There usually comes a time in people's lives when they feel like breaking away from the humdrum existence of the workaday world.
They feel as if they're just going through the motions and they long for an idyllic paradise where the only codes of behavior they have to live by are their own.
But people that have such fantasies usually face reality and, instead, opt to live out their wildest dreams within the structured framework of the real world. They do this by letting go of inhibitions and allowing their bodies, instead of their minds, to set the course of their actions.
Some may call this kind of behavior foolhardy and irresponsible, but if these disbelievers really thought about it, they might find this lifestyle quite acceptable.
The uptight feeling which so often haunts man in this age of high technology would probably diminish if restraint was set aside and true emotions were allowed to take over.
The main character in THE WIFE'S HORNY URGE, takes this as her basic philosophy and the results are quite surprising.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Susan Cortney's pussy was on fire.
She looked at the man again and swallowed hard. His naked body, bronzed from the sun, made a sharp contrast to the lush growth of weeds and bushes. He looked almost god-like, muscular and good-looking. The last rays of the August sunset seemed to make him glow. The thunder shower of a few minutes before had left both him and the leaves glistening. His dark-brown hair was plastered to his head.
"Well?" he asked, giving her a wide grin as he brushed a damp strand of hair away from his brown eyes. "You gonna do it, or not?"
Only then did Susan face the reality of the situation, what had brought them to these bushes while her husband and his wife waited in the car down below.
All four had raced down Tower Mountain when the storm hit, Susan's husband and Bob's wife leading the way. Susan would have easily beat them all, but she had heard a yelp from behind her. Bob had tripped and hit a hollow tree, and unfortunately for him, a nest of yellow jackets had been disturbed. One of them stung him on the ass.
"You hurt?" she had asked, noticing the swarm forming.
"My ass," Bob grunted, slapping at the angry insects.
"Through here," Susan said, grabbing his arm and shoving him toward the bushes.
They had run through the woods, finally outdistancing the yellow jackets, and fallen to the damp, mossy ground, laughing.
"Right on my ass," Bob said, his pride hurt more than anything else. "Little bastard." He moved to one side and winced. "Shit, I think the stinger is still in there."
That's when it had happened. Innocently, at first, but when he pulled his jeans down and rolled over for her to remove the stinger, Susan found her eyes going over the curve of his ass to the area between his legs. Even from the back, she could tell he had a lot to offer a girl from the way his huge nuts pressed against the tight material of his shorts.
She had touched that bulge, and then for absolutely no reason, she had lowered her face and kissed the small of his back. He was warm, salty, alive.
When he turned, after flinching beneath her kiss, he had stared at her for what seemed an eternity. His eyes took in the sensuous beauty of her figure, the loveliness of her oval face. His glance was open, honest.
"You're very beautiful," he had said, reaching out. He ran his fingers through the wet strands of blonde hair, then touched the hollow of her throat. Slowly, he moved his hand to her tits, drawing circles around the taut projections of her nipples. "I'll bet you're beautiful all over," he added, leaning forward, kissing her on the mouth.
While their tongues met and danced like angry snakes, they fumbled with each other's clothes. When they were naked, their embrace was hard, demanding. Bob pulled back and grinned at her.
"This is a hell of a place to have an affair, isn't it?" he laughed. "Halfway down a goddamned mountain in Hot Springs, Arkansas, with your husband and my wife waiting down below."
"We're having an . . . affair?" Susan asked quietly, still wrapped up in the dream-like quality of what had happened.- "I think so," Bob laughed, kissing her on the mouth again. "But it usually takes two," he added. "You gonna do it?"
Susan was silent, feeling her heart thunder in her breast. God, what would Brian say if he came walking through the woods? Or, Bob's wife?
"We're alone," Bob said, reading her thoughts. "Just you and me and some mean-assed yellow jackets."
"Does it still hurt?" Susan asked, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. It still wasn't too late to stop this insanity, to grab her clothes and run.
"It won't, if you kiss it," Bob said, pulling her down. He turned slightly to one side and pressed her face against his hip. "You can kiss me all over, baby," he murmured, reaching for her tits with his other hand.
When Susan felt the hard muscularity of his body, inhaled the heady aroma of his crotch, she didn't care any longer. Her pussy was throbbing like it would fall out!
"I'll kiss you all over," she whispered, brushing her lips over toward his ass. "Every . . . great big . . . inch!"
As she nibbled on the taut flesh of his ass cheeks, she grasped his thick, meaty cock. Slowly, she began jacking the loose foreskin over the enormous ball, feeling his shaft pulsate and swell inside her palm. Her throat ached almost as badly as her cunt.
"Suck me," Bob said, lying back and spreading his legs. "Then I'll do you."
Susan quickly positioned herself between his legs and lowered her face to his crotch. She grasped his cock with both hands and aimed the tip of it toward her open mouth. Even before she tasted it, she knew it would be delicious. It was a big cock, richly veined, slightly curved, darker than the rest of him, a beautiful monster.
She closed her eyes and sucked the end of his cock, the tip of her tongue squeezing the foreskin. When the acrid flavor of dried piss and cum hit the back of her throat, she gave a yelp of hungry pleasure.
"Take it all, cocksucker," Bob said, pressing against the back of her head with both hands. He thrust his hips upward, then bent his knees. He watched his entire cock ease between her lips, felt it throb into hugging warmth. "Oh . . . fuck!" he gasped, rocking back and forth, holding her down harder. "That's so goddamned good! All of it, baby. Suck me ... all the way in!"
When Susan's lips touched the wiry texture of his crotch hair, she felt her insides grow even more buttery. A stinging sensation swept around the entrance of her cunt, causing her to groan with ecstasy. She pulled up toward the end of his prick and lunged back down, digging her chin between his cum-filled balls. Her forehead slapped his stomach noisily.
She held herself there for several seconds, then spit his cock out. When it flopped onto his stomach with a dull thud and rolled slightly to one side, she flicked the tip of her tongue over his furry balls. They were swollen, vibrating with what she knew would be a delicious load of hot jism.
"I love sucking cum," she murmured. "Mmmmmmm, gallons and gallons of it."
"My kind of lady," Bob laughed.
Susan looked through the dark-brown bush of crotch hair at his handsome face and smiled. This is how it used to be, before she'd gotten married. Happy, carefree, fun. Odd, how sex in a marriage could become a duty, an obligation, even with someone as terrific as Brian. She suddenly felt free, alive, almost part of the woods that enfolded them.
"I do just about everything," she grinned, moving her lips back to his cockhead. "I just hope you do, too." Bob was about to reply, but his words became locked in his throat. She gulped down his cock furiously, then pursed her lips. She drew herself back up slowly, working her tongue around his shaft, then back down. He felt the base of his cock throb almost violently, ready to burst with cum.
"God ... let me have yours, too," he grunted, getting to his knees. "If you're gonna lick cock like that, you need some kind of reward."
He crawled over her body, his head toward her feet, and lowered his crotch down on her face. When he felt her mouth gulp around his prick, he bit into the furry patch of blonde hair that haloed her slick, glistening cunt hole.
"Wow!" he gasped. "Hotter than a fucking firecracker!"
He placed his hands on the sides of her mound of pussy and tugged at the loose folds of skin. When her entrance spread wider, giving him a view of the pink, frothy insides, he jabbed his tongue fully inside.
"Mmmmffffff!" Susan grunted, jerking her hips upward. A massive convulsion of raw pleasure pierced her insides, causing her rim of muscle to tighten around Bob's tongue.
"Like it, don't you, baby?" Bob growled, releasing his hands, letting her cunt close in over his nose and chin. "Mmmmmm, so do I. Just love the fuck out of eating hot pussy."
Although Susan couldn't hear his words-they were mere vibrations inside her body-she knew he was just as hungry as she was. She began pumping her ass up and down with furious strokes. At the same time, she gobbled up and down his cock for all she was worth, using every trick she knew.
Seconds later, her climax began to build, causing a tremendous pressure inside her cunt. She began bucking and writhing more passionately, tearing at his bobbing ass with her nails. A tiny drop of searing fluid oozed from his cockhead and etched the back of her throat. Suddenly, she froze, experiencing one of the most delicious sensations she'd ever known. Her orgasm seemed to burn up and down her spine between her cunt and throat, finally exploding inside her brain.
"Fucking . . . Christ!" Bob gasped, feeling her pussy yank on his tongue until he thought it would be pulled out by the roots. "You are one cock-loving bitch, aren't you! Well ... see if you like some hot cum, baby."
He'd barely gotten the words out when he felt his nuts burst, sending a pulsating stream of creamy cum up the center of his prick. Before the juices exploded from his cockhead, he slammed down hard, completely impaling his prick between her tonsils. He yelled loudly into her cunt when the first squirt spewed into, the back of her throat.
"Aaaaghhhh!" Susan gurgled, choking on the enormous amount of jism that shot from his cock. She tried swallowing it, but even in her frenzied hunger, she couldn't take it all. Some of the molten cum blasted upward, behind her nose, then streamed from both nostrils. Other globs sloshed into her cheeks, swept between her teeth. She screamed out another agonized yell of pleasure as the full force of his cum hit her throat.
"Suck it, cunt," Bob groaned into her throbbing pussy. "Eat my cock dry! I want you to chew me down and . . . and . . . suck, cocksucker! Suck!"
Susan relaxed the muscles of her throat and lay back, letting the force of gravity pull the rest of his jism into her stomach. When he finally stopped blowing his load, she exhaled loudly, spitting a glistening stream of cum from the corner of her mouth.
"Ahhhhh, that was . . . fucking nice," Bob whispered, relaxing, crushing down on her face. He lay there for a few moments, then rolled to his side. "Baby, you ought to patent that mouth of yours. Shit, just like a pussy."
Susan wasn't even paying attention to what he was saying. Every ounce of her strength, her full attention was devoted to cleaning up his crotch.
"Mmmmmmm, cum and cock!" she whispered, licking furiously over his prick and balls, collecting the stray wads of jism. "Delicious! Fantastic!"
When he was totally free of the sticky juices, she kissed the side of his leg, then stroked his muscular stomach. She felt so satisfied, so warm and happy. In fact, she almost dozed off but was startled to an upright position when she heard her name called.
"It's Brian," she said quickly, scrambling for her clothes. "God, he sounds like he's right over there!"
They dressed as fast as firemen, then ran through the bushes toward the direction of the voices, giving each other naughty smiles.
"There you are," Brian said. "We got worried. Where were you?"
"Bob got stung by a yellow jacket," Susan offered, trying to sound casual. "And we ... " "We had to stop because it made me a little dizzy," Bob finished. "Susan was a good girl and held my hand."
"Oh, baby, did it hurt you?" Bob's wife asked. "What was it like?"
Bob shot Susan a look that only they could understand.
"Well," he began, "it throbbed for a little while, but the swelling soon went down."
Susan almost choked on her laughter. Then she ran down the path, the other three in close pursuit.
As the warm wind hit her face, she felt as if she could fly. The delicious flavor of jism was still in the back of her throat, her cunt still wet from Bob's kisses. It had been a perfect day.
"Wow, I gotta take you mountain climbing more often," her husband said when they reached the truck. "I've never seen you happier. So . . . well, pretty."
"Mmmmmmm, I feel so good," Susan said, hugging him. She looked over his shoulder at Bob. "Let's do this again real soon, OK?" she asked.
As Brian nodded his head, Bob did the same.
CHAPTER TWO
Susan tried to feel guilty when she looked into her husband's eyes, but she just couldn't. The romp in the woods with Bob had been something children would do.
Well, precocious children, she thought with a giggle.
Brian gave her a peck on the cheek and went into the bathroom to, "take care of the ol' teeth" as he always said. He would then do fifty sit-ups to "take care of the ol' stomach."
That was the problem with Brian, she thought.
He was always taking care of something as if he was a gardener and life was some big compost heap.
Just once, she wished he'd do something instead of taking care of it.
Still, she had no one to blame but herself. She had wanted the security of a husband, had been tired of flitting from one man to the other. And for three years she had been happy.
Complacent, anyway.
She had that old itch again, though, like she'd had in high school. She simply wanted to have fun. She closed her eyes and remembered some of the crazy things she had done.
What was the guy's name? Randy something or other. God, was he a good-looking stud! And the wild times they had.
She hugged herself, thinking about him, about that one particular day. They had broken into the principal's office and screwed right on the old fart's desk. She could still remember the embarrassed investigation when he demanded over the intercom the names of the people who had left a terrible "mess" on his important papers.
It would be so nice to go back, she thought. To see the old gang and Randy again. The last she'd heard, he had taken a banana boat to the Strait of Magellan, wherever the hell that was. He was probably dead someplace, buried under some goddamned coconut tree.
"Now to take care of the old stomach," Brian said, walking into the bedroom. He sat on the floor and braced his feet under the bed. "Fifty every night," he added.
Susan looked down at her husband and grinned. There were some advantages to taking care of yourself. At twenty-seven, he still had the body of a teenager, not an ounce of fat anywhere. In fact, his stomach looked like a rub board, hard and rippling with sharp angles. The rest of him looked just as good.
He was well over six feet, and besides being muscular, his handsome face with dark-brown eyes was framed with a shock of blue-black hair that any woman would kill for. His sculptured chest was covered with a lush grown of silky hair, sweeping down to a halo of wiry bush that surrounded his thick, meaty cock. His legs were powerful, well-shaped.
"Come to bed," she said hoarsely, "and take care of me." She ran her fingers through her long, silky blonde hair and licked the tip of her tongue over her even, white teeth. She looked at him with her green eyes, hoping he could read the hunger. "Don't you want to?" she added, spreading her long, shapely thighs.
"Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four," Brian grunted, ignoring her.
Oh well, she thought, lying back down. She would think about Randy, about Bob. She closed her eyes and saw that huge cock, the creamy masses of cum. She could even remember the acid-like taste as she swallowed. She shook suddenly, feeling her cunt muscles constrict.
"Mmmmmm," she groaned, touching her corn-colored patch of pussy hair. A delicate ripple burned around her cunt, causing an opaque drop of juice to seep into the loose folds of skin.
"Now to take care of my little girl," Brian said, rising. He got onto the bed and squeezed his knees between her parted thighs. "You ready, baby?" he asked, lowering his mouth to hers.
"You've got to be kidding," Susan panted, clutching his rounded ass with her fingers. "I've been ready for hours!"
When he eased his body fully down on hers, she felt his cock throb to life. A few seconds later, it was swollen to its full size, squeezing between them. She reached under his body with her right hand and grasped the thick slab of cock. Slowly, she guided the tip of it toward her puckered cunt and pressed it inside. Immediately, she cried out with pleasure.
"Fuck me!" she yelled, squirming beneath him, humping upward to suck more of his cock into her pussy. "Shove this big hard thing in me and fuck the living shit out of me, you bastard!"
"Jesus, what's gotten into you?" Brian asked, puzzled with her reaction.
"You, you big bull," Susan gasped. "And I want you in me all night long. Mmmmmmmm, everywhere!"
"We'll see," he whispered, nuzzling his lips into the hollow of her throat. "Just remember I gotta go to work tomorrow."
"Stay home," Susan said, moving more quickly beneath him. "Do something crazy. Let's fuck all night and then all day!"
Brian knew she had to be kidding, but still he enjoyed her obvious pleasure. He cupped her tits, then pushed them together until the rose-colored nipples buzzed as one.
"I'll take real good care of my baby tonight," he murmured, kissing her rubbery projections. "Gonna fuck you until you stay fucked."
With that, he began thrusting in and out of her pussy with growing speed. Soon his ass was a fleshy blur, every muscle in his hulking frame bulging. The room echoed with the smacking sounds of flesh on flesh.
"Oh ... yes!" Susan screamed out, digging her fingers into the crack of his ass, pressing him harder against her churning cunt. "Harder! Faster! Screw me to pieces, you bastard!"
She humped and jerked wildly, tearing her fingernails into his shitter as if trying to push his entire body inside hers. Then, when he held a steady, rapid rhythm, she felt the first of what she knew would be a delicious climax. She placed her hands behind his head and crushed his face over her tits.
"Baby, baby, baby," Brian murmured, licking her nipples, then biting into the delicate flesh. "You've got the tightest, hottest little pussy I've ever fucked."
"Aieeeeeee!" Susan shrieked, flinching wildly. A thundering spasm of raw ecstasy swept into her cunt, buttering-up her guts. When the pleasure peaked, sending a shower of warmth and satisfaction right to the tips of her toes, another climax formed, then burst around her convulsing cunt. She screamed again as she threw her head to one side.
"Take it, slut," Brian gurgled, nibbling hungrily on her tits, pumping in and out harder. "Take my cock, and fuck it right up to your cocksucking brains."
"Cock . . . cocksucking!" Susan whimpered, remembering Bob's rich mass of cum as it poured into her throat. "Don't fuck it in me," she panted.
"Blow it over my face! Fuck my mouth, too!"
"Jesus, you sure?" Brian asked, stopping all movement. He looked at her anguished expression, again wondering what had caused such raw lust.
"Yes," Susan said, tugging at his hulking frame. "I want cum all over my face!"
"Few . . . more seconds," Brian whispered, plunging back inside her cunt with his full weight. "If that's what you really want."
Susan lay beneath him, feeling the hunger in her throat become more than demanding. Would he ever cum! God, she couldn't wait. Every second was a delicious, agonizing eternity.
"Ready, baby?" Brian gasped, yanking his cock out of her pussy and quickly straddling her chest. "Oh . . . fuck, I sure hope you are. I... I . . . unhhhhhh!"
