Win/Win Situation
It was over two months now since Jake Barlow had escaped
from the prison in Tennessee. The first two or three weeks
had been rough. First, on foot, he'd headed for Gainesville,
Georgia, because that's where a buddy of his had been
living the last he'd known. But when he got there he
learned that his friend was long gone. The local news reports,
because he'd spent some time in the area, made frequent
references to his escape. And his old acquaintances couldn't
show him the door fast enough. He was just glad that none
of them had turned him in.
The whole thing made him mad. Sure he was guilty. He wasn't
the kind of guy to whine about how innocent he was. But it
was only a couple of minor burglaries. The judge, a doddering
old motherfucker, got a hair up his butt and sentenced him
to ten years without the possibility of parole. His lawyer,
a young kid from the Public Defender's office, said
it wasn't even legal. And then didn't lift a finger
to make an appeal. Jake was sure that it was his Indian blood,
his being one quarter Cherokee, that got the old judge all
stirred up. Shit! Double shit, fuck, damn!
Prison had been hell. He loved his freedom. And he didn't
especially like other men. A few buddies, and that was it.
But God did he love women and there weren't any at the
prison he'd been in. No inmates. Not even female guards.
He'd been able to exchange photos of naked women with
a couple of guys on the outside but, in a way, it only made
things worse.
He'd look at the photos and it would almost
make him want to explode. Imagining their warm soft bodies
against his made him want to yell at the top of his lungs and
go climbing up the bars of his cell.
He'd made it through four and a half years before he
decided he had to get out. It took another eight months before
he could work out a plan and make it happen. And now he was
out, had been for nine weeks.
For awhile, in the early spring, after hitting the dead
ends in Gainesville, he'd hung out around the lakes.
Shit, he was a burglar by trade, it wasn't that hard
to get his hands on what he needed. Clothes, food, a tent,
and an occasional bottle of booze. The one thing he hadn't
been able to find was a woman. And he was a passionate man.
He loved to fuck. He was used to fucking a lot before going
to prison. All that desire had backed up in his system. His
balls were so full they ached and felt as heavy as lead weights.
He had an almost constant hard on. While in prison he'd
thought about finding a pretty boy and fucking some of that
desire out but it just wasn't the same. He couldn't
do it. And no one sure as hell messed with him. He wasn't,
by nature, a violent man but he was big and strong. A couple
of short encounters with the meanest of the mean alerted
everyone in the prison that he could take care of himself.
While living near the lakes, setting his tent up in remote
areas, he'd begun using a pair of stolen binoculars
to scan the waters for female forms.
Often enough, usually
on weekends, he'd see a few. He felt like he was trying
to drink them in through the eye pieces of his binoculars.
One time he got really lucky. He still found it hard to believe.
A man and a woman had dropped anchor in a secluded cove across
the lake, about half a mile away. The woman, much to Jake's
amazement, had almost immediately taken off her clothes.
Every fucking stitch. The guy had done the same but with
less enthusiasm. And Jake didn't give a shit about
the guy anyway. Oh Jesus, she was cute. Big bobbling boobs
and a nice round ass. Delicious jiggles all the way around.
He'd thought very seriously of swimming across and
laying it to her. But decided against jeopardizing his
sanctuary. As it was he memorized every detail of her body.
The couple swam to shore at one point and disappeared into
the woods. Jake knew damn well what was going on. That sweet
cunt was getting fucked. She had her legs spread open and
a cock inside her. Jake hated to jerk off. It seemed like
such a waste. If he wasn't shooting his seed into or
onto a woman's body it was a total loss, as far as he was
concerned. But he had to jerk off now. He was taking her from
behind, rutting like a dog, watching her big young ass quiver
as he pounded into her. He could hear her moaning. She was
saying, Fuck me, God yes, fuck me. He could
almost feel it.
Almost see it. Almost hear. When he came
it was like a freak of nature. Shooting sprays of pearly
cum he tossed his head back and screamed like a panther.
A male panther calling to his mate. But it left him feeling
so empty afterwards. God have mercy, he needed a woman.
A real woman. As hungry to fuck as he was.
