We met in a coffee shop- not one of those artsy-fartsy ones with poetry readings and crap like that- just your average greasy spoon diner kind of place. I make the distinction because Kelly was coming on like biker bitch from Sluttown and her choice of place was part of that. I knew her slightly from school- I graduated the year she got together with Mr. Eastwood- but I don't think she remembered me. It certainly wasn't important to her mission that night. Her mission was to get fucked- hard, hot and nasty and generally be treated like a piece of meat.

I was hardly the Alpha male in the place that night, but a couple of winks cleared the way for me to pretend. I think the other guys hoped to be amused by watching me play the swagger and pick up. I had a couple of moves I thought would make them proud of me. I stalked over and grabbed me a handful of her denimed butt. "That's real prime," I said as I squeezed her ass, "I'd like to slice me off a pound of that filet."

She didn't protest. She just turned slowly to face me and said, "Some people are careful about who's their butcher. You think you can handle the job?"

I stepped up close, put my other hand on her other cheek and said, "Babe, I've got it covered."

I had stepped between her legs to keep her from kicking me in the nuts if that was her plan, but she had better ideas. She wrapped her legs around my hips, reached up for my shoulders and pulled herself up against me.

"Hope I'm not too much for you," she taunted as she hung on my body.

When she had taken the little hop off the stool, my hands had instinctively given her butt a boost and now I was holding her crotch against my crotch as she twined around me. It was a different kind of pick up. Hoping to continue my smooth cover and give the guys a real show, I turned her toward the door and started to carry her out. "I think that will take some testing. I better take you to my shop," I told her as I headed for the door.

She only giggled as I struggled to make her weight seem nothing as I carried her out. I was stuck a little since I didn't have a place I wanted to take her, but a pleading glance over her shoulder to a friend took care of that. He knew I didn't have a place to take her, so he clipped the keys to his truck to my wallet chain as I carried her by. It was a Peterbilt. Great place for a truck fuck. I had set her down after I had pinned her against the doorframe and ground my now hard dick against the crotch of her jeans for a while. Now I led her to the back of the cab and gave her a two-handed squeeze as she climbed up in front of me. We didn't have to act quite so tough now that we were alone and she giggled as I goosed her.

When I followed her into the back, I had one little thing to take care of to pay back my friend. I had to find his PC and get it turned on. He drove too much and made too much and had nothing to spend the money on but hi-tech toys. I once told him he should get a job in computers, but he said he couldn't take the pay cut. But his PC was like a biker's full-dressed hog, bells, chimes, whistles, fog-horns and all. All I had to do was flip the switch and I knew he could remote from the Newton in his pocket.

I clicked it on along with the lights in the back of the cab and my thoughts quickly turned to other things. Kelly hadn't been wasting the four or five seconds it had taken me to deal with the switches. She had gotten her tank top off and had her jeans down over her butt. As I watched, she peeled them off and then lay back naked on the bed. She didn't stay there long. As soon as I got busy with the buttons on my shirt, she popped up and started opening my pants. Together, we had me naked in a minute and then she was pushing me down on my back. It wasn't the kind of control you resented, because she was just trying to clear the path to my cock, which she promptly put in her mouth.

I could only think of three possibilities as her lips slid down my swollen stem. A. she was the best natural cocksucker ever, B. she had picked up a lot with practice, C. both A and B apply. And every bob of her head was making me think C was the right answer. She didn't waste me. I think her sucking was just a way of teasing me with things to come. All too quickly she sat up and grinned evilly.

"Are you ready to show me what you can do with a rump roast? I want you inside me," she simpered.

I was expecting her to roll over on her hands and knees, but she just rolled back and pulled her legs up and apart. I wondered how a position like that was going to keep her a virgin, but I decided it would be more fun to find out than to puzzle about it.

Well, it wasn't like she was leaving anything to chance. She just knew her body better than I did and she was practiced in her art of deception. When I climbed over her and tried to put my dick in her pussy, she pulled her knees back a little farther and I slipped down between her asscheeks.

She must have wanted me to try again because the second time she pulled her pussy up out of my way pulled her asshole directly in line with my cock and I nudged in a millimeter or two before I pulled back.

"What's the matter? You know you want it." she chided as I held my position poised above her.

It was a deadly combination of art and craft as she artfully aroused my testosterone with her teasing and then showed her seductive craft by wetting her forefinger and running it around her asshole. The saliva made the brown pucker shine and then she slowly slipped the tip of her finger inside and made little fuck motions. Then she laid back and left it to me to ram her full of cock.

At least that's how she made me feel. The actual sticking of my cock in her ass was less showy. It started in real good, but the lack of any real lubrication brought me up short. I was going to have to fight for it. I wasn't in the fight alone. She fought right back at me by pushing her ass at my advancing hardon. It was slow but it was a good fight. By the time I had settled against her ass, we were both sweating pretty good and I felt like king of the jungle. We had pushed the pink canoe upstream against stubborn resistance and now I was deep in the heart of the headwaters. We strained against each other a while to push the last millimeters inside her asshole and then she pulled back and pushed at me.

"That was great, but I don't want to have to go through that all night. Take it out for a second," she said.

I was disappointed. I pulled out of her and she went scavenging in her pants. When she came up with a small tube of K-Y, I knew what kind of an animal she was. She could have made it easy, but she wanted me to fight to drill her dry. Now she squirted a little jelly on my dick and a lot into her asshole and resumed her position. It was good when it went in easy, too. She let me hit bottom again and then she tried to straighten out her legs. "Lean back, I'll show you something," she said.

I dropped back on my heels and she laid her legs over my legs and proceeded to pull her ass up onto my cock. It was a lot different than bending over a babe and drilling it up the back door. I got to participate, but I wasn't in charge. I was limited to ramming my cock up her ass with sharp tilts of my pelvis, since lifting up only pushed her farther away because of the way her thighs lay over mine. But that's not to say she didn't do her share of slamming her ass into me, grabbing my cock with her ass rather than just taking what I gave her. We worked at that for a little while and then she pulled her legs back up.

"I want it hard and I want it now," she demanded and put her legs over my shoulders.

God! Me too! I grabbed her legs just below the knees and started to plow her asshole with long, hard strokes. After all the preliminaries, it felt just that much better to be finally sliding my aching cock in and out of the tight grip of her rectum. But she still wasn't done with her tricks.

"Tell me when you're going to cum," she burbled as I bounced the words with my pounding against her butt.

Thirty seconds later and the request would have been too late. It certainly didn't give me time to think about her motives. I heaved against her a few more times and then told her I was cumming. She pulled her legs away from me and her asshole off my cock in the most surprising thing she had done to date. I was about to protest, but I couldn't get out a sound before she was back- this time mouth end first on my ready to burst prick.

I hadn't lied. I was so ready to cum that she hardly had time enough to slide her mouth down my cock before I let it fly. That didn't seem to worry her. I came and she kept on sucking. I came some more and her head kept bobbing in perfect time. She sucked me while I emptied my balls down her throat and then just held me in her mouth, running her tongue around my dick. It made me twitch it felt so good. When I finally thought I could speak without my voice breaking, I said, "Well, I was right about the quality of that rump." "Then I guess I've got to say that you handled it pretty well," she answered.

That was it for the small talk. We got dressed and went our ways. The next thing was an ovation when I went back in the coffee shop to give my friend his keys back. "I just wished I could have taped it," he grinned and then explained that he had been able to hook a feed from his computer's camera to the tv in the cafe. I guess I was famous now.