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She didn't want a divorce, but she was distraught. She substituted sex for food. Over the next ten, fifteen years, she gain almost seventy pounds. Her stomach was still relatively flat, but she gained all that weight in her ass, thighs and tits. She had jowls. She no longer wanted to fuck Gordon and no one wanted to fuck her.

Her personality changed too. She started flaunting expensive jewelry; she treated everyone as if they were beneath her. She literally had her nose stuck up in the air. Beneath that nose she wore the brightest red lipstick she could find and she started using make-up to extreme.

It wasn't that Charles Rexham found her attractive. He'd been with haughty stuck-up women who thought they were better than anyone else before. He loved when he fucked them with that big cock and they became a whimpering mess, begging for his cock. He reduced them to sniveling, little sluts, begging for his cock. He insisted they take it in their mouths. He insisted that he fuck them like dogs.

One day, he walked into a Marsh Mercedes dealership and eyed a gull-winged convertible. Lori Marsh was there and personally waited on him. As you know the Rexhams were well-known. Lori Marsh knew Charles Rexham could buy a half dozen of them; cash.

"Why don't you take it for a spin? I'll get the keys and dealer plates."

It was exactly what Charles wanted. He drove for a few miles, "Mrs. Marsh, this is a gorgeous car, but I didn't come here to buy it." He pulled into a Dunkin' Donuts' parking lot.

She was confused. Charles reached into his jacket pocket, and handed her some photos. "These may interest you."

The photos were of her daughter, Morey. Morey, naked on all fours, about to get fucked like a dog by Charles; Morey on her back naked with her legs spread; Morey giving Charles a blowjob, and another of her daughter blowing Charles. There were a half dozen pictures. "I also have some video you might want to see."

"No, I don't. Let's get back to the dealership." She got out and insisted on driving. She was furious; not at Morey, and not even at Charles; at the world. She had big plans for her daughter. She didn't want her to end up a vomit spewing, slutty cock sucking drunk like she'd been.

"Good-bye, Mr. Rexham. We won't be seeing each other again." Charles didn't say anything.

Lori Marsh stewed for a week, what was he going to do with those photos; and there was a video. What could she do? The other thing that was seared her mind was Charles. In those pictures, his cock looked immense. With all the men she'd fucked in her younger years, she never remembered a cock like that. Her husband wasn't that big. "It couldn't be that big, could it?"

It had been so long that maybe she didn't remember any of the men she'd been with; maybe looking at those photos, it wasn't as big as she remembered. She was only forty years old and had been without a sex life since she caught Gordon cheating and that was sixteen years ago.

She slept restlessly; she paced the big house. Finally, she made a call, "Charles, why don't we get together and talk about this?"

"Certainly." He told her about his home on the Cape and gave her the address.

Lori went shopping. She wasn't sure what he wanted. It definitely wasn't money. The Rexhams had money dating back to before there was a country. Looking in the mirror, she couldn't believe that he wanted to fuck her; no one did. There were those fat thighs and big ass. Thankfully, they were wealthy enough to have her clothes tailored.

At home she took a long bath and shaved much more meticulously than she had in ages. She didn't know exactly what Charles Rexham wanted, but if he wanted her pussy, she'd make it as inviting as possible. Her blonde bush was big and thick, but she shaved her labia until it was as smooth as her massive tits; leaving only a thick bush on her pubic bone.

I don't know much, maybe anything, about women's anatomy, but it seemed that Lori's labia majora were much bigger, thicker, fatter than they were when she was twenty; before she was pregnant; before she started binge eating. It was nothing for her to sit down after a big meal, watch television and devour a half gallon of ice cream. She did that three or four nights a week. In between there might be pies, cakes, brownies. I'm talking whole pies, and whole cakes and plates full of brownies.

Arriving at the Rexham compound, Charles showed her around. It was beautiful, with spectacular views of Cape Cod Bay. "Charles, what do you want for those photos and the videos?"

"Mrs. Marsh, you're a smart woman. I find you very attractive."

You could have knocked her over with a feather. "Charles, that's all? You haven't showed me your bedroom." At the moment, Lori thought, okay, I'll let him fuck me, he'll give me the photos of Morey, and he'll destroy the video, then I'll go home.

Lori Marsh didn't hesitate to get undressed. She was thinking, Charles thinks I'm attractive, let's see if he means it."

While she undressed and got in bed, Charles was getting undressed, too. As soon as he got in bed, Lori's hand went to his cock while she stuck her tongue in his mouth. She wanted to confirm what she thought she saw in those photos and she wanted to get this over with.

Of course, what she now had in her hand just validated what she'd seen. "Charles, let me tell you, I was shocked by those pictures of my daughter, but I was more shocked by the size of your cock, I just had to get to know it better."

"Let me be honest," Charles said, "Morey had a very sweet pussy, and I was certain her mother must be even sweeter."

"Ooooh Charles, I can't imagine that would turn you on."