Susan watched mesmerized as his cock bobbed above her face. It was glistening with cunt juice, swollen like an angry snake. The tip of it was ballooning, the tiny cum hole opening like the aperture of a camera.
"Yesssssss!" she groaned, grabbing his shaft, jacking it wildly. Immediately, a thick glob of steamy jism shot from the end of his cock and slapped her between the eyes. "Mmmmmmm, yes!" she panted, stretching her tongue out.
As more of the milky cum burst from his cock, she rocked her head from side to side. Within seconds, her entire face was covered with thick streams. Some of the molten globs dripped to her ears, others slicked over her chin to her neck. Finally, the last of his load exploded, and he let himself down, pumping forcefully. The combination of hard cock and juicy cum over her face was enough to cause another lightning-like flash of orgasm to rip into Susan's guts.
"Mmmmmmmm, delicious," she gurgled, lapping at the wads of jism like a hungry animal. "Fuck me . . . stick it in . . . fuck . . . suck . . . mmmmmmm ..."
She wallowed her tongue over his cum-coated crotch, over her lips, savoring the delicious flavor, inhaling the steam. Then, when he stopped moving, exhausted, spent, she pushed him back and burrowed between his thighs. She scooped the liquid from her face and neck and ran her fingers up and down Brian's cock. When it was coated with the creamy wads, she licked them off, groaning as they etched the back of her throat.
"Fuck me now," she begged, running her fingers into the damp, blue-black hairs. "I . . . I want it so hard and fast, I . . . " "Hold on, baby," Brian chuckled, "don't you want this to last? You're gonna burn us both out in a few minutes."
"I don't care," she replied, sitting back on her haunches, her eyes glazed with lust. "Cock! I want cock!"
"Holy fuck," Brian said, shaking his head. He'd never seen her like this! She was suddenly like a cat on a fence! "Let me just get my breath," he added, reaching for her waist.
Susan simply couldn't wait. Her cunt was aching and throbbing more wildly than ever before. In her mind, visions of Bob and Randy, and a host of others danced. Their cocks were ripe, ready to be eaten, fucked.
"I want it!" she pleaded, pushing him to his back and straddling his chest. She jabbed her knees into his armpits and leaned forward, crushing her oozing cunt down on his face. When she felt his nose pierce into her crack, she gave a panther-like yell. "Fuck ... I have to have it!" she screamed.
Brian had little choice but to oblige. His face and neck were fully engulfed in her perfumed warmth, her cunt working over his nose and mouth like lips. He thrust his tongue out and buried it in the silky heat. Immediately, it was sucked farther inside.
"Chew my clit, you bastard," Susan said, grabbing the back of his head. "God, chew my whole pussy up and eat me! Eat me, you cunt-licking bastard!"
"God . . . damn," Brian whispered beneath her assault. "This thing's like a snapping turtle."
When he got over the initial shock of her move, he placed his hands at the sides of her cunt and pulled the loose folds of skin away from the opening. When her tiny clit bud came into view, he bared his teeth and scraped up and down the delicate shaft. It buzzed between his lips like an angry bee, swelling, becoming rock-hard.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Susan screamed, rolling into a ball and falling to her side. She wrapped her legs around his neck and locked her ankles together over his back. Using her full weight, she completely buried his face in her cunt. The most fantastic sensation she'd ever felt thundered in her pussy, peaked violently, then subsided to a dull ache.
"Aaaaghhhhhh!" she shrieked, then relaxed. "Oh ... oh ... oh .. . Godddddddd!" she panted, her chest heaving wildly.
She lay there for several moments, fighting sleep, then pulled away. When she saw her husband, his face glistening with her juices, she was filled with new strength. He, however, seemed dead to the world.
"Brian?" she asked, stroking his chest. "Brian, don't go to sleep. I want you."
A happy snore met her request.
Like a drunk person, Susan stumbled from the bed and walked into the living room. She lighted a cigarette and plopped down on the couch, inhaling the acrid smoke.
"Christ, but I used to have fun," she said to herself, taking another drag. "I remember fucking to all hours. Fucking until we couldn't fuck any more."
Now I'm just an old married woman, she thought. Something to be taken care of. Like a lawn or a carburetor.
She reached for the phone, suddenly, and dialed a number.
"Hello? Bob?" she said to the sleepy voice. "This is Susan. Want to come out and play?"
"Do you know what time it is?" Bob asked.
"I didn't call you for the time," she teased. "For something else. Wanna guess?"
"What about Brian?" Bob asked, getting interested.
"Why? You want to fuck him, too?" she giggled.
"Not hardly," he laughed. "But . . . where?"
"Tell you what," Susan said, thinking quickly. "There's a little park right by that Episcopal church on High Street. Meet me there in twenty minutes. We'll fuck on the merry-go-round."
"You're kidding," he laughed.
"No," she answered, "but I sure feel like a kid again."
CHAPTER THREE
Susan settled herself on the blanket she had brought and looked at Bob. In the rather dim,
amber light, his angular features were softened. Since the street light was to his back, his face was entirely dark. He could be anyone, she thought. Somehow, the idea made her more excited.
"Nice night," Bob said as he reached out and touched her shoulder. "Nice lady to be with, too," he added, pulling her close.
"You have any trouble getting away?" she asked, kissing him softly on the mouth. "I didn't. Brian was sleeping like a baby."
"Not much," Bob answered, "but we'll have to be careful. Somehow, I don't think they would understand."
"Make love to me," Susan whispered, stroking his chest. She inched her fingers toward the bulge in his jeans and patted the firm mound. "We didn't get to that, did we?"
"I thought you wanted it on the merry-go-round," Bob chuckled, pushing her to her back, then lying on top of her.
"This will do for starters," she murmured, squeezing her fingers around his trim waist. "Mmmmmm, right here under the stars. Fuck me, Bob. Make it like it used to be."
The man kissed her tenderly at first, but as his passion mounted, his tongue began digging in and out of her mouth like an angry snake. At the same time, he removed her clothing, then his. When they were both naked, he pulled her legs wide and planted his knees between them. His cock was throbbing, slapping his stomach. Slowly, he nudged forward, touching the glistening crack of her pussy with the underside of his cock.
"Like this?" he whispered, lowering his face to her tits. "Woman on the bottom, man on the top. Something in the middle going flippity-flop?"
Susan trilled out a laugh. She hadn't heard that since she was a kid. She reached for his muscular biceps and raked her thumbnails into his armpits.
"Just like this," she whispered. "Mmmmmmm, stick it to me and fuck me here all night."
Bob thrust forward, easing the tip of his cock into the puckered opening of her cunt. As his cock became engulfed in hot, sucking warmth, he flinched, stopping all movement.
"This is what I like best," he grunted, lapping his tongue over her upturned, ripened tits. "Fucking .. . for the first time. It's always the best."
Slowly, he pushed in another few inches and again stopped, letting her adjust to his size. When he felt her loosen, he jammed his entire slab of prick inside. His balls kissed her cunt, their hairs meshed.
"So . . . big!" Susan cried out. A delicious mixture of pain and pleasure raced up and down her spine. She flexed her muscles, trapping him inside. "You fuck lots of women?" she asked.
"A few," Bob said modestly. "But not many with a cunt this hot and tight," he added, withdrawing, then plunging back inside.
Susan moved her hands to his bobbing ass, then to the greasy, hairy crack. She fingered the tiny bud of his shitter for several seconds, then spread his ass cheeks.
"Hard," she groaned, lifting her chest. "Give it to me as hard as you can. I want all your cum inside me."
Bob held her shoulders down with his hands and shoved forward with his full strength. Almost immediately, he pulled out, then slammed back in. As his balls crawled up and down the insides of her thighs, he could feel them vibrate with a thick load of jism. He had to tighten the muscle at the base of his cock to keep from blowing his wad right then.
"Baby, this is so fucking good," he grunted, lapping furiously over her rose-tipped nipples. "God, I don't get much of a chance like this, and . . . and . . . fuck, so good ..."
Susan couldn't believe that anything could be so perfect. The evening was warm, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and a gentle breeze swept around them. But even if they were in a storm, she would have enjoyed it. He had a huge, probing cock and a big, muscular body. Already, her insides were churning with ecstasy.
"This is how it should always be," she whispered, trembling with anticipation. "Free and easy and . . . mmmmmm, fuck me, you big bastard. Really ream out my pussy."
Bob jabbed more quickly in and out of her cunt and ate her tits hungrily. And although he was dangerously close to shooting his load, he didn't care any longer. Nothing mattered but the way her pussy felt wrapped around his cock. Just like her throat had been earlier in the day.
"Take it, cocksucker," he growled, reaching full speed with his fucking. "Suck in every inch and fuck me with that hot cunt of yours."
Susan worked with him. Each time he plowed down and forward, she jerked upward. Soon, the smacking sounds increased as her cunt began oozing a large amount of juice. She nudged her fingertips into the crack of his shitter and felt his muscles hold her.
"Now," she whimpered, an ecstatic smile forming on her lips. "Fuck me full of cum . . . now!"
"Yes," Bob gasped, reaming in and out as hard as he could. "I'll . . . blow you fucking wide open, slut."
As he said these words, his cum bolted from his balls and spewed up the center of his cock. He gouged forward and held himself there for about three seconds, crying out as the first few globs of jism splattered deep into her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Susan screamed, slipping her feet up under her ass and jerking upward. "All of it, you bastard! Fuck me full!"
A swelling sensation gave way to a raw convulsion of pure pleasure as her climax peaked. She began rocking back and forth, tearing at his ass with her nails, lapping at his plunging cock with her spasming muscles.
"Fuck it, whore," Bob growled, grinding in the bulk of his load, feeling it slosh around his stabbing cock. "Fuck it right up to your cum-sucking brains!"
Their bodies molded into one mass of writhing flesh as their pleasures reached a feverish level, cock in cunt, mouth on tit.
"Oh, shit!" Bob gasped finally, jabbing in the last of his jism. "Best piece of ass . . . unh . . . since the last one!"
"Mmmmmmm, good," Susan murmured, her eyes fluttering closed. She lifted her hands to his strong, smooth back and outlined the muscles with her fingers. "Like you said . . . this was good for starters. I want it again."
They lay there for several moments until their breathing returned to normal. Bob got to his knees and held her hips, pulling her forward. He sat on his haunches and leaned forward, again kissing her tits.
"How do you want it, baby?" he asked, his voice a hungry moan. "Like this again?"
"I don't care," Susan panted. "Just screw me. Screw me anywhere with that big cock."
"OK, you asked for it," Bob laughed. "Roll over, and I'll fuck you doggy-style. Fuck you 'til you bark."
Susan squirmed to her side, then to her stomach without letting his cock slip from her cunt. As she lowered her face to the blanket, she wiggled her ass around. In this position, he could penetrate her fully, give her every inch. She grabbed the blanket and waited for another delicious assault. Suddenly, he withdrew his cock completely, leaving her feeling empty.
"No!" she said, looking over her shoulder. "Don't take it out! God, don't ever take it out."
"You said I could fuck you anywhere," Bob said, grinning and pressing the fingers of his right hand into the crack of her ass. "Gonna take you at your word and fuck out this sweet little asshole."
Susan almost swooned. This was something else she hadn't done in so long, she forgot what it felt like. She exhaled, waiting for the pressure of his cock. When it came, she cried out in anguish.
"It . . . hurts!" she grunted. "It hurts so good!"
"Mmmmmmm, I like it, too," Bob whispered, thrusting in more of his prick. "Nothing better than a shitter to cum in."
Just the mere mention of the word made Susan buck with hungry anticipation. She jerked backward, letting her asshole swallow the rest of his cock, then gave another moan of tortured pleasure.
Bob leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck. As the perfume of her body hit his nostrils, he felt another raw ache in his balls. His cum-load was building, swelling his loins. He began fucking in and out, every muscle in his body tightening.
As Susan lay beneath him, savoring the sweet smell of the park, feeling his cock dig in and out of her asshole, her insides turned to butter. She couldn't remember getting this excited so quickly before. Maybe part of it was because what they were doing was wrong. His wife and her husband were fast asleep, while they were in a park across from a church, fucking their brains out.
"Oh . . . screw me good," she panted, suddenly remembering that day in the principal's office. She could still see Randy's grinning expression, feel the hard desk against her ass, she even remembered an especially terrible Boy Scout painting on one of the green walls. It all came back like a warm fog, engulfing her, hugging her.
"Give it to me good and hard!" she demanded, her orgasm ready to explode. "Goddamn you, I want it the best!"
"OK, baby, you asked for it," Bob grunted, her pleasure infecting him. "Just hang on. I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't shit right for a week!"
With that, he raised up, then got to his feet, pulling her with him. He held her thighs with both hands and took a step backward. When he stopped suddenly, the full length of his cock slammed inside her shitter.
"You wanted a fucking merry-go-round?" he grunted. "Well, by God, baby, you got it."
He twirled her back and forth, and at the same time plunged in and out of her shitter. As her face dragged across the blanket, he could feel her flinch with pleasure.
"Like it, don't you?" he gasped.
"Yes," Susan groaned. This was the wildest time she'd ever had in her life. She was getting dizzy, but she didn't know if it was from the swaying motion or the way Bob's cock was plunging in and out of her shitter.
"Don't stop," she begged, feeling her insides churn violently. "God, don't ever stop fucking me like this."
Bob wanted nothing more than to keep it up, but not for the life of him could he control the hard aches in his balls. Already his cum was squeezing into the base of his cock, ready to pump into her guts. When his orgasm finally hit him, he lost his balance and fell forward, crushing her beneath his hulking form.
"God, baby . . . take it!" he gasped, thrusting in the first molten glob of cum. "Take it right in your asshole!"
Susan's insides exploded with release the very second she felt his jism burst into her guts. She bucked and writhed as if in pain, rocking her body back and forth. Each quick spurt of his juices seemed to bring with them another raw convulsion, burning around both her holes. Within seconds, her entire body was flaming with ecstasy, every cell electric with pleasure.
"Fuck meeeeeee!" she wailed, biting her lower lip until she tasted the salty flavor of blood. "Fuck me to death, you big bastard!"
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Bob grunted, his voice animal-like as he thrust in more of his jism. "Eat it in your asshole, bitch! Fuck you! All of it!"
Susan experienced one final climax that riddled her insides with such hard sensations, they bordered on pain. She milked the last glob of cum from his cock with her ass muscles, then she fell in an exhausted heap.
"Ohhhhhh!" she groaned, kissing the blanket as if it were a part of the man who had given her such ecstasy.
A short while later, Bob, too, relaxed, engulfing her with his body. He nuzzled his face against hers and kissed her lightly on the lips, his breath coming hard, raspy.
"Shit, I don't believe it," he said finally. "Do you realize what we're doing?"
"Mmmmmmm, fucking," Susan said softly, feeling warm and alive. "Really good fucking."
"We're actually in a public park, screwing like monkeys," he laughed. "God, we must be crazy."
"Let's do this every night," Susan whispered, reaching behind her, cupping his hairy ass. "Just like this."
Bob pulled away and sat down, crossing his legs. He reached for a cigarette in his shirt pocket, then offered Susan one. As they smoked in silence, a troubled expression came over his face.
"We can't do this," he said. "We're too old for this kind of nonsense."
Susan turned her head sharply and looked at him. What did he mean by that crack? She wasn't even thirty yet.
Thirty.
God, thirty seemed so old suddenly. Next was forty, then . . .
"Why can't we have fun like this?" she asked, trying to control the irritation in her voice.
"Oh, I don't know," Bob said, taking a drag off his cigarette, then flipping the butt into the darkness. "I got a wife, two kids, a mortgage. Obligations, debts." He was silent for a few moments, then added, "Those days of fun and games are gone. We can only imitate them, I guess."
"Christ, you sound like you're ninety," Susan said.
"We can't go back," Bob said sadly. "We change. People change."
His words were a challenge to Susan. She refused to be bogged down in middle age, to forget passion. Randy would never say a thing like that, even if he were a hundred years old. She suddenly missed that boy more than she ever had.
"I'll go back," she said defiantly. "And I'll go back before it's too late."
"Well, I guess you're as old as you feel, huh?" Bob said, forcing a laugh.
"Damn right," Susan said. "And right now I feel mighty young. How about you?"
"Kinda cold," Bob answered. He suddenly felt ridiculous sitting there, stark naked, in a park with his best friend's wife. "Think we might leave now?"
"Sure," Susan said angrily. She reached for her clothes with a violent move. "But let me tell you something," she added, standing, "affairs are for the birds if this is how they are."
"Aw, come on," Bob cooed, "don't be mad. I guess I'm just tired. Have to work tomorrow."
"So go to work," she replied. "I'm going to have some fun." She forced a smile, then gave him a chaste kiss. "You go on. I'm just going to stay here for a while."
After he left, she walked over to the merry-go-round and sat down. Slowly, she pushed it with one pointed toe until the trees became a blur. She threw her head back and looked at the circling stars, then laughed.
"Not me," she said. "You're not going to get me."
CHAPTER FOUR
Susan studied her reflection carefully. She liked the new hairstyle, the way she had gathered it back, tied with a black, velvet ribbon. The lipstick color only hinted of pink, yet set off her tan beautifully. The green, silk blouse hugged her tits like a second skin. She took a step backward, looking at the rest of her figure. The designer jeans hung low, showing off the roundness of her hips to the best possible advantage.
She nodded her head and smiled.
"Yes," she said softly, then gathered up her purse.
She left the house with a smile on her lips.
Determined not to become stagnant, she drove the car toward the university, where youth was. Fresh, young men. Men to give her new life. After all, if she was going to have an affair, why not choose the cream of the crop?