That was six weeks ago now and the memory of that cutie's
naked body was still enough to nearly drive him insane.
His balls had that heavy ache again. And he couldn't
remember losing his erection even once in all that time.
They'd almost caught him down at the lakes. A couple
of boaters saw him and his instincts told him to get out.
He was already on the move when the chopper started making
passes over the place where he'd been. That night he'd
stolen an outboard, pushed to the northern edge of the lakes,
and then continued north on foot after sinking the boat.
In a shed outside a summer cabin he'd found a dirt bike
which made traveling a lot easier as long as he was careful
not to draw attention to himself.
Now he was holed up not far from Dahlonega, Georgia. It was
small enough for the cops to be laid back but big enough to
provide the things he needed. And because of the tourist
traffic and the University he didn't stand out like
a dog at a cat party like he would have in most other small
southern towns. Over the weeks he'd been here he'd
begun to cautiously explore the area.
DARLENE JEFFERSON HAD THE day off. And she was feeling lazy.
There was nothing she had to do so she'd taken her time
getting out of bed, showering, and fixing breakfast. Now
she was sitting at the table finishing her last cup of coffee
and trying to decide what to do with the rest of the day. She
had the TV turned on with the sound down low. The flickering
images provided a kind of companionship. The news was on,
she noticed idly. The photo of a man's face flashed
on the screen. Oh yeah, Darlene thought,
That Jake Barlow guy.
A couple of her friends had told her they were concerned
about her living alone, as isolated as she was. The way the
woods came right up to her backyard would make it easy for
a man like Jake Barlow to sneak onto the property and do whatever
he wanted with her. Yeah, right, she thought.
I wish he would. I could use a man. But the last I heard
he was down south.
The thought made her squirm a little in her chair. Even that
quick passing idea had made her pussy respond. She could
feel the familiar ache, the tightening of her clit. Her
nipples hurt. This was the longest dry spell in her life
and it was making her a little nuts. Sure she had her toys
and she made herself cum on a regular basis but it was a poor
substitute for having a man hold you in his arms and do what
a man does. Especially a man who enjoys a hot woman.
And she was hot. Oh Lord was she. To feel the weight of a man
against her skin. His hard cock plunging deep into her pussy.
Or, even better, into the depths of her ass. Thinking about
it was making her ache painfully. Time to think about something
else.
But remembering what her friends had said about her backyard
had given her an idea. It was about time she started working
on getting some sun. With that in mind she put her breakfast
dishes in the dishwasher and went to change into her two
piece bathing suit. Within a short time she was lying on
her stomach, after applying suntan oil, feeling the hot
sun soaking into her skin. She'd unhooked the top of
her bathing suit and was lying with her breasts in the cups.
After about twenty minutes she decided to turn over. Usually
she kept her top on but this morning, for some reason, she
felt like leaving it off. She rolled over onto her back and
then sat up. Carefully she spread oil over her body, paying
special attention to her breasts. It felt good to massage
them. Her nipples hardened. She settled back and considered
masturbating. But the sun made her drowsy. She fell asleep.
IT TOOK JAKE BARLOW a second to realize what he was looking
at. He'd been slowly reconnoitering the woods since
early in the morning. He'd seen the roof of a house from
some distance away but had wanted to make sure that there
weren't any people around who might catch him by surprise.
But, as far as he could tell, he was alone. He'd then
begun to approach the house. Because he was thinking like
a hunter, watching for movement and listening for tell
tale sounds, the figure lying on some kind of mat in the open
space between the woods and the house didn't quite
register.
And then it slammed into his brain. Pushing the breath from
his lungs. He stood there panting like an exhausted cougar.
A woman. A half naked woman. He could see the brown circles
on her tits even at this distance. His hard on got harder,
if that was possible, and started to ache painfully. His
balls seemed to swell. He felt his legs shaking.
His body made the decision for him. He wasn't even aware
of having had a conscious thought. He was moving towards
her pulling off his clothes as he went. The thought crossed
his mind that there might be a man in the house who'd
come running out with a 357 in his hand to blow this crazy
half naked man away. But Jake didn't care at this point.
