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  Only sex addicts came to these types of places and any true addict would have sex for as long as sex was available regardless of hunger, thirst, fatigue, pain, or discomfort. Of al people, Joe should know. His own addictions had led him beyond the limits of sanity and morality. Just as it was now leading him through a sex club with his throbbing hard cock pointing the way, like a divining rod.

  The Spanish woman stopped abruptly and her rotund buttocks continued to jiggle for several seconds after the rest of her body had ceased movement. Joe felt both elated and disappointed now that her ass had stopped its bewitching dance. He could now catch up to her, but he could no longer delight in her salacious movements. If al went wel, he reminded himself, he would have far more to delight in soon.

  "Uh… hel o?" Joe reached out and tapped her on the shoulder, feeling foolish as he drooped his shoulders and bowed his head in an effort to appear smal er and less intimidating. But Joe was enormous. There was no way he could look anything but intimidating. He had gotten very adept at playing the gentle giant, however. Every year on the news he'd heard about people getting mauled to death for being dumb enough to try to pet polar bears and grizzlies because the things were so cute. He figured he could look at least as cute as a grizzly.

  When she turned around Joe was stunned by how young and innocent her face appeared. She had pudgy cheeks with deep dimples, ful bow-shaped lips, and large timid eyes with thick heavy eyelashes. The body of a whore with the face of an angel. Her breasts were tremendous, every bit the equal of her remarkable ass. She was a goddess.

  She turned to him and smiled. Joe was loath to lose even a moment's sight of that blessed ass but he found the beautiful smile spreading on her angelic face worth the loss.

  "Yes?" she asked, smiling wider. Joe didn't know what to say. He was so excited that the words spil ed out before he could give them order and finesse. It was his lust, the monster throbbing between his thighs, putting the words in his mouth. His prey-drive guiding him through the necessary social niceties.

  "I-I love you. You are the most sensuous woman I have ever seen. I want to worship you forever," Joe said.

  I want to eat you alive! he meant.

  The woman's smile faltered a moment as she examined his face to see if he was serious. She knew that while some men found her irresistible, even more just saw her as a fat chick. His expression looked so timid, though, so fearful of rejection, that she was immediately convinced of his sincerity. This gigantic muscle-bound man, with the body of a Greek god and the face of a movie star, was throwing himself at her feet.

  "You mean that, don't you?"

  "I have never seen a more perfect woman than you.

  She reached out and ran her hands over his mountainous pectoral muscles, his thick shoulders and biceps, over his rippled abs and down to the erection throbbing at his center. Without pants or underwear his massive organ bobbed in the air, pointing directly at her.

  "My God! What a beautiful cock!"

  "Thank you," Joe said timidly. Blushing noticeably.

  She caught the thick slab of meat in her hands and began stroking it, barely able to fit her hand completely around it as she pul ed him closer until her breasts rubbed against his stomach. He was so tal that his cock went up between her cleavage as she closed the distance between them. She knelt slightly so that her breasts lined up perfectly with his genitals. She began sliding his cock up and down between her breasts. Joe shuddered, feeling like he was about to explode.

  "What's your name, handsome?"

  "Joe. J-Joe Miles," he stammered as he tried to keep himself from orgasm. He didn't want to cum like this. He wanted that ass. Its image was stil burned into his mind even as he tit-fucked her between those huge double-Ds.

  "Good to meet you, Joe," she said, stil rubbing his cock. "My name is Alicia."

  "I want you, Alicia."

  Her knees went weak.

  "Wel, we are in the right place for love now, aren't we?" she said, gesturing around at the orgy rooms fil ed with urgently fucking couples. There was a pain in her. It was obvious that she had long ago convinced herself that sex was al she was good for.

  "No," he replied. "We should go someplace more private. This isn't the right place for you. You deserve more.

  He was saying al the right things. She slipped back into the blouse she'd been carrying around with her.

  "Okay then, Joe. You lead the way." Joe retrieved his pants and shirt from the coatcheck girl and they walked out of

  The Backdoor and into the parking lot to catch a cab.

