Why is it that some women enjoy having a man assault their rectum with his penis? This is a question we seek to answer by our explanation of how one woman became fascinated with anal intercourse.
When her husband first suggested he would like to try it another way, she wasn't sure of what he meant. However, when he began feeling of her behind, and probing with his fingers as he told her what he wanted, she became curious. Why was it she wondered that some men like "anal intercourse"? This thought so captured her imagination that she allowed her husband "rear entry."
And to her surprise, she enjoyed it.
Her husband explained it to her this way. "This is one sexual position where a man feels dominant-dammit-and believe me you'll learn to love it!"
At first she thought his viewpoint absurd. That was until she tried it with him. It was true it took time for her to learn to enjoy the assault upon her rectum by his jabbing penis. But, once having observed how stimulated her husband became when he was plunging into her from this unique angle, she found herself enjoying it too. For this was pleasure even in her pain if she could produce such intense erotic delight in her husband. And thus she allowed him entrance whenever he sought it.
Soon, she broadened her base of sexual activity, and when other men made passes at her, she not only accepted their overtures, but offered herself completely, including her rectum-for their carnal lusts.
Soon, she was finding out how much pleasure she could derive herself with this unique form of sexual entertainment. And then she suddenly decided she might reap rich financial rewards if she'd have sex with a variety of men. She got involved with a series of men-for money. But she never counted on meeting up with a jealous wife, and thus it came as a horrifying moment when she was caught in the act of sodomy-by an irate wife who was out for vengeance.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER I
Jan looked in the mirror. The reflection of her naked body pleased her. She turned around. She glanced down at the reflection of her buttocks. Why was it, she wondered, that her husband wanted to ball her here? It puzzled her. For last night Len had told her he wanted to stick his penis up her rectum. She told him he was demented and sick and turned away from him. However, as she thought about it she was curious to know what sensations a man might acquire slipping his penis up her ass-hole.
She thought no more about it and got dressed. She had to get to work quickly. Being a secretary in a New York office was not easy. The hours were long and everything was high. Rent, food, clothes, transportation. Why she ever decided to get married and leave her comfortable Wisconsin habitat she was beginning to wonder.
Every man she had ever met, from the time she had been in high school, wanted to put the make on her. She had finally agreed to marry Len, but she would not allow him to play with her ass. But if he wanted to slip his huge cock into her vagina or her mouth, that was all right as far as Jan was concerned. Those actions were within the bonds of their marriage. Her father had always taught her the importance of being moral, and as far as Jan was concerned, ass fucking would have been dreadfully immoral.
Hastily dressing she hurried off to work. She was pleased when her boss commented on how nice she looked. But she wasn't prepared for what Mr. Dexter had in mind.
"Come into my office, Jan," Mr. Dexter suggested, "I would like to have you take some notes for me. I have a little letter I'd like to get off to the West Coast."
"Certainly, Mr. Dexter," Jan said, picking up her notebook and her pencil.
As she crossed her legs to take shorthand dictation, she was really angry when Mr. Dexter made an indecent suggestion.
"Why don't you just sit there and part your legs, honey, and let me look at you?"
"I'm afraid I couldn't do that, Mr. Dexter," she told him flatly.
"Honey," he told her, "you've just been here three months. I'm afraid I don't find your work acceptable."
"I think I get the point," Jan said, getting to her feet. "Either I play along with your little sex game or I get fired. Is that it, Mr. Dexter?"
"No, honey," he smiled warmly, "what would ever give you that idea?"
"All right," she said, "if it will give you a great sensation, I will take off all of my clothes and let you look at me. I will even pull on your cock. I will let you slip your fingers in my pussy. The way Len wants me to take care of him. Beyond that, nothing."-
"Who is this mysterious Len we're talking about?" the businessman with the gray hair at his temples leaned forward and asked.
"Len is my husband," she explained. "We are very happily married I'll have you know, Mr. Dexter."
"Baby doll," he smiled, "Mr. Dexter is not a difficult man. I can assure you that. We both can take off all of our clothes. like you say, I would require no more than getting my rocks off. I'll be pleased if you would jack me off and I will finger your snatch. You will discover I'm quite a finger man."
"I'll just bet you are," she quipped. "I'm sure that you've stuck your finger in every pussy that you could around the place."
"You sound bitter, my dear," Mr. Dexter smiled as he picked up his phone and began talking to his secretary.
"I should be, you bastard," she said under her breath.
"Miss Tracy," Mr. Dexter told his secretary, "I'll be tied up in conference for at least an hour. Would you please catch the calls?"
"Certainly, Mr. Dexter," Miss Tracy said, knowing full well what Jan had walked into.
Jan looked at him and smiled.
"It will seem strange being naked before an entire city spread out below," she smiled. "Do you often have sex with your secretaries?"
"Whenever I find one that appeals to me, like you do," Mr. Dexter confessed, "I make a pitch. You'll forgive me. But I feel it's only fair that I get my kicks, too."
"Only fair," she replied.
She was determined in her mind that she was going to keep her job. However, she wasn't prepared for Mr. Dexter's response when she slid out of her panties.
"What a beautiful ass you've got," he exclaimed, "oh, would I love to stick my big cock up that."
She turned around and covered her ass cheeks protectively with her hands.
"Mr. Dexter," she exclaimed, "I wouldn't think of it. That's what Len wanted to do last night. He said I had a cute ass and he wanted to fuck it. Can you imagine such a thing?"
"I sure can, honey," he told her. "Would you just let me lick it?"
Having come from the mid-West where sophisticated and bizarre forms of sex were unknown, Jan shuddered at the thought of it.
"You're demented to want to stick your tongue in my ass," she told him. "I would never consider such a thing."
"My dear," he said, "for five hundred dollars, could I change your mind?"
"For five hundred dollars," she exclaimed, "I know you're gonna want to stick your cock up my ass."
"Now I would put it up slowly, dear," he insisted, "and I have every kind of lubrication here. I happen to be an anal man."
"A what?" she asked in shock and disbelief.
"Anal man refers to a gentleman like myself," he smiled proudly, "who obtains his sexual thrills by sending his penis up a woman's back door instead of her front door."
"What happens if I'm not an anal girl?" she questioned him.
"Has your ass ever been assaulted?" Mr. Dexter smiled as he stood there in his boxer shorts.
"No way," she told him flatly. "I wouldn't think of such a terrible thing. And you have a nerve to even suggest it."
"I do have a nerve,' he laughed, "and I assure you once my penis has slipped up your ass you will be glad that I guided you into this fine form of sexual intercourse, my dear."
She shook her head. But when she saw him open his wallet and take out five one-hundred-dollar bills she nodded her head.
"All right," she said, "you've convinced me. I want to make you happy."
"Are you certain that it isn't that you don't want to make yourself rich?" he smiled knowingly.
"Let's say I have feeling for us both," she told him with a sly smile.
Once she was completely naked and had stretched out on the sofa bed that he had pulled out for their sex get-together, she wondered if it was worth five hundred to go through what she must. For her naked boss got behind her and started mounting her. He was spreading Vaseline all over the head of his shaft.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "just let me slip this up your ass-hole and you will enjoy it, I'm sure."
"I'm not so sure," she said, as she watched him slowly easing the thick pulsating penis up her behind.
"Oh, it's hard to get in there," he admitted, "but it'll move in easy in a moment. Just hang in, honey."
"I'll try," she grimaced.
He really enjoyed it as he clasped her smooth ass cheeks and slowly stabbed his cock up her rectum.
"Fuck it," he told her, "that's the way, sweetheart. Twist that tail for me. Oh, baby, now you're grinding. What a fuck."
He was plunging his cock up her ass with vigor and delight.
"That's the way to do it," he exclaimed excitedly. "Now we're grooving, baby. Keep up the fucking. Faster. Oh, sweetheart, fuck it. I love it."
The big penis plunged up her ass-hole. She loved it when Mr. Dexter bent over and played with her bosoms.
"Give it to me, tiger," she begged eagerly. "That's the way I want it. Come on, fuck."
She knew that his rapid-fire cock stabs would bring him to a climax quickly. She wanted to hang on the cliff a little while longer. She was enjoying it so much.
"Play with my pussy," she suggested.
Reaching from her bosom down to her vagina, he let two fingers slide in.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck. Come on, baby. Fuck it."
Every moment he was thrilling to it more.
"Come on, sweetheart," he told her, "that's the way you screw. Oh, baby, fuck. Fuck it."
He couldn't take much of this. All of the sudden his big cock exploded.
"I'm aiming," he cried ecstatically, "oh, baby, I made it. I'm shooting."
The hot sperm shot up her ass-hole. She ground her hips around, squeezing the cream out of his cock.
"You know just how to do it," he told her happily. "Oh, baby, are you ever a good fuck. Use that sphincter muscle. That's what it's made for, baby. Fuck it off."
She was delighted that he could get this excited. And she was all revved up.
"Pull your prick out of my ass," she told him, "and get your tongue in my twat. I want to see how good you are at pussy eating."
Mr. Dexter was delighted. He was hopeful that her only reason for asking was pleasure. What a jolt he got when she suggested, "That's worth a hundred more."
His penis went limp as he pulled it out of her ass and he looked at her.
"Forget it," he told her, "here's ten bucks to buy yourself one of those plastic tongues."
She was disgusted that he became so indignant. Looking at his limp cock she gave him something to think about.
"Do you get impotent that easy?" she asked frankly.
"Never mind my cock," he told her, "I had my fun with you. You're fired."
"Gratitude," she shook her head. "That's my thanks for giving you a good time in my play pen."
She got dressed and left the office. That evening when Len returned home to their small apartment she was stretched out bare ass naked. The moment Len caught sight of her naked ass he knew he had to fuck her.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you shouldn't tempt a man like that. That's not fair. You know what you're doing to me."
"What am I doing to you, darling?" she asked with a sly smile forming around her lips.
"You know how hungry I am to fuck your ass," he told her. "Please, sweetheart, let me slip it up there. I'll do anything if you'll just let me have your ass."
"You guys are so nuts about fucking, it's silly," she laughed. "I don't see what's so special about my ass at all."
"If you had a big cock," he laughed, "you would understand."
"I'm afraid I can't accommodate you," she laughed.
"You know, tiger," she smiled, "I've been giving that ass fucking some consideration. Although I can't really understand what's so extra special about it, I just might allow you to do something to my ass, but only if you're very careful. I am very tender back there, you know."
"Oh, baby," he cried out happily, "would you really? I've waited so long to hear you say that. I would really enjoy it. You've got just the right shape ass to fuck." She patted her behind.
"Would it surprise you if I told you Mr. Dexter gave me five hundred to fuck it today?" she asked him honestly.
"What?" he exclaimed. "You mean you sold your ass?"
"Why not?" she asked, looking at him intently.
"I thought you had some character," he told her.
"I do," she said, "but that was my problem. I had too much character of one sort and not enough of the other."
"What happened?" Len asked her, knowing something strange must have taken place.
"I told him off and he told me to take off. I gave in because I had a choice. Either get fired or fucked. I chose to fuck, but I made the wrong mistake. Now I'm canned and I have no job and I feel like a slut."
Immediately Len was all over her.
"Don't let that creep make you feel that way, baby," he told her soothingly. "You're no slut. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever known, and you're my wife and I love you. Now, baby, just let me make love to you and you'll forget everything that happened at that office today. It's not important that you got fired. You don't have to work. You can stay home and just take care of me. That's what I've always wanted. I make enough money at my job to support us. You don't need to work. But right now I do need to make love to you."
Jan continued sobbing, for she did feel badly over what had happened. She felt even worse over having given in to Mr. Dexter for she saw now that he had taken advantage of her by way of threatening her position. Now that she no longer had a job, she was sad and angry. Her emotions were overpowering her as she sobbed.
Her husband moved closer to her, circling her within his arms tenderly.
"Baby doll," he whispered, "I can make you forget everything that happened today with that miserable creep Dexter. I can give you sensations you never thought possible. If you'll only let me, I can make beautiful love to you. The kind of love I've always wanted to give that beautiful ass of yours."
"Oh, Len," she sobbed, "I'm afraid. But, all right, honey, I'll let you."
Immediately her young husband unzipped his fly. He reached in and fumbled for his cock. He didn't even take time to get off his pants.
"Arch your ass up, baby," he told her.
"You're not gonna stick it up there without putting some Vaseline on it," she told him emphatically-
She went to the bathroom and got some Vaseline. She rubbed it onto his penis. "Now it's ready," she nodded as she looked at the slippery shaft.
He gripped her buttocks and moved forward.
"Push back to me," he told her, "and we'll have ourselves a hell of a good fuck."
His thick cock rammed up her rectum.
"That's the way, baby," he told her, "fuck. Come on, sweetheart, give me a good screw."
He was plunging his penis up her ass-hole and she loved it.
"Swing, baby," he told her, "don't be a dead ass."
She was a fast learner. Picking up the various tricks of giving a good ass fuck came easy for her.
"Women get paid plenty for this in a whorehouse," he laughed. "It's considered a specialty. Just like cock sucking. Some women won't do it."
"I'm sure they won't," she said as she felt the thick pulsating penis plunging up her tight rectum, bringing her alternating pleasure and pain.
"You've got to keep your ass in motion," he told her. "It's more fun that way. That's it. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Keep it up, sweetheart. Fuck."
He was getting more and more stimulated every second. His balls slapped against her behind as his cock rode forward.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "That's the way to do it. Now you're fucking. Twist it. Oh, baby, fuck off!"
All of the sudden his penis exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, I got it there."
She pinched his penis with her sphincter muscle. His hot sperm shot up her rectum. "Wow!" he panted. "That was a super fuck." She enjoyed giving him his kicks, and he enjoyed having her thrill him.
When he pulled his thick, coated-with-cum cock out of her ass he still wanted action.
"Swing over," he told her, "and let me give you a pussy fuck."
"I said I wouldn't do everything," she reminded him.
"Forget what you said," he told her, "I'm gonna fuck you."
She parted her legs slightly and he flipped his slippery cock into her hot vagina. Her pussy muscles clasped his sliding cock. She let her hands clasp his shoulders. Her hands wandered down to his buttocks. Squeezing his ass cheeks as his cock stabbed into her, she enjoyed him.
"Fuck me," he begged her, "fuck, baby. That's the way you do it. Fuck it. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it."
He was excited now and so was she.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "that's beautiful. Keep your tail twisting. Now. Grind it. Oh, sweetheart, fuck off."
She parted his ass cheeks gently and eased her finger up his ass-hole. He loved her finger feeling his prostate gland.
"Keep finger fucking my ass," he begged her.
"Oh, sweetheart, I love that. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. Just like that!"
Her vagina muscles grabbed his shaft.
"Milk my prick," he exclaimed, "now you're doing it, baby. That's the way I like it. Fuck it off."
The hot cream erupted in her pussy.
"I'm cuming," Len cried ecstatically, "oh, Jan baby. I made it. Milk my prick."
She effectively used her vagina muscles to clasp his cock and get all the cream out of him.
Finished he pulled away.
"That was a good time you gave me," he told her. "I really enjoyed it."
He was pulling off her now and she felt lonely.
"Honey," she told him, "I hope you are going to make me happy."
Len told her that he would make her happy every way he knew how.
However, the next day when he was working and confided in a buddy that he was giving his wife some ass fucks, he was perturbed. For his friend Mark insisted he share Jan.
"Why should I share my piece of ass with you?"
"Have you forgotten so soon?" his friend asked him. "You know damn well why."
Even though he wasn't eager for Mark to share Jan's body, he knew he had to.
"What'll she let you do to her?" Mark asked cagily, trying to determine what the best opportunities would be for him to get his kicks.
"'She digs getting ass fucked," Len confided.
"Glad to hear that," he nodded. "I'm crazy about sticking it up a chick's behind. Is she tight?"
"She is now," he laughed. "I don't know how long she will be with my slippery banana sliding up her butt."
"Why don't you phone her and see if I can come over tonight," he suggested.
"You sure sound horny," his buddy told him with a laugh.
"I am," he admitted. "Call her up. See what you can do."
Finally after some more persuading Len went to the phone and called Jan.
"Hi, beautiful," he began.
"What are you calling me up about?" she questioned him immediately suspicious.
"Just to tell you what a gorgeous chick you are," he laughed.
"That isn't the whole reason you called me," she told him.
"No, it isn't," he admitted candidly. "I was interested in finding out a few things."
"like what?" she asked him.
"Well, the first thing," he laughed, "is whether or not you would like to have an orgy tonight."
"That sounds like delicious fun," she said. "I'm getting so bored sitting in this apartment. I wish you could send tiger over right now and you could join us later."
"Forget it," he told her. "I'm bringing Mark over with me. I wouldn't trust that guy."
"What is Mark like?" she asked him. "Do you think he's a good fuck?"
"How the hell would I know?" he told her. "I haven't taken a census among the broads he's laid."
"All right," she said, "I'll fix dinner for the three of us. Love you."
She hung up.
Going back to the bar where Mark was waiting, he laughed aloud.
"I was afraid she wouldn't go along with it," he told him, "but she surprised me. She's dying to ball with you."
CHAPTER 2
Len was in for a surprise when he got back to his apartment. For Jan answered the door in the nude.
"Don't open that door wide," he told her. "You are bare-ass naked."
"What do you usually wear to an orgy?" she asked as she turned around.
Mark saw her bare behind. Letting out a low wolf whistle he slapped her ass.
"Nice and silky," he smiled.
She looked up at him.
"Now you both have to undress," she began. "I want you to take everything off." Mark began undressing right away. Len was more reluctant to.
"Why do we have to strip before we fuck?"
"I think it would be more fun that way," she told him.
The two men took off their clothes. It made Len feel embarrassed to walk around naked in the living room while he was waiting for his wife to finish their meal.
"Honey," he called out, "isn't that food almost ready?"
"Good cooking takes time," she smiled as she came to the door.
He couldn't get over looking at her naked. Her beautiful bosoms and her blonde fur-trimmed triangle always had his mouth watering.
"I'll just eat you if you don't hurry up," he told her. "You look good enough to eat to me."
"Me, too," Mark assured her. "And I would want second helpings of pussy."
Realizing how stimulated they were, she thought it was time to go to the bedroom.
"Come along, boys," Jan smiled as she led the way to the bedroom.
Pulling back the bedspread she revealed the yellow sheets.
"Now what position do I get in?" she asked. "I've got a great idea," Mark said. "Frankly, I'm an ass man."
"A what?"
"A man who really digs ass fucking," he explained. "If you will get on the bed and go down on Len and let your ass swing up, I'll stab it."
"Stab it with what?" she laughed.
"This sword that's dangling between my legs," he told her.
Len got on the bed. He lay on his back and spread his legs. Reaching out he began stroking his penis. Len's wife enjoyed seeing him so enthusiastic.
"I haven't seen you this horny in ages, Len," Jan admitted.