At least he'd die happy. The last few yards he was completely
naked. His cock jutted out from his body so hard it barely
bobbed as he strode closer. And then he was standing, looking
down at her.
And Jesus God in Heaven he liked what he saw. This was a real
woman's body, full and soft. Large cushiony tits with
brown nipples like big sweet berries. Round ass that could
take a pounding.
But the part he was most hungry to see was
hidden by a piece of cloth. Well, not for long,
he thought. Swiftly he reached down, grasped both sides
of the bathing suit bottom, and jerked it down the length
of the woman's legs.
DARLENE HAD NO EXPLANATION for what she felt happening.
Struggling up into consciousness her first thought was
that a huge wind, maybe a tornado, had struck and pulled
off her swim suit. It took her a moment to open her eyes. And
when she did the reality seemed even stranger. There was
a tall muscular naked man standing at her feet with her bathing
suit bottoms swinging in his hand. With an impressively
hard cock. She glanced at his face and the knowledge of who
she was looking at made her gasp.
Open your legs, he said.
She was numb. She couldn't think. She'd heard
what he said and had gotten the gist of what he wanted but
her body didn't want to function. What her friends
had feared was happening.
Open your goddamned legs, he said again.
This time the clear anger in his voice cut through her torpor.
She hesitantly began to comply.
Wider. Wide open. I want to see it all, he
growled.
He scared the hell out of her. Her legs went as wide as they
would go. He was looking at her with the intensity of a cutting
torch. The same fierce heat. Against her will her body began
to respond with a similar hotness.
Oh God have mercy. Oh sweet Jesus, he said,
as he looked at her gaping clean shaven pussy. It was as if
he'd just seen a man rise from the dead.
There was such a powerful note of awe in his voice that it
made the hotness rush through her. No other man had ever
looked at her with the same feverous desire she could read
in his eyes. She felt a trickle of her juice slide down between
the cheeks of her ass. This was something she'd never
experienced before. She'd never gotten so turned
on so quick.
Without warning he dropped to his knees beside her and thrust
two fingers into her cunt hole. The sensation made her groan
with pleasure. Involuntarily her hips bucked up to take
his fingers deeper inside.
He looked at her in astonishment. Meeting her eyes. Almost
seeing her as a person. Goddamn, woman, you are so
wet. Oh shit I've missed this. Feeling my fingers in
a hot woman's cunt. Oh Jesus Lord. He stirred
his fingers around inside her. It embarrassed her to hear
the wet squishy sounds she made. Obviously it was impossible
to hide her arousal. And it felt wonderful. Which made her
wetter.
As he finger fucked her with one hand he began running his
other hand over her body. He couldn't seem to get enough
of the sensation of her skin under his fingers. He stroked
her belly and sighed. And groaned as he caught the lolling
weight of her breasts, plucking and playing with her nipples.
With a moan he pressed his chest against her soft stomach
and rubbed against her as his long hair fell over her right
breast and shoulder. And then he was sucking her left nipple
into his mouth.
JAKE FELT INTOXICATED by this woman's full body. By
the sweet softness of her skin and the womanly scent. And
it was clear that she was responding to him. He could sense
that she was still frightened but her cunt was crying for
his cock.
Do you want me to fuck you? Jake asked, lifting
his head and looking into her face. Do you want to
feel my hard cock inside you?
Her nod was barely perceptible.
You're going to have to do better than that,
he said. Your cunt is drooling for it. He pulled
his fingers out and straddled her torso. Grasping her breasts
he pushed their pillowy softness around his big balls and
the length of his cock. He grinned to see her eyes fix on the
large purple head. You want to feel that up your cunt?
Fucking you? Talk to me.
Her eyes closed. Yes, she said quietly.
Louder. I can't hear you.
Yes, she said.
Yes, what?
Yes, I want you to fuck me.
That was all he needed. Seconds later he was kneeling between
her wide open legs. He touched the head of his cock to the
mouth of her cunt. Oh sweet Jesus, he said
as he felt the wet warmth close around the first inch.
