While fictional in nature, this book has, besides entertainment, the purpose of acquainting the reader with manners of sexual activity at times practiced within contemporary society.
The Editor
FOREWORD
It is a danger when a very attractive female neighbor is overly friendly with the male neighbors. For very often the male neighbor cannot resist the sexual urge that he feels and finds himself getting into a sexual tangle. For usually the wife is full of suspicions about any overly friendly female. And she is not about to relinquish her hold on her husband to any scheming, oversexed, immoral woman who lives next door.
It is vital to forget about "swapping" as this has proven very dangerous too. When the "swap party" begins, everyone thinks they are open-minded and generous sexually. Often as not the converse proves true.
Our story concerns a woman who could not be satisfied sexually. She felt the compulsion to carry on with as many men as she could find and if they ran out she knew she'd have to resort to utilizing sexual "devices."
At the moment she was involved in a frantic sexual interlude she could care less for moral considerations. But once it was over, she paused to give thought to where she was heading. For she recognized clearly the pleasure was all that mattered-and she didn't have a care or worry in the world.
However, when suspicions of her husband became so great that she did feel guilt for what she was doing to him and their marriage, she didn't enjoy her "hanky-panky" fun and games so much.
Finally, she wanted to stop playing around. But the neighbor she'd been servicing wanted her to continue. He was a bachelor and relied upon her for his sexual outlet. She tried to get out of her sex involvement, but found that it was nowhere as easy to get out of the sex tangle-as it had been to jump into it.
Too late she learned that the price she had to pay for her infidelity was a grim one.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Donna pushed Clint down between her legs. Clint didn't know whether he wanted to eat her or not. But Donna insisted.
"You made me suck your cock, Clint," she reminded him, "and you've got to entertain me with your tongue."
Clint let his tongue slide back and forth along her pussy. He had never had his face so close to a woman's crotch. But with his wife insisting like this, he wasn't left with much alternative.
"Just lick it, baby," Donna begged him. "Pull my pussy lips apart. Look at it before you lick it. Go ahead, honey."
She was making no bones about what she wanted. But Clint was backing off.
"Go ahead," she begged him, "you'll love it. Taste me."
Clint gently pulled her pussy lips apart. He gazed at her pink flesh.
"It won't hurt you," she fumed. "Lick me, darling. I want you to."
Finally, Clint let his tongue slip into her vagina. He discovered that it didn't taste bad.
"That's the way," she told him, "suck on it. Go ahead, baby, lick me."
She was getting more and more aroused now.
"Yes, baby," she begged him frantically, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Oh, sweetheart, suck me. Suck me."
Passionately, Clint's tongue flipped into her.
"Yes, baby, yes," she told him, "that's how I like it. Now you're doing it."
Clint's hot tongue stabbed into her vagina. He was deriving enormous pleasure now from sucking on her pussy.
His hands caressed Donna's ass cheeks. Donna was thrilled with the way he was demonstrating his affection for her.
"Eat it, baby," she whispered. "That's how it's done. Ohhh, lick it."
It wasn't going to take much more of this.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "that's what I want you to do."
His tongue stabbed into her as if it was a penis. She loved it.
"Suck me," she begged him. "Suck me."
She was in a perfect position now. And he loved it. At this point his tongue whipped up and down her clit. She gushed. He pressed his lips tight against her pussy as he sucked her dry.
Now that Clint had finished sucking her hot pussy hole, he was determined that he was going to find complete fulfillment. He got to his feet and smiled at her.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I'm gonna get what I want out of you."
She looked at him anxiously.
"I've already blown you. What more do you expect?"
Clint was not afraid to tell his wife what he wanted.
"I want your tongue to enter my ass hole."
She looked at him angrily.
"I'm not going to penetrate your ass hole with my tongue. Do you understand?"
Clint reached for Donna. Her black hair fell about her shoulders. Her eyes glared at him.
"If you make me eat your ass hole," she told him, "I'll get a divorce."
"I can just hear you telling the judge I made you suck ass," he chuckled.
Donna didn't find it funny. She slapped his face. At that point Clint grabbed her.
"Now you are gonna eat out my ass," he fumed.
She couldn't complain any more. For he was determined that he was going to get her to do what he wanted her to.
He got her on the bed and he held his legs up. His ass was easily available for her to tongue. She still was glaring at him.
"Honey," he smiled, "remember that trip I promised you?"
This really bugged her. Clint apparently would make the trip contingent on her eating out his ass.
"Damn you," she told him. "What do you think you are, some fucking senator that has me on his payroll? I'm not that kind of girl."
"I only wish I was a senator," he told her. "I read about that guy in the paper. He sure had a nice time with that girl."
Clasping his buttocks, she began tongueing him out. His ass quivered as her hot tongue shot up his rectum.
She was developing an expertise at eating his butt. But he wanted still more.
"Honey," he smiled at her, "while you are eating out my ass, you could be pulling on my pecker."
Grimly, she reached for his huge shaft. She watched Clint's balls swing up with every upswing of her hand. He was really getting horny now.
"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "Does that ever feel fantastic."
He was enjoying it intensely.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "suck ass. Pull on my pecker."
With rhythmic hand grabs she went on stimulating him. He was so aroused now he was trembling.
"Ohhh," he groaned as his ass rocked back and forth.
It was all his wife could do to keep her tongue inserted in his ass hole.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Suck. Suck my ass.
Finally, she realized that she would have to blow him. She could just hear him shouting at her if he didn't get his cock sucked off.
"Eat my cock," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, yes. Suck it."
She slid her mouth over his penis. He watched as she went up and down on him.
"All the way to the base, baby," he told her. "Don't stop now."
She parted his ass cheeks. She fingered his ass hole as he continued sucking.
"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Just like that. Keep it up."
She continued pleasing him. He loved the feeling of her finger plunging up his ass hole. But he loved it even more when he felt her hot, wet mouth giving him the suck he needed.
His hot, white sperm was about to explode.
"Ohhh," he gasped excitedly, "yes. Suck off. Suck off!"
He wanted to make sure at blast-off time that her mouth was cupped over his cock. If there was anything that he hated, it was a woman who would not suck and swallow his cum. To make sure that she performed the way he wanted her to, he held his hand over her head.
Shoving her farther down over himself, he rammed hard.
"Eat me," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck. Now you're doing it. Suck it off."
The electrical thrills that shot through his body had him aroused.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. You're really something."
He was pleased with her performance. The hot, white juice suddenly exploded in her mouth. She gulped greedily. This was Clint's opportunity to continue spurting his sperm load in her mouth. For the more she sucked, the more he shot.
"I'm hotter than a pistol today, honey," he told her. "You just keep that up."
She continually sucked now.
"Eat it," he insisted. "Suck off. Suck, baby, suck."
Finally he had finished giving her his cum load. She still sucked and it tickled now.
"Pull off, baby," he told her. "You've had enough. There isn't any more."
Slipping her mouth off his cock, she looked at him.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "was that ever a good blow job."
His wife was disgusted.
"If you ever ask me to rim your ass hole again," she informed him flatly, "I am gonna file for divorce."
Clint was furious.
"I thought you would enjoy it," he complained. "Instead, you are just as rotten a performer in bed as you've always been. You want to do it your way. I can suck your pussy and lick your ass. That's fine. But when I ask you to go down on me, you object."
Donna told him what she thought about it all.
"I think the whole world is sick on sex," she said. "I think people ought to do it the old-fashioned way."
Clint threw his head back and laughed.
"Old-fashioned, my ass," he told her. "They were doing this back in the days of Pompeii and Rome. Don't tell me the old way is your way. If anything, the old way is my way. What do you think the devil was doing with Eve in that Garden?"
All of the sudden Donna realized perhaps Clint was telling the truth.
"Do you think the devil really went down on Eve?"
"Sounds like it," he told her. "There they were, bare-ass naked and didn't know it. That was, until she listened to the snake and watched his tongue."
She shook her head.
"Maybe you're right. I never thought of it that way."
The next day in the office Clint had an idea. Betty was a bosomy blonde that really got to him. He suggested they might have lunch together.
"Clint," Betty smiled, "you shouldn't be taking me out to lunch. You're a married man. And I'm a married woman."
"That makes it all the more interesting," he laughed.
"And a lot more dangerous," she contributed.
Clint recognized she was telling the truth. He was greatly concerned over the situation. Betty finally agreed to have lunch with him. Over lunch, he got personal.
"How's your sex life?"
At first Betty didn't want to answer. But when Clint persisted and was pressing his thigh against hers, she thought she'd better.
"No thank you," she told him frankly. "I get enough. As a matter-of-fact, my husband is oversexed." Clint smiled.
"Most men are, if you listen to their wives," he laughed.
"No fooling, he is," Betty explained. "Gary read this sex book that says the average guy does it three times a week. He won't give me any peace."
Clint threw his head back and laughed.
"No, he wants a piece of ass, that's why," he told her quite frankly.
"He also expects me to do perverse things," she shook her head, "and I think it's revolting. I think people used to do it the right way. You know, face to face. He wants me to put my face next to his crotch. It's revolting."
Clint laughed. "There's nothing revolting about oral sex," he insisted. "As a matter-of-fact, I'm always trying to get Donna to do me that way."
She looked at him. Clint placed her hand on his crotch. She could tell he really had a hard-on.
"You're very horny, aren't you?" she asked.
"Baby, I would give my left ball to have you go to bed with me," he admitted.
"Why, Clint," she gasped, "I'm surprised at you."
"Let's take off," he suggested. "Nobody would be the wiser. You and me. We could really have a ball."
"Stop it, Clint," she told him. "We wouldn't dare. We would get in trouble."
Clint finally convinced her. Even though it was against her better judgment, she thought it might be an interesting experience. They went to a downtown hotel. Fortunately, no one knew either of them. Clint signed in as Mr. and Mrs. John Adams.
"That's so patriotic," she laughed.
When they got up to their room and Clint had purposely bought a bottle of booze and some ice cubes and 7-Up, they started drinking.
"If you drink too much," she warned him, "you won't want any sex."
"You don't have to worry about me none," he told her. "I'm always horny."
To prove his point, Clint began undressing. As she saw his bulging crotch, she became hotter for him.
"Hey, baby, let me do the unveiling," she told him as she went over to him.
She was eager to let him see how good she could be at performing sexually. She wasted no time. He came over to her and she slid his shorts off. She reached for his huge cock and stroked it gently back and forth.
"I see you like it," he told her. "And I'm gonna give you an opportunity to lick it."
He was getting a big charge out of this now. For she decided to go down on him. She got down there between his legs before she had completely undressed. This bothered him.
"Take off your bra and panties," he told her. "I want you bare-ass naked when you're sucking me off."
Betty was glad that Clint reminded her to strip. For she had gotten so carried away with his cock that she couldn't think of anything else.
She unfastened her bra and Clint's eyes bulged.
"You're really something," he told her. "I love to suck on big tits. And I'm gonna enjoy you. I can tell you that."
He wasted no time. He was eager to suck her bosoms. Coming closer to her, he massaged her big breasts.
"Ohhh, what a pair of tits you have, honey," he told her as he sucked both of them.
He made such loud suck sounds as he lapped at her bosoms she had to tell him to take it easy.
"Honey," he told her, "Let them listen. They keep looking at color television fuck films."
She laughed as she watched him go down on her. Dropping to his knees, he clasped her buttocks in a worshipful attitude. His tongue swung to her pussy. She thrilled to the way he flipped his tongue back and forth across her vagina.
"Ohhh, baby," she told him eagerly, "do me. Just like that. Now, darling, now."
It was getting her hot as he flipped his tongue up and down her slit. Then he pulled his tongue out. He took Betty in his arms and carried her over to the bed. She enjoyed all of the attention. She spread her legs. He got down there and slid his hands under her ass cheeks. His talented tongue went to work. He was glad that he wasn't doing it with his wife. He was tired of all of her raps. Now he could suck and finger fuck her ass hole and she only would compliment him. For she loved it.
"Yes, yes," she begged him, "keep doing that, darling. You're driving me crazy."
It wouldn't be much longer now until he was cuming. For he got so excited that he knew he would have to shoot his wad. Therefore, he figured he's better get her off fast. Because she was almost there, too.
His hot tongue flipped back and forth across her clit. Then he momentarily pulled his finger from her ass hole and let his tongue slide along her ass crack. She enjoyed his tongue invading her rectum. But at the same time she was eager for him to finish her pussy suck.
She threw her legs over his shoulders. She pumped her pelvis to him.
"Clint, baby, eat my pussy, eat my pussy," she panted anxiously.
Her words were like music to Clint's ears. This was exactly the way he wanted her to talk. He wanted to have her demonstrate just how excited she could become.
"Ohhh, baby, now you're doing it. That's the way I like it."
Clint's tongue stiffened. He sniffed and licked and sucked on her pussy. He was determined he would bring her off in a sticky session.
Now she was juicing. She could hardly stand it.
"Eat me," she begged him. "Suck me.
That's how. Suck me."
Passionately he went on licking and lapping at her vagina. Finally, she juiced.
"Yes, yes," she begged him eagerly, "suck my pussy. That's how."
The erotic frenzy that he felt now was almost more than he could stand. Immediately he had to get her to blow him. When he pulled his tongue out of her pussy once he'd finished licking her, he straddled her.
"I want to slide my ass over those big tits," he told her, "and then I want to fuck your face."
Betty loved the wild way he had. She thrilled to the feeling of his round, firm ass cheeks crushing down on her bare bosoms. But what she loved even more was the moment when he ordered her to suck his ass. For she liked weirdo sex.
Clasping his firm, round ass cheeks, she let her tongue gently caress his bare bottom. This did excite him.
"Now stiffen your tongue," he ordered her, "and flip it right up my rectum."
She finally relented and did as he told her. Her tongue stiffened and she stabbed it up his ass hole.
"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "That feels super. Oh, baby, you're really tongue fucking me now."
When she finished arousing him in this manner, she didn't take long to further satisfy him. She licked his balls passionately. He loved the sensation of her tongue licking back and forth on his big, hairy, swelling balls. But what he loved even more was the way she licked the underside of his shaft tickling the glans portion of his penis. Finally she capped his cock with her mouth.
"Blow it," he told her. "Go ahead, honey, suck me."
He slid his cock in her mouth. She gripped the head of his shaft. She slowly sucked his penis. Her eyes closed as she feasted herself on his cock.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Just like that."
It was not going to be much longer before his cock exploded in her mouth. This was what she was waiting for.
"Eat me," he begged her anxiously. "Suck me. Ohhh, baby, yes. Suck it off."
His hot, white cream surged into her mouth as she went on sucking him off.
When Betty finished sucking and swallowing his cum load, she realized they were both going to be late back to the office.
"We'd better get back," she warned him. "We could be in big trouble."
Looking at his watch and realizing how much time they had spent together, he nodded.
"All right," he told her, "but we'd better go in separately. They'll suspect something."
They both got dressed and went back to the office. Clint came in first. Betty arrived a short time later. Not much was said about it, but they both felt certain that people were suspicious.
CHAPTER TWO
That night Donna was more difficult than ever.
"You really get me angry," she told him. "I heard about what happened at the office today."
"What happened?"
"You and that blonde, good-for-nothing Betty had sex, no doubt. You both were gone a couple of hours. You came in late."
"How the fuck did you find out?"
"I have my spies," she told him.
Now he was getting angry.
"You have no right to accuse me. I haven't done anything. So don't bug me."
Donna shook her head.
"Your own conscious is bugging you. And it should."
She was looking at him indifferently. She knew very well that he was guilty. However, she was being careful not to say too much to him. For she didn't want to get him too angry.
When someone moved into the house that had been vacant next door, she kept her eyes open. She noticed there wasn't a woman. She hoped that the man was single as she thought she had every right to find out what it would be like to have some sexual hanky panky.
Fortunately, the man didn't seem to go to work every morning. So one day she decided she would get acquainted with him. Going over to his house, she introduced herself.
"I'm Donna, your next-door neighbor," she smiled as he answered the door.
"Pleased to meet you," he told her. "Come in. My name is Brad," he smiled as he extended his hand to her.
She took his hand and shook it warmly.
"Brad, it's so nice to have you next door," she told him. "I believe in being a good neighbor."
"So do I," he told her. "As a matter-of-fact, I've seen you."
"Have you really?" she smiled knowingly.
Brad nodded and assured her, "When I see a beautiful woman, my eyes always open up."
She accepted his flattery swiftly.
"That's so nice of you to say that," he told him'. "I think we could remain good neighbors if we kept our proper distance."
He was coming closer to her now and she was nervous. She looked up into Brad's blonde face and noticed the light that seemed to be blazing in his blue eyes as he looked at her.
"You know," he told her, "I'm almost sorry you are married."
"It doesn't make any difference," she told him. "You can still say you like me."
Brad laughed as he stood close to her.
"Sure, I can say I like you. But that doesn't mean I can go to bed with you. I wish that that was my honor."
Her breath was short now as her heart pounded rapidly.
"Why, Brad," Donna sighed, "I was thinking of the same thing. You're such a handsome man that I'm sure you would be a good playmate between the sheets."
Brad laughed.
"Would you like to experience sex some afternoon?"
Donna nodded eagerly.
"Yes," she told him. "My husband expects too much. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he's right. I don't know."
Brad thought it was time to suggest a drink.
"What would you like?" he asked her. "Scotch or bourbon or Vodka?"
"I'm a Vodka girl," she grinned. "If you have some orange juice and could mix me a Screwdriver, I'd love it, Brad."
Brad wasted no time in preparing a drink for her.
As they sat on the sofa, sipping their drinks, Brad made his move. He put his arm around her and gently caressed her shoulder. She looked up at him nervously.
"Do I excite you?"
He could see that Donna was like a small girl testing her sexual appeal. He also could detect the fact that she had not played around a lot. This ignited him, too. Nodding, he assured her, "You can hold your own, honey. There aren't many men that have a chance to get acquainted with a girl like you. You're innocent."
This made her heart flutter.
"Oh, you picked up on it," she grinned. "I guess I really am innocent. My silly old husband expects me to do terrible things in bed with him. But you wouldn't demand that, would you, Brad?"
Brad shook his head.
"I promise to be a good boy if we can go to bed now."
They decided to get in bed together. And when Brad had locked the door and pulled the drapes, she joined him in his bedroom.
"I feel guilty all of the sudden," she said as she nervously scratched her neck.
"You don't have to," he told her. "There's nothing wrong with a couple getting acquainted like this. As a matter-of-fact, I think we're gonna be very good neighbors."