Twenty minutes later, she was walking across campus, heading in the general direction of the P.E. building. When she'd audited a course last summer, she had noticed that many of the men congregated there in the snack bar.
Odd, she thought, I hadn't even been tempted then.
"Hey, get a load of that," she heard a low baritone voice say when she entered the room Filled with vending machines, books piled on shelves. "How would you like to . . ."
She didn't hear the rest, pretending she hadn't noticed, and turned, facing one of the machines. From the corner of her eye, however, she saw that she had created a minor commotion. Several of the young men were looking at her openly, nodding their heads. As she inserted a quarter in the Coke machine, she saw a movement.
"That would taste better with some rum in it," the same deep voice said.
"Wherever would we get some rum?" Susan asked, facing one of the handsomest men she'd ever seen.
He was about six-foot-six, but unlike most tall men, he had the grace of a panther. His shoulders must have been a yard across, thickly muscled. The sculptured chest-evident through the tight-fitting tee shirt-gave way to a waspish waist, narrow hips.
"I might have a drop or two," the man said, looking down at her tits, "in my room. It's not far from here."
Susan looked up into his dark-blue eyes and smiled, hoping he couldn't hear the thundering of her heart. This was even better than she'd imagined it would be! She wondered suddenly if the color of his crotch hair was as golden-brown as the hair that framed his angular face.
"Only if you promise not to get me drunk," she grinned. "I do terrible things when I'm drunk."
"Oh . . . Jesus," the young man said, swallowing hard. "I hope I've got a lot of rum."
"Me too," Susan laughed, wondering where she managed to find the courage to carry on banter like this.
"Then let's go," the man said. "Uh, my name is Robbie. Robbie Moore." Susan told him her name as he escorted her out of the snack bar and into the garish sunlight.
"I haven't seen you around," Robbie said, taking her hand in his. "You new here?"
"Well, it's a big school," Susan said, looking over at the thick bulge in his jeans. "Mmmmmmm, very big," she added, making her meaning clear.
They walked the rest of the way in silence as if they had known each other for ten years instead of ten minutes. When they reached his apartment and she was ushered inside, they fell into an immediate embrace.
"God, someone pinch me and tell me I'm not dreaming," Robbie said, crushing his mouth on hers.
Susan reached around and gently pinched his tight, small ass. When he flinched, he jerked forward, rubbing his crotch against her stomach. She moved her other hand over his mound of cock and played with the rough outline. "Where's that rum?" she whispered, darting her tongue against his. "I'm so thirsty."
"How about something else to drink?" the man said, grinning. He pushed down against her shoulders until she knelt before him. "You like drinking cum, baby?" he asked, unzipping his fly.
"Nothing better," Susan said, swallowing hard. Now she would see what he had to offer. Since he was so tall, would it be . . .
"Holy Christ!" she cried out, watching the huge slab of rock-hard cock spring from his jeans. It had to be the biggest prick she'd ever seen. "Half man, half horse!" she exclaimed, grasping the gigantic shaft with both hands. "Mmmmmm and I want the half that's horse," she grunted, closing her lips around the tip of his cock.
While she squirmed her mouth around the thick, meaty prick, inching toward the hairy base, Robbie quickly shucked his clothes. He watched with pure fascination as she took his entire cock in her mouth and locked her lips firmly at the root.
"Goddamn, baby, where you putting it, anyway?" he gasped. "I ... I never had a lady who could take it all like that!"
Susan was just as surprised. God, he must be eleven, twelve inches long, big around as her wrist. She pulled back and let his cock flop upward and hit his hairy stomach.
"I just love big cock," she whispered, kissing him between his balls. "And when I find one this big, I just love the hell out of it."
"Hey, let's get on the bed," Robbie said, pulling her forward as he stepped backward. "I want to do this thing right."
After they were settled on the bed and Susan had removed her clothing, she nestled herself between his long, muscular legs. She lowered her face to his cock and bared her teeth. Gently, she pulled the loose foreskin away from the ball of his prick and inhaled deeply. The acrid aroma of dried piss and cum hit her nostrils like a damp fog.
"Suck it again, just like you did," Robbie said, excitement in his voice. "God, I want to see you take it all."
"Let me kiss you all over first," Susan said. "You're the biggest man I've ever had. Mmmmm, biggest all over!"
Robbie fell back an closed his eyes, wondering how long he would be able to hold off. Not long, he thought. Already, his cum was boiling just from looking at her, seeing those gorgeous tits, that blonde pussy.
Susan studied him carefully for several moments as she ran her fingers over his hairy thighs, his muscular stomach. Just the sight of him was enough to make her cunt quiver with anticipation and cause her throat to tickle with raw hunger. She leaned down and kissed his chest, taking each tiny nipple between her teeth, darting the tip of her tongue over the rubbery surfaces. Slowly, she moved to his right armpit and bit into the silky hairs, then kissed his shoulder.
For the next several moments, she covered his entire body with her wet mouth, searching, probing, discovering. Finally, she squeezed her head between his legs and lifted his ass with her hands.
"Let me eat out your asshole, too," she said softly, flicking her tongue into the dark, hairy crack. "You like for girls to do that?"
"Oh . . . shit!" Robbie cried out. "This is my first 'round the world. God, I've heard some of the guys talk about it, but. . . fuck, it's good!"
He turned slightly to one side to give her a better angle, then raised his knees to his chest. When he felt her probing tongue sear inside his shitter, he straightened out again, trapping it inside.
"Mmmmmmm, sweet asshole," Susan whispered, savoring the heady flavor of his shitter. "I'll suck your shitter and you can fuck mine if you want."
"Oh . . . Jesus, right now I want you to suck me," he said, his voice shaking with emotion. "Come on, baby, don't tease me anymore. I ... I can't take it. My cock's about to bust wide open!"
Slowly, Susan licked across his nuts, then up the side of his cockshaft. When her tongue touched the end of his prick, she opened her mouth wide and gulped fully down. When she felt his cockhead pierce her tonsils and glide down her esophagus, she groaned with ecstasy. She rubbed her knees together to relieve the horrible itch inside her cunt, but the pressure only made it worse. If her throat hadn't been so demanding for his jism, she would have straddled him right then and fucked him. She suddenly wished she had two cocks at once.
The mere idea of having one in her throat and another in her cunt was enough to cause a minor explosion at the rim of her pussy. She pulled her face up, then lunged quickly back down.
"Mmmmmmm!" she gurgled, twisting her head around as she dug her nails into his thighs.
"Christ, suck, cocksucker," Robbie gasped, grabbing her by the hair of her head and slamming her face brutally onto his cock. "Eat my cock and suck me dry, bitch. "I . . . fuck, I haven't had a good blow-job in so long, I . . . I . . . suck, baby, suck!"
He began pumping his hips up and down to meet her eager sucks. Before she had gulped on him less than five or ten times, he was ready to go. He felt his cum burst from his balls and shoot up his prick.
"Mmffff!" Susan groaned, tasting the steam of his cum and realizing from the way his prick was swelling, he was ready to blow his load.
"Oh . . . shit!" Robbie cried out, jerking upward, increasing the pressure of his hands. "Oh . . . fuck!"
His cockhead exploded with the first of his cum, sending a hot shower of cream into Susan's throat. She licked furiously, trying desperately not to miss a single, precious drop. But it would have been impossible for any mouth to take all he had to offer. Glob after molten glob spewed from his prick, completely filling her mouth and throat. Some of the rich juices even shot upward, behind her nose where they dribbled from both nostrils. Other masses burst from the corners of her mouth and oozed onto his stomach and into the hairs of his crotch.
"Eat, cocksucker!" he panted, rocking back and forth. He blasted the bulk of his load into her throat, then flipped her onto her back. As he lay fully on top of her face, he gouged his knees into her armpits and sat down on her tits. "Just like that, you sweet cocksucking bitch. Gobble it down and suck me good."
Fully engulfed in his hard, hairy muscularity, Susan felt her own climax rip into her guts. The sensations swept around her cunt, then seemed to spread outward, inflaming every square inch of her body. Even the tips of her toes and her scalp tingled with release. She gave a choking, grunting moan, locking her lips savagely around his cock.
Robbie plowed up and down, jamming in the last of his cum, then pressed his full weight between her lips. He lay like that for several moments, almost afraid to move, thinking that she truly might be a dream. Finally, he rolled onto his back and looked at her cum-splattered face. No, she was real all right, he said to himself, thanking some unknown god. .
"Goddamn, I think you could get cum out of a crowbar," he gasped. "I feel like you sucked my guts out!"
Susan pushed upward, releasing the final glob of cum from his prick. When the juice stung the back of her throat, she spit his cock out, then licked the curly hairs. She sucked the stray beads of cum into her mouth, then swallowed them slowly. Her pussy was still quivering, almost begging for what her throat had gotten.
"You give me some rum to wash this stuff down with and I'll give you a wild ride," she grinned, licking her lips.
"A wild ride?" Robbie repeated as if the words were somehow vaguely foreign.
"You ready to fuck, you big stud?" she giggled. "Or you just gonna lay there and let me do all the work?"
"Hey, I know you're gonna think I'm terrible," Robbie said, shaking his head, "but would you do me a favor?"
"Name it," Susan said, slowly jacking his cock up and down.
"No one's gonna believe this if I tell them,", he began. "How you suck cock, I mean. Would you . . . would you . . . ?"
"Probably," Susan giggled. "Would I what?"
"My roommate will be home pretty soon. I mean, shit, it seems like a crime not to share something like this."
"That depends on your roommate," Susan said, suddenly very interested. "What's he like?"
"He's OK, I guess," Robbie said, shrugging.
"We'll see," Susan said, sitting back. The idea of really having two cocks and not just thinking about them was about to drive her crazy. She tried to sound casual, but her voice was shaking with anticipation. "Now about that rum?" she added, lifting one eyebrow.
"And about that ride," Robbie laughed.
As he stumbled off the bed and rummaged through some shelves looking for the rum, Susan hugged herself.
Now this is what life is all about. You can have your wife and kids, Bob, and your fucking mortgage and obligations. And you, Brian, can take care of anything you want. I'm going to live. I'm gonna burn my candle at both ends.
"Hurry," she said to Robbie. "God, hurry, will you?"
CHAPTER FIVE
Susan gulped the last of the rum down and tossed the plastic glass onto the carpet. She felt drunk, but not just from the alcohol. The naked, young man's mere presence made her lightheaded. She leaned over his body and kissed him soundly on the mouth. As she did, her hands played with the thick slab of cock that pulsated over his stomach.
"Ready for the ride of your life?" she murmured, darting the tip of her tongue across his rough cheek. "Hmmmmm, little boy?"
"Little boy?" Robbie laughed. "Come here, baby, and I'll show you who's a fucking little boy."
The room seemed to spin as he pulled her on top of his body, then draped her thighs over his middle. She straightened her arms as her hands touched his sculptured chest, and threw her head back. Her mind was reeling with pleasure, almost as deliciously as her cunt was, stuck against the underside of his enormous prick.
"Mmmmmmmm, did I say little?" she murmured, closing her eyes. "God, was I ever wrong about that!"
When she grasped his cock with both hands and pulled it up to a right angle, Robbie placed his fingers at the sides of her oozing cunt and pulled the puckered lips apart. When the tip of his prick was at her slick, furry opening, he jerked his hips upward, plowing the full length of his cock inside.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Susan cried out, flinching. His cock seemed to stab through her guts and throb right between her lungs! "So fucking huge!" she grunted. "You . . . you're gonna kill me with that thing." Robbie removed his hands from her pussy and dug his fingers into the soft, yielding flesh of her thighs. He slammed her down hard against his mid- die and pumped upward at the same time. As her cunt lips encircled the root of his cock, he half-sat and burrowed his face between her tits.
"Wow . . . this is fantastic!" he groaned. "Best goddamned pussy I've ever had! And these knockers, baby ..."
His words became a vibrating muffle as he clamped his teeth over her rubbery tits. His spit was warm, his tongue flicking in and out like that of an exploring snake. Susan arched her back and gave a low, growling groan of pleasure.
"Yes," she murmured. "Just like that. Lick my titties like a sweet baby. And . . . and fuck me hard with that horse cock of yours, stud."
While he pumped up and down, she met his moves with downward thrusts, completely sucking him inside. And as he maintained full entry, she could almost see the soft angles of his cock, almost taste the rubbery texture. A quick flash of pleasure raced up and down her spine, finally tingling around her cunt.
"Fuck me," she begged, raking his back with her nails, pressing him against her body. "Shove that beautiful cock inside me and fuck my pussy to pieces!"
"You really like cock, don't you?" Robbie said, increasing the speed of his fucking. "God, baby, I love women who love men. Shit . . . it's so good."
"Give it to me," Susan said, no longer able to control her emotions. Her cunt was throbbing like a bee sting, ready to burst. "Bang it to me and load up my hole with gallons of hot, creamy cum, you bastard."
"You want a fucking?" Robbie said suddenly, feeling his own passion mount dramatically. "Well, by God, I'll ride your ass for a while."
He jerked forward, throwing her to her back, then grabbed the backs of her thighs. He pushed upward, planting her knees to the sides of her tits, almost in her armpits. When her ass rolled upward and forward, he dug his toes into the sheets and slammed into her body -with his full weight. His move caused them to slide upward on the bed until Susan's head hit the headboard with a dull smack.
"How's that, whore?" he grunted. "You like riding it this way?"
Susan couldn't even answer. She'd never felt so taken before, so deliciously excited. She was aware of practically every physical sensation there was, pain, pleasure, heat-God, everything! The most intense feeling, however, centered in her cunt. His cock was about to split her in two! He seemed twice or three times his already monstrous size, and for a few seconds, she had become a part of him, like a second foreskin wrapped around his prick.
"God," she grunted finally, writhing beneath him. "Fuck . . . me . . . fuck . . ."
Robbie bit down on her mouth like a striking cobra, then ran his lips over her chin to the hollow of her throat. As the speed of his fucking increased, he chewed her tits. He jabbed his teeth into the delicate flesh and worked his tongue over the nipples with wild sucks.
"Fuck it, baby," he gurgled, spreading his legs so that he looked like a swimming frog. His thighs were against the backs of her knees, pushing her down harder. "Goddamn you, you cum-sucking slut, fuck it all the way in and . . . and . . . oh . . . baby!"
As his words became a hungry, tortured growl, Susan felt his cock grow rock-hard, almost like a steel rod wrapped in soft rubber. Real pain swept up and down her cunt, mixing with the rippling spasms of pleasure. His cockhead was ballooning, pushing her apart almost violently. She could almost feel the steam from his pulsating cum hole, knowing that his rich, creamy load was just seconds away.
"Aieeeeeee!" she yelled out, flinching, then bucking wildly. "Now! Fuck me full of hot jism, you mother fucking prick! Oh! Oh! Oh! God!"
Her orgasm peaked savagely, inflaming every square inch of her churning insides. And when she thought it couldn't possibly get any better, it did. A million times so. His cock exploded suddenly, adding gasoline to the fire of her release. Her scream of anguished ecstasy became a silent shriek echoing in her brain.
"Take it, bitch!" Robbie panted, slamming furiously into her climaxing cunt. "God, baby, take every fucking inch and fuck it! Unh . . . here!"
Quite honestly, Susan had never been fucked with such force before. Robbie seemed to lose sight of the fact that he was a giant, that his powerful muscles could crush her bones, that she was one-third his size. She was engulfed in a beautiful rage, exposed to an electric storm of animalistic release.
"Unhhhhhhh!" Robbie barked, shoving in the last of his thick, greasy load. "That's. . . fuck, that's it, cocksucker."
Susan's cunt gave one final twitch of ecstasy when she felt the stab of his drained cock. She lifted her chest and rocked back and forth, rolling her nipples over his open mouth, against his teeth. Finally, she lay back, exhausted, and let her legs fall to her sides. She closed her eyes and exhaled loudly, an almost angelic smile forming on her lips.
"Now that's what I call fucking," she said at last, running her fingers over his smooth, muscular back. "A real, honest to goodness fucking!"
"I just hope you have a lot of time to stay here," Robbie said. "I've been looking for a woman like you, and I'm not about to let you go."
"I guess I can stay a little longer," Susan teased. "So long as you make it worth my while."
"Roll over, baby, and I'll let you be the judge of that," he grinned. "Unless you have any objections to ass fucking."
"My only objection is when it isn't done good and hard," she giggled. "Mmmmmmm, I know you're good," she added, "now let's see how hard you are."
Robbie flipped her over and knelt between her legs. He spread her ass cheeks with his large hands and peered down at the tiny, puckered hole. Slowly, he eased himself down and pressed the tip of his cock against the delicate bud.
"Looks awfully little to me," he said. "Just hope you can take it."
"I can take anything you have to offer," Susan said, her excitement growing dramatically. Mmmmmm, maybe even more."
Robbie lowered his face to her sweet-smelling hair and lifted his hips. When his cockhead touched her opening, he thrust forward, pushing into the rim of muscle. When about two inches of his monstrous prick was inside, he paused, his chest heaving.
"Just . . . like a virgin pussy!" he cried out, his body flinching with ecstasy. "God, baby, I... I think I like this even better than that cocksucking mouth of yours or that hot pussy!"
Susan had expected some amount of pain, but nothing like this. Her insides seemed to be on Tire, and each passing second made it grow worse. Soon, the sensations reached a level of pure, raw torture, and she was about to scream out for him to stop. His cockhead seemed to be drilling into her very brain. "Harder," she heard herself say.
