Chapter 6: Peggy

I pulled up to the front of my house, and we got out of the car. Peggy was looking at the place as I came around the car and took her hand. “I can’t believe how nice you’ve got it looking, Jerry. I’ll bet the view from your bedroom is beautiful.”

“It’s nice,” I said lamely. I hadn’t really seen it myself yet, except for a couple of quick glances.

“I used to see you up there on that ladder working on it...” She shivered. “I don’t know how you could do anything standing on a ladder three stories up in the air! I’d be hanging on for dear life!”

It really rocked me, hearing Peggy talk about something that I had never done, but it did convince me that Genie’s magic was as complete as she said it was.

I let her in the front door and she looked around. “I wish that I could keep my place as nice and clean as this,” she said, dropping her purse on a chair.

“Yeah, well...” I mumbled.

“Can I see the new bedroom? You haven’t showed it to me since you started framing it.”

“Um, yeah, sure. Why not?” I led the way upstairs and into the master suite.

“Oh wow! Jerry, it’s gorgeous!” Peggy was open mouthed with surprise. She looked around, wide eyed as she took it all in. “God, Jerry, I didn’t know you had such good taste. Everything just goes together so well!”

“Yeah, well, I had help.” I admitted.

“You’d better hang on to her, whoever she is!” Peggy laughed. “She has exquisite taste!”

“Yeah, well...” I said.

Peggy spotted the bar and headed for it, asking, “Do you want a drink? I know I need one!” She stepped behind the bar and found and filled a pair of shot glasses with a generous slug of Whistle Pig’s Boss Hog. She handed one to me and raised hers as I leaned against the bar.

“To cousins, to brave, gutsy, always there when you need them cousins.” she said and hammered her shot down. I followed suit, draining my shot glass and slamming it down on the bar. “Oh, that’s better,” she whispered, standing there with her eyes closed, feeling the liquor burn its way down her throat. And then she swiftly made two drinks, a vodka tonic for me and a gin and tonic for herself.

She handed me my drink, and then walked towards the bed, kicking off her shoes as she moved. “Do you mind?” she asked, setting down her drink on the nightstand and sitting on the bed. “It looks so comfy, I just gotta try it out.”

“Sure, go ahead.” I said, following her over to the bed.

She swung her legs up and lay down. “Oh, Jerry, this is wonderful!” she sighed, stretching like a cat.

“I’m glad you like it,” I laughed. I slapped her hip lightly and said; “Now move over a little and let an old man sit down.”

She giggled and moved enough so that I could sit on the edge of the bed. I took a healthy pull from my drink and set it next to hers and then looked at her.

As I said before, Peggy is twenty-six years old. Right now, she’s living in her rented condo by herself, having split with her latest boyfriend a little less than a year ago.

She is a good looking woman with a bright smile that puts dimples in her cheeks and makes her eyes dance. Her brown hair is thick and shoulder length, her eyes are brown, and she has a narrow, tipped up nose that wrinkles when she laughs. Her teeth are even and white, thanks to the braces that embarrassed her so much when she was a youngster. Her lips remind me of Jessica Alba’s, plush and beautiful. She’s a big girl, around five feet, ten or eleven inches tall and quite frankly, she’s stacked. She has lush, full breasts, probably thirty-eight C’s or D’s, a slender waist, comparatively speaking, and a womanly, heart shaped ass. She’s put on some weight since she broke up with her boyfriend, she’s probably thirty pounds overweight now but all that the extra weight has done is to give her a voluptuously rounded figure.

Tonight she was wearing a ‘wife beater’ tee shirt with a light, gauzy button down short sleeve shirt over it and hanging open, a pair of tight shorts and shoes with three-inch heels. Her tee shirt showed a truly impressive amount of cleavage and the shorts fit her perfectly. She wasn’t one of those people that continue to cram themselves into their old clothes after they’ve gained weight and bulge out of them. Her clothing fit her like a second skin.

The bar she works at is a college bar and she quickly learned to dress to emphasize her figure. She does extremely well in tips, making more money selling drinks than she’ll ever make doing somebody’s books.

“Why didn’t you call the cops when that guy started causing trouble?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” she said quietly. “Things went bad so quickly, and I only had a few seconds to use the phone. Calling you was the first thing I thought of.”

I really couldn’t fault her for that, I suppose. I hadn’t called the cops either and I hadn’t been the one in danger, at least not until I walked into that bar.

“Well, it’s a good thing I was out and about tonight.” I sighed and then looked at her. “Next time, call the cops first, ok? They’re trained for that kind of shit. And Lord knows, you get enough attention from them as it is.”