Once he had his cock all the way up, she bent over him. Her mouth slid over his shaft and she began sucking. Len enjoyed watching Jan's head bob up and down as she licked his prick. Now it was Mark's turn to get into the act.
"Go in the bathroom," Len told Mark, "and get some Vaseline. Rub it all over your cock so it'll slip up her ass easy."
"Right on, partner," he told his buddy.
Going into the bathroom it didn't take him long to find the Vaseline jar. Uncapping it he came back to watch Jan suck on Len's prick while he applied the Vaseline to get his cock slick.
"Hurry up, buddy," Len urged him on, "you want to get that cock moving."
It didn't take him long to get on the bed and mount her. Grasping Jan's firm round buttocks he slipped his huge slick shaft between her ass crack.
"Fuck it," he panted, as he pushed forward.
The thick pulsating penis slid smoothly up her tight rectum.
"Now you're doing it," Len told her, "fuck, baby, fuck."
She wiggled her ass for Mark as she went on sucking Len's penis.
"You see," Len smiled, "it's more fun having two men. Come on, sweetheart, suck that big juicy prick. Suck it off."
She was sucking effectively on his cock while she felt the big penis slipping up her ass.
"Come on, baby," he begged her, "that's the way. Fuck."
Jan knew how to make her ass wiggle. She loved it being fucked two ways. Pulling her mouth off Len's cock a moment she looked back.
"Stick it up there, tiger," she told him. "Way up my ass. I want every inch of that big thick cock of yours up my ass-hole."
Pleased, Mark thrust forward. With hard, rapid-fire cock stabs he continued sliding it in and out of her tight anal channel.
Mark enjoyed watching in the mirror. He could see the slippery cock sliding up her ass and disappearing in her hole. Then he would pull out.
"Fuck," he commanded, "fuck it, baby. That's it. Oh, sweetheart, fuck it."
His hands clasped her buttocks. He was riding to climax.
"Fuck it," he commanded, "come on, baby, fuck."
At the same time Len was enjoying getting his cock sucked. For she was putting plenty into it. She was tugging on his testicles and feeling of his ass crack while she ate him.
"Slip a finger up my ass," Len suggested, "I always enjoy getting my ass fucked, too."
Sliding her index finger up his tight anus she pleased him. For not only was he getting his cock sucked, he was getting his ass fucked.
"Eat it, baby," he told her. "Oh, sweetheart, it won't be much longer now. I'm gonna shoot some thick cream in your mouth. Get ready for a suck. Come on, baby, you're gonna taste it in a minute."
A moment later the hot cream erupted in her mouth. Happily she sucked all the juice out of her husband's penis.
At the same moment she felt her lover who was slipping his dick up her ass shoot.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, I made it."
He was a turned-on tiger now. He kept thrusting into her hole as the hot sperm splattered up her ass.
"Fuck it," he told her, "oh, baby, now you're fucking. That's the way I like it. Keep fucking."
She squeezed the juice out of his cock head as her ass wiggled.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "I'm shooting, baby. I'm cuming. Grab it. Milk my dick."
Using her sphincter muscle effectively, she milked his penis.
When Mark finally pulled his cock out of her ass, he was satisfied. He slapped her buttocks in a thank-you gesture.
"Thanks, Jan baby," he told her, "you've really got a hot ass. I don't blame Len for saying he's got a wonderful wife in you."
They both realized that one portion of her anatomy had not been properly loved. Namely her pussy.
"Why-don't you eat her pussy," her husband suggested, "while I fuck her ass. You've coated it with cum and I can slide up without the aid of any lubrication but your love juice."
"I don't know whether that's getting too personal or not," Mark chuckled. "Do you get some kind of kick out of sliding your dick after me?"
"I get a smoother trip," he laughed.
They changed positions. Jan was delighted that Len could still keep it up.
"Honey, you're so hot tonight," she observed. "I'm glad you invited Mark over. Apparently having another man join the team stimulates you, baby."
Mark was stimulated and so was Len. The two men prepared to have more sex with her. She rolled on her side. Mark was about to get underneath her when Len had another idea.
"Why don't I lie on my back," he suggested, "and let her slip her ass down over my dick. Then you can lie in front and crouch over her crotch and suck her snatch. How does that grab you, buddy?"
"That sounds super," he replied.
Len stretched out his full size. When Jan looked at his muscular trim body she was pleased.
"I'm lucky to have a husband like you," she told him. "You've kept yourself remarkably handsome."
Straddling him backwards she managed to grasp his thick cock and slip it into her ass slowly.
"You're well greased, baby," he told her. "Let me just slip it on the track."
When it was disappearing in her ass-hole she felt great satisfaction. She wiggled her butt. A moment later as she stretched out herself, Mark crouched over her. He let his tongue slip along her slit. Then parting her pink pussy lips he looked inside. The moist pink flesh intrigued him. His tongue slid smoothly into her.
"Flick it across my love button, sweetheart," she told Mark, "that's it. Oh, you pussy eater, lick."
Reaching out she gripped Mark's head and held him there. She loved his wirey black hair. It was thrilling for her to feel his tongue thrusting inside of her.
"Eat my pussy," she begged him, "eat me."
Apparently Mark had eaten a lot of snatch. For he knew how to use his tongue most effectively. He would use alternating tempos with his tongue. He would flip it swiftly and then slow down.
"Nibble my love button, honey," she urged him. "that's the way you do it. Oh, sweetheart, lick my clit."
Mark's faithful tongue licked smoothly.
"I can't stand it," she panted as she locked her legs around his shoulders.
For a second her husband thought that he was going to lose his penis up her ass.
"Don't wiggle all over the place," he complained, "I've got my cock in there, baby, and I'm gonna get it off quick."
She couldn't stand it. The double action of her husband's cock up her ass while his buddy's tongue slid smoothly into her vagina brought her to a juicy climax.
"I'm cuming," she groaned in a passionate frenzy, "I'm cuming. Oh, Mark baby, suck my snatch. Eat my box. Suck me."
Mark wouldn't move away if a team of horses had been there pulling him. For he was too turned on. His hot tongue licked every drop of her love juices. He didn't take his tongue out of her snatch until he had finished the job. Then he licked his lips and smiled up at her.
"You taste good," he winked.
"Thank you, tiger," she told him.
Turning to her husband she commented, "what happened, Len? You were just about to shoot and when I came and Mark licked my box, you stopped fucking me."
"I guess I was watching him too closely," he laughed.
Now Len screwed her ass-hole in earnest. His thick penis plunged up her rectum to climax.
"I feel it," she exclaimed, as his huge shaft rode all the way up her tight ass-hole. "More, baby, more. You'll get there. Oh, baby, fuck off!"
like a rocket taking off, Len came. His hot juices splattered up her ass. She squeezed his cock, milking it.
"You're getting so you can use your sphincter muscle better than ever," he quipped.
"Thank you, love," she smiled as she went on milking him.
When he'd finished shooting she slowly eased her ass off his cock. Len was proud that his penis remained erect.
"You've got me so horny," he told her, "that my dick won't go down."
While Mark and Len chatted about what a good screw she was, she went to the other room and brought back cool drinks.
"Refresh yourselves," she said as she handed Mark his drink first. "Here, lover."
Handing the drink to Len, he shook his head and said, "Call me husband and call Mark your lover," he laughed.
"And you aren't jealous?" she asked curiously. "Why should I be?" Len smiled happily. "You satisfied me. If you can satisfy two men you're to be congratulated."
"I'm glad you understand sophisticated sex," Jan quipped with a sly smile. "Sophisticated fuckers can do anything. They say that they are creative."
"You sure gave a creative fuck today," Len exclaimed.
CHAPTER 3
Jan was so pleased with herself that she decided to see how many men she could attract with her body. She calculated that one of the best ways to discover this was to go to the beach wearing a tight white bikini.
As she went to a shop to purchase a few swim suits the sales girl smiled at her.
"You've got just the shape for a bikini, honey."
"Thank you," she replied.
"You could make plenty of money modeling," the girl suggested.
"Could I really?" she questioned her.
"You bet you could," she told her. "If you would like some introductions, I could give you some."
"That would be very nice of you," she agreed.
It didn't take long for Jan to discover what the girl had in mind. For a couple days later she went over to Barbara's place. Barbara had a beautiful apartment overlooking a small lake.
"I love your place," Jan told her.
"It is lovely," she told her. "First I would like to see what you look like in those bikinis."
"All right," she agreed.
Slipping into the tight white bikini she started parading around. Barbara's eyes immediately went to her bosoms. Then she looked at her beautiful behind.
"You do wonders for that nylon stretch material," she quipped.
"Don't you get turned on," she laughed.
"I could, baby doll," her girl friend replied.
"Are you one of those gals?" Jan asked in jest.
"If you must know, yes," she replied. "I hope you don't have anything against lesbians."
"I've never met one before," Jan said casually, "so how can I have anything against them?"
"Some people are so prejudiced," Barbara smiled.
"If you enjoy looking at me," Jan laughed, "I guess it doesn't hurt any."
"I would enjoy touching you," Barbara admitted huskily.
All at once Barbara was standing right next to her. Her hands reached out and suddenly she was touching the outline of her bosoms.
"They're so soft and beautiful," Barbara said, looking into Jan's eyes.
"Do you want to see me with nothing on?" Jan asked her bluntly.
"I would love to," Barbara admitted.
Jan tossed her bra aside after she unfastened it. Her beautiful bosoms stood out in all of their splendor.
"I've never seen such gorgeous breasts," the other girl confessed.
"You're seeing them now," she told her, "and they do look nice, don't they?"
The next thing she knew, Barbara's hands were fumbling with the lower half of her bikini.
"What are you doing?" she asked her.
"I'm feeling of your gorgeous pussy," she told her. "I can almost feel it with my tongue."
Dropping to her knees Barbara pulled Jan's bikini bottoms off. Gazing at her fur-trimmed triangle she felt herself shaking.
"We shouldn't be doing this," Jan said nervously now.
"We've gone too far," her girl friend replied as she suddenly kissed her vagina.
"Love me," she begged, "oh, love me, baby."
All of the sudden Barbara's tongue flipped into her vagina.
"Eat me, Barbara," Jan begged.
Jan loved the feel of Barbara's hands on her ass cheeks as she ate her pussy.
"Eat me," she begged her frantically, "oh, lover, eat my box."
"I can't stand it," she gasped excitedly, "oh, baby, love me."
The frantic pleasure that she discovered as the other woman's tongue licked her velvety vagina walls surprised her. For Jan had no idea that she could swing both ways. Yet, now as she ran her fingers through Barbara's brown hair and watched her as she sucked her, she realized she could swing indeed.
"Oh, I love it when you lick me like that," she panted passionately. "Yes, baby. Don't stop. Don't ever stop. Keep it up. That's what I want. That's what I need. Love me."
It was amazing to her how much delight and passion their lovemaking could bring.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," she begged, "eat me. Suck my juicy pussy. Now you're doing it. Just like that, lover. Oh, yes. Love me!"
When Barbara nibbled at her clit Jan juiced.
"Suck me," she begged her frantically, "suck my pussy. Oh, honey, suck my pussy."
Her girl friend ate her. It was a fantastic moment for her.
"Oh, baby," she gasped in delight, "you don't know how wonderful that feels to me when you love me like that. Yes, sweetheart, oh, love me."
When she had finished her off she moved away.
"I ... I don't know what to say," Barbara apologized.
"You don't have to say anything," Jan told her nervously. "You're a lesbian. And I guess I swing. I'm married so I couldn't be a lesbian."
Barbara turned and looked into her eyes.
"I saw your beautiful behind," she said softly, "and I had this strangest urge that I should fuck it."
"But what would you fuck it with?" Jan asked curiously.
"Let me show you what I have in here," Barbara smiled.
Barbara moved over to the dresser. She pulled open a drawer and there were six dildos.
"I can't believe it," her girl friend smiled. "You have six dildos lined up there."
"Yes, I do," she smiled, "and you can take your pick. I bought these at a little sex shop. They claim that they are copies of actual cocks of big sportsmen. Football players, baseball players and the like. Anyway, baby, I can strap one of those dildos on and fuck your ass like it's never been fucked before."
Protectively putting her hands on her bottom, Jan shook her head.
"I could never stand it," she objected. "It would kill me to take one of those big cocks up my ass."
"You would love it," she insisted, "don't be frightened."
"I can't help it," she laughed, "it would kill me to take a big cock like that."
"No, it wouldn't," she insisted. "All you have to do is let me handle it, baby. You lie on the bed and I'll do the rest."
"No way," Jan said, turning from her girl friend.
All at once she was confronted with the situation that stunned her.
"What if I told your husband that you were a swinger?"
Wheeling around, Jan looked into Barbara's face.
"You wouldn't do such a thing," she shuddered at the thought of blackmail.
"Not if I got what I wanted," Barbara said firmly.
"All right," Jan nodded, "you can have my ass this once. But only once." Jan smiled.
"A deal is a deal," she nodded. "If I can fuck your ass once, I'll never bother you again. But I've got to have you this one time."
The intensity with which Barbara spoke bothered Jan. She realized she might be disturbed. She was frightened.
Jan watched as Barbara strapped on the dildo. She did have a masculine manner. Once she was ready she applied some KY lubrication to the plastic penis.
"Get your ass on the bed," Barbara said, suddenly sounding more like a man than a woman.
"All right," she agreed.
Going over to the bed she stretched out and lay down.
"On your knees," she insisted, "and get that ass up in the air so I won't have any trouble finding it."
It was remarkable to see the transformation in Barbara. When she had met her at the store she had seemed like any other woman. Now that she had the dildo strapped on her body she was very manly.
Not wanting to disturb her and fearing that she was very neurotic, Jan did as Barbara told her to. She got in the middle of the bed on all fours and bent over as far as she could. Her upraised ass cheeks stimulated Barbara.
"Looks like a nice fucking ass," she smiled.
Mounting her she momentarily licked her ass cheeks.
"Oh, baby, you're beautiful," she said as her tongue lapped her buttocks. "I'll just suck your ass out."
Saying no more she let her tongue slip up her ass crack.
"Eat my ass," she begged. "Go ahead, suck my ass-hole." She was pleased now.
"Come on, baby," she begged her. "That's the way to do it. Suck ass."
The tongue plunged up her anus. She was enjoying it immensely.
"Oh, suck my ass," she begged. "Suck my ass. I like it."
Barbara was delighted that Jan was participating and obviously enjoying it. Her tongue plunged up her rectum. When it was ready Barbara flipped the slippery plastic cock up her rectum.
"Fuck," she commanded, "fuck."
The plastic penis, well lubricated and ready, stabbed up her ass.
"Fuck me," Jan begged, "fuck my ass. Oh, I love that. Now you're doing it, baby. Fuck me. Ohhh, yes. Fuck my ass-hole."
The pleasure surprised her. She never imagined anything could be half so exciting.
"Now you're doing it," she gasped excitedly. "Oh, yes, baby. Fuck me. Give my ass a good screwing. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Fuck me. I want it. Oh, baby, keep fucking. That's it. Fuck off."
The thick plastic cock rammed away. And when she came to a point of erotic pleasure, it overpowered her and she juiced. The love juice flowed all around Jan's ass. Jan felt excited. When Barbara pulled the plastic cock from Jan's ass-hole, she instructed, "Turn over, so I can turn on."
Jan rolled over. At that point Barbara went into a sixty-nine position. She straddled her and pressed her pussy over Barbara's face.
"Suck my pussy," she told her, "and I'll lick yours now."
Her tongue thrust inside Jan's box. At the same time she demanded Jan eat her. Soon the two women were licking each other's pussy. Their bodies were sweaty and they were trembling with passionate lusty desires. Frantically they pushed against each other.
"Oh, yes, yes," she panted, "that's it. Oh, baby, keep that up. Now you're doing it. Oh, sweetheart, come on. Keep doing it."
The pleasure that they were enjoying was building to a scorching climax. All at once the two women came together. They licked at each other's pussy, lapping up every drop of pussy juice as they completed the act of sixty-nine.
When Barbara pulled her tongue out of Jan's vagina, Jan realized that she indeed was oversexed.
"I enjoyed it" she said in surprise.
"Sure you did," her girl friend told her. "Why shouldn't you, love? We really had a good time."
The two women were looking at each other.
"Sweetheart," Jan said, "you don't know how nice it was to have that action."
Barbara kept her promise.
"You'll never have to have sex with me again," she told her. "I just wanted you once."
"Why is that?"
"Romeo would object," she explained. "Who is Romeo?"
"Romeo is my girl friend," she said, "and I don't want her to get jealous." Jan broke up laughing.
"You're as disloyal as I am to Len," she giggled.
"Your husband? Does he know about your playing around?"
"Not as much as I do, dear," she smiled. "I don't think he would approve of our relationship at all. He's really a hypocrite, though, as I've heard he has sex with the secretaries at the office every chance he gets. He is good looking and I enjoy balling with him."
"That's so nice," Barbara told her. "Stay straight, honey. Don't every get lost in this twilight world. I don't know how I ever got into this."
"You poor baby," Jan said as she wrapped her arms around her lovingly and kissed her lips.
When the two women embraced, Jan discovered what a pleasure it was to press her bosoms against another woman's bosoms. The sexual electricity that she experienced showed in her eyes.
"You respond to me, don't you?" Barbara smiled knowingly.
"I'm afraid I do," she admitted.
"Don't knock it," she told her, "be glad, baby. It's marvelous that we can enjoy each other like this. It really is."
"If you say so," she told her.
When Jan went home that night Len questioned her as to where she had been.
"Around," she replied.
"Around where?" he questioned her further.
"Don't be nosey," she said tightly. "I was just having some kicks."
"I don't trust you," her husband said bluntly. "I'll bet you anything you were out looking for sex."
"What do you think I am, a sex maniac?" she snapped indignantly.
"If you must know, yes," he told her. "That's exactly what I think you are. That's why you belong on a leash."
"Maybe I should be caged up," she said. "like an animal. And you could let me wander around when you were nearby. Then you'd lock me back in the cage."
"That's not a bad idea," he said, "make a note of it. I'll check and see what cages cost."
"You couldn't afford a cage that could keep me tied to your cock," she snapped. "I can get all the head I want."
"Sure you can," Len snapped, "that's because you're a fucking head hunter. Oh, I know your kind. You don't care about the guy. All you want is that thing between his legs. You want to suck on it. You like that sweet cream when it shoots into your mouth. You like a cock plunging up your ass. You want one plunging into your pussy. You want cocks, cocks, cocks."
"Look who's talking," Jan said. "From what I hear, you're pussy crazy. As a matter-of-fact, I think you're possessed to eat pussy. I've heard that you have been caught with secretaries spread out bare-ass naked on your desk and you were sucking them."
"Fucking lies," he said, "I would never do such a stupid thing. I have more pride."
