, "Well, you didn't mention lunch."

"I thought we weren't changing the subject," I quipped.

"You don't cut anybody any slack, do you?" she asked with a smile.

"Nope," I answered.

She walked back to the dining room table and finished her beer, and picked up the plates. She carried them into the kitchen and placed them in the sink. Upon returning, she had a refill in her hand and sat at the table.

"So, where is my answer, " I pried?

"I'll call you. So make sure you don't let the neighbors see you leave," she said quietly.

I walked past her and gently stroked her cheek and down to a breast. Then, without looking back, went out through the door I came in and disappeared into the woods.

I didn't hear from Marti for a week, and didn't see her around the kaserne anywhere. I wasn't sure if she had gotten a guilt trip or what. Then I noticed that her husbands unit had returned from Gräfenwohr. I figured if she wanted a replay she would call, else I would scratch it off as a onetime thing. Then one morning, right after I got into the office, I answered the phone and it was Marti.

She went straight to the point, saying, "My old man is going on TDY for a week. Do you still want to spend an afternoon together?"

"Sure. When?" I replied.

We made some arrangements and worked out the details. I would leave my office about noon and take the rest of the afternoon off. We would have about 4 hours to play. I told her if she was a true sex goddess like I thought, she would be able to handle me anywhere I wanted to put my cock.

She choked for a second or two, and asked, "What do you mean, anywhere?"

I laughed and said, "I don't explain perfect English. Read a book."

She stammered a bit but said she would see me then.

I made sure Mandi was busy with something that would keep her away from trying to phone me at work, which she normally didn't anyway. I headed to Marti's quarters, taking my usual path through he woods and out of sight from prying eyes. Marti had left the door open, and I closed it behind me. She was nowhere to be seen. I waited by the door for a few minutes, wary of an ambush by her husband or something.

There wasn't a sound in the place. I had visions of a movie where she would be dead and a Military Police patrol would be knocking on the door at any second. It was almost unnerving and I came close to bolting out the door. Just then I heard a voice coming from one of the bedrooms. It was Marti, apparently ending a phone conversation. I breathed a sigh of relief for a moment. I stayed quietly by the door, waiting for her to appear.

As she started out of the bedroom I could hear shoes on the wooden floor. When she finally appeared, she was naked except for a pair of really cute heels. She unabashedly put her arms out, did a pirouette, and stopped. She had trimmed her pubes and looked absolutely marvelous.

"Is this what you had in mind," she asked?

"Oh boy yes," I told her.

"I feel a little odd with nothing on, but I am really glad you are enjoying looking. I was afraid you wouldn't like it."

"You look wonderful. Mind if I join you?"

She smiled sweetly and replied, "Please do, sir!"

She directed me to one of the bedrooms, which turned out to be the spare bedroom. I quickly undressed, and hung my uniform on the hangar she provided. She had obviously been around the military long enough to know that scenario. As soon as I was naked I stood and wrapped my arms around her, grabbed her ass cheeks in both hands and kissed her. She responded hungrily. She quickly reached down between us and began to play with my cock.

"I am amazed how much you grow," she told me. "I have never seen anyone who could look that small and turn out so large."

"Just how many cocks have you watched grow?" I teased.

"No that many, smart ass. Just enough to know what I'm talking about. I'm not a virgin you know."

I took that in stride. I kissed her some more and let myself get the makings of a hard cock going. She moaned impatiently. I let her play while I kissed her some more, and then as I nuzzled in her ear, got serious.

"I want you to tell me what you want me to do to you, and in plain terms, no kid stuff. And make sure you are explicit, and dirty. If you don't get it right, we'll try it again," I whispered in her ear.

She blushed, and whispered back, "I don't know if I can be that dirty."

"You better be," I warned, "or you may not get what you want."

She sighed and continued to stroke my cock with her hand. Finally she pulled her head up mine and moved to my ear.

"I want you to eat my pussy."

"Very good," I replied quietly. "Is that all?"

She looked away and then turned back to me, whispering, "Can that be first and wait for the next thing?"

"Okay, but you better think about what's next," I told her.

I gently pushed her back on the bed so she was lying on the mattress from her hips up. This let me kneel on the floor. I love eating pussy like that. She had also sprayed light cologne all around her because she smelled both clean and fragrant. I settled in for a good, long session of oral sex. She didn't light up as quickly as the first time, something that wasn't totally unexpected. She was obviously in for a long, slow session.

