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Laura's Sex Needs ....(74k)    by Herbert Richards

FOREWORD

Many women in this age of women's liberation want to work, primarily as a means of relieving boredom in their lives.

Such was the case of Laura E., whose active mind was becoming increasingly stifled by the drudgery of staying home and doing housework with only the minimal relief from those stationary chores.

Her husband Steve, concerned about the boredom pattern that was setting in, purchased his lovely wife a pet, a beautiful German shepherd named Henry who served as a marvelous companion as well as a skilled watchdog whenever her husband was away.

But the pattern of boredom continued. Laura needed more than a pet dog to terminate the drudgery from her life.

Finally Laura broke down and experimented sexually with a man. She told herself that it was just one of those things and was not likely to happen again.

But it did! And with a number of quick successors, all of whom were willing to supply this lovely and often lonesome lass with everything they could in the way of sexual adventure.

Once she found that she had no difficulty turning on with any number of men, she almost proceeded to cross another crucial sex line, this time into the field of lesbian activity, stopping just in time.

Soon her sex appetites began to spin out of control as she enjoyed sex with ever larger numbers of people.

Our story reveals, how dangerous dabbling into various strange sexual pathways can be, for one never truly knows, often until it is too late, where or how far the path will lead.

-The Publisher

CHAPTER ONE

The sound of heavy trudging footsteps from the hall awakened Laura from a deep sleep. Gradually the steps grew closer. Finally the door opened, and a man was standing there. His white shirt was loosened at the collar and his undone bright red tie was hanging down the front. Blinking her eyes hastily in an effort to wake up, she studied him some more.

He was still wearing his light brown dress slacks, but had removed his shoes. Suddenly, she saw his sandy blond hair, and she noticed that a part of his face appeared as if it had a scar. She was too frozen to move. He looked comical as he stared at her in the bed. The wry smile and tousled hair reminded her of a very young man. When his naked muscular frame, accented by thickly constructed shoulders appeared, she thought of a lifeguard. A summer lifeguard.

"Who's gonna speak first?" he asked.

"What are you doing here?" she said, as she yawned.

"I'm sorry baby, but I have to get a fuck. Do you mind?"

The wry smile vanished as he looked at her. She saw that huge jackhammer penis hanging between his legs, and she became intensely nervous.

"Look baby," he said tightly, "I want to screw. Do you understand?"

She pulled the sheets tighter around her. Her whole body snapped to attention.

"I was asleep," she said, trying to make small talk to divert him from what he wanted. "What time is it?"

The man looked at her and shook his head.

"It's time to have sex, baby. That's what time it is."

Now she was becoming more and more nervous.

"Why don't you go somewhere else?" she said, "I wish you would."

"You know your old man shouldn't leave you alone like this," he said as a pensive smile formed on his face.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I'm a stud in need of action. Now let me get in there."

It didn't take him much longer now. He pulled back the sheets and slid in naked beside her. He pulled off her nightie, and soon began licking at her breast. Every way she could, Laura tried to resist him. She hoped that her husband, Steven, would get home at any moment. But, her hopes were in vain. For the room was as quiet as could be, and you could hear a pin drop in the entire house. It must be three o'clock in the morning, she thought to herself. Now, the man's licking became more intense.

"Oh you've got such beautiful breasts, baby," he told her, "oh yes. I like them. I like licking them."

Now he was becoming more and more intense. And she was doing everything she could to divert him.

"You know you could have scared the life out of me," she said softly, "you shouldn't just invade a woman's bedroom."

"Quit talking," he said, "I'm interested in action. Reach down and feel me."

Laura hesitated. She hoped that he wouldn't insist.

"Go ahead, honey," he said smoothly, "feel it."

She knew she had to. Reaching down, she felt his massive tool. As she did so, she realized he was indeed in need of brisk activity.

"It's nice, isn't it, honey?" he chuckled, showing his even white teeth.

He threw his arm around her shoulder and then he pecked her face affectionately with a kiss.

"Poor little girl," he smiled, "afraid of the guy that's gonna rape her. Well, I'm sorry, honey. But everything will be okay, if you don't make a fuss."

The tiger in him suddenly surfaced as he pushed forward and kissed her lips savagely. Working his way inside her mouth he tasted the last remnants of several martinis. And now, his huge penis was pushing against her vagina.

"Look, baby," he said, "I'm really hungry for it. And if you cooperate I won't cause you any trouble. I won't hurt you at all."

Now, he was really prying away at her body with vigorous force. However, he smiled at her and told her, "I want some action. I don't know as you're used to this action, baby, but you better get used to it and fast."

She was afraid now, of what he would do. He had such a strong body, she could imagine him using all of his vigorous force on a football field. Yet, he was soothing and tender. This distinguished him from a typical rapist. And it made her relax a little bit. However, when he said what he wanted next, she wasn't relaxing. Beads of sweat were forming on her face. The man's breath became shorter. And his face wore a lusty crimson glow as he said:

"I've got to have you, baby. I've got to have you the way I want you. I want you to suck. I mean suck everything."

Suddenly, he was moving about the bed and he threw back the bedcovers. Now, he was really getting excited.

"Oh, I love those beautiful breasts," he smiled, "what beautiful boobs."

His hands were caressing her breasts and his head was moving searchingly downward toward her outstretched legs. Pushing his head, he shoved it way inside. His panting became more concentrated as his tongue worked its way around her clitoris with fervent rapidity. His body began to tingle with sexual excitement and he began to pant.

"What a box, what a beautiful box," he muttered, as he applied himself. His hands swept behind her, running up and down her body, finally settling on her buttocks which he caressed. Now, he was really enjoying himself. The warmth of his huge hands sent electrical currents surging through her body.

"You've got a gorgeous butt too," he panted, caressing her as his tongue stimulated the aroused organs.

She reached down, now stimulated herself. Never had her husband, Steve, ever done anything like this to her. It was a beautiful moment. And she liked it.

"Oh, eat me, baby," she suddenly panted, "eat me good."

Now the message combined with the movements of her hands running across the top of his head produced faster movements in the man. Their tingling bodies were bathed in each other's sweat as he grew nearer to climax. Her hands rubbed against him, as she felt him sucking away.

"Oh, suck me," she begged, "suck me, honey."

It was indeed an exciting emotion for her to express. And she knew that she shouldn't be doing such things. Yet, she loved it. Gently prying her pussy lips apart, he looked at her in the dimly lit atmosphere. And he could see the outline of her fur trimmed triangle, and then he let his hot tongue slide inside her moist mound.

"Eat me," she begged, "eat me. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes. That's what I want. Oh yes. Eat it."

Faster and faster now the hot tongue went to town. It was a beautiful moment for them. And as the hot tongue vigorously worked inside of her twat, she pushed upward.

"Oh suck it," she begged, "suck it."

The young man's hands gripped her ass cheeks and his face was buried in her mound. The hot tongue continually lashed away. She loved the feeling of his massaging hands as he went to work on her buttocks. He would grip them, knead them, and really excite her. Now, his hot tongue was splashing away inside of her vagina. She was wiggling about the bed as if she was going to lose her mind.

"Oh, I can't stand it," Laura cried excitedly, "I can't stand it. It's too much."

Suddenly, the man decided that he was going to get her to juice. And it didn't take him much time. He flicked his tongue across her clitoris, and as he did so, he got her so stimulated she suddenly juiced.

"Oohhh," he sighed excitedly, "Juice it baby, juice it."

Now, her hands were on his head. She knew she was doing the wrong thing. But, she was overcome with emotion. Never once had her own husband ever given her such devoted attention. She resented Steve so much, for not giving her this kind of action. And, as the man finished eating her pussy, she let out a tremendous sigh.

"Oohhh, darling," she said, "you should have raped me long ago."

Now, she was eager for more activity. And so was the young man.

"You're gonna suck me now," he smiled, "and I mean suck."

Within a matter of seconds, he had gotten her out of this position and was suddenly sitting on her face.

"Grab my butt," he told her excitedly, "that's it, baby, I'm going to lower now, and your hot tongue is going to do it. That's what I want. Oohhh, yes. Lick. Lick my ass."

Faster and faster, her tongue traveled around his anus. She hated to be forced into this disgusting act, and she looked forward to ceasing her activities as soon as possible.

And then he suddenly pressed down, letting himself go up and down on her tongue as if it were a slippery slide. His hand reached for his staff, and he began pumping.

"Keep licking, baby," he told her eagerly, "keep licking. Oh yes, that's what I dig."

Laura was crazed with angry desperation. She realized she was doing something awful, and hated it. Every wild second of it.

"Suck!" he begged, "suck. Oh yes, baby. Suck it."

