She was obviously out of her element and was not the type that would not usually patronize a seedy bar such as Red's Bar. Red's bar catered to the lowlifes of the world, or at least this seedy neighborhood. Working men who did a daily grind at one of the local and looked forward to a shot and a beer before going home to the old lady if they were still married or hooked up. The women that came to Red's were women without morals looking for some guy who would give them an hour or less of pleasure, and in return, they would let the guy bust a nut in them. I was one of those guys.

It was apparent that Karen was carrying a load when she came into Red's Bar. She ordered a double of Four Roses and sipped it while making small talk with the men. She wore a cotton blouse and gave all those who cared to look an unobstructed view of her voluptuous tits. They were easily 38Bs with large dark areolas. She was a sloppy drunk, with droplets of bourbon on her boobs. I thought I would not mind licking them clean for her.

When Karen sidled up to the bar next to me, the jukebox cranked out country music at a loud volume. She set her bourbon on the bar and draped her arm around me. Jimmy Buffet was blaring out Margaritaville, and Karen wanted to dance. It was much of a dance as much as she was dry-humping me on the worn tile floor where we did the vertical mambo. It was not a dance but a relatively dry humping with clothes on. She ground on my crotch until my cock was rock hard. I wanted to fill her pussy with it. She had me so horny, and we stood at the bar talking when the dance was over. Karen related she had a rough week and needed to loosen up and have some naughty fun.

I told her I give her all she could handle, but she would have to come to my room just down the street. We stumbled arm in arm, and Karen would reach over and rub my hard dick just to tease. I would squeeze her tit or pinch a puffy nipple, to which she would say something nasty.

"Are you gonna give me this, she asked, squeezing my swollen dick?

"As soon we get to my room, and you get naked for me, you can have my dick. Where do you want it, sweetie?"

"You can fuck me wherever you want to poke me, just be rough with me. I like a man who controls his sluts. I don't want a man who is a wimp in bed, can't handle women."

I fumbled with the door key and got the door open just in time as Karen had loosened my belt and was pulling my pants off. We tumbled into the room, and I kicked the door shut, I kicked my work boots off, and Karen was on her knees, pulling my jeans and boxers off. Naked from the waist down, my cock jutting out and dripping with pre-cum. This bitch had me worked up, and I needed to cum. I wanted her naked before I would fuck this minx. I got on my knees, pulled my shirt off, and stood up.

I took Karen's hand and pulled her upright, and she stood there fondling my balls with a shit-eating grin on her silly face. The slut licked her lips, and I slapped her ass hard. I got her blouse off, unhooked her bra, and her 38s spilled out. Cupping her tits, I sucked on one nipple and then the other as I unhooked her skirt. She was now on the stained rug, and Karen stood there rubbing her mound as I peeled the tight wet panties from her. I pushed her to her knees, and my dripping cock was in her face.

I pressed the slimy head against her lips, and her mouth opened like she had been sucking dick all her life. She made a guttural sound as I stuffed my throbbing cock in her silky, wet mouth. Her luscious red lips wrapped around my cock, and I began fucking her face pulling her head back and forth on my unyielding cock. Her hands grasped my thighs as I pummeled her mouth, and Karen suckled my dick like a newborn sucking tit. I could feel my pushing into her throat, but she did not gag. Looking down, I saw Karen fingering her soupy cunt, one finger fucking her slit and her thumb rubbing on her engorged clit.

"Hold my balls, you slut. I am gonna fill your mouth with cum, and you best not waste any."

Karen withdrew her wet finger from her and cupped my balls just in time for the first load of cum to fill her mouth. Karen swallowed my load of hot sperm; she ate most of it, but the first load was more than she could handle, and some spewed out from the corners of her mouth and down her chin to rest on her bodacious tits. I pulled my cock out and gave her the last shot of my cum to her face, just below her right eye.

"Rub it over your tits. I told you not to waste my cum. Now lay across my knees and get your punishment."

I sat on the bed, and Karen lay across my knees with her ample ass sticking up. I pushed my hand across Karen's spine, holding her in place. Karen could not see what I was doing Unseen because, like her voluptuous tits, her head was also below the edge of the bed. She saw a white plastic cap I dropped on the floor as it fell. I felt Karen's body tremble as I squeezed, and the clear baby oil drizzled onto Karen's apple bottom and into her ass crack. I let the oil run over Karen's swollen labia and finger her greasy silt. I stroked her clit and could feel Karen squirming as I fucked her pussy with two fingers.