What really got Len's goat though was the fact that the angrier his wife got the more stimulated he got. Looking into her flashing eyes he felt himself getting hot.
"How about going to bed with me?" he suggested.
"How can you suggest such a thing when I'm so angry at you?" she demanded.
"Very easy," he assured her. "You have a way of looking at me when you get angry that stimulates me, baby. I mean, I've got the hots for you."
"You're out of your mind," she snapped. "I wouldn't get in bed with you if you were the last man in the world."
"You know you want to have a good time with me, baby," he told her. "You want to put my prick in your mouth and suck it. You want to lick my ass-hole. And you want me to stab it up your behind. You know, I think you are a natural anal girl."
Turning around she looked at him puzzled.
"What in hell do you mean?"
"You know," he smiled, "an anal girl. A chick who gets her kicks when a guy sticks his prick up her ass. Some women like it best that way. Maybe they like the pain. I don't know. But all I know is when I stick my cock in your ass-hole I have more pleasure than doing it any other way."
"Sure you do," she quipped, "that's because you're hurting me. I know you."
"No, you don't," he said, "you don't know me at all."
At this point he grabbed her and threw his arms around her. He pressed his lips passionately against hers. His tongue licked her lips and then opening her mouth with force he let his tongue flip against her tongue. Soon she was hot for him.
"Oh, Len, why do we fight?" she asked him. "You know we love each other, baby."
"I don't know," he said anxiously. "All I know is, sweetheart, I've got to have you in bed with me."
CHAPTER 4
It didn't take Jan and Len long to strip. Once they were totally nude and in bed and pushing their bodies against each other, she realized how much she loved him. She crushed her breasts against his broad firm chest. She looked into his blue eyes and he looked into hers.
"I love you," she smiled.
"Go down on my cock and prove it," he smiled.
She let her tongue lick down to his crotch. Then pulling on his cock she let her tongue slide along his testicles. Len always enjoyed it when Jan tongued him. But he liked it most of all when she voluntarily slipped her tongue up his ass crack.
Wanting to please him meant he didn't have to beg. For she would always gladly take care of his sexual desires.
"Suck my ass, sweetheart," he panted as he felt her tongue slipping up his ass-hole, "way up there. That's it, darling. Love me."
Jan's tongue plunged up Len's tight anal channel. She gripped his ass cheeks and held on.
"That's the way you do it, darling," he told her happily, "Now you're really sucking in earnest. Pull on my cock while you eat my ass out."
Her hand gripped his pulsating penis. Pulling with rhythmic movements she let her tongue continue slipping and sliding all around his buttocks. Then once more she inserted her tongue up his ass-hole. He wiggled on her tongue.
"It tickles when you stick your tongue up my ass," he complained.
Jan held his buttocks now. He preferred having her pull on his penis. Apparently he calculated that he couldn't hold his ass still unless she held him.
Once she had given him a good ass licking she let her tongue slip up to his balls. Opening her mouth she sucked them in.
"Oh, do that," he exclaimed eagerly. "I love it when you suck on my nuts. Oh, baby, that's what I want."
Len put his hands behind his head and propped himself up on a pillow and watched his young and beautiful wife skillfully suck on him. It was a fantastic pleasure to see her beautiful mouth down there.
"Now, baby, come up the flagpole and suck on it."
She knew what he meant by that. And she let her tongue lick up the underside of his shaft. Her tongue tip darted lightly about his cock head.
"Suck me," she begged eagerly, "suck me, baby. That's the way you do it. Suck me."
She let her mouth slip over the head of his shaft. Her lips clamped over the top of his cock.
"Tickle it with your tongue," he told her, "that's the way you do it. like that."
Her tongue laved the head of his shaft. He was enjoying it and so was she.
"Suck it, baby," he begged anxiously, "now you're doing it. Oh, baby, let me slide it down your throat."
Len rolled over. Now he was on top. He was straddling her. She loved it when he was on top. Her hands reached up to clasp his ass cheeks as he went on plunging his penis down her throat.
"It won't be much longer now, baby," he told her, "hang in."
She was hanging in and enjoying it.
"Ohhh," he gasped excitedly, "baby, that's the way. Suck it off. Get the juice out. Suck that big creamy cock."
His hot sperm splattered down her throat as he got his gun off.
"Oh, baby," he gasped in a passionate frenzy, "what a cock suck!"
Her hands held his ass cheeks tightly as she finished blowing him.
Slowly easing his shaft out of her mouth he looked down at her lovingly. He patted her face.
"What would I ever do without you?"
She replied with a laugh, "Probably fuck every girl in the office."
Len thought for a moment and then he admitted, "Maybe I have been disloyal. Perhaps I should dedicate my dick to you. Would you like that?"
At this point Jan didn't know whether she would or not. For she'd experienced too many sexual encounters to want to confine herself to one man.
"Answer me," he demanded, "are you listening?"
"Sure I'm listening," she said, "but I don't know whether I can hear you or not. There is a difference."
She lay there with her face turned away from him. This annoyed him. He began massaging her breasts and caressing her.
"Maybe I've been a meanie," he confessed, "I'm sorry, baby. I apologize."
"You don't have to apologize," she told him. "Not in the least. Maybe I like it better this way."
"What in hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Maybe I've found the freedom I've wanted all along," she said nervously. "Maybe I wanted more than one man. You wanted more than one woman."
"That's different," he insisted.
"That's what you think, tiger," she snapped. "Maybe I get tired of the same old cock shoving into me. Maybe I want variety. You like to stick your tongue in different pussies. I hear you're quite a pussy eater at the office."
"Has my secretary been talking to you again?"
"No," she confided, "but there is a grapevine. And I find out what you're doing. And don't think I don't."
"You're faking it," he laughed. "You're trying to frighten me. I don't scare easy."
"I don't either," his wife replied, "not anymore."
He looked at her, puzzled.
"What do you want, blood?" he demanded. "Do you want me to sign I will be loyal to your sacred pussy in blood?"
"I wouldn't mind that," she said. "There might be a chance then that you would stay in my play pen."
"All right, baby," he smiled, "how about giving me some more sexual satisfaction. If you feel the need for so many men, apparently I'm not giving you enough. How about letting me ram it up your ass-hole?"
"What's so special about my ass?" Jan asked her husband. "Am I really that good?"
"You're the tightest piece of ass I've ever balled," he admitted candidly, "and that's why I like to stick my dick up your ass-hole. Do you mind?"
"Not as long as it's slippery when you slide up there," she shrugged.
Jan got off the bed in what was becoming a ritual. It puzzled her. She had read that Marilyn Monroe liked to have anal intercourse. Maybe she was another anal girl.
Returning with a tube of KY she handed it to her husband.
"I like it when a woman puts it on my prick," he demanded.
"All right," she agreed.
She coated his cock with lubrication.
"Now," he told her, "put some around the balls, too."
"I hope you don't intend to slide those in," she laughed.
"No, but I like it when you massage them with that slippery stuff."
She smiled as she reached down to grip his scrotum with one hand and applied the KY with the other. Then she gave him a slippery ball massage.
"Tremendous," he smiled as he lay back in sexual ecstasy. "Now, baby, pull on my cock. That's it. Pull on it and play with my nuts at the same time."
She pulled on his penis and played with his balls! He was getting hornier and hornier.
"Oh, wild," he exclaimed. "Baby, now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Keep that up. Oh, sweetheart, keep doing it."
The great pleasure that he felt, continued.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're really playing. Keep it going."
She realized that if he didn't slide out of her ass-hole quickly he would go off in her hand.
"I'm not gonna jack you off," she told him. "I don't enjoy that as much as when it slides up my ass.
Len's face brightened.
"So you do enjoy it?" he laughed. "I thought you did. From the way you grabbed my cock when it's slipping up your ass I figured you liked it."
"It's a mystery to me why I do," she said," 'cause it hurts like hell when you jab it in there. But I do like it."
"All right, baby," he said enthusiastically, "just get on all fours and let your old lover slip it in you."
Jan was beginning to become an expert at positions for anal sex. She crouched over in the middle of the bed. Only her smooth trim behind was visible. He gripped her ass cheeks and slowly slipped his well-lubricated shaft between her legs. As it eased smoothly up her ass crack he drove forward with a hard vigorous cock stab.
"Fuck it, baby," he exclaimed as he rode in her. "That's it. Grab my dick. Fuek, baby, fuck. Oh, baby, come on. Now we're screwing."
With rapid-fire cock stabs he rode into her.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "Now you're really fucking. Come on, baby. Fuck. Fuck fast. Oh, yes. I love that. Fuck it. Oh, baby, fuck."
Gripping her ass cheeks he rode with hard driving cock stabs.
"Keep it up," he begged her, "now you're doing it. Oh, baby, that's beautiful. You're really fucking. Come on, sweetheart, fuck off."
The thick pulsating penis plunged up her ass. With delight she gripped it with her ass muscles.
"Give it to me," she begged anxiously, "I want to feel every fucking inch of your dick slamming up there. Come on, lover, fuck. Fuck it. Fuck fast."
Riding into her with hard driving cock stabs he continued.
"Twist your ass for me," he begged her, "that's the way, sweetheart. Grind your hips. Oh, baby, now you're screwing."
He was enjoying it more and so was she. For she was putting her all into it. Len bent over and gripped her breasts. He squeezed the nipples as he let his slippery cock go on stabbing up her ass. He rode it in as far as it would go. His slippery balls slapped against her ass cheeks.
"I like the sound of your balls when they hit my behind," she told him. "Oh, baby, fuck me. Fuck me good."
Len thrust his pulsating penis higher up her ass. Taking his hands off her bosoms he squeezed her ass cheeks as he rammed it in good.
"Grab it," he exclaimed excitedly. "That's it, baby. Grab my prick in your ass."
She squeezed his cock with her ass muscles. She was milking him now.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly, "oh, baby, you're getting me there. I'm shooting."
The sperm shot up her ass-hole. She kept her milking motion up with her sphincter muscle as he went on sliding his slippery shaft higher.
"Squeeze it out," he told her, "yes, Jan baby. Now. Squeeze it all out."
More sperm spurted from his penis head.
When he finally had got his gun off he slowly eased his cock out of her ass-hole.
She rolled over on the bed and looked at him.
"Are you satisfied now?"
"I should say I am," he told her. "I just wish the secretaries at the office could fuck like you do."
She laughed.
"That's usually said in reverse, isn't it?" she chuckled. "Men saying they wish their wives could screw like the chick at the office."
"That's true," he admitted candidly, "but in your case, baby, you do it better. I've got to lay off those women. Now that you've let me have everything I've wanted, why do I need 'em?"
She looked at him sternly.
"Yes, Len," she nodded, "why do you need them? Is it your male ego? Is there something you're trying to prove?"
"I'll prove what a good snatch eater I am if you will straddle me and push your muff in my mouth."
"All right, tiger," she told him. "Show me what a good tongue man you are."
Len was on his back as his wife straddled him. She slowly eased forward and with one hand on his head pushed her muff at his mouth.
"Lick quick, darling," she urged him, "I'm about ready to juice."
He knew she was telling the truth. His hot tongue slipped back and forth across her vagina.
"Oh, yes, yes," she enthused, "that's the way, baby. I want it. I want it bad."
The hot tongue lashes stimulated her. But more than that she loved the way he reached up to grip her breasts. The combined action of his hands grasping her bosoms while his tongue plunged in her vagina appealed to her.
"You're a fuck machine," she smiled at her husband, "and that's why I love you, darling. Stab it up there. That's the way to do it. Eat my box."
Len's tongue lashed her velvety vagina walls. The delicious scent of her pussy spurred him on.
"Eat me, baby," she begged anxiously, "suck me. Oh, stick your tongue in there. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Suck my pussy."
The urgency in her voice stimulated him. For he could tell that his wife loved being eaten.
Whipping his tongue around inside of her he brought his hands down to her buttocks. He pulled her closer so he could have a good vantage point for his tongue movements.
"Love me," she cried passionately, "oh, baby, love me."
All at once she couldn't stand it any longer. She enjoyed being on the cliff of climax. However, when he licked swiftly up and down her clitoris, she gushed. Pressing his lips tightly to her, he sucked.
"Eat my box," Jan begged Len. "Eat me, baby. Oh, sweetheart, suck me."
Len's tongue lapped up her delicious juices. When he had finished and withdrew, he smiled up at her like a small child asking approval.
"Am I a good tongue man or not?"
"The best," she told him. "You really are. I'd like to hang a medal around your tongue. It would read, 'Best Pussy Eater Anywhere.'"
He pressed his lips lovingly against her vagina lips. He kissed her and then Frenched her there. Inching his tongue slowly inside, he withdrew it quickly.
"Oh, darling," she smiled, "when you are so gentle like this and so sensitive to my needs I love you."
She pulled off him and lay beside him. Len's arm swept around her.
"You're beautiful," he told her, "you really are, baby."
She looked down at her husband's limp cock and reached out. Grasping it she toyed with it. As she stroked him he got harder.
"Sweetheart," he smiled, "would you give me a good old jack job?"
"Anything you want," she said as she pulled rhythmically on his penis.
Len loved her strokes.
"You've got the beat, baby," he told her, "just keep it up. And you're gonna see that old sperm splatter all over the place."
Just then Len's cock shot a good load. The thick cream splattered all over her breasts.
"Lick it," she told him. , Bending over he sucked his sperm off her beautiful bosoms.
CHAPTER 5
Jan was pleased that Len always enjoyed himself when he had sex with her. However, it bothered her that he was becoming so bizarre in his sexual appetites.
One night he came home and told her what he would like to do.
"I want to try something wild tonight, honey," he suggested, "and I hope you'll go along with me."
"It depends on how wild it is," she told him flatly.
"I've taken the liberty to invite Stella over to our home tonight. I've told her that you wouldn't mind if we had a three-way orgy."
For a brief moment Jan was so stunned by what Len had revealed that she couldn't speak.
"You assume an awful lot," she told him.
"You wanted adventure," he reminded her, "so this is your chance."
"I'm sure I will get a big charge out of watching you have sex with another woman," she told him. "I won't do it."
"Oh, yes, you will," he told her. "You will. You wouldn't want to get a divorce from me as it would cost you too much."
"You bastard," she shook her head. "You calculate everything down to the last nickel, don't you?"
"One has to," he told her.
Just then she heard the doorbell ring.
"That's probably Stella right now," he told her. "Now, baby, I want you to be real nice to her."
"You're asking too much," she said nervously.
She sat down in a chair next to the sofa and watched while her husband answered the door. From her first glimpse of Stella, Jan knew she was headed for trouble. For Stella was a flame-haired beauty with ivory skin and green eyes. She had a gorgeous shape and it made Jan so jealous she shook.
"Is it cold in here?" Stella grinned knowingly as she entered the room.
"It's heating up," Jan smiled. "I suppose my husband told you I am a wild woman sexually speaking."
"On the contrary," Stella laughed, "Len hasn't said a word about you. That's the remarkable thing about him. He doesn't suck and tell."
That did it. Jan was certain that Stella had been carrying on for a long time with Len.
"I think we all need a drink," Len said, wanting to break the ice with booze.
"A very good idea," Stella smiled.
"Are you an alcoholic, honey?" Jan asked her testily.
"No way," she smiled, "mom was. That's why I never drink more than three."
"Three dozen?" she asked.
At this point Len knew he had to step in.
"If you're gonna keep badgering Stella," he told her, "Stella and I will go to a motel."
"You don't have to go to a motel," Jan smiled, "You can use our family bedroom. You can put the money you'd pay for a motel in a kitty."
At this point Stella go to her feet.
"I was invited here to a nice wholesome family orgy," she said, "and not a knifing session. If you don't want to have your husband do it to me with you participating, I am ready to split."
"Good-bye," Jan snapped.
The drinks changed things. For it made Stella and Jan warm up to each other.
"You're a beautiful woman," Stella told her flatly, "and I can't see how Len could ever look at another woman."
"How sweet of you to say that," Jan said nervously, "and I believe you're telling the truth."
"Certainly I am, dear," she told her. "Why don't we all undress and start our little sex game. I think it would be fun to get the party rolling."
Jan was eager to display her body. She slipped out of her clothes in the living room. She stood there with only her panties on as she dropped her bra to the floor. Stella's jaw dropped a mile at the same moment. For she had never seen two such beautiful bosoms. They didn't sag the flesh was firm yet soft. More than that, the dark circle red nipples looked like good sucking. For Stella was hooked on women.
"Darling," she smiled at her, "why don't we go into the bedroom. I'd like to show you what I can do with my tongue."
Len laughed. "To say nothing of your dildo," he teased.
"Did you bring a dildo with you?" Jan asked in surprise.
"Yes, I did bring one," she admitted. "They come in so handy, honey."
"What did you expect to do to me?"
She looked at Len. Then Len, who had gotten down to his shorts, admitted the truth.
"I wanted Stella to fuck your pussy while I fuck Stella's ass-hole. Stella knows how to fuck a mean dildo."
"If you don't want to," Stella volunteered, "I don't blame you. Apparently your husband hasn't been leveling with you and telling you what we had in mind."
"It's all right," Jan agreed. "I really ought to swing a little. I haven't lived enough."
When she pulled off her panties and Stella got a chance to see her beautiful behind, Stella shook her head.
"Why do you shake your head?" Jan asked in puzzlement.
"It's so beautiful," she told her, "I would prefer fucking your ass-hole."
"That's what Len keeps telling me," she smiled, "that I have a super ass. He's always trying to stab his prick up it. And now you want to fuck it, too."
"Can I?" Stella asked eagerly. "Oh, baby, I would love to screw your ass-hole."
"All right, if you want to," Jan agreed.
Naked Jan led the way to the bedroom. Stella still hadn't undressed completely. Len followed with only his bulging shorts on. Once in the bedroom Jan immediately pulled back the bedspread and arranged the pillows.
"I'll put a couple of pillows under me," she explained, "so you can slip that dildo easily up my ass-hole. However, baby, you've got to have a lot of lubrication. I won't allow anybody to screw my ass unless they have enough petroleum jelly on their prick or dildo or whatever."
Stella laughed. Now she was undressing and in good humor.
"I'm gonna enjoy this session," she told Jan as she saw Jan getting in the middle of the bed on the pillows and lying on her stomach. Jan deliberately parted her ass just enough so it would turn on Stella. Stella slid out of all of her clothes and reaching in her bulky handbag pulled out the dildo with the straps on it.
"She's really a neat fucker," Len laughed. "She's even fucked me up the ass-hole."
"He's a good screw," Stella smiled.
"Why do you think you enjoy wearing that dildo so much?" Jan asked her deliberately.
"That's easy," Stella explained. "I was a man in my last life. A real playboy."
"How did you find this out?" Jan turned around to watch Stella as she slipped into the dildo and harness.
"I went to one of those psychics," she explained, "and she told me all about it. I had a ten-inch cock and big balls, baby. No wonder I enjoy fucking."