I got her off to a good start, and began probing with a couple of fingers just for fun. She seemed to enjoy the digital penetration, as she wiggled her hips for me to go deeper. I pushed her legs all the way back to her ears, marveling at her flexibility. This finally gave me my first good look at her little rosebud, and a rosebud it was. Her ass had light, sparse, downy red hair. Her asshole was more a tiny slit than a hole. It was barely visible, even though I had her butt cheeks spread pretty wide.

I wondered about getting my cock into that little opening. I knew that if I could accomplish that it would be really tight. After unleashing the full tongue and lips action, I felt her heading toward an orgasm. Just before she got there, I slipped my index finger back into her pussy and the middle finger into her tight little back hole. She gasped loudly and wiggled, but moaned and got on the path to her first orgasm. Just after grabbing my hand and pushing it tightly against her pussy, she went into several jerking spasms and her orgasm washed over her.

Marti's mighty breasts were heaving up and down, and she held on through a couple of more small spasms until she finally shrieked and pushed my head away. I stood up and noticed that she was the perfect height to enter her pussy, so I pushed in slowly this time, squeezing inch by slow inch deep inside her. She lay back with her eyes closed, moaning. When I finally hit bottom, she let out a whooshing noise.

"Damn, you're in there deep!" she exclaimed.

I chuckled under my breath and began to stroke in and out. I reached up and played with her tiny nipples and monster breasts. After a few minutes of this, I began working her clit with one hand while staying with the breast attention. She settled into a nice rhythm with me, and I kept a steady pace so she could work toward another orgasm. We rode like that for several minutes, until I saw her eyes start to open and close and she began to moan constantly and louder.

I picked up the pace on my stroke and my fingers, and before long she broke into another orgasm, shrieking again and bouncing. She suddenly squeezed her legs around me, got absolutely still, and then totally burst with a long groan that merged into another shriek.

I let her continue to ride until she got the last spasms over with. She was panting hard, and let her hands collapse back on to the bed. I pulled out of her and moved to the other side of the bed. Reaching underneath her, I pulled her head to the edge of the bed until it hung over. Before she realized what I was doing, I slipped my cock into her mouth.

I like this position, basically because a woman who can stifle her gag reflex can usually take all a cock down the throat. She made a heroic effort but finally gagged and pulled me away.

"Too big," she cried.

"Oh well," I chuckled. "I guess that only leaves one other place to try."

She quickly rolled over on the bed and looked up at me.

"What are you talking about?" she said cautiously.

"Well, I have been in your pussy, and now I have been down your throat. That only leaves one other place to try. And you're supposed to tell me that's next on the agenda."

She got up on her knees and said, "If you mean back here," as she pointed at that plump bottom, "you can forget that. I was sore for a week when you pounded into my pussy before. Now I just about puked all over you. I don't think you could fit back there at all."

I just smiled and said, "Light weight."

"Say what you want," she said testily. "I don't think I would ever want to try that."

"Don't be so sure," I replied. "You let me steer the boat and you may want to get into the water."

She just giggled, and brashly turned around, showing me her plump, white ass.

"Just push it up my pussy like this," she said.

I obliged by climbing onto the bed, and quickly slid my still hard cock into a soaking wet pussy. Even after getting so wet, she was still very tight. Her pussy was feeling pretty good. I pounded her doggy style for a while, until I slowed and wet my middle finger with saliva. I played with her cute little slit of an anus for a few seconds, and began to ease a finger in. It slipped past her outer ring with little resistance, and this elicited a groan of pleasure.

I worked the finger in and out with the same motion as my cock. After a few minutes, I eased a second finger in. She wiggled and groaned again, but didn't stop me. I started drilling her fast and deep then, and began to work my fingers so that as I pulled my cock out I plunged my fingers in. She started wailing, and in short order burst through another orgasm. I let her finish, and pulled my cock out, leaving the fingers.

I continued to slide my fingers gently in and out of her asshole. She had her face pressed to the bedspread, panting heavily. After she settled down, she stayed motionless for a few seconds, and then gave out a low, "Ummmmm."

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing," she replied quietly.

I kept probing in and out of her asshole as she stayed on her knees, motionless. I kept the same pace of stroke for a while longer and finally broke the silence.

"Doesn't that feel good?" I asked.

She simply moaned. I kept going for a while longer, and decided to reach underneath and play with her clit. This elicited some more moans, and she spread her legs wider. I worked her clit with my thumb and index finger until she began to get wet again, and after dripping some of her juices on the fingers in her ass, added my ring finger and pinky to her pussy.

I started working her clit faster and pumping my hand into her, reaming her ass and pussy simultaneously. She began moving her ass with my hand motion, pushing back at me to try and get more depth. She muffled a long groan into the bed, and then rose up on her elbows and began to rock back at me. It didn't take long for her to blast through another orgasm.