  "So, who are you, my handsome stranger? What do you do for a living?"

  "I'm a student. A psychology student at the uni-vers ity. "

  "And what is this then, some kind of research?"

  "No. Not at al."

  "Wel, I've never been to col ege. But I've always been interested in people and what makes them tick. I've seen sides of the human psyche that most people don't even have the stomach to read about, al kinds of perversions. Shit you couldn't even imagine. From grown men who dress like babies to women who like to be pissed on and humiliated."

  "How the hel do you meet people like that?"

  "I work at a fetish store on Folsom. We sel everything from leather, to latex, to iron shackles, to vibrating butt plugs, and adult diapers."

  "I know the place. I've been in there once or twice."

  "Real y? Now what is a nice col ege boy like you doing in a place like that?"

  "The same thing I was doing at The Backdoor. The same thing you were doing there. Trying to make life a little more intense, a little more worth the effort. We go through so much just to take the next breath, just to wake up each day. If life is just work, eat, sleep, repeat, then it ain't worth it. Is it?" The beautiful Spanish woman suddenly turned away from Joe and looked out the window of the cab. When she turned back her eyes were sad, ful of ghosts.

  "No. There has to be more than that. There's so much pain everywhere.

  Something has to make al that pain worthwhile and sex is the only thing strong enough to justify al the shit we go through. You know? Pain is so strong that just a little bit of it can fuck up your whole day. You could be at fucking

  Disneyland having the time of your life and then you get menstrual cramps, or some asshole cal s you fat, or you see something that reminds you of how fucked up your childhood was, and that quick, your entire day is ruined. You just want to rol over and die. Sex is the only thing strong enough to make you forget about the pain. I mean you can fuck when every muscle in your body is sore if the sex is good enough. You can lose yourself in it. At the moment of orgasm nothing else exists in al the world but your pussy and his dick."

  "Yes. Yes." Joe felt as if he was at church listening to religious testimonials, hearing al his deepest beliefs reaffirmed. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse and ran his hands over Alicia's breasts, squeezing her hard nipples until she gasped. He leaned down to kiss her throat and could not restrain himself from biting her shoulder as he felt the passion build in him. He could taste the very essence of her in the salty perspiration glistening on her moonlit flesh. Her soul was so alive. It had known such pain and such ecstasy. It was like tasting a dozen people rather than one. This was a woman who had lived. Her life was ful and rich, tragic and passionate. Joe wanted to feel that life fil ing him.

  "Hold me, Joe. Make the pain go away. Make it al go away."

  Joe watched as she unzipped his pants and pul ed out his engorged penis. He pul ed her close to him, hugging her tight while she stroked his cock and wept quietly. When he released her she smiled at him and then lowered her thick satin-soft lips down to his manhood, sliding the entire organ down her throat. Her tongue twirled around the head of his cock as she bobbed her head up and down on it, bringing him so maddeningly close to orgasm that he almost broke her neck trying to wrestle free of her mouth before he came. When she looked up at him with concern and a tinge of fear from the rough treatment, he kissed her passionately and reassured he
r. He unzipped her jeans and slid a hand down her pants into the moistness between her thighs.

  "I don't want to cum that way. Not yet. I want to give everything to you. I want to make you cum a dozen times. Then I'l cum."

  Joe always knew the right things to say to a woman. His predatory instincts were perfectly in tune with his chosen prey. She relaxed and smiled at him. Of course it could have just been the fact that he now had her clitoris swol en to the size of a grape and she was just seconds from cumming herself. Joe had a feeling that the taxi driver was beating off in the front seat. He could hear him breathing heavily. He didn't mind, though. Joe wasn't shy; he just pretended to be to set the ladies at ease. It was stupid, real y. How many truly shy guys would've been walking around a sex club with their dicks in their hands, beating off while fol owing a beautiful woman from one room to the next? A shy person would at least have put his cock back in his underwear before he tapped her on her shoulder and introduced himself.

