BIG BAD MIKE PART III
Mike had finally purchased a new car equipped with automatic transmission and large “all weather” tires. He wanted a blue one but all that was available was something called “Ming Green” which was sort of a cross between green and blue.
Just before he left New York City for the very first time, Mike called the school and spoke to Sister Veronica. He still had a real soft spot in his heart for the pretty little nun and remembered how much she squirmed and wiggled when he had it all the way inside her.
“Hello, sister, I am leaving for California on Saturday. I just wanted to say goodbye and thank you for everything.”
There was a momentary silence on the other end and Mike considered that she was mad at him and might have hung up the receiver. Then, he heard her voice, nice and low and sexy just like he remembered it.
“I miss you terribly, Mike, but I want to be good. Please forgive me.”
“That’s no problem, Sister, I just wanted to give you a hug goodbye and know that you understand I think of you an awful lot.”
“All right, come to the gym lockers tonight after classes and we can say goodbye. I will be on the girl’s side right next to the showers.”
Mike was a little nervous but he did want to part on good terms and he reassured his conscience that his intentions were as pure as the driven snow.
It was the start of a 3 day holiday and most of the campus was already deserted. When he saw the diminutive nun picking up the wet towels and the scattered shorts and bras, he forgot all about his good intentions and wanted only to lift her skirts one last time.
Veronica looked up with her special little smile at the huge wrestler. She tried to push out the images of her pussy impaled by his long cock in so many varied positions. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. The same lips that had firmly held his thick shaft in place as she took him deep into her throat. She knew her battle was already lost when she felt the familiar juices gushing down the insides of her legs.
“Ok, Mike, make me do it one last time. It will be for us both to remember while you are 3,000 miles away in Hollywood with all those sexy little starlets.”
That was all the invitation Mike needed.
He quickly flipped up her skirts revealing her flimsy black thong. Little wisps of hair betrayed the fact that she had neglected to trim her bush in recent weeks. He rubbed her brown eye with a familiar touch and she groaned like a woman possessed.
“Stick it in me, Mike, right now. I need it bad.”
Mike’s long thick cock slid inside Veronica’s pretty pussy with accomplished ease. She shuddered and immediately went into a long-delayed orgasm. Her love-deprived pussy was like an overheated boiler ready to blow. He stroked her long and hard until she whimpered her complete submission. After that, he just held on tight to her rolling hips and gave it to her until he blew his creamy load deep inside her thirsty vagina.
Sister Veronica shouted out some words that were most unladylike and definitely not appropriate to a female of the cloth. Mike calmed her down and kissed her tearful face tasting the salt so bitter on his tongue.
After a short rest, they both copulated for a long time until their perspiring bodies slapped wetly into each other just like they had stepped out of the shower. Mike spanked her dripping ass cheeks until her cheeks turned a nice shade of red. When he deposited a second load in her pussy, he pulled out and leaned down to kiss and lick her wet ass tasting her special scent and female juices. Her moans drove him into a frenzy of licking that soon had Veronica falling into a series of orgasms that convulsed her tiny petite body.
He headed back to his apartment ready to get a good night’s sleep before the long drive starting in the early morning.
It seemed hard to believe that his fight with the Russian wrestler was only a short 2 weeks ago. It had been a difficult fight because he really was trying not to hurt the Russian too badly. He had promised the sister Natasha to go easy on him and not mark him up. That promise was slightly compromised when Boris took advantage of a leg roll to squish his balls and then bit his ear so hard that the blood spurted out looking a lot worse than it really was. Still, he only pulled one arm out of the socket ending the fight immediately. Both Boris and Natasha accused him of being a dirty American fighter. It was kind of funny because the Russian built his entire career on the fact he was “Mr. Dirty Fighter”.
Right after the fight, he answered the door to find Natasha standing there in a raincoat with absolutely nothing on underneath. She made him get down on the fluffy white carpet and pounded her lean ass cheeks into him taking his long cock deep into her needy pussy.
When she got around to sucking his dick, she even scooted down low and shoved her pink tongue into his brown eye. She told him he was a “bad boy” to cause her brother so much pain with his arm but thanked him for not marking his pretty face.
Natasha got on her knees and elbows and begged him to “give it to me in my tush, darling”.
Mike didn’t need any more encouragement than that request from the shapely Russian female. He crouched down behind her haunches and drove his long cock right up her pulsating brown eye. Natasha was moaning at the extreme stretching of her delicate sphincter muscle. Each time he bottomed out in her rectal cavity, she whimpered and said a string of very dirty Russian words.