I waited for a few seconds for Marti to settle down, and withdrew my hands. She fell over on the bed panting. I crawled in behind her and nuzzled her neck, coming to rest with my cock nestled against her butt crack.

"Are you ready for my cock in your ass?" I asked.

She leaned over a bit and said, "I'm not sure. I'm afraid it will hurt too much."

I nuzzled her neck some more and reached around to tweak a breast.

"I can be very slow and gentle. And you should take it in as you want, or can. I'll let you do the driving until we see how it goes," I intoned quietly.

She pondered this for a minute and finally said, "If I try, will you stop if I can't?"

I patted her and nuzzled her neck some more and whispered, "This one is on you. You'll never know until you try and I promise to stop if you have problems."

"Okay, but just because you're so sweet and you make me so horny," she whispered.

I told her to lay there a moment and went into the bathroom. I found a jar of petroleum jelly and returned to the bedroom. I had her get back onto her knees, and gently spread her butt cheeks. I kissed and tongued her asshole until she was moaning again and began to drip the first bit of pussy juice. Once she got really hot, I replaced my tongue with a finger, dipping liberally into the petroleum jelly. She moaned some more as I greased her little hole. I added a second finger with no resistance. I pushed more into her rectum, probing deeply as possible.

When she seemed really loose, I lay down on the bed.

"Climb on top of me with your back toward me," I told her.

She complied, crawling over my legs. I held my cock straight up and told her to back up until she bumped into my cock.

"Once you get there, just ease back and down, taking me in as you can handle it."

She eased back slowly, finally nestling her greasy butt cheeks around my cock. She moved up and down a bit, which felt really good. Then she finally pushed back a bit more until my cock bumped into her little rosebud.

"It's right there," she said quietly.

"Relax. Slow and easy," I replied.

She took a deep breath and pushed down slowly. I felt the head of my cock begin to penetrate her asshole. She moaned, but I couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure, maybe both. She lifted a bit, almost letting my cock come out. Then she slowly pushed again until the head popped into her rectum.

She let out a deep groan, again, masking what she felt. She pressed in some more and I felt my cock begin to slide into her. She shifted and rose up a bit. I thought she would pull out completely but she pushed back down, going in about three inches. She leaned her body forward, putting her hands on my knees and giving me an unobstructed view of my cock wedging its way into her tight little asshole.

She took a couple of more deep breaths, and then slid down slowly until she had reached the upper end of her rectum. She sighed, and began to rock slowly, moving up and down about an inch or so. She seemed to relax and didn't really show any sign of stopping. I enjoyed the view and decided I would let go and bust my load into her ass as soon as possible.

Marti began to rock up and down with a bit more enthusiasm, moving her ass in a short stroke but increasing the rhythm. She began to make little 'ummm' noises occasionally. As she increased the depth, she finally relaxed enough to take the entire length, and when she slowed down, I thought she would pull out. Instead, she slowly sank back until she took the entire length of my cock deep into her ass, fully enveloping me.

She groaned deeply and finally said, "Oh God, I never thought I would be doing this."

I kept quiet and she started moving up and down, taking me in completely and sliding about halfway out. As she got quicker, I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and began to urge her on. She started humping with a passion, and I decided it was about time to let go before she tired. I groaned loudly and pushed into her deeply. She sensed I was close to cumming and pushed harder. I finally let go and shot a monster load deep in her rectum.

She shrieked for a moment, and when I finally quick having spasms, she rocked to a stop. I held her tightly to prevent her from popping off my cock too soon. I slowly began to shrink. The full feeling must have finally gotten to her because she suddenly rose up off my cock, which popped out with an audible, squishing sound. She dashed toward the bathroom. As she rose, I saw her hole was dilated and dripping.

The head of my cock was completely brown. Ooops! A little too deep in there, I guess.

I slipped off the bed and headed into the toilet in the foyer to clean up. As I was washing, the door bell rang. So here I am, stark naked with a soapy cock in my hands locked in the foyer toilet, right next to the front door. Now what?

The door bell rang again, and I heard Marti walking through the house. I stayed quiet, and heard her open the door. There was some chatter of female voices and I heard footsteps outside the door headed in the house. This was just wonderful!

I quietly finished cleaning my cock and dried up, and took a seat on the toilet.

I could hear muffled voices for about 20 minutes. Then I heard them approaching the front door, some more talking, and then the front door shut. Within seconds, someone tried to open the door to the toilet.

Then I heard Marti say, "Are you in there?"

I opened the lock carefully and peered out. Marti was wearing a gown with a robe over it, grinning from ear to ear. I opened the door and looked out, not seeing anyone. She giggled.