Brad demonstrated his willingness to play with her. He took off his coat and tossed it aside. Then he unfastened his belt and sat down in a chair, took off his shoes and socks and pulled off his pants. Now he stood there with only his shorts on. He pulled off his shorts finally and she could see the big cock swinging between his legs.
"Would you like to suck it for me?" he suggested.
That did it. She was hoping he wouldn't think of such a thing.
"You men are all alike," she told him. "Damn it!"
Not understanding exactly what she meant, Brad looked down between his legs.
"Well, what did you expect to see swinging between my legs?"
"I didn't mean your cocks are all alike," she shook her head. "I mean, your dirty desires. You expect me to put my mouth on your cock."
"I was going to do you the honor of placing my penis in your mouth. Yes. Then you could have the pleasure of sucking on it. You would also enjoy getting a good load of cum. I know plenty of women who would give anything to get a mouthful of cum."
This enraged her.
"You're talking just like he talks."
"Who is he?"
"My dirty-minded husband," she shook her head angrily. "He-likes to go down on me. He-likes to have me go down on him. It's disgusting."
"It's pleasure," Brad insisted. "It's all in the way you look at it. Apparently, someone has given you a ass steer, baby. It's an honor to give a guy a blow job. And I consider it an honor to lick a lady's pussy."
"A woman who will allow a man to go down on her pussy is not a lady," she countered quickly.
"It's not the way I see it," he told her. "I'm gonna put some honey in your pussy. I want to coat it real nice and then I'll lick you."
Nervously now, she sipped her drink. She couldn't continue undressing.
"I'll go get the honey," Brad suggested, "and when I come back I want you bare-ass naked. Do you understand, Donna?"
There was something strange and sinister about the way he said this. Donna thought she read blackmail into his tone. She tried not to think about it as he left the room and began finishing stripping.
When he came back in the room with the honey container, she was completely nude. His jaw hung slack and his eyes focused on her fur-trimmed triangle and her beautiful bosoms. He licked his lips in anticipation of the pleasure he would have with her naked body.
"Am I all right?" she asked him.
Brad nodded. Slipping his hands under her buttocks, he soon brought his tongue even with her pussy. His tongue flipped gingerly back and forth across her vagina. Finally, he stiffened and plunged into her. He used his tongue to penetrate her pussy as if it were a cock. She enjoyed this erotic arousal.
"Yes, yes," she cried anxiously, "that's how I want you to do it. Love me."
Nibbling her clit, he got her close to climax.
"Lay off," she told him. "I want you to make it last. Just slide your tongue in slow. Caress my clit."
Brad was learning something about eating pussy. He was delighted that she was cooperating and telling him what excited her. For that was the only way he could determine for sure what strokes would bring her ultimate pleasure.
"Ohhh," she groaned, "I like it when you do it that way. Yes, yes."
Passionately he continued tonguing her.
"Yes, baby, yes," he begged her, "do that."
The erotic sensations were building to a climax. He slid his hands from under her buttocks. He reached up and gripped her breasts. He played with the nipples. She thrilled to the feel of his fingers as they pinched her breasts.
"Suck me," she begged anxiously, "suck my sweet pussy."
Inserting his tongue in her vagina, he flipped it smoothly back and forth.
"Eat me," she exclaimed anxiously. "Suck me."
She was coming closer, ever closer, to the erotic fulfillment she sought.
"Now, now," she cried eagerly, "Lick it."
He sucked her hard now. She was pushing up to him. Her body was sweating as she shoved at him. His hands squeezed her breasts as she juiced in his face. He was making loud sucking sounds as he finished lapping her vagina.
His tongue went on stabbing into her. She pressed her thighs against his face as he sucked hard.
Finishing licking her, he pulled out. She was excited now.
"Brad," she exclaimed, "if my husband ever ate my box like you did, I would have enjoyed it. You really are a tremendous pussy eater."
Brad was pleased with her compliment.
"Now I want you to service me," he smiled.
After another drink, they traded positions. Brad lay on his back. With pillows under his buttocks he inserted the nozzle of the plastic honey container in his ass hole. Squeezing the honey container, he coated his ass crack with the honey.
"Now you're gonna get a chance to suck on my sweet ass," he smiled.
Slipping her hands under his buttocks, she immediately went to work. She couldn't help compare Brad's way of handling the situation with that of her husband, Clint. Clint would never think of anything as sophisticated or erotic as this.
Her tongue gently lashed at his bare bottom. He enjoyed it. She reached up to caress his balls and fumble with his penis. Finally, she figured it wouldn't hurt to stroke him. Gripping his cock, she suddenly began stroking. He really got to enjoying that.
"Ohhh, yes," he cried eagerly, "do that, baby. Keep it up."
Her hot tongue licked at his ass hole. She enjoyed the taste of the honey. Brad enjoyed it, too. Reaching down, he gripped her head.
"Suck my ass hole," he insisted. "Suck it. Suck my ass hole."
Her tongue flipped along his ass crack. He thrilled to the sensation of her stabbing it right up his rectum. Her hand gripped his cock now and she was rhythmically pulling on his penis. He couldn't help marvel at the wonderful way she had with her hands. His balls tingled as her tongue stabbed up his rectum.
"Oh, wow!" he told her. "You don't know how good that feels. Keep it up."
The keen pleasure that she felt got her going.
"Suck my ass hole," he insisted. "Suck. Come on, baby, suck out my ass."
The thrilling excitement that he knew now had him aroused all the way.
"Eat my butt," he told her. "Suck on it. That's how you do it, darling. Suck my ass hole."
She continued penetrating up his rectum until she felt he was ready to explode in her mouth. She wanted to catch his load. Withdrawing her tongue, she flipped it smoothly back and forth across his hairy, swelling balls. Finally, she licked the underside of his shaft. She flipped to the sensitive glans portion of his penis. Sliding her mouth over his cock, she began sucking rhythmically. This really got him charged up.
"Eat me," he begged her anxiously. "Suck me. Ohhh, yes, yes. I love it."
Brad has given her one of the best times she'd ever had. She recognized that her husband couldn't shoot her a load like Brad had. This bothered her. She wondered if there was something wrong with him. She knew she would have to talk to him about it as she wasn't going to be short changed sexually speaking.
Pulling her mouth off Brad's penis, she complimented him.
"You know, love," she told him, "you really gave me one hell of a good time."
"Glad to hear that," Brad assured her. "It always makes me happy when I please. After all, I aim to please."
He looked at his cock. Then he looked up at her again.
"We've got to get a lot better acquainted, honey," he told her. "There are many games you and I can play."
She nodded.
"I used to be a Puritan. I wouldn't do anything. But finally my husband, Clint, got me unwound. And I haven't been the same since."
"Are you and Clint very close?"
"Yes, I guess you might say we are," she admitted candidly. "He says he thinks the world of me. However, there are times that I doubt him. I try my best to think well of him. However, he expects plenty."
At this point Brad was enjoying himself. He liked her bosoms and he enjoyed playing with them. He liked to massage one breast while he sucked on the other. She enjoyed this erotic feeling. All at once he was straddling her. He was slipping his long, hard penis between her bosoms. She enjoyed having him make love to her like this. It was erotic and exciting.
"Yes, Brad," she whispered enticingly. "Keep doing it to me, darling. I love it."
Her hands reached out to caress his ass cheeks. He appreciated this.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her anxiously, "we're really gonna have a good time."
He was wasting nothing now. He was determined that he was going to give her every kind of erotic kick he knew how.
"Now, baby, now," he whispered. "Entertain me."
He was only too happy to see her get her kicks this way.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "You really are."
She could see that he was getting aroused in this fashion. She couldn't help but wonder if he would continue this to climax. Brad did not leave her long to wonder. For his strokes became more intense as his pleasure increased.
"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "I love it. Play with my butt. Finger me."
At this point she parted his ass cheeks gently. Slipping her hand between his ass crack, she finally fingered him. Brad enjoyed this. He was pushing forward now with hard, driving movements.
"Yes, yes," he told her. "I love that. Keep doing it."
She continued getting him excited and he loved it.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "You're playing with me while I fuck you. I'm gonna make it quick."
He didn't have long to wait. A few more thrusts in this manner and he was there.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "I'm cuming."
Hot, white cum shot from his penis tip. She loved the feeling of his sticky, white cum on her body.
"Yes, Brad, yes," she whispered as he finished unloading.
It bothered her. For she wanted to suck him off.
"Let me lick it," she told him.
Even though she didn't like remainders, she was willing to accept it this time. For she had grown crazy over sperm. And she really liked the sperm that shot from Brad's penis tip.
He smiled proudly as he guided his long, hard penis into her mouth. She let him thrust forward. She could feel it slipping down her throat.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that."
He guided his cock as he deep-throat fucked her. For a moment she thought she would choke on his penis. However, she learned to accept it.
"Oh, yes, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Just like that."
Donna was delighted to give him this kind of kick. And when he finished shooting another wad of cum, she had to admit he was the best stud she had ever sucked off.
Pulling her mouth off his penis reluctantly, she told him what she thought of him.
"You're the greatest. You really are."
He was pleased to hear her talk this way.
"Thank you, love," he told her. "I'm glad you appreciate a good man."
She smiled as she looked at him. For Brad was telling her the truth. He was a good man. It was too bad, she reasoned, that she was stuck with Clint. However, he did provide well for her. Wouldn't it be wonderful, she thought to herself, if she could enjoy what Clint could do for her and yet play around? That would be the ideal situation. But she was certain that she wouldn't have any such luck. Usually, the men she dealt with expected everything.
After another drink she got dressed. She thanked him profusely.
CHAPTER THREE
When Clint came home that night, Donna tried to do everything in her power to appear loyal.
"Honey, I've been waiting for you all day," she told him. "You don't know how hot and bothered I've been."
Clint was surprised to hear his wife talk like this. However, he wasn't about to discourage her. For this was the way he wanted her to think.
"Is that right?" he told her. "Well, that's wonderful. And you'll be pleased to know I've been thinking of you. I've been waiting to jump in bed with you and try something."
"What?" she gulped nervously.
"There is this fellow, Chuck, at the office," he explained, "who has a mistress. This chick will let him do anything. I mean, she'll let him do it front ways, back ways, every way."
Donna looked at him angrily.
"I don't appreciate the thought of having you stick your pecker up my ass hole."
Clint frowned. She had instantly found out what he was talking about. And her response was anything but positive.
"Now honey," he chided her, "you mustn't be like that."
"I'm sorry," she shook her head, "but I'm not gonna let you do everything you want to. I can't."
He listened to her but he knew very well that he had to take things into his own hands.
"Baby, if you'll just let me experiment with your ass hole, I'll be satisfied." She shook her head. "Experiment," she laughed. "I know what you'd do. You'd ram your old prick up there roughly. I'm just not gonna let you do it. You're not the gentle type." That bothered him.
"Oh, I'm not," he exclaimed. "Is that right?"
She was tempted to talk about her next-door neighbor, however, she thought she'd better keep that to herself. Even though she was certain Clint had played around, he nevertheless, has admitted it to her. So she thought she'd better take it easy.
"Maybe if you wanted to lick my ass," she said agreeably, "it would be all right. But fucking it and sucking it are two completely different things."
He laughed as he looked at her.
"I'm well aware of that," he assured her. "Now, baby, let's not be difficult. You need it and so do I. Okay?"
Finally, she relented.
"If you let me coat your cock with Vaseline," she nodded, "I'll let you try it. But just this once."
His eyes lit up as he contemplated the thrill that he would discover if he could plunge his penis into his wife's ass hole. It seemed absurd to Donna that Clint could be so perverse. It bothered and annoyed her.
But she tried not to get too uptight about it. She tried to be understanding, as difficult as it was.
She went to the bedroom with Clint following close behind. They both stripped.
"Let's take a shower together first," Clint suggested. "I would enjoy washing you off under the shower."
They got in the shower together after they'd undressed. It did feel good to have the water splashing over her naked body, she thought. It also felt good to have Clint's hands gently massaging the soap all over her. Finally, he let the soap slide to her vagina. He didn't hesitate to entertain himself in that manner. Plunging the soap into her pussy, he fucked her with it.
"That must be a first," she laughed. "A soap fuck."
Clint laughed as an idea lit up in his mind.
"Maybe we should invent penis soap," he suggested. "We could make a fortune. It would be a revolutionary soap. You could clean out your pussy while you're getting fucked. How about that?"
She laughed as she thought of it.
"Now, baby," he told her, "turn around and give me a demo run. I'll soap out your ass."
She turned around and bent over. The soap slipped into her ass hole. She enjoyed the feeling of the soap sliding in her ass crack.
"That feels super," he told her. "It really does."
She was becoming more aroused every moment.
"Now, baby," he told her, "Let's have some fun. All you have to do is let me enjoy your body."
He threw his arms around her. It did feel strange and pleasurable to have his soapy, slippery body pressing against hers as the shower water fell on both of them. He kissed her passionately. This pleased her. However, she knew it was all a prelude to an act that she despaired.
Pulling back, he wasted no time. He gave her the soap. He let her wash him off. She really got a charge out of this.
"Now," he told her, "wash my balls as well as my cock. Enjoy yourself."
She soaped him down. He got a big charge out of it. Then she soaped out his ass as well.
When they had washed off and got out of the shower, they dried each other off completely. Going into the bedroom, she was in a gala mood.
"Anything you want to do is all right with me," she told him. "Go ahead, honey."
She stretched out totally naked on the bed. Her husband felt as if he had to excite her every way he knew how. His tongue flipped from her curvaceous ass to her pussy. Then he licked up to her breasts. He sucked on both bosoms. She enjoyed the marvelous feeling of his tongue whipping around her breasts.
"Ohhh, baby," she told him, "when you're like this, you drive me ape. I love it."
Now he was getting her ready for what he wanted to do. Reaching up, Clint pulled down a couple of pillows. He placed them under Donna's behind. Then he let his hands grip her ass cheeks. He held her up so it would be convenient for him to slip and slide his tongue along her ass crack.
Donna was delirious with erotic delight as Clint's hot tongue pumped around her rectum. She could hardly wait for that exalted moment when he would stiffen his tongue and stab it right into her.
"Yes, baby, yes," she begged eagerly, "I love it when you do that. Keep it up."
Clint wasted no time. His hot tongue surged inside of her. She loved the erotic arousal that this was generating. The thrills were coming thick and fast now. His hot tongue stabbed into her in regular movements. She could imagine how exciting it would be to have his penis plunging up her ass hole. However, one thing distracted her from the pleasure she contemplated. Fear. Fear raised its ugly head as Clint finally prepared to mount her. But first she coated him with Vaseline. She was going to get him ready.
"You promised me I could coat your cock before you used it up my ass hole," she reminded him. "How about it?"
He nodded agreeably.
"Sure," he smiled as he watched Donna perform the Vaseline ritual on his penis.
It didn't take her long to get it sticky. Once he was ready for it, he could hardly wait to experiment with her.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "get on all fours. I'll get behind you and give you a fuck up your ass hole you will not soon forget."
She watched as he got ready. He told her he wanted her to bend over. He went over to the dresser first and adjusted the mirror. Apparently, she reasoned, he wanted to see his slippery penis plunging up her curvaceous ass hole.
Now Clint gripped her buttocks. With a savage thrust forward, he forced his long, hard shaft up her rectum.
"Twist your tail for me," he told her eagerly. "That's how it's done. Come on, baby, fuck it."
With determination and drive, he rode his long, hard penis right up her rectum. She enjoyed the delightful sensation this was creating. She twisted her ass back and forth. Every twist provided more pleasure for Clint's penis. He continued plunging it right up her rectum.
"Fuck me," he begged, "fuck me. Push back. Cooperate with me, honey."
Difficult as it was, Donna tried to cooperate with Clint. She wanted him to enjoy it. She looked back to observe the expression on his face. It pleased her. For it was one of complete lust. His jaw hung slack and his eyes were glazed with erotic delight as he savagely fucked her behind.
Gripping her ass cheeks, he squeezed them. Then he built up his tempo. He was thrusting harder now than ever before.
"Oh, baby, you're beautiful," he exclaimed. "That's the way I like it. Now you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With penetrating, hard cock stabs he continued thrilling her. She loved the erotic excitement this was creating.
'"Yes, yes," he cried excitedly, "now you're doing it. That's the way. Fuck, fuck it."
With deep, hard strokes he went on thrusting. She was so excited at this point she was twisting in every direction.
"Fuck me," he begged her, "fuck me."
Using her ass muscles in a vise-like grip, she pulled in his penis like quicksand.
"Ohhh, baby, that's beautiful," he told her. "That's how I like it. Now you're really doing it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With deep, hard strokes, he went on sliding into Donna's ass hole. She loved it. She was getting more turned on every moment.
"Yes, baby, yes," she begged him, "sock it to me. I want it. Every fucking inch of it. Fuck me."
With determination, he rammed it to her. At this point he realized he was missing out on something. He could reach under Donna and feel of her pussy. Letting his hands wander to her vagina, he slid two fingers in. He began using his fingers in a penis style. She loved the effect.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me. "Oh, I love it when you finger fuck my pussy and you let your dick slide up my ass. Come on, screw it off."
They were both sweating now. What had begun as a simple ass fuck had developed into a wild time. They were giving vent to all of their lusts. It was the great moment. He had long tried to get his wife to agree to such an act. However, Donna was fearful and had always put him off. But now she willingly accepted him.
"Ohhh, baby," she begged him, "I want to feel it. Every fucking inch of it. That's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
He went on stabbing his thick, long penis up her ass hole. She got more aroused every moment.
"Ohhh, I'm almost there," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, twist your ass."
Gyrating her hips, she gripped his penis tightly in her ass hole. His cock exploded. The hot, white cream streamed up her ass hole as he got his gun off.
"I'm hotter than a pistol tonight," he whispered. "Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. I love your ass hole. I'm gonna get you off, too."
At this point he went to work. He let his fingers effectively play with her clit. She got more and more aroused every erotic second.
"Yes, baby, yes," he panted as he went on fingering her pussy.
Donna was getting close to climax. It wouldn't be much longer before she was juicing. This was the exact erotic moment he wanted.
"Ohhh, I can't stand it," he told her. "Oh, baby, I'm shooting again."
Just as his penis tip shot another load of cum into her ass hole, he brought her there, too. His fingers were sticky with his cum as he finished fucking her vigorously.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted as he finished fucking her ass hole, "you're beautiful. Yes, you are."
Clint didn't pull his cock out of his wife's ass hole until he had finished shooting a thick, heavy load of cum. Ever so slowly, he finally withdrew.
As he lay beside her and looked up at her, he smiled triumphantly.
