Lillian's Business

He dropped his cigarette that he just lit...stepped on it and saw the red lighted letters,"BAR AND GRILL" reflecting on his shining new black shoes. He rubbed his chin for a few seconds and swung! The back of his hand hit her in the mouth and nose so hard that the smack sound captured peoples attention from across the street. She stumbled and screamed,"You son-of a-bitch" as blood oozed and made it look like her cheap red lipstick was melting.

He shouted,"Shut up whore...you're not getting paid for conversation...I bought you for the night...the next time you call somebody a hoodlum...make sure you are around somebody who can protect your ignorant ass!" He then grumbled,"I am a business man who does a little killing on the side."

He looked around at a few people who were walking towards them and said loudly,"Jackson Dice is my name." He reached inside his coat as if to pull a gun and said,"OK heroes...who wants to take home a little lead to momma?" They all backed away as he grinned and said,"I thought so." He ran his fingers across the brim of his gray Fedora....pulled it down a little in the front and said,"Get in the fuckin' car" as a black limousine pulled up.

She wiped the blood from her chin and mouth with a pink handkerchief as she clumsily got in. He got in beside her...took her right hand gently and kissed it. He softly said,"Lillian....Lillian...I am a hard man...you don't call me names...my father called me names until I adjusted his parental shortcomings with a hand full of salt and an art deco kitchen chair."

Lillian looked at him with a blank stare and with a shaking voice said,"OK Jackson....I'll never call you anything but Jackson." Jackson told the driver to head for the Leland Hotel as he put his hand slowly up Lillian's lace lined, satin red skirt. Moving from side to side and leg to leg...he pulled her white panties down to her knees.

He stripped off his pin striped jacket revealing a vest holster with two 38 caliber guns. He quickly pulled his pants past his knees and his massive member was still rising. Lillian's eyes opened wide as she scooted closer to the door saying,"Oh my...I have never seen one so big!" Jackson smiled and said,"Get over here....sit on my lap." As she squirmed and lifted her skirt up...he grabbed her leg and pulled her on top of him with her back to his chest.

She reached between her legs with both hands and began to position his member inside her. He pushed up and she cried,"Wait...damn..that hurts...please let me do it!" Lillian was breathing hard as she slowly lowered herself on to him. She grabbed the top of the front seat and saw the driver grinning in the mirror. She began to move up and down a little but cried that it hurt too bad. Jackson lifted her off of him and said,"That's OK...we can finish in my suite...I have some oil there...you can take it...trust me baby."

Lillian pulled her skirt back down and stuffed her panties in her purse. Jackson pulled his pants up and put his jacket back on. Jackson began a conversation about the Chicago Cubs with the driver as Lillian stared out the window....worried that his massive member might injure her. She had used oil before with a man who was just a couple of inches shorter though.

In a few minutes, they were being let out in front of the Leland Hotel. Jackson flipped the door man a fifty dollar bill as he said,"Good evening Mr. Dice." Jackson grinned and said back,"You call me now Jonesy...any suits come in here...you ring my room." The door man nodded and smiled at Lillian as she walked by him.

As soon as they got in the room...Jackson told her to take her clothes off. As Lillian undressed...he went to the bathroom and came out with a jar of oil. He kicked his shoes off..dropped his pants and laid back on the bed. Lillian asked,"Aren't you going to get all naked?" Jackson said,"I never take off my guns..unless I am bathing."

She got up on the bed and began to fondle his member. She could feel the blood pumping into it. He handed her the oil and she dipped her fingers in the jar. As she covered his member with oil...it began to stiffen and throb. It was as long and almost as thick as her forearm. She cupped some oil in her hand and covered the inside lips of her vagina. She started to mount him forward but he told her to turn around facing the end of the bed. She smiled and did as he said.

She grabbed his knee with her left hand to balance herself, then began to insert his member inside her with her right hand. She eased about three quarters of the way down...took a deep breath and went the full length. There was a little pain but not near as bad as before. She slowly moved up and down as they both moaned. She began to move a little faster and he began to raise his hips in motion. He reached up...grabbed her wrists and locked his legs over hers.

He began bucking like a wild horse. Her mid length blond hair was dancing with every thrust. He was bucking her so hard that he could see more than half of his member as he backed out of her each time. They were moaning, panting and screaming. She felt the throb and saw his toes bend. She felt a warm squirt inside her. He let go of her wrists...stiffened his legs and screamed with a growling "Yes!"

Lillian put her hands on his legs...pushed hard with her legs and back flipped behind him. His massive member was still squirting and his fists were clinched. She landed with his head between her knees. She quickly pulled his guns from the holsters. She stuck a gun in each of his ears.

As the last of the sperm shot up and landed on his pin striped jacket...he shouted in anger,"What the fuck are you doing...are you fucking crazy..bitch?" She twisted each gun a little upwards...positioned her face directly over his face and said,"Sad..the last thing you got to shoot was your big dick...oh...and yes... I am a whore...who does a little killing on the side."