"That was the battalion commander's wife and another woman. I told them I had the sniffles since they noticed I looked flush. I had to have some reason I was in a robe in the middle of the afternoon."

I chuckled, and replied, "So how are you? I noticed you took off running awfully fast."

She blushed and said, "I thought I really needed to go. I guess I did, too. Something dripped out of my butt for a while."

She smirked and winked.

I figured she couldn't have done too badly so I asked, "Was that the first time you did anal?"

She looked at me with a knitted brow and said, "Well, the first time I had a man in there. My old man never seemed interested. I like to put a toy back there sometimes."

I found this little tidbit interesting.

"So you want to try it again?"

She blushed again, and said, "Maybe. I think I would rather have some more of that tongue on me right now. You really make me blast off."

I chuckled and said, "Well, as long as we don't have any more interruptions."

She laughed and she took my hand, leading me back to the bedroom. I pulled the robe and gown off her and roughly shoved her back on the bed. Wasting no time, I dived straight into her pussy. It was freshly cleaned and smelled like girly soap.

I went straight for her clit and she started running juice almost immediately. She writhed around for a bit and before I knew it, without so much as a peep she launched into another orgasm. It caught me by surprise, because I thought she was just building up. She let it rock through several spasms and finally as she pushed my head away I smiled up at her.

"That was sudden," I told her.

"You're telling me," she replied, "That just jumped all over me."

I laughed and told her to climb up on her knees again. She quickly turned around and thrust that big white ass up in the air. Damn, what a sight! I was fully hard in a moment. I climbed in behind her and casually thrust my cock to max depth in her pussy. She groaned loudly and humped back at me.

I picked up a fast rhythm, slamming into her with a passion. Each hit made her ass jiggle around. I kept up the fast pounding action until she began groaning like she was straining.

I didn't slow down a bit, but grabbed her big butt cheeks, spreading them wide and watched her cute little rosebud flinching from the pounding. Marti didn't take very long to hit another orgasm, and she really rode that one for a while, continuing her spasms until finally she let out a big whooshing noise.

I slowed to a stop for a second, and then picked up a slow stroke. Meanwhile I reached over and grabbed the jar of petroleum jelly. I wanted some more of that asshole and in case I didn't get another chance, I planned to make this one last.

As I stroked my cock in her pussy, I began to grease her little back hole gently. As soon as my index finger penetrated into her rectum, she began rocking her ass around. I kept this up until she felt relaxed, and added a second finger.

"Ahhhh, yeah!" she cried out.

'A good sign' I thought to myself, and slipped my cock out of her pussy, quickly slipping it up to nestle against her loosened back hole. She groaned under her breath, and rocked back to help me penetrate her ass. As soon as the head popped in, she groaned loudly. I pushed more and more cock in without withdrawing, and she continued to groan. Finally, before penetrating her little hole completely, I withdrew slightly. She rocked back at me, so I knew I would be able to give her ass the pounding I needed to cum one more time.

I gently pushed back in, until I was completely engulfed by her ass. This time it was like sinking into soft butter. I got a voyeuristic thrill seeing my cock buried to the hilt in a big, plump, white ass I was spreading with my hands.

She was shaking her head back and forth like a mama elephant getting ready to charge. I increased the speed and began long stroking in and out of her asshole. The grip was excruciating, better than when she was on top, plus, I was getting deeper penetration.

"My God, you are so deep in my butt!" she exclaimed.

"You bet," I quickly replied, and picked up the speed. "Can you help me out a bit?"

She quickly asked, "What?"

I replied, "Reach back here and grab those luscious butt cheeks for me and pull them wide apart. I want to see you take all my cock."

As she shifted her position slightly, she retorted, "If it goes any deeper I will gag!"

I chuckled and kept stroking as she shifted around to finally grasp her big cheeks in each hand and did indeed pull them apart. It was an incredible sight. I quit stroking and began pounding her like I had pounded her pussy. I could hear her sputter and moan. She was getting the reaming of her life, and I planned on shooting another load deep in her rectum.

She continued to groan until I said, "Let go and rub your clit now."

She wiggled around as I slammed her ass, causing ripples up her back. She ducked a hand down to her pussy and began to furiously rub her clit. We went on like this until she finally began to shriek. She was gasping now, and finally began to wail.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," she repeated.

Finally she groaned deeply and loudly and another round of spasms caused her to shake and quiver. I didn't slow down. Her reaction had me about to pop. Just as I was close to release, she groaned some more.

"Shoot it in my butt," she suddenly blurted out. "Hurry, shoot it up my ass!"