"We had a good time, didn't we, baby?" he grinned.
"You bet we did," she told him. "A real good time."
She wanted to tell him the truth. But she didn't know how to approach the subject.
"Do you think two people can love each other and still want to have sex with someone else?" Donna asked innocently.
Clint knew what she was hinting at. But he wondered why, after all these years of marriage, she would talk about it. He wondered if she was suspicious of what he' was doing. After all, he reasoned, she probably did have spies watching him all the time at the office.
"Why do you ask that question, my love?" he grinned at her.
"I don't know," Donna shrugged.
"Yes, you do," he smiled. "Maybe you found some man you want to bed down with."
A chill went through her. Had Clint ever detected that she had noticed the neighbor next door? This bothered her. Finally, she thought she would tell him the truth. But it would require a drink.
"Honey, would you like something to drink?" she asked him. "We got so steamed up fucking that I think I could use one."
Clint nodded. He was certain that his wife was going to have something interesting to tell him. Secretly, he knew he liked the double standard. He felt that men responded differently to sex. He was certain that a man required more sex than a woman. And he didn't like the thought of his paid piece of ass playing around.
After she'd had a couple drinks, her tongue began loosening.
"You don't have to worry about my responses," he insisted. "Just tell me the truth. I want to know everything just like it is."
"All right," Donna finally blurted. "I fucked the neighbor next door."
Clint's jaw dropped. His eyes blazed with anger and rage. He tried his best to conceal what he was feeling. But it was to no avail. Instantly, Donna caught on to his response.
"You hate me, don't you?"
Forcing a smile on his face, Clint replied coolly, "Why no. Tell me what this neighbor had that attracted you."
"His tongue," she told him.
"I see," Clint grinned. "Mr. Long Tongue lives next door. Apparently, he ate your pussy."
She nodded innocently.
"He said I had the most delicious box he ever sucked on," she told him.
"Yeah," Clint grinned, "what else did the fucker tell you?"
Donna thought she might as well make a clean breast of it.
"Honey, he was so gentle, compared to you," she said nervously.
'He was trying to make it easy on you, honey," he told her, "because he knows that you're private property. He should keep his. ass next door."
All at once she had to blurt out what she knew to be the truth.
"You've had sex with Betty. My spies at the office have told me how you've looked at girls' big boobs."
Clint knew she was telling the truth. Since he felt cornered and not certain of whether or not Betty had revealed to someone at the office their affair, he smirked instead of saying a word.
"Your silence speaks more than words," she told him. "You've fucked Betty."
Clint threw his head back and laughed.
"What if I have?" he insisted. "Isn't that a man's prerogative?"
She got to her feet.
"I'm liberated," she told him. "If you can have sex with somebody else, so can I, damn it.
That didn't wash well with Clint.
"I don't see it that way," he told her. "Man is different than women. No matter what these fern liberationists say, we are not identical in sexual appetites."
"I know what you're saying," she laughed. "You are saying that it's all right for a man to play, but it's wrong for a woman. I don't buy it."
Clint got to his feet. He walked over to Donna. He glared down at her.
"What did that fucker do to you?"
Looking up self-righteously, Donna replied, evenly, "He ate my pussy. Then he slipped his pecker between my tits."
Shaking his head, he laughed.
"Sounds like a high school kid making it for the first time."
Donna quickly assured him that was not the case.
"Now tell me, love, what did you do to him?"
"What you taught me," she explained. "I sucked his ass hole. You asked me to do that to you."
"But I didn't ask you to do it to the man who lives next door," he fumed. Donna figured they both needed another drink.
"It isn't a drink that I need now," he told her. "I think it's a divorce."
CHAPTER FOUR
The very next day Donna slept in. She deliberately took sleeping pills so she wouldn't wake up.
Clint burned his toast and he never could fix a good cup of coffee. Finally, he decided he would stop at the restaurant in the office building where he worked for some breakfast.
He was late to work and his boss called him in.
"Why are you late today, Clint?" he asked disgustedly.
"Problems," he responded.
"Don't let your personal problems interfere with your work," he told him. "I won't allow it."
Clint immediately knew what he was talking about. He decided that he would be cautious.
"By the way," his boss chided him, "I don't want you taking such long noon-hour breaks with Betty."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Clint covered himself quickly.
"Yes, you do," he told him. "Betty got loaded last night and told a girl friend. It got back to me this morning."
Realizing that he was trapped, Clint quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry," he told him. "I really am. It just happened once. It'll never happen again."
"It happened more than once," the boss told him flatly, "and you bet your ass it won't happen again. If it does, you're out of here."
Clint got the point.
A couple of hours later his wife Donna was just awakening. Donna was so upset that when her mother called she didn't care to talk.
"If it's marital problems," her mother went on, "I know the perfect man for you to go to. It's a Mr. Robinson. He's in a downtown office building and my girl friend, Clarinda, has been to him. She says that he can give super suggestions that keep a marriage glued together."
"Thank you, mom," she said. "I've got to go now."
"You aren't drinking, are you, dear?" her mother asked earnestly.
"Not today," she said. "I just wish I did have somebody to drink with. It's no fun to drink alone."
She hung up on her mother and fixed some breakfast for herself. She got thinking about going to a marriage counselor. Perhaps that would be the answer. She checked in the phone book and found the name for Jerome Robinson. She called him up and his secretary informed her due to a cancellation she could come in and see him that very afternoon. She was pleased at the opportunity to discuss her situation.
Going to Mr. Robinson's office afforded Donna the opportunity to unload the burden that was on her heart and mind.
"Mr. Robinson," she began nervously, "I used to be a Puritan. I would not let my husband have the perverse things sexually speaking that he wanted."
Mr. Robinson, who was a nice-looking, middle-aged man, sat on the edge of the desk and glanced down at Donna. She could see that he was looking at her cleavage and trim ankles and beautiful legs. He felt as though he would like to go to bed with her himself. He began giving her his opinions so that she might come to that conclusion on her own.
"Not a thing wrong with a man or woman playing around," he told her. "As long as you level with each other. It's sort of a marital arrangement."
Finally, she blurted out the truth.
"My next-door neighbor was so handsome," she confessed, "that I went over and introduced myself. Before I knew what was happening, I was in bed with him."
"Either he's a very fast operation, or you are," he grinned.
"Maybe we both are," Donna said, showing a little leg.
Jerome Robinson was certain that she was trying to put the make on him.
"Frankly, my dear," he told her, "I don't think there would be anything wrong with us getting together."
"You are very appealing, Mr. Robinson," she told him, "but I don't know what I could teach you."
"Let me find out," he said as he began unzipping his fly.
As Donna saw him pull out his huge, thick penis, she decided that it might be worth a try.
"Come over here," he asked her, "and let me see what you can do with my cock."
Donna went over to where he was. She reached in and pulled out his balls.
"Let it all hang out, as the saying goes," she smiled.
She gave a couple of quick strokes to his pecker, and he complimented her.
"Good hand action," he told her. "I'm sure that you could satisfy me if you wanted to."
She laughed as she looked up at him.
"That would be unfaithful," she told him. "But I would try not to disappoint you, I'm sure."
He was pleased that she expressed such confidence in his opinion. He gripped her head and guided her down over his long, hard penis.
"Let's see what you can do giving me a blow job," he told her. "Then I can tell you whether or not you are capable of satisfying your husband in this delightful, erotic manner."
Jerome Robinson held her pinned over his penis. He fucked her face with hard, deep strokes. She was enjoying it immensely.-
"Ohhh, that feels good," he told her. "I really like that. Keep it up."
With hard, penetrating stabs he continued stimulating her. She was enjoying it now.
"Yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on."
Her tongue twirled around the tip of his cock. He loved the sensation of her tongue sliding around his penis tip.
"Yes, baby," he told her, "I love that sensation. Keep it up."
She was determined that she was going to provide him with all of the erotic excitement that he could stand.
"Suck on my cock," he told her, "suck it, baby. That's what I want you to do. Come on, sweetheart, suck it."
With hard, deep strokes, he went on thrusting it in her.
"A little throat fucking," he told her, "never hurt anybody. Look what it did for Linda Lovelace."
Letting his huge, long shaft slide down her throat, he thrilled her. Donna felt his big, hairy balls riding on her chin as he fucked her face without mercy.
Grasping her head, he held her in place.
"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "you're gonna love it. I'm almost there."
He continued plunging his long, hard penis down her throat. She almost choked on his cock. Finally, he had the courtesy to pull it out so he could let his sperm spill in her mouth.
"I'm aiming," he exclaimed. "Oh, suck. Suck it out. That's what I want you to do."
He pulled his penis to her mouth, allowing her the opportunity to suck the cream out of his cock.
Sucking smoothly on his long, male member, was a delight and pleasure for her.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, suck it all out."
The fabulous sensations that were being provided in her moist, warm mouth had him going. Her hands clasped his ass cheeks. She squeezed his buttocks as she sucked him off.
Once she had finished pleasing him, he was so impressed with what she could do that he wanted to demonstrate what he could do.
He was glad that he'd locked the door right after she'd entered. But he felt now that the next step in her sexual training course would require some time. Picking up his phone he called his secretary.
"Miss Thornbury," he told her, "I'm going to be tied up for the next hour or so. I'm going into a conference session with one of my clients."
From his fumbling, nervous way, Miss Thornbury concluded that he was once more enjoying sex with one of his clients. It had become a typical custom for him to do this with women that he felt strongly attracted to. Miss Thornbury disapproved, but she needed to make a living.
He insisted that Donna remove all of her clothes.
"It helps me to see a woman's body when I'm giving her counseling," he told her. "And I can see what your strong points are and what your weak points are."
When Donna had removed her bra, he complimented her quickly.
"You have two strong points right there," he told her. "Yes, my dear. Men love to suck on the breasts. You should entice them by playing with them. That will get them in the spirit of it."
Donna let her hands swing under her breasts. Immediately, she played with her nipples.
"Ohhh, that's fun," he told her. "You really know how to do it."
The erotic pleasure that he was deriving from this kind of activity had him aroused and stimulated.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I like what you're doing."
Then he undressed her the rest of the way himself. He gazed fondly at her naked crotch. He got to his knees and in a worshipful attitude pulled her pussy to him. His tongue instantly flipped up and down her clit.
"Ohhh, Mr. Robinson," she panted, "that's beautiful."
It disturbed him to have her call him Mr. Robinson. Pulling his tongue out of her clit, he looked up at her.
"I think we know each other well enough now, that you can call me Jerome."
"Yes, Jerome," she exclaimed. "Suck my pussy. Please, suck me."
Jerome wasted no time in licking her vagina now. He flipped his tongue vigorously in and out in a smooth, rhythmic movement.
"Eat me, Jerome," Donna begged, "eat me."
Her pussy tasted delicious to him. His hot tongue whipped around inside of her. He was eager to bring her to a sticky climax. Nibbling at her clit, he knew that he soon would have her gushing.
"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered enticingly, "I love it."
Passionately he went on licking at her vagina. This had her to the point where she was ready to juice.
"Ohhh," she groaned excitedly, "that's beautiful. Oh, baby, I love it."
It didn't take long for him to bring her to a climax. As her pussy juices flowed freely, he sucked her. She enjoyed the exciting, thrilling tongue movements that he was providing at this moment.
When Jerome finished, he pulled his tongue out of her. He had a hard-on again.
"My husband tells me I'm a pretty good ass fuck," she told him.
"Interesting," Jerome said, "very interesting. Many women will not allow their husbands this particular erotic delight. I'm happy to hear that you are broad minded. May I glimpse your ass?"
Donna was impressed with his attitude. She turned around and let him look at her curvaceous ass cheeks.
"I can see why your husband-likes to fuck it," he told her. "I would love to myself."
"Would you really, Mr. Robinson?" she smiled excitedly.
A frown creased his forehead.
"I said I want you to call me Jerome."
"I'm sorry, Jerome," she smiled, like a small child. "You can stick it up my ass if you want to. Of course, you mustn't tell my husband. And I don't want you to tell the next-door neighbor."
"You don't have to worry about me," he told her. "I will take care of you."
She was thrilled with this opportunity to demonstrate her skill and proficiency at sodomy.
Now he undressed himself. He pulled out a sofa bed that provided a perfect place for him to make it with her in this unique manner.
She got in the middle of the bed and watched as he applied KY to his cock.
"This is the only way to get a good ass fuck," he told her. "It's slippery. It'll slide in smoothly. Mark my words."
It was amazing how much he knew about the important things of life. Donna was glad that her mother had recommended him. For he was proving to be a marvelous sexual counselor.
As he mounted her ass he complimented her once more.
"You are a marvelous woman," he told her, "and it's a pleasure and an honor and a privilege to stick my pecker up your hot, tight ass hole."
"How do you know it'll be tight?" she asked him.
"Well, if you only let your husband and your next-door neighbor fuck your ass hole, it's bound to be tight," he told her. "Now, sweetheart, just relax as I do the rest."
Jerome clasped her bare bottom. Slowly he eased his thick, long cock between her ass cheeks. He rammed it forward with a driving, hard thrust.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck it real good."
Passionately plunging his penis into her ass hole, he got her more and more aroused.
"Now you're doing it," he told her.
"Fuck!"
With determination and force he went on stabbing his long, hard penis up her ass. She enjoyed it immensely. She twisted her ass to add to his pleasure. Jerome reached around and played with her breasts.
"My husband, Clint,-likes to finger my pussy when he fucks my ass hole," she told him.
He didn't like being told anything.
"I was coming to that a little later," he told her. "Don't worry your pretty head about that. I know what I'm doing."
Jerome really did. For his slippery, long cock plunged rhythmically right up her ass hole. She twisted around in new-found pleasure. She was enjoying it intensely now.
"Sock it to me," she told him. "I want it."
The intensity of her request pleased and excited him. He rammed forward now in a hard, slamming, driving motion. Her body quivered with erotic excitement as his fucking stabs continued.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "this is the way I like it. Twist your tail. Now you're doing it."
At the same time Jerome reached under her. He fingered her pussy as he continued slipping his long, hard dagger dick up her ass.
Jerome's balls bounced on her buttocks as he fucked her furiously. He was coming close to climax. He wanted to make it a mutual orgasm. He figured this would be something that he could do that perhaps her husband and her next-door neighbor had not achieved.
Using his fingers effectively, he pinched on her clit. Then he flicked his fingers back and forth. He could tell from her response which action she enjoyed the most. His penis continued sliding smoothly up her ass hole. Then when he felt her moistening, he figured it was time for him to get his gun off, too.
With hard, deep strokes he went on thrusting.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck. Oh, yes, baby. Fuck it. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Fuck off!"
Just as her pussy juiced, his cock exploded up her ass hole.
"Right on target," Jerome panted as he pumped it up her ass a few more times.
Slowly he withdrew from her behind. He got to his feet and looked at his watch.
"I have another appointment," he told her. "I hate to hurry you off, my dear, but I'm a very busy man as you can see." She got dressed.
"How much will that be?" she asked him.
"That'll be fifty dollars for the hour," he told her.
She felt hurt and slighted.
"I thought it would be a trade-off," she told him. "I don't think that's fair."
Jerome Robinson was outraged.
"I gave you a bargain-basement special in an ass fuck," he told her. "That takes a lot out of a man. I was teaching you the way to please your husband. For that, I get paid."
She didn't like it. Nevertheless, she wrote a check quickly.
"Now if you'd get dressed quickly," he told her as he hastily made up the sofa bed, "I can see my next client."
She got dressed as quickly as she could. When she got home she called her mother.
"I went to Mr. Robinson," she said grimly.
"Wasn't he wonderful?" her mother asked in a quivery voice, indicating how impressed she was with his talents.
"He charged me fifty bucks," she exploded.
"Honey," her mother insisted, "it's worth it. Your father never fucked me like he did."
It disgusted her to think that her mother would stoop to such a thing. She hung up the phone.
It seemed as if everywhere she turned people were immoral and indecent. She was trying in vain to do the right thing.
Stepping outside to water the lawn, she noticed her next-door neighbor. A moment or two later, Brad stepped out.
"Hi, Donna," he called out to her.
It was strange how she had gotten angry at him, but when she looked at him she felt different.
"Hi, Brad," she exclaimed.
Brad made no bones about the fact that he wanted to get together with her again.
"Could you drop over for a drink?"
"I really shouldn't," Donna shook her head.
She hadn't been decisive enough to get him to stop asking her.
"Oh, come on," Brad told her, "you can't work all the time."
"That's true," Donna agreed. "I really should take ten."
Going over to his place she sipped her drink slowly.
"Brad, what would you think of me if I told you something I did?"
"That depends," he told her.
"I went to a marriage counselor to try to save my marriage. Instead, the good-for-nothing counselor fucked me up the ass hole."
He burst out laughing.
"Honey, he gave you the shaft in more ways than one," he told her. "You could have come over here and you wouldn't have had to pay me a penny. I'd have fucked your ass and told you how to save your marriage, too."
She laughed.
"All I got out of that is a sore ass. I'm sorry I ever went near him. My mother recommended him."
At that point Brad made no bones about what he was feeling.
"Every time I look at you," he told her, "I get horny."
"Am I that erotic?" Donna asked innocently.
"I'm afraid you are," he told her. "Your body sends sexual thrills up and down my spine. My cock quivers, my balls tingle."
"Do I do all of that to you?"
Brad nodded.
"Maybe I should become a porno picture star," she suggested glibly.
"You'd be a big hit if you wanted to be one," he told her. "I'm certain of that."
"That's the sweetest thing anybody ever said to me," Donna said.
"If you want to express your thanks with more than words," he told her, "maybe you could slip between the sheets with me for half an hour."
Donna smiled agreeably.
"Yes, Brad," she told him, "why not? My philandering husband has been playing around fro years. Now I feel liberated. I feel free. Damn it, I don't need to pay any money to a fucking counselor. Let's free fuck."
Flinging her arms around him, she pressed her lips against him passionately. Brad was eager to have a demonstration of what she could do in bed. He felt that he could teach her some erotic tricks that might please her husband.
"Now it's important," Brad told her, "that you never let on to your husband that I'm teaching you these things. He might come over here with a butcher knife in the middle of the night and try to kill me."
"What a grim idea," she told him. "Really!"
Once they were bare-ass naked, Brad began suggesting ways in which they could get together.
"I'd like to have you on top," he told her. "I'd like to have your ride my cock."
"What a marvelous suggestion," she told Brad. "My husband, Clint, never suggested that once. He has no fucking imagination."
He stretched out on the bed. She stroked his cock a couple of times and then sucked on it a moment or two. She knew she would have a great time fucking her next-door neighbor.