He started kissing her neck, then her tits. "Lori, these are magnificent woman-size titties." Charles kissed them all over; his tongue playing with her nipples.

It had been so long; so long since she'd had any love and affection; since she'd been touched by a man; been touched like Charles was touching her.

Lori let him play, but it was inevitable, "Charles, didn't you say something about my sweetness?"

It was before Morey was born, maybe even conceived since the last time Gordon ate her. Charles spread her legs, "Lori, you have the most beautiful pussy."

She had blonde hair and at her age, it was colored, but looked unnatural; she needed a new hairdresser. There was nothing unnatural about her pussy. It was the most beautiful blonde, and when Charles opened her bare pussy lips with his fingers; it was a deep purple; a perfect contrast to that big blonde bush.

Perhaps it was that Lori hadn't been eaten in so long or maybe it was that Charles Rexham was the greatest pussy eater the world has ever seen, but within fifteen minutes, Mrs. Marsh was feeling like she'd never felt before. And only a few minutes ago, he started on her clitoris.

She had the most sensitive clitoris or maybe it was because it hadn't been touched in so long, but Lori went crazy when his tongue met it. She fucked that tongue, slowly at first.

Charles thought she had the juiciest pussy ever, "Lori, I've never tasted a sweeter pussy. It's so delicious that I'm going to cum just from eating it," he mumbled with a mouthful of pussy.

"Don't you dare. Charles Rexham, I know you brought me down here to fuck me, you better."

"I confess, I did, but after tasting your pussy, I could eat it all weekend."

"Another time, but right now . . ."

She was such a big woman; she rolled him off her and then on top of her. Those few words ‘another time,' led to the beginning of their long relationship that included lots and lots of pussy eating. "Come on, Charles, give it to me. Give me your cock."

I mentioned above that as Lori gained weight, her labia seemed to get fatter and puffier. It didn't change her pussy hole; it was still tight. "Lori, I have some lube right on the nightstand."

"No, no. I'm ready. Charles give it to me." She was right and she was wrong. Her pussy was generating lots and lots of natural lubricant; she was ready. She was wrong; she didn't realize how big his cock was. There was some pain as he slowly filled her up.

The pain didn't last long and then Lori Marsh felt only joy as Charles slammed that big cock in and out. Soon she joined him. Her huge ass like a freight train, once it started moving, it was impossible to stop or even slow down. "That's it, Lori fuck my cock."

"Charles, oh God, Charles. Your cock feels so good. Nothing has ever been up my pussy so far. Fuck me harder. Like that, Charles, fuck me with that big cock."

"Lori, you're fantastic, but I'd really like to fuck you like a dog and I can't wait to eat that sweet pussy again."

She never really liked fucking like that, and the idea of Charles having a view of her ass was off-putting, but the thought of getting eaten again was all the convincing she needed.

Charles liked fucking like that because numerous women said his cock went in deeper than ever that way. Those women moaned and cried, begging for more. Besides more than one woman confessed that getting fucked like a dog was humiliating.

Earlier I said, he wanted to make Lori Marsh a whimpering mess. Fucking her like a dog was the best way to do that. That's what it did to Nurse Grace Bowerman, and she had a big ass, too.

When she rolled over, and Charles' big cock was back inside her, he held her hips and rammed his cock deep inside her. "AWWWWWWWW," she screamed. It was a scream of joy. Charles slowly pulled out, and then slammed into her again. "AWWWWWWW."

"That's it, Lori, show me you love my cock." That ass started moving again.

"Yes, oh yes, fuck me, Charles, fuck me harder. I want it, Charles, please give it to me. In hard, out slow. AWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I'm coming again, Charles. Keep fucking me."

There were tears in her eyes; they weren't tears of pain. The tears were caused by the joy of Charles' big cock slamming in and out of her pussy. "AWWWWWWWWW, AWWWWWWWW," she cried. "Your cock, oh you cock."

"Lori, I want to finish in your mouth. You want it in your mouth, don't you."

"Yes, Charles, let me show you how much I love your cock."

"Say, please."

"Yes, Charles let me suck it. Please."

"That's a good girl." He pulled his cock out.

Mrs. Marsh was on it in no time. Like with fucking, it had been ages since she'd sucked a cock. "Hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm," she sucked.

"That's it, Lori, use your mouth like your pussy. I'm almost there."

Charles shot deep in her mouth, and held her head on his cock until he finished. She'd forgotten how good it felt to have a cock in her mouth and she'd never had one so big. She'd forgotten the feeling of a throbbing cock pressing against her lips. She'd forgotten how good man cream tasted. She was certain that was Charles, not all men.

"I can't even imagine that I'll ever get fucked like that. Thank you, Charles. Whenever you're ready, my pussy and my mouth are all yours. I'm going to take a shower in case your tongue is interested in my pussy again." Momentarily, she forgot about the photos Charles had of Morey.