"You really like it, huh?" Robbie said, amazed with her reaction. He had expected her to scream with agony.
No! It's killing me! It's like a baseball bat up my ass! she thought.
"Yes," she whispered, her voice racked with anguish. "Mmmmm, I love every big inch."
"OK, cock-bitch, you asked for it," he said, grasping her shoulders, holding her down. "Get ready for one . . . hell ... of a fucking!"
The next several moments were delicious agony for Susan. Every time she felt raw pain, an immediate spasm of pleasure seemed to burst inside her. When the ecstasy subsided, torture returned. She couldn't believe anything could be so horrible yet so wonderful at the same time. It was like being on fire and splashed with ice cold water at the same time. She reached under her body and cupped her yearning cunt, feeling masses of hot sperm ooze over her skin.
"Yes, yes, yes," she cried out, her words matching his quick thrusts. "Faster . . . harder . . . faster ..." Robbie tried desperately to hold back a little longer, but her asshole was like a greasy, grasping glove, milking the cum from his throbbing balls. Suddenly, he felt a sharp spasm, then a dull ache as his jism bolted into the base of his cock.
"No!" he yelled, again trying to fight it. "Not... yet ... I ... no goddammit!"
"Yesssssss!" Susan shrieked, feeling her insides explode with nothing but pure, absolute pleasure. All traces of pain melted into oblivion, leaving her body electrified with ecstasy. Her orgasm caused her pussy to spit violently, creaming-up her palm.
"Mmmmmmm, yes!" she gurgled, slipping her hand upward, between her tits, to her open mouth.
She licked up the creamy jism as another shower of climax swept into her guts. As the thick, steamy juices seared into her throat, her asshole was suddenly turned into a cauldron of milky release.
"Fuck it, you cocksucking cunt!" Robbie yelled, banging in the first of his cum-load. "Oh, Jesus . . . goddamned . . . fuck . . . take it all the way in!"
As more of his molten load burst into her shitter, Susan rocked and writhed beneath him, burying her face in her hands. It was the most fantastic feeling she'd ever had, to suck cum while more of the delicious juices burned into her asshole. She suddenly thought of Robbie's roommate, and at that moment she didn't care what he looked like. Just so long as he had a cock and a lot of jism!
"Fuck meeeeee!" she wailed, her body giving a final jerk of pure pleasure. She fell back down and closed her eyes, gasping into the pillows. "Ohhhhh . . . fuck me forever."
They lay in silence for the next several moments, molding their bodies together, feeling their hearts pound as one. Finally, Robbie pulled away and lay on his back. He reached out and stroked the area between her upturned tits, resting his palm between the swollen mounds. He opened his mouth to speak when the door burst open.
"Hey, Robbie," the young man said. "You'll never guess ..." He froze on the spot and dropped the books he was carrying. "Jesus," he said, his eyes on Susan's ripened, firm body.
"That him?" Susan asked Robbie, giving the young man a wide grin. "Oh, I hope so. I've never fucked a red-headed guy before." She stretched her hands out and gave him a wicked glance. "Is the hair around your cock also red?" she asked.
"Red hot," the young man said, swallowing hard.
"Then get over here," Susan said, sitting.
CHAPTER SIX
Susan barely heard Robbie when he introduced her to his roommate. Her attention was directed to the thick bulge in his trousers, the way it swelled and pulsated.
"Jeff?" she said, repeating the name. "Glad ... to know you."
Jeff walked over, mesmerized by her sheer beauty. He still hadn't gotten over the shock of walking in and seeing them like that. Robbie had had an iron-clad rule about women during the week. She must be something really special for him to jeopardize his basketball scholarship.
"Glad to know you, Susan," he said softly, shooting Robbie a quick glance. "I, uh, think," he added.
"She's all yours, good buddy," Robbie laughed. "For a while, anyway. And wait until you . . ."
"Is your cock hair red?" Susan asked, interrupting.
Jeff quickly shucked his clothes, then stood before her naked. When he saw the hungry look in her eyes, he felt suddenly embarrassed, as if she were looking right into his soul. He self-consciously placed his right hand over his crotch and shrugged.
"No, don't hide it," Susan said, removing his hand. "I've never seen anything like that before. Will you look at that?"
"No thanks," Robbie said, lying back. "Think I'll just take a little break and ..."
As his words trailed off to a sleepy snort, Susan reached out and her fingers stroked the dark-red, almost brick-colored crotch hairs. Her touch caused his cock to spring to life, roll upward and throb against his stomach. His balls hung farther downward, held there by a loose-fitting sheath of rubbery flesh. They, too, were covered with a furry patch of short, wiry, red hair. She let her eyes move upward, to his stomach, then his sculptured chest.
His skin was the color of ivory, and although it looked soft, it was taut as a drumhead. He wasn't as tall or heavy as Robbie but, nonetheless, just as masculine. His eyes were bluer than anything she could imagine.
"I think I'm really gonna enjoy this," she murmured, stroking the underside of his cock. "Enjoy it a lot!"
"God, I don't believe this is happening," Jeff said, looking down at her face. She had to be the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life! Just looking at her made his cum boil in a frenzy. "Where . . . where did Robbie find you?" he mumbled.
"We sort of found each other," Susan whispered, sticking the tip of her tongue out. She ran it up and down the underside of his cock, then thrust it between his loosely hanging nuts. She could feel his jism vibrate like a hive of angry bees, causing her throat to quiver.
"Mmmmmmm, just like I'm finding you now," she added, baring her teeth.
As she nibbled and chewed on his balls and cock, she ran her fingers over his thighs, around to his firm, hairy ass. She inhaled deeply, savoring the heady aroma of sweat and musk. Slowly, she moved her mouth toward the tip of his pulsating cock and closed her lips around the rubbery foreskin.
"My . . . God," Jeff grunted, watching her sink to the base. When she'd taken it all, he stumbled slightly backward, causing his cock to slip from her mouth and hit his stomach. Quickly, he moved back forward and let her suck it back down.
"Talk about fucking deep throat!" he gasped. "You can take it all!"
Susan wondered what the big deal was. Sure she could take it all. What girl couldn't if she really wanted to?
She pulled him down onto the bed and snuggled between his legs, burrowing her face fully into his crotch. She then began gobbling up and down as quickly as possible, causing her blonde hair to splash around her face like a white-hot halo. Each time the massive cockhead stabbed between her tonsils, she gave a low, gurgling moan of raw pleasure.
"Fuck, baby . . . suck me," Jeff said, grunting with tortured ecstasy. "Shit, I've never had it like that before."
Susan worked on him for all she was worth, using her teeth, her lips, even her chin. She rubbed her fingers over his stomach, around his body to his ass, scraping him with her nails. Soon, he was rocking and jerking, his hands moving to the back of her head. She knew he was almost ready to blow his load from the way the steam billowed from the tiny, pulsating cum hole.
"All the way in, cocksucker," he said, clamping -his hands to the back of her head. "Come on, baby, suck it right into your fucking stomach."
When he jerked his hips up, and at the same time slammed her face savagely into his crotch, Susan felt her breath cut off. She tried to pull away when her lungs began burning, but she was no match for his hulking strength. She twisted her head around and raked her nails brutally over his legs and hips, but he didn't seem to mind. When she finally tasted the first of his scalding cum, he relaxed his grip, letting her suck in some air.
"Aaaaghhhh!" she choked, feeling jism and air mix in her throat. Then, as the heat from his lava-like juices seared into her stomach, she felt her own orgasm tear into her guts. She gave another shrieking cry of release, gulping fully down to his throbbing cockbase.
"Suck . . .it all," Jeff groaned, wrapping his legs around her body and locking his ankles together. "Goddamn you, cocksucker, take every fucking drop and eat it down!"
When the bulk of his massive load hit her throat, Susan experienced another blast of climax. She rubbed her knees together to relieve some of the horrible itch, but the sensations became only more demanding. She wondered if she could last much longer without going crazy. She turned her head to one side and spit some of Jeff's cum into his red cock hairs.
"Unhhhh . . . I . . . I want it! "she groaned her voice wet, tortured. "Please . . . cock!"
"Finish . . . suck . . . me," Jeff whispered, pushing his hips upward, thrusting in the last of his tremendous load. "Ohhh . . . fuck . . . so . . . good . . ."
He finally stopped moving, then relaxed completely, He shook his head, his mind still in a state of shock at what had happened. One minute he was taking chemistry finals and the next, it seemed, he was getting the wildest blow-job he'd ever had!
Susan moved her lips down to the root of his cock and pursed them tightly. Slowly, she pulled upward, releasing the final glob of jism, then shivered as it melted in her mouth. She spit his cock from her mouth and kissed the wiry hairs, lapping at the stray wads of creamy cum.
"I want some of this sweet stuff in my pussy," she said. "You want to fuck me? Hmmmmmmm? Gonna give me a big cock full of hot cum?"
Jeff finally accepted the reality of the situation when he heard her speak. He had been concentrating so much on the way she ate cock, he'd almost forgotten the sight of that lovely blonde cunt.
"Sure thing," he laughed, pulling her upward, letting her snuggle under his arm. "Christ, I'll do anything for you, baby."
"Then doggy fuck me," Susan whispered, running her fingers over his chest. "You screw me that way?"
Jeff swallowed hard, feeling his energies return dramatically. He could almost see a fresh load of jism boil into his nuts, pushing out the rubbery walls. Quickly, he rolled her onto her back and got between her legs. He kicked her thighs apart with his knees and lifted her ass with his hands. When he looked down at the smooth, rounded angle of her ass, he felt his throat constrict.
"I'll tear this little thing apart," he grunted, slipping one hand between her legs and cupping the firm mound of cunt. "Goddamn . . . it's hot as a fucking stove!"
"Mmmmmm, make it hotter, you bastard," Susan said, writhing beneath him. Just the idea of having him inside her was enough to cause a flash of ecstasy to sting her cunt. She squirmed her ass around and felt it glide over his hairy belly.
"Hurry," she panted. "Give it to me until I bark!"
Jeff thrust his hips forward, grinding the end of his prick into the swollen entrance of her cunt. When he felt his cock engulfed in a sucking, pulling warmth, every muscle in his body tightened and formed muscular ribbons. He eased in about five inches, then stopped, feeling the taut rim of her cunt almost snap.
"God, this is the sweetest, hottest little pussy," he groaned, opening his mouth wide and closing his eyes. "Shit, baby, you a fucking virgin?"
"Hardly," Susan grinned, thinking of Robbie's huge cock', how it had reamed her out completely, gone where no other prick had been. "Just because you're so big. Mmmmmmm, deliciously big!" Jeff leaned forward and brushed his lips against the back of her neck. At the same time, he gouged completely inside until his balls rested at her hole. He stayed like that for several seconds, then slowly withdrew until just his cockhead remained inside. He slammed forward, then pulled back out.
"Fuck it!" he grunted. "God, baby, eat it all the way in you and fuck out my cum, you cocksucking whore!"
In this position, Susan could feel every hard inch of his enormous cock, almost see the soft angles. He wasn't as thick as Robbie, but he seemed longer. She could feel a burning pressure between her lungs as his size rearranged her guts.
"Yes," she murmured, clawing at the sheets.
"Just like that, you big bull. All the way in! Really fuck my cunt to pieces, you bastard. Make it good!"
Jeff kissed her shoulder, then down her arm. When he increased the speed of his fucking slightly, going in and out rhythmically, he licked her armpit, then turned her slightly, exposing both dangling fits. He sucked the right tit, biting down.
"Mmmmmmmm, sweet tit," he gurgled, flicking his tongue over the rubbery projection. "Love . . . fucking and sucking ..."
Susan was electric with passion. His warm, chewing mouth sent stabs of pleasure into her chest, while her cunt began swelling with delicious pressure. She thrashed about beneath him and tore at his. neck and hair with her fingers.
"Yes," she groaned. "God, yes, just like that, sweetheart. Harder! Give ... it to me, you big prick! Faster!"
Jeff slammed wildly in and out of her cunt until his nuts began slapping her stomach with dull smacks. Finally, he couldn't bear the torture any longer and let himself go completely. He crushed forward and dug his toes into the sheets. As they both slid up the bed, his cock expanded, then began spitting wads of hot, steamy cum.
"Unhhhhhhh!" he cried out, gasping for air. "Fuck it in you, whore! Unh! All of it!"
Susan's ecstasy reached a level that bordered pain. She placed her hands in front of her and straightened her arms, lifting her upper body. At the same time, she spread her legs and jerked her ass up and down, letting her spasming cunt muscles pull savagely on his exploding shaft.
"Fuck meeeee!" she shrieked, collapsing suddenly. "Oh . . . yes . . . full of hot . . . cum . . ."
Jeff banged in the last of his jism, then lay over her body, gasping against her tits. He still pumped his ass up and down, sloshing his cum around his cock, but the rest of him relaxed, melted. Finally, he stopped all movement and exhaled loudly.
"Christ, but that was good," he gasped. "How long have you known Robbie?"
"We just met today, really," Susan said. "Why?"
"Well, I was thinking," he began, "since he already has a girlfriend, and I don't, we could ..."
Susan almost blurted out that she was married, but stopped herself. What difference would it make to him, anyway? At the same time, she felt a pang of jealousy over Robbie. Well, she had no right . . .
"We could what?" she asked, sounding casual. "Go together," he said. "You could move in here with us and . . ."
"Hang on," Susan laughed. "You don't even know me."
"I know enough," Jeff laughed. He was silent for a few seconds, then added, "Or I could move in with you."
"That's not a very good idea," Susan said. "My, uh, roommate is not that wild about men." "Oh, one of those, huh?" Jeff said. "Yeah, one of those."
"Hey, you two gonna bullshit all day?" Robbie asked suddenly, looking over at Susan. "I thought maybe we could form a trio or something."
"I thought you were asleep," Susan said, reaching for his hand, holding it against her right tit.
"Nope," he laughed. "Just getting my strength back. We're both gonna need it."
"You sure your girlfriend won't mind?" Susan teased, no longer jealous, merely curious.
"What about your boyfriend?" he challenged. "I'm sure you have one."
Susan laughed suddenly, wondering how Brian would react if he were to see her now, between two young college studs. Probably shit down both legs! Might even divorce her.
Well, is that such a terrible thing?
At least she would be free. And after all, that's all that matters anyway, isn't it? she thought to herself.
She brushed a nagging thought away from the back of her mind and smiled at the two men.
"Let's stop all the talk and fuck," she said. "I haven't ever had two big cocks at the same time before. What do you say?"
"I say we stop talking and fuck," Robbie laughed.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Susan felt like a kid in a candy store as she looked at both huge cocks. What would she do first? The possibilities seemed limitless. She reached out and touched both pricks, jacking them slowly with her fingers.
"Oh ... I want it!" she panted, feeling her body tremble with growing excitement.
"You just say where, lady," Robbie grinned, rubbing his hand over her shoulder.
"Gosh, I want them . . . everywhere!" Susan said honestly. She closed her eyes and could imagine being in a huge vat of cock, rolling around over the slippery, rubbery surfaces. She gave another hungry moan and licked her lower Up.
"Well, while you're making up your mind," Robbie whispered, moving behind her, "I think I'll dip into one of these little holes."
He spread her legs and placed his hands under her body. As his palm brushed over her oozing cunt, he knelt closer, then slipped his fingers upward, greasing up her asshole.
"This one seems fine to me," he murmured, digging his finger into her shitter.
When Susan felt the hard pressure, accompanied by the surging spasm of pleasure, she dropped down and kissed Jeff's thigh. She could feel his balls swell and throb against her forehead, vibrating with life. She reached up and stroked his meaty cock, then pulled it to an angle.
"Suck . . . and fuck," she gasped, licking Jeff's cock. "That's how I want it. A big cock in my asshole and this one to . . ."
Susan gulped down on the monstrous cock with one suck, closing her lips over the thick shock of red crotch hair. His balls separated and rubbed her chin. She rocked her head back and forth and squirmed between Jeff's legs.
When she slowly pulled up toward the gigantic cockhead, she felt an emptiness in her shitter. She spit Jeff's cock from her mouth and looked over her shoulder.
"No," she begged. "Stick it back in!"
"Now why would I want to stick my finger back in when I've got this big prick just aching to fuck you," Robbie grinned. He thrust his hips forward and eased the tip of his cock into the delicate opening. "Ahhhhh . . . just like this," he grunted, grabbing her hips with both large hands.
When Susan felt his massive slab of prick gouge into her asshole, she threw her head back and screamed as a fantastic mixture of pain and pleasure riddled her body. She jerked backward a couple of seconds later, sucking in more of his cock with her asshole, then bit down on Jeff's prick like a striking snake. She gobbled the entire length of his cock into her throat and wiggled her ass. As both cocks pulsated inside her, she felt a swelling, a nearing explosion.
"Mmmmffff!" she choked, freezing for a moment, trying to preserve the delicious torture.
"Suck me, baby," Jeff whispered softly, bending his knees and locking her face tightly between his legs. "Let's see you suck it all the way in like you did before."
"She sure can lick prick, can't she?" Robbie said. "Man, when she gobbled my cock down, I couldn't believe it."
"I see it, and I still don't believe it," Jeff said, watching fascinated as his cock completely disappeared into Susan's mouth.
Susan was only vaguely aware of their words. Nothing else seemed to matter for her except the intense feelings that swept up and down her spine. Their cocks were so big, so beautifully thick and juicy, they seemed almost to meet in her middle. She felt like a side of beef on a spit.
"You liking this, baby?" Robbie whispered, leaning over her body and kissing the back of her neck. "You like two hot cocks at the same time?"