Faster and faster the hot tongue traveled inside him. And with every jab of it, he became more and more excited.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "that's wild. Oh yes, baby, do it."

Now he was going out of his gourd with delight and pleasure.

"Oohhh," he panted eagerly, "that's beautiful. Yes, suck it. Suck me. Oh, baby, suck me good."

His hand was pumping furiously on his penis as he continued. Now he wanted his testicles sucked.

"Baby, you're gonna get my sweaty balls next."

He moved away so the balls dangled over her face. Opening her mouth she began licking them.

"Take them both in, honey, and suck them."

Into her hot mouth she took the stranger's balls. She sucked on them just as he told her to. And then she saw the huge penis. Her husband's organ was nowhere near as long as this man's who had invaded her house. While she knew she should resent him and hate him, she nevertheless was thankful that at last she was getting some action of a variety that her own hot nature needed.

"Now you're going to get my rod," he said, "and you're gonna get some good candy."

She released his balls, and let her tongue travel to the top of his penis. And suddenly he stabbed his member into her mouth and told her:

"Start sucking, baby. Start doing it."

She let her mouth do its things over his staff. Swiftly, she went to town and he loved the feeling of it.

"Oh suck it," he begged her, "eat me. Eat me good."

His message, combined with his movements, really got her excited. Her hands now were gripping his buttocks and massaging them.

"Slide your fingers around my buttocks," he told her.

She slid her fingers around and he was excited.

"Keep going, baby," he told her excitedly, "keep going."

Now, he was really turned on. With his penis buried in her mouth and his balls bouncing on her chin, he got harder and harder.

"Keep it going, baby," he told her, "keep it going. Keep sucking on that lollypop. You're gonna have a good load of juice down your throat in a second."

Now, she was excited.

"A little exercise will do wonders for that gorgeous little red tongue of yours."

Now she was going to town on the head of it. She was licking in quick short strokes, and she could taste him. The taste suddenly excited her. She wanted to know exactly what he would be like. And she enjoyed him. She was thrilled and happy that she had surveyed the young man from head to toe. And what a man he was. The firmness of his body, his handsome muscular thighs and calves. She loved it. She liked feeling his firm round buttocks, and she was enjoying sliding her fingers around them. He had bushy long hair, and this didn't bother her a bit. He was like a Tarzan, and she wanted him.

"Suck it," he begged, "suck it, baby. Suck it."

Every second, he was like a dog at the end of the leash. He was ready to shoot any second. He was getting hotter and hotter again.

"Oohhh, baby," he panted, "you're doing a good job on my cock. Oh yes."

In vigorous thrusts, he was really going to town.

"A little slower, baby," he whispered. "Let me enjoy it awhile. We've got all kinds of time."

Now, she hated to slow down at all. But she did want to make him happy. However, his pace remained fast. What did he expect? In a horse race strategy, it is often dictated by a front runner that likes to sprint. And this young stud set his pace by going down into her throat with such rapid intensity, that she was determined to make the most of it. Together they were generating steam. Her hands pressed on his buttocks, and his hands gripped her head, guiding her. His breath was coming short.

"Oohhh, I'm almost there. Suck me. Suck me faster. Okay, baby, get ready for a supercharge."

The sensual gasps were giving way to one long sigh of release. Now, she was tasting him and all his impassioned glory. The load ranked alongside his best. That was saying quite a bit.

"Suck it," he begged quickly, "suck, baby, suck. Get the juice out. Oohhh, aahhh, yes. Yes. Oh, baby, eat my organ."

Laura loved his obscenities. It was intriguing and exciting to her.

"Oohhh," he panted, "eat it. Eat it, baby."

Now, he was sliding his tool slowly out of her mouth. And Laura pulled her fingers away from his buttocks. She hated to release him. She felt the sides of his buttocks and the rapidly flexing muscles as he continued to thrust in small strokes.

"That's enough, baby," he smiled, "it tickles now."

She let him withdraw reluctantly. She had enjoyed it so much, she hated to see it come to an end.

"Oh, baby," she smiled, "you're too much." Now he was through. And he knew that it was time to go.

"You know," she said, "you could get sent up for doing what you've done to me."

"Yes, but you enjoyed it," he smiled.

And as she turned around, he got a look at her firm buttocks. His penis suddenly stiffened again.

"You've got beautiful legs," he said quickly.

"Takes one helluva lot of nerve for you to talk about me like that," she said, "you ought to be ashamed of yourself. Now what if I would reach over there and grab the phone."

"You won't," he said, and suddenly, he grabbed her as she did reach tantalizingly across for the phone.

Now, he let his hand find its way around her buttocks. He gently squeezed them.

"That damned butt of yours, I noticed right away. So firm, fully packed, compact."

She said, "you're not going to fuck me again, are you?"

"Sure I am, baby," he said, "but I'm going to have my cigarette first."

He sat on her and smiled. She was too tense now to do anything.

"You'd kill me with a thing like that," she said.

"Don't worry about it, baby," he said, "you do a lot of worrying."

"Well I have to," she said, "after all I don't know what you want to do to me? You might want to kill me when you finish."

"Kill you?" he chuckled, "never. It would be stupid to do a thing like that. Now let's have that cute pussy."

She looked at him tensely and said, "You've got to do something about it. You can't just run that big thing in there."

"Well no," he said, putting out his cigarette, "I'm going to spit in my hand and use it for my shaft. Then, it'll slide up there nice."

Now he was spitting in his hand and using his spit at the head of his cock. He got her in position, and pulled her into place as he suddenly let his huge organ slide in there. Now, he pried her ass cheeks apart, and slowly eased the tool in there. Laura was scared out of her wits, but she didn't have to be, for he was going to get in there quickly. With a sudden hard jab, he rammed it to her.

"Fuck it, baby," he told her smoothly, "fuck. Fuck it."

Now he was really going to town. With rapid fire thrusting, he got more turned on and more turned on.

"Keep it up, baby," he told her excitedly, "keep doing it. Oh yes, that's wild. Keep doing it."

Faster and faster the hard member rode into her. And she was enjoying it more every second.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "that's wild. Oh yes. That's beautiful. Keep it going, keep it going."

Faster and faster the hot tool drilled into her vagina.

"Roll it," he told her excitedly, "roll your ass cheeks. Oh yes. Like that. Oh I love it." Faster and faster the penis shoved in there. And she was enjoying it more every moment.

"Keep it up, baby," he told her eagerly, "keep doing it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes. That's beautiful."

Faster and faster now she twisted her tail. She was amazed that it could be so pleasurable. Reaching around, he gripped her tits. And he enjoyed pinching her nipples as he stabbed her pussy.

"Fuck," he panted, "fuck. Oh baby, keep fucking. That's what I dig. Oh baby, fuck. Fuck it!"

Faster and faster now he drilled her mound. And her buttocks were thrusting back to him. He loved the way she ground her hips around, as if to help him.

"You like it," he panted, "sure you do."

Now he was going out of his mind with delight.

"Keep it going, baby," he panted excitedly, "oh yes."

Now the pleasure was building. Faster and faster the hot tool drilled her vagina. The farther it went up her female organ, the more excited he became. Then he pulled his hands off her breasts, gripped her buttocks, and played with them.

"Oh baby," he told her excitedly, "that is wild. Really wild."

The hot pleasure was building. And they were enjoying it more every second.

"Keep it up, baby," he told her eagerly, "keep twisting your tail. I'm almost there. Oh yes. That's what I want. A little more action. Oh, fuck it, baby. Fuck it!"

He was going out of his mind with delight now, as she continued her movements.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "that is beautiful. Oh yes, baby, keep it up. Faster, faster."

The hot tool was drilling her as she had never been drilled before. And she was loving it. Every fabulous second of it.

"Oh baby," she said, "I just love having you in me. I never knew I would enjoy this so much."

"I dig it too, baby," he told her excitedly, "You've really got a sweet pussy to fuck."

Now he was almost out of his gourd with passion. He knew that it wouldn't be much longer until his juices shot.

"Keep it going baby," he told her excitedly, "keep pumping that butt back to me. You're gonna get it. Oh yes. You're gonna love it."

Suddenly, the hot tool exploded in her. She ground her hips around, and he reached down to play with her vagina. Now he was working at her clitoris. He knew that it wouldn't be much longer until he got her there.

"Keep it up, baby," he panted, "keep doing it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes. Keep doing it."

He didn't stop fingering her until she had cum. His hot fingers kept going at her. And every second, she became more stimulated until she knew she was going to juice in a second.

"Oh baby," he panted, "I'm almost there. Oh yes. I can't stand it."

Now, she felt the juice trickling down her leg.