She gave me a crooked little grin and shimmied her shoulders, shaking her tits at me. “And whose fault is that?”

I raised an eyebrow at her and then chuckled. When she had first started working there, she had been surprised to see that the beat cops regularly stopped into the bar, checking things out. I had told her to flirt with them a little, and see if she couldn’t get them to swing by when she was ready to leave the place and go home. It had worked like a charm; they stopped in a few times a night and there was always at least one cop around to see her safely to her car at the end of the night.

She sat up and looked at me. “You’re always there for me,” she said softly. “You always have been. When my bike was broken or a toy needed to be put together for Christmas, it was always you that did it for me.” She took my hand and held it tightly. “You taught me how to drive and you helped daddy pick out the right car for me, and you kept it running...” Her other hand came up and she cupped my cheek with it as her eyes searched mine. “You’ve been my very own Guardian Angel for my whole life,” she whispered.

And then she leaned forward and her lips were on mine, soft and warm. Her hand slid off my cheek and around to the back of my head, and her fingers combed through my hair and tightened. She backed away a little bit, looked into my eyes a second time and then kissed me again, her hand holding my face to hers. She groaned softly and I could feel her tongue against my lips. I let it through and she slipped it deep into my mouth, finding mine and exploring my mouth.

She moaned again and she moved my hand to her breast, pressing it firmly against the lush globe of her tit, her swiftly erecting nipple a hot dot on the palm of my hand. She lay back, pulling me with her and I sank down onto her ripe young body, kissing her back now, my tongue and hers dueling in her mouth as I caressed the mounds of her breasts. She broke our kiss as I slid my hand into the deep vee of her tee shirt, popped open the clasp of her skimpy bra and lifted her sumptuous tits out through the stretched neckline of her wife beater.

“Yes,” she breathed, pushing my head down her body. “Oh, yes Jerry!” I kissed my way up the slope of her breast and licked around her erect nipple, and then sucked it into my mouth, lashing it with my tongue and chewing it lightly.

And then I felt her hand on my cock, palming it through the cotton of my shorts for a moment or two before she started fumbling for the zipper. She rolled us to our sides and found my lips with hers again, kissing me with growing passion as I mauled her spectacular tits, kneading them and teasing her growing nipples with my fingers.

‘Genie!’ I called out in my head.

‘Yes Master?’

‘Just like before, please,’ I thought, ’except make my cock the optimum size for pleasing her and keep it there.’

‘It is done, Master.’

‘Thank you, babe... ‘

I teased and played with Peggy’s flamboyantly voluptuous body for ten long, wonderful minutes, arousing her and bringing her to the ragged edge of her climax and keeping her there. Every part of her lush, curvaceous body fell victim to my lewd attentions. I reveled in in her, tasting every square inch of her luxuriously full breasts and kissing my way down to her sensuously rounded belly, tonguing her deeply indented belly button and then moving on.

I dug my fingers into the slot that split the fleshy mound of her sex as I kissed and licked the tender skin of her inner thighs and then I opened her shorts and peeled them off of her, and buried my nose in her panty-clad pussy, inhaling the scent of her.

“Oh Christ!” she groaned as her fingers pulled aside the crotch of her panties, baring her succulent, honeyed snatch to my voracious mouth. “Eat me, Jerry!” she begged. “Suck my pussy!”

I looked up the length of her writhing body to her face as she peered at me over the heaving mounds of her breasts, and then I spread open the tight hole of her delectable snatch with my thumbs and drove my tongue into her, my upper lip grinding against the erect spire of her big clit.

She shrieked and fell back to the bed, her legs spreading wide and her hands pulling my face hard against her mound. It only took a few minutes for her to reach her first orgasm. I lapped frantically at her creaming cunt as she bucked it against my mouth while her climax roared through her.

And then it was my turn to groan as Peggy got my shorts open and found my rigid cock with her soft, cool hands. “Oh dear God!” she breathed, “It’s so fuckin’ big!” I looked down at it and got something of a shock myself; my cock was huge, at least ten inches long and thicker than my wrist.

‘Jesus, Peggy must really like big cocks,’ I thought to myself.

I kicked off my shorts and underwear, got up on my knees and pulled her tee shirt off of her, baring all of her succulent body to my eyes. She leaned forward and cupped her breasts together, trapping my cock in her deep, warm cleavage. I fucked her tits for a few moments, Peggy bowing her head and sucking the drooling head of my cock as it appeared out of the lush valley between her tits.

