He moved away from me, toward the corner chair, vacated by Tony. The man mountain was just behind me, as I passed along a short corridor and entered the multi-purpose store room at the back. There was a kitchen sink, a work surface and microwave over in one corner, while on the other side of the room the ‘L’ shape of a tatty blue corner sofa.
In the middle of the room sat a large square pile of boxes, which contained the guy’s stock of porn magazines and blow-up dolls. I threw my bag on the boxes, then slipped my bomber jacket off and threw that on the pile too. I turned to speak to Tony and found he was standing right behind me with a wicked glint in his eye.
“Fuck Beth, you look shit hot tonight. Let me see that ass o yors!” he said rather crudely. He was a simple man, but I had grown to really like him. Unlike Dennis, he always asked first before fucking me, even though I knew he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“You getting cold out there, stud?” I suggested.
His hands were suddenly on my butt as he proceeded to pull me up against his muscular body, while dragging my dress clear of my ass. I felt his other hand explore my lacy panties.
“I like these nicks Beth,” he said, pushing his huge paw into the waistband of the tight garment.
Tony held me tightly, while his left hand pushed the dress up over my corset, but somehow there was a tenderness about his embrace.
“Careful tiger,” I said trying to squirm free of his groping hand. “If you tear em, my cheeks are gonna get cold out there!”
He laughed, but didn’t let me go. I put my hands on his solid shoulders and marvelled at his granite-like physique.
“I wanna kiss you Beth,” he said and then promptly grabbed my butt cheeks and lifted me off my feet, so that my lips were level with his. I threw my head back playfully out of range of his wide thick lips.
“Hang on, what did you want to ask me?” I said, throwing my arms round his neck.
“Don’t tease me Beth,” he said.
I relented and tilted my head forward, so I could push my small mouth against his huge one. He hungrily explored my palette with his aggressive tongue, leaving me little option but to use my soft lips to caress his firmer ones and hope he would soon let me up for air.
“Tony,” I gasped, when he finally retrieved his tongue. “Careful.” But it was too late.
I heard the lacy material tear when he tried to force the tight panties off my ass, before withdrawing his hands.
“Fuck!” he cursed.
I reached down and pushed the ruined panties the rest of the way down my legs and then reached for my bag to get a condom.
“Come over here stud,” I said, balling up the panties and putting them in my bag. I sat down on the sofa and spread my knees apart.
From his position, right in front of me, he had a bird’s eye view of my shaven pussy, because my dress was still bunched round my hips. He lowered his zip, fumbled around a few seconds and finally released his thick cock right before my eyes.
Tony was well endowed. His thick shaft wasn’t the longest, but his girth made it a challenge to deep throat him.
The tip of his rock hard boner glistened and as I watched, a bead of pre-cum escaped. He was bursting to fuck me in any, or all of my orifices and I knew that the man was perfectly capable of such a feat.
“I want you in the front, not the back, Tony. And go easy, cos I wanna be able to earn some money tonight!”
I wasn’t sure if he knew the meaning of the word easy! I unwrapped the rubber, slipped it into my mouth, gripped the base of his cock with both hands and dipped my head so that the condom cupped his crown.
Slowly, inch by inch, I unrolled the condom onto his shiny cock with my lips, until my throat was full and my nose was pushed into his thick wiry pubes. I felt him take my hair in his fists.
“That’s so fucking tight”, he moaned.
I tried to shake my head, but he took control and began bouncing my head onto his thrusting cock. Thankfully he stopped short of ejaculating and pulled me up, enabling me to gasp lungful’s of air.
“Fucking hell, Tony, I didn’t want a sore throat this early!” I gasped, before standing up, turning round and planting my hands onto the cushions of the sofa.
He grunted an apology, before placing his hands on my butt cheeks. As soon as I had shuffled my stilettoes apart and dipped my back. I felt his thumbs start to probe around the star of my anus. The guys loved to use my tighter orifice, but I only liked it at the end of the day, after I’d strutted around the streets.