That did it. Even for a second load, I did pretty well. I felt like it shot from deep in my ass. I groaned loudly as the spasms shook me, and I saw stars. Marti was shaking like a leaf in a storm, wailing and squealing until she finally began to settle down. I kept my cock buried in her ass, letting it soften slowly and the last dreg of cum squeezed out.

Marti was panting loudly, but stayed in position with her face on the bed and ass high in the air. I carefully eased my softening cock from her asshole. She was well dilated, and a small drop of cum was leaking out. This time my cock was reasonably clean. She had a ring of petroleum jelly around her open hole. I patted her ass cheek and told her stay put right there.

I grabbed a sheaf of toilet paper from the bathroom and returned, wiping my cock as I went. I cleaned the detritus from around her little hole, which was slowly heading back to normality.

I finally pushed her over onto her side, where she lay with her eyes closed. I tossed the toilet paper and got a beer. When I returned, she appeared to be sleeping until she looked at me with lazy eyes. She reached out a hand to me and I took her hand. She pushed the hand away and leaned over to reach for my beer. I handed it to her and she took a long drink. She smiled and handed the bottle back to me. I took a long drink.

I took another long draw from my beer and said, "Well, you turned into a dirty girl there for a few minutes!"

She didn't blush this time but looked squarely at me and replied, "You got a problem with that?"

I laughed and told her brusquely, "Hell no. You also have a wonderfully tight, hot ass. From my view, I think you enjoyed getting it deep in there. I know I really enjoyed myself."

She stood up on her knees and crawled over to the edge of the bed, taking the beer from me. After a quick pull, she reached over and grabbed my cock.

"Ouch," I reacted, "Easy there."

She laughed and said, "Serves you right, putting that thing up my poor little butt."

I jibed back, "You sure seemed to want me to fill your ass full of cum a few minutes ago."

She looked at me carefully, and finally shot back, "I don't know what you are talking about."

I chuckled and told her, "I think we need a refill. Care to join me?"

She bounced off the bed, tits swinging in the breeze. We padded into the kitchen and got 2 beers out. I opened them, and after a couple of drinks, I grabbed her and kissed her. She reacted quickly, probing her tongue into my mouth, and rocked her crotch against my cock. It began to react from the contact.

She broke away from the embrace and looked down at my cock. Mockingly, she told my cock, "You just settle down there, fellow. You've done enough damage for one day!"

She quickly grabbed me again and pulled my head down and whispered, "Don't tell anyone, but I really liked feeling you in my bottom."

I smiled at her, gave her a quick kiss, and whispered in her ear, "If you really liked it, then to make it happen again you're going to have to ask me to fuck your ass."

She frowned, but then leaned over to my ear and said, "No."

I smiled and shrugged, and finished my beer. I wandered back to the bedroom and got my uniform, and brought it back to the kitchen.

I looked at her regretfully and said, "I really have to go. Wanna do this again soon?"

She turned her back and as she turned I saw what appeared to be a little pout. I dressed in silence. Once I finished, I leaned over and kissed her on the neck. She squirmed away, set her beer down, and quickly grabbed me in a hug.

She pulled my head down and whispered very quietly, "I want to feel your big cock fucking my ass again!"

I whispered back, "Soon!"

She said, "Very soon."

I turned and headed out to make my way to the walking trail in the woods, not looking back. Marti and I got together a couple of more times.

She started to really get into anal sex, and loosened up enough to talk dirty and tell me what she wanted. Unfortunately for me, anal was about a kinky as she would ever be. But I was happy to spend time pile driving my cock between those big, luscious white cheeks.

She also dropped her weight below 200 pounds. When she hit this goal, she called me and I spent a long afternoon giving her a massage and ate her pussy until she couldn't stand it any longer. Then, she pushed me back on the bed, climbed aboard, and worked my cock into her pussy and rode me for a while.

She was slow and methodical, until she finally turned around, presenting a wonderful view of her ass, and spreading her butt with one hand while guiding my cock with the other, she slowly and casually took my cock to the hilt in her ass. Hot, tight, so damn nice, I let her ride for a while until she urgently told me to unload in her ass.

I obediently complied, as she groaned delightedly. That was the last time we had sex, to my disappointment, even though I had the sneaking feeling our trysts were soon to be through.

She eventually told her old man that she was tired of worrying about what he thought about her weight, and working so hard just to lose some more pounds. She told him if he didn't act like he wanted to be with her, she would split back to the states. He apparently saw the light, and the last time I saw Marti she told me they had gotten into their first sex sessions in almost a year. She laughed and told me she had a lot to teach him, since I had opened up some new things for her.

Marti and I parted ways gently, as friends.