CHAPTER FIVE
Donna discovered there was a great deal of pleasure in riding Brad's penis. She gently eased her pussy down over his long, hard shaft. She thrilled to the sensation of his thick cock slipping into her vagina. Throwing her arms out she begged him, "Fuck me. Fuck me good."
He plunged his cock into her with rapid-fire strokes. She loved every moment of it.
"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically. "Fuck me. I want it."
The erotic thrills that she felt surging through her body had her shaking.
"I need it," she panted as he fucked her. "That's how I want it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With deep thrusts he went on fucking her. She felt her body sweating now as he came close to climax. She enjoyed this sensation enormously.
"Yes, baby, yes," she begged him frantically. "Fuck, fuck it."
He was eager to satisfy her carnal lusts. He tweaked her hot nipples as he inserted his penis in regular, piston-precision movements. Her vagina muscles instinctively clasped his cock as he forcefully fucked her. Passionately she pushed up and down on his penis.
"I love riding your cock," she exclaimed excitedly. "It's the only way to make it. Fuck me."
He continued stimulating and arousing her in this unique manner. She loved every moment of it.
With determination he continued thrilling as he thrust into her. She was getting so excited now she was panting.
"More, baby," he told her. "That's how it's done. Now you're doing it. Fuck it."
His wild cock stabs continued. She could hardly stand it now.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's how I like it. Keep it up."
He was aroused now all the way. Her hips twisted as she finished him off. Hot sperm juice spurted into her pussy and she gripped his cock and squeezed it once more.
Pulling off Brad, she looked at him. She shook her finger.
"You're a bad boy, Brad," she told him. "You like to fuck too much."
Brad patted her ass cheeks.
"Would you mind if I finished off with an ass fuck?" he suggested.
She shook her head.
"All right, if you want to," she finally agreed.
She got on her stomach. Brad pulled her ass up so he could slip it to her.
"My pecker is slippery from our love juice," he told her. "I can slide it in easy. Don't worry about it."
With a deep,-forward thrust he stabbed into her ass hole. She twisted her ass as he squeezed her buttocks. She enjoyed the feel of his hands clasping her buttocks as he fucked her vigorously.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it."
With determination and zest he kept his penis plunging into her ass hole. She loved the erotic arousal that his cock stabs were creating.
"Yes, yes," she cried anxiously, "I love it. Keep doing it, Brad. I want it."
He continued sliding it into her. She was getting so aroused that she wanted him to finger her.
"Reach around, honey," she suggested, "and finger my pussy. I want that."
Brad reached around and found her pussy. He let his finger slip up and down her clit. She enjoyed this, too. The hard, deep stabs had her twisting around. She was so excited she was trembling.
"Ohhh," Brad groaned in delight, "I love it when you do it like that. Now you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Passionately, his penis slid into her. She continued gyrating and twisting her ass for him.
"Hang tight, honey," he told her excitedly, "I'm almost there."
Finally his cock exploded. Hot, white cream surged up her ass hole.
"Milk my dick," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just like that."
Her ass muscles seized his cock and took his penis for a trip. He enjoyed the erotic arousal of her movements. He thrust in a few more times and finally slowly slid out.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you're beautiful. I've really enjoyed screwing your ass hole."
Glancing at the clock, she knew it was time that she got back to her husband.
"I've got to get dinner for my dear, devoted husband," she said with mock sincerity.
"He's not very devoted, is he?" Brad asked Donna frankly.
She shook her head sadly.
"Why are men like that?"
Brad glanced down at his crotch.
"There's your answer," he said. "Right between my legs. It isn't that men want to be disloyal, it's that they feel this itch in their balls and they've got to satisfy it. It is as simple and complex as that."
She smiled as she reached over and caressed his cock.
"That's where it all begins, isn't it, baby?"
She got dressed and was home when her husband came home. He brought a friend from the office home with him.
"Honey, I thought you wouldn't mind if I brought Andy home tonight for dinner."
As she looked at Andy she almost wished she could have him for dinner. He was a handsome, young, broad-shouldered stud who looked as though he'd like to jump in bed in a minute's notice. Andy smiled at her and instantly noticed what an attractive body she possessed.
"Pleased to mee you, Donna," Andy nodded.
"Pleasure," she smiled back at him.
After dinner and when they were drinking, she understood what Clint was up to.
"Andy, did you ever go to any orgies?"
"I like to go to orgies," Andy admitted, "but I haven't had many invitations lately. If you know anybody who is interested in orgy action, I would like to join them."
At that point Clint was giving his wife high signs. She shook her head and shrugged.
"Andy, are you trying to tell me something?" she demanded.
"I would really enjoy getting acquainted with you with my tongue," Andy said, opening his mouth and wiggling his tongue.
"I read you," she replied. "It's all right, if my jealous husband won't go insane if we're making out together."
Immediately he laughed.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "you know I never get jealous. I have a nice disposition."
She laughed as she looked up at him.
"The hell you have," she told him. "If anything, I think that you have the most jealous disposition I've ever seen."
Andy began nervously lighting a cigarette.
"I'm not trying to push anything," he told them both. "I mean, I was just offering the services of an eight-inch cock in case either of you would like to get involved."
At that point Clint bristled.
"I hope you're not talking about getting involved with me," he shrugged. "I mean, just my wife."
Andy snuffed out his cigarette and glared at Clint.
"Don't take anything for granted, Clint," he told him. "I am only interested in fucking your wife."
Relieved that he was normal, Donna suggested, "Why don't we all undress? I think people feel so much better when they are running around bare-ass naked."
On that they both agreed. "All right," Andy told her, "why don't we strip?"
The three of them went into the bedroom. It didn't take Clint long to get his clothes off. Andy was the next to follow. Finally, Donna removed her clothes.
"My, but you look good enough to eat," Andy said, "and that's what I'd like to do. Maybe your husband can fuck your face while I eat your snatch. How does that grab you, Clint?"
Clint nodded agreement.
"Sounds mighty decent to me, partner," he told him.
He was happy that Clint was so agreeable. For he didn't want to be difficult.
"Now, let's have a good time," he suggested. "All of us. We can watch in the mirror while we're doing it. By the way, I think some good, hot, rock music would help us all."
Clint made it a point to put on some rock music. And then he went to work.
"I'm gonna feed you my pecker, honey," he told her, "and I want you to give me a good suck job."
Straddling his beautiful wife, he brushed his buttocks back and forth across her bosom. He was getting ready now to feed her his cock. She looked up at him adoringly.
"All right, love," she smiled, "Let's get set for a good time."
It wasn't going to be much longer now before she got exactly what she wanted. She wanted his big penis plunging in her face. She wanted to feel it sliding down her throat.
As he rubbed his round ass cheeks over her soft bosoms, she thrilled to the sensation. He gripped his cock and she opened her mouth. Slipping it into her mouth, he felt her tongue lick the tip of it.
"That feels fantastic," he told her. "Keep it up. That's just the way I like it."
They were both getting aroused at this point. Closing her eyes, Donna let Clint slide his thick, long penis in her mouth. She sucked on the sensitive glans portion of his penis. Letting her tongue slide and glide all around the head of it, she kept him intrigued. At the same time she toyed with his testicles, just as he told her to. But what she enjoyed even more was the erotic pleasure that she derived from gripping his ass cheeks. She liked to squeeze his ass cheeks and feel his flexing ass muscles as he slowly fucked her face. Appreciating the fact that Clint wasn't trying to get his gun off instantly, she sucked slowly, too.
Now she could feel Andy down around her crotch. Andy always enjoyed eating pussy. He liked it most when he could lick all around a woman's hot pussy hole and stick his tongue in her ass hole first. That always got them wild and wiggling.
Raising her up, he let his tongue slide along her ass crack. Finally, he plunged his tongue right up her rectum. She thrilled to the sensation of his tongue slipping up her ass hole.
Now she was eager for him to slip his tongue into her pussy. She wanted to feel him lashing against her clit.
"Yes, yes," she begged him, "do that, baby. I love it."
He was eager to arouse and stimulate her any way he knew how. His hot tongue whipped all around inside of her. She loved this erotic sensation.
"Lick it," she told him. "Go ahead, honey, lick."
Fascinated by the delicious pleasure of eating her pussy, he continued. But it was bothering Clint that his wife had taken her mouth off his penis to tell him how to suck her vagina.
"Don't ever do that," he warned his wife. "You might have pulled your mouth off my penis when I was just ready to spill my seed."
Pulling her mouth off his cock, she apologized.
"I'm sorry," she said slyly.
Clint knew what she was doing. She was deliberately torturing him. Shrugging, she pulled his penis back into her mouth and began her suck job all over again.
Now Clint thought he would get even. He felt if she had the nerve to pull a stunt like that, he had the nerve to shove it down her throat real hard.
"You're gonna get it," he told her, "and get it good."
Grasping his wife's head, he plunged his long, hard cock down her throat roughly. For a second, Donna thought she would choke on his penis. She was completely distracted by the rough way he was sliding his cock down her throat, she didn't even notice the super job that Andy was doing on her pussy.
This disturbed Andy. He liked to have his sexual performances appreciated. Now
Andy glanced upward. He wanted to see how Clint was doing it. He observed Clint had his thick, long cock slipping way down her throat. She could hardly breathe. The big balls rode her chin as he lewdly fucked her.
"I'll eat your pussy now," Andy smiled, as he went back to sucking on her vagina.
Grapping her ass cheeks he let his tongue slip back and forth. She really enjoyed the way that he was demonstrating how much pleasure he could derive from her. He fingered her ass hole as he continued his tongue stabs. It wouldn't be much longer until he brought her there.
"Suck it off," Clint panted as his wife got his cum load.
He had pulled from her throat so he could shoot his wad in her mouth. Greedily she sucked his long, hard cock. This was exactly what he knew he needed.
Withdrawing his slippery cock from her mouth, he watched his buddy Andy eating her. Andy was happy now. For he was the center of attention. As Clint sat on the edge of the bed, Donna figured she would let her husband see her turn on with another man. She was pleased to throw her legs over Andy's shoulders. Grasping Andy's head, she pumped her pelvis forward. Andy let his tongue slide back and forth as he ate her. She was getting a big charge out of this now and so was he.
"Keep it up," he told her, "that's how it's done."
Andy sucked hard. He licked her velvety vagina walls and probed with the tip of his tongue. He nibbled her clit. And he sucked on it. That brought her around. Her hot pussy juices flowed freely as he pressed his lips tightly against her and sucked hard.
His erotic tongue movements were exhilarating and thrilling to her. She let out moans of erotic pleasure as he finished sucking her vagina.
When he pulled off, his cock was hard. He knew he had to fuck her and fuck her fast.
"Clint, I hope you don't mind if I screw your wife now?" he suggested.
Clint looked at him.
"You fuck her ass hole and I'll fuck her pussy," he suggested. "A good old double fuck."
Andy's eyes opened wide. "Will you let me?" he asked her anxiously. "I would love to." Donna didn't take long to answer.
"I would love to," she assured him.
Now she hastily got off the bed so she could get the Vaseline to coat Andy's penis. Andy waited for her to completely cover his cock with the slippery substance.
"I can finger your ass hole, too," he suggested.
With great dedication, Andy prepared her behind with his finger. Now they got on the bed and positioned themselves. She was in the middle. Now they were ready for action.
Andy quickly got behind her, letting his huge cock slide smoothly into her ass hole. At the same time he was eager to have his buddy get on the other side.
Momentarily, Clint hesitated. It got him jealous and disgusted just thinking about it. Finally, Clint got beside his wife. He eased his penis into her pussy. With a forceful jab forward, he began fucking her. Now the three of them were going at it hot and heavy.
"Fuck me," Donna begged anxiously, "fuck me."
With determination he rammed it into her. She thrilled to the exciting sensation of his big cock slamming into her.
Clint could feel Andy's cock slipping into her ass hole. Only a thin sheath of flesh divided them.
"You're fucking too fast," Andy told Clint. "Slow down, partner."
Clint laughed. He could see the humor of the situation. He slowed the tempo of his cock stabs. Donna told him she was pleased.
"That's it, darling," she smiled. "Not too fast. Make it last."
Donna brushed her bosoms against her husband's chest. She could see the look of jealousy surfacing in his eyes and this gave her a double delight. She wiggled her ass plenty, to give Andy a good tail fuck.
"You're beautiful," And told her. "You really are. I love screwing you."
She was pleased that he seemed to be deriving such a great deal of pleasure fucking her.
"That's the way I like it," she told him. "Fuck!"
He was driving into her now with hard, rapid-fire cock stabs. Donna reached down and gripped Clint's ass cheeks. She squeezed his bare bottom as he fucked her hard. Clint appreciated the fact that she was cooperating in every way she knew how.
"You're beautiful, baby," he told her. "Ohhh, honey, this is fun."
He was pleased that his wife wanted to perform expertly. And he was doing all in his power to give her a good time.
Now they were fucking up a storm.
"I'm almost there," And panted as he pumped it up her ass. Just keep twisting your tail."
Andy could never remember having a woman act as eager for sex as Donna was doing. Judging from the way her ass seemed to suck in his cock, she really enjoyed getting it Greek style.
"Fuck me," he begged. "Fuck."
He was ramming it now with firm, hard cock stabs. The big cock slipping up her ass hole plunged in up the hilt. Andy's balls bounced on her bare bottom. He was almost there. This was erotic action just as they understood it.
"Ohhh, keep that up," Andy begged, "I love it."
She went on twisting her ass for him as his penis exploded. His hot cum juiced flooded her behind. Seconds later, Clint picked up his beat. He plunged his penis roughly into her pussy. He felt himself exploding.
"Fuck off!" he panted as he got his gun off. "Fuck off!"
Andy continued thrusting his cock up her tight ass hole. He enjoyed the feel of her tight ass hole. He enjoyed the sensation of Clint's cock as it plunged in her pussy. He could feel every stroke. It was getting him hard again.
"Hey, I could make it again," Andy told her. "How about a double header, Clint?"
Not to be outdistanced, her husband nodded and smiled nervously. He hoped that he could perform as well as Andy. He realized Andy was a younger man. Actually, now he regretted bringing him home. Perhaps his wife would compare Andy's cock action with his.
The two men were pumping into her hard now. She loved all of the attention. She cried out for them both to fuck her good.
"Give it to me," she urged them. "I want to feel it. Fuck it."
With determination and zest, they gave her a hot fuck. She liked it slipping up her ass hole. She loved it plunging into her pussy. She also enjoyed being between them. For she could tell they were competing for her sexual favors. They had to prove something in her body. And she was determined that they were going to enjoy it as well.
"You've got a mechanical ass," he told her. "It just keeps swinging around, honey. It's beautiful."
She was pleased that he was getting such a charge out of her performance. She continued twisting around, giving him every pleasure she knew how.
"You're on, baby," he gasped as he thrust forward and his cock exploded.
She squeezed the juice out of his penis tip, while her husband tried to make it. It wasn't quite this easy for him to get it off. With a nervous smile, he looked at Andy. Andy knew what he was thinking. Andy knew that he felt inferior.
"You'll make it, old partner," Andy winked.
Clint wasn't quite so sure. However, he went on ramming with all of his might. He was pleased when he finally detected that he was getting harder.
"I'm almost there," he told her. "Hang tight, baby, I'll make it."
He continued pumping his penis into her pussy. Suddenly, his hot cum exploded.
"I'm there, baby," he smiled at her. "I made it."
Donna squeezed the cream out of his cock. She loved having both men sliding into her. Andy continued sliding his still-erect cock in her cum-slick ass hole.
"Ohhh, baby," she turned to tell him, "you really gave me a super fuck."
When Andy pulled out of her, he went to the bathroom and took a shower. She joined him. Clint waited until Andy stepped out of the shower.
"Wait for me, dear," he told his wife. "We'll shower together."
When they were showering together, Clint asked her a few questions.
"Did you enjoy him more than me?"
"What a morbid question for you to ask," she told him flatly.
"I mean it," he told her. "Did you enjoy having sex with him more than with me?"
"I know you meant it, dear," she assured him, "but I don't think it's a very nice thing for you to ask. Of course, I enjoyed having sex with you and him, too. Let's just say I enjoyed you both."
That wasn't enough for Clint.
"Who fucks better?"
Andy could hear Clint's loud voice. But he pretended he wasn't listening.
Finally, Donna looked up at him. With mock humor she smirked.
"Of course, you're the greatest."
CHAPTER SIX
When they got out of the shower, Clint suggested that if she cared to, she could suck on Andy's ass hole. Andy gulped nervously. "Now, Clint," he told him, "I wouldn't suggest that. You might get your wife angry."
"You don't know how wrong you are, he laughed. "My wife-likes to suck on a man's ass hole. Don't you, darling?"
Donna didn't enjoy Clint talking like this. She always thought that her passionate lovemaking was something sacred. She felt it was demeaning to discuss it in such crude terms.
"Darling," she smirked, "what's bothering you? Are you afraid you don't have the stud power that Andy does?"
Andy sensed that this could become a rather taut triangle and tried to calm her down.
"Sweetheart," he smiled, "you don't have to do anything you don't want to."
Getting to her feet, she walked naked over to where Andy was stretched out on a chair. She sat on the edge of the chair and reached down and began fumbling with his penis. He liked the way her hand massaged his cock.
"That feels real good," he told her. "Real good."
As she continued playing with his penis, she was bringing him to the point where he would be ready to satisfy her.
"All right, let's go over on the bed," he suggested, "and you can have great fun licking at my ass hole."
Andy didn't want to deprive her of any erotic entertainment. He thought it would be interesting if he got on all fours so he could glance over his shoulder and watch in the mirror on the dresser. He thought it would be an erotic sight to see her head buried between his buttocks as she licked his ass hole.
"All right," she whispered, "I'll give you a good tongue licking."
She was not afraid to provide him with the erotic arousal that he sought. Her hands gripped his ass cheeks as she let her tongue slip smoothly back and forth across his bare behind. He was enjoying this intensely.
"Suck on my ass," he told her. "Go ahead, darling. Lick it."
She was licking all around his ass hole and getting him more and more stimulated.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that."
Their passionate lovemaking continued. All of the sudden his long cock lengthened. It was obvious that having her tongue up his ass hole provided him with a new kind of thrill.
She alternated her tongue action. One moment she would be tongue fucking on Andy's ass hole and the next moment she would be licking all around the tight anal channel. Next, she would slip her tongue back and forth across his ass cheeks. She would squeeze one ass cheek while she licked the other. Andy enjoyed it intensely.
"Isn't my wife just great?" Clint smiled.