"Mmrhm-hmmmmm!" Susan gurgled, lapping Jeff's huge cock furiously. She squeezed her fingers into his thighs, then raked her nails across the dark, brick-red crotch hairs. She gurgled out another moan of pleasure, feeling her climax build, throb around both cocks.
"Come on, baby, suck me faster," Jeff whispered, sinking his fingers into her long, blonde hair. He pushed her head down hard, grinding her face against his crotch. "I've got a load of cum just begging to get sucked out."
Susan writhed and bucked between them, almost as if in a rage. And even though she was devouring both slabs of prick, she still couldn't seem to get enough. Her cunt was itching, pleading for the same feeling. She thrust her fingers down to her pussy and jabbed inside. As she sucked and fucked for all she was worth, she began jacking herself, pretending her fingers were another prick. Immediately, a massive convulsion of raw release drilled into her body, burning, exploding every cell, each nerve.
"Unhhhmmmmmm!" she screamed, gobbling down so hungrily, part of Jeff's balls slipped inside her mouth.
"Goddamn, would you look at that," Jeff said. "She's so cock-hungry, she's going crazy!"
"Then let's drive her completely crazy," Robbie said. "Let's give her so much fucking, she . . . she . . ."
He nuzzled his face under her arm and licked her dangling tits, the thick mounds cutting off his words. He began humping and screwing violently as he chewed and licked her nipples, his entire body tightening, glistening with sweat.
"Suck, whore," Jeff said, meeting her downward sucks with upward thrusts. "Goddamn you, blow it in your fucking, cocksucking throat and eat me alive!"
As another explosion of pure ecstasy shot into Susan's cunt, she prayed for both men to shoot their loads into her at once. And although she realized she probably wouldn't be that lucky, just thinking about it was almost enough. She squirmed savagely between them, grunting and groaning as if in pain.
Suddenly, she felt both cocks swell, sending a shiver of pleasure up and down her spine. As they grew hard as rock, she found it almost impossible to believe that her wishes might come true. She worked furiously on both of them, flexing her ass muscles, sucking wildly. Their cockheads ballooned together.
"Ohhhhh!" she screamed, her voice a plea.
"Suck it, cocksucker," Jeff growled. "Oh . . . baby, I'm almost . . . there . . . I. . ."
"Unh! Take it, bitch," Robbie yelled out from behind her. He slammed into her body with his full weight, feeling his cock expand painfully. His cum was boiling up the center of his cock, ready to burst from the pulsating tip. "Right ... in your . . . unhhhhh!"
Susan felt as if the very earth had shaken when both men slammed their cum in at the same time. While thick, creamy juices shot into her throat, a flood of rich, steamy jism showered her asshole. She flailed about, then froze in a paroxysm of total, raw release, almost losing consciousness.
"Suck, cocksucker," Jeff growled, jabbing his hips upward, emptying more of his cum into her throat.
"Fuck it . . . God, fuck it all the way in," Robbie panted, blasting into her shitter with his huge cock. "Screw it . . . here! Unh . . . here! All the fucking way in . . . here, bitch!"
Susan was so overcome with ecstasy, she couldn't even swallow. As the searing fluid shot from Jeff's prick, she felt it collect in the back of her throat, then drip back out, smoldering into his crotch hairs.
From behind, Robbie was spearing in the bulk of his load, grunting savagely over her right tit. Finally, he pumped in the last of his jism and crushed his full weight over her body. His move caused Susan to exhale, sending a thick stream of cum from her mouth.
"Aaaaghhhh!" she cried out, turning her head to one side. She watched the root of Jeff's cock throb, spewing out the rest of his load. "Mmmmm, wonderful," she gurgled, swirling the stray globs of jism into his crotch hairs.
When both men finally relaxed, she lifted her head slowly and let Jeff's cock slide from her mouth. When it hit his stomach with a dull, smacking thud, she buried her lips in the cream-coated crotch hairs and lapped at the acrid-tasting liquid. As she swallowed it, she could feel the insides of her legs burn with an oozing stream of Robbie's cum. She reached between her legs and scooped the fluid onto her palm, then brought it to her mouth. She mixed it with jism and drank it down with gulping noises.
"Delicious," she groaned. "Mmmmmmm, the best cum I ever sucked in my life!"
She worked on Jeff's cock and balls for several long moments, licking, nibbling, chewing. Soon, Jeff was completely free of cum, his crotch glistening with her warm spit. She then turned to her side and pushed Robbie off. As he lay on his back, she lowered her face to his cock and licked him dry.
"Fuck me some more," she said, her hunger returning. "I ... I want it like this forever."
"Come on over here, baby," Robbie said, tugging at her body. "You just lay on me and we'll ride it together."
"Can three ride?" Jeff asked, grinning broadly.
"Fuck me in the ass," Susan said, grabbing his cock. "Wow . . . one in my cunt and the other in my asshole!"
"You sure you can take it?" Jeff asked, getting behind her and kneeling between her legs.
Quite honestly, Susan wasn't sure. One of them inside her was almost too much. But both of them? They might rip her to shreds!
"Let's try it all," she gasped, throwing caution to the wind.
"OK, baby, you asked for it," Jeff said, spreading her ass cheeks.
Susan nuzzled her face against Robbie's neck and waited. She tried relaxing, but the thought of having both of them grinding inside her caused a shiver of terror to constrict her spine. She exhaled loudly, then closed her eyes.
"Here you go, baby," Robbie said, reaching between them and holding his cock upward. He thrust the tip of it inside her swollen, oozing cunt.
"This one too," Jeff said, piercing her shitter with his cockhead.
"Ohhhhh . . . Gpdddddd!" Susan screamed, biting her lower lip. Both cocks sank inside her at the same time, squeezing her openings painfully apart. The torture, however, seemed to be surrounded by a fog of pure ecstasy. Then, when their pricks were fully inside her, she knew it would be all right. "That's . . . good," she panted. "So . . .fucking . . . good!"
"You fucking believe this?" Jeff said, reaching around her body and cupping her tits. "This baby is a sponge for prick!"
"Mmmmmm, I believe how hot she is," Robbie said. "Hey, let me have one' of those tits," he added, pushing his roommate's hand away from her left breast.
"Suck me, both of you," Susan said, squirming from side to side. "Suck me and fuck me and . . . . . . and . . . do it, you bastards! Give it to me like this all day!"
While Jeff kissed her right tit, Robbie leaned up and gobbled down on her left one. At the same time, they both withdrew their cocks, then plunged back in, completely impaling her holes.
With her insides pulsating with prick, and her tits being licked furiously, Susan became wild with desire. She writhed and bucked between them, scraping her nails over their muscular bodies. Every slight move caused her to flinch with growing pleasure. Soon her guts were like a cauldron ready to explode.
"Fuck me," she panted. "Ream me apart, you big bulls!"
She fell to one side and pulled Jeff with her. As she rolled over, Robbie lay on his side and placed his right hand around her tiny waist. Completely sandwiched between them, she began jerking back and forth savagely.
"Take it, whore," Robbie whispered, working in and out of her pussy with full speed. "God, baby, I love fucking this little cunt of yours. Shit, I think I could cum right now if I wanted to."
"Go ahead!" Susan begged. "Load me up! Both of you!"
As she screamed out the words, a massive convulsion of raw pleasure ripped into her pussy. She flinched for nearly ten seconds, feeling her heart almost pound out of her chest, then she began bucking like a tortured animal.
"Oh . . . Christ ... the best little asshole," Jeff murmured, grabbing her left knee and shoving her leg upward to give him more room. "Gonna fuck it . . . to . . . pieces . . ."
For what seemed an eternity, they drilled in and out of her body, their cocks plunging into the openings, stretching the muscles to the breaking point. Their nuts were throbbing wildly, boiling with thick loads of jism. At last, neither of them could take the torture any longer.
"Fuck it in you, baby," Jeff growled, slamming fully into her shitter. "God . . . suck in my cum . . . now!"
Susan gave a violent scream of ecstasy when she felt the burning sensation in her asshole. She reached between her legs and grasped both sets of nuts and squeezed, milked them. Seconds later, her cunt was swelling with Robbie's first wads of cum.
"Ohhhhh!" Robbie cried out, lunging forward with his huge, hulking strength. "Take it, bitch. Take every goddamned drop and fuck it in you." Susan experienced the most fantastic orgasm she'd ever known. The sensations peaked, exploded, then peaked again. Finally, her entire body was shaking wildly, in a perpetual state of excitement.
When her pleasure subsided a few moments later, she was almost glad. It was simply too intense, too powerful.
"Yessssss," she hissed, relaxing, inhaling deeply. "Cock! Big . . . juicy cock! Two . . . two of them!"
Later, as if in a dream, she crawled from between them and sat on the edge of the bed. She felt exhausted, spent. Every muscle in her body ached and throbbed with its own separate and distinct pain.
"Hey, you're not going, are you?" Jeff said, sitting up. "I thought we were just getting started good."
"I have to go," Susan said reluctantly. It would take her the rest of the day just to rest up for Brian. "I ... I have some things I have to do."
"You have some things you can do right here," Robbie laughed, touching the underside of his cock.
"We'll do this again," she said. "Soon." "When?" Robbie asked, insistent. "Yeah," Jeff joined in. "When?" "Saturday OK?" she asked, reaching for her clothes.
"Why not now?" Jeff said, stroking her back. "I have things to do," Susan said patiently. "I have obligations . . ."
She stopped suddenly, remembering what Bob had said. She then burst out laughing.
"Now is fine," she said, throwing her clothes across the room. "Now is always fine."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Susan pushed her husband onto his back and crawled between his muscular, hairy legs. As she looked down at his half-hard cock, she was reminded again of what she'd done earlier. A shiver of excitement raced up and down her spine. She reached for the huge slab of prick and jacked the loose foreskin over the purplish, oval-shaped head.
"You ready to take care of me?" she teased, stretching, feeling her tits rise. "Mmmmmm, I'm really in the mood to . . . get taken care of."
Although her cunt was raw from fucking Robbie and Jeff, just the sight of her husband's monstrous cock was enough to fill her with raw hunger. Lately, she couldn't seem to get enough. Every time she fucked, she was left with a greater ache, an almost driving need. In fact, on the way home, she had been sorely tempted to pick up a couple of hitchhikers, something she'd always been afraid to do before. The two men weren't even that good-looking, either.
Still, they had pricks, didn't they?
Why am I doing this? she asked herself suddenly. Was it because of what Bob had said? Or was it caused when she thought of Randy.
Ah, sweet Randy. Where are you?
"Oh!" she gasped, remembering Randy had a sister who lived in town. She was a mousy little character, three, perhaps four years younger. She could call her and casually ask about Randy . . .
"I'm going to do it!" she said, almost forgetting where she was.
"Well, go right ahead," Brian laughed.
"Huh?" she said then shook her head as if trying to block out the memory of her high school boyfriend. "Oh, sure," she added quickly, flushing with embarrassment. "This, huh?"
She lowered her face to the dark crotch and ran the tip of her tongue up and down the underside of his cock. As she tasted his cock, she felt it spring to life, bulge, grow longer. The enormous cockhead peeked through the foreskin, then throbbed against his hairy, muscle-rippled stomach.
"Mmmmm, suck it in," Brian said, stretching his legs wide. "Eat all of it, baby. Like only you can do."
Susan closed her eyes and thought about Randy, fantasized that he would be in town. She would call his sister, get the address of the hotel where he was staying, then appear, seductive and alive. He would take her in his arms, tell her how great the South Seas were, then they would steal out to the balcony and fuck under the stars.
"That's it," Brian said, his words piercing the fog of her imagination. "Lick it all the way in and suck out my cum."
Or perhaps they would meet at the Five and Dime, and he would hustle her into a broom closet. To the tune of noisy children and ringing cash registers, they would . . .
"Ohhhhhh!" she gurgled, moving her lips to the hairy base of Brian's cock-Randy's cock.
She lifted her head and looked through the brush of wiry crotch hair, she could almost see Randy's face. She squinted her eyes and Brian reappeared. He had a hungry glint in his eyes, his face contorted with ecstasy.
No, she wouldn't see Randy. Why? God, she had the best right here at home. No one could compare to Brian, not even Robbie. She would stay here and forget about it. She would forget about it right now.
Determinedly, she began gobbling up and down, fighting her thoughts, concentrating on the thickness of his cock, the way it pulsated in her throat. Soon she was lost in pure ecstasy, not thinking at all, merely reacting.
As she sucked him, she rubbed her knees together and felt her clit throb wildly. She puckered her cunt opening, trying to pull the delicate bud inside, then flinched. A sweet spasm of pleasure burned into her crack, causing her back to arch. She gave a low, throaty growl of ecstasy, then slapped her forehead against his stomach.
"Wow . . . take it, baby," Brian said, rocking his body back and forth. "Just . . . fuck . . . just like that, cocksucker."
He began thrusting his hips up and down a little harder, plunging his prick as fast as possible. His nuts were throbbing, ready to burst. He winced, then turned to his side, pulling her with him.
"This . . . way," he panted, crawling on top of her body. He slipped his legs up the sides of her body and sat down on her tits. He then held the back of her head and clammed her face brutally into his crotch. When he felt his cock pulsate between her tonsils, he also felt the first of his explosive load flood up the center of his cock.
"Take . . . take it, cocksucker!" he cried out, flexing every muscle in his body. "Goddamn . . . you, take my prick and . . . and . . . unhhhhhh!"
Susan gurgled loudly when the molten fluid slapped her throat, then dribbled into her stomach. She tore her fingers into his bobbing ass and locked her mouth furiously around the root of his cock. Within seconds, her throat was a cauldron, bubbling with rich globs of swirling cum.
"Aaaaaaghhhh!" she spluttered, sending a shower of jism around his balls. Her orgasm hit her savagely, sending flames of release into every cell of her being.
"Suck, bitch, suck!" Brian yelled, hammering her face harder into his crotch, pumping in the last of his cum. "Suck . . . every fucking drop and gargle . . . it . . . down, cocksucker."
He fell forward and moaned into the pillows as the final wad of cum oozed into her throat. He squirmed his ass around for several seconds, stretching her mouth wide, then stopped movement altogether.
"Yes, baby, yes," he murmured.
Susan lay beneath him for a long while, savoring, inhaling the delicious aroma of sweat and jism. And as the stray streams crept across her cheeks and into her ears, she felt another itch inside her cunt. She lifted her hips and flexed her muscles in her cunt. The itch got worse.
"Fuck me now," she groaned, pushing against his dead weight. "Mmmmm, I want ..."
"No, let's just lay here for a while," Brian panted. "God, baby, it seems like you sucked my guts out."
At last, he rolled onto his back and looked at her. Her expression was almost animal-like, her smile like that of a vampire. What in the world was wrong with her? Not that he minded all the fucking and sucking lately, but, Jesus, she was getting so intense! Like she might explode at any moment.
"Anything bothering you?" he asked. "I mean, anything you want to talk about?"
"Huh?" Susan said, her eyes glued to his rock-hard cock.
"You've been acting kinda funny lately," he said. "Like maybe something is bothering you."
Could he see it? she wondered. Did he know, in some male way, that she'd been screwing her eyes out all day? And with two guys almost ten years younger than herself!
"No, nothing is wrong," she lied, again aware of the nagging sensation at the back of her mind.
"I ... I just love you, that's all." She grasped his cock and jacked it up and down as a last wad of cum melted over his prickhead. "Especially this thing," she laughed.
"OK, if you say so," he said. "But you know you can always talk to me. About anything."
As Susan looked at his handsome, caring face, she shivered. He really did love her, in his own way. Maybe he didn't show it like she wanted all the time, but he did. She lowered her head and kissed his flat, muscular stomach.
"The only thing bothering me now is not getting enough of your big cock," she grinned. "You want to talk about it? Or maybe do something about it."
Before he could make a move, she rolled over onto her stomach, her ass high in the air, her head toward the foot of the bed. She looked over her shoulder and wiggled her lower body seductively.
"Well?" she giggled, licking her bottom lip. "You gonna do it or do I have to go out and hunt up some young studs?"
"You do and I'll break your neck," Brian laughed, genuine affection in his voice. Susan trembled, thinking about those large hands around her neck, slowly squeezing the life out of her. She had been playing it pretty close. First with Bob, and then those young men at the university. Maybe she wanted to get caught, to add some spice to her life. She toyed with the idea of making a full confession, then dismissed it. The idea of dying might be romantic, but being dead was for the birds.
She felt his muscular thighs against her legs, then the pulsating sensations of his cock. She turned around and looked at the wall, a wide grin forming on her face. This is what I really need, she thought. To know that I'm still attractive, wanted.
"Fuck me," she whispered, lowering her head. She looked under her body, between her dangling tits, and saw his thick, hairy balls, the base of his rigid cock. "Give it to me . . . good and hard, you bull."
Brian grasped her rounded hips and nudged forward, pressing the tip of his cock into the furry warmth of her cunt crack. As it became engulfed in sucking sensations, he eased slowly forward. When the last of his prick lay inside her fiery guts, he leaned forward and kissed her on the back.
"Remember how we used to do this when we first got married?" he grunted. "God, it was such a new thing then. We were like a couple of kids, huh?"
"Yes, it was nice," Susan said, thinking back over the years.
"Now we have it down to a science, don't we?" he laughed.
Perhaps that was the problem, Susan thought. There was never any spontaneity any more. He knew exactly how to turn her on, where to touch her, how much was enough, how much was too little. It was something to think about. Later.