"Ohhhh," she sighed, "that's too much."

As the hot juice trickled down her leg, he pulled away from her.

"Okay, baby, I took care of you. No complaints."

As he started to leave, he looked at her and said:

"You're a pretty good fuck. Next time, you better watch your doors. You didn't even lock the place up tonight."

"Is that how you got in?" she said, puzzled. "I thought sure I locked it."

"Well, you didn't, baby," he said, "and I've had my eye out for you. You're a mighty sweet chick. And your husband doesn't come around too much. Maybe, he's got some other woman on the side."

"You seem to know quite a bit about me," she said.

"Enough," he assured her.

Then he left. As she lay there alone, she broke out in a cold sweat. He was gone, but her fears weren't. Several moments later, she heard footsteps once more. And now she quivered. She got out of the bed immediately, and locked the door. When she heard someone pounding on the door, she said, "Go away."

"What are you talking about?" her husband asked drunkenly, slurring his words. "Oh, it's you," she said.

"Well yes," he chuckled, "who did you think it was, Mickey Mouse?"

"Oh come in," she said nervously, "come in."

When she looked at her husband Steve in his drunken state, she was disgusted. She had a very good idea that he had been playing with someone. However, at this point, she had to tell the truth.

"Look," she said, "some damned molester came in here."

"What?" he asked.

"Yes," she said tightly, "the damned son-of-a-gun came in and wanted to have sex with me."

"Did he?" Steve asked deliberately.

Suddenly guilt and revulsion came over her. She knew that she had actually agreed. And this was the part that upset her.

"No," she lied, "I fought him off. But, I'll tell you one thing, a woman ought to have her husband with her at night. And this isn't right for you to be coming in at this hour."

"Well, you were a mighty lucky woman," he said, "you could have been killed."

"I know that," she said.

"I'm going to buy you a guard dog tomorrow," Steve told Laura. "Oh, baby, I'm sorry."

He got-into bed and smiled.

"Darling?" she said, "have you been out with anyone?"

"Only with some business associates," he said tensely.

She paused. "At this hour?" she asked him.

"Well, we work in the office until all hours," he covered as quickly as he knew how.

"I don't believe you," she said.

Now her husband, who had completely stripped, walked over to her.

"Kiss me, dear," he said, "you don't know what you did to me when you told me that some man was in here invading my private domain."

Steve's hot lips found Laura's quickly. He entered her mouth and their tongues locked. Then, with a little boy smile he said:

"Let me play bartender."

He walked out of the room, and returned with two bottles tucked under his arm. One of scotch and the other soda. He also had two empty glasses in the other. With a mischievous grin, he quickly mixed drinks, taking a long swallow from his as he handed her a drink.

"You're a thirsty boy tonight, my dear," she observed.

Steve kissed the top of Laura's head. "We live in a thirsty world, my sweet."

Soon, he was feeling her all over.

"Not tonight," she said, "please not tonight."

He looked at her eagerly and said, "Play with my penis, sweetheart."

In desperation she turned to him and said, "Don't you have any understanding of what I've been through?"

"Jerk it real good and get it hard."

Steve was oblivious to anything his wife was saying. His head was spinning, and his cock wouldn't get hard. He wanted her to give it some action. She reached down reluctantly and began jerking. The last thing she needed now, was sex. She needed more a pair of indefatigable hands. Unfortunately, she was out of words.

"Try to suck it back up, Laura," he encouraged. "I think it's going to shoot if you would."

Now, she went down there and began sucking. She began to cry as she thought about what a terrible husband she had. He could care less about what was happening to her. She could hardly pump any life into it.

"Sorry, baby," he said, "I guess I can't satisfy you anymore."

Laura was glad that he had said this. And she hoped she could get some rest. She went back to the bed and tried to get some sleep.

"Go down on me once more," he suggested. "You can get your satisfaction that way."

She went down on his penis, and was sucking vigorously. To his surprise, she was doing things she hadn't done before. Suddenly, all of the things that she had been doing with the stranger who had invaded her privacy, were coming back to her in a flash. And she was vigorously giving him a hot cock workout as he had never had her do it before.

"Baby," he said, "you're improving. That's beautiful."

He leaned back on the bed, and spread his legs. Her mouth remained on his penis. He put his hands behind his head as he watched her going down on him.

"Eat me," he begged her, "eat me. Oh yes, Laura, that's beautiful. Eat the cock."

Faster and faster, Laura's mouth traveled over his shaft. And she was enjoying it more every moment.

"Keep it up, baby," he begged her, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it, Just like that."

The hot delight that she was experiencing as she sucked on her husband's penis surprised even her. She played with his buttocks as he wiggled around.

"You're giving me a great blow job," he said, "yes, wifey. Husband wouldn't have to step out if he always got action like this. I guess that guy coming in here got you so scared, you appreciated me when I came back. Yes, suck it. That's it, baby. Suck it."

She was sucking vigorously now and the pleasure was increasing every moment. "Keep it up, baby," he told her excitedly, "yes, that's it. Keep going. Faster, honey, faster. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes. That's the way to do it. Keep doing it. Faster, faster."

The hard driving penis was increasing its tempo and she was enjoying it more every moment.

"Oohhh, that's beautiful. Oh, yes, baby, suck it. Suck faster."

Reaching down, Steve guided his wife's head over his long sliding tool. She was fingering his testicles with one hand and feeling his buttocks with the other. He was wiggling about the bed unable to absorb the fact that his wife was finally giving him head the way he liked it.

"Eat me," he panted eagerly, "eat me, baby. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. That's what I need. Oh baby, suck the cock, suck it off. Suck. Suck it, baby."

Now the pleasure was increasing. And with every thrust, he enjoyed it more.

"Keep it up, baby," he told her excitedly, "keep doing it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes. That's wild. Keep sucking."

Faster and faster the hot tool was riding into her mouth, and suddenly the penis slid down her throat. She enjoyed the feeling of the cock sliding down there. And so did her husband. Now; even in his reckless drunken state, he was doing his thing. In precise movements, working like a well oiled piston, he slid that cock down her throat. He was getting wilder and wilder.

"Oohhh," he panted, "eat me, baby. Eat me. I'm almost there."

He was gasping as he latched onto her hair with his hands. Now, he was almost ready to shoot.

"Suck that prick," he told his wife, "suck it, baby. Suck the juice out. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, way up and down. That's it. Go down on the base of the penis. Play with the balls. Oh, honey, I'm almost there. Keep doing it."

Now he was really enjoying it.

"Oohhh," he panted, "suck. Suck it. Suck it out. Oh baby, keep sucking. That's beautiful. Eat the rod. Eat it, baby. Eat that cock."

At this point, the hot juice suddenly shot down her throat and she could hardly believe it. The wild delight that she was experiencing was surpassing anything that she had ever had before.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "that is beautiful, baby. Oh yes. Suck. Suck the juice. Suck the juice out of the penis."

Finally, the hot cock exploded in her mouth. And as she got a taste of her husband's sperm, she was pleased and delighted. It was creamy and thick. That made her think he hadn't been playing around. His balls couldn't be loaded like that if he had been.

"Oh honey, suck. Suck. Oh, baby, what a blow job. You're beautiful. Oh yes, baby, I loved it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes."

The hot delight that had flashed through his body, eclipsed anything that he had ever had with any other woman. And now, he had learned he had a fairly good thing at home. As Laura slipped her mouth off his cock, he looked at her quietly.

"Oh, baby," he sighed, "come up here. Let daddy wrap his arms around you. Let daddy protect you."

Laura went instantly to her husband's arms. And the warmth and protection that she felt, helped her.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "what a beautiful baby you are. I loved that."

The hot juicy sperm that had shot out of his cock into her was something else. She had really enjoyed it, much more than she ever thought she could or would.

"Oohhh," he sighed ecstatically, "you are too much."

She was brushing her breasts over his chest. And he loved it.

"Let me suck your breasts," he said.

Moving up on the bed, she flopped her breasts in his face. He gripped one breast and began sucking. He sucked smoothly and slowly, like a little baby. He let his hot tongue lick all around the nipple. She loved it. He bore down gently with his teeth.

"Suck, suck baby, suck."

Now, his pleasure had increased. And he loved every sucking second of it.

"Oh, honey," he said, "you're beautiful. You're beautiful."

His hands were wandering over her body now and he moved from one breast to the other. Laura had never been so loved in her life. Even though she was fearful of ever having anyone invade her bedroom again, she was thrilled and excited and delighted that finally her husband, Steve, had opened up. Before, he had been much too much to himself. Perhaps, she mused to herself, he actually had been drinking at the bar alone. If that was the case, she felt sad for judging him wrong so many times. For over and over she had suggested that he had another woman oh the sly. And maybe, he was just trying to drown his sorrows or business difficulties that were plaguing him, with booze. Perhaps, she shouldn't have judged him completely.