  Joe kissed his way down her cleavage and sucked on her swol en nipples. He shuddered at the taste of her skin, imagining biting through to the tender fat and muscle beneath. He wanted her now. Joe pul ed away quickly, breathing hard as the hunger raged inside him. He was having a hard time control ing himself. He liked this girl with eyes like a wounded child. He didn't want to hurt her but the monster was awake now and it was off the chain.

  They pul ed up to the old downtown apartment building and Joe paid the taxi driver.

  Joe and Alicia walked into the building and quickly took the elevator upstairs. Joe made her turn toward the wal as they stood in the elevator so that he could stare at her ass and rub his hands over it.

  "You like that, don't you, baby?"

  "I love it. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

  The doors opened with a whoosh that fil ed the musty elevator with the acrid smel of urine and cat hair.

  "The old lady next door has about a dozen cats that piss and shit on everything. Please excuse the smel."

  "Just as long as your place doesn't smel like that," she said, looking uncertain. How could he live in this hovel? she thought.

  He bent and kissed her deeply, crushing her breasts against his rock-hard stomach as he sucked the breath from her throat. She had forgotten al about the smel by the time he unlocked the door to his apartment.

  Joe scooped Alicia up into his arms the minute they entered the apartment and carried her into the bedroom, kissing and biting her neck, lips, and cheeks.

  "Whoa! Slow down, kil er."

  "What?"

  "Let's get to know each other a little, okay?"

  Joe didn't understand. Just minutes ago she had seemed ready to fuck him right there in the cab and now she wanted smal talk?

  "What do you want to know?"

  The beautiful Spanish woman looked him up and down. He was nearly perfect, she thought to herself.

  "First, why did you pick me? I mean, there were better-looking women there than me."

  "No, there weren't. I've never seen a more beautiful woman than you," Joe said, dropping his eyes down to her feet and sweeping them back up again to her face.

  Alicia knew that she had a pretty face. Ever since she'd been a kid she'd heard over and over again how irresistible she'd be if she lost some of that fat.

  Alicia noticed one of Joe's paintings on the wal. It was a portrait of the librarian with her back turned and her enormous buttocks fil ing the canvas.

  "Did you paint that?" she asked, looking around at al the paint and canvas that littered the floor of the apartment.

  "Yes. She's beautiful, isn't she?"

  "What are you, a chubby chaser? You got a thing for big mammas?"

  "I like al types of women. Why do you think you aren't attractive?"

  "Look, man, I know why guys go after girls like me. You think maybe you'l get more out of me in bed. You think I'l try to overcompensate for my weight by being a freak for you and letting you treat me like a whore and you know, you might be right. I'm sure I fuck better than most of those skinny bitches. But it's not because I expect you to love me. I don't expect to ever see you again after tonight. I fuck because I enjoy it. I want to fuck you because you're gorgeous and you have a big dick. Now, why do you want to fuck me?"

  "Because I like your ass. I love your ass!

  And I like the way you walk. You walk like a woman who's sure of herself, who knows what she wants and what she can get. I like your beautiful eyes and your sexy lips. I like the way you look at me. There's so much pain in your eyes. It makes me want to make you happy. It makes me want to do anything for you." For a moment Joe thought she was about to cry. There was so much more he could have added but he didn't want to scare her off.

  "Yeah, I've been hurt. I've been hurt a lot."

  "Let me kiss it and make it better." Joe ran his hands up into her hair and drew her close. He kissed her so deeply that he stole her breath.

  "My God!" Alicia exclaimed as Joe laid her on the bed and ripped out of his own clothing. His body was a work of art. His abdominal muscles were stacked like masonry bricks beneath a chest like two concrete slabs. His arms were knotted with thick venous muscles and his penis was swol en. Alicia licked her lips and again dove for his huge cock, sucking it down her throat with practiced ease. Joe shuddered with pleasure and al owed himself to enjoy the wonders of her talented tongue swirling around the head of his bloated organ and then down between his bal s. He was dangerously close to Cumming when he pul ed her back. She stared at him with her thick bee-stung lips pouting like a spoiled child.