"Oh, sweetheart," Brian murmured, reaching around her body and cupping her firm, ripened tits. "I ... I never get tired of fucking you. God, I hope we can do this when we're a hundred."
"Mmmmm, me too," Susan gasped. His firm, pulsating cock was sending shivers up and down her spine, and his breath on the back of her neck caused electric-like jolts of pleasure to race around her cunt.
"Hard, baby," she said, placing her hand between her legs and holding onto his swinging nuts. "Give it to me . . . hard and . . . and . . . fuck me!"
Brian thrust in and out of her cunt a little more quickly as he licked her back. He moved his mouth toward her armpit, then around to her side. He turned her slightly to get a better angle at her tits and clamped his teeth around a rubbery, coral-colored nipple. As he sucked the mound, he felt his nuts throb violently, ready to spit out his cum. He stopped, held back.
"No! Keep doing it!" Susan screamed out, jerking her ass back to gulp his prick inside her. "It's great! Fast! I ... I want it! Jesus, you don't know how much I want it!"
Brian washed over both her tits, leaving them glistening with his warm spit, then sat back on his haunches. He yanked her legs apart with both hands and pulled her backward, completely impaling her guts with his cock.
"Take it, baby," he growled, hammering upward with his full strength. "Fuck it right in your sweet pussy and fuck out my cum!"
As he gouged wildly into her cunt, Susan writhed and bucked, milking his balls with her fingers. Already, she could feel the vibrations of his cum-load, feel his cockbase jerk.
"Fuck . . . fuck me!" she panted, rolling her head around, seeing the room spin. Her climax binned quietly, almost like an animal ready to spring. Soon it expanded, swelled her insides, then exploded.
"Aieeeeeeeee!" she choked, freezing with ultimate release.
When her orgasm burst around his plunging cock, Brian felt as if his balls would be yanked off. He'd never known her to be so demanding before, so intense. He withdrew one final time, then slammed back in. When his cockbase rammed her cunt opening, he fell over her, emptying the first of his massive lumps of jism into her burning body.
"Here, bitch!" he grunted, wrapping his legs around hers, completely engulfing her with his huge, hulking form. "Take . . . fuck my cum and . . . and . . . God, baby . . . good . . . fuck . . . good ..."
Susan sucked on his cum with her convulsing muscles, feeling the juices etch her flesh like acid. Her climax peaked again, this time sending a shower of pure ecstasy into every cell of her body. Finally, she collapsed beneath him, gasping for air.
"My . . . God," she groaned. "They keep getting better and better."
"I know," Brian murmured. "Kinda makes you want to get old quicker, doesn't it?"
Susan thought about what he said, what had been going through her mind for the past week. It seemed as if age crept into every idea, every conversation, almost like it was a plot or something. She was suddenly confused, wondering where it would all lead.
Before she fell asleep that night, she lay in the darkness for a long while.
Should she attempt finding Randy or leave it alone? Oh well, he probably wasn't even in town, not within a thousand miles of Little Rock, she thought.
CHAPTER NINE
Randy was in town. In fact, he had been there for almost a year, his sister said. He'd moved down from New York and now lived over on Cantrell, a rather exclusive part of town.
She drove her car on the winding road, looking for the house number. When she finally located his house-in a secluded wooded section-she parked a couple of blocks down the street and walked the rest of the way. She stood outside the Tudor-style house for several seconds, then rapped the brass knocker.
"I'm looking for Randy ..." she began, then stopped, gasping at the balding, heavy-set man. "Randy? Is ... is that you?"
"Hi, Susan!" the man said. "It's me all right. Come on in."
Susan was ushered into a rather charming living room done in browns and blues. On the mantle, in silver frames, were pictures of a rather intense-looking, dark-haired woman. Beside them were photographs of two children, obviously school pictures. At the end was another one of Randy in Bermuda shorts, holding a large fish in one hand. She hardly recognized the squinting eyes, the bony knees.
"Well, it looks as if you landed on both feet," she said nervously. "Your sister tells me you've been here about a year."
"Yeah," he said, sitting opposite her in a tufted, Queen Anne chair, "Estelle and I came down with the company."
"The company?" Susan repeated, still stunned. "Dr. Pepper," he said proudly. "I'm in charge of the mid western accounts."
"I see," Susan said, her tone indicating clearly that she didn't. "Dr. Pepper."
"You surprised?" he asked, smiling.
God, did he have a gold tooth? Susan said to herself.
"Quite frankly, I am," she said. "The last I heard, you were going on some banana boat to ... " "Aw that," he said, gesturing with his hand, taking a sip of a martini with the other, "I met Estelle the day I was supposed to leave, and one thing lead to another and ..."
"So I see," Susan said, glancing again at the photographs of his children.
"Her father is a bigwig with Dr. Pepper. Owns quite a bit of the stock, in fact, and ..."
Susan turned off whatever he said next. It was obviously a speech he'd repeated many times over, and anyway, she had to think.
Was this really Randy? Or was this another of his jokes? Could this . . . person be the same one who had been the heartthrob in high school, who had screwed her on the principal's desk? He looked like a cheap imitation, turned out to please a less discriminating public.
"So I sent the wife and kids to do some shopping so we could amuse ourselves like old times," he said, winding up.
The wife and kids? Amuse ourselves, for God's sake?
Before she had time to react, he had crossed the room and lifted her in his meaty arms. His mouth was on hers, his hands everywhere, it seemed.
"We don't have much time," he whispered, pulling her toward the bedroom. "Let's make the most of it."
Although Susan wasn't exactly turned on, she wasn't disgusted, either. It was still Randy, no matter what. And he sure did know how to kiss. She felt her pussy throb with anticipation like it had in the good old days.
When they entered the bedroom, he tore at her clothes, then his own. He lay her down on the bed and crawled between her legs, pushing himself forward. His rock-hard cock was probing at the entrance to her cunt, his balls crawling up the insides of her thighs. He kissed her again, this time more demandingly, stabbing his tongue into her mouth.
"Baby, you can't imagine how many times I've thought about this moment," he gasped, running his fingers over her swollen tits. "God, just like in high school. Remember all the times we fucked all night?"
"Oh . . . yes," Susan whispered, closing her eyes. In her mind she could see that eager, young face, feel the firm young body. Yes, this was Randy all right. Her passion was mounting wildly, ready to split her guts.
"I . . . I've thought about this moment, too," she said, raking her nails over his back.
"Ready for my big cock?" he murmured, lifting his hips. "Huh, baby? You been thinking about that?"
In answer, Susan grasped his prick with both hands and guided the tip of it into her puckered cunt opening. As it slipped inside, she screamed out with an immediate climax. She threw her legs upward, then wrapped them around his pumping ass, clamping her ankles together.
"Fuck! Fuck . . . meeeeee!" she panted.
"Wow . . . still the same old wildcat, aren't you?" Randy grinned. "If Estelle was half the woman you are ... " His words became a muffle as he locked his lips around her right tit. He then sucked the mound in as far as it would go and bit into the delicate flesh. He worked his ass up and down savagely, drilling in and out at full speed.
"Fuck it, baby," he grunted, clawing at her shoulders. "God, baby, screw it all the way in."
Another sweet explosion of raw release shot into Susan's guts when she felt the base of his cock expand. He would be blowing his load any second, she thought, those glorious wads of cum she remembered so well. She slid her feet under her ass and jerked her hips upward, completely impaling him inside her cunt.
"Give it to me, you bastard!" she cried, biting her lower lip. "Shove it to me! Make it . . . make it good!"
"Oh . . . it is . . . good," Randy growled, moving his hands across her thighs. He yanked her legs brutally apart and humped upward, driving his iron-like cock forward. When it penetrated fully, he felt his balls burst with release.
"Oh . . . shit! Shit!" he cried out, every muscle in his body flexing, his skin beaded with sweat.
Susan's climax exploded again when the first of his tremendous cum-lead plowed into her cunt. She froze for a second, then began punching her hips up and down, shivering as the juices sloshed about his plunging cock.
"Give it to me!" she yelled, thrashing about wildly. "Goddamn you . . . give . . .me every wonderful . . . drop!"
While he slammed in the rest of his gigantic load of jism, Susan's body trembled with one fantastic orgasm after another. Soon she was in a constant state of excitement. She was almost glad when her pleasures subsided some moments later. She felt spent, exhausted.
"Well, you sure haven't forgotten how to fuck," she said, her chest heaving, her breath coming fast and hard. "That's for sure!"
They lay molded together for a long while, then pulled apart, looking at each other. Finally, Randy reached out and cupped her tits, then kissed them tenderly.
"You still remember how to suck cock?" he teased. "Hell, I remember one night when ..."
"Judge for yourself," Susan said, interrupting. She scrambled between his legs and lowered her face to his cum-smeared crotch. "I'll do it just like then," she added, licking the hard, buttery surface.
She played with his cock for a few seconds, jacking it slowly with her hands, kissing it with her mouth. Then, when she felt the pressure of his hands at the back of her head, she gobbled it entirely into her throat and pursed her lips.
"God . . . you're the only one who can do it like that," Randy gasped, watching her with a fascinated expression. "Take . . . take it all the way in and lick me dry, cocksucker."
Susan pulled his legs farther apart and fully burrowed between his thighs. As she sucked the cockbase with her munching lips, she felt his balls swell against her chin. She cupped them and rolled the loose folds of skin over her cheeks. She could feel a fresh load of jism building, vibrating like bees.
"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, squeezing her legs together, feeling his cum ooze over her clit.
"Faster, baby . . . and all the way in," Randy said, rocking his hips back and forth.
"Christ. . . that's good.'* Susan worked her head up and down furiously, digging her nails into his thighs. As she sucked, he seemed to grow to twice his already huge size, filling her throat. She gobbled down a couple of seconds later and held herself there, moaning as another flash of climax tore at her cunt.
"Mmmmfffff!" she choked, freezing with raw release.
"Ready?" Randy grunted, wrapping his meaty legs around her shoulders. He crushed her face with his crotch and humped upward. As his cum spurt up the center of his cock, he rolled to one side.
"I. . . I'm . . . there!" he yelled, blasting in the first of his tremendous load.
"Aaaaghhhh!" Susan choked, swallowing the greasy wads of jism with eager gulps. The heat from his juices filtered through her guts, inflaming her cunt again. She bucked with a storm of pleasure, baring her teeth, scraping at the pulsating cockbase. She gave another throaty gurgle, then let his prick slip from her mouth. It flopped against his stomach and throbbed like an angry, spitting snake.
"No," he grunted, grabbing his cock and forcing it back between her lips. "Take . . . take it all, baby."
When Susan clamped her lips around his cockhead, a final blast of molten cum showered the back of her throat. Slowly, it dripped down her esophagus, steaming through her nostrils.
"Perfect," Randy grunted, falling back, letting his legs slide off her shoulders. "God, what a trip down memory lane!"
After she cleaned him up with her mouth, she sat back on her haunches and looked at him. Sure, he had changed a lot over the years-both mentally and physically-but he was every bit as wonderful in bed. She wondered suddenly what he was thinking about her. When he spoke, it was almost as if he had been reading her mind.
"You haven't changed a bit," he said, stroking her arms. "Christ, you make me feel so old."
"Well, I have a husband, a house, the usual stuff," she said sadly. "I ... I guess we can't ever go back, can we?"
"Who would want to?" he said, puzzled. "Now that I'm working for Dr. Pepper and ..."
"Yeah, I know," Susan said. "The idea of banana boats seems kinda silly, doesn't it."
They remained silent for a long while, lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Susan got off the bed and began dressing. Randy lit up a cigar and watched her.
"You're happy, then?" she asked, moving toward the door.
"As a lark," he said honestly. "Yourself?"
"I guess I am," she said slowly. "Sometimes it's hard to know."
"Christ, seeing you brings back such memories," he said, smiling. "We sure had fun, didn't we?"
"Sure did," she replied.
"Hey," he said as she walked out the door. "Let's get together again. Real soon."
"Sure," she said, smiling. "I'm in the book. My name's Cortney now."
"I'll call you, Mrs. Cortney," he said, knowing he wouldn't.
"And I'll be waiting to hear the phone ring," she replied, knowing she wouldn't.
It was a one-shot deal, they both knew.
Susan walked out into the glare of the sun and laughed. She realized suddenly she didn't want to go back, that she'd been a fool for trying. Things change, people change. She would have to tell Bob he was right. She would then settle down to the obligations of a husband and a home.
But first she had to say goodbye to Jeff and Robbie. She got in the car and drove in the direction of the university, feeling free and alive.
CHAPTER TEN
"Well, the mystery woman returns," Robbie said, opening the door. "Christ, where have you been? I've looked all over campus and ..."
Susan embraced him warmly, her lips cutting off his words. She then closed the door with her foot and wrapped her arms around his waist. She toyed with his firm, tight ass, gliding her fingers down his crack.
"I've missed you," she whispered. "You miss me?"
"Let me show you," he murmured, lifting her in his arms. He walked over to the bed and lay her down, then he lay down on top of her. "God, I'm gonna show you real good, baby."
While he kissed her passionately, he fumbled with her clothes. When her firm, ripened breasts were exposed, he licked her neck down to the hollow of her throat, then locked his lips around her nipples. He sucked and chewed on her tits with growing hunger, removing his own clothes. When they were both naked, he squeezed between her legs, drawing the underside of his cock over her oozing cunt entrance.
He raised himself a few seconds later and simply looked at her, his eyes taking in the full-blown beauty. She looked better than ever, her breasts larger than he remembered. Her hair seemed so silky, so soft as it swept around her tanned shoulders. He'd never seen eyes so green. They were like flashing emeralds.
"I ... I want you," he gasped, spreading her legs wider.
"I want you, too," Susan said, feeling her cunt burn with expectation.
"No, I mean all the time," Robbie said quickly. "I want you to move in with me. I want you here."
Susan wished she could say she was tempted, but she wasn't. The whole time she was looking at him, she had been thinking of Brian. She liked being married to him. She liked being taken care of.
"I can't," she said softly.
Robbie took her rebuff good-naturedly, and smiled.
At least he had her now and that was enough. Still, she might change her mind. Who can tell about women? he thought.
"Do me slow and easy," Susan said, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Let's do it so we remember it for a long time, OK?"
"You sound like you're going away," he said, looking at her intently. "Are you?"
"In a way, I guess," she answered, smiling brightly.
"Well, let's make the most of it, then," he said, again burrowing between her tits.
"Yes," she answered, "the most of it."
The young man lifted his hips and worked the end of his cock into her swollen cunt. He squirmed his ass around and stabbed forward, thrusting until the base of his prick touched the slippery rim of muscle. When he felt the hugging, sucking warmth, he raised his head and gave a low, throaty moan of pleasure.
"Wow ... so fucking hot," he said. "Best little piece of tail I've had since you were here." Susan let herself go completely, forgetting about Randy, Brian, everyone and everything. Nothing mattered but the way his cock was filling up her insides, how her tits ached for his mouth. She slipped her hands around his waist to his firm, hairy ass, pushing him down hard.
When she felt the pressure of his cock push her opening apart, she lifted her legs, then threw them around his hips. His balls slipped into the crack of her ass and throbbed with a thick load of cum. The sensation caused her throat to constrict with raw, aching hunger. She bared her teeth and bit into the taut muscles of his shoulders.
"Fuck me," she whimpered, arching her back. "Stick it in me and load up my pussy with gallons of cum."
"Fuck . . . you can have it right now if you want it," Robbie gasped. His cum-load was boiling, begging to be released and it was all he could do to keep back the onslaught.
"Not yet," Susan said, stabbing her fingernails into the crack of his ass. "I . . . I want to have you inside me for hours."
Robbie fell down and exhaled loudly. He knew if he moved an inch, it would be all over. Finally, he felt the throbbing sensations abate somewhat and withdrew his cock. He plunged back in and flinched. Again, the pressure of his jism hit him.
"Damn ... I can't wait," he panted. "Don't you want it now?" he begged.
Although she did, she also liked the torture of waiting. She held him down to keep him from moving, and rocked her chest back and forth, feeling her nipples glide over his chest.
"Just a little longer,'* she murmured. "Then you can do anything you want."
"Anything?" he grinned. "You sure about that?"
"Anything," Susan said, her voice a raspy gurgle.
Robbie closed his eyes, thinking about everything they could do. After he fucked her, he could jam his cock in her throat and blow his load right into her. Or maybe he could fuck those gorgeous tits. Wrap them around his cock and ... or poke it to her asshole, or . . .
"Fuck!" he cried out, every muscle in his body flexing. His climax hit him wildly, without warning. "Now!" he gasped, hammering into her body with his full strength, his ass becoming a blur. "Shit. . . I'm sorry! I ... I can't help it!"
Susan trilled out a happy groan of pleasure when she felt his cock explode with warmth. Somehow it made it more exciting knowing he couldn't control himself. It gave her power, delicious power. She began moving with him, humping her ass up and down, closing her cunt lips around his expanding cock.
"Fuck me," she whispered, digging her fingers into his shitter. "Ream out my pussy and fill it full of hot, creamy cum, you bastard."
As she said the words, her own climax thundered in her guts, absorbing the pulsating wads of cum. She threw herself upward against his body and scraped her teeth over his shoulders and neck, her pleasures peaking violently.
Susan couldn't believe the amount of his release, It seemed for a couple of seconds that her insides would explode just from the huge amount. Soon her opening was creamy and wet, her thighs burning with delicate streams of molten, lava-like liquid.
"Ohhhhhh!" she yelled, flinching, experiencing one last wave of orgasm. She tightened her grasp on his humping body, then fell back in an exhausted heap, gasping for air. "Yes, yes, yes," she murmured, her eyes closing with a flutter.