"Oh, honey," she said, "I love the way you suck my breasts. You haven't sucked me like that since our wedding night."

Steve removed his mouth from her breast and told her gently, "Honey, I've always wanted to try different things with you. But you resisted me. Tonight, you did everything. That's what I wanted. And don't think I don't appreciate it."

"Me too," she smiled, "it was beautiful tonight. Just beautiful tonight."

The hot pleasure that they both felt surpassed anything else.

"Oh, baby," she said quietly, "you know how much I dig you. You're really something else."

"I'll confess," he said, "I did have a little affair with one of the girls at the office. But it was nothing big."

"Let me tell you which one," she said indignantly, "I know all about that one. It was Marjorie, wasn't it?"

"How did you know?" he asked curiously.

"I have my spies honey," she said, "you know you can trust me."

"Yes," he said, "but can I trust any of the women in my office?"

"That, darling, is a good question," she told him tightly, "if I were you, I wouldn't be so disposed to playing around. It could get you into a lot of trouble."

"I read you," he said nervously, "and I'll be careful."

"A very good idea," she informed him.

At this point, he looked at her sternly.

"You know I don't like you prying into my business at the office."

"Well, I have to protect what is mine," she said, "and, darling, I have a vested interest in you. After all, you are my husband."

"You know, baby," he said, "we should make a police report about that guy that broke in here."

"Well I scared him away," she said.

"How did you do that, honey?" he asked.

"Well, when I heard him coming down the hall, I immediately locked the bedroom door. Then I got on the phone and pretended I was calling the police. That did it. I told him that he'd better get out or I would have twenty-five police cars there."

"You're a pretty good liar," he said. "Yes, I am," she smiled, knowing that she had really lied.

His arm went around his wife and they began to go to sleep.

"Remind me to get you that dog tomorrow," he said, "I want somebody to protect you. And a dog, I believe, is better than anything. If I hired a guard, he might get infatuated with you. You've got such beautiful boobs, he might want to turn on with you."

"I appreciate your trusting me," she said sleepily, as she drifted off to sleep.

He continued letting his hands wander over and around her body, feeling her mound. However, now Laura was fast asleep and he decided he'd better go to sleep too. But, the thought of anyone breaking into his house was really upsetting to him. It made him toss and turn nervously all night. Then he kept thinking about the dog. What kind of dog would he get? Thoughts like these were buzzing through his mind, giving him a very restless night. However, at the first streak of dawn, he started to rise. He was determined that he was going to get up and buy a dog, and see to it she was protected.

CHAPTER TWO

The first thing that Steve said to his wife when she awakened the next morning was, "You're the grooviest fuck in the whole town."

He went back to bed naked, put his arms around her, and kissed her. Waking up by degrees she blinked her eyes and looked at him. A faint ripple of breeze made its way into the room though the open window. And then he said, "Baby, it's a beautiful morning. Ana I'm hungry for you."

Her eyes were wide awake now for the first time. And the freshness of the outdoors contrasted radically with his bedraggled look. His hair was tousled in his face in the manner of a mangy puppy. His eyes were slits, red ones at that. His chalky white complexion made the barbed wire beard stand out noticeably.

"Good morning," he smiled.

"How do you feel?"

"Oh, I'm a little dizzy," he said, "I don't feel too good."

She decided that she better get downstairs and put the coffee on. That would get him going.

"Get a hot shower, honey," she suggested, as she left the room.

She went to the kitchen, and started the coffee percolating. Then she glanced at the clock in the kitchen. It was now eight thirty. And, she knew it was amazing that they got up that early considering all that he had been through the night before. Steve headed for the bathroom to the shower. And a few moments later he descended down the stairs and appeared at the table for breakfast. A shave and a shower always gave him a more civilized look after a long night of drinking. Some eye drops removed the ugly redness, and several cups of coffee later he was partially shocked back to the morning after realities.

"Morning, honey," he smiled.

"Good morning, darling," she said, "how are you?"

"Just fine," he said.

Now, he looked at her eagerly.

"Darling, we've got to get you a dog. We can't leave you here alone. I don't want to trust any guy coming in here and doing what happened last night."

"It did make me nervous as hell, honey," she admitted. "It was a terrible thing. I will never forget it as long as I live."

"Nor will I," he said, "that was awful what that monster was trying to do to you."

"I know, baby," she smiled, "I know."

After breakfast, she went back to the bedroom and got dressed. And now, when she returned to the living room, she noticed her husband was looking at the sport section in the newspaper.

"I wish you wouldn't spread the paper all over," she said disgustedly, "it doesn't make for a neat house."

"Would you quit worrying about a neat house," he said, "home is a place to live."

"I know," she said, "but it also is a place to keep clean, And don't you ever forget it."

Now he was eager to have some fun with her. And she was eager to frisk and frolic too.

"Why don't we go upstairs and have some more sex?" he smiled suddenly.

"But you're dressed and I'm dressed," she reminded him.

"What's that got to do with it, baby?" he said, "last night we came alive for the first time. We really had fun. There are many things I want to do with you, darling, that for some reason I was just afraid to ask. But after the way you did what you did last night, I'm not afraid anymore."

"Al! right," she agreed, "but I really shouldn't."

That was it. He knew that she wanted to and he was just as eager.

"Okay," she agreed. And together they went upstairs. Now they were determined to have a good time. And she took off all of her clothes and tossed them aside. As he got a look at her beautiful body standing there glistening, he was really excited. He held out his tool and smiled at her.

"Baby, what are we going to do with it?"

"Maybe we should suck first," she suggested, "how about a sixty-nine style?"

"Now you're talking," he said quickly.

The two of them got on the bed and she reached for his dong while he reached for her pussy. As his hot tongue lashed away at her mound, she went to town on his penis. Her mouth moved up and down in rapid strokes, as he thrust forward. And soon he was becoming more and more turned on.

"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, "does that ever feel good. Oh yes. I just love that. Keep doing it."

Encouraged by her husband's words, Laura let her mouth travel up and down his long juicy stick.

"Oohhh," he panted, "that is beautiful, baby. Oh yes, I just love that. Oh, baby, give it to me." Faster and faster, her hot tongue licked on his juicy penis. And at the same time, her husband kept himself busily occupied letting his tongue stab away on her vagina. His tongue reached in and probed inside her. He loved the taste and smell of her. He liked to lick the clitoris. He enjoyed opening her up and glancing at her during the daylight. It gave him an opportunity to admire her and see it.

"Oohhh," she panted, as she felt his tongue going now in piston precision movements as if it were a small penis. "Oh, lover, you don't know what you're doing to me. You're killing me."

The hot tongue stabbed away ferociously, and she went back to licking his firm organ. Suddenly, he got so excited he had to thrust it excitedly. The rapid activity was bring them there.

"Oohhh," he panted, "I love that. Oh yes, baby. Keep doing it. That's what I want. Keep it going. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes."

Faster and faster the hot juicy action continued. He was enjoying it more every moment and so was she.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "that's too much, baby. Oh yes, I just love it. Keep it going."

Now, he had reached that point where he was ready to unload. And she opened her mouth.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "that's too much. Oh, baby, I'm going to juice. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes."

The hot juice flashed down her throat. At the same instant his juicing triggered her own. It acted as a catalyst for her vagina. And swiftly she juiced.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "I can't stand it. Oh, baby, it's too much."

The hot delight of what she was experiencing now reached her. She was amazed at how much she enjoyed it.

"Oh baby, eat my mound."

Delightedly he kept it there. And nothing could stop him.

"Suck my pussy," she begged him on, "suck me, baby. Suck me. Suck that mound."

Eager to please her, he kept his hot tongue slashing away at her vagina. And he got more juice making her climax in multiples. Now, he let a finger slide against her right buttock to complete the trip.

"Ooohhh," she panted excitedly, "I love it when your finger glides up there."

Seeing her beautiful buttocks wiggle around, gave Steven an idea. Why couldn't he fuck her vagina? When he had finished eating her pussy, then had pulled his mouth off her and licked his lips, he smiled.

"Baby, you were beautiful," she told him, "you really were."

"Thank you, darling," he nodded.

At this point, he was eager and ready for sex.

"Oh, baby," he told her quickly, "I want it. I want more sex."

"Sure you do, sure you do, baby. Well, you're going to get it in spades."

His hot tongue began sweeping around her buttocks. She moved about as if she were on a cloud. She loved the exciting feeling of his tongue lashing at her most intimate area.