  "But I wanted to taste it! Don't you want to cum in my mouth? I want to drink you down."

  "I want to taste you first."

  Joe pushed her down and gently removed her clothes. Alicia could hear his breath quicken every time another inch of flesh was unveiled. She had never had a man show so much appreciation for her body. She had fought for years to grow comfortable with the extra pounds she carried and she was final y at the point where she believed herself to be sexy. She'd never had a problem getting a date. There were plenty of men who loved her generous ass and double-D breasts. But she'd never seen a man who seemed to literal y worship her body the way Joe did. He licked and sucked every inch of her as he unwrapped her. The nape of her neck, dragging his tongue down between her cleavage as he removed her bra, flicking his tongue across her nipples and licking her bel y button as he removed her shirt, kissing the crease where thigh met pelvis and then working his way down her leg to her toes as he slid off her jeans.

  Alicia quivered and trembled as Joe sucked on each toe and flicked his tongue over the soles of her feet, then worked his way back up the opposite leg, kissing and nipping at her calves with his teeth, sometimes gently, sometimes enough to make her cry out.

  He turned her over and kissed and sucked the back of Alicia's thick meaty thighs, biting into the tender flesh so hard it brought a gasp and tears to her eyes. Joe then rubbed his face over her buttocks, purring like a kitten. He slid one hand up between her thighs and into that warmth and wetness before biting down hard on her ass, drawing blood.

  One finger was already circling her clitoris as the other thrust its way inside of her and Alicia found that she did not mind the pain so much. In fact, it seemed to accentuate the pleasure.

  Joe lowered his lips to the crack of her ass and began to lick and kiss it as he continued to finger her clit. Alicia shook and moaned. She began to thrash and convulse with a tumultuous orgasm when he wriggled his tongue into her anus.

  Joe nearly came himself. Her ass was truly luscious.

  Working his tongue from her asshole to her clitoris Joe had his face wedged completely between Alicia's buttocks, lapping up the steady stream of juices as she came again and again. Alicia was almost completely spent when Joe rose up with his erection in hand and began easing it into her asshole, which was now wel lubricated with his saliva. She'd never had anal sex with a man she'd just met before. Usual y that was reserved for those lon
gterm serious relationships and she'd never done it with a man so wel -endowed. But then, she'd also never had her asshole eaten out like that before either, so she was now more than wil ing to go along with just about anything.

  There was not nearly as much pain as she'd been expecting when he first slid himself inside her and by the time he began thrusting deep into her she was feeling nothing but ecstasy.

  Joe could feel his control starting to slip. He hadn't wanted to stop licking her asshole. He'd wanted to chew it out, to gnaw his way up inside of her. He'd wanted to tear into that magnificent ass, to feel each tender morsel slide across his tongue and down his throat. He'd had to stop in order to prevent himself from eating her alive. The pleasure of his dick in her ass was nothing like the pleasure he imagined from her ass in his stomach.

  Moans, gasps, and cries of pain and ecstasy rose to a crescendo as Joe pounded into Alicia's exquisite asshole and bit down on the back of her neck and shoulders. He reached around and beneath her, back up into the wetness between her thighs to masturbate her to orgasm. It didn't take long. He withdrew his pulsating sex from her rectum just before his own orgasm tore through him and turned her around to bathe her face in his seed. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to catch every drop of him. She lapped up every drop of it, raising each breast to her lips to lick Joe's cum from her nipples. Joe knelt down and licked the rest of it from her cleavage then rose to face her and kissed her deeply, letting his seed slip from his mouth into hers. She swal owed and moaned appreciatively.

  "Mmmm. You are delicious!" she said, smiling.

  "Do you want to play some more?" he asked.

  "Oh yes!"

  Alicia was ecstatic at the prospect of getting to sample more of the beautiful col ege boy who looked like a young

  Christopher Reeve on steroids. Joe reached around and withdrew the leather restraints from under the bed.

  "Let's play," he said as he strapped her in. She hesitated for only a moment before giving in.