I sank down onto her and she tangled her fingers in my hair, pulling me into a dizzying kiss as she fell to her back, taking me with her. And then I was between her widespread legs and she was writhing under me, scrubbing her shaved mound against the underside of my cock. She broke our kiss and gasped, “Fuck me, Jerry! Oh, please, fuck me!”

I rose up and she reached down and grabbed my cock, stroking it roughly and aiming it at her drooling snatch. She swabbed the leaking head of my rod through her labia and seated it at the mouth of her canal and then she looked up at me and gasped, “Fuck it into me, Cuz! Put that fuckin’ monster in me and fuck me with it!”

So I did.

I reared back and rammed my cock into her, right to my balls in one savage stroke. She screamed and spasmed mightily under me, her arms and legs coming around me and holding me in a death grip as a titanic climax took her. It was more than a minute before her arms and legs loosened enough for me to start moving. I braced my legs and did just that, starting slowly and gaining speed as she began to fuck me back.

I watched the expression of lust on Peggy’s face deepen as I fucked her, my thick, Genie-enhanced cock filling and stretching her tight, wet cunt with each stroke, causing her to cry out, panting and bucking beneath me in paroxysms of sheer, wanton lust. She clawed at my back, leaving livid red marks as her long fingernails dug into my skin, but I never even noticed them until later. I was too engrossed in ramming my cock up Peggy’s tight clenching cunt to feel anything except the snug, wet heat of her pussy squeezing so tightly around my pounding rod. Her hips moved in rhythm with my rapid strokes, corkscrewing her cunt onto me even as her ass bounced up and down to meet my stabbing cock, while her honeyed tunnel squeezed it in hot, rippling waves. Her pussy felt like it was on fire; it was slick with her oils and her erect clit stuck out like a little dick, riding against the shaft of my cock.

“Oh, God! You darling man!” Peggy squealed, savoring the sensation of my thick cock as it slammed repeatedly into her up-thrust cunt. “What a gorgeous big cock! Jesus, I should’a fucked you years ago!”

My plum sized cock head prodded her cervix every time I slammed it into her quivering belly while she threw her cunt up at me as hard as she could. I grabbed her bouncing tits with both hands and fucked her even harder, skewering her mercilessly on my turgidly erect cock.

“Do you like it, Peg?” I grunted, fucking her as deeply as I could. “Do you like my hard cock in your hot cunt, baby?” Her eyes bulged as she felt my enormous rod fucking so deeply into her pussy, my cum-bloated balls slapping lewdly against the silky smooth skin of her ripe ass.

“Aah, God! I love it, Jerry! Ohh, fuck me, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me good and hard!” she gurgled. “Give it to me! Make me feel your big fat cock!”

I looked down between our bodies, watching my prick fuck in and out of her cunt. The soft, smooth lips of her shaved box clung to the glistening shaft of my cock, and more of her creamy oils were being pumped out of her with every punishing thrust. I loved the way her cunt clenched and gripped me, and the more I watched, the more my arousal mounted.

“Oh, God, Peggy!” I groaned. “You’re so fuckin’ hot! I can’t take it any more! I’m gonna cum!”

“No, no! Not yet, Jerry!” she gasped. “Hold on just a little longer! I’m almost there!”

Sobbing in ecstasy, Peggy lifted her legs, drawing her knees back and tipping her cunt up to my hammering cock, trying to get the extra stimulation to set off her climax. The pounding of my hips made her tits shake like Jello as she churned her ass in a sexual frenzy, mewling and whimpering as she hunched her box up at me. Her hot, wet pussy was driving me over the edge, grabbing at my cock as I pulled back and stretching to take me deep when I rammed it back into her spasming belly. I was close to orgasm; only a few more strokes and I would be cumming in her.

“Peggy! Oh, Jesus! I can’t help it baby, I’m gonna cum! Cum with me, Peg! Cum with me!”

She drew her knees further back, offering her pussy to the savage thrusts of my straining cock. “Do it!” she screamed. “Cum in me, Jerry! Cum in me!”

And we both exploded into orgasm. I was grunting with every pile driving thrust, my hips pumping back and forth, my swollen cock stretching and filling her cunt with hot, throbbing man meat. She lifted her hips high, groaning in shameless ecstasy as I rammed my spurting cock deep into her convulsing belly. She grabbed my ass and pulled me into her as hard as she could, her body stiffening as her climax detonated, her sodden pussy squeezing and gripping my cock, milking my load out of me. She screamed while she came, bucking wildly against me, her hands clawing at my ass, still trying to get my rod as deeply into her spasming, twitching cunt as she possibly could.