Fear, sharp and intense, suddenly blossomed as Karen realized this would hurt. Karen thought maybe she had pushed this man too hard, and he would not let her get away with a blowjob and your bare basic fucking. She knew I was going to give this bitch what she asked for, and this was going to hurt. All her drunken sassy talk of taboo dirty sex and her demands of rough sex was about to backfire on her. It always seemed less arousing with the possibility of actual pain being absent. Now Karen was faced with the actuality of rough sex. She fought for a way to phrase a refusal. Those words that would decline but not kill the headiness of her arousal were not uttered. Karen accepted that she was going to have rough sex and enjoy it, hopefully.

Karen felt his thick fingers exit her sopping cunt. Then there was nothing, a slight lull and an intense stinging as I delivered a loud slap to her ass. The slap to Karen's buttocks stole her thoughts, leaving only the heat and sting across her softly jiggling skin. I slapped her soft ass again and again. Until her flesh was a cherry red.

Karen's breath paused. Her cunt was weeping with the sweet nectar of her pussy, and Karen was conflicted between wanting and not wanting more. I made the decision for her. I took her by the arm and drug her onto the bed.

"Get on your knees slut, and spread your legs; show me your juicy snatch," I demanded.

On her knees, her body trembling, I spread her pink slit wide and buried my face in her pussy. My tongue licking the length of her pussy, I ate fresh cum from her. My face was soon painted with her musky, and I held on as Karen ground her twat on my face. My cock was hard as steel, and I had another load of cum to give this bitch.

On my knees, I moved closer to Karen's hot, sweaty body. The head of my thick cock rubbed her labia, opening her flower for my stem. My cock slipped into her pussy quite effortlessly; quickly, I buried seven inches of thick cock into her making her squeal. I began fucking her slowly at first and then with long slamming blows making her gasp for air. My prick buried to the hilt in her honey pot. I filled her with another load of cum. Cum flowed from her, and I scooped it up and massaged her tight backdoor. Her pussy was clamping my cock and milking it. I think she thought by keeping me in her cunt she would prevent me from fucking her very tight asshole. Karen was wrong.

Pushing Karen's head down to the bed, I stuffed a couple of pillows under her abdomen, keeping her ample ass in the air. Karen took a deep breath, and I slapped her cherry-red ass again. Karen spread her legs wide, and I massaged her rosebud with the head of my cock. The combination of our cum and the baby oil made for a very slick playground.

Karen's body was too lost in the rough and tumble of sex and restrained force to voice an objection. I watched Karen's fingers dig into the quilt below us. Maybe she was wrestling with the idea of twisting, turning, and rolling out from under, but I rested my weight on Karen, pinning her firmly on the bed.

My slick bulbous cock was pressing against her asshole. I could feel it pulsating against her dark hole. One, twice, Karen began to shake her head; no, but I thrust downwards. So hard and so fast, my cock so thickly greased, that her body opened for me like no other woman's ever had. Karen knew she wanted, no, she needed a good ass fucking. My thick, swollen meat filled Karen's unused hole so thoroughly that she squeaked in shock. Karen's taut anal muscle rang hot with the force of being impaled. Karen gasped loudly, too shocked to interpret any sensation. My cock seemed thicker than ever to Karen. For her, it felt more like a fist in her ass.

My cock sat deep inside her snug ass, pulsing with the forbidden promise of more cum. Karen's muscles were stinging. Her body jerked in an attempt to reject my invasion. She groaned and hissed through her teeth. I grunted, and shockingly my cock seemed to grow. It pulsed and thickened even further. My thighs shuddered as they pressed against Karen.

Just when Karen thought I was as deep as I could go into her tight ass, I pressed down and opened her rosebud up another inch, then two. She gasped. I groaned. Karen grunted, and tears rolled from her cheek. Karen was in disbelief that she liked his cock in her ass, and she was grinding on it. Karen realized that getting ass fucked and having rough sex was something she wanted again. I filled her ass with my last load of sperm and left her with an ass cream pie to take home.

Karen told me her ass hurt, and yes, her ass burned after the invasion, but the heat moistened her cunt beyond its regular slickness. Karen could not conceal her arousal sliding down her thighs. Karen made a soft, helpless sound, trapped between her pain and my desire to finish fucking her ass. Karen was unable to decide.

