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Insatiable Gretchen
(Will Buster)

      Keith Rodman is one of those lucky bastards who has good looks, a solid 8 inch tool and the money to purchase what he wants. He's single, doesn't give a flying fuck about the world in general and law and order in particular and loves slamming his itching dick into firm, young, eager pussy.

      He's like a collector or connoisseur of fine art except his hobby is exploring the soft, silky insides of horny women. He isn't all that particular in actuality. He likes blondes, brunettes, Asians, hot blacks and most especially whites. He is partial to big boobs, wide hips and flat bellies. However, he always makes it clear to his temporary bed mates that if they want his 8 inch pussy thruster inside their creaming cunts, they have to shave their pussy hair totally off. 

      Keith wants nothing to interfere with his oral or hard cock penetrations. The only problem is that Keith has still not found that special girl who can bring fire to his groin for months instead of mere hours.

      He kept checking out the internet for personal adverts from females who lived within fifty miles of his upscale home. To be sure, he occasionally hooked up with a pretty snazzy piece but inevitably after a few days, he was back on the prowl. He found it strange but it seemed to him, that these women he was getting to do were either not hot enough or were difficult to impress adequately. Perhaps some of these women had been fucked by so many guys that the fire in their groins was hard to ignite, even with a solid eight inch weapon. All Keith knew was that he wanted a woman who was insatiable and eager. He needed a girl who would beg to be fucked day after day and night after night. He didn't want a slave exactly but he did want a chick who would hold nothing back and would eagerly service his cock any time he wanted.

      Of course, Keith had his own personal ad out on the web in several places like Adult Friend Finders, Local Swingers and Hot Dates now! He received many replies and inquiries, most of which he answered even if it was to tell them he wasn't interested. Maybe the chick was too old or maybe she was some overweight fatty who would have turned him off and no mistake. 

      Sometimes they were calling him from out of state or were too kinky, even for him.

      Then one bright autumn afternoon, shortly after Keith dried off from a long swim in the pool, he checked his email and got a very pleasant surprise. It was a long attachment placed on an email from Gretchen. 

      He looked at the photo first. Although Gretchen claimed to be over 18, the petite, foxy looking chick could have passed for much younger. Her breasts jutted out from a skimpy crimson bikini top. The color of the swim suit perfectly accented her dazzling blonde hair and misty, deep blue eyes. A second photo presumably showed her shaved cunt. Both her anus and pussy were stuffed with a pair of large dildos that stretched her holes to the max.

      Then he read her message.

      

      Hello, Keith darling. My name is Gretchen and I'm from Germany. If we meet, you will find my written English is better than my spoken English. I stand four feet, ten inches high. I weigh 105 pounds and I'm very petite and small in all the right places.

      You see, I am a certified nymphomaniac and I'm seeking a strong, energetic male to satisfy my urgent desires. I will do anything, short of actual pain to bring pleasure to your manhood. I've been a very naughty girl over the past few years but I still have not found a man who understands my predicament. When I saw your photo and read about your needs and desires, I thought it would be good for us to get together and see if we are compatible.

      I can assure you that I have no inhibitions of any kind. I know exactly what to do when I am alone in bed with a hot lover. The problem is that I wear him out after a few days and then I'm frustrated all over again. You seem to have the same problem that I have. So why don't we give each other a try and see what happens?

      

      Keith chuckled to himself. "Why not?"

      

***

      

      Keith was getting quite nervous as he waited for Gretchen to show up on their first date. He'd never been with a woman who actually claimed to be a nympho before. Would she be too much? Would she attack him once they got down to business? Was she really 18? She sure hadn't really looked it in the photo. But then, looks could be deceiving.

      He almost jumped when he heard the door bell ring. What would she be like? His hand reflexively opened the door and there she was! What a fucking hot looking fox!

      His cock attained instant rigidity, forming a telltale bulge at his crotch. His eyes widened and his brows arched at the simmering beauty that stood just inches in front of him.

      Gretchen's smile was sheer radiance. "Good afternoon, Herr Rodman. I am Gretchen. Do you like vhat you see?" 

      The saucy little minx was dressed up like some pre high school chick. Her bright blonde hair was braided in teasing little pig tails with bangs and curls to add to the aura of fake innocence. Her blue eyes were shaded with just the right hint of mascara and just below her pert little nose was a sensuous mouth, coated in a hot pink gloss the glistened in the late afternoon sunlight. Her smile was a flash of pearly whites. His heart skipped a beat as she licked her lips, waiting for his reply. Actually the little bimbo didn't need a reply. She could see the admiration and lust gleam in his deep blue eyes.

      He stuttered, "P-please come in!" 

      She entered the completely opened doorway and her giggle was like the sounds of early spring. 

      "That's my line, darlink!"

      Keith smirked, "I mean you are welcome."

      He shut the door and the bewitching little creature was in his arms, stealing a long kiss from her new, soon to be lover. His hands explored the softness of her back. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her flesh felt hot under the white silk blouse that so skimpily covered her busty torso.

      She finally broke the kiss. "I have zee suitcases in my car. Do you vant me to stay zee while? Hmmmm?"

      He grinned and nodded, temporarily bereft of speech. In a few minutes he'd placed her two large suitcases in his bedroom. As he watched, she pulled down her mid thigh skirt and then unbuttoned her blouse. The hottie wasn't wearing anything under her now discarded clothing except for some calf high white stockings that little girls usually wore. Although Gretchen was petite, being two inches shorter than five feet in height, it looked to Keith that she sported a pair of tits that were at least 34 c in shape. She was obviously excited because her nipples were super stiff and her shaved cunt looked juicy and moist even from three feet away.

      Gretchen giggled, "I think it's time ve got better acquainted, don't you?"

      He pushed a button on his DVD player and some Fifty Cent Rap began to pound its hypnotic beat into the plush bedroom. By now he'd stripped down as well and unable to restrain his impulses any further he pulled the yellow haired nymphette to him on the clean sheets of his bed.

      Her voice was husky and shook with anticipation. "Ve'll talk later! Just fill me!"

      Her little fingers gripped his cock and she guided him inside her oozing cunny as she straddled him. His hands crushed her shapely breast and then he was all the way inside her!

      Her voice became husky with the sudden fire of urgent passion. "Ooooo, my goot God! Fuck hard! Oh ya! Ahuh! Ahuh! Ahuh! Ya! Ya! Like dat!" 

      His cock had never quite felt anything like it before. Her gripping pussy added tightness to what was already a tiny hole. He felt her inner lusts as she squirmed and jerked extremely hard on him with every one of her mischievous down strokes.

      She squealed, "You like zee flesh? You like zee vay I fuck zee big cock?"