He pushed his fingers inside the corner of her mouth and pulled her head back so he could look in her flashing eyes when he moved deep inside her submissive ass. She pretended she didn’t want it but he could tell she desperately needed his cock in deep. It was the pleading look on her face that triggered off Mike’s blast of creamy cum in her clutching gut. The feel of her tight anus fluttering around his thick cock all the way down at the very base squeezed out additional spurts of his male juice deep inside.
Mike untangled from Natasha’s bottom reluctantly. He was so comfortable inside; it was almost like they were 2 parts of the same person. He let his fingers scoop the dripping sweat from her flanks and he patted the back of her head to calm her down. He could smell her sweat, her pussy juice and the earthy aroma of her tight rectal channel.
It was a scent he would never forget.
The road trip west was scenic and filled him with eager anticipation of what awaited him in the next town, the next State or the next motel with a clean bed. He had a preference for finding Howard Johnson motels mainly because you could order ice cream on room service. Mike liked to ask the bellhop to tell him the flavors because he loved hearing the exotic flavors. He made a point of always ordering a different flavor just to have the variety of the strange taste on his tongue.
When he finally arrived in Oklahoma City, he was surprised when the bellhop asked him if he had an exotic taste in women as well.
“Ok, I will have a Cherries Jubilee and a black-haired Indian girl please.”
The black bellhop just grinned and said,
“She will deliver the ice cream personally, boss!”
The knock on the door was timed just right. Mike had just stepped out of the shower and was ready for his ice cream. When he opened the door, a very pretty young girl of somewhat dark complexion and with long black hair handed him a tray with a quart of ice cream and 2 long silver spoons.
“The ice cream and my services will be on the bill when you check out, sir!”
Mike smiled and dropped his towel revealing his long thick cock. The girl looked at his huge cock with a little concern on her face and asked in a trembling voice,
“Are you going to have to put it all the way inside me, Mister?”
When he bent her over the back of the cushioned chair, he was surprised to see she was wearing no underwear at all and that her pussy was shaved clean. All he could think was that someone had “scalped” her pussy when she wasn’t looking. Her brown eye was almost black because of the deep skin tone. But her high cheekbones betrayed the Indian heritage.
“What tribe are you from, honey?”
The pretty girl looked back over her shoulder at the huge wrestler and replied with a hint of delicious reluctance,
“I am full-blooded Sioux and I lived on the reservation until a few months ago when I had to go out and earn some money for my family. I have a lot of sisters and brothers and they need to eat.”
Mike was not sure if it was a “sob story” or the truth.
Since she was a bit on the young side, he asked her age.
“I am 18 and I am the eldest child in the family. My name is Jumping Pony and I have pleasured almost 50 travelers in the last 3 months. They mostly tell me my pussy is young and tight and I make them shoot their juice real fast.”
Mike could tell she enjoyed her work because her pussy was already dripping in anticipation of taking his cock up deep in her vagina. He fingered her brown eye just to see if she was experienced back there and got the tell-tale response that told him she had been taking it back there quite often.
They opened the ice cream and both started to eat the Cherries Jubilee before it melted. It went down fast and easy. He couldn’t wait any longer and placed his hard cock on her trembling pussy lips forcing it to spread open and wet his head with her female juices. After that, he slid in easily all the way up until his shaft bounced off her teenage cervix. Jumping Pony was indeed jumping in every direction with the deep impalement. She whined in a high pitched voice and he was not certain if she was begging him to stick it in deeper or to be more merciful on her poor tight pussy.
“I never got one this big before, Mister! You are a very big man. It is all right if you make a baby in me. I would like to have one big boy just like you. Shoot it in me deep, big white man, I want to feel it splash inside.”
Mike was not all that sure about having a half Indian offspring but the force of nature was such that within a matter of seconds, his spunk was blasting hard against Jumping Pony’s cervix in a series of juicy spurts that subdued the young girl’s motions and made her curl into a satisfied bundle on the fluffy white carpet. She looked up at Mike’s shrinking cock and licked the lingering drops of juice with her soft red lips.
Mike took some cash from his emergency stash in his shoe and gave her a good tip for excellent service. He hoped she would be able to keep it for her family’s use and not have to turn it in to her boss.
When he left Oklahoma City the next morning, Mike for the very first time wanted to stay where he was just a little bit longer. But after a few hours, the lure of the not so distant California shore filled his thoughts with the comfort of new beginnings in the Promised Land.
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