She had no decision to make; I made it for her. With a roar of masculine need, Karen pulled back a fraction, grazing my cock against the sensitive wall of her tender ass. I shoved her down with his hips with a ferocity that overwhelmed Karen. My cock speared deep into my ass. Karen related that at that point, it felt like my arm and not was cock was fucking me in my ass. My asshole was so narrow, so tight, that his cock was magnified proportionately. It delved like a punch that kept coming until it felt like acres of cock plowed up to my throat.

The sensation was so intense, so wrong, that Karen cried out. I stopped, held myself still deep in her quivering asshole, and the only thing we felt was only movement was the thud of my pulse. That pulse was so strong, so deeply buried in Karen that she moaned and stretched beneath him. Rolling my spine, so my buttocks pushed upwards towards him was a small encouragement that didn't go a miss.

I grabbed her raised hips and slipped my hand between Karen's legs. Two fingers pushed into her wet sex, and Karen's orgasm hit like a sledgehammer. Karen rocked and groaned, helpless beneath me. With a savage growl, I shoved two more into her, my fingers stretching Karen. I opened her pulsing cunt. I added two more fingers, stretching her oozing cunt and force-feeding her body with sexual sensation. Body heat encompassed us, and as I invaded Karen, she was assailed by more erotic feelings. Karen was arching upwards, and she would rasp her shoulders on my chest hair as she was trying to strain away my fingers in her cunt. With my fingers in Karen's aching pussy Karen could feel my fat unyielding cock being forced deep into her tender ass. Karen, the inebriated woman I picked up at Red's bar, now knelt before me. She was now peeling away from my cock that she was impaled on, and we rocked in sensational sexual oblivion. This slut would almost pull off my prick and obscenely slam her tight asshole. My body so alive, I gripped her hip as the slut fucked my cock with her ass. Every touch of her sweaty body would only make me shake and tremble, my mouth too disconnected from my brain to form words, but Karen would grunt and swear as she got what she desired.

I waited until my climax subsided. I was shivering weakly, panting. I could feel the tension of my orgasm, but Karen lacked the awareness to prepare for it. Karen apparently enjoyed my slick dick stretching her asshole with each slimy stroke. Karen was in euphoric bliss. The feeling of her being fucked was one that she barely registered that I was fucking her sweet ass hard. I felt her body stiffen when I thrust back into her sphincter. Karen stiffened beneath me as my fierce lunges made my muscles tense in protest. With my fingers bunched inside her spread cunt Karen was spread wide open for my assault, stretching her muscles from within.

Karen sighed loudly, and I knew the slut was growing accustomed to the feeling of being stretched so tautly. Karen's pain lessened and was replaced by the sensation of a strange greasy cock slipping along the walls of her ass. It was not somewhere that had been fucked in a long time. It tickled before and felt similar to a blow to the funny bone, painful and strange all at once. With the understanding that this was not actual pain, not unbearable, Karen relaxed more profoundly. She enjoyed being assailed by the sensation of his cock rubbing the length of that tight, tight space violating her most private orifice. Karen could feel my breathing deepen as I fucked her ass, which triggered yet another sensation within her ravaged body. Karen had the knowledge that her body was going to make them cum. She came, cum flooded her twat, and painted my fingers.

Karen could feel the tension in my thighs as my cock stiffened in her butt. My fingers burrowing in her fuck hole were coupled with the shuddering of my rancid breath on her shoulder.

"Dirty little bitch." I hissed.

Karen smiled at the words; she couldn't help herself. Karen knew they were not pleasant words, but she took them as a high form of a compliment. Worth more than all the goddesses and angels in the world. Better still, I felt dirty, his fat swollen cock pumping hot seed into my ass. It didn't matter how liberated she was; it felt wrong. And when something seemed so bad and yet felt so pleasurable, it had to be the proper thing for her.

Karen ground down against my hand, urging my fingers to probe deep inside her to rip yet another orgasm from her spent body. It was too much for me; I gave a bellow of shock and triumph. With a painful grinding of my hips, I pumped the last of my thick ropes of hot cum into her pale, jiggling ass. Karen shook and spasmed beneath me, her own pleasure heightened by mine.

I sighed and stretched, slipping my arms above my head from her body, my body pulsing with satisfaction.

"Ok, I guess I got what I asked for, I do enjoy it rough, and that is what you gave me," Karen said.

I have returned to Red's Bar and have never seen Karen since. I have had one-night stands after that night with Karen, but none that would equal Karen's lust.

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