"That explains it all, doesn't it?" Jan said testily.
Len handed the Vaseline jelly to Stella who began applying it to the plastic penis. Looking at the quivering slippery pink plastic penis when Stella mounted her, frightened her.
"Be careful," she begged.
Stella wasn't the careful type. Now that she was in her old reincarnation frame she plunged the plastic cock forward.
"Fuck it, baby," she panted, "that's how you do it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Just about this time Len was really getting a hard-on. He stroked himself a couple of times and then he applied the Vaseline to his own penis, making it slippery in preparation for slipping it up Stella's ass.
"Slow down your tempo, Stella," Len suggested, "so I can ease it up your butt. Then we will both be fucking ass."
Turning to look in the mirror, Jan watched the reflection. It was an erotic sight to see Stella with the dildo strapped on her, fucking her buttocks. At the same time she enjoyed seeing her husband slowly easing his slippery shaft between Stella's ass crack. She waited for the moment of impact when Stella would wince in pain. It was strange how she could derive pleasure from pain.
"It's getting up there," Len panted as he pushed. "Hang in, baby. Now. Now we're doing it. Oh, sweetheart, fuck it off."
With rapid-fire thrusts Len jabbed it up Stella's ass-hole.
"Swing your ass, cutie," he told her. "Oh, yes. That's the way I like it. Fuck it, baby. Oh, grab it. Oh, those ass muscles are in action, sweetheart.
Now we're doing it. Grind."
Stella loved being fucked up the ass while she was doing the same thing to another woman. She bent over farther and began reaching for Jan's big bosoms. Jan loved the feel of her hot hands playing with her nipples. At the same time Len figured he should get in the act too. He bent over, letting his chest touch Stella's back. His hands quickly gripped her bosoms as he pinched the nipples.
"Keep your ass moving," Len panted. "Oh, baby, let's see if we can get our guns to go off together."
Stella only wished she did have a gun. The pink plastic dildo substitute would have to do. Nevertheless, she could imagine what it was like in her last life. And as she stabbed the plastic cock up Jan's ass, electrical sexual thrills flashed through her body. To her delight and surprise, Jan was enjoying it. Perhaps she was an anal girl she thought. At least she was enjoying this action.
"Fuck me," she begged eagerly. "I love it. Oh, baby, slip it to me. Come on, sweetheart, fuck off."
All at once Len knew he was going to juice. And he thrust in piston-precision movements.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged, "keep wiggling. Oh, sweetheart, I'm almost there. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Keep twisting your ass. Oh, like that. Now, baby, now. I'm cuming. I'm cuming."
The hot cream shot out of his penis and up her ass-hole. She squeezed, milking him. The sexual syndrome had been set in motion. As Stella stabbed the plastic cock up Jan's ass, she felt herself cuming.
"I'm cuming," she cried passionately. "Oh, baby, when you shot that load up my ass it got me there."
A moment later Jan picked up the sex orgasm syndrome. She felt herself juicing.
"Oh, I can't stand it," she panted passionately, "stick your fingers in my twat, baby. I'm cuming. Play with my love button."
Reaching farther down, Stella slid her fingers into her vagina. Smoothly she manipulated her love button.
"You're beautiful," Stella panted, "oh, baby, you're so beautiful."
Jan's ego was flattered. And Stella's bizarre sexual requirements were satisfied.
Finally pulling her sticky fingers from Jan's vagina she slowly started easing the dildo out of her ass as she felt Len pulling his cock slowly from her buttocks. She knew how important it was to slide it slowly so it would hurt.
When Len got his dripping-with-cum cock out of her ass some of his white cream splashed on her thigh.
"I'm sorry," Len apologized.
"You don't have to be, tiger," Stella assured him. "I love the feel of that juice."
Easing the dildo out of Jan's behind she slapped her gratefully. "Thank you, beautiful ass," she smiled at her rosy ass cheeks.
Jan straightened out now and looked at her husband.
"I'm glad you brought Stella home," she told him.
That was Stella's first clue. Stella didn't even bother to unstrap the dildo. She wrapped her arms lovingly around Jan and pressed her great bosoms against her. Len felt his slippery cock stiffen.
"You two can make out any time and any way you want to," he told her. "It just gets me horny. I used to pay a lot of money for a sex exhibition of two women making it down in Tijuana. I don't have to pay when I watch my wife and another chick making out."
As Stella felt her bosoms pressing against Jan's great bosoms, she became more and more stimulated. She pressed herself against her and she knew she had to slide the dildo into her vagina.
Jan understood. She lay back, groaning in passionate delight.
"Love me," she panted passionately.
Stella eased the dildo into her pussy. Jan's vagina muscles gripped the sliding slippery plastic cock.
"It feels good, baby," Jan assured her. "Keep fucking. You've got the rhythm, honey. You must have been a real tiger last time around."
Len was so excited now he could hardly control himself. With his hand on his cock he was pumping his penis.
"This is the best jack-off action I've ever had," he exclaimed. "That's beautiful, baby. Keep fucking."
There was no doubt in her mind about what a good time she was having. She knew it.
"Fuck it, baby," she told her, "give it to me."
Pumping it to her as if she were a man she pleased her. f
"That's it," Jan panted, "harder. Oh, baby, this is better than when Len fucks me."
Len laughed. He didn't care what his wife said in the throes of erotic lust. If anything, he was delighted that she was finding stimulation.
"Oh, fuck me," she begged eagerly, "that's the way I like it. Come on, tiger. Fuck."
The two women were enjoying it. Jan's legs locked around Stella's.
"Oh, baby," Len panted as he pumped his cock harder, "I'm almost there. Wow!"
Suddenly his penis exploded. The hot cum splashed across Stella's. Len wasted no time. Going over to her he applied his own sperm to his cock so he could slip it up Stella's behind.
As he flipped his cock up her ass she looked back at him.
"Shove it up easy," she told him. Once more they were going to town. The three of them.
"Fuck, Stella," Len panted as he pumped it up her ass. Fuck, baby. Grind your ass around. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it."
All at once the women came. It was taking longer this time around for Len to get his rocks off. But he never despaired.
"Fuck, baby," he gasped excitedly, "that's the way you do it. Come on, fuck it off."
Suddenly he did get his rocks off again. As his hot cream erupted he noticed it was less thick. Nevertheless, he could still derive a lot of pleasure from it.
He went on ramming it up her rectum and she twisted on his tool.
"I like it when you slam it into me," Stella panted.
She pressed down on his wife's lips while his cock went on slipping up her ass.
When the three of them pulled away from each other Stella had to compliment Jan.
"You really are capable of giving your husband a lot of pleasure."
"That's so nice of you to say that," Jan told her.
"I'm nuts about my wife," Len assured Stella, "it's just that now and then I want to seing a little."
"I understand now," Jan told him emphatically, "and that's why you will understand that I want to swing a little."
"Of course," Len gulped.
CHAPTER 6
Jan decided that she was going to become a housewife hooker. She had read stories about women making a lot of money on the side. However, she had to tell her husband she was involved with something else so he wouldn't become suspicious.
One evening she asked him if it would be all right if she took up tennis.
"Why would I care if you took up tennis?" he shrugged.
"I just thought I would ask you, dear," she said innocently, "because I will be gone from home now and then. I know how you love to call up from the office and see if everything is all right. That won't be necessary now."
Jan had made her point. Now it was up to her to find someone who could help her get into the business.
She contacted a girl friend of hers, Diane. Diane had told her quite some time ago that she was living with a wealthy Greek from Chicago. She went to see Diane and heard quite a sob tale.
"What happened between you and that Chicago Greek?"
"It was dreadful," Diane complained. "His relatives all swooped down for the kill. When he was gone I realized how important it was that I considered the will. He never wanted me to talk about money matters and he did take care of me lavishly when he was alive. But now that he's been gone I've had to resort to do things I would never do otherwise."
"like what?" her girl friend asked her.
"Compromise some of my virtues," she explained.
"Tell me what have you been doing for a living?" Jan asked her quietly.
"I wouldn't want you to tell any of our friends," she apologized, "but I've had to sell my body."
'That's not a bad business," Jan told her, "and you are performing a much needed service. How do you go about doing it?"
"I wish you wouldn't pry into personal details,"
Diane shook her head.
"But I'm interested because I want to make some money on the side," Jan informed her flatly.
"What?" Diane shuddered. "Risk your good marriage on mere money."
"I'm bored with Len," she explained. "He plays around. Why shouldn't I?"
"I'll call Dorothy up," she told her, "and put you on the service. That is, if you really want to. She gives us fifty bucks when we recruit a gal."
"All right, call Dorothy if you wish," Jan agreed.
Moments later she got Dorothy on the phone.
"Dorothy," Diane began, "I've got a new gal lined up. Sure. Hundred-dollar-an-hour girl. Right. She understands. She's happy to give you your commission."
After Diane had given Dorothy Jan's phone number, she was set up.
"Sex in the afternoon," Diane quipped, "that's the way to make it. However, be careful, honey. Some of these men are such brutes."
"What do you mean?"
"They like to ass fuck," Diane revealed. "And when they have a big cock and ram it up your ass, it's no easy thing. That's worth more than a hundred dollars an hour."
"I'd better run along now," Jan told her, "I've got so many things to do."
To her surprise and delight, when she got home the phone was ringing.
"I've got a rush call," Dorothy began, "and you could have a good time this afternoon and still have time to fix dinner. That is, if you do your job."
"I'm ready," Jan assured the phone madam.
Once she had the name and address of the motel where she was supposed to go, she had her mind made up.
She got into her car and took off down the freeway. It didn't take her long to find the Stardust Motel. When she saw all of the rooms which opened on the outside balconies, she realized it was probably one vast cat house.
Going into the motel to the appointed room she was pleased when she knocked on the door. For a nice-looking athletic young man answered.
"Hi, tiger," she smiled at him. "I guess we exchange money first."
"Sure, baby," he told her. "Any way you want to work it."
"Thank you, dear," she told him. "Now let's you and I have a good time."
Once she had her hundred dollars she was ready to strip.
"You realize, of course," the man told her, "that I expect to do everything in one hour."
"By everything, what do you mean?"
"First let me know your name," he told her. "I don't just like to fuck a gal and not even know her name."
"My name is Jan," she told him. "What's yours?"
"Charles," he told her. "You can call me Chuck though."
"All right, Chuck, this is your lucky day," she told him. "Now what is it you want me to do? I'm game to do anything and everything."
"Beautiful," he told her, "so am I. First I want to know if you will lick everything on my body. You know, my balls, my ass, the works.'
"Why not?" she asked hiin.
He laughed and replied, "Yes, why not?"
Once Jan had taken off her panties and bra she noticed Chuck was just as willing to strip, too.
Chuck pulled off his shorts and stood there naked.
"I like that big thing between your legs, baby doll," she smiled as she went over and reached for it.
"You don't mind if I suggest we shower first. I like to suck on a clean tiger."
"All right, I'll let you wash me," he told her.
Together they went into the shower. She took his cock and washed it with the bar of soap. Then she told him to turn around. She washed his ass out for him.
"Let me return the compliment," he grinned. "I'll wash you all over."
He washed her bosoms off and then he let the soap slip down to her vagina.
"Let me slide the soap in your pussy," he suggested.
She allowed him his unusual request. The soap slid into her vagina. She gripped it with her pussy muscles. When he pulled the soap out of her vagina he told her to turn around and he washed her ass for her.
"Let's go back to the bedroom," she told Charles. "Time is running out on us."
"You don't have to confine it to an hour," he argued. "If you enjoy me enough you will want me for a long time. Won't you?"
The first thing that Chuck wanted her to do was suck on his ass-hole.
"It's hard to find a dame who appreciates giving ass sucks," he confessed.
"I imagine it is," she admitted, "so many people are narrow minded about such things. Frankly, I think it's silly. If a man enjoys getting his ass sucked, a woman can do it. You're clean and sweet. Why shouldn't I suck on you?"
"Yes," Chuck flashed her a broad grin, "why shouldn't you? Go down there and eat out my ass."
Saying now more she crouched over the vigorous young man's crotch. Her hands slid under his ass cheeks and she held him. Parting his ass cheeks gently she let her tongue slip up his ass crack. He was reaching for his cock now and jacking off slowly.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed. "That's the way I like it. Play with my prick." With slow, steady rhythmic movements Chuck pulled on his penis while the beautiful young girl let her tongue slip and slide all around his ass-hole. What he waited for, however, was the moment when her tongue would slip up his ass.
"Eat my ass out," he begged finally, "suck on it, sweetheart. Stick your tongue up there. Now. Hurry up, baby. I'm hot. I'm ready to juice."
Jan's tongue stiffened and slid up his tight rectum.
"Suck ass," he told her, "oh, baby. Now you're doing it. That's the way I want it. Suck it. Come on, sweetheart, suck on my ass-hole."
She was really enjoying herself now.
"Reach over here and pull on my prick for me," he suggested. "I would like that, too. Very much, as a matter-of-fact."
Reaching over she clutched his cock.
"That's it," he told her, "jack me off while you rim my ass."
Jan went on rimming his ass-hole as her hand reached for his cock. She was discovering a new dimension of pleasure as she accomplished two sexual acts at the same time.
"Suck ass," he begged her, "yes, baby, that's how it's done. Suck my sweet ass-hole."
Chuck was enjoying himself. However, he recognized the time would soon come when he would have to get his rocks off.
"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "flip your tongue out of my butt and cop your mouth on my cock."
Sliding swiftly from his behind she let her tongue whip around his balls in route to the top of his cock. Hastily sliding her mouth over his shaft she began sucking. Chuck loved the way Jan knew how to focus her action at the tip of his penis.
"Now you're sucking," he exclaimed. "That's beautiful, baby. Suck. Suck it off."
He was really enjoying it now. She had to let her mouth travel from the head of his cock to the base. Her fingers played with his balls.
"Suck it, sweetheart," he told her, "and get set for a flood. Oh, yes. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it."
Reaching out Chuck gripped her head and guided her.
"Suck it off," he begged her. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. I love it. Keep it up."
To give him more pleasure she let her finger slide up his ass. Finger fucking his ass-hole while she was sucking on his penis brought him close to a juicy climax.
"Eat me," he begged her anxiously. "Oh, sweetheart, suck the cream out of my cock. That's the way I want it. Suck it off. Drain it."
All at once the hot white cream erupted in a flash flood in her mouth. It dribbled from the corners of her lips as she ate him.
"Eat me, baby," he begged passionately. "Oh, sweetheart, suck every drop of it. That's what I want you to do. Gobble me."
Chuck's sperm tasted good to her. She tasted him as she swallowed him.
"Ohhh, baby, this is real," he exclaimed. "Oh, eat it. Suck that juive."
Finishing him off she pulled away from him. He looked at her in amazement.
"You really are good at this," he told her. "I'm lucky I ever got you to do me."
"It's mutual, baby," she assured him. "I've enjoyed you, too."
Now he was glancing at her breasts and her beautiful vagina. He looked at his watch.
"I've still got fifteen minutes," he told her.
"Do what you want to," she suggested.
He didn't require a second invitation.
"Swing your hips around here, honey," he told her, "and sit in my face. I'll suck your ass and then I will eat your pussy. How does that grab you?"
She didn't reply. But she acted. She swung her body around so she was right on top of him. He gripped her thighs as she eased her ass down over his face.
"Let me see what you can do with your tongue, love," she told him.
Chuck's tongue flipped back and forth across her tight anal channel. She loved it so much that she wanted to perform a slippery slide act with his tongue.
"Stiffen your tongue, love," she suggested, "and
I'll slide up and down it. Oh, baby, suck me."
Chuck was more than willing to please her. Stiffening his tongue he let her use it as a slippery slide.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "Are you ever stimulating me, baby. Oh, sweetheart, suck my snatch. That's the way to do it. Suck my pussy."
Hastily he moved to her vagina. He flipped his tongue inside of her and lapped lavishly.
"Get me there, baby," she begged. "Oh, yes. That's the way. Come on, sweetheart, do me."
He was determined he was going to bring her around. His tongue flipped this way and that. She was excited now to the point where she was shaking.
"Eat my box," she begged him. "Suck me. Oh, baby, eat my snatch."
She loved the way his teasing tongue movements tantalized her. She loved his hands grasping her ass cheeks as she pushed her muff to his mouth.
"Eat me, baby," she begged him frantically. "Suck me. Nibble my love button."
Nibbling her clit, she gushed.
"I can't stand it," she panted passionately. "Lap it. Suck it. Fuck it."
Lapping up every drop of her pussy juices his fingers pressed against her ass cheeks as he squeezed them eagerly.
"Oh, eat me," she begged, "eat me, baby. That's what I want, sweetheart, eat me."
He licked until he had drained every drop of her pussy juices from her vagina. Then he told her what he wanted to do next.
"I want to fuck your ass now that I've eaten it," he told her. "Will you let me stab my dick up there, baby?"
"Give me time to think about it," she said, looking at Chuck's vibrant penis as it was swelling.
"Oh, baby," he told her happily, "you would just love it. I know you would."
"Yeah," she said, "but you've got to pay if you're gonna play."
"I'll give anything," he told her, "if you'll just let me fuck your ass-hole. I never planned to, baby. But when I was thinking of it I figured that if it was that much fun for my tongue to slide in there, how much more pleasure it would be if my prick took over."
"Is it worth fifty more to you?" Jan asked like a professional hooker.
"Any day," he told her. "I know I had to have you every possible way."
"I'll need a drink," she insisted.
"If you want one, sure," he told her.
To her surprise, Chuck was equipped with a whiskey flask. He promptly got it for her and handed it to her.
"I'll have one, too, when you finish," he told her. "It relaxes a person to have a little booze when they're having wild sex."
"That's what this is," she nodded, "real wild exciting sex."
She reached for his cock and fondled it with smooth movements.
"Why is that we get so much pleasure out of this hunk of meat?"
"I don't know," he admitted candidly, "but that's the way it is. A guy has to get his rocks off. A chick who knows this can make a mint. How long have you been in the business?"
"This might surprise you," Jan informed Chuck, "but you are my very first customer."
"Wow!" he told her. "This is beautiful. So I get to break you in. I guess I've been quite demanding."
"It's all right," Jan smiled. "I have to learn sometime what it's all about."
"That's a healthy attitude," he assured her. "I'm real glad you look at it like that. My wife, for example, doesn't want to eat me or do anything I want her to. She gives me real hard times when it comes to sex."
"What do you like to have your wife do?" Jan asked anxiously.
"Participate in orgies with me," he explained.
"What a pity she isn't more cooperative," Jan said acidly. "I guess women were meant to be subservient sex slaves, among other things."
"I don't consider it subservient," Chuck shook his head. "It should be a pleasure to lick my nuts and suck my cock."
"For a hundred dollars it is," Jan smiled smugly.