Charles started laughing. "What's so funny?"

"Go look in the mirror."

She did. There were black streaks of mascara running down her cheeks. "Oh my, I look awful. Where did I leave my pocketbook?"

"No, no, come back to bed. Put my cock back in your mouth; you'll look stunning." Charles thought that every woman, even one as attractive as Charity Robinson improved her looks when his cock was in her mouth.

Lori did and although it was going to take a while for him to get hard, "you look amazing," he smiled down at her. Licking, sucking, kissing, Lori played with his cock. "Charles, come on, get hard for me. I want you to fuck me again."

"I bet you'd like me to cum in your mouth again."

"Yes, Charles. Please, you tasted so good."

Lori Marsh didn't know that Rexham men recovered quicker than most men; even young men. Soon she had Charles excited, and he did fuck her. He banged that pussy from behind. "AWWWWWWWW, AWWWWWWWW, OH CHARLES, KEEP FUCKING ME. I'VE NEVER HAD A COCK IN MY PUSSY SO FAR; SO DEEP."

It took him a long time to cum. "Charles. Are you getting close?"

"Oh yeah, Lori, your juicy pussy has me close."

"Please Charles, let me have it in my mouth, please."

They slept in each other's arms. Charles using those massive tits for pillows.

In the morning, while he still slept, Lori got up and took a shower. She was able to get all the mascara off her face. She washed her pussy thoroughly, on the off-chance Charles would want to eat it again. "I can't imagine why?"

With a towel around her she walked back into his bedroom. He was awake. "I was lying here listening to you in the shower, and all I thought about was how great it would be to have Lori's tasty pussy for breakfast."

"Charles, I think you're just saying that so you can fuck me or I'll give you a blowjob." She took off the towel and got in bed.

"Would that be so wrong?"

"No, but . . ." She didn't get to finish. Charles went down on her.

"In the daylight, your pussy looks even more beautiful," he said as he opened her fat pussy lips.

"Thank you, Charles, but in the daylight do I taste as good?" she laughed.

There was an orgasm, then another and another. "Oh Charles, fuck me. Come up here and fuck me. Let me roll over so you can fuck me like a dog."

He mumbled, with his face still in her big, gorgeous blonde bush, "I'll bet you ‘d like to suck it like you did last night."

"Can I, please?"

Can you what?" The tip of his tongue played with her clitoris.

"Can I suck your big cock? Charles, I want to feel you in my mouth, please."

"Come with me." He took her up to that glass enclosed porch overlooking the bay. They were both naked. He sat back in the two-seater couch. "Now, tell me again what you want."

"Charles, I want to give you a blowjob. You're so good to my pussy." She got on her knees and stayed there most of the morning.

"Lori, there've been a few women, who've been able to deep-throat my cock."

"Charles, I won't get off my knees until I can."

"And when you do, we'll change places."

You never saw a woman as hungry for cock as Lori Marsh. She wanted Charles to know that she loved his cock. She wasn't pretending. It was evident that it wasn't just a cock; after all it had been so long. It was Charles' cock. His long, fat cock. A cock that had banged her pussy so good, it brought her to tears and unimaginable heights.

Lori couldn't swallow it all that weekend; not that she didn't try.

For Charles' part he ate her pussy telling her, "Lori, you have the sweetest, tastiest pussy." His tongue worked over her clitoris; it was so gentle. She was in orgasmic heaven. "Damn, you're juicy," he said licking her slit from her asshole up to her clitoris, where of course, he lingered.

"My pussy wants your cock. You have me so ready."

"You want to get fucked like a dog, don't you?"

"Please, Charles." His tongue on her clitoris caused another orgasmic spasm. "I want you to fuck me like a bitch."

Lori got on all fours and Charles mounted her from behind. With that huge ass, mounting was the right word; he climbed aboard.

There was no lube. There was momentary pain, but when he started slamming his cock deep into her juicy; very juicy pussy, there was ecstasy and only ecstasy. "AWWWWWWWWWW, AWWWWWWWWW," she moaned.

Charles slammed into her again and again. "AWWWWWWWW, AWWWWWWWWW."

"This is what you wanted, Lori, but if you were honest with yourself, you'd tell me that you wanted to suck my cock."

"Yes, Charles, you're right."

"Tell me. Tell Mr. Rexham what you want."

"Mr. Rexham, please let me blow you. I want to suck your big cock."

He got off her, and in moments, his pussy juice covered cock was at her lips. "Thank you, Mr. Rexham."

"Show me how much you love sucking my cock." For the rest of the weekend Mrs. Lori Marsh was on her knees sucking and sucking. Sucking Mr. Rexham's big cock.

When she went home Sunday afternoon, Charles promised he'd call her. Until she was half way home she forgot about the photos of her daughter. She smiled to herself, "that's a good reason to see Charles again." She licked her lips which were as raw as that night she blew four or five guys.

TO BE CONTINUED

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