"Suck my cheeks," she urged him on.

"Oh, baby, keep it going. That's what I want, oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Keep doing it. Oohhh, aahhh, suck. Suck."

The hot delicious excitement of what they were doing, had gotten to her. And she could hardly stand it any longer.

"Oohhh," she panted eagerly, "keep doing that. Just like that. Now I'm enjoying it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby yes. That's the way to do it. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes!"

The exciting feeling of his tongue pumping in piston movements, all around her lovely buttocks, increased with every jab. Now, Steve's penis was so hard he asked her to stroke him.

"Pull my meat," he begged his wife, "pull it, honey."

Reaching down, she began pulling on it. And the more she pulled, the more excited he became.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "that's wild, Oh yes, baby, that's beautiful. Keep doing it. Faster, honey, faster. That's what I dig. Oh yes, just like that."

Faster and faster, the hot hand pulled on his penis. And he enjoyed it more every moment.

"Keep it up, baby," she begged, "keep doing that. Like that, lover. Oh yes. Just like that."

Faster and faster the hot tongue went to town. And they were enjoying it more every sucking second. Now, he told her, "I'm going to fuck your pussy. It was fun eating it, but you're going to love it when I fuck it."

Her husband got up and moved about the bedroom, as if he were completely familiar with this type of thing. This indeed surprised Laura, for he had never before licked her there. She just kept quiet and watched.

"You seem familiar with this kind of fucking, honey," she said.

"Well, I know my way around," he said, flashing her a knowing smile. And now he was ready. He came over to the bed and told her what position he, wanted her in.

"Now get on all fours and I'll fuck you like a dog."

"Okay," she said.

She got on all fours and soon the hot penis was gliding up inside her vagina. It was indeed an exciting moment.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "you're killing me. That's wild. Oh yes, baby. Fuck it. Fuck it like that. Faster, honey, faster. Oh yes."

Faster and faster the hot tool drilled. And she became more exited every second.

"Oohhh," she panted eager, "keep doing it. Like that, baby. Yes. Oh I love it. Faster, faster."

The penis riding into her was really something else. Steve slammed it home as he glided up her vagina smoothly. She wiggled her buttocks and he loved it. He gripped her cheeks in his hands and squeezed them. He looked down to see his huge slickened tool sliding in and out.

"Oohhh," he panted, "I've never been in the mood for anything as much as this fuck. You really are doing it beautifully. Keep doing it. Oh yes, I love it."

Now they were oblivious to nothing but the penis plowing steadily into her. And with every thrust, she became more stimulated. He was determined to reach a climax quickly. And, she kept twisting.

"Fuck it," he begged her, "fuck, fuck, baby, fuck!"

Now he was really turned on. And he could hardly wait for that fantastic second.

"Oohhh," she panted excitedly, "I love it, baby. Feel of me. Feel my breasts while you're fucking me. That will make it more fun."

He reached around and began feeling of her breasts. And suddenly it vividly flashed back to her exactly the way the other man had balled her. She hated to admit it, but her husband wasn't as effective at doing it as the other man was. He was younger and quite a stud. But she never could mention anything about that, for her husband would be furious.

"Give it to me," she told him excitedly, "give it to me."

Faster and faster it was going now, and he was really stimulated.

"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck it."

Now, his huge organ was sliding in there farther than it had ever gotten in before.

"Every inch is in there now, baby," he told her as he played with her breasts nervously. "Oh, baby, I love it. Oh yes. Just inserting my cock in your pussy has given me what I have needed."

She kept grabbing at his cock with her vagina muscles. And the pleasure continued increasing. He was kissing her now around her ears, in a tickling licking sensation, as the virile sexual thrusts continued into her asshole.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he gasped, as he thrust his huge cock into her. The enormous rod pushing forward, was almost too far. He rocked forward with the force of his entire body, giving him sensations he never knew existed.

"You like it, baby. You really like it?" he'd occasionally pant, looking at his wife excitedly in the mirror's reflection. He loved to see them together in this position. He loved to see her butt arched up to him, and his huge cock sliding in.

"Oh yes," she panted eagerly, "give me more, honey. Give me more."

This message was music to his ears. Quickly, he resumed his efforts. The crescendo intensified, and her hips gyrated with every unrestrained thrust. Shortly he'd shot, and this was what he was waiting for.

"Fuck," he panted, "fuck it. Fuck. Fuck!"

He was repeating his thrusts with steam engine cadence. Now his hands were working on her buttocks. He was grasping them, gripping them, and enjoying the sight of them as they reddened under his hands. In the midst of his excited movements, his mind flashed back to a girl at the office he had balled this way. It seemed as if his wife was injecting more sensitivity into the act. Momentarily, he was savoring sex with her as much as he had with anyone else in his life. Now, he was watching in the mirror. He was striving valiantly not to let it go off. It was too much fun. As he continued stepping up the pace, his eyes closed and he envisioned a girl, at the office that he had made it with. He could see Marjorie's creamy white buttocks. He could see his member sliding into her sensually.

"Oohhh," his wife panted, "that's wild. Oh yes, baby. You're getting there now."

Encouraged, Steve accelerated his pace.

"Oh, baby, I'm almost there," he sighed, rocking vigorously.

"So am I," she said.

Now he reached around her, and gripped her hot juicy mound. And as his fingers slipped inside he began fingering her. He could tell she was moistening, and she would make it too.

"We're really in harmony now, honey," he panted as he pushed, "oh yes, baby. This is beautiful. Keep doing it."

Faster and faster the hot tool drilled into her. And she was getting more and more stimulated every scintillating second.

"Oohhh," he panted eager, "this is beautiful. Oh yes baby. Keep doing it. Faster, honey, faster. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes."

The enormous delight that he felt at the sight of his tool screwing his wife's mound forced him to explode a second later.

"Oohhh," he gasped as he shot his wad high into her, "I'm shooting baby, twist it. Twist it. Are you aiming?"

His fingers were feverishly now in her slit as he brought her around.

"I am too, darling," she panted excitedly, "I'm there, baby. I'm there."

The hot juicy cum flashed down her legs.

"Oohhh," he sighed, "oh, baby, that was wild. That was wild fucking."

The pleasure that he had derived from his fantastic sex, was almost more than he could stand.

"Oh, baby," he panted eagerly, "what a wild time we had."

The beautiful emotions that had surged through his body as well as hers in this joint operation, was really something else. At last Steve learned he didn't have to be with anyone else but his wife. Laura would do everything that he wanted. Maybe she would even swap.

He eased his tool out of her vagina not wanting to hurt her as he pulled the enormous penis, which was still hard, out. When he flipped over on the bed and lay there, she looked at him. He scratched his head irritably, watching her.

"You know, baby," he said, "I just can't get over what happened last night. I'm so fortunate and you are too, that that guy didn't do anything bad to you."

"I know, darling," she said, "we've got to get double locks and that dog today."

"Right on, darling," he said, "I'm not going to let anybody have my precious baby. Nobody."

"I agree."

Now he was so turned on, his body was trembling.

"Why are you shaking, honey?" she asked nervously. "Am I?" he asked.

"Why yes, darling," she said, "You are." Steve shrugged.

"Honey," she said eagerly, "you know I love you, don't you?"

"I guess you do."

"Of course I do," she said, nervously trembling. She was wondering if the man would ever try to come back. And that thought made her body quiver.

"You're thinking about last night, aren't you?" he asked.

"Yes."

"I could tell."

She looked vaguely away, and got off the bed. She walked over to the window. She looked out into the street. And there was nothing there but the trees and the traffic in the distance.

"Isn't it strange," she said, "that that guy would pick on me."

"Not at all," Steve said, "he's probably seen you around. You wear those short skirts and then he gets a look at those boobs and he goes out of his gourd. Maybe he has his own girl, but he wanted a nice piece of tail on the side if he could find it. Men are like that."

"Are they?" she said.

"Yes," he said, "they like playmates. That, baby, is the way it is."

"Well, do women ever want playmates too?" she asked.

"Women are different," he said, "they just are different."-"Are they?" she said.

"Of course they are," he tried to explain. "It's just completely different."

"Well, maybe they are and maybe they aren't," she suggested, slyly, "for example, darling, I don't think you know me at all."

"Oh, yes I do," he told her quickly, "I know you like a book."

There was no getting away from it now, he was really turning on with her.

"Let's get that dog."

They got out of bed and went downstairs when they had finished dressing. Then they went out to the car and drove away. First, they stopped at a lock shop and got a double lock. Then they purchased the dog. The purchase of the dog took some time.

"Well, darling, are you sure you want that German shepherd?" he asked his wife.