Oh
shit goddamn. God how I've missed this. He was
trying to slowly savor every wonderful sensation. But
the need was just too great. He couldn't help it. He
had to be as far inside her as he could go. A moment later he
was. He gave a deep groaning howl as he felt the warm grip
of connection that only being inside a woman could create.
Oh yes! Oh God, yes, he sighed. And then he
began fucking her.
DARLENE'S FIRST THOUGHT as Jake began fucking her
was, Oh my lord, this man can move. He surged
into her with the muscular grace of a large cat. His movements
were fluid and powerful and she could feel him touching
places inside her that she couldn't remember any other
man hitting in quite the same way. She couldn't help
but lift herself to meet him as she reached up and stroked
his chest and thick arms with her hands. All her fear of him
was gone. And as he felt her join him his movements became
even more precise and thrilling although she couldn't
imagine how that was even possible.
Oh. Oh, she moaned. I don't believe
this.
Their eyes met and instantly they were bound together in
a tight ring of pleasure.
You like to fuck, don't you Baby, he
said, thrusting into her with long exquisite strokes.
Oh God yes, she moaned, when it's
like this.
He pushed deep inside and began grinding his lower belly
against her, engaging her clit.
And then his eyes seemed
to glaze over. Then he closed them. Throwing his head back,
his face twisted, he grabbed her hips and pounded into her
rough and hard. All delicacy forgotten. A second later
he made one last hard thrust, went stiff as steel, and screamed
like a wild animal. In her depths it felt as if someone had
turned on a hose. And then she was coming too.
She assumed that like every other man she'd been with
he'd have to stop and recuperate. Or maybe he'd
just stop. It startled her when, after only a short pause
during which he remained buried inside her, he began fucking
her again. The only difference was a slight softness. And
after a couple of minutes he was as hard as ever. God the man
could fuck. It seemed that cumming had just been a way to
settle in; now he was getting down to business.
His hands and mouth were all over her. He teased and touched
and licked and nibbled. He kissed her passionately, sucking
her tongue into his mouth, thrusting his into hers. He nuzzled
her ears, nipping the lobes. He kissed her neck. And sucked
her nipples, licking her breasts. He was like a starving
man who'd stumbled across a free buffet. He wasn't
about to leave any part untasted.
And his hands. Caressing and clenching, running over every
inch of exposed skin. Clutching her shoulders as he tried
to thrust deeper and deeper.
Cupping and squeezing her
large pliant breasts. Plucking the nipples. Grasping
the cheeks of her ass. It made her feel wanted in a way she'd
never known before. It was obvious he couldn't get
enough of her body.
And through all the kissing and licking and touching he
was fucking. Trying different angles and new motions.
Fast and hard one minute and then the next he was moving soft
and slow. And he just kept going. Like that battery bunny
on speed. She wasn't sure how much more she could stand.
JAKE DIDN'T HEAR HER at first. He was too caught up in
all the delicious sensations he'd been missing for
so long. He loved everything about her body. She was so soft,
and warm, and wet, and welcoming. She'd hooked her
heels behind his knees. And when she was close to cumming
she'd grab his butt and pull him into her. Moaning.
Wailing with a lust drenched voice. He'd lost track
of how many times she'd cum.
It's starting to hurt, she said, apparently
not for the first time. Hey! It hurts.
This time she got through. He stopped and looked down at
her face.
You're rubbing my pussy raw, she said.
It hurts.
Jake felt torn. He didn't want to stop; this was feeling
too good. He was ready to fuck until the last ding dong of
doom clanged and faded. But he didn't want to hurt her
either. He was starting to like her a lot.
Up to this point,
once she'd gotten past her first fears, she'd
been with him all the way.
I love the way you're fucking me, she
said. I wish I could keep going but it just hurts too
much. I haven't been with anyone for awhile so I'm
tender.
He looked at her, feeling a little angry. He was almost ready
to start again even if it made her scream with pain. Then
he had an idea.
Turn over, he said brusquely as he abruptly
pulled out and sat back on his heels.
What? She said.
Turn over, goddamnit. With a look of confusion
she rolled over onto her belly. Now lift up your ass.