There was something sinister in the way Clint was looking at them both. Andy picked this up immediately. He didn't want Clint to go grab a gun and make a big fuss. Therefore, he was not eager to reply and act as if he was too turned on. Instead, he calmly nodded.
To his surprise, Andy observed Clint seemed to be getting an erection watching.
"Oh, that's just beautiful," Clint smiled as he reached for his cock.
Andy suddenly realized Clint must be a voyeur. Otherwise, he could never get a charge out of this kind of sex. It was obviously turning him on. His pleasure grew more keen as Donna's tongue vividly stabbed up his ass hole.
"Just like that," he exclaimed excitedly. "Just keep your tongue slipping in there. Wow!"
The erotic pleasure that she felt now was carrying her closer, ever closer, to a blinding climax.
"Baby," he whispered, "I love it. Do it just like that. Yes, baby, yes."
They were both enjoying themselves so much now that they could hardly stand it.
"Ohhh, honey," he told her, "I love it when you lick like that. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, lick it."
She was licking on his ass hole and now reaching around to grip his penis. She figured that he might enjoy having her pull on his cock while she effectively tongued out his ass.
"I like it," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, that's beautiful. Now you're doing it. Keep it up."
The keen, erotic pleasure that they felt at this point had them both on the brink of climax. For she was attaining a certan kind of perverse satisfaction out of seeing her husband watching. Strangely, he was getting a charge out of this, too.
"Suck his ass out," he called from the sidelines as he pumped on his penis.
Andy was eager to have her do something else. He thought it might be interesting if he lay on his back. He could imagine how exciting it would be to be able to watch her. It was one thing to glance over his shoulder and see it happening in the mirror. It would be another thing to glance down at his crotch and see her licking his behind.
"Donna," he suggested, "how would you like to let me lie on my back and you could tongue me out that way?"
Donna was glad to agree. She pulled her tongue out of his behind and let him roll over on the bed. He propped his buttocks up on a couple of pillows. He wanted to be in the proper position to make it easy for her to whip her tongue around his rectum.
He was both delighted and excited when her nimble tongue slid once more to his ass cheeks. Then she went on stabbing his ass hole with her tongue. He was so excited now that his balls tingled. His cock lengthened and she noted this. Gripping his cock, she suddenly pulled hard. As his balls swung upward with every stroke of her hand, she became more eager than ever to plant her mouth over his exploding cock.
Finally, she pulled her tongue out of his ass hole. She flipped her tongue smoothly back and forth across his large balls. Opening her mouth, she let his balls slip and slide inside.. Her tongue slide back and forth across his testicles, and finally, licked the underside of his shaft. And then she capped his cock with her mouth. She began sucking smoothly. He loved her rhythmic sucking movements.
"Suck me," he begged. "Suck me, Donna. Ohhh, that's wild."
Donna's hot, moist mouth was giving him the erotic excitement he sought so anxiously. He threw one leg over her shoulder and pressed his thigh against her cheek. She liked this intimacy. But what she enjoyed more than anything was having his manhood plunging down her throat. What could be more intimate?
Soon she would be having the exciting experience of tasting him. She could tell from the traces of sperm that was coming to his penis tip, that he was almost there.
"Suck it off," he whispered, "suck me, baby. That's-the way. Suck my cock. Suck it."
The intensity with which he begged her to suck on his male member, indicated to her just how thoroughly aroused he had become. She let her mouth slip over his penis head. She sucked hard.
"Eat it," he begged her anxiously. "Eat it."
His hot, white sperm load finally shot from the tip of his cock. She sucked vigorously. She loved the erotic excitement of his thigh pressing against her face as he shot his wad.
Donna was delighted to eat and suck him. Her husband was so excited now that he knew he had to get a blow job, too. Moving over to the bed he told her so.
"I'm next, Donna," he told her. "Pull your mouth off his pecker and suck on my cock awhile."
Realizing that Clint was her husband, she felt an obligation to suck his cock. Pulling off Andy's penis, with regret, she moved to Clint's cock. She was certain that Andy could have shot her another load of creamy cum if she had continued gently massaging and caressing his balls and sucking them.
Nevertheless, her husband was standing there now, begging her to blow him. She was not in the position to refuse him.
Gripping Clint's huge penis, she let her tongue slip over the tip of it. He always enjoyed seeing her pink, darting tongue as it licked and lashed at his cock head.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I go ape when you suck my pecker."
It was true. He always did become tremendously aroused when she would suck on his joint. She began massaging his balls. It was strange to do it as he stood there. Apparently, however, that's what he wanted. She figured she might as well finger his ass hole. Using the palm of her hand to massage his balls, she gently eased her index finger up Clint's rectum.
Clint enjoyed the sensation of her finger sliding smoothly up his ass hole. Reaching down, he gripped his wife's head. Suddenly, he plunged his penis forcefully into her face.
"Suck it off," he told her, "suck. Now you're doing it. Oh, you cock eater. Suck it off."
With intense and keen desire, he forcefully fucked her now. She was becoming more aroused and stimulated every moment.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Suck, baby, suck. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Come on, cock eater, suck it off."
She was more than willing to provide him with the excitement he sought. She sucked smoothly. He continued jabbing it into her mouth. His hand caressed her head as he held her in place.
"Eat it," he told her anxiously. "Suck me off. Blow me, baby."
She was happy to provide him with this strange, erotic pleasure. It was as if a fantasy had come to life for Clint. He enjoyed fucking.
She sucked on his huge shaft. It got him so excited that he could hardly stand it. His hot, sweet juice spurted in her mouth. It dripped from the corners of her mouth as she sucked.
"Eat me," Clint begged passionately. "Eat my dick stick."
When she finally slid off his cock, she looked up at him.
"Are you satisfied?" she asked with a heavy sigh.
That got Clint angry. He slapped her face.
"Are you being disrespectful of me?" he demanded.
"You ought to find out first before you slap my face," Donna said, as she put her hand to her cheek and gently massaged it.
"I think I'd better be going now," Andy said.
Donna got to her feet.
"Are you gonna let him bully me?"
Andy realized he was in a difficult triangle and there was no escaping that fact.
"Lay off her, Clint," he said evenly. "Yeah, and who's gonna make me?" Clint asked him frankly, as he bristled to attention with anger.
"I am, if you don't wise up," he told him. "You don't hit a lady. You understand?"
"Sure, I understand," Clint grinned, "so where's the lady?"
"I am your wife," Donna said disgustedly, "and I should be treated with some respect."
"You're a tramp," Clint snapped. "You've been going next door fucking around with that neighbor."
"Aren't you supposed to love your neighbor?" she winked.
"Not that way," her husband snapped. "That's why I brought Andy home. I figured as long as you were passing free fucks around he might as well get entertained, too."
Once more Andy felt drawn into a net. He wanted to escape, but there was no escape.
"Andy," Donna shook her head, "I apologize for my husband. He never could hold his liquor."
"You don't need to apologize for me," Clint said evenly. "I don't take back one word I've said. You are a slut."
Donna decided she would get even. She knew very well about his playing around.
"You, my love are a whore monger," she told him bluntly. "You take it any place you can. You're just like most men. You want a woman when you want her. No discretion. You just want to fuck whenever your prick gets a hard-on."
CHAPTER SEVEN
After Andy had gone and Donna was left alone with Clint, she told him her plans.
"I'm filing for divorce," she told him. "I'm going to say that you brought a man from the office home and both of you raped me."
Clint looked at her and his face flushed. "That's not true," he told her. "You wanted it. We didn't rape you."
"Tell it to the judge and an all-female jury," she smiled. "How do you like them apples?" Clint was furious.
"I'm not worried," she told him, "because I'm not afraid anymore. You have bluffed me for the last time, baby."
Clint recognized the situation that he was caught in. He knew very well what the score was. But he didn't know what to do about it.
"I ought to divorce you," he told her, "because you're no damned good."
"Honey," she reminded him, "you have played around for years. Finally, I'm free. So what if the next-door neighbor finds me attractive?"
That got him still more furious.
"And the neighbor next door to him might find you attractive, and the one farther down the street and farther down," her husband shrieked. "Where does it stop?"
"Where does it stop with you men?" she asked him. "Isn't there an old saying, any old port?"
"It's different," he retorted. "A man has physical needs a wife knows nothing about."
"Strange," she shook her head, "I can't hear you."
That night Clint slept on the sofa. The next morning Donna didn't get up to fix him breakfast. During the day she called her mother and asked her what she thought she ought to do.
"You poor darling," her mother told her. "I sent you to someone who could have taken care of you. Jerome Robinson is a marvelous lover. His price is reasonable and it's all clean."
"That good-for-nothing," Donna told her, "is not going to get me to pay for a fuck. I'm not funding a gigolo."
"Baby," her mother shuddered, "Jerome Robinson is no more a gigolo than I am a whore."
Once again she was discovering how worthless conversations with her mother could be. She recognized once more that her mother couldn't help her see the light.
She figured the only thing to do was get a drink. She went to a rather secluded, sophisticated bar called The Cove. In the darkness of the bar she didn't see anyone who interested her. She kept drinking. Finally, a swarthy-skinned, dark man did come in. He was so handsome that she feared he might be the type of man that played around with women for a price. This was the last thing she wanted to get involved with.
He sat down beside her and in a few moments asked her if she would like a drink.
"How thoughtful of you," she slurred.
The man recognized she was stoned out of her mind. He was glad and she figured it wouldn't take him much time to put the make on her and find out exactly what the score was.
As she continued talking to him, she got some ideas. She began realizing how interesting it would be to experience something with him.
"What's your name, honey?" she smiled.
"Frank," he told her. "What's yours?"
"Donna," she replied.
"Frank Rodriguez," he explained, "and I'm a businessman from Mexico City. It isn't every day I meet a girl as attractive as you are."
She was pleased to have him talk to her like this. However, she was also worried. She wondered if he would try to put the make on her right away.
"I really would enjoy going to bed with a girl like you," he told her, "but I have a conscience. I think it would be wrong for me to involve myself with a chick who is loaded."
"How noble of you, Frank," Donna smiled. "It isn't every day one meets a man of moral principle."
Frank had gotten his image across to her. He only hoped he could continue giving her a line so he could get what he wanted from her.
"You know, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "if there's one thing I would enjoy doing, it would be eating you."
"Frank," she whispered, "somebody might hear you."
"I don't care," he told her. "Have another drink."
At that point Donna couldn't refuse him. She did enjoy another drink. But after that, he felt it was time to put the question to her bluntly.
"Want to fuck with me?"
She nodded. His thigh was pressed against hers now and he patted her leg. The bartender spotted what was happening.
"Look, you two," he came over to them and whispered, "I don't want you to turn this place into a hustler's paradise. Do you understand?"
Donna immediately nodded.
"Sure, I understand," she told him, "and
I'm not a hustler. I hope you know that."
The bartender wasn't quite so certain as Donna was. Nevertheless, when they left, Frank suggested they could go to his hotel room.
"That would be real cozy," she told him. "I love to go to men's hotel rooms. The reason being I've never done it before."
When they were in his room, he ordered some champagne. Donna began stripping instantly.
"You're like a wind-up doll," he laughed. "You want me to flatter you. I guess you're quite a spoiled chick."
When she pulled off her clothes and he caught sight of her naked breasts and her curving ass cheeks, as well as her beautiful mound, he found out why.
"Baby, you are beautiful," he told her. "You really are. I can hardly wait to suck you."
"I can hardly wait, too, Frank," she gasped.
Frank was eager to demonstrate his skill at lovemaking. Nothing was going to stop him now. They got on the bed bare-ass naked together. He immediately slipped pillows under her buttocks. Placing his hands under her ass cheeks, he lifted her up. He wanted her convenient for his tongue. Closing his eyes, he let his tongue slide smoothly back and forth across her slit. He sniffed her crotch. The delicious aroma intoxicated him to where he let his tongue plunge into her pussy. At last he was getting her. He was so happy that he had scored. He clasped her ass cheeks and squeezed them as he tongue fucked her pussy. She was amazed at what speed and skill he demonstrated as he flipped his tongue into her. She enjoyed his alternating tongue tempo.
"Yes, Frank, yes," Donna panted as his tongue pumped into her with regular movements.
It was a wild tongue trip for her now as she figured it would be interesting if he would lick her ass hole, too. Donna didn't hesitate to asked him to do everything.
"Suck my ass, Frank," she begged him.
Frank held her up. He let his tongue slide back and forth across her bare behind. At last he stiffened his tongue, stabbing it right into her ass hole. She enjoyed the erotic sensation of his tongue slipping into her ass crack. At this point, the energetic tongue movements, coupled with his finger-fucking action, had her sticky.
Frank could tell that he had better fuck her fast.
Pulling his tongue out of her ass hole, he stabbed it into her pussy.
"Lick my box," she begged him feverishly. "Yes, darling, yes. I love it. Just like that."
The keen pleasure of his tongue gently licking at her clit and his finger smoothly slipping up her ass hole brought her to a tremendous climax. She came in multiple orgasms as Frank pressed his lips tightly to her pussy. Sucking hard, he devoured her delicious juices.
"Eat me," she urged him on. "Suck me. Yes. That's how it's done, darling. I love it."
The passionate lovemaking had them totally turned on.
When Frank withdrew his tongue, his eyes were glazed with lusty, carnal desire.
"Baby, do you like that, too?" he asked.
She nodded. "I love to suck," she told him. "Just give me the chance."
He lay on his side. She got down between his legs. She gently massaged his penis while her tongue found his ass hole. She flipped her tongue back and forth across his bare bottom. Frank enjoyed her sliding tongue action. What he enjoyed even more was the way her tongue stiffened and stabbed right up his rectum.
"Oh, like that," he exclaimed anxiously. "Flip it up there. Now you're doing it. I love it."
The hot tongue action was going to take him to climax soon. He wanted her to slow the tempo of her tongue stabs up her ass hole. Because the most important thing at this point was to hang on the cliff of climax and enjoy every fantastic moment of it.
"Not so fast, baby," he begged her. "Just slide your tongue up my ass hole slow. Now you're doing it."
Donna was eager to please her newfound lover. She let her tongue roll up his ass hole slowly. She didn't pull so swiftly on his penis. She gently stroked him.
"Perfect," Frank told her. "You're a good student. Oh, baby, keep sucking on my ass hole. I love it."
She pulled her tongue out and just sucked on his behind. Frank trembled to the erotic, loud suck sounds she was making around his butt.
Finally, she thought she would give him a real workout. She let her tongue sweep back and forth across his hariy, swelling balls. Opening her mouth, she accepted his balls. Then she took care of him. She licked generously up the underside of his shaft. Her tongue tickled the sensitive glans portion of his penis. At the same time she fingered his ass. She capped his cock with her mouth. She sucked down hard.
"Eat me," Frank begged. "Suck my cock off."
Donna's mouth moved from the head of Frank's penis shaft to the base. She never missed a stroke of her finger slipping up his rectum. His prostate gland was being effectively massaged as she sucked on his penis tip. He knew that it couldn't be much longer until his cock exploded. That was the erotic moment he was waiting for.
The passionate longing brought him to a swift climax. Gripping her head as he forcefully fucked her face, he got his cock off.
"I'm cuming," he told her. "Oh, baby, I'm shooting you a good load."
She sucked his cock off all the way. She enjoyed the delicious taste of his hot, sweet sperm.
When she had finished blowing him and pulled her mouth off his penis, she was surprised. His cock remained erect. This was in direct contrast to her husband's cock. It seemed as if every time he unloaded his balls, he went limp. She made a mental note that her husband wasn't all that he should be.
Rolling over on her side, she waited for Frank to fuck.
"Baby, this isn't the best position," he told her. "I would like to have you lying on your back. That's it."
With her legs stretched out, she patted her pussy. Frank straddled her and brushed his penis tip back and forth across her vagina.
"I'm gonna really fuck you, baby," he told her.
Plunging his penis into her, he gave her a good balling. Her pussy muscles clutched at his cock.
"Yes, baby," he whispered, "now you're fucking. That's the way I like it."
At the same time she reached out to grip his ass cheeks. Her hands wandered up from his smooth, round buttocks to his shoulders. Then she gently massaged his back while he fucked her in deep, hard strokes.
"Fuck," Frank panted as he thrust forward. "Fuck it, baby. That's the way I like it. Now you're doing it."
She caressed his ass cheeks. She felt of his flexing ass muscles as he rode her to climax. His hot cock was soon exploding.
Unfortunately, a phone call interrupted them. Frank told her that he had to leave but she could stay as long as she liked.
As she lay there resting, she thought over all that had happened. And then the doorbell rang. "Who is it?" she asked. "Mr. Rodriguez sent me," the bell boy called back. "I have some champagne here for you."
When she opened the door, she was stark naked. The bell boy's eyes popped, and his jaw hung slack. A couple of elderly women who were talking down the hall gulped nervously as they eyed her.
"Look at those lesbians glancing at me," she quipped. "A girl isn't safe anymore."
The bell boy came in quickly and closed the door behind him.
"What's your name?" she asked him coyly.
"It's Don," he replied with a gulp. "I was told to bring this champagne up to you. Compliments of Mr. Rodriguez. He said you'd enjoy it."
"But there's something else I'd enjoy even more," she winked. "I'd like to suck your ass hole."
"Would you really?" he asked eagerly.
"Sure, I might as well," she giggled.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Don began taking off his clothes quickly. However, he didn't pull off his jacket and shirt. She instantly chided him.
"I want you to take off everything," she told him emphatically. "I think it's very important that you are totally nude before I start giving you the sex treatment."
Don stripped off everything. He was a tall, blonde young man, who looked as if he needed to have some sex.
"Doesn't your girl friend suck your ass, Don?" she winked as she reached for his cock, which was dangling down between his legs.
"I tried to get her to do that a couple of times," he told her, "but she wouldn't go for it."
"How revolting," she shook her head. "Lovers these days just don't express themselves the way we used to."
He laughed as he looked at her.
"I know exactly what you mean," he told her. "It seems as if I can't get a girl to blow me anymore. They all want to charge when they turn a trick, as they call it."
"I do it for the pleasure of it," she declared, "so let's get cracking. Why don't you just sit in that chair? Spread your legs, baby, and I will lick your ass hole."
The tall, blonde boy sat in a green wing chair. He pulled his legs apart. She got her hands underneath his ass cheeks and let her tongue slowly slip all around his bare bottom. He enjoyed the exciting sensation of her tongue flipping around his ass crack. What he enjoyed even more, however, was when her tongue stabbed up his rectum.
"Wow!" he told her, "does that ever feel super. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful."
She reached for his cock and began pulling in a rhythmic motion.