"Yes," she told him, "I am completely sure. And, I love him. What's his name?" she asked the owner of the shop.

"Well, I've called him Henry," the pet shop owner explained. "Henry is a good name. It reminds me of an old friend of mine."

"Henry," she said.

The big dog came to her. He licked her hand.

"Henry, darling," she smiled, "I think you would be a great dog to protect me."

"Have you had any trouble?" the pet shop owner asked her.

"We certainly have," Steve boomed. "My wife tells me that last night when I came home a little late, some crazy sex maniac was trying to get in. Fortunately, she scared him off."

"She was very lucky," the pet shop owner smiled. "And, I would strongly suggest that you get this dog. Because, if the man didn't get what he wanted, he might come back."

"Do you really think so?" Laura asked eagerly.

"Why yes," the man said, "it happens."

The pet shop owner was nervous as he looked at her as well as curious. He could not understand why she almost seemed glad at the prospect of having him back.

"You know," he said, "you can't be too careful. One has to watch everything."

"You can say that again," she said nervously.

There was no doubt in his mind, but there was in her husband's, about everything. Steve's brow furrowed as he looked at her.

"You frustrate me, baby," he said, "for a second there I thought you wanted the jerk to come back. Are you some kind of masochist? Do you get a thrill out of this kind of thing?"

"Oh, honey," she said, "let's not talk about it. You sound like you've been drinking."

"Well, I haven't been," he said, "but it drives me nuts to listen to you. I'm getting to where I'm cringing every time I hear the word about that character that crawled into your place last night."

"Our place, darling," she said, "and I only wish you had been there. I'm sure you could have protected me."

"Well, Henry will protect you both from now on," the pet shop owner said. "Of course, he costs a little."

"How much?" she asked.

"Well, I'd have to have a couple hundred for him," he said, "and at that price, he's cheap."

"Oh," Steven said, "that is rather expensive."

"Not when you consider how much safety this dog will give you. For example, a woman last week who came in here, told me she couldn't afford the dog. And you know what happened to her, don't you?"

"No," Steven said, "what?"

"Well, Cynthia Walker was found bludgeoned to death. And it really was something else. You probably read about it in the papers. It was outside her mountain cabin last month."

"Enough," Laura said, "we are buying Henry."

"I guess we better, honey," her husband agreed.

He wrote out the check quickly and they took Henry with them.

"Here are his papers," the pet shop owner said with pride in his voice. "Henry is a thoroughbred. I'm sure he will be happy with you and you will be happy with him."

They got into their car and there was a freeway pile-up. It disgusted them both not to be able to get home and start making a home for Henry. Finally, the traffic began moving. Then, when they got into the house with the dog they had to figure out a place for him.

"My headache is leaving me," Steve said. "One more Alka-Seltzer and I'll be all right."

She realized that his hangover had affected him. And, she looked at him through disgusted eyes.

"Well, I hope you've learned your lesson, dear. I hope I don't have to wait all night for you to come home anymore. I think I can give you enough good hot sex without your having to worry about anybody at the office."

"I'm sure you can," he said.

They figured out a runway for the dog. And Henry seemed quite delighted and happy.

"When we go shopping today," she said, "we've got to get dog food. And, the woman next door gives her dog dog candy."

"I don't want Henry eating sugar," her husband objected.

"Darling," Laura informed him, "dog candy doesn't have any sugar. They just call it candy. It's some strange combination that dogs are crazy about. It's sort of a reward for good behavior."

"Oh, I see," he said.

"You know, honey, I would like to give you some kind of reward for good behavior. If I felt I could trust you, maybe I would really give you sex, like you've never had it."

"Will you really?" he smiled at her.

"Yes," she said, "and that devil-may-care feeling is sweeping over me, honey, and I would like to ball you again."

"I'm yours," he said. "Yours to love."

Saying no more, the two of them adjourned to their bedroom. Pulling down the shades, she began stripping.

"You know, darling," she said, "I have all sorts of sensual ideas. For one thing, I would like to give you the most sensual rubdown you have ever had in your life."

"All right, baby," he agreed, "that would be fun."

Now, she got the body oil and began massaging his naked form. He was lying on his stomach and she was straddling him. Soon, she began massaging her breasts with the oil. And, then, when she got down to his buttocks, she massaged vigorously.

"Oh, I like it when you massage my butt honey," he informed her.

"Feels good, doesn't it, baby?"

"You bet it does," he agreed.

Now, they were really excited.

"You know, honey," she said, "you're going to like it when I kiss your ass."

"Will you do that for me?" he asked her, surprised.

Having done this once for the man who invaded her privacy and forced her into it, she had learned to enjoy it. And now, without being forced or pressured, she was eager to share with her husband the delight that was there.

Soon, her hot tongue was licking away at the oil that was on his backside. And he loved it.

"Oh, that's sweet," he told her, "that's real nice. Lick. Lick it, baby. Oh yes. Like that. Stab it up there. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, keep doing that."

Faster and faster the hot tongue drove in there. And, with every thrust he became more stimulated and excited.

"Keep it up, baby, keep it up," he begged. "Oh, yes, I love that. Keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes."

Faster and faster the hot tongue drilled around the buttocks. And with every jab it became more exciting to her.

"Oh, suck my cheeks," he begged her greedily. "Suck, baby, suck. Oh yes, that's what I need. Lick, baby, lick."

Faster and faster her hot tongue went to town. And he enjoyed it more every moment.

"Oh," he sighed enthusiastically, "that's wild. Yes baby, yes, suck, suck, oh yes, suck."

The hot pleasure was building and with every tongue jab he became more excited.

"Oh," he panted excitedly, "I love that, oh yes, baby. That's wild. Keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"

The delicious action of the hot tongue stabbing his buttocks was driving him out of his skull.

"Oh," he panted excitedly, "stab it. Suck my cheeks. Yes, yes."

She was enjoying it and so was he. And then, she suddenly got another idea. She wanted to press her full round breasts against his buttocks. And, suddenly, she crushed them against his ass-cheeks.

"Oh, baby," he panted, excitedly, "I love that. Oh, yes. That's awful nice. Keep doing that, honey."

As the great breasts crushed down on his ass he became more and more excited.

"Oh," he panted eagerly, "what a fuck. Oh, yes, baby, I love that. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"

The delicious pleasure that was going through him at this point, surpassed anything he had had before. The feeling of his wife's breasts pushing down on his buttocks when they were both oiled and slipping about, made for super excitement.

"Honey," he told her, "why don't you stick a finger up my asshole at the same time and move your tits up a little farther."

She did just this for him. She moved up a little farther and began sliding her finger around his left buttock. He loved the combination of the breasts and the finger. "Oh, fuck it," he told her eagerly, "fuck." His ass was bucking up as her, finger pressed. Now, he was so hot she knew she had to clasp his ass cheeks in her hands and start sucking on his tool. Flipping over, he flung his cock at her.

"Grab my prick, baby," he said with a smile on his face. "It's hard again."

"I knew it would be, darling," she said, putting everything into it. "Now, we can do anything we want to."

Swiftly, the hot tongue went to town. And she gobbled his penis. She slid her mouth swiftly up and down on it.

"Suck me," he begged her, "suck me." She gripped his buttocks now as she sucked.

"Oh," he panted, "I love that. Oh yes, baby. Keep doing it."

Faster and faster, her mouth moved over his penis. And then, her finger continued sliding around his buttocks.

"Keep it going, baby," he told her, "keep doing that Oh, yes. I like it."

The hot pleasure that she was deriving from this was increasing with every jab.

"Oh, honey," he told her excitedly, "I'm going to slide it around there. I just love to be sucked by you."

Now the hot tool was sliding inside her mouth as his hands gripped her head.

"Keep going, baby," he told her excitedly, "keep going."

Now, the tool was driving down there with rapid fire force.

"Oh," he panted excitedly, "what a fuck. Oh, yes, baby, I love it."

The pleasure was increasing every second. And now, he knew that he was going to shoot off in a second.

"Oh, faster, honey," he told her, "faster. Stick your finger up there faster. Oh, baby, now we're doing it at the same tempo."

Her finger movements were matching his cock jabbing activity and soon he was ready to go off.

"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "what a fuck. Oh yes."

Now, he was going out of his mind with delight.

"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, "you're too much. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes."

The hot juicy prick was shooting and she was getting a taste of it. She pulled back deliberately so she could get it in her mouth. She wanted to taste his sperm.

"Oh," he panted eagerly, "that's beautiful. Yes, baby, suck it. Suck the juice out of it."

Now she was eating his cream.

"Oh, baby, what a blow job. This is wild. Yes, baby, yes."