"You are being a bitch about it," he told her angrily. "If you don't stop it I won't even want to screw your ass-hole."
"It's your time and money, sonny boy," she told him. "what do you want to do?"
"You remind me of the first whore I ever made it with," he told her. "She used to eat lettuce and mayonnaise sandwiches. It was awful seeing that mayonnaise dripping from her mouth when I trying to get my gun off."
"Poor boy," she laughed. "You must have had an awful time."
CHAPTER 7
Chuck was now so disgusted that he thought it was worth fifty bucks to ram his cock up her rectum without the help of any lubrication.
"All right," he agreed, "we'll have our little ass fuck. And all I want you to do, sweetheart, is to get on all fours on the floor. I'll take it from there, baby."
"I hope you came prepared with some Vaseline or KY," she said nervously.
Holding his thick cock out he shook his head.
"I like to just stab it up there," he grinned knowingly.
"No way," Jan exclaimed. "You are not slipping that huge cock up my ass without help."
"I figured you hookers will do anything if the price is right," he teased her.
"There isn't enough money in the world to make me take your cock without lubrication. It would tear me up."
"Oh, you're just making a mountain out of a molehill," he said. "On the floor, sweetheart."
She didn't like the cool way Chuck was talking now. It was obvious to her he didn't give a damn about her feelings. He was concerned with one thing and one thing only.
"All right, baby, maybe I'll apply a little spit to my prick."
She was on all fours now. And her body was trembling.
"You'll love it," he assured her as he grasped her ass cheeks and flipped his cock between her ass crack eagerly.
"I'm not so sure," she said, looking back.
Chuck lunged forward. His huge shaft savagely slid into her ass.
"You're killing me," she gasped in pain. "I'm coming apart at the seams."
"It feels good to me, fucker," Chuck said in a low, erotic voice. "Now twist your ass. Grind it, honey, that's the way to do it. Grind it around."
He was pounding his penis up her ass-hole with wild abandon. It was obvious to her he didn't care about anything except his own personal pleasure.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her excitedly. "That's the way to do it. Fuck. Come on, sweetheart, fuck off."
The big cock flipped up her ass-hole. His balls slapped against her buttocks as she twisted. He hoped that he would get his cock off quickly. It could never be soon enough for her.
"Oh, that feels fantastic," Chuck exclaimed as he stabbed it up her butt. "I've never had a better ass fuck. Oh, baby, you're really built back there. What a fuck."
The passionate pleasure that he was deriving from this sexual activity persisted.
"Keep it up," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, that's the way you do it. Fuck it off."
The hot sperm shot out of his cock head.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, milk my dick. Oh, sweetheart, suck it in there with your ass muscles. Oh, honey, I want to get it in farther. All the way."
Jan was happy to help her lover. She appreciated the fact that he was more than willing to pay the price. However, she knew she couldn't spend any more time with him. She had to hurry home and fix dinner for her husband and put on a big act.
She managed to slip a couple of TV dinners into the oven just in time. Len came in and asked her how everything went.
"Oh, kind of boring sitting around the house," she told him.
"I called up but I didn't find you here," he told her.
"Oh, that was you," she laughed. "I heard the phone ringing, darling, but I didn't care to answer. I figured it was someone else."
"Your secret lover?" he asked, coming out into the kitchen.
"No way," she told him. "I'm out in the open with you."
"I hope so," he assured her, "as I would hate to think you are two-timing me and playing around behind my back."
"You don't have to worry," she insisted.
After a quick dinner she told him, "I hope you are being a good boy at the office. I would hate to think that you are playing around with any of the nice secretaries you have there."
"I've been a good boy," he told her, "now let me watch this TV show."
Once more she was lost as far as he was concerned. He was tied up with television. She went to bed and tried to forget it.
The next morning around eleven the phone rang.
"This is Dorothy," the female voice began. "I got an excellent report on your action yesterday. He thinks your ass fuck was the greatest."
"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"
"It certainly is, coming from him," Dorothy told her. "I have a lot of men who dig bizarre sex. I didn't know you would go the whole route."
"Why not?" she asked.
"Yes, yes, why not?" Dorothy laughed. "I have an early afternoon appointment. I'm sure you will enjoy this man. He can be a little rough, but you can tame him, can't you?"
"I hope so," she told her.
"Brian," she began, "is a famous football player. He-likes to tackle his women as well as his men."
"I don't think I would come out very well in a tussle with a big football player," she laughed.
"You would be surprised the way he-likes to tussle," she laughed.
"All right, if the price is right I'll get together with him."
"The same price, and then you can always make a separate deal if you do more. That was what was so beautiful about your appointment yesterday."
"Yes, I got him going," she acknowledged.
She got the name of the hotel where she was to meet Brian. As she barrelled down the freeway to get there she wondered if it was worth it. After all, what conscience could she have? This was what was bothering her. She was insisting on Len being loyal to her and now she was playing around every opportunity she could get.
When she met Brian at the door she was a bit surprised. For he had gotten there before her and he was totally nude.
"You don't waste time," she smiled as she entered the plush motel room.
"At a hundred bucks an hour, babe," he laughed, "I can't afford to. Get your clothes off, sweetie, so we can have a nice time together."
It didn't take her long to undress: And then she realized what he expected.
"I like to rub you down with oil," he explained, "and then we roll all over the bed. It's like football."
"Just don't get as rough as you do with the men," she laughed.
"This is different," he told her. "You'll enjoy it."
He was eager to apply the oil to her body. She didn't mind. Standing before a mirror she let him massage her entire body until she was covered with oil. Next he insisted that she do the same for him.
"All right, love," she agreed.
Massaging him down with oil she enjoyed letting her hand slip arour J his broad chest, down to his trim waist and his firm round-buttocks.
"You're really built," he told her, "and we'll have a nice time. I hope you don't mind the fact that I have my own sex hang-ups."
"Don't we all, tiger?" she teased.
He put a couple of towels over the bed and then the two of them got on the bed and began rolling around. As she felt his strong muscles pressing against her soft bosoms, she did enjoy it.
"I love it when you press against me," she admitted. "Come on, Brian, excite me every way and any way you know how."
Brian's slippery body was struggling to get more excitement from playing with her.
"You're so beautiful, baby," he told her, "you really are, you know."
"Thank you, love," she said as she let her hands wander down to his buttocks.
"I would appreciate it if you would give me a nice body massage now," he suggested, "and let your slippery boobs slide against my ass. How does that sound?"
"I've never done it before," she told him, "but why not try?"
She got off the bed and he stretched out on his stomach. She let her hands massage his back down to his buttocks. Letting her hands sweep over the swell of his ass cheeks, she squeezed them.
"I like your ass," she told him.
"It is shapely, isn't it, sweetheart?" he smiled.
She let her beautiful bosoms sweep over his slippery ass cheeks.
"That's turning me on," Brian told her. "Oh, baby, press those big tits against my butt. Oh, that feels so good to me."
She went on pressing her bosoms against his ass cheeks and he was so stimulated he was pressing his hard cock against the bed.
"I want you to suck on my ass now," he told her, "before you fuck me."
Little did she realize what Brian had in mind at that point. Gently pressing his ass crack apart she let her tongue slip up his ass-hole. Brian wiggled in delight on her tongue.
"Ride it up my rectum," he begged her, "I love that. Oh, baby, you're really sucking nice now."
Her tongue continued stabbing up Brian's tight hot ass-hole as he pressed hard against the bed.
"Suck ass," he told her. "Oh, baby, keep licking and lapping at my ass-hole."
She continued this until he told her to stop.
"Now over there in the corner," he told her, "is a box. Open it up and you'll find a dildo. I want you to strap it on yourself."
Jan was puzzled as to why she should strap a plastic penis onto herself. However, she wasn't puzzled for long. Once she had the dildo on he wanted her to slide it up his ass-hole.
"I like getting ass fucked, too," he told her. "Now you straddle my butt, baby, and slide it up. Use some of that oil on the plastic cock. It will be easier to do that way."
Applying the oil to the plastic penis she suddenly stabbed forward. Brian was excited.
"Fuck," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, fuck it off."
She enjoyed it immensely. So did he.
"I really want to give you a good time," she told him. "Oh, baby, fuck it."
The plastic cock rode up his ass. He wiggled around on it.
"Fuck my ass-hole," the sturdy football player begged the hooker. "Fuck it. Oh, baby, I love getting my ass fucked."
She kept doing it until he told her he wanted to fuck her.
"I'm not gonna use any dildo either," he told her, "just my naked dick."
She took off the dildo she'd strapped on and stretched out on her stomach.
"Get your ass up so I can get in there," he insisted.
She bent over and raised up her ass cheeks for him.
"Now fuck," he commanded her, "and fuck it good, baby."
The thick penis plunged up her rectum. The impact of the initial cock stab hurt like the devil. However, once she had become acclimated to it, she enjoyed it.
"Keep that up, baby," she begged him, "I love it. Now you're screwing. Fuck me. Keep fucking, sweetheart. Oh, wow!"
He went on riding his slippery cock up her ass. She was wiggling on it now like a pro.
"I know you've been screwed up your ass before," he told her. "A chick doesn't take to a cock this quick up her ass unless she's had it. You're good at it, too."
More than ever Jan felt like an anal girl. For she could tell she was doing a good job.
"Keep your ass moving," he told her. "like that, lover. Yes. Now you're doing it. All the way, baby.
Let me slip it in there."
The thick slippery penis continued stabbing up her ass.
"Fuck it," he begged her, "come on, baby, fuck. That's how you do it. Fuck it."
The erotic thrills that shot through her body persisted. For he was giving her an ass fuck such as she'd never known.
"I want you to grab it and hold it with your ass muscles, he told her, "and I'll just plunge it in and leave it there. I'll let you do the work with your ass."
Trying different ways of anal intercourse was interesting for Jan. She could use some of these sex tricks on her husband.
When the big football player plunged his slippery cock way up her rectum and stopped, she knew it was up to her now. She gripped his cock tightly. She massaged it with her sphincter muscle.
"Fuck me," she begged him. "Oh, keep that big dick of yours sliding in me. I want to feel it shoving. That's it, sweetheart. Fuck. Fuck me hard. Oh, baby, fuck it off."
He was driving into her with hard stabs. She was enjoying it immensely.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Oh, baby, now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it."
He went on pounding his cock up her ass. Soon she felt him juicing. As the hot sperm flashed from his cock, she squeezed, milking him.
"You know how to do," he told her, "milk my prick. That's it. Oh, do I like to see your ass in this milking motion. You're in high gear, honey. Keep twisting. Grab it. Now. Just like that. Keep it up."
Apparently she was pleasing him. She could tell by the way his hands clasped her ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"Fuck it some more, baby," he told her. "Keep your ass moving. More juice will shoot up your hot, tight butt. Keep it up, baby."
She was entertaining him with everything she knew. With full impact she kept him going. More sperm spurted out of his cock head.
"Oh, best ass grind I ever had," he flattered her when he pulled his penis out of her finally.
Some of his cum dripped on her behind. He wiped it off with his hand.
"You've sure got a juicy dick, honey," she told him. 'That's what I call a repeater peter."
"I get all revved up when I have a good tight ass to fuck," he told her. "I'm tired of loose-goose pussy."
"All pussy is not loose goose," she said, becoming uptight.
"Do you have a tight twat?" he smiled.
"You know it," she assured him.
A little while later she had an opportunity to prove to the football player just how great her vagina muscles were.
When he slipped his penis into her pussy and pumped vigorously she gripped him tightly. Having used a pussy muscle exerciser she had developed superb muscle tone in her pussy.
"Oh, honey," he panted, "now you're fucking. Keep clasping it. Oh, sweetheart, massage my dick."
She knew how to entertain him. She kept pulling on his cock in a snapping motion.
"You're like a hooker I used to know when I was in the Navy," he laughed. "She could snap her pussy and work wonders."
"A girl has to know how to use her body," she told him, "if she is going to clean up. And I plan to make a mint with my box."
"You will," he assured her as he went on pounding his cock into her vagina. A few more wiggles and he was off.
"I couldn't control it," he complained. "Oh, baby, you're too good."
Jan smiled. She had won the battle of orgasm. For she didn't want him to take forever.
He pulled out and she looked at the clock.
"Time," she laughed.
"A hooker should never call time," he complained. "Maybe she would worm more money out of the man if she would suggest another act."
"What do you do after the third act?" she laughed.
He was looking at her now with adoration. His tongue lapped at her nipples.
"You don't mind if I suck your titties, do you?" he smiled.
"I would love it," she assured him. "Lick away, baby."
His tongue lapped at first one bosom and then the other. He would play with one breast while he would suck on the other.
"You don't know how good that feels to me," she told him, "you really don't."
He licked a tongue trail down to her vagina.
"If you eat my box, baby," she smiled, "you're gonna lick your own cum."
"I could .do worse," he smiled at her.
His tongue flipped along her slit. Soon he was plunging inside. Reaching down she held him.
"Suck my pussy," she begged himn "suck me, baby. Lick your cum out of my twat. Oh, sweetheart, love me. Lick me. Eat me."
Passionately his tongue laved her. He could tell she was cuming again. His cum mixed with hers.
"Suck me," she begged when she climaxed. "Eat me. Oh, tiger, suck out my box."
There was something downright delicious about her vagina. He was an expert at pussy eating and wanted to display his skill. Proudly his tongue pumped into her and his teeth worked at her love button. She gushed some more juice. Pressing his lips down in suction-cup style he swallowed her completely. He licked his lips in delight.
"You've got a nice-tasting pussy," he told her honestly.
"Have you tried all the flavors?" she smiled at him.
"I've tried enough to know where it's at," he winked.
CHAPTER 8
When she got home she had to put on a good act. She carried it off well.
"My tennis lessons went well today," she told her husband.
"That's nice," he assured her. "I only hope that you can always save time to come home and fix dinner for me."
"You don't have to worry about that any," she assured him.
At this point Jan was certain her husband was not at all suspicious of what she was doing. She once more used the TV dinners and he noticed this.
"You don't cook any more like you used to do," he shook his head. "I'm tired of those frozen dinners."
"I suppose you expect me to slave over a hot stove all day," she quipped.
He turned around and went into the living room and turned on the television.
After dinner he got to talking to her.
"I was thinking, honey," he told her, "that maybe you would like to join a suburban swap club I heard about at the office today."
"I'm not interested," she told him.
"Oh, baby doll," he complained, "you might find some man who would really turn you on. I wouldn't care if you found a stud who'd really satisfy you. And I'm sure you wouldn't care if I found a chick who gave me a good time."
"Maybe I'm just happy with you, Len dear," she smiled up at him.
He shook his head.
"Are you really?"
"Certainly, love," she smiled. "You know how much I adore you."
"Why don't we go to bed early tonight?" he suggested. "Then maybe we could have a little sex."
She went to the bathroom and decided to draw some water in the tub. She slid out of her clothes and as she bent over to check the tub water Len looked at her ass.
"Stay right there," he said as he gripped her bare bottom, "and let me lick you."
Dropping to his knees he licked her bare behind.
He gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"Oh, baby doll," he told her, "I can't wait to stick my dick up your ass."
She turned around and smiled at him.
"Right now I'm going to take a bath, if you don't mind. I want to relax before sex."
She sat in the tub and a moment later her husband removed his shorts and joined her. He was hard all right and she knew he was aching to stick his penis into her. However, she thought she ought to postpone it as long as possible to keep him on the cliff on climax. In the meantime she figured she would wangle a few things out of him that she wanted.
"I was thinking about that tired sofa in our living room," she smiled seductively, "couldn't we replace it?"
Len reached over to play with her hot bosoms. Then his hands slid down to play with her vagina.
"Of course you could," he told her, "why not?"
As long as she allowed him to do anything he wanted to it was obvious she could get a few things now and then. However, she had to be cagey about it. Reaching for his cock, she pulled on it.
"You'll never know how happy I am."
"Over my prick?" Len asked, his eyes lighting up.
"No," she shook her head, "over my sofa."
Len didn't appreciate her humor.
"When I'm trying to enjoy your hand on my cock," he complained, "I don't want you trying to badger me for new furniture."
"Did I do that?" Jan asked innocently.
"You would do anything you could to get what you want out of me," he nodded. "I know you too well."
Jan didn't care for Len to elaborate. She knew he was telling the truth. She stepped out of the tub and he dried her off. She dried him off and then they walked together to the bedroom.
"I've got a great way to fuck your ass tonight," he smiled, "and you're gonna love it. I'm going to play with your pussy with my fingers while I'm stabbing it up your ass. You'll have to lie on your back."
"Honey," she smiled, "let me coat your cock with KY. That's the best way to begin."
She took Len's penis in her hand and uncapping the KY, applied some.
"Now it's nice and slick," she smiled, "and it'll slide up there real easy."
She wasn't going to waste any time. She raised her legs so her husband could slip his thighs underneath her ass cheeks. Then he parted her ass crack and slowly slipped his slick cock inside.
"Stab it in there and get it over with," she begged him.
Len jabbed forward. The big slippery cock plunged up her ass-hole. "You're hurting me," she complained. No sooner had she said that, however, than the pleasure began. She enjoyed him sliding rhythmically up her as his hands reached for her pussy. Slipping two fingers into her vagina he began playing with her.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you're beautiful. Grind your hips. That's the way I want you to do it. Fuck."
She was getting it two ways and loving it.
"This is wonderful," Jan panted. "I like getting my ass fucked and your hands on my pussy at the same time. Oh, give it to me."
Her hips were writhing as his cock stabbed her behind and his fingers continued manipulating her pussy.
"Love me," she begged eagerly, "oh, baby, love me."
Len loved her all right. In his own fashion. His cock rammed up her rectum as far as it could go. She wiggled on his pole and he went on pushing.
"Your ass muscles are really working," he told her. "You're getting better at this all the time. The more I fuck your ass the better you are."
"Perhaps should fuck me more often," she said sarcastically.
Len laughed. He knew that the only reason he didn't was because he couldn't get it up more often.
His fingers went on working expertly in her pussy. He was timing his finger movements to his cock stabs.
"I'm cuming," he cried ecstatically. "Oh, baby, I made it. I'm shooting."
The hot cream shot out of his penis.
"Oh, fuck it off," he panted. "Grab it with your ass. Twist it. Grind your hips. That's it, baby. Fuck me."
Jan kept rotating her hips. Len loved the sensation.
"Oh, sweetheart, I'm getting you there, too," he winked.
His fingers pinched her love button and she gushed.
"Fuck it," she begged, "fuck it some more." Len went on jabbing his cock up her ass. She continued twisting.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "that's beautiful. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. That's just the way I like it, fuck it."
She was providing him with all the pleasure that he could ever want.
"You know how much I love you, tiger," she told him nervously. "I really do adore you."
He pulled his fingers out of her snatch and then she eased off his cock.
"Why do you look at me like that?" she asked him as she walked away.