"Suck my ass," he whispered anxiously. "Suck it."
Her tongue continued plunging up his rectum. She got more and more aroused every moment.
"Lick my ass hole," he told her enticingly. "That's how you do it. Keep it up, baby,"
The thrilling pleasure was surging through his body now. The balls were tingling with excitement as her tongue flipped back and forth around his crotch.
"Eat my ass out," he ordered her. "Stab it up higher, honey."
He angled his body over so it would make it easier for her to lick on his butt. At the same time she reached for his cock and began jacking him off. He marveled at her skill.
"This is worth money," the bell boy told her. "I'd give my tips for a week to get my rocks off like this. Oh, baby, you're really wonderful. You should be in the business."
The idea did stimulate her thinking. She pulled her tongue out of his ass hole and looked up at him.
"Am I really that good?" He nodded but shoved her back to his behind.
"Honey, when I'm that aroused, don't pull your tongue out."
Donna felt guilty. She remembered all too well the objections that she had heard when she did similar things in the middle of the act.
"I apologize," she told him. "It shows you I'm not a pro. A pro would never do that, you know. I'm an amateur."
"Honey, you're developing," he told her. "You'll develop faster if you stick your tongue up my ass. Now get busy."
She went back to licking out his ass. He really got a charge out of this. His butt wiggled as she reached for his long, hard penis.
"Pull on it," he told her. "That's how you do it, darling, pull on it."
He could tell his cock was about to unload.
"Tear your tongue out of my ass," he demanded, "and lick my pecker. I'm ready to explode."
She flipped her tongue smoothly up to his cock head. She began sucking down hard. She let her mouth move up and down the length of his shaft. He was getting so excited now he was trembling. All of the sudden his penis shot into her mouth.
"Hotter than a pistol today," Don told her. "Lick it, baby. Suck it."
She sucked smoothly. She enjoyed making loud suck sounds as she devoured his cum load. She knew this would excite and ignite him.
When she had finished giving him a super suck, she pulled away. She looked at him lovingly.
"How am I?"
He bent over and looked into her eyes.
"You're wonderful," he told her.
The bell boy told her this in such a simple way, she couldn't help but believe him. As he got dressed, she watched him.
"If you have someone else who'd like some sex," she told him, "send him on up. I want to practice to be a professional."
"The assistant manager would go ape to have you suck on his ass," he told her. "He's always been talking to me about a girl from Panama who did it for him once in a brothel down there."
The whole idea appealed to her. Donna replied, "Do tell him about me. I can't stay too much longer. So tell him to run right up."
The bell boy nodded. When he had completed dressing and left her alone, she was concerned. She wondered if he would keep his word. So many people don't keep their word. However, she wasn't disappointed. Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Donna called out.
"The assistant manager," a man's voice replied. "The bell boy said you wanted to see me."
It didn't take Donna long to open the door. The assistant manager was a good-looking young stud who looked as if he needed a good fucking.
"Hello there," she smiled softly.
The assistant manager detected a trace of Marilyn Monroe act. But whatever she wanted to do didn't bother him. All he knew was that he wanted to fuck her and fuck her fast.
Now she was ready to play along with him.
"This bell boy said you wanted to get fucked," he told her, "and he also told me you do some interesting things."
She nodded.
"Certainly, love," she told him. "But I must know your name. I always think it's crude to have sex with a person when you don't even know his name. Am I right?"
"Yes, you're right," he agreed. "My name is Kevin."
"Sounds like an Irishman," she grinned as she observed him undressing.
Her naked state triggered him to want to get in bed as quickly as possible.
"I guess you're hotter than a pistol," she smiled. "I can see you don't waste any time, Kevin."
"No, I don't," Kevin told her. "I figure that we might as well get cracking, if you know what I mean."
"Sure, I know what you mean," she told him. "We're gonna have us a ball."
It didn't take her long now to get active.
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "Let's enjoy ourselves. Every minute."
Now he was eager to see a demonstration of her sexual ability. And she was just as eager to have him prove to her what a stud master he was.
When Kevin came to his shorts, for some reason he was a bit reluctant to pull them off. That caused her to become bolder. Going over to him, she tugged the elastic waistband of his shorts. She reached in and felt of his penis. Kevin enjoyed the way her hands fumbled with his cock.
"Do you like it?" he asked with a sly smile.
She nodded anxiously.
"You bet your fucking ass I do," she told him. "And I'd really like to take care of you now."
It wasn't going to be long. Kevin was eager to demonstrate for her what he could do.
He pulled out his cock as he slipped out of his shorts. She noticed it was getting bigger. He walked over to the bed.
"I never will forget Panama," he reminisced. "That was when I was a young man in the Navy and this brothel chick ate my ass out. I jerked on my cock while she sucked on my ass hole. She seemed to enjoy it."
Donna assured him that she would, too.
As he lay on his back and spread his legs wide, she got down around his crotch. She caressed his ass cheeks adoringly. And at the same time she wasted not a moment. She sucked his balls and then she let her tongue sweep down to his ass crack. He enjoyed the delightful feeling of her tongue slipping around his ass hole.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you are beautiful. I love this. Keep it up."
She was determined that he was going to entertain her.
"Now you're doing it, darling," he told her. "Just like that."
She was eager to top the girl from Panama. Her tongue stiffened as she plunged it right up his ass hole.
"Fuck me," he told her eagerly. "Fuck me. Come on, sweetheart, fuck."
She wasted no time. She vigorously let her tongue sweep up his rectum. And she observed him jacking off now. His balls were swelling as he pulled on his penis.
"Oh, baby, you'd better make a habit of this," he told her. "I really love it."
She was happy that he seemed to be enjoying it so much.
"Tongue my dick," he told her. "I'm ready to spill my seed."
Flipping her tongue from his ass hole, she let it sweep up to his penis tip. Planting her mouth on his penis, she began sucking slowly.
"Suck me," he insisted. "Suck me. Come on, Donna, suck me."
Donna's mouth moved from the head of Kevin's cock to the base. At the same time she was massaging his balls and slowly inserting her finger up his ass hole. Kevin loved this double action.
"You're beautiful," he told her, "you really are. That's exactly what I want you to do. Now you're sucking. Keep it up."
The erotic thrills that she felt now carried her closer, ever closer, to a sticky climax.
"Eat it," he told her. "Come on, sweetheart, suck it off. Eat it!"
She could taste Kevin starting to unload. She could hardly wait for the magic moment when his sweet cum would spill in her mouth. Kevin's hand gripped her head and guided her.
"Suck me," he begged her eagerly. "Suck me off. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Just like that. Suck my sweet pecker."
She continued sucking on his cock. All of the sudden she could feel him thrusting harder. Donna recognized that moment. She knew he was ready to shoot her his wad.
Reaching down with both hands, Kevin held her in place as he wildly fucked her face.
"Eat me," he gasped, "suck my cock off. Suck it off."
The hot, sweet cum juice spilled in her mouth. She sucked greedily.
"Ohhh," he gasped as he felt her sucking him in, "eat it. Yes, baby, yes."
The passionate frenzy he felt at this point really had him going. He was enjoying this enormously. She finished sucking his hot cock.
"Beautiful," he whispered enticingly. "That's the way I love it. Oh, baby, what a cock suck."
Resting her head on his thigh, she asked Kevin about his sex life.
"Do many chicks blow you?" she asked him quite frankly.
"Not nearly enough," he told her. "I just wish I could find someone like you to take care of me all of the time."
"Aren't you married?" she asked Kevin. "Sure, I'm married," Kevin replied, "but what's that got to do with fucking?"
"I should think your wife would take care of you," she quipped quickly.
"Marriage doesn't work that way," Kevin shook his head grimly. "The idea is you support the wife and kids. When it comes to getting your rocks off, it's catch as catch can."
"That's so unfair," she shook her head.
"That is why hustlers perform a very valuable service. They help these men m their own way."
CHAPTER NINE
Begrudgingly, Donna went home to her husband. At this point he was barely speaking to her. However, as he looked at her he recognized that she was up to something.
"Where have you been today?" he asked her.
"Playing bridge," she told him, "and getting mightly bored with it, too."
"Do you expect me to believe that?" Clint smirked.
"I was hoping you would," she said, paying no attention to him.
She went into the bedroom and hoped he would leave her alone. But he wouldn't. He came in and glared at her.
"I haven't gotten my rocks off in a long time," he fumed, "and you are my wife. Remember that now and then."
"I try not to," she said angrily.
"You are a bitch," he fumed. "I'm sorry I ever married you."
"That goes double, darling," she told him. "It was a big mistake. I'm waiting, however, to divorce you until I feel it's worth my while."
That got Clint angrier than ever.
"While you are still my wife," he informed her flatly, "you are going to perform a wife's duties."
"Am I really now?" she smiled nervously.
"You bet your hot ass you are," he told her, "and I'm gonna fuck your ass, too."
She didn't like the crude way he was talk-
"Don't spreak to me like that," she shuddered.
"I'll speak to you any damn way I want to," he told her. "And when I want to stick my pecker up your ass hole, I'm going to. As a matter-of-fact, right now would be as good a time as any."
She knew that Clint could be mighty rough when he wanted to use his huge cock in her behind. And she didn't want it now.
"I don't feel well," she told him. "Look at television. Work out your problem with some sport show. Maybe the fights are on tonight. You could always get your jollies that way."
Her cryptic comments were getting him angrier every moment.
"You bitch," he told her. "Quit trying to tell me that I'm getting kicks when I watch the fights or look at sports."
"That's what the psychiatrists say," she giggled.
He didn't find it funny at all.
"Half the shrinks are nuts or they wouldn't be shrinks," he told her bluntly. "So don't pay any attention to them. Now get your clothes off fast and let me stick my pecker up your ass."
Donna didn't appreciate him coming on in this crude manner.
"You're disgusting," she told him. "Did anyone ever tell you that?"
"I also happen to be horny," he smiled.
"Now you get your clothes off fast."
Reluctantly, she stripped. It was strange how getting angry at Donna increased his sexual appetite. He felt a tingle in his balls and he knew that he was really eager to fuck her.
It wasn't going to be much longer now before he could give her the kind of erotic sex action she required.
When she was completely nude, he forced her on the floor. He stood there bare-ass naked himself, with a small riding whip in his hand.
"What in hall are you doing with that riding whip?" she demanded. "I'm not a horse."
"No, but you're a whore," he told her. "I know you are."
Momentarily, Donna was fearful. She wondered if her reputation had spread. She knew the hotel orgy was a very dangerous thing to become involved in.
"Don't speak to me like that," she said, shuddering as she looked up at him.
Now he was more determined than ever before to do what he wanted with her. He got on the floor behind her. He gripped her ass cheeks.
"You've got to put some Vaseline on your penis before you stick it up my ass hole," she insisted.
"I'll do as I damn please," he equipped.
She was fearful that was the way he looked at it. She tried to calm herself.
"All right," he told her, "I'm gonna take care of you now."
He finally applied some of his own spit to his cock. Without any warning, he suddenly plunged his penis between Donna's behind. He fucked her vigorously. As his cock slid past her tight anal ring, she let out a scream.
"You're splitting me in two!"
Clint only smiled as he fucked her hard.
"Wiggle your ass," he told her. "It'll save time."
What a bastard, she thought to herself. All he could think of was getting his kicks. She wiggled her behind as he fucked her.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck."
She was rocking her ass back and forth. This seemed to ignite him all the more.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
He enjoyed the way her ass muscles seemed to seize his penis. She was pulling him into herself and wiggling at the same time. His hands clasped and caressed her bare ass cheeks.
"Fuck me, baby," he told her. "Fuck, fuck."
The delicious excitement that he felt had him trembling.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "I really enjoy this. Now you are doing it. Keep it up, darling."
With a wild cock jab, he continued fucking her. She loved the erotic sensations that he was creating within her body.
"Yes, yes," she begged, "I want to feel it. Every fucking inch of it."
He wasn't going to stop for anything now. He was determined to give her a hot, wild fuck.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Slide on it."
She wiggled her ass as he fucked her. His balls bounced against her buttocks.
"Twist your ass to the right," Clint demanded. "Oh, yes, take my pecker along for the trip."
She could see that he was becoming more and more aroused every moment.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I love it when you fuck like that. Now you're doing it. Fuck it, baby, fuck."
The delicious excitement was stimulating him more every moment.
"I want it," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck it. Fuck!"
With deep, hard strokes he continued thrusting it into her. She loved it more every moment.
"That's the way, honey," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck off!"
Saying no more, Clint plunged wildly. She could feel his cock driving in piston-precision movements. She could tell by his balls bouncing against her ass cheeks that she was going to cum herself. She had never been so worked up. Reaching around, Clint found her pussy. Patting her vagina, he slid his fingers in her.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Fuck, baby fuck."
The delirious excitement that overcame him had him flipping out.
"Come on, tight ass," he told her, "fuck me. Fuck me!"
She went on giving him the best movements she could. He was so excited now that he was trembling.
"Ohhh, baby," he gasped, "now you're fucking. That's how it's done."
Clint's cock exploded high up her ass hole. She twisted around in the new-found pleasure.
"Baby, you're beautiful," he told her. "I love screwing your ass."
Finally, he eased his penis out of her behind. She looked at him adoringly.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her in a caressing manner, "you don't know what you just did for me."
His long, hard penis slowly eased out of her ass hole.
"I love you," he told her as he bent over.
Even though he thought of her as a sex demon, he couldn't help admit her body had brought him more pleasure than anyone he had ever made it with. At this moment she felt something wonderful going through her. It was the warmth of his love as well as his hot penis which went on stabbing into her.
She wondered if he could give it to her another time. Maybe she had finally brought him to a passionate pitch where he could fuck her in a wild manner. This was the kind of sex action that they both enjoyed enormously. Clint's body was afire with fucking desire. Pulling his penis from her ass hole, he let her roll over.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "Let me take a quick shower."
She wanted to join him immediately. The two of them, bare-ass naked, strode into the bathroom together. They got in the shower and washed each other off. Drying off, they came back to the bedroom. She was so confident that she could use her pussy muscles effectively, that she wanted to give Clint a demonstration of her skill.
"Sweetheart," she told him, "I want to show you how I can fuck. I can really do it. You'll love it."
It didn't take her long to make her point. Her husband straddled her. His cock was still hard.
"There's nothing more wonderful than a hard cock," she told him. "Every woman knows that. Ohhh, baby, shove it in me. I want every fucking inch of it."
Clint's eyes blazed with sexual desire and lust as he rode into his wife's pussy. It was strange how her promiscuity had actually brought them together. For now she knew various ways of pleasing her husband.
"Fuck me," he commanded. "Fuck me good."
She rode her pussy muscles with his penis plunging into her. She let her hot hands grip Clint's buttocks. She squeezed his curving ass cheeks as he fucked her vigorously.
"Fuck me," he told her, "fuck me, baby. That's how you do it. Fuck it."
The delirious excitement that she felt had her trembling now.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's how I like it. Fuck. Fuck it."
Clint was thrilled and delighted at all she would do for him. Her pussy muscles clutched his sliding, thick cock.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "now you've got it. Come on, baby, fuck it."
The sexual excitement carried him to a sticky, white climax.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "I made it. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
The passionate frenzy he felt now was proven. Clint's penis became a repeater peter.
"Sweetheart," she panted, "you're a real stud. Fuck. Fuck!"
Frantically she finger fucked his ass hole to massage his prostate gland so she could obtain the most sperm from his shooting penis. More sperm spurted into her vagina. She loved being bathed in the hot glow of his love juice.
When Clint finally pulled his long, hard cock out of her, he looked at her adoringly.
"Baby," he told her, "you don't know how much I love you. You don't."
The erotic thrills that they experienced now had them both trembling. Clint pressed his lips against her lips.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "I love you."
Passionately they kissed. She loved having his penis in her pussy and his tongue in her mouth. Her pussy muscles clutched at his cock. Her mouth sucked on his tongue. And her finger continued gently sliding in and out of his hot, tight ass.
Finally, Clint pulled out of her.
"You don't have to play around with the guy next door, honey. You've got a stud right here."
Clint reached for his cock which still maintained a degree of hardness.
"Ohhh, honey," she apologized, "maybe it's been my fault. I didn't realize what a man you could be."
Clint acknowledged this. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her adoringly.
"When a man and woman are not afraid of their sex organs," he told her, "and they are willing to do anything that will please their partner, this is what happens."
"I guess it's being unselfish," she admitted candidly. "You see, honey, I didn't want to blow you. It didn't mean a thing to me to suck on your cock. But when I discovered how excited it got you, then I wanted to do it."
He looked at her adoringly.
"To tell the truth," he admitted quite candidly, "I wasn't a confirmed pussy eater until I discovered how excited you got. When my tongue flicked back and forth across your clit and you wiggled all over the bed, I knew you were thrilling to my tongue. I wanted to excite you. I wanted to ignite you. That's why I sucked your pussy."
They held each other close.
"Maybe that's what love is all about," Clint whispered. "Maybe it's pleasing the other partner. And maybe that's how you find your own pleasure."
Once more they kissed passionately. Now they went back to bed.
The next morning Donna got up early and fixed his breakfast for him.
"Those blueberry pancakes were super," he told her. "You are a tremendous cook."
"I'm your adoring wife," she smiled, "and I love you. You know that, don't you, lint?"
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "if you knew how much you meant to meant to me, you'd be surprised. I didn't want to let on."
When he had gone to work she felt wonderful. She knew that she could be loyal. That was, until two-thirty in the afternoon, when the doorbell rang.
Going to the door, she noticed that Brad was standing there. "Hi, gorgeous," he smiled. Seeing how horny he was, she couldn't resist him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked him.
"I just thought I would visit my neighbor," he told her. "There's nothing wrong with loving your neighbor, is there?"
"I guess not," she shrugged. "Come in."
After he had come in, he immediately wanted a drink.
"You're starting rather early, aren't you?"
"Not for me," Brad told her honestly. "I began early this morning."
She shook her head. "Brad, you shouldn't do that," she told him. "It isn't good for you."
Brad only laughed.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "if everybody did everything that was good for them, nobody would have any fun."
All at once she felt his hand on her thigh.
"What are you trying to tell me, Brad?" Donna asked nervously.
"That I need to fuck," he told her. "Just as plain and simple as that."
"You're not using much tact in telling me," she smiled and looked away.
"Honey," he told her, "can't we level? All night long I tossed and turned thinking of you. I'm sure that you were thinking of me, too."
At this point she felt it best to reveal her feelings concerning her husband.
"I don't want to disappoint you, darling," she confessed, "but my husband and I are closer together than ever."
