Man, what a shitty night I had. After watching lovely Lucinda’s fantastic fuckfest on video, it was all I could think of through the night. I kept waking from a troubled sleep, horny as hell, fully erect, in desperate need of release. Try as I might, I could not get the image of raven-haired Lucinda’s terrific body out of my mind – not to mention her expertise in fucking seven men simultaneously.
Just the thought of her made my cock ache and I stroked myself as I pictured her. I closed my eyes, imaging Lucinda in bed with me, and stroked my nine-inch member. Sweaty, I kicked back the sheets to let my guy breath. I pulled another pillow under my head and gazed at my cock as I let my mind run wild. I’m very straight and uncut, and my head was poking happily out from the foreskin as I worked. Imagining my hand was Lucinda’s pussy, I stroked up and down, full length, with a little squeeze of the head at the end. I spent long, enjoyable minutes stroking and then, imagining once again the last man cumming in Lucinda’s pussy, I shot my load. And what a load! After a night of frustrated horniness, I really emptied myself. Cum blew on my chest, a little hit my face and the rest ran warmly down my cock and pooled in my pubic hair. True, shooting an open load like that was kind of a waste, but ah, what sweet release.
As my member continued to throb, I lay there thinking about whether I should tell Large Lou what his daughter was up to. He thought someone was scheming to knock him off, but if I was one of his ‘boys’ all I’d be thinking about was when the next time I could fuck his delectable daughter would be. I was in the middle of something of a shitstorm. Lou wanted answers, but the only answer I had to anything – he was not going to be happy with. But if I told Lou I had nothing, I was still screwed. I didn’t want Lou and his boys to use me for a punching bag. I’m 6-4, 250, but I’ve seen what thugs like Lou’s boys can do when they team up and get riled up.
I was deliberating the situation when there was a knock at my door. I looked at the clock at the bed to discover it was only 5 a.m. Shit!. I hadn’t planned on getting up for hours. Still, it might be important. I wiped the cum off my chest and face with a shirt, pulled on a pair of boxers and went to the door. Looking out the peephole, I noticed it was Katie from the apartment next door. She had on a bathrobe and looked troubled.
What could I do? Katie was a single mom, with a cute little boy named Andy, who had left an abusive asshole after he beat her up. I had found this out in the middle of the night a few months back, when the shithead had showed up at her place and tried to ‘show her’ what she was missing by leaving him. He’d bruised her up a bit and I had heard him slam her against the adjoining wall. When I went through her door to see what was going on, Jimmy was about to pop her one again. I couldn’t have that, so I dropped the asshole and through him out. He was one of those assholes who gets real tough when he’s been drinking and thought he was better than everyone. What a prick. After I’d dragged him out of Katie’s apartment and out of her sight, I’d laid a shitkicking on him (really enjoyed it, too) and he hadn’t been back since.
In gratitude, Katie and I had enjoyed a couple of quality fucks when her little guy was with a sitter. From what I knew of her and had seen of her, it was hard to believe some shit-for-brains had been beating her up. Punching her was not what I’d ever have in mind as far as spending time with her went. Katie was 5-10 and leggy, with fiery-red hair, a shaved pussy and a nice set of 38s. She really seemed to enjoy our ‘no strings’ fucking (I sure as hell did) and was real comfortable with her body.
But I digress. With her at the door bright and early, I opened it to see what might be wrong. She pushed past me and I noticed she had tears streaming down her face. She went straight to my fridge and pulled out the cold bottle of Jaegermeister I keep there. She took a long pull and leaned back against the counter, hugging herself and looking at the floor.
“What’s wrong, Katie?”
She sniffled and wiped away a tear. “Fucking Jimmy says he’s going to take Andy away from me. He figures that since I got fired from my last job, the court’ll give him custody. The bastard doesn’t even want Andy – he just doesn’t want me to have him.”
“I didn’t know you lost your job, Katie. What happened?
“That asshole Mister Reade had been hitting on me and when I wouldn’t sleep with him, he fired me. He’s such a shit.”
Katie had been working as a legal secretary for a guy I thought was pretty shady. Now I could see what an asshole he really was. “Hey, don’t worry Katie. I know a couple of lawyers who are really lawyers. I think I can line something up for you. Just give me a couple of days. In the meantime, I’ll speak for you if anything goes to court. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”
At that, Katie broke into tears. “Oh thanks, Sam. Thanks. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She stepped to me, threw her arms around my neck and crushed her body against mine. She shook a little as she sobbed a couple of times and I could feel the heat of her against me. Her robe had kind of fallen open when she put her arms around me and I could feel a full bare breast pressing against my chest. Between that and the warmth of her body against me, my cock began to harden.