"You're so beautiful," he replied, "it worries me. I think that any man would go ape if he saw you undressed. I hope you never betray me."
"Would I do a thing like that?" Jan smiled as she turned around, happily displaying her nude body to see if she could excite her husband some more.
"You might," he told her. "It's happened."
Jan thought of that the following day when she was at the car wash. There was a handsome dark-skinned Mexican boy who turned her on. She figured if she could get him alone for a few moments she could enjoy sucking on his penis.
"What is your name?" she asked him.
"Manuel," he replied.
"Manuel," she told him, "you probably work very hard here."
"It's not too difficult," he insisted.
"I've got an idea," she smiled. "How would you like to wash some walls at my place and make a little extra money?"
"I'm so fed up with this place," the Mexican boy told her frankly, "I could walk off this job."
"It's worth forty dollars to me to get a little help," she told him.
"I'm with you," he assured her.
Manuel came with her to her home. When he got there he recalled that he didn't have any work clothes.
"Just wear your shorts," she suggested.
Manuel peeled off his clothes down to his shorts. She got a pail of water and handed it to him. As he flexed his muscles while he washed the walls, she got hotter and hotter.
"You have a great build," she told him. "I guess you work out."
"Every chance I get," he smiled as he went on washing the walls.
"I'll bet the chicks are crazy about you," she smiled at him.
"I get my share of pussy," he told her bluntly.
"Are you a good pussy eater?"
Manuel broke out laughing.
"Sure, I like to stick my tongue in a gorgeous girl's twat. Who doesn't?"
"I'm a gorgeous girl," she volunteered. "How about sticking your tongue in my pussy?"
By this time Jan was undressing. When Manuel saw what she really wanted he was more than willing to service her. He pulled off his shorts hastily. A couple of strokes on his cock and it was rigid.
"I don't want you to stick your prick in first," she insisted. "I want you to lick it."
"All right," he agreed, "I'll lick it and get it nice and juicy. You'll really like it."
Manuel's hot tongue slid along her slit. Plunging his tongue into her vagina he whipped it vigorously this way and that.
"Eat my box," she begged. "Oh, honey, stick your tongue in there. Now you're doing it. Love me."
Manuel was kneeling. He didn't mind. He wanted to clasp her ass cheeks and let his tongue slip inside her. But now he had to have her.
Pulling his tongue out of her, he told her, "I want to fuck you standing up. Throw your legs around me, baby, and I'll slip it to you."
Having never been fucked in this position before, Jan was eager to learn what it would be like. She threw one leg around his waist and wrapped the other leg around him too. His cock plunged into her vagina smoothly. She loved being ridden in this position. Her thighs pressed against his waist.
"Fuck me, baby," she begged, "oh, fuck me."
His hands were under her buttocks supporting her as his cock stabbed forward.
"I like it," she exclaimed excitedly, "oh, yes, baby. Now you're giving it to me. Keep fucking. Oh, screw me. That's beautiful. Fuck it, baby. Oh, ahhh, yes, yes. Fuck it."
He was really enjoying himself.
"That's the way I like it," he panted. "Oh, baby, fuck. Come on, sweetheart, grab it with your pussy muscles."
Exercising her pussy muscles to good advantage, she gave him the kind of action he required.
"Fuck," he commanded, "that's beautiful, baby. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes. Fuck it off."
He was going to town with hard, driving cock stabs.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "Now you're doing it. That's the way. Oh, baby, drill it in there."
His cock continued stabbing into her. Her pussy muscles clamped on his penis.
"Give me a good fucking, tiger," she told him. "That's the way. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, I can feel it."
All of the sudden she felt him juicing.
"Milk it," he begged her, "that's it. Get all the cream out of my dick."
Manuel's hot hands were grasping her ass cheeks and squeezing them as he got his gun all the way off.
It was a wild sexual encounter for them. One that he had really enjoyed.
She brushed her bosoms across his chest as she pulled off him.
She noticed his cock was still rigid.
"Why don't you take a shower, tiger?" she asked him. "Then I can give you some tongue action around your crotch. You'd like getting your balls sucked, wouldn't you?"
"Sure, would you do it?" the young boy smiled eagerly.
"Not only that," she promised, "but I'll suck on your ass. How many times have you had your ass sucked, Manuel?"
"Nobody has ever sucked me there," he admitted. "Would you like to do it?"
"I'd be delighted to do it," she assured him. "Let's just take a shower first."
Going into the shower with him she washed him off. She stroked his cock with the soap and enjoyed seeing the soap suds form.
"I'll bet you're proud of that penis," she smiled knowingly.
"I sure am," he nodded.
Now she was eager to display her skill at sex. For she wanted him to really enjoy her tongue treatment.
When they were both dried off and back in the bedroom she pulled him by his penis over to the bed.
"Why don't you get on all fours," she suggested, "and I'll stick my tongue up your ass that way."
The young Mexican boy was pliable. He was eager to do anything she suggested. Manuel got in the middle of the bed and bowed over. Getting behind him she gripped his ass cheeks. She let her tongue slide along his ass crack.
"That's really the way to do it," she told him. "Now, baby, I'm really gonna give you a good time."
Her tongue plunged into his ass-hole. He loved the feeling of it sliding up him.
"Suck my ass," he begged her, "suck ass. That's how you do it. All the way up there."
She reached around to pull on his penis. He enjoyed the double action of having his ass rimmed while his cock was being jacked-off.
"You're doing it just like a French whore," he laughed. "Oh, baby, suck ass."
Just then the telephone rang. At first Jan decided she wouldn't answer. She went on stabbing it up the young boy's behind. However, she finally recognized the phone would not stop unless she did answer it. Pulling her tongue out of Manuel's ass-hole, she reached for the telephone. "Hello," she began.
"Jan," Len began, "I was worried about you. Is something wrong?"
She shuddered. Was it E.S.P. or what that was prompting his call?
"Everything's all right," she insisted.
There was a moment of silence. The young Mexican boy quivered. His penis wilted. He got off the bed and started to dress fearfully.
"I'm all alone, darling," she assured him. "Don't you worry about a thing."
Even though Jan was giving him every kind of assurance that all was well, Len was suspicious. He had the distinct impression she was having sex with somebody else.
"I'll talk to you about it later when I get home tonight," he told his wife.
"All right, baby," she replied, "take care."
She hung up the phone. She looked at Manuel who was dressing and was uptight.
"Get off your clothes quickly and get back in the bed," she told him. "I still want to suck you off."
Nervously the boy nodded. Slowly, suspiciously, he began taking off his clothes.
"Now that's better," she said with a smile. "Now we can get back to our fucking, right where we were before Len bothered me."
Manuel was still apprehensive about what they were doing, but then he thought if she was going to give him so much sexual pleasure, he should be able to accept some danger in the situation.
CHAPTER 9
Young Manuel was delighted when she agreed to suck on his balls.
"No chick ever ate my nuts," he smiled shyly as he watched her open her mouth and slip his balls inside.
At the same time she stroked on his penis.
"Just keep that up," he urged, "just like you're doing it. Oh, yes. I love that, baby, that's the kind of action I really love."
Her hand stroked slowly while her tongue lightly licked along his bulging testicles.
"How about my ass?" he finally demanded. "You said you'd suck me there."
Slipping her mouth off his balls she went down with her tongue around his anal channel.
"Suck my ass out," he begged.
Her tongue flipped this way and that around his ass cheeks. Suddenly she stiffened her tongue and stabbed it right up his rectum.
"Oh, beautiful," he panted, "slide it all the way up my ass. Now you're loving me. Keep it up."
The vigorous tongue plunged up his ass had him shaking with delight.
"Suck on it," he begged, "suck my ass-hole. Now you're doing it. Just like that, baby. Ohhh, what a feeling."
He really enjoyed doing this. For he had always wondered what it would be like to have somebody sucking on his ass. He had heard people talking about it and he wondered if anyone ever did it. Now he was discovering it was not only done but it was a delightful sensation as well.
"Slide your tongue farther up my ass-hole," he begged her. "Way up there. That's it. like that. Oh, sweetheart, suck my ass. Suck it good."
Hungrily she ate out his ass. At the same time she pulled on his penis.
"Lick my dick," he told her. "Come on, ass sucker, lick my cock."
Swiftly slipping from his ass she went up to his cock head. She sucked on his huge shaft hungrily, devouring his penis.
"Eat it," he begged her, "oh, sweetheart, suck the juice out. Suck that big sticky dick. That's what I want now, suck my cock."
Her head bobbed up and down on Manuel's penis as he pumped it to her. He loved letting the head of his shaft caress the back of her throat.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he held her pinned over his cock, "that feels fantastic. Keep it up, lover. Now you're doing it. Just the way I like it."
The passionate pleasure that he was deriving from having sex with her persisted.
"Oh, sweetheart," he panted, "suck that big cock. Suck it off."
He couldn't hold back. With a hard jab he rammed it down her throat. The hot cream erupted.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed ecstatically, "oh, baby, I'm there."
The steaming cream flooded her throat. She gulped hungrily.
"Swallow my seed," Manuel begged. "Oh, I need you to love me like that. Now you're doing it, lover. Oh, sweetheart, suck the cream out of my dick."
When she had finished swallowing the young boy's thick, juicy cum, she realized how superb young seed was. Her husband's juice never was this thick.
"Oh, baby, he panted, "I've got to come back for seconds. You sure know how to excite a guy."
"I can do all kinds of things, tiger," she told him. 'That is, if you'll give me the chance."
"Sure, and I'll bring some friends over," he told her. "I know one guy at the car wash who would go ape if he could have his ass sucked. He's always talking about finding some chick who will do him that way."
She laughed as she looked at him.
"Sweetheart," she told him, "any time. You just bring him around and I'll take care of him.
He was looking at her lovingly. He patted her head.
She realized the time was getting late and before her husband came home she'd better get rid of Manuel. She didn't like that phone call. It was making her very nervous.
Manuel picked up on her nervousness.
"Are you afraid your old man's gonna catch us?"
"How did you figure that out?" she asked, thinking it was mysterious that he should question her this way.
"It wasn't difficult," he laughed. "You've been acting as though something was bothering you."
"Nothing is bothering me," she pretended.
He didn't say anything more, but he knew something was disturbing her.
"Maybe I'd better phone you in the future before I come over," he suggested.
"What if my husband answers the phone?" she asked.
"That would be difficult," he admitted. "I will just say I got the wrong number."
"You would have the wrong number if you ever tangled with Len," she laughed. "He is a son-of-a-gun."
"Better run now," Manuel told her as he slid into his clothes and quickly got dressed.
When he was gone Jan hustled to get dressed and fix the food. She didn't want Len to become more suspicious than he obviously was.
As she served dinner that evening, Len looked at her questioningly.
"I don't know what it is," he confessed, "but something has got me uptight about you. I just have the feeling you're not telling me everything."
"Darling, I couldn't be more faithful," she lied quickly. "I adore you. I was thinking what fun we could have if we tried a little sex game tonight."
Len's face brightened.
"Maybe I'm all wet," he told her. "Maybe you have been the loyal wife. Forgive me if I've been a jealous mean old husband."
"I forgive you, darling," she assured him quickly.
By the time they went to bed that evening they were both eager to have another sexual adventure.
"Baby doll," she smiled as he undressed, "you enjoyed fucking my ass so much I figured I would give you an ass fuck with my dildo while I gave you a cock suck at the same time."
"You couldn't do that," Len shook his head. "You just couldn't make it."
"You'd be surprised what I can do," she told him emphatically. "If I slip it up at just the right angle I can give you an ass fuck you will never forget."
She convinced him. They both undressed and she strapped on her dildo. Len was eager to discover exactly how she planned to do it.
"Now, baby doll," she outlined, "you lie on your back. I'll apply plenty of KY so I can slip this dildo up your ass easy."
"You never could get that big plastic cock up my ass easy," he reminded her, "but nevertheless, try it. Maybe I can get my cock long enough so I can stick it in your mouth while you are fucking my ass."
Len realized it was going to require some sexual acrobatics to get into the position his wife had suggested. Nevertheless, he had some of his own ideas about how he could involve her sexually if they were successful in this first act.
He loved seeing her kneeling before him as she slowly started inserting the slippery plastic cock up his rectum.
"Shove it up my ass-hole," he commanded, "and do it good, baby. That's it. Slow and easy."
Carefully Jan pushed forward on the dildo. She could see it had trouble slipping up his tight anal channel. Nevertheless, when she shoved it forward it rode up his ass-hole smoothly.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged her passionately, "that's how you do it. Fuck it. Faster. Fuck, baby, fuck."
To his surprise he was enjoying it. He was discovering what it was like when his wife got her ass fucked.
"There is a measure of pleasure in getting your ass fucked, isn't there?" he asked in alarm.
"Of course there is, darling," she told him. "now let's get that cock of yours in line with my mouth, baby."
Bending over, Len began pumping on his own penis. He wanted to get it long enough so he could stick it into her mouth so she could suck it.
"Farther, baby," she told him as he bent over, "just a little farther."
Now she was within a tongue lash of his cock head. Her tongue struck out. His cock quivered.
"Wild," he smiled as he watched his wife slipping her mouth over the top of his shaft. That was all he could get in. Just the head of it. That was enough.
"Suck away," he panted, "Oh, sweetheart, suck my big juicy dick. That's beautiful. Now you're doing it. Suck it, sweetheart."
He thrilled to her passionate response.
"Lick it, baby," he begged anxiously. "Lick that sticky dick. Oh, sweetheart, suck on the head."
Focusing her action on the head of his shaft and still maintaining a good rhythm with the dildo riding up his ass-hole, she brought him around.
"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled, "suck my dick. That's it. Suck it off."
The hot cream flashed into her mouth as he got his rocks off.
"Eat every drop of it," he commanded. "Lick it. Oh, lick my sticky sweet juicy cock."
When she had finished swallowing her husband's seed she slowly eased the dildo out of his behind. Now she had her own idea about getting stimulated sexually.
When she pulled the dildo from his ass-hole she went to the bathroom and started washing it off.
"This is a very practical purchase," she called back to Len, "now you can use it. You can stick your prick in my pussy and the dildo up my ass."
Len laughed.
"You're too much," he laughed. "Talk about a bargain. You buy a dildo so you can jab it up my ass-hole and yours as well."
"Why not?" she smiled as she came back, wiping off the dildo with a thick Turkish towel.
Len was delighted that his wife was so completely uninhibited.
It did seem a bit strange for him to be strapping on a dildo.
"I don't know whether I should do this or not," he confessed as he finished strapping it.
"You look nice with two cocks instead of one," she smiled.
"I'm proud of my penis," he admitted, "but I don't know whether I should be proud of having this plastic cock or not."
"Certainly you should," she explained, "because I can get double the pleasure now."
He straddled her and she applied the KY to the penis.
"Now slide it up my ass easy," she begged. "Just like I did with you. I don't want you to hurt me."
Len guided his pulsating rigid cock up her pussy. At the same time he eased the plastic dildo up her behind. The KY jelly let it slide in smoothly. It was exciting to see her react to two cocks.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged eagerly, "fuck. That's the way you do it. Fuck it."
He was ramming it in her with hard driving cock stabs.
"Come on, baby," he panted, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it, darling. Fuck it."
Riding into her with hard driving cock stabs she let her hands grasp his shoulders.
"How could I ever be disloyal to you?" she asked with a sly smile.
"A woman who's as crazy about fucking as you are wouldn't find it difficult," he observed.
She had picked a passionate moment of pleasure to ask him this question. It hadn't worked. Even though Len was emotionally involved with his penis slipping into her hot pussy which was clasping at her cock, he was not about to be fooled by his wife's words.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her, "less talk and more action. Wiggle your ass. That's it. Oh, baby, I like to watch your ass when I'm screwing it."
Glancing in the mirror he enjoyed the sight of the two penises plunging into her". .
"Ohhh, wow!" he exclaimed. "Does that ever feel fantastic. Come on, baby. Give me that fuck. You don't know how bad I need it."
"Oh, I like it," he panted as he pushed it in as far as it would go. Now he was getting lost. Their body rhythms were building together. Len knew it wouldn't be much longer until they came together. He loved the way her pussy muscles were clutching now. At the same time he could tell she was wiggling her ass to his cock stabs.
All at once she felt herself cuming. His hot cock slipped in her love juices.
"Keep grabbing it," he begged, "that's the way, love. You know how."
Indeed she did know how. She kept twisting for him and he enjoyed every second of it. Finally he pulled his cock out of her pussy and the dildo out of her ass-hole.
After he was in bed and fast asleep, she rolled over. She looked at him, realizing she could still stand some more sex. This troubled her. She knew it was not normal. Yet, what could she do about it?
Thoughts like these whirled through her mind until dawn. When she got up she was exhausted.
After fixing breakfast for her husband and seeing him off, she went back to bed.
That afternoon she decided she was going to go to a bar and get smashed. She knew that she couldn't go on like this emotionally.
Fortunately she found a young man who was lonely, sitting at a neighborhood bar.
"Afternoon drinkers are the worst kind," he smiled at her. "What'll you have, sweetheart?"
"I would like a Pink Lady," she smiled.
"Are you a pink lady?" he grinned, glancing down at her crotch.
"If you're referring to my pussy, yes, it's pink," she whispered.
He reached over and touched it.
"You can't tell what color it is with your fingers," she smiled.
"I can imagine what it's like," he said as he finally slid his hand under her skirt.
The bartender leaned over.
"I don't run that kind of place," he objected angrily. "If you two want to make out, go somewhere else and score."
"You've got a lot of nerve," the young man said, getting to his feet.
"You're stoned out of your mind," the bartender complained. "Pay me what you owe me and split. .
"The hell I will," the young man said flatly. "You want to get out of here?"
He was looking at Jan.
"I don't want to stay around here with Mr. Grumpy," she informed him.
They left together. And then he suggested something to her. "Wouldn't it be a lot more fun to go to a motel."
"What for?"
"I've always wanted to go to one of those motels where they show adult movies," he smiled.
"Adult movies?" she asked innocently.
"Fuck films," he grinned. "You know the kind."
"I've never been to a place like that," she put him off.
"How much do you want?" he asked, getting disgusted that he couldn't get a free screw.
"I think it ought to be worth fifty dollars," she told him.
"Twenty-five is my top price I ever pay," he said. "Take it or leave it."
"I'll take it," she said evenly.
"I figured you would," he said complainingly.
She got into his car and the two of them got on the freeway.
"I'm taking a big chance going out with you," she told him finally.
"I'm taking a big chance going out with you," he shot back. "How do I know what you've got in your pussy?"
"I'm clean, you swinger," she snapped. "Are you?"
"I'll let you examine my dick under a microscope if you want to," he chuckled. "That won't be necessary," she assured him.
"But I do plan to wash it off."
"I might enjoy that," he smiled. "My name is Neal. What's yours, honey?"