Robbie collapsed on top of Susan and squirmed around, giving one last hump to her cum-soaked pussy. He nuzzled his face against her neck and groaned, nibbling at her delicate flesh with his lips.
"You're not finished are you?" Susan teased, when she didn't feel him move for several moments.
"You kidding?" Robbie said, springing to life. "Hell, I was just getting my second wind. That one took a lot of out of me."
He looked at her and smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to shoot off so fast. When I'm with you, I feel like a little kid again."
"I know what you mean," Susan said, then brushed the serious thoughts aside. "Now, let's make it slow and easy, OK?" she added, squirming from beneath him.
"I can't make any promises," Robbie laughed. "That's pretty goddamned obvious. But we'll give it the old college try."
"Fuck my tits," Susan said, rolling over on the bed to give him more room. She stretched, then placed her hands on her swollen tits. When the nipples buzzed together, she darted her tongue out. Slowly, she lifted the mounds to her mouth and gave him a wicked grin.
"You like that?" she asked. "Like sticking it right between them?"
"I'll say," Robbie said, his eyes widening with pleasure. He straddled her middle and placed his hands over hers. He then thrust his cock into the silky masses of tit, feeling it become engulfed in warmth.
"Christ, that's what made me blow my fucking load so quick. Thinking about doing something like this."
"Oh, that's nice," Susan murmured, opening her mouth to catch the end of his cock as it slipped between her tits. She licked the purplish head, savoring the sweet flavor of cum and pussy juice.
"Mmmmmmm, so sweet."
Robbie leaned forward and inched his knees into her armpits. He then slipped his hands to the back of her head and pushed her face down, stabbing in about two inches of his prick. It was the most fantastic feeling he could imagine, having half his cock between her tits, the other half in her mouth. In a way, it was even better than her pussy.
"Suck me, baby," he grunted, punching in a little more of his cock. His balls throbbed through the valley of her tits, tightened, pulsated. "Just. . . like that."
He began working back and forth quickly, until finally he maintained a steady rhythm. When he sensed that he might cum, he slowly eased up or stopped altogether. As the pangs subsided, he fucked harder, faster.
"Ah, now that's the way," Susan murmured, holding her tits around his plunging cock with one hand, moving the other to his muscular stomach. She played with the swirling hairs, then let her fingers crawl around his waist. She inched to his bobbing ass and stabbed her finger inside his shitter. When he flinched and gouged fully forward, his cock slipped almost all the way inside her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" she gurgled.
"You like that, huh?" Robbie whispered, feeling her lips tighten around his prick. "Bet you just love the shit out of eating big cock."
Susan shook her head and pressed harder against his shitter with her fingers. She was growing as excited as he was before, her throat aching for his delicious cum. She released her tit, allowing him full entry inside her mouth.
"Gimme!" she gurgled, closing her lips on the wiry hairs. "Mmmmmmmmmm!"
"Wow, you are as cock-hungry as they come, baby," Robbie whispered, lying fully on her face. "Well, let's see how you like a little face-fucking."
With that, he began thrusting in and out with all his strength. Each time his cock banged in her throat, he squirmed his ass around. He could feel his cockhead stab between her tonsils, then creep down her esophagus. At times, even the loose folds of skin that encased his balls slipped between her lips.
"Like that," he panted. "God, baby, keep sucking. I'll load you up with so much jism it blows out your cocksucking ears."
Susan was in a frenzy of lust. She gobbled and chewed for all she was worth, feeling her insides constrict, bubble with nearing climax. A few seconds later, her cunt seemed to split open, the burst with a shower of hot spasms. She choked and spluttered wildly, sucking until her neck ached.
"Oh . . . shit, baby," Robbie growled. "You're gonna get it now. I ... I can't hold back."
Susan couldn't imagine words pleasing her more. Her throat was on fire, begging, pleading for his cum. She sucked and pulled almost violently on his cock, her breath hot against his crotch hairs. Soon she felt the base of his cock jerk slightly, then she tasted the delicate flavor of his jism. From the vibrations between her lips, she knew the first wad was blasting from his nuts.
"Aaaaaaghhhhhh!" she screamed, her entire body bucking with release. The very second the first lump of cum hit the back of her throat, her pussy exploded with orgasm.
"Suck it, cocksucker," Robbie wailed, slapping his ass up and down savagely. "Eat it all in and drink it down! Come on, whore . . . every . . . fucking glob of it."
Susan licked and chewed until her jaws almost locked, but even when he'd finished cumming in her mouth, she wanted more. She burrowed into his crotch, then pushed him to his side.
"More," she spluttered, spitting his cock from her mouth and washing some of the stray wads of cream from his nuts. "God, I want gallons and gallons of this delicious stiff to eat."
While Robbie lay there gasping for air, she worked on his cock like a starving animal. Soon his entire crotch was glistening with her warm spit. He felt spent, hardly able to move.
"Hang on, baby," he gasped, "you're gonna eat me alive."
"That's what I want to do," Susan said excitedly, hoping against hope that he could go again soon. "Come on," she pleaded, "give it to me. I ... I have to have it!"
Just at that moment, the door opened and Jeff walked in. When he saw what was going on, he grinned. This time he didn't drop his books, however. He placed them gently on a chair and began undressing.
"Talk about deja vu," he said, grinning wide.
"No, let's talk cock," Susan gasped. "Let's talk lots and lots of cock!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When Jeff walked naked toward the bed, Susan was again taken with the sheer masculinity of his form. The dark, brick-red hair that covered his ruddy flesh seemed almost alive like tiny flames. When he reached out and touched her shoulders, his long fingers massaging the delicate flesh, she shivered with anticipation.
"I see you're ready to go," she grinned, touching his rock-hard cock with her hands.
"Ready to cum, you mean," he laughed. He sat down on the bed and pulled her close, pressing her tits against his sculptured chest. When he felt her nipples throb against his own, he kissed the hollow of her throat. "Shit, baby, you don't know how ready," he murmured.
"Fuck me in the ass," Susan gasped, pulling him down on her body. "You ride me from behind?"
"What's the matter with ol' Robbie?" Jeff laughed suddenly, looking at his roommate. "You fuck him out?"
"She fucked me out," Robbie said, grinning, his eyes closed. "You just keep her motor tuned up though. Never know what will pop up."
"I know one thing that's popped up," Jeff smiled. He turned Susan onto her stomach and crawled between her legs. He slid the end of his cock up and down her legs, finally resting it in the crack of her ass. As his nuts hung against her cunt, he added, "And I'm gonna fuck it right in this sweet shitter."
When he lay over her body, Susan spread her legs wide. She reached out with her right hand and grasped Robbie's half-hard cock. She squirmed closer and kissed his hip.
"Fuck me while I suck him," she murmured, inching her mouth toward the monstrous prick. "Mmmmmmm, two cocks again. God, I'm gonna miss this."
"Miss it?" Jeff asked, pressing his lips to her shoulder. "You going someplace?"
"Maybe," she answered. "So make it good. Make it real good."
"You got it, baby," Jeff murmured.
He placed his large, freckled hands on her ass and spread her cheeks wide. When the delicate bud of her shitter was revealed, he lifted his hips and nuzzled the tip of his cock to the greasy, puckered hole. Slowly, he eased downward, stabbing in about two or three inches of his cock.
Susan flinched violently, feeling a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure riddle her body. She arched her back and threw her head to one side, a moan escaping her lips.
"Yes!" she cried out, biting down on Robbie's prick. She sucked his cockhead and lapped the rubbery texture of his foreskin. "All... the way," she begged. "Shove it to me hard."
Jeff withdrew slightly, then slammed completely inside. As the base of his cock crammed into the tight ring of muscle, he felt his balls throb painfully between her thighs. He squirmed around, reaching under for her tits.
Fully impaled with Jeff's rock-hard cock, Susan shivered with anticipation. She gobbled down the hairy root of Robbie's prick, holding this position until she thought her lungs would explode. Slowly, she glided her lips toward the cockhead and let the shaft flop onto his stomach. As his cock lay there, she saw it pulsate, throb to life.
"Thought you were fucked out," she teased, looking up at Robbie's face. "Looks like there's plenty of action still here."
"Maybe a little," he allowed, grinning.
"Mmmmmmm, a lot!" she gasped, licking his cock, then finally washing around his balls. "And ... and I just love big cock to suck."
Behind her, Jeff was pumping gently in and out of her shitter, feeling her insides tighten and hug his cock. He moved his knees upward, pushing her thighs farther apart. He then worked his head under her arm and lapped her right tit. Slowly, he licked upward, and took the rubbery, coral-colored nipple between his teeth. As he bit into the rubbery flesh, he thrust inside with a hard movement.
"Ohhhhhh!" Susan cried out, flinching with growing pleasure. She found it difficult to believe, but her orgasm was already throbbing, ready to burst around her cunt.
"Hard!" she begged. "God, give it to me hard, you bastard!"
Jeff did as she asked, increasing the speed of his fucking until his ass was a fleshy blur. His balls were crawling up and down her thighs, throbbing wildly. Each stroke brought him closer, and soon it was impossible to fight the aches any longer. His cum boiled from his nuts to the base of his cock.
"Hope you're ready for a hot load of cum, baby," he said, chewing more hungrily on her tit. "I'm gonna blow this shitter of yours to kingdom come."
"Yes!" Susan wailed, gobbling up and down Robbie's now rock-hard cock. "Give it to me! Fuck me! I... I want it!"
Although her words were mere gurgles, muffles of pleasure, Jeff knew she was more than ready. He let himself go completely, relaxing the muscles at the root of his cock. Immediately, his jism load burst upward, ballooning the end of his cock.
"Unhhhhh!" he cried out, every muscle in his body flexing to iron* "Take it, cocksucker! Goddamn you, fuck my prick in your asshole and suck out my cum!"
When Susan felt the enormous, burning spasm of cum, she experienced a storm of release. It was the strangest feeling, she thought, to have her shitter reamed out and have her cunt explode with orgasm. Rather than try to explain it, she went with it, until her entire body was electric with passion.
She bucked and writhed wildly, tearing at Robbie's crotch with her nails, gobbling up and down his cock. When her climax peaked, she felt Robbie's cock grow even harder, then jerk.
"Shit . . . suck," Robbie murmured, trying to sit up, but lacking the strength. "Eat my cock and drink my cum down, bitch."
Susan couldn't believe she'd gotten so lucky. Having one cock explode inside her was fantastic, but two! She tasted the steam from his cum and felt her throat twitch with raw, almost insane hunger.
"Aaaaaaghhhhh!" she choked, accepting the first glob of jism. The fiery liquid showered over her tonsils and shot into her stomach. Almost immediately, another thick gush spewed from his pulsing cockhead and blasted upward, behind her nose. A couple of seconds later, twin, glistening streams of silvery jism dribbled from both nostrils.
"Mmmmmffffff!" she gurgled, air mixing with cum, rattling her throat.
"Take it, bitch!" Jeff gasped, slamming in the last of his boiling load. "Fuck in every drop!"
"Suck, cunt," Robbie said, touching the back of her head with his left hand and jerking his hips upward. "Eat me alive, baby. Suck in all my cock and drain me, baby."
For the next several moments, Susan had one climax after another until pleasure became almost commonplace. Finally, a last convulsion hit her insides, then subsided, sending a surge of warmth into every cell of her being. She relaxed slowly, gasping over Robbie's cum-coated cock.
"Wow . . . you talk about a lady who can eat cock," Robbie murmured. "Man she could get cum out of a doorknob!"
They lay like that for several moments, waiting for their breathing to become normal. When it had, Jeff pulled away and lay on his side, his eyes on her firm, sensuous body. She was perfect in every detail, almost too good to be true. Just looking at her caused another throb of hunger in his loins. He fingered the soft flesh of her ass and hips, finally moving his hands to the burning mound of cunt.
"Hey, come over here," Jeff said. "He's not going to do you any good and my old cock is just ripe for some more fucking."
Susan slipped her mouth off of Robbie's spent prick and snuggled close to Jeff. As she kissed the hollow of his throat, she could feel his heart thunder, his cock throb wildly between her legs. She reached for the monster with both hands and shivered with anticipation. This is what she liked best, going from one cock to another, over and over again.
God, wouldn't be wonderful to have a whole army of young, well-hung studs? How long would it take just to get sick of cock?
"Never!" she said, again shivering with pleasure.
"Never?" Jeff asked, cupping her tits.
"Never stop fucking me," she gasped, pressing against his rock-hard body. "I want your cock inside me and fucking me forever."
"Hey, I've got an idea," Jeff said quickly. "Why don't you move in with us and ..."
"Forget it," Robbie said sleepily. "I've already asked her. She must have something pretty good waiting for her someplace else."
"Yes, I do," Susan said, thinking of Brian, wishing suddenly she were with him. She closed her eyes and could almost see his handsome face, those smiling eyes. "Oh . . . yes," she whispered. "Fuck me. Make it last forever."
As she trembled with passion, Jeff pushed her onto her back and crawled between her legs. He lowered his crotch to hers, then gouged the tip of his cock into her swollen cunt. With one quick move, he jabbed inside, then flinched..
"Oh . . . shit!" he cried out, biting down on her mouth. "So . . . sweet and . . . tight!"
When Susan felt his probing tongue and his pumping cock, she experienced a long, all-powerful convulsion of raw release. She tore at his back and ass with her nails and thrashed beneath him as if in pain.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck meeeeee!" she screamed, molding her buzzing cunt around his cock.
"Jesus, baby, you're on fire," Jeff growled. "Well, let's see just how hot we can make us both."
With that, he began tearing into her cunt with his full strength. As he fucked her violently, he chewed on her lips and ran his tongue over her chin to the hollow of her throat. When he felt his cum-load bearing into the base of his cock, he gulped down on her tits, nibbling at the rubbery nipples.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" he gurgled, reaching full speed, knowing that it couldn't last much longer.
Susan had never been fucked like this in her life! Jeff seemed to be grinding into her cunt as if in a rage. Every second was pure ecstasy. She worked with him, rocking back and forth, slapping her crotch upward to meet his hard plunges. Each time he thrust inside her, another ripple of pleasure shot into her guts.
"Aieeeeeeee!" she screamed out suddenly, her ecstasy reaching a level that bordered torture. She froze for a full minute, then began bucking like a wild horse. "Fuck me, you big bastard! God, fuck me to death!"
"Unhhhhhhh!" Jeff spat, slamming in the first of his thick, creamy cum. "Fuck it in you, whore! God . . . all of it!"
If possible, the sensations that riddled her guts got even better. She slipped her right foot under her ass and threw her body upward, rolling him onto his back. Immediately, she straddled his middle and bounced up and down on his body.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she whimpered, digging her nails into his chest, sucking more of his cum into her cunt. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! All. . . the way in!"
Even after he had stopped blowing his wad, she worked furiously, slapping his cock in and out of her pulsating cunt. Finally, she slowed her movements and felt the greasy globs of jizm ooze from her cunt, shower his balls. She lifted herself until just the tip of his cock remained inside, then fell forward.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" she cried, feeling one last burst of climax. She rocked back and forth, then stopped all movement, gasping against his chest.
Moments later, she pulled away and snuggled between his legs, lowering her face to his cum-splattered crotch. She darted her tongue over the wiry masses of hair, over his balls, up his prick. ; When the delicious fluid burned her throat, she felt an urgency that almost frightened her. She washed him quickly, then got off the bed. As she dressed, she looked at Jeff, a smile on her lips.
"I have to leave now," she said softly. "Maybe I'll see you again, some day."
"Mmmmmmm?" Jeff murmured, his eyes closed, obviously either too exhausted to comment, or asleep. There was no doubt about Robbie. His chest was rising and falling rhythmically, a soft snore escaping his lips.
"I'm going home," Susan said, loving the sound of the words. "I'm going home where I belong."
As she walked out into the afternoon sun, she had never felt happier. Somehow, all her problems had been resolved with hardly any thinking at all. Perhaps seeing Randy had made the difference, she thought.
Sure we get older, she said to herself, and maybe we can't go back, but that's just as well. We tend to forget the bad times and remember only the good, as it should be. But we have to live for now, not then.
She didn't want at forty to look back on high school for her memories. She wanted to look back at her thirties. And at fifty, she would have her forties.
"Home," she whispered, getting into the car.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Susan stepped out of the shower and splashed herself with her best perfume. She wanted everything to be perfect for tonight because in a way, this was almost like her wedding night. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She just hoped Brian was up to all she had to offer!
Later, putting the final touches to her face, she stood back from the mirror and studied herself critically. She felt she'd never looked prettier, happier.
She turned suddenly, hearing a knock on the front door. Now who could that be? she wondered. Well, whoever it was, she'd get rid of them quickly. Brian was due home any second.
"Bob!" she said when she opened the front door. She flushed, embarrassed to see him. "Is . . . Brian with you?" she asked stupidly, looking over his shoulder.
"No," he said, entering the house, "he told me to come over and check on you. He's been trying to phone you all day. Guess you weren't home."
"I was out," she answered, closing the door. "What . . . what did he want."
"He has to work a double shift," Bob explained. "He'll be home at two."
"Oh no," Susan said, frowning. For a perfect evening, it was already a disaster. "Crap," she added, flopping down on the couch.
"Hey, you smell nice," Bob said, shooting her a grin. "Guess you had, uh, big plans, huh?"
"Yeah," she answered.
"Well, things never work out like they're supposed to," he said philosophically. "Obligations, you know," he added with a twinkle.