"What?" he asked anxiously. "You mean, you've gone back to him?"
"With a bang, baby," she told him. "Our playing around has brought us together."
CHAPTER TEN
Brad was stunned into silence. He sat there just looking at her.
"All that talent going to waste on one man," he said under his breath.
"I have discovered that being loyal is much more important to me than playing around. I'm tired of living in ego-illusion land."
"Those are mighty big words for a little gal like you," Brad grinned.
"It's true," she told him. "It's wonderful to be devoted to one guy. There was a time when I felt like a nympho. Every guy who would give me the eye, I wanted to go to bed with him. I had this strange urge to know what his cock would look like. Can you imagine such a thing?"
Brad was silent. But he felt it was time to go into action. Unzipping his fly, he reached in and pulled out his cock.
"Yes, I can imagine such a thing," he told her, "and, sweetheart, what do you say if I demonstrate for you how big my penis can get? I wonder if you've ever compared the size of your husband's cock to mine?"
Brad was not reluctant to show her his penis. It did seem strange to have him sitting there on the sofa at three o'clock in the afternoon, pulling out his huge cock. Reaching in, he also brought out his balls. Cupping his balls with one hand, he gently pulled his penis with the other. He was stroking it back to life. As she looked at it, she got horny for him.
"I want you to suck on this," he told her, "and I want you to suck it good."
Shaking her head, she told him that it didn't appeal to her.
"Are you sure?" Brad asked her.
She nodded. Nevertheless, she thought it was time to get another drink. Going over to the bar, she tried to keep her eyes off him. For inwardly she knew that the sight of his thick, long prick did appeal to her. She knew that he tasted delicious and she was eager to suck the cream right out of his cock.
"Stop it," she exclaimed as she turned around, "don't tempt me."
"I'm not tempting you if you don't want it," he told her. "Let it fly."
She saw him pulling hard now. Brad threw his head from side to side as he jerked his penis vigorously. She could detect traces of sperm at the tip of his cock. This whetted her appetite for sucking him off. He noticed this and a small smile formed around his lips. She could see that he was teasing her.
"I'm gonna let you suck this, sweetheart," he told her. "Why don't you crawl over here and suck me off?"
Hypnotized by his words, the oversexed housewife got to her knees. Stunned by her instant response, Brad reminded her, "You had better pull the drapes. This would not be a good sight for anyone to see."
Jolted back into reality for a moment, Donna got to her feet. She pulled the drapes just as he told her to. She placed a double bolt on the door and then she looked at him.
"All right," she nodded, "now I'll strip."
She began undressing. He was looking at her with lusty desire now. She seemed more beautiful every moment.
She got to her knees once she was naked. He loved the sight of her breasts bobbing as she crawled over to him. Now she was prepared to give him a good time.
"I want you to suck on my cock," he told her, "and suck it slow. Make it last."
When she came to his parted legs she looked closely at his long, hard penis. It appealed to her enormously. She let her tongue slide smoothly around the crown of his cock. Next, she slid her mouth over his penis shaft.
"Suck it," he ordered her, "and suck it good."
She was excited now. Her heart pounded rapidly. She could hardly wait for that erotic moment of countdown. She wanted to have his sperm splash in her mouth. She wanted to suck it. Grasping his huge cock, she planted her mouth on its meaty head. She wiggled her tongue around the tip of it. Finally, she eased her mouth all the way down to his balls. She fingered his balls while she sucked on his cock head. This aroused him all the more.
"Suck me," he urged her. "Suck me off."
He was enjoying it now. He had gotten her in the subservient position that pleased him. Reaching for Donna's head, Brad fucked her face hard.
"I like a throat fuck, too," he whispered. "That's always fun."
His long, thick penis eased to the back of her throat. She enjoyed the erotic excitement this provided.
"Eat me," he panted. "Suck it. Ohhh, baby, suck my cock off."
He went on thrusting. She slowed the tempo of her cock sucking.
"Don't stop now," he panted as he pumped it to her. "We're almost there. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Just like that. Suck. Suck it off."
All at once his hot sperm splashed in her mouth. She gobbled him up.
"Eat me," he told her. "Suck off. Ohhh, ahhh, suck every drop of it."
Passionately she finished licking and sucking his penis tip. This was what she had waited for. Hot, sticky sex.
Finishing him off and having swallowed his cum load, she looked at him.
"Oh, Brad, I need you," she told him. "I need to have you love me. Will you eat my pussy?"
Triumphantly he got to his feet.
"We had better go to my place. We took a big risk here today. Your husband might have charged through that door or bolted through a window. I don't care to get killed by a jealous husband. I've got too many fucking days left."
As he tucked his limp cock back in his pants and zipped up his fly, she prepared to leave.
"All right," she agreed, "but I've got to pull the drapes open. I don't want it to appear as if anything was going on here."
"Naturally not," he chuckled.
Now he was ready to leave and so was she. When they were in Brad's house, he led her to the bedroom. She was delighted to see a king-sized water bed.
"I bought this so we could roll around on it," he laughed. "You will really enjoy it."
She didn't take long to strip.
"How thoughtful of you to want to test my pussy on your new water bed."
Brad could think of other words beside "thoughtful." But at this point he wasn't bothering about the correct word. He was thinking only of his tongue swinging into her vagina with lusty desire.
Once they were on the bed together he got down to her crotch. Wasting no time, he flipped his tongue smoothly over her pussy. He loved the way she wiggled when his tongue swung into action. Clasping her ass cheeks, he went on tonguing her. He loved caressing her buttocks. As he figured he would fuck her ass as soon as he had finished eating her box.
Meantime, Donna enjoyed having his hot hands clasp her like this.
"Yes, baby," she whispered enticingly, "just like that, love. Tongue me. Way in there, darling. I love it."
The hot tongue stabs thrilled her.
"Whip your tongue around in me," she begged him. "That's the way, darling. I love it."
The erotic tongue movements were bringing him closer, ever closer, to a sticky climax. He was eager to taste her. Parting her ass cheeks gently, Brad eased his forefinger up her tight anal channel. She enjoyed this erotic arousal.
"Ohhh, baby," she whispered as she reached down and gripped his head and held him there, "Lick it."
His tongue lightly lashed at her clit. Increasing the tempo of his tongue stabs, brought her there. As she juiced in his face he sucked her hard.
Passionately he went on tonguing her out. This erotic action was carrying her to a blinding climax.
He had never enjoyed anything quite as much as this session. It was apparent to him that Donna was turned on. It was equally apparent that she was cuming in multiples as he nibbled gently at her clit. He had heard that a man could bring a woman to multiple climaxes if she would give out. Obviously he had reached her. She was eager to please and so was he. Their erotic frenzy was matched.
"Love me," she begged him eagerly, "Love me."
Her pussy juices tasted delicious to him. He sucked her hard. And when he'd finished eating her box, he pulled his tongue out and gently caressed her slit with the tip of his tongue. She loved the way he gently lashed at her pussy crack. Sniffing her added pleasure. She tasted delicious to him and Brad didn't mind telling her so.
"Baby, your box is beautiful," he told her. "Any man would go ape to get to suck on it."
It pleased her to hear him talking like this.
"Now I want to fuck your ass. I know how to do it. Don't worry about it."
She had become quite proficient at letting a man stick it up her ass hole. She wasn't afraid anymore.
It didn't take her long to position herself. She bent over, and prepared for the invasion of her ass hole. Brad's thick, long cock was well coated with KY. It slipped smoothly up her ass crack.
"Just relax as I shove my pecker up your ass hole," he recommended.
His slippery penis slid smoothly up her rectum. With deep, hard stabs he went on pumping it to her. She was thrilling to the erotic excitement his plunging penis was providing.
"Fuck me," she begged him, "fuck me."
He was only too happy to accommodate her lusty desire. He continued stabbing his penis into her.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "just like that. Now you're doing it."
She twisted her hips around. "Sock to to me," she begged him. Brad was delighted that she wanted it. He was more than willing to give her anything she asked for. His hard cock slid vigorously into her ass hole. His big balls bounced against her buttocks as he rammed.
"Can you feel it?" he laughed as he went on slipping it to her.
She nodded. She twisted her ass around.
"Give it to me," she begged him, "fuck me."
Driving his thick penis into her with hard stabs, he carried her closer to climax. To add to Donna's pleasure, Brad reached for her bosoms. Cupping them with his hands, he massaged them.
"I like your hot hands on my tits," she told him, "but I want you to finger fuck my pussy. I want it both ways."
Brad had a better idea. He pulled his cock too quickly from her ass hole and it hurt. She turned around in surprise.
"Why did you do that?" she demanded. "I told you I wanted you to finger fuck my pussy while you're screwing my ass hole. And you pull your damn dick out of me."
He laughed as he went to his dresser and opened the bottom drawer. He pulled out a plastic penis.
"I'm gonna put some KY on this," he told her, "so it'll ride into your pussy nice and easy. You'll get it both ways, baby. In your pussy and up your ass hole, too."
Donna recognized Brad was quite a stud. And she appreciated his skill at arousing her sexually. It was no wonder she could respond easily to his advances. When he had finished coating the plastic penis with the KY lubrication, he came back to the bed. She was in the same position, waiting for him to fuck her.
She bent over all the way and felt him slipping his cock to her from behind, then sliding the plastic penis into her pussy. Her vagina muscles clasped his sliding cock.
"Fuck me," she whispered eagerly. "Fuck me. Come on, Brad, fuck me."
He was giving her the erotic excitement she wanted so desperately. She was getting it from both directions. Brad continued stabbing her pussy with the dildo. At the same time he didn't let up one moment shoving his hard, slippery cock up her rectum. Instinctively, Donna knew the importance of twisting her tail when she was being ass fucked. She would alternate the current in her ass. She would swing it from side to side and then churn around in a circle. Brad appreciated her endeavors.
"Right on," he exclaimed. "That's the way I like it. Come on, baby, shake it. Fuck it."
With determination, she continued pleasing him.
"Yes, yes," he panted, "fuck, baby, fuck. That's the way. Now you're doing it. Give it to me."
With deep, driving strokes he savagely fucked her ass hole. He was about to make it. His hot, white juices were boiling in his balls. Donna could hardly wait for that erotic moment when he would make it. However, she hoped they could cum together. That would be a real achievement.
"Honey," she whispered excitedly, "Let's do it together. You and me. Fuck. Fuck it."
He thrust hard now. She responded by wiggling her ass some more.
"That's the way," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck it off."
His hard cock exploded up her ass-hole. She twisted around.
"Yes, yes," she panted passionately, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it.
Fuck off!"
The delicious excitement that burned in her body culminated in a climax. Her pussy juices were dripping. Brad's cock was shooting up her ass. Squeezing his penis with her ass muscles, she seized it and twisted around. New-found pleasure burned in his loins as he finished fucking her ass.
Slowly he withdrew the plastic penis from her pussy. Gently he pulled his slippery cock from her well lubricated ass channel.
"You are super," she told him. "I wish you could teach my husband how to fuck me like that. I'm afraid he's crude."
Brad mixed himself a drink and asked her to explain.
"He doesn't bother to use any lubrication on his penis when he gives me an ass fuck," she shook her head gravely. "He prefers using his own spit."
Brad thought that was absurd and he didn't hesitate to tell her so.
"Any guy who tries to fuck his wife's ass hole without lubrication on his shaft first, isn't with it. He should have his ass fucked. You should use a dildo and shove it up his butt and see how he-likes it."
"Not a bad idea," she told him. "That would teach him. I was reading in a sex book about a way for a couple to make it with a dildo. The woman stabs the dildo up her husband's ass hole and they get into an acrobatic position. This permits them a new way to make it. She can grab his cock and suck him off while she's fucking him. It's good for his ass because it's massaging his prostate gland. This is, providing she lubricates the dildo."
He nodded.
"Get some sexual devices," he insisted. "Teach your husband how to enjoy sex. There is Sucking Suzy, which is fantastic. A man slips it on the tip of his cock and it jerks him to climax. He can even plug it in the cigarette lighter in his car. A lot of men like to get their rocks off on their way to work."
"What a beautiful idea," she told him. "I think it would make a beautiful Christmas gift."
"Sure, and while you're at it, get him a French tickler," Brad told her.
"I never heard of a French tickler," she shook her head.
"I have," he told her, "and it's really something. Let me show you."
Brad brought out a French tickler. She looked at it as he slipped it on the tip of his cock.
"Oh, Brad, I want you to screw me with that," she told him. "I want to see what it's like. I thought I'd experienced everything. But this is a new one. Please, use it for me."
Brad laughed. She seemed like a small child bent on obtaining every conceivable kick with her body.
"All right, love," he told her, "if it means that much to you I'll do it."
She was pleased that he was so agreeable.
She jerked his cock back to life. She licked his balls to get him more aroused. When it was completely hard, he let her ease the French tickler on the tip of his male member.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
With the French tickler in place, Brad did look comical to Donna. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" he asked her.
"Your pecker with that French tickler on the head of it," she giggled.
Brad didn't know whether she was laughing in ridicule or real humor. But he figured that once he slid the big cock into her and the tickler went to work on her sensitive vagina, that she wouldn't be laughing. Instead, she would be begging for more. He had used it to fuck a lot of women and driven them into a sexual frenzy.
"Spread, baby, spread," he said as he straddled her.
With her legs spread at the perfect angle, he slowly inched the cock into her. She could feel the tickler doing its thing. It did arouse and stimulate her.
"Fuck me," she begged him eagerly, "fuck me. Yes. I want to feel it. Fuck me."
With deliberate, hard strokes, he rode into her. Her hands gripped his bare bottom. She squeezed his ass cheeks as he stabbed his penis into her without mercy.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck it off."
The sensual pleasure that she experienced was carrying her closer, ever closer, to a climax. She enjoyed this intensely.
"Ohhh, Brad," she panted as he pumped it in her, "this does feel good. Fuck me."
Reaching for the dildo that was still sticky, she thought she would give him a jolt. She picked up the dildo and slid it between Brad's ass crack. Brad smiled as he felt the dildo slipping up his ass hole.
"That will do my prostate gland a lot of good," he told her. "Go ahead, stab my ass with it."
She was pleased that he proved willing to allow her to stimulate him in this manner.
"Fuck it," he whispered, "fuck, baby, fuck."
They both were getting entertained. She threw one leg around his leg as she pumped her pelvis to meet his driving penis stabs. The French tickler did provide a strange and unique pleasure. She was getting hotter and hotter every moment.
"Fuck me," she whispered eagerly. "Fuck me."
Passionately he continued plunging into her. She was thrilling to the erotic sensations that he was generating in her box as he fucked forcefully. Brad had a way of twisting his ass around as he fucked at different angles. She enjoyed it as he would stab to the left. She would twist her hips and he would ram it to the right.
Now he was juicing. Squeezing his rock-hard cock in her pussy, she got him off.
"Yes, yes," she panted passionately, "that's how you do it, darling. Fuck it off."
The immense pleasure she felt as his juices spurted in her pussy was indicated by the way she clutched at his ass cheeks. He concentrated on making it more exciting for her. He continued thrusting his penis into her. She felt delightful sensations emanating from her clit as he continued thrusting.
Finally he pulled his penis out of her. He had fucked her in an acrobatic maneuver. All of her outworn fears were gone now. She was delighted that he could give her such wild sex. She only hoped that her husband could fuck her with such freedom, such complete abandon.
Looking at him now, she spoke lovingly.
"You don't know how much fun it is to give you a good fuck," he told her. "I have really needed this."
She was pleased that he had become so excited.
"It's truly amazing," he told her, "how stimulating we can make it if we try."
That night when Donna was alone with her husband, she wasn't afraid to suggest some things.
"Honey," she suggested, "I would like to try some different ways of fucking. I've been reading a book about making it in a unique way. Would you like to try something different?"
Clint looked at his wife curiously.
"Are you sure you were reading about it?" he demanded.
She laughed lightly. Going over to him, she pressed her lips on his.
"Would I lie to you?" she smiled nervously.
Clint nodded. His eyes were penetrating hers now.
"Sure you would, if you wanted to," he told her.
"If you must know," she told him, "I read about it in this book."
She got out the book and showed him the page where it mentioned this kind of sex.
"This is called the acrobatic way to a climax," she explained. "The wife uses a dildo. She straps it onto herself and presses the plastic penis between her husband's buttocks. She slips it right up his ass hole to give him a good prostate gland massage. While he is getting his ass fucked, she is pulling on his cock. She masturbates him until she's got his penis as long as he can make it. Then she bends over and places her mouth over his cock. She starts sucking slowly."
"That sounds like a lot of fun," he told her. "Let's try it."
Going to the bedroom, Clint unzipped his trousers. He pulled out his long, hard penis.
"Look at my cock," he smiled. "Do you like the looks of it?"
His wife knew exactly what he wanted her to say.
"Yes," she nodded, "I sure do. That's why I want to suck on it."
Clint finished undressing and she undressed at the same time. Next, they got onto the bed. She had her dildo strapped on and it was coated with Vaseline.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "Let's start fucking."
At this point she eased the dildo up Clint's tight rectum. He recognized she wasn't kidding at this point. Her actions indicated she was deriving a measure of pleasure from his pain. He heaved a sigh of relief when she finally got past his tight anal ring.
"Fuck me," he told her. "Fuck."
He was driving in now with deep, hard movements.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Fuck!"
She was pulling on Clint's penis. It was getting longer and longer. It was difficult to concentrate on slipping the big plastic cock up his ass hole while she was pulling on his penis at the same time.
"You like it," he smiled.
She nodded. At that point he went on fucking.
"Open your mouth," he told her. "I want to feed you my cock."
She opened her mouth, but he wasn't close enough. They both tried to get into a position that would allow penetration.
"Open wider, so I can fuck you with my cock," he told her.
At this point she could just get her tongue on it.
"I'm gonna spill my juices quick," he told her. "Hurry up."
He was hoping he could throat fuck her. But he knew it would be difficult to drive his big dick down her throat at this angle.
"You're gonna love it," he told her. "You'd better love it. Oh, baby, I'm really gonna shove it in you."
Finally he got his penis in her mouth. She gulped. He was penetrating inside of her mouth, driving his hot cock slowly. He really started socking it to her as he became more aroused. He discovered that he did enjoy having the dildo gliding up his ass hole. It provided him with a measure of pleasure.
"I'm gonna be exploding my hot juice pretty soon," he told her. "Keep sucking."
She was eager to have him spill his sperm. But she could hardly breathe now. He was ramming his cock in as deep as he could. Clint's cock was huge thing, a mammoth instrument, and she didn't have any choice at this moment other than to accept his spearing cock stabs.