"Jan," she smiled. "Pleased to meet you, Neal."
As Neal pulled off the freeway at a nearby motel with a glaring sign announcing adult movies, she questioned him further.
"What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a salesman," he told her. "I'm on the road a lot."
"That's nice," she told him. "It gets so boresome being in the same place all the time. You don't know what it's like being married to a dude who doesn't like to travel."
"You ought to get rid of your old man and swing along with me," he laughed. "It wouldn't cost me twenty-five bucks every time I wanted into your panties."
"It might cost you a lot more in the long run," she cut in quickly, "I have expensive tastes."
"You're gonna enjoy tasting me," he nodded, " 'cause you're sure gonna have to give me the works for twenty-five bucks."
"You expect an awful lot for that money," she told him. "I think you are a bit tight."
"I'm loaded," he agreed, "but so what?"
Together they went into the motel room after he had signed a phony name and paid.
CHAPTER 10
The first thing Neal did was turn on the color television set.
"These dirty movies ought to get us in the mood," he smiled. "Now I want you to take off every stitch of clothes, I enjoy seeing a naked girl parade around in front of me. I'll strip and lie in the middle of the bed and just watch you walk."
Jan looked at him nervously. What kind of a kook was he?
With a bit of hesitation, Jan began undressing. Now and then she would glance at the television screen. As the color pictures began flashing across the screen, she got more nervous. For there was a black man with two women entertaining him. One woman had her pussy over his face and he was clutching her bare white buttocks. The other woman was going up and down on his cock. She was finger fucking his ass-hole and playing with his scrotum at the same time.
"That stud sure has a good thing going," Neal observed. "I wish I had two women."
"That might cost you fifty dollars," she laughed, "and I'm sure that would be out of your price range."
When it came time to pull off her panties and her bra, she was a bit reluctant to do so. For she didn't like the strange look surfacing in Neal's eyes. He could be a Jack-the-Ripper or another Slasher. She hoped that he wasn't off on drugs and another Charlie Manson.
"You look afraid," Neal observed.
"They never did catch the Zodiac Killer," she commented.
"Look, baby," he told her, "what kind of a nut do you think I am?"
"I was just wondering," she said, biting her lower lip nervously.
"Wonder no more," he exclaimed, "I want to assure you that there's nothing wrong with me that a good fuck wouldn't cure. I'm just like any other healthy normal American male. I like to stick my dick in a woman's pussy on the side every Saturday night. I enjoy eating pussy on the side when my wife isn't wiser. And I insist on any chick I pay to go down on me."
"You expect me to put my nice clean mouth on your dirty old dick," Jan put on a big act.
"Haven't you ever gone down on a man before?" he asked in disbelief and dismay.
"I'm afraid I haven't, honey," she told him. "My husband is not very virile."
"Apparently not," he shook his head, "well, sweetie, you've got to learn. And I guess you'll have to get your education by sucking my cock."
"All right, if you'll teach me," she agreed. "But don't expect me to be a professional."
"I don't," he chuckled. "If you were, you'd get a hundred an hour."
At that point she almost wished she'd said she was a professional when they began their bargaining.
"Now I am sitting here naked wondering why you still have your panties and bra on," Neal complained.
"All right," she said angrily, "I'll undress."
Bounding out of the bed he came over to her. He tugged at the elastic waistband of her panties and slid his hand down to feel of her moistening crotch.
"You'll take it off," he told her," 'cause I'll pull it off. Do you understand?"
He yanked off her bra and put both hands out to play with her bosoms.
"Nice set of knockers," he told her, "the good sucking variety."
Bending over he began sucking on one breast while he manipulated the other with his finger tips.
"Oh, Neal," she sighed in her most erotic voice. "It feels good when your tongue licks at my breast. Keep it up, darling."
He continued exciting her. She was really turned on now.
"Oh, darling," she panted, "are you gonna eat my box?"
"Sure I am," he told her. "Just give me a moment. My tongue can only be in one place at one time. When I see a gorgeous hunk of woman like you I wish I had a thousand tongues so I could lick every crack and crevice and corner of your body."
"What a touching thing for you to say, Neal," she sighed dreamily. "I wish you could put it into a song."
"What would we call it?"
"The Pussy Sucking Symphony," she smiled. "In the first movement your tongue would stroke my clit. In the second movement I would grind my hips. And in the third movement I would gush. Start sucking. I want our Sucking Symphony to be beautiful."
Neal was so impressed with the put-on performance that he took her for real. He carried her over to the bed. He quit looking at the black dude who was getting two women to take care of him.
Instead he focused his attention on the one beautiful naked woman whose body was spread out before him.
"Honey," he smiled, "just part your pussy lips for me. That's it, sweetheart. Now I'll stick my tongue in there and lash that pink flesh. Oh, baby, you're gonna get your Sucking Symphony."
His tongue flicked inside of her. He loved the beauty of her vagina. Every curly pubic hair excited him. His hands clasped her ass cheeks as his tongue stabbed away.
"Eat my box, Neal," she sighed. "Ohhh, ohhh, yes, yes, baby, suck my snatch. That's what I want. Oh, play with my titties while you eat my box."
Obediently Neal reached up to grip her bosoms and stimulate them while he let his nose dive into her vagina along with his tongue.
"You're getting rough," she told him, "ease off, baby."
Neal realized he was getting carried away with her juicing cunt. He recognized that he had to be careful.
"Eat me," she begged. "Eat my snatch. Oh, you dirty pussy eater, stick your tongue up there. That's it, baby, suck it. Suck that sweet snatch. Now you're doing it. Just like I love it. Oh, honey, suck snatch. Suck me."
His slippery tongue flipped all around her. He was bringing her closer to a juicy climax.
"Oh, baby," she begged him, "now you're doing it. Just like I love it. Oh, sweetheart, suck me. Love me."
There wasn't the least doubt in his mind that she was a delicious dish to eat. Her pussy had become a passion for him. His slippery, flipping tongue licked vigorously as he finished her off.
When he had completed the act of devouring her, he slid his tongue out. He patted her ass cheeks and thanked her.
"You were a beautiful chick," he told her, "and it was my pleasure to suck you all the way."
"Now you must teach me how to suck you off," she told Neal. "I want to return the favor."
"I'm almost afraid to ask you to go down on my dirty thing," he told her. "You're such a lady."
"Forget it," she told him, "I've got to learn to be a passion flower in the bedroom. Maybe my husband would turn on more if I knew the technical points of cock sucking."
"If you really want to be uninhibited," Neal smiled, "you've got to lick the scrotum, too."
"Naturally," she smiled, "that includes that same sensation for the balls?"
"Yes," he said, "it's very important that you suck on the balls. Every man loves to have his balls sucked. Especially they like to get their ass sucked. That's usually reserved for the more talented tongue girls in the whorehouses."
"What do you mean?" she asked innocently. "You mean there are actually women who will lick ass?"
"Yes, my dear," he nodded, "I'm afraid some women have stooped to that. However, I must admit that it is a total delight to have one's ass sucked."
"Have you had your ass sucked lately, Neal?"
"No, as a matter-of-fact I haven't," he told her, "but, baby, I could teach you a lot about that, too. That is, if you're interested in learning. It's really an art to ass suck, you know."
"I'm sure it is," she told him. "I know a lot of politicians are ass suckers. I guess they're speaking as a figure of speech."
"I certainly hope so," Neal shuddered at the thought.
"Now how should I get started?" she asked in her Marilyn Monroe kittenish voice.
"The first thing you've got to do," Neal told her, "is to get down there around my crotch. I'll just lie on my back and you'll slip down there around my dick and grab it. You can jack it off while you're licking the nuts. If you would like to, of course, I wouldn't care if you'd slide your tongue around my ass crack."
"I'll do what I can," she said quietly.
She got down there around his penis and pulled on it.
"You've got a good hand, honey," he told her. "Keep pumping my penis." Not only did she pump on Neal's cock, but she let her tongue slide around his big hairy balls. As she observed them swelling she commented, "They're getting bigger."
"I certainly hope so," Neal said, "as any man's testicles swell when the man gets excited. It's a natural phenomenon."
"What's a phenomenon?" she asked him.
"Forget it," he told her, "just suck my nuts. Come on, sweetheart, suck them."
Opening her mouth she let him push his balls inside. She licked them lightly and nibbled.
"Don't nibble too hard," he objected, "I need them for a lifetime."
She let his balls slip out of her mouth and profusely apologized.
"I didn't mean to nibble on the family jewels," she told him. "I got carried away down there around your crotch."
"I know how exciting it can get," he said. "Now, honey, you just get back there and do a little ass licking, too. You said you wanted to know how."
"All right," she agreed in her kittenish voice.
She went on pulling on his throbbing pulsating penis as her tongue slid down to his ass crack.
"Slide your tongue all the way in there," Neal told her.
Her tongue plunged up his rectum. He twisted his ass on her tongue.
"Get the rhythm, baby," he told her. "That's it, There's an art to ass eating."
She was learning the art swiftly. Her tongue pumped vigorously up his ass-hole and he was flipping out.
"Keep that going, baby," he told her. "Oh, wow!"
Reaching up she massaged his scrotum. He loved having her fingers toying with his balls.
"Suck my prick," he told her. "Oh, baby, slip your sweet mouth over my dick."
Pulling her tongue out of his ass she licked to his penis head. She let her mouth slip over just the head of it. Tickling the top of his cock she got him more stimulated. His penis quivered. Some of his juice started dripping from his cock head.
"Suck me," he begged her frantically. "Come on, baby, suck my big juicy dong. That's it. Suck it off, sweetheart."
He was pleased with her performance.
"Now you're sucking," he told her enthusiastically, "come on, cock sucker, suck my prick."
Her head bobbed up and down on his thick, pulsating cock. She was really stimulated. She decided to slip a finger up Neal's ass-hole. She calculated that if he got a charge out of her tongue slamming up his rectum, he also would enjoy her finger.
"You're doing it just right," he told her. "Yes, baby, I'm really enjoying it. Keep sticking your finger up my ass and sucking my cock. That's the way I like it. Oh, baby, the double action. Suck. Suck that big juicy dick. Suck it, sweetheart. How you're doing it. Just like I like it. Suck my cock."
All at once he exploded. Reaching down with both hands he pinned her over his penis.
"Eat my meat," he panted, "get the juice, baby. Suck it. Suck the cream. The cream comes out of the top."
In waves of erotic delight she sucked at the hot white cream shot into her mouth.
"Gobble my dick," he begged her, "oh, sweetheart, suck every drop out of me. Drain me."
She drained him until it tickled. Then he had enough.
"Pull off," he told her, "you've had your load, baby."
She was pleased that she could give him such a good sexual performance.
When she eased off him he looked at her.
"You've really got a body," he told her, "you've got so much talent."
She reached over and began massaging his balls.
"What are you trying to do?" he asked her.
"I want to see how many times I can make it shoot," she explained.
"All right, you've got your way," he said, "you've got it up again."
"I thought I would go down on it," she smiled at Neal.
Applying some KY to his cock mystified him.
"Why are you doing that?"
"Because I'm gonna slide my ass down over your dick," she explained.
Straddling him she gripped his cock and eased her ass-hole over the head of his shaft. It slipped in smoothly. When it came to the tight anal ring, she shoved.
"Fuck me," she panted as she pushed. . Neal loved doing it this way. He gripped her hips.
"Roll your ass, sweetheart," he told her. "Oh, baby, you sure know how to ass fuck."
She went on wiggling. He was getting hotter every moment and so was she.
"Fuck me," he begged. "Oh, baby, now you're doing it. That's the way. Twist your tail. Oh, sweetheart, fuck. Fuck it."
In and out his hot penis rode. She pulled up so far one time it slipped off. But she hastily slid back down on his cock.
"I want to feel you shooting it up my ass," she told him. "I like the sensation of the sperm squirting up my butt."
She continued pulling up and down on him. He was pleased that she was willing to let him have her ass this way.
"You're a wonderful woman," he panted, "and you sure know how to give a guy a good screw. Keep your ass twisting. That's it. Come on, baby. Grab it. Move it. Screw it."
As she continued clutching his cock with her ass muscles she could tell he was closing in on a speedy climax.
"Hang in, honey," Neal panted as he pumped it up her ass. "I'm almost there. "Oh, yes, baby. like that. Twist your tail. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. I'm cuming, baby, I'm cuming."
The hot sperm gushed from his cock head.
"Ohhh," he moaned in delight as he felt her sphincter muscle pulling on his penis.
The hot sperm shot up her ass.
"Flood me," she begged him, "shoot it off, baby. Ohhh, let me slide up and down on your sperm load."
When she had finished getting him off, she eased off his penis. He nodded.
"You're a great fuck," he told her, "a real ass gal."
CHAPTER ll
Jan was so proud of herself and the compliments that men had given her regarding her ability to give bizarre sex stimulation, she figured she might as well profit on it.
She called up her girl friend Vera and told her what she had in mind to do. She knew Vera had been hustling and she wanted tips.
"Vera," she began, "did you ever advertise in that underground newspaper for men?"
"I used to run a little box ad," she agreed, "and I had excellent results."
"How did you do it so you let them know you were going to charge?" she asked innocently.
'That's easy," she told her. "All you do is say, 'Nude Modeling. Emphasis on Bosoms or Emphasis on Vagina or Emphasis on Buttocks.' They get the idea. Some girls even advertise 'Mouth Girl Model.'"
They had a good laugh. At that point Jan decided she had better terminate the conversation and place her ad. She wanted to see how much money she could make on her specialty.
She phoned the underground newspaper classified section and placed her ad. The girl who took the ad laughed as she gave it to her.
"When you say 'Rear End Model,' " the girl quipped, "that means in underground language, ass fucker."
"It's better than advertising ass sucker," she told her.
"I don't know," the girl replied, "they might get paid more."
She was so angry now at the insolence of this girl's untamed tongue that she felt like telling her to go to hell. However, she realized that she had better play it cool.
"Just give my phone number and say, 'Calls Between Eleven and Three.' "
"I take it you're a housewife," the girl laughed. "When the cat is away the rat will play. Right? Get it?"
"I'm not here for jokes," she told her, "now if you want to place my ad, fine. If you want to be a comic, you should apply for something in radio or television."
"You've been my inspiration," the classified girl thanked her. "I'll apply today. I'm sick and tired of this sticky job, if you know what I mean."
After she'd given her her phone number she decided that she would go for a drive. It was such a beautiful day that as she sped down the freeway and looked at the fleecy white clouds against the blue sky and the outline of the mountains in the distant background, she wondered why she was propelled into such wild sexual activity. She wished she could be like any other human being. As she looked at the cars sweeping by her on the freeway, she wondered if others were as wild in their sexual desires as she. She looked up at a trucker and he looked back at her. She couldn't help wink at him as he was a good-looking, brown-haired young man.
"Over there, baby," the trucker yelled from his cab as he put down the window, "turn off the freeway."
That was too much. Picking people up on the freeway. Nevertheless, she figured it might be an unusual experience.
She pulled off the freeway as he told her to and parked the car. She played innocent.
"Is there something wrong with my car?" she asked him.
"No way," he smiled. "I just would like to see if we could get acquainted. You're such an attractive dame that when you winked at me I figured it was worth pulling off the freeway."
"Would it surprise you if I was a hooker?" she smiled up at him.
"Nothing surprises me any more," he assured her. "I would be very interested in getting involved with you, sweetheart."
"I charge for my favors," she smiled. "Twenty-five dollars for a quickie blow job and fifty for everything."
He told her, "You know how to put a price tag on your pussy, don't you?"
"A girl has to protect herself," she explained. "Women get taken advantage of if they don't let a man know right at the start it's gonna cost."
"Well, I'd like to do everything to you," the trucker told her. "I'd like to stick it in every hole. I'll take the fifty-dollar deal."
He glanced around and saw a motel a short way down the highway.
"Let's get cracking," he told her, "because I've got a lot of work to do, baby. We can get together and have some fun."
She went with him to the motel but before she would set foot in the door she told him she wanted her money.
"You're a mercenary little wench," he smiled as he gave her two twenties and a ten. She didn't make any comment but she tucked the money into her purse and thanked him.
Once into the place she noticed how crude he was.
"I want you to suck ass and lick my balls and do everything, baby."
"And you're not afraid to ask for action now that you paid the price," she told him flatly.
"You're in the sex business, aren't you?" he grinned. "You get talked to like this all the time, don't you?"
She wanted to let on that she was a professional. After all, she had to have some experience before she would go into it on a big time basis when they ran her ad in the underground paper.
"Yes, of course," she covered quickly. "It's just monotonous. You know, blow jobs, ass fucks, the works."
"Mentioning ass fucks," he told her as he looked at her body when she had pulled off her panties and bra, "You look like you have a nice ass."
She turned around. He smiled.
"I'd sure like to stick my prick up your ass," he told her. "Can I?"
"You've got the fifty-dollar action," she nodded, "You can do anything you want with me."
"I was hoping so," he told her, "because if you wouldn't let me I would force my dick up your ass. I really will enjoy fucking you."
She was grateful that she always carried some sexual preparations in her purse. She pulled out a skimpy remainder of a tube of KY.
"It looks like you've given plenty of action," he smiled as he noticed how used the tube was.
"Men turn on with me," she explained, "I can't help it."
Now the trucker was bare-ass naked. As he walked over to her and asked her to stroke his cock a few times, she shook her head.
"Here I am stroking your prick and I don't even know your name."
"It's Tom," he told her. "Now, sweetheart, don't ask me if I'm married or not. That doesn't make any difference."
"It doesn't to me, darling," she smiled as she pulled on his cock. "I'm saving your wife the agony of doing things she probably wouldn't want to do anyway."
"You hit it right on the nail," he told her. "You sure did. My wife is dreadful. When I want her to lick my dick, she won't do it. When I ask her to let me stick it up her ass, she always has an excuse."
"What kind of an excuse?" Jan asked Tom as she pulled on his cock with one hand and tickled his balls with the other.
"She says my cock is too big for her small ass-hole," he explained.
"What an absurd reason," she shook her head in disbelief. "Any person who knows anything about sex realizes that if you get on all fours and bend the ass up and the guy has plenty of lubrication on his shaft, it'll rise in easy."
"Of course," he told her, "It's silly that she is so difficult."
Now that his cock was hard she knew what he wanted.
"First, baby doll," he told her, "I want you to suck my nuts and lick my dick."
He squatted and she got down beneath him.
"You men like your women subservient," she smiled.
He swung his balls over her nose. "Lick my nuts," he insisted. "Go ahead, use your tongue."
She let her tongue slide out along his balls. He loved the sensation.
"Now open your mouth," he told her, "and let me slip my balls inside."
She opened her mouth and he lowered himself. Once his balls were inside her mouth she let her tongue lightly sweep over them.
"You are holding the future generation," he smiled, "be kind to them."
It seemed mysterious and wonderful to have his balls in his mouth.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "a few licks on my dick."