She laughed suddenly, remembering their conversation in the park. God, it seemed like years ago.
"Got to learn to go with the tide," he said, joining her on the couch.
"Like a dead fish?" she teased.
"No," he said. "More like a salmon against the . . .well, you know what I mean."
"I do now," she admitted. "What you said made a lot of sense. I was just too stupid to realize it at the time."
"Remember the other things I said?" he asked, touching her thigh.
"What?" she asked, feeling her heart thunder in her chest.
"About how I'd like to have that affair with you," he said, moving his fingers up her leg. "Like I said, it takes two to do it."
Obligations, Susan thought. She had obligations to her husband, but she also had obligations to herself. And quite honestly, she wouldn't mind if Brian saw another woman on occasion, so long as he always loved only her.
She was glad in a way that Brian had to work and Bob was here. It would be a test of her emotions. And besides, he looked so handsome sitting there, virile and alive.
"There are two of us here," she whispered, touching his hand. "Is that the magic number?"
"Sure is," he laughed, kissing her firmly on the mouth. "Unless, maybe it was four."
"Four?" she asked.
"Well after all, Brian is my best friend, and best friends share things, right? I thought if we came out in the open about everything, it would make things easier."
"You and me . . . and, would your wife agree to something like that?" she asked.
"She's had the hots for Brian since I can remember," he laughed. "Does it bother you?"
"No," she said honestly. In fact, she liked the idea a lot. "Does it bother you?"
"Of course not," Bob laughed. "Why should it?"
The only thing left was finding out if it bothered Brian. For the first time, she really didn't know what his reaction would be. It would be interesting to find out, however.
"Now about that affair," she grinned, pulling him close. "Just show me how to do it."
Before he could say anything, she locked her mouth on his and thrust out her tongue. At the same time, she unzipped his dirty work jeans and pulled his throbbing cock out. She jacked the foreskin over the thick ball for several seconds, then swirled her fingers into the dark-brown patch of wiry hair.
"Mmmmmmm, you already know how," Bob said, placing his hands on her head, pushing her down between his legs.
Susan pulled his shirt open and kissed his hairy, muscular chest. As she did this, he fumbled with his trousers and boots, then removed his socks. When he was naked, he removed her nightgown and cupped her upturned, ripened tits.
Slowly, Susan worked her mouth toward his crotch When her chin nudged the tip of his cock, she felt her pussy buzz with excitement. Part of it was being with him, but a greater part was thinking about what might happen in the future. She might be able to do this while her husband watched. And she could watch while Brian fucked Bob's wife.
"Oh, I'm gonna love it!" she moaned. "Mmmmmm, just love it!"
"I already love it," Bob whispered, increasing the pressure on her head. "Come on, cocksucker, suck it in and eat out my cum."
Susan flicked the tip of her tongue over his cockhead, then gulped the full length of his cock into her throat. As she pursed her lips tightly around the hairy root, she felt the heat from his cock filter downward, through her guts. Her cunt became hotter than ever, already oozing with anticipation. She squirmed around, stimulating her clit, feeling it pulsate with pleasure.
"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, lifting her head, sliding her lips over the smooth, rubbery surface of his cock. When only his cockhead remained between her teeth, she licked the loose skin that surrounded the oval-shaped monster. The flavor of dried piss and cum hit her throat like steam from acid.
"Mmmmmmmm, love sucking your big, hard cock," she gurgled, then pounced back down to the thick, meaty root.
"Ah . . . that's it, baby," Bob grunted, lifting his hips and squirming his ass around. "Eat it in like that. God, baby, I've got a cum-load that's gonna choke the shit out of you. Now . . . suck, bitch. Suck it all out."
Susan began working her mouth up and down as quickly as possible. Soon her blonde hair swept about her face and shoulders like a fiery halo. Her forehead was slapping his stomach noisily.
"Mmmf! Mmmf! Mmmf!" she gurgled, tearing at his crotch with her nails, feeling her cunt become electric with pleasure.
"Yes, cocksucker, yes," Bob grunted, punching his hips upward. "Shit . . . I'm so fucking close!"
Susan couldn't wait any longer for his cum. Her throat was starving, begging for his jism. She rocked her head back and forth and burrowed between his thighs, sucking him in a rage.
"Fuck . . . suck," Bob growled, leaning over her body as he felt the first of his enormous cum-load boil into the root of his cock. "Suck ... me . . . cocksucker!"
"Aaaaghhhhh!" Susan choked, feeling the first hot blast of scalding jism slap her throat. The fluid seemed to explode, showering in every direction. Some of the rich liquid even blasted behind her nose where it shot from both nostrils in glistening, silvery streams.
"Mmmnnnfffgggg!" she spluttered, gobbling in more of the flaming cum.
"Eat, cocksucker," Bob said, almost standing. He thrust deeply into her mouth and held her there forcefully with his hands, churning in the bulk of his load. "Suck ... me dry! Unh! Unhhhhh!"
Susan's cunt spasmed with release so violent, she thought her backbone would snap. She froze for a second as her face became glued to his crotch, and she gave a long, silent scream of pure, raw, ultimate ecstasy.
At last, Bob thundered in his final glob of jism and fell back, gasping for air. He threw his head back and wheezed loudly, feeling as if his heart would pound out of his chest. He stroked her hair and then pulled her up to his chest.
"Now that's what I call fun," he laughed. "Boy, old Brian has a gold mine here and he doesn't even know it."
"Oh, I think he might," Susan grinned. "Or at least he will when I get finished with him tonight."
"What are you going to do to that lucky bastard?" Bob asked, running his fingers over her sensuously curved back. "Anything I might get a preview of?"
"I'm going to fuck his teeth out," she said.
"Want some practice?" he teased, slipping her legs over his and sitting her down on his crotch. "I still have all my teeth."
"Not for long," Susan said, loving the banter, the easy attitude he had about sex. "I'm gonna screw you so good, you'll have to knit yourself a new one."
"Promises ... promises," he said, squirming beneath her.
Susan leaned forward and as she did, the tips of her tits brushed over his neck, then his face. When she felt his warm, sucking mouth on her nipples, she reached under and grasped his cock with both hands. Gently, she stabbed the tip of it into her oozing cunt and sat down.
"Ohhhhhh!" she cried out, feeling his monstrous cock warm her guts. "So . . . big and . . . and . . . hard! Fuck me, you bastard! Really let me have it . . . good and fast!"
"You got it, baby," Bob murmured, lapping furiously at her tits. "Take it. . . here! Unh! Here, bitch!"
While he slapped his ass up and down, Susan met him with downward thrusts, gobbling his entire slab of cock in her guts. She ran her fingers over his broad, muscular shoulders, felt him flinch, his ecstasy matching hers.
Within a matter of seconds, she could hardly bear the delicious sensations. Every cell, each nerve was alive, electric with pleasure. Pleasure soon bordered pain, causing her face to wince and contort in what looked like pure agony. She fought herself and stopped all movement.
"Wait," she begged. "Don't move. Let's keep it like this for a while, I ... I ... " "Fuck you, baby," Bob growled. "I can't stand it. You can stop if you want to, but I'm gonna fuck the living shit out of this hot pussy."
When he thundered up inside her cunt, his body almost out of control, Susan let herself go completely. The aching sensations were just too intense, too demanding. She flailed about, running her fingers over his arms and shoulders, sucking his head, pulling the coarse hair through her teeth.
"Fuck meeeeee!" she screamed suddenly, freezing as a storm of violent release hit her cunt. When the sensations peaked, she began bouncing furiously. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she shrieked.
"Oh . . . me . . .too," Bob gasped, feeling her orgasm suck on his cock like a starving mouth. His cum bolted from his nuts and splattered her in- sides. Almost immediately, it boiled back down his plunging cock and spit it from her cunt, wetting his balls.
"Take it, cocksucker!" he cried out, chewing into her tits like an animal. "Goddamn you . . . every fucking drop!"
When Susan thought pleasure couldn't possibly get better, it did. Massive convulsions hit her body with full force and for a moment, she actually thought the top of her head would blow off. Even the soles of her feet tingled with release.
"Aieeeeeeee!" she yelled, bucking, writhing, experiencing one last spasm of raw joy. She then fell, her cunt crushing his pulsating cock. "Yesssssss," he hissed, locking her mouth around his.
They kissed almost lazily, letting their tongues play like mating snakes, then fell to their sides, his cock still inside her pussy. They lay like that for ten minutes or so, then pulled apart.
"So that's what Brian gets every fucking night of his life," Bob grinned.
"He will from now on," Susan said. "Whether he likes it or not."
"Something tells me he's gonna like it," Bob said. "And if things work out like I hope they will, I might dip into that little hole pretty often."
Susan kneeled on the floor and snuggled between his legs. She lowered her face to his crotch and began licking his cock and balls, cleaning him of the stray wads of cum. When he was free of the delicious juices, she sat back on her haunches and gave him a wicked smile.
"You'd better go now," she said. "Don't want to overdo it, do you?"
"Hell yes," he laughed. "Don't you?"
"You might talk me into it," she grinned.
As he entered her again, she snuggled close to his warm body, hardly able to wait for tonight.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Brian walked out of the bathroom and smiled at Susan. He'd never seen her look more attractive than at this moment. She was lying there, her legs stretched wide, her blonde-haired cunt looking sweet and inviting. His cock throbbed and slapped his stomach.
"Aren't you going to take care of the ol' stomach?" Susan teased, noticing he hadn't done his sit-ups.
"Not tonight," he said, smiling. "Gonna take care of what's just below my stomach."
He sat on the bed and stroked her long, shapely legs for several moments. He lowered his face to her damp crotch and felt another throb hit his balls. He wanted nothing more than to stab his cock into her right then and there, but his face was drawn to the lovely mound of pussy. He swallowed hard and placed his hands on the oozing crack.
"God, I love you," he murmured, sipping the tip of his tongue into the silky hairs. "Mmmmmm, every sweet inch of you, baby."
Susan trembled with excitement. Now that he was finally home, she could hardly stand the waiting. After Bob had left, she'd taken a long bath, then slept for a little while, making sure she was fresh. This was going to be a long night. The longest.
"Take me," she murmured, touching his muscular, tanned shoulders. "I ... I want us to do everything in the book."
"I'll do anything you want," her husband whispered, licking the swollen crack of her pussy. "You just name it." Susan thought for a moment. Why not ask him now?
"You'd ... do anything?" she dared. "Anything," he said, only vaguely aware of her words. Her cunt was so sweet, so hot, aching the back of his throat. "Anything," he repeated, looking through the silky mass of cunt hair.
"Would you like to . . . make love to another woman?" she asked, feeling her heart skip a beat.
"Huh? You crazy?" he said, lifting his head, a puzzled expression on his face. "Whatever for, when I have you?"
"I mean, well, what if we switched off," she said quickly. "You know, just to try it," she added, trying to sound casual.
"I don't know," Brian said. "I think I'd have to know the guy pretty well, and I don't know anyone like that."
"What about . . . uh, Bob?" Susan asked, almost flippantly.
"Him?" Brian laughed. "I doubt it. Besides, he's too crazy about that old lady of his."
"We could ask them," she suggested.
"You could ask them," he replied. "I'm not going to have any part of it. Christ, Bob'd probably knock my teeth in."
"Oh, I don't think so," she said.
"You're really serious about this, aren't you?" Brian said. In spite of himself, he was now more excited than curious. "I mean, really serious."
"Yes," she whispered. There. She'd said it.
"Well, if you want to, go ahead." He was thinking of Bob's wife, wondering how she'd be in bed.
"Sure, go ahead," he added.
"Oh, Brian, you're wonderful," she gasped. "I love you so much!"
"And I love this little pussy of yours," he grinned, dismissing everything but the patch of hot cunt beneath his face. "I'll show you how much I love it. Right now, baby."
He locked his mouth around her cunt and stabbed his tongue inside. When he felt her cunt suck and tug on him, he bared his teeth and bit into the delicate column of clit.
"Ohhhhh!" Susan screamed, half-sitting. She grabbed his head and pushed it harder between her thighs. "That's... so good! Eat my pussy up, you bastard!"
Brian had never seen his wife get so excited so quickly before. Whatever caused it, whether it was the thought of switching off or not, he didn't care. In fact, he was glad of it, if that were the case. Anything to get her back to normal. She'd been acting so flighty lately.
"Like it, huh?" he murmured, placing his thumbs on her swollen crack and pulling the loose folds of skin away from the tiny rim. "You love anything up here, don't you?"
"Yes," Susan grunted, lifting her hips. "Mmmmmm, tongue and cock. Make it good. Oh . . . God, it is good!"
Brian began working on her cunt with growing speed, taking her cut between his teeth. A few seconds later, she was writhing beneath him, her cunt oozing a liberal amount of juice. The liquid seared his throat and etched his flesh like acid. He wondered how much more of this delicious torture he could take. His cock was already throbbing wildly, ready to spit his load.
"Take it, baby," he murmured, jabbing his tongue in and out quickly. "Lick it right up in your cunt and fuck it."
Susan's insides were a cauldron of passion. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his neck. As she locked her ankles together, she began rocking back and forth. Finally, she pushed him to his side and rolled in a ball, completely engulfing his face with her warmth.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she began panting, feeling her climax draw closer. She tightened her cunt muscles around his probing tongue and sucked him inside. As the root of his tongue squeezed into her cunt, she flinched wildly.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" she shrieked, her climax peaking savagely, filling her with savage release.
Brian sucked and chewed on her cunt until she finally relaxed. He then licked the satiny hairs and kissed her stomach. He darted his tongue over her belly button for a. few seconds, kneading her tits with his long fingers. Slowly, he inched upward, kissing her tits, then the hollow of her throat.
"You ready for my cock?" he murmured, planting his legs between hers. "God, I hope so, baby. I feel like I'm almost about to explode."
"Yes!" Susan wailed, grabbing his hairy, tight ass. "Give it to me . . . now, you big bastard! Fuck the living shit out of me!"
Brian lifted his ass and worked his cockhead into the furry warmth of her creamy cunt. When he felt her lips surround the tip of his cock, he took a deep breath and plowed forward. As his cock slid into her guts, he cried out with ecstasy.
"Fuck!" he gasped. "It's good. Christ, too good!"
Susan spread her legs wide and humped upward, slightly lifting him off the bed. What she thought was pleasure before, when he was eating her pussy, was nothing compared to what now riddled her body. His cock molded into her cunt perfectly, making her completely aware of every hard inch.
"Hard," she begged, working beneath him wildly, tearing at his back and ass with her nails. "Give it to me hard and fast, you fucking bull, you."
"OK, you asked for it, bitch," Brian murmured, grabbing her thighs with his large hands. He lifted her legs and crushed her knees against her tits, almost stabbing them in her armpits. He then jab- bed his toes into the sheets and heaved forward with his full strength.
"Take it, baby, he groaned, lapping her tits. "Take all my cock and fuck it right up to your cocksucking brains!"
In this position, with her body almost in a ball, Susan could feel the entire length of his cock. It seemed almost twice its already huge size, squeezing her cunt lips apart painfully. But even the pain was delicious, filling her with a yearning she found almost impossible to comprehend.
"Fuck me," she whispered, her voice raspy with desire. "Shove that beautiful cock in my cunt and load me up with lots of hot cum!"
As she said the words, Brian slammed forward, then withdrew, only to bang back in. He was going so fast and hard, they both slid up the bed until Susan's neck hit the headboard. Even then he didn't slow his movements.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" he cried out, his gasps punctuating his brutal thrusts.
Susan couldn't take it any longer. She had hoped that it would last much longer, but her climax was already bursting around the tip of his cock. It swept forward like a thundering tide and exploded at the rim of her cunt. She froze for a second as the ecstasy peaked savagely, then began bucking and writhing, her lungs burning with her groans.
"Aieeeeee!" she screamed, wrapping her arms around his head, crushing his face to her tits. "Suck! Fuck! Fuck . . . meeeeeeee!"
Brian's body was out of control as he plowed in and out of her spasming cunt. He, too had been trying to hold back to* preserve the delicious torture, but now he had little choice but to obey the urges of his body. He relaxed the muscles at the base of his cock. Immediately, his thundering climax hit him.
"Unhhhhhhhh!" he yelled, slamming in the first wads of cum, feeling it slosh around his cock. "Take it, whore! Take this cock and . . .and . . . fuck it!"
When the bulk of his cum splattered into her body, Susan collapsed, unable to move a muscle. She was totally spent, exhausted. And even when he rocked her around like a rag doll, she was powerless. She could only lie there under his assault, enjoying the way his cock pulsated her cunt apart with thick streams of cum.
Finally, Brian shoved the last of his cum into her cunt and fell over her. He released her legs, letting them fall, and squirmed his ass around. He moved his head slightly and kissed her passionately on the mouth.
"You don't know how much I love you, baby," he whispered.
"If it's half as much as I love you, then it's more than enough," she replied, returning his kiss.
As they lay molded together, she stroked his back, and kissed him with growing hunger. Soon she let her thoughts go, playing with the idea of having a foursome with Bob and his wife. She then thought about Randy, Jeff and Robbie.
"Love me," she whispered.
"I have to, remember," he teased. "You're my wife."
"I'm more than just your wife," she grinned. "How's that?"
"I'm your man-hungry wife," she replied.
"And I wouldn't have you any other way," he said. "Who would want a woman who didn't like men?"
"Let's grow old together," she whispered. "And when we die, let's go just like this. Together. Wrapped in each other's arms."
"Jesus, you are man-hungry, aren't you?" he laughed.
"Yes, and you're the man," she replied, kissing him again.