The pleasure had increased and he was grinning as he thought how ridiculous he hadn't gotten his wife to do this thing for him ages ago. She was really superb at it, and he loved it.

"Suck my meat," he told her eagerly, "suck it, baby. Oh yes, suck that cock."

She didn't stop sucking for a second. She was giving him the action that he needed.

"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, that's what I want. Do it faster. More, baby, more."

The hot juicy delight that was hers as she sucked the juice out of her husband's cock was too much. She held on to his cheeks at the same time and he loved it.

"Oh, honey," he panted, "you really know how to lick it."

Then, when she had finished him down there, she came up and wrapped her arms around him. She brushed her breasts against his chest and he crushed into her.

"Darling," he smiled, "I'd like to have a party. A beautiful party. I'd like to invite another woman over. If you don't mind."

"Don't mind?" she said in a furious pitched voice. "Why, how dare you. Didn't I give you enough pleasure?"

"Yes," he said, "but you can't blame me if I want some more action, can you?"

"Yes," she said, "I can. You've had enough."

"I'm sorry," he said, "but I want more."

There was no doubt about it, he was a strange man. At first, she decided she wouldn't have anything to do with anyone else. Then she thought about it more and more. She realized it might be wrong judgment on her part to be that impossible. She thought if she played along with him, that she might find out who he was playing around with and she could take it from there. She was tired of being in the dark, and never knowing what she could do to throw her competition off.

"Well," she said finally, "I'll tell you something. If you are that eager, I will let you do what you want. But, that isn't really fair to me."

"Oh, yes, it is," he said. "I won't be playing around on the sly. But, baby, I'm telling you, you'll be surprised if you'll go full circle and find out how beautiful it is to have another person."

"Well, I can't imagine it would be," she said. "Sex is for two!'

"That's what you think," he said with a laugh. "Sex is for any number."

"That remains to be seen," she said quietly.

"Baby," he said, "I promise you one thing. You'll never regret it. You never will."

"All right," she agreed, "I'll let you have what you want. But, I don't think it's right. I think I'm making a big mistake."

"Well, let me worry about that," he said, "let me worry about that."

She decided she would have him sucking on her breasts, as she loved that too.

"Would you suck on my breasts?" she asked.

"All right, darling," he said.

She brushed her breasts against his face and he licked them. Now, she was enjoying herself.

"Oh, that's so beautiful," she said. "I just love you when you lick me like that. It's too much. Keep doing it."

Faster and faster his hot tongue licked over her quivering breasts and with every lick she became more excited.

"Keep it up," she told him, "keep doing that. Just like that. Oh yes, baby, I love it."

The pleasure was building and building. And soon she knew that she would be wanting him to eat her.

"Play with my tits," she told him quickly, "play with them. And then, maybe I'll give you a treat."

That encouraged him on. His hot tongue swept over each breast and his teeth bore down carefully.

"Oh," she sighed, "that is so fantastic. You're putting more soul into it."

As the soul sucking action continued, she became more and more intrigued.

"Keep it up," she begged, "keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes."

She felt her mound starting to moisten as her husband licked her breasts. Her fingers went down to her snatch. But, her husband pushed her hand away and began fingering her there too.

"Oh, honey," she sighed enthusiastically, "you're beautiful. Keep doing it. Both fingers. That's it. Oh yes, flick them faster. Oh, I love that."

The passions were building in them both now, as her husband nibbled at her tits and played with her clit. It wouldn't be much longer now until she could push her pussy into his face. This was the moment she was waiting for. And he was eager for it too. But he was building up to it slowly.

"Lick them," she sighed and smiled as she watched. "Oh, darling, lick them. Oh, yes."

Her body was trembling and his hot tongue continued its sweeping, licking activity.

"Oh," she shuddered excitedly, "yes, baby, yes."

The pure pleasure that she was enjoying at this second was almost more than she could bear. Soon he would be eating her. And this was the moment she waited for. She wanted to watch him eat her in daylight, looking in the mirror just as he had done while he was giving her the hot ass-fuck action.

"Oh, honey," she panted, "I'm ready. I'm ready."

CHAPTER THREE

Now that he had become so stimulated, he had to have his wife. And there was no doubt about it, he was willing to do anything. She lifted her legs around his head and told him:

"Go down on me, baby, that's what I need. Oh yes, I want your tongue."

It didn't take long now and she went to work wiggling her vagina over his face. He flicked his tongue around, lashing it quickly. And then he decided he would have a good look.

"Let me pry your pussy apart," he smiled up at her. "I like to lick. But, it's awfully stimulating for me to look at it."

And now, he was letting his eyes gaze into her. He loved the sight of her quivering, moist, pink flesh. And when he saw her clitoris pop out, his tongue darted out and licked it.

"Oh, baby," she panted excitedly, "that is just beautiful. Keep that going, keep it going. Oh, yes. I like it."

Faster and faster, his hot tongue licked away. And, she became more excited every moment.

"Keep it up, darling, keep it up," she begged him, "oh yes, just like that. Now you're doing it. I love that. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes."

Faster and faster his tongue went to town in her. And then his hands reached out and he gripped her breasts. She loved the feel of him gripping her breasts.

She told him, "Rub the nipples. Do it like that. Oh, yes, that's stimulating."'

Now, his tongue was reaching farther inside her and she was becoming more and more excited every second.

"Oh, keep it up, baby," she panted eagerly, "oh, yes. I love it. Just like that."

The delicious excitement of what she was experiencing, almost drove her over the brink. She couldn't imagine anything that could be more wonderful than what was happening to her now.

"Oh, yes, love," she panted eagerly, "lick me, darling, lick me."

To his surprise, Steve was amazed at the way his wife went for wanton sex. It was something else to find her this stimulated. He used every tidbit of knowledge he had in exciting a woman this way. And then, reaching down, he grasped her butt and pulled her tighter to his mouth.

"Suck it," she said, "suck it!"

She was growing restless now for her moment of climax. And she knew that if his hot tongue kept lashing her this way it would happen. Soon, it took place. The hot beautiful juice flashed in his mouth.

"Oh," she panted, "it's beautiful."

His tongue plunged into her and he got the splash. It excited him no end as he felt the wetness inside of her moist mound. It juiced, and she climaxed again as she gripped his head and forced it tighter to him.

Now, he moved away.

"Oh, honey," he told her, "that was delicious."

"Baby," she said, "we're just getting to know each other. You know, I've thought of something. If you bring home a girl, you ought to bring home a man. It's only fair."

"All right," he agreed, "I'll do that."

Sex had given her skin a reddish glow. And she really looked lovely.

"You have a very fair skin, baby," he told her, "you really look great when you're all turned on."

"Do I?" she asked him.

"Oh, yes, baby."

Now, he had some work to do at the office and he knew he couldn't have any more sex today. He got off the bed and went about his duties. She hated to see him go but she knew she couldn't hang on to him forever.

"Take it easy, darling," she said, as she saw him go on his way.

And then, sudden loneliness hit her. She hated it. She loved him so much that it tortured her. There was no doubt in her mind. She knew she was going to enjoy having sex with two men. And she began questioning her husband about the men at the office.

"Steve, honey," she smiled, "what about those men at your office? Isn't there someone you could ask?"

Steve looked at her puzzledly.

"Baby, what's turned you on? You haven't been this sexy since I can't remember when."

"Sorry, baby," she laughed demurely. "I can't help it if I'm a sexy woman."

"It isn't exactly something to moan about. It means that you're a very healthy young girl, that's all."

"I suppose so, but when I get real hot... well, I just don't want to let go. I want more."

"I guess I could stay a few more minutes if it's all that imperative," he grinned, eyeing her beautiful body. The longer he looked at her the less disposed he was to think about work and the more disposed he was to contemplate more sex.

"Oh, I wish you'd go down on me again. I wish you'd suck my vagina. I'd like to give you another nice warm meal, luv. In fact, how about this-how about me sucking your buttocks, your balls, then your cock. How would you like to do it sixty-nine style?"

"I wouldn't find that too hard to take," he laughed.

Steve looked down and noticed how rapidly his cock was swelling from just listening to her describe sex.

"C'mon, honey," she motioned, spreading her lovely legs affectionately.

Soon their tongues were going to town as they went to work with blazing enthusiasm on the bed.

First their tongues attacked each other's buttocks. Their buttocks flailed with great passion as they exchanged brisk sucking motions, letting the tongues explore with great intensity.

They quickly worked themselves into a brisk sweat from the wild, uninhibited sucking. Now they were set to move into the next stage of the action.

"I've got to have your pussy right now," he announced after removing his tongue from her anus.