She pulled off his balls and let her tongue slide up the underside of his shaft. Slowly opening her mouth he let his cock slip in.
"Suck my sticky dick," he told her. "Oh, sweetheart, let me deep throat fuck you a minute or two. I don't want to go off this way. I want to shoot it into your ass. But this is a good beginning."
She arched her head back. He gripped her and guided his cock down her throat.
"Oh, sweetheart," he panted as his cock caressed her throat, "does that ever feel fantastic. I sure wish my wife would let me try it on her. Of course I get so mad at her I'd probably want to choke her with it."
His testicles rode her face and she could catch the aroma of his sweaty balls as his big cock stabbed down her throat.
"Reach up and play with my ass," he smiled.
Jan let her hands grip the trucker's ass cheeks. She massaged his flexing buttocks as he went on driving his cock down her throat.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're really opening up for me. Oh, sweetheart, I'd better pull my cock out of your throat because I want to shoot it up your ass."
Tom pulled his penis out of her. He got to his feet. She was in an erotic daze at this point.
"Oh, I enjoyed that so much," she smiled.
Getting to her feet she went over to the bed. She applied KY to his cock. Then she got on all fours and bent over. Her ass was upraised. Mounting her, Tom flipped his slippery cock between her ass crack.
"You've got nice ass cheeks," he told her, "you're a real anal chick."
With a vigorous hard stab he rode forward.
"Fuck, baby," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it."
He rode his cock into her.
"That's the way to do it," he panted. "Oh, sweetheart, let me fuck you. Now, baby, now."
She swung her hips for him. He told her to look in the mirror.
"It's a fantastic sight to see my slippery dick sliding up your ass," he told her. "Watch over there."
Glancing at their reflection she enjoyed the sight of Tom's thick stabbing cock.
"Fuck," he commanded, "twist your tail on my dick. Oh, sweetheart, that's the way I like it. Fuck it. Oh, honey, you've sure got a tight ass. You're all right, baby."
His hands squeezed her ass cheeks until they were red.
"Oh, baby, you're beautiful up here," he told her. "You really deserve to be ass fucked. Oh, sweetheart, I can hardly stand it."
Tom's big balls bounced on her buttocks as he plunged his cock in up to the hilt.
Suddenly she felt him shooting.
"I'm cuming," Tom exclaimed. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Milk my prick. Oh, sweetheart, grab it with your ass."
She pulled his penis tightly with her ass muscles. Tom's gun was unloading.
"You sure got me revved up, baby," he told her. "Squeeze it. Get all the cream out of my cock."
She squeezed his penis tightly as the hot fluid shot up her behind.
When he finally pulled his penis out of her he was so satisfied he rolled over.
"I enjoyed that," he told her. "I haven't had such a good fuck-off in a long time."
She looked at him admiringly.
"You're sure a handsome dude."
"I used to play football when I was in college," he told her. "I was really in shape then. Plenty of chicks wanted to bed down with me. But I haven't had much fun since I got married."
"Why does marriage always have to interfere with good times?" she smiled.
"Are you married?" Tom asked her bluntly.
"Do you think a married woman would carry on like this?" she teased.
"It's been known to happen," he told her. "I've heard of plenty of housewives who double as hookers."
"All right, I'll tell you the truth," she confessed. "So I am married. My husband isn't able to satisfy me. So I have to get other men. If I took all the sex that I really need from him he wouldn't be able to go to work. He'd stagger."
Tom laughed.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "You really are."
She loved having him talk to her like this. However, she was surprised what a little bit of time he could spend with her. For about five minutes later he got up, took a shower and told her, "I've got to hit the road. I've got deadlines to meet."
"Thank you, trucker," she smiled as he left.
"Take care," Tom called out as he left her alone.
It did seem strange to have made money and enjoy sex so much. Certainly Len never paid her for sex. She was grateful that Tom was a careful fucker. She had worried about the fact that he seemed like a big rugged he-man trucker. She was afraid that he would be so difficult in bed that he might injure her. Especially if he wanted to slip it up her ass. She was grateful that she had some lubrication for his shaft. Was it that men were turning to ass fucking, or was it that her ass was so beautiful? This was the problem.
A few moments later she glanced at her watch which lay on the night stand nearby. Realizing what time it was she knew she had to get home for her husband's dinner.
Hastily hurrying from the motel after she'd dressed, she picked up some New York steaks at the supermarket. She winked at the butcher and wondered if she could have gotten the steaks free if she had offered sex. Then a strange thought went through her mind. She wondered how many women were peddling their pussy for the butcher. All life is a meat market, she said to herself, as she hurried out of the store.
That night at dinner her husband asked her how things went.
"Just fine," she told him. "I was doing some research at the library."
"On what?"
"On orgasms," she smiled.
"Now what the fuck were you doing that for?" he demanded. "Don't I give you a good enough screw?"
"Do you always have to bark at me?" she demanded.
"If you're doing research on orgasms, yes," he told her. "First you'll be reading about it in the library and then you'll be going out with other men. I think I'm plenty capable of satisfying you. Don't you?"
Seeing his ego was so delicately involved, she immediately nodded.
"Of course, darling," she replied, "what woman could ever ask for anything more than you?"
He smiled as his ego had been properly massaged.
Finally he asked her what she had learned.
"I read there are mechanical fuckers," she explained, "who create a monotonous type of orgasm. Then there are other men. Men who are capable of creating an apocalyptic orgasm."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Norman Mailer talks about the apocalyptic orgasm," she smiled knowingly.
"Norman Mailer," he laughed. "That guy has been off his rocker for so long it isn't funny. He's the one who beat his wife or did something dreadful. Forget him."
"He just happens to be one of the greatest writers in America," she told him, "and he knows all about sex. He wrote that beautiful book on Marilyn."
"Marilyn Monroe," he shook his head, "playing around with everybody. Didn't make any difference whether they were married or whether they had inportant positions in the government. She had to get her kicks."
"Maybe they used her," Jan suggested. "Apparently she really turned them on. She had a gorgeous body."
"That she did," he agreed. "I sure would have liked to have had sex with her myself. like fifty million other red-blooded American men."
"Sweetheart," she asked him, "do you think I could sell my body? Do you think I could get anywhere in films?"
"Certainly, dear," he smiled. "They might give you some kind of an award for a fuck film. I'm sure that you could make a great hit."
That got her angry. She got to her feet and went to the bedroom.
"I'm sorry," Len called out. "I didn't mean to hurt you, honey. You probably would win one of those beautiful Academy Awards for some performance. God knows you put enough performances on in this place."
She didn't respond. Finally Len burst into the bedroom. Jan was stretched across the bed, sobbing.
"You're such a beast," she complained. "You don't give a damn about me. You just want me for the traditional Saturday-night fuck. I'm sick and tired of being used."
"Baby doll," he told her, "I'll give you some action tonight. What would you like me to do?"
"I don't know," she told him.
"How about a sixty-nine?" he smiled at his wife.
"All right," she agreed.
Jan and Len took a shower after they had stripped. Going back to the bedroom she splashed lotion all over his private areas.
"Don't do that," he told her, "my body odors are good enough. You'll take all the naturalness out of me."
"It'll help if I'm expected to suck around your crotch," she laughed.
They stretched out and now she was even with his thick pulsating cock. Len was even with her pussy. He tugged on her pussy hairs.
"You sadistic so-and-so," she complained. "Quit pulling at my pussy. You want to lick if, okay. Stick your tongue in there and start sucking."
His tongue flipped inside her vagina. She loved the feel of his tongue sweeping and searching inside of her. At the same time his hands clasped her ass cheeks. She ground her hips around. Then she let her tongue slip along his ass crack. Suddenly she stabbed her tongue up Len's ass-hole. He loved having his ass sucked while he was eating her snatch. The two of them carried on like this until she knew his cock was yearning for release. Slipping her tongue from his ass-hole she slid along his balls. Then she took his penis in her mouth and sucked on him. At the same time he was flipping his tongue up and down her clit. If that isn't equivalent sex, she thought to herself, what is? Now the two of them were going to town. like two wild animals in heat they were licking and sucking on each other's sexual organs.
He clasped her ass cheeks and she clasped his. Soon she could taste him starting to juice. This was the moment she longed for. The moment when the hot white cream would splash in her mouth.
He went on plunging his penis into her mouth and she went on sucking. All at once Len's big cock exploded. Her cheeks sucked in as she ate his juice. He could tell she was crazy over his cock. He was delighted with the fact that she was eager to suck him off. More than that, he got a big ego charge as she swallowed his load.
Getting turned on with sucking him off brought her around. Len could taste her. He nibbled at her clit. She gushed in his mouth. He didn't pull his tongue out of her vagina until he had finished licking.
When he finally did he licked his lips and thanked her.
"You're a beautiful dame," he told her, "and you sure know how to make a man happy."
She toyed with his testicles as she let her tongue continue licking and lashing all around his quivering cock.
"Thank you, baby," she whispered. "You taste so good to me."
Len was pleased that his wife enjoyed him so much. He swung his body around and wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh, honey," he told her, "you don't know what it means to me to have you close like this. So many men have to pay for sex. I'm so glad that with you, it's free. There's none of that crap about so much an hour or I'll do this act for that amount and all of that."
That got her to wondering. Had he been playing around with a hooker?
"How come you know so much?"
"About what, baby?" he asked innocently.
"About the way hooker's operate."
"Guys at the office tell me," he explained with a sly smile.
CHAPTER 12
In the days that followed Jan waited for responses to her ad. At last the ad appeared. The first call got her a bit unnerved.
"Hi there, beautiful," a voice with a Southern accent began. "What're you doing?"
"Waiting for your call," she quipped quickly. "If this is business I'm interested. I'm a serious model."
"I dig ya," he replied. "A gal with a cute rear end. I suppose you expect me to pay a lot of money for a piece of ass."
"If you're a professional photographer," she continued, "I'm willing to talk to you. Otherwise, I'll hang up. Do you understand?"
"I'll photograph your rear end," he laughed. "How much an hour?"
"Fifty dollars," she told him flatly.
"It's too much," he replied. "But if you're as beautiful as your ad says you are, maybe it's worth it."
She was glad she'd worded the ad well. She took down the name of the man who had phoned and his address.
"I'll be around there about two P.M., " she told him.
It was bugging her now that she had finally found someone who would reply to her ad. When she got to his apartment she realized all she had was the apartment number and address and not even his name.
When he answered the door she was surprised. He was a good-looking black man.
"Come in, sweetheart," he smiled. "I guess you're not prejudiced or anything."
"No way," she smiled, "what have you got under that towel?"
All the black man had on was a white towel around his waist. She pulled it off. When she saw the swinging black cock between his legs she knew what she wanted to do.
"You're curious to know what I taste like, aren't you?" he smiled. "All right, hooker, you can suck it off the first time around and I'm gonna stick it up your ass the second time."
"Aren't you going to take pictures?" she smiled innocently.
"What for?" he asked her. "You know why you placed that ad. You wanted to pick up some hooker money. Get your ass in that bed and get your clothes off."
At this point Jan was a bit frightened. She didn't know how much he would expect of her. It was obvious to her that he was quite a turned-on stud. His huge black cock did look appealing to her. She wondered if it would shoot thick white cum.
"Hurry up and strip," he said. "I haven't got all day."
"All right," she smiled, "what's your name, sweetheart?"
"Tyrone," he told her, "and what's yours. You still haven't told me your name."
"Jan," she smiled, "and, Tyrone, you turn me on.
"Pleased to know it," he told her. "But I'll be a lot more pleased when you're nibbling around my cock."
It didn't take Jan long to slip out of her clothes. She was becoming an expert at hasty undressing acts. As she took off her garments and he looked at her large bosoms he smiled in appreciation.
"You're a gorgeous chick," he told her, "you really are."
He went over to her and gripped her bosoms in his hands. Bending over he let his mouth slip over her nipples.
"Oh, Tyrone," she panted, "you're such a passionate man."
He clasped her white ass cheeks with his black hands. He squeezed her buttocks.
"I'm gonna slip this black dick of mine right up your ass," he told her.
He slid a finger up her ass-hole and primed her.
"I'll do anything you want, Tyrone," she told him, "as long as you give me fifty bucks."
"All right, damn it, hooker," he complained. "I figured once you got a look of my big slick dick perhaps you would want to pay me."
It was distressing to her that he would take this attitude. Yet as she glanced at his swinging black male member she could realize some women would pay a lot of money to go down on it.
Tyrone got over on the bed on all fours.
"Give me a quick ass suck," he suggested, "then get under me. I like to swing it to a woman from this angle."
She mounted him. She let her hands massage his black bottom. Next she let her tongue slip up his ass crack. He was really enjoying himself now.
"Suck ass, sweetheart," he told her, "suck my black ass-hole."
Her tongue plunged up his rectum. He loved it when she reached around and gripped his penis and began pumping in a milking motion. She knew what Tyrone wanted now. His cock was so hard it was quivering. She slid her tongue out of his behind and he lifted his leg so she could get under him. Reaching up she clasped his black ass cheeks as he fed her his cock. Inch by inch he watched it disappear into her mouth. Her sensuous red full lips gripped his thick black male member.
"Suck on the head of it," he told her. "It may be a black dick but it shoots white cream."
She let her tongue flip over the head of his shaft.
"Sweetheart, play with my nuts," he suggested.
Her hands reached up to grip his balls. She massaged his balls with vigorous movements while he let the head of his shaft caress the back of her throat.
"I'm gonna shove it in all the way," he smiled. "Don't choke."
Once his thick black cock had rode in as far as he could get it, she wondered whether or not she would choke on his penis.
Finally he shot his gun off.
"I'm cuming, sweetheart," he panted, "suck that big juicy prick. Suck every drop of it. Drain it."
She sucked on his cock until she had finished him off. Slowly easing off him she imagined he would go soft. However, he remained hard.
"I'm gonna give you a nice fuck up your ass now," he told her. "Just get in the middle of the bed and bend over."
She was happy that she had some KY. She applied it to his cock so it would slide in smoothly.
When she had him well lubricated she got in the middle of the bed and bent over. The horny black man gripped her white ass cheeks. He flipped his black cock between them.
"I'm gonna enjoy sliding this up your ass," he told her.
Grasping her ass cheeks firmly he thrust forward. The thick black cock slid up her tight rectum.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby. Twist your ass. Grind your hips, honey. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Roll."
She was wiggling her ass in a rock-and-roll motion."
His thick black penis plunged up her tight white ass-hole. Grasping her white ass cheeks he enjoyed squeezing them until they were red.
"Wiggle," he panted, "rock and roll it. Oh, baby, now you're grinding. Oh, sweetheart, I'm almost there."
Just as he plunged his thick black cock all the way up her ass, a door was flung open.
"There he is," a black woman shouted. "Caught him in the act."
Before he knew what was happening, she had pulled out a revolver. She stuck the revolver up his black ass-hole.
"That'll take care of you," she exclaimed. "Fire!" She pulled the trigger.
All at once he was howling in pain. Immediately Jan shoved him off.
"Who in hell are you?" she shrieked as she saw the black man screaming.
"I'm his faithful wife, Ruby," she told her. "Tyrone has been two-timing me for a long time. I've been looking for his love nest. Apparently I found it. I hope I didn't disturb you love birds."
"You bitch," Jan shrieked, "how dare you charge in here?"
"She's a hooker," Ruby smiled smugly. "Book her."
Just then Jan noticed a vice squad man was with her.
"I didn't tell you you could shoot him," the officer complained. "I'll book you both."
He was scuffling with Ruby now as he put the bracelets on her.
"Leave me alone," she protested, "she's the villain. Why are you putting me in bracelets?"
He didn't answer. But when both women were in bracelets he picked up the phone and called for an ambulance.
That evening when Len came home he was more than a little surprised when his wife called him from the jail.
"Where are you?" he demanded.
"In jail," she replied. "Come and get me out, Len."
"How in hell did you get in jail?" he asked her curiously.
"Oh, honey," she apologized, "I've been such a bad woman. Can you ever forgive me?"
Len went down to the jail. He got his wife out after he had posted a bond. On the way home she didn't want to talk about what had happened. But Len was insistent.
"You'd better tell me sooner than later," he told her, "because I could get mighty mad about something."
"About what, dear?" she asked innocently.
"Don't you play innocent with me," he snapped angrily. "I've been getting calls asking if I could come over and pose nude."
"What?" she gasped. "I told them not to call except between eleven and three."
"So the truth come out," he said angrily. "You were trying to sell your body. And you got in trouble."
At this point she figured it was a very good time to move into a crying jag. However, Len was so angry that he wasn't easily persuaded.
"Look, honey," he told her, "you can knock it off. I want to find out what you've been up to."
"All right," she confessed, "so I went out with a date. I was getting bored sitting at home. So I put the ad in that underground paper that I would do some modeling."
"Go on," he said as he pulled up into the driveway.
She didn't want to continue until they were in their apartment. Then she revealed all.
"I got involved with some black dude," she explained, "whose wife was on his trail. She came in and stuck a gun up his ass. It wouldn't have been so bad but she pulled the trigger."
"That's really getting the shaft," he laughed, "serve the bastard right."
"That's not a nice attitude," she said evenly. "He really was a nice man. He was fucking my ass-hole as a matter-of-fact."
"You know, baby," he told her, "I'd like to stick my dick up your ass. I'd like to really give you the shaft. I'd like to do it without any lubrication."
"You're a monster," she quipped angrily. "Now stop it."
There was no getting away from him. He was determined he was going to have her. Tearing off her clothes he forced her on the floor.
"I'm gonna humiliate you, baby," he told her. "Just the way you humiliated me in headlines. The papers are carrying the story. And when I go to work tomorrow the boys are sure gonna make fun of me. Now I'm gonna make fun of you."
Len flipped his cock between her ass crack. Grasping her ass cheeks he stabbed forward vigorously.
"Fuck it," he said angrily as he slid his nonslippery cock up her rectum.
As it plunged past the tight anal ring it hurt like the devil.
"You're hurting me," she complained.
"I hope so," he smiled, as he rammed away.
Len was getting even. Jan knew it.
"Fuck it, baby," he ordered. "Swing your hips. That's it, honey. Don't be a dead ass. Keep twisting. Oh, baby. Now you're doing it. Grind your ass. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Never before had Jan felt such pain and rage flood her being. However, Len had her. Right where he wanted her.
With his shaft up her ass he was determined to get his rocks off. As he went on ramming she could feel his balls slapping her bottom.
"Get the damn thing off," she begged.
"Oh, yes, baby," he panted, "now. Now. Grab it. Fuck. Fuck."
The hot sperm shot up her ass-hole. Len was getting his charge now.
"Milk me," he panted, "Oh, baby, milk my cock with your sweet ass. That's what you're best for. An ass fuck. You've really got an ass for fucking, baby. Fuck ass, fuck ass!"