Yeah, that's it. A little higher.
DARLENE REALIZED WHAT he was planning to do the moment he
pushed into her cunt and filled his fingers with the slickness
of his semen and her own lubrication and began spreading
it over her rectum. Pressing two fingers in.
Oh yeah, I love to be fucked in the ass, she
sighed, feeling the familiar pain that she knew would soon
turn to pleasure.
That's good because that's what you're
going to get whether you like it or not, he said.
He sounded mean but his fingers made sure she was ready for
his cock. And then she felt the head of it slowly sliding
in. It felt so big. He pushed in further and her asshole began
making its adjustment, she gritted her teeth at the discomfort.
Then he was fucking her. Sliding slowly back and forth.
Shit yeah, he grunted. I should have
thought of this earlier. Your tight little asshole is going
to make me cum again. My balls have needed to be emptied like
this for a long long time.
Oh. Oh. Oh, she was moaning with every inward
thrust. The hurting was gone now. She was feeling the kindling
heat that would in time become the volcanic core of orgasm.
They continued for some time. Making little grunts and
moans of pleasure. Gradually he began thrusting harder
and faster.
Oh yeah, he said. I can feel it coming.
I'm going to dump my cum deep inside your fucking ass.
The heat was building inside her. He'd been rubbing
his hands over her back and ass, grabbing handfuls of her
cheeks. Now he was leaning down and cupping her swinging
breasts, catching her nipples in his fingers and pulling
them.
Oh yes, yes, she moaned. I'm
going to cum too.
This seemed to excite him and he moved even more powerfully.
Driving his hard cock deep inside her ass. He was still pulling
her nipples.
Play with your clitty, he said. Make
yourself cum. I want to feel you cum. Make your asshole all
tight around my cock.
She reached between her breasts and found her rigid clit.
She felt the heat become a torrent.
Oh, I'm going
to cum. Oh yes, fuck me. Don't stop.
He was pounding into her now. Making loud inarticulate
sounds.
And then it was as if burning lava was filling her body. Hot
and wonderful. Oh God yes, Oh God, she was
crying out. I'm cumming, Oh God, I'm cumming.
He dropped her breasts and grabbed her shoulders. Slamming
into her. Pulling her asshole down around the base of his
cock. Then, once more, he screamed like a wild animal. She
felt him pulsing inside her. And felt the hot liquid flow.
He jerked spasmodically several times and then went limp
on top of her. His cock dwindled and then popped out. She
could feel his cum oozing out of her.
Oh shit. Oh fuck, he said, flopping over
on his back beside her. Oh sweet Jesus, I've
needed that for such a long time. Goddamn that felt good.
They lay inert, breathing heavily, for what seemed like
hours.
She turned her head to look at him. I have a little
proposition, she said. He swiveled his head to
return her gaze. You can stay in my house. That's
my part of the bargain.
You don't want to do that, he said.
Yes, I do.
No you don't.
I know who you are. You're Jake Barlow.
He looked stunned. And you let me fuck you knowing
that?
She laughed, feeling the sore ache in both holes.
Yeah
right. And if I'd asked you not to would you have stopped?
No, probably not, he said with a short laugh,
looking as contrite as she imagined it was possible for
him to. So what's my part of the bargain?
Use me. Fuck me any way, any time, and any place you
want to.
He stared at her. For a moment she thought he might refuse.
He turned his head and looked into the sky. Only a
fool would turn down an offer like that. And my mama didn't
raise no fool.
Deal? She asked.
Deal, he said.
She felt a rush of warmth fill her belly. And, incredibly,
saw that he was getting hard again.
Roll over, he said.
Jake, I'm sore.
Shut the fuck up and roll over.
She did what she was told, feeling anxious. He got to his
knees beside her, stuffing his fingers into her pussy.
Then he was rubbing the thick goo he found there between
her breasts.
It's about time you got a good titty fucking,
he said as he straddled her. And got a mouthful of
my baby juice.
She felt his rough hands pushing her breasts tight around
his cock as he slid between them. She opened her mouth. Oh
yes, she thought. This is going to be what
they call a win/win situation.