"This is what I call good cock sucking," he laughed. "Ohhh, I love it. What a mouth you've got, honey. I'm gonna spill my juices in you. Come on, I want you to catch every drop of it. I'd better not catch you gagging, baby. Am I ever gonna plunge that thing in your mouth. I like that movement."
He was really driving his hot cock inside of her mouth. It was hurting her now. But he didn't care. He wanted to feel the head of it slipping down her throat.
"Am I ever gonna fuck you," he told her. "You'd better hang onto my juicy cum. You'd better eat every drop of it. I expect you to."
As she went on sucking his huge penis, he warned her, "You'd better not spit any of the stuff out."
It was really a threat from him now. Apparently, having the dildo stabbing up his ass hole as well as his penis slipping down her throat had provided him with so much excitement, he was almost flipping out.
Reaching down he could touch her head.
"Ohhh," he moaned, "it's spilling out of me. My hot juice is spilling. Suck me."
Now spurts of bursting cum began to deluge her. It caught her by total surprise. She had never sucked and fucked at the same time. She began to cough and gag. Soon hot bursts of white jissum flowed down both sides of her mouth. She just about lost every drop of the hot stuff. This bothered her as she wanted to taste him.
"Keep sucking," he panted. "Suck me. I want you to eat it. Suck me."
It was erotic and stimulating for her to eat his cum load. He loved watching her. He enjoyed letting his penis head slip and slide against her throat.
"Yes, baby," he panted as he continued thrusting.
Finally, his cock stopped shooting. Slowly easing his penis out of her mouth, he thanked her.
"Wow, baby," he told her, "you really did fuck my ass hole good. You sucked my cock real good, too."
She thought he was through. But he still had a hard-on.
"I'm gonna teach you plenty," he told her. "I'm gonna fuck your hot ass. Are you listening?"
Heaving a heavy sigh, she got to her feet. She unstrapped the dildo and tossed it aside. Her husband could hardly wait now.
"I'm gonna sodomize you," he told her. "I'm gonna give it to you Greek style. I'm gonna shove my hot pecker up your tight ass hole."
It was strange how it terrified her at that moment to think of the prospect of his thick, long penis slipping up her ass. She begged Clint to stop.
"Let me have a drink first," she told him. "Then I'll let you fuck my ass."
He threw his head back and laughed robustly.
"I'm gonna fuck you right now," he told her. "I'm gonna coat my cock with Vaseline. You're gonna get it."
He coated his penis with Vaseline. He forced her to get on her knees. Now he was ready to plunge his cock right up her ass hole.
"Hang tight, honey," he told her, "you are gonna get fucked and fucked royal."
He gripped her ass cheeks. And he threw his head back and laughed again as he thrust his cock forward, letting it plunge inside her hot, tight ass-hole. As he did so, he reached out, crudely grabbing both legs. He threw himself into it. Clint kept on rocking back and forth, driving and pumping the huge penis high inside her ass-hole. It hurt like the devil. She couldn't help but cry out a few times. Even though she was doing her best to suppress such a reaction, she couldn't stand it.
"You big baby," Clint growled. "Cut out the crap. Just let me slam my dick up your ass. You'd think I was killing you."
Turning around she glanced up at him.
"It feels like you are," she sobbed.
Clint was delighted. Perhaps he could get Donna off this wild sex kick. He was teaching her not to go around giving every man on the block a piece of ass. Clint kept on shoving his prick ever deeper inside of her ass hole. He was driving it high up her rectum and brutally assaulting her. He was thrilled now as she wiggled, trying to get it over with. She was in terrible pain and almost becoming hysterical.
"Get your damn cock out of my ass hole," she begged him.
"As soon as I cum," he told her flatly. "Oh, I'm just about there, baby. I'm going, going, going!"
Clint's white-hot juice began to spurt out of his penis tip. Frantically he went on fucking her. He obtained a measure of delight hearing her complain.
The erotic excitement he felt now as she continued loving him with her wiggling ass, surprised him. He thought he might be able to get his rocks off one more time. It was easy now to stab her ass hole. For it was slickened with his own hot cum juice.
"Fuck," he panted as he thrust forward, "fuck, baby. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Fuck it. Fuck it."
With deep, hard strokes he went on thrusting. She could hardly stand it now.
"Yes, baby," he whispered, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Fuck. Fuck it off."
His long, hard cock exploded. The hot, white juice shot up her ass again. She rotated her butt as Clint gripped her ass cheeks, squeezing them.
When he finally did pull his cock out of her sore ass, she told him what she thought of him.
"You're a damn sadist!"
"You've been acting like a fucking freak," he shrieked. "Chasing up and down the block after men. I ought to divorce you. If I didn't enjoy fucking you so much, I would."
A smile played about his lips as he spoke with his wife. Clint knew that she would be delighted to know that he got such a charge out of her body.
"Am I that good, Clint?" Donna asked, like a small child finding out from a father if she met with his approval.
Proudly, Clint nodded.
"Best piece of ass I ever had."
"What a wonderful thing for you to say to me," she told him. "Oh, baby, I love you. You know I do."
She went to the bathroom and showered. Her husband took a shower a few moments later. Then he came back to bed and held her.
"Who said anything was wrong with you?" he laughed.
She kissed him passionately.
"You're not only a good wife," Clint told her, "but you make a first-rate mistress."
She pressed her lips against him once more. Letting her tongue slip into his mouth, she felt him sucking on her tongue. She loved the stimulating sensations that were going through her body now.
"Oh, honey," she whispered, "you can do anything you want with me. Anything."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Now Donna was certain that she could be loyal to her husband. For a couple of months she was.
However, the old sex bug bit her again. When she hired a young painter to come in to redo her living room at springtime, she suddenly had an urge to have sex with him. She knew that she shouldn't become involved in such a thing. But she couldn't help it.
She deliberately suggested that he could slip into a swim suit so he wouldn't get paint all over himself.
"That is not necessary," he told her. "I have old clothes for that very reason."
"If you'd care to use the shower then," she suggested, "it's all right."
The young painter understood. And he was determined that if she offered him a chance to go to bed with her, he would.
After the day's work was over, he took her up on the offer to shower.
"It's right in there," Donna told him as she pointed to the bedroom.
He went into the bedroom and warm chills went up and down her spine as she visualized him undressing. She was eager to see what he looked like. He was a young man in his early twenties and she knew that he would be horny.
When she figured that he would be totally naked, she stepped into the bedroom to hand him a towel. Glancing down between his legs, she could see his big cock swinging.
"Here you are, Bill," she told him.
Bill felt dizzy with wicked passions as he looked at her. She was a beautiful woman. And when he caught sight of her bosoms, he could imagine what she would look like completely nude. Finally he gathered up all of his courage and asked her point blank, "Do you want to shower with me?"
For a second there was silence. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.
"Why not?" she asked as she threw her head back and began undressing.
Bill watched carefully as she took off her clothes. When she was completely nude, his mouth watered with anticipation. He could think of so many things that he would like to do with his mouth, with his lips, with his teeth, with his penis. He was only waiting for the signal to go ahead.
"We'll have to get this over quickly," she told him, "because my husband gets back in an hour."
"It won't take me no hour," Bill smiled knowingly.
Together, Donna and Bill stepped into the shower. As she reached down to grip his cock, he felt himself ready to explode.
"Take it easy with that pecker," he told her. "You've got me so hot I'm ready to explode."
Her warm voice sent chills up and down his spine as she replied, "Yes, Bill," she whispered.
Dropping to her knees she pulled his huge penis to her mouth. She kissed the tip of it and suddenly started sucking on it.
"Ohhh, that feels good," he told her. "Suck me."
She was breathing through her nostrils now as she made small circles with her tongue on the tip of his penis. Bill's fantasies had come to life. He thrust his penis forward, letting it slip down her throat. She clamped her lips around his shaft and his cock began swelling still more intensely.
"Eat me," he panted as he gently thrust his cock into her mouth. "Suck me."
Her hands reached for his ass cheeks. She squeezed his buttocks as she went on sucking his penis. However, she thought it would be more exciting if they did it in bed. Finally she pulled her mouth off his penis and told him so.
"Why don't we do it in bed?" she asked. "That's the place to fuck and suck."
They dried off and went into the bedroom. When they got on the bed, she told the young boy what she wanted to do.
"I want to suck around your crotch," she whispered. "I want to lick your ass cheeks. I want to nibble on your nuts. Most of all, I want to eat out your cum."
The idea got Bill so excited that he wrapped his arms around her attentively.
"Baby, you're wonderful," he told her. "You don't know how excited you're getting me."
Passionately he pressed his lips against hers.
"I want to give you a good fuck," he told her. "You are going to love it."
As the young boy lay on his back and spread his legs for the older woman, he observed her licking around his bare bottom. Never before had anyone suggested sucking his ass. He thrilled to the sensation of her tongue licking and lashing around his hot, tight behind. Her mouth reached up to his balls. Sucking them in, she felt his cock quiver.
"I love having my balls sucked," Bill admitted frankly. "Ohhh, I can't stand it."
His head rocked from side to side on the pillow as wave after wave of emotion stimulated and aroused him. He knew at this rate it wouldn't be much longer until his penis exploded.
"Suck me," he told her, "suck. That's what I want you to do. Suck me off."
She was more than eager to supply him with the erotic arousal he wanted now.
"Eat me," he begged her. "Ohhh, yes. Suck me off. That's what I want you to do. Suck me off."
It wasn't going to be much longer before his penis exploded. This was the erotic moment she was waiting for.
"Yes, yes," he whispered enticingly, "suck me. Suck my cock off. Suck my cock off."
The thrill of devouring his cum propelled her to suck him swiftly. Placing her mouth on his penis, she sucked it in. She gripped his ass cheeks and held onto them for dear life as her head bobbed up and down his rock-hard cock. Reaching out, Bill forced her farther down over his shaft. He could feel it slipping past her throat.
"Eat me," he begged her feverishly. "Suck me off. Ohhh, yes. Suck off. Suck me off."
All at once his hot, white sperm shot into her mouth. She gulped joyously.
"Eat me," he begged her. "Suck me. Yes, yes. Suck me off."
He was panting now as he locked his legs around her. Reaching down, he gripped her.
"Come on, Donna," he told her, "I love it when you lick my prick. I've got some sweet cum in there. Suck."
It was really feeling good to him. He was pumping hard now. She loved it. He could feel the excitement tingling to the nerve endings of his legs. Her mouth was making his genitals swell. He was ready to burst. He sobbed out his erotic excitement.
"Ohhh, I can't stand it," he panted. "Suck me."
He knew that he was going to cum now. And he could hardly wait for that moment when she would devour him.
"Eat me," he begged her. "Ohhh, baby, suck me off. Suck me."
Suddenly his penis exploded. Hot, white cream shot into her mouth. She gulped greedily.
"Lick it," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck."
When she finished pulling him off with her mouth and he had shot her a thick load of cum, he observed her big breasts which had been rising and falling as she sucked up and down. Now it was his chance to lick her bosoms.
"Come up here," he told Donna. She moved up.
"Swing your tits over my face," he told her. "I want to lick them."
The young boy let his tongue lick and lash at her breasts. The next thing he wanted her to do was slide her bosoms over his penis.
"Let me feel your tits embrace my cock," he smiled at her.
She cooperated with him. She slid down his body until her breasts encased his cock. He loved this sensation.
"Beautiful," he told her. "That's just the way I like it. Now you're doing it."
The electrifying sensations of his penis between her breasts had her excited.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Now you're doing it."
At this point he could hardly wait. For he was getting hotter every moment.
"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck it."
The thrills were building to a climax. She enjoyed massaging his cock with her breasts. She wanted to feel it slipping into her pussy, however.
She felt it was time to ride his cock. Pulling up, she reached down to grip his massive penis. Gently she eased her crotch down so that her pussy made contact with his cock. With a forward thrust, he plunged into her.
"Fuck," he whispered, "fuck."
He was driving it into her now with hard thrusts. His hands clasped her buttocks.
She enjoyed the feel of his hands grasping her behind.
"Fuck me," he told her hotly. "Fuck me."
The erotic sensations that she felt now had her gyrating.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that. Fuck, baby, fuck."
It would not be much longer before she came.
"Hang tight, baby," he whispered. "We're gonna make it."
With deep, driving jabs, he continued plunging into her. And he fingered her ass hole. Donna enjoyed feeling his finger slipping up her rectum.
She brushed her breasts over his chest and this pleased him.
"I love that," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck."
A look of triumph and satisfaction formed on the young boy's face. His jaw hung slack and his eyes were glazed as he fucked her with feeling. She was creating delightful sensations by grasping with her pussy just right.
"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Fuck."
Together they were reaching a fabulous climax. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer before he came. It was this erotic moment that she was looking forward to.
"Ohhh, baby," he whispered, "you know just what I need. Now you're fucking. Fuck off."
With a savage thrust forward, he was getting her there.
"I can't stand it," she told him as she felt herself juicing. "Oh, baby, your prick is cuming. Flood me with it."
His cock exploded over and over as she gripped his penis and milked it.
"Give it to me," he begged her. "Fuck me."
He went on plunging his cock into her. She was thrilling to it more every moment.
"Right on," he told her. "That's the way I want it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
When he had finished getting his wild fuck, he slowly let her pull off. Once she was off him, she looked at him nervously.
"We really shouldn't have done that."
The problem was his penis remained hard. He looked at her with that lusty, hot desire that told her he still wanted more.
"I suppose you want to slip it up my behind now," she told him.
He nodded agreeably.
"All right, love," she told him. "If that's what you want, I guess you can. But shove easy."
She didn't need to obtain any lubrication for the young boy's penis. Coated with their mutual love juices, it was ready to give her a good, wild fuck.
"I want to feel it," she told him. "And I want to feel it right now."
At this point he was eager to satisfy her. Grasping her ass cheeks, he forged forward.
"I'm gonna fuck it good," he told her, "and you're gonna love it."
With a forceful jab forward, he plunged it right up her ass hole.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're gonna love it. Every fucking inch of it."
His cock thrust into her and she twisted around.
"Grind your hips," he told her. "Let's enjoy it."
Her ass cheeks revolved as his penis plunged into her. His balls bounced on her bare buttocks. She was becoming more aroused every moment.
"Fuck me," she begged eagerly. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me."
His driving penis was bringing her to a sticky climax.
"I want it," she told him. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Keep fucking."
It wasn't just another fuck. This was a unique woman. A woman who seemed to enjoy every inch of his stabbing cock.
"Shove it into me," she whispered. "Let me feel it."
His deep, plunging penis jabbed in up to the hilt. His balls rode her ass hole. She went on twisting in her great style. Bending over, he reached for her bosoms. It didn't take him long to reach down and feel of her pussy. She was moistening now as the waves of erotic pleasure splashed over her body.
"Grind your ass," he told her. "That's how it's done."
Reaching in, he fingered her pussy. He grasped her clit and teased it.
"You've got a neat body," he told her, "and you've let me fuck you every which way. Ohhh, wow! Your husband sure is lucky. I'd like to be in his boots."
He continued jabbing it into her roughly. Suddenly his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The delirious excitement that he was experiencing now caused him to lose sight of the fact that Donna's husband had come home. Clint suspected something was wrong when he noticed the drapes were drawn. Quietly he entered the room and then he looked up at her.
"What the fuck is going on here?" he demanded angrily.
At this point he looked at her.
"Clint," she exclaimed nervously, "what are you doing here?"
"I'm really disappointed in you," he told her. "I never thought you would stoop to this."
It troubled him and annoyed him to see the young boy pulling his rigid penis from his wife's ass hole. The young teenager was fearful.
"I'm getting out of here," he nodded nervously as he looked at Donna and deliberately evaded looking at Clint. When he had finally dressed and walked out the door, Clint never said a word to him. But he looked at his wife.
"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I really am. You know I didn't mean it."
"You didn't mean what?"
"To be unfaithful to you," she complained.
"Yeah," he told her. "It's just your style.
All right, baby, I'm gonna take care of you. I'm gonna screw you like you've never been fucked."
Hastily undressing, Clint strapped on the dildo that she had used on him to massage his prostate gland. He decided he would give her a dildo fuck up her ass hole. Getting behind her, he suddenly decided he would try something different.
"No, not this way," he told her. "I'm gonna lie on my back. And I want you to slide your pussy over my pecker and your ass on this dildo. That will teach you."
She could see it was her husband's way of getting even. She did not like the expression of his face as he made his move.
"You're gonna get fucked and fucked royal," he told her. "You're gonna like it. Yes, you are. When I get through with you, you'll know you've been fucked by a real man."
At this point he gripped her tightly. It didn't take him long to get what he wanted. With a forceful, hard stab, his penis plunged into her pussy. She eased her way down on the dildo. Now she was getting a double fuck. Clint glared up at her.
"I hope you're satisfied," he told her. "Now you have two cocks. Apparently you feel you need another man. Well, there's a dildo up your ass hole and my pecker in your pussy. If that isn't enough, I'll buy you a French fucking machine."
Donna brushed her bosoms across his chest. She hoped that he would be satisfied now that she was submitting to his way-out, lusty desires.
The driving, thrusting penis continued plunging up her ass hole. And at the same time the dildo slid into her pussy. She was getting hotter every moment.
"Fuck me," she cried ecstatically. "Fuck me. I want it."
It wouldn't be much longer at this tempo. It was feeling better every moment.
"Yes, yes," she cried earnestly, "I want to feel it."
With hard, deep strokes he went on thrusting. She got so excited that she couldn't stand it. Soon she was juicing. Her husband's penis went on slipping into her with rough, driving cock jabs.
"That's beautiful," she whispered. "Oh, baby, now you're fucking. Keep it up."
With determination he went on screwing her. She cried out with passionate pleasure as he juiced. She felt herself cuming, too.
When she pulled off him, she was certain that he was satisfied. But a strange look was on his face. He got out his belt and lashed it across her breasts. Next, he whipped her ass with the belt. She pleaded for mercy.
"Stop it," she begged him, "stop it!"
"Now I'm gonna divorce you," he told her. "You're no fucking good. You're a tramp. You're a slut."
Packing his clothes, it didn't take him long to get out of there. No amount of sobbing could change Clint's mind. He had grown too uptight over what she had done. Yet she somehow knew she couldn't help herself. She knew that if another circumstance arose, she probably would do the same thing. That was what bothered her the most.
She felt like taking one sleeping pill too many. However, she forced herself to down just two sleeping pills. She knew that tomorrow would have to be a better day. It couldn't be a worse one.