"Oh, baby, I need your cock."

"Let's make the scene."

"Oh yes."

At first she went to town on his balls, letting her tongue attack them with great ferocity while his tongue made its impact consistently felt on her mound.

As she observed his balls markedly inflating under the steady tongue assault she was generating she moved her tongue from his scrotum to his hard rod.

Now the pace picked up considerably as their bodies quivered and they matched each other on a suck for suck basis.

It was the torrid female who shot first, unleashing her pussy juices into Steve's mouth for the second time in the last few minutes. The sensation of gobbling down her juices got him all the more excited and ready to spill his own juice.

Several seconds later the hot jissum shot from the end of Steve's cock and into her waiting mouth.

"Thank you, darling," she said after she swallowed the last few drops.

"You're welcome," he kissed her forehead. "See you later."

She fell asleep a few minutes later. It was the kind of deep sleep that often follows intense sexual activity. She had spent herself to the fullest.

Suddenly she was awakened by the ring of the phone.

"Hi, honey," Steve began. "You know about what you were mentioning."

"Why, yes, Steve," she said, "what is it?"

"You mean who is it?" he chuckled. "Look, there's a single fellow here named Craig. Craig is a real nice guy. I think you'll dig him. He's blond and you're a brunette. I told him all about you and you should see how enthusiastic he got."

It was indeed a moment of surprise and alarm for Laura. She hardly knew what to say.

"All right," she agreed, "I'll go along with you."

She was worried but she decided she would make the most of it. She had some house cleaning and shopping to do. She thought it would be a good idea to buy champagne and fix a nice dinner, for Steve had said that he was going to bring Craig home for dinner.

That evening, she had the house clean and everything fixed up including herself. She had taken plenty of time to shower and fix her hair and fix her face. Now, she did indeed look sexy. The hot urges that were surging through her were really well worth it when she took her first look at Craig.

"Well, hi Craig," she said, as she looked at the blond athletic young man.

"Hi, there," he smiled.

"Craig, you're going to get a chance to have a good meal. This is why I got married. Because she knows how to cook."

"I believe you," he smiled, "but she's not only a good cook, she's a good looking woman."

"Let's have something to drink," she said.

After a couple of drinks, the atmosphere grew increasingly cozier. She knew that she liked him and his sensitively alive eyes really got her eager to have more to do with him. Finally, she told them it was time for dinner. They had a delicious meal and after dinner they went back to the living room.

"I wonder if we should waste a lot of time here," Craig said. "Your husband tells me you're a real turn on. He says that he can't give you enough."

Glancing down at his crotch, Craig smiled, "Maybe I can, baby."

"Well, that's a good testimonial," she said, "and maybe my husband is speaking the truth and maybe he isn't. You will find out later."

"Not too much later," he said.

There was something about Laura that really got him going. She had a childlike innocence that was refreshing to him. Most of the women he knew, acted as if they had been around plenty. But Laura didn't seem that way. He edged over to her on the sofa and sat down.

"You don't mind if I sit next to you, baby, do you?" he asked putting his arm around her.

"Well, not if Steve doesn't," she said slyly.

"Well, not at all," Steve said, clutching his drink in his hand. And, looking at her with his expressive eyes, he said, "You know I'm going to bring a girl home next week. And, when I make mad love to her, I don't want you to get jealous."

"Don't worry, darling," she said, "I would never get jealous. I want you to be happy. You know that, don't you?"

"I guess so," he grinned.

Now, he was eager to have her. And his hot eager desires were taking over.

Young Craig said smoothly into her ear, "I want to fuck you."

She looked up at him and said, "You really do excite me."

Her electric eyes turned him on too. He knew she was getting as excited with him as he was with her. He reached over and took her hand. He placed it on his crotch. That made her husband wince, but he didn't say a word. He couldn't, if he was going to play it fair. According to the game plan, they had to give each other a chance to play around. And he quickly devoured his feelings with another drink. Smoothly, she began running her hand over his huge shaft.

"You can take it out, baby," he told her, "that is, if you want to."

She decided that she would. And, unzipping his pants, she removed his cock from his fly.

"Oh, that's nice," Craig murmured softly. Then, in desperation he said, "Let me undress you."

"All right," she said, "but we'd better go to the bedroom. We can't do it here in the living room."

"A very good idea," Steve nodded. "We need more space. It's a good thing we have a king size bed isn't it, darling?"

Once in the bedroom, he didn't take long to undress her. He seemed rather strange standing there with his huge shaft out and his arms rushing about to take her clothes off. But it didn't take long for him to get her naked. As he looked at her giant-sized boobs, he noticed that they were big enough to really get him excited. And, he reached out to touch them.

"I've got to try out these beautiful nipples," he announced, going down on her breasts.

As he stood there sucking away on her breasts, his penis got harder and harder.

"Oh, Craig, suck on them. Suck on those boobs," she sighed ecstatically.

And, her husband watched. He remembered how much pleasure he derived from nibbling at the nipples and he was becoming a little perturbed watching her lily white skin being sucked by a stranger. He was more determined than ever that he was going to bring a gorgeous chick there to ball, and watch his wife turn red with embarrassment and green with envy. As Craig nibbled on Laura's nipples, her hand roamed down to his slacks. With a quick tug, she pulled them down.

"Let's get you naked," she pleaded. "Just like I am, baby. I want to see you nude."

Just as he thought, she was really a hot woman. Now, with the two-way strong current flowing, the sensations were going to be right. The tigress in Laura, previously repressed, quickly surfaced once she stripped him bare. She dropped to her knees and zealously pulled the hard flesh. "Oh, I love that, suck me." Craig told her.

"Nice big prick," Laura said with sensual anxiety as she knelt before him. "Just the kind of cock I love to suck."

First she sucked with the precision skill of a machine. Soon, it was as if the machine had been pushed two notches higher. The speed with which she sucked was incredible as she blazed a trail of saliva around the head of his organ. She spent plenty of time concentrating on the shadowy valley between his legs. She liked to grip his asscheeks and then run a hand through there as she sucked on his tool.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Explore my buttocks with your hands. I like it."

His firm smooth buttocks responded to her touch. It was a harmonious balance which was driving him to greater heights of ecstasy.

"Finger me, baby," he begged in a sensual half gasp, looking up briefly from her sucking mouth.

Now, her finger began playing with his butt with one hand, while she was grabbing his tool and putting it into her mouth with the other.

"Oh, baby, this is fun," he bristled enthusiastically.

Glancing down, he could see Laura's mouth traveling over his huge shaft. And he looked at her with satisfaction.

"Suck it," he told her eagerly, "suck it, baby."

Her breasts were becoming so stimulated now, he could see the nipples hardening. Her energetic tongue motions around the head of his cock were a thing of fascination to him. And she loved the feel of his well-rounded alabaster ass.

"Suck my cock," the young athletic man told her, "Suck it, baby, suck it."

Now, she was probing farther inside his anus, gradually working it up there. Like an explorer examining unfamiliar terrain, she was taking her time, probing her forefinger around the young man's buttocks. As she made mouth contact, he was really excited. And, he wanted to give her words of encouragement.

"That's it, baby," he told her eagerly. "Finger around inside it. Don't be bashful, sweetheart."

Touching the inner crevices of Craig's ass was like an exciting new discovery suddenly unfolding before her. The feeling was similar to one that she had had when she tried it with the man who had invaded her bedroom and raped her. Now, as she ventured into the unknown, she became more and more stimulated. And so did he. But, her husband was getting more and more intensely disgusted. He sat on the edge of the bed and his cock went limp momentarily. She was concentrating hard on his cock and trying to give him the type of sensuous fire that would get his load off quickly.

"Oh, baby, you're great, just great," he complimented her excitedly. "Like your fingers were just made to stick inside my ass." She slid her mouth off his penis for a moment d looked up and told him, "Maybe they were."

That got him so excited he grabbed her head and guided her back over his cock.

"Suck faster, baby," he told her eagerly, "suck, baby."

Now, she went back with new found force and continued her lengthy cock sucking.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you're doing for me. I feel that real groovy pre-climax sensation."

He stopped just in time to prevent his spraying. He wanted to wait until he could get the last delightful thrust before triggering his juices.

"Oh, baby," he panted eagerly, "this is wild. Keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes."

She was now massaging both cheeks and she was pulling him tighter and tighter.

"I want you to watch me," he told her husband. "Watch it."

Steve tried to pretend that it didn't bother him.

"Oh, sure," he said, "I'm watching."

Now, Steve had to say something.

"Oh, I like the looks of it. That is groovy. She really knows how to do it, doesn't she?"

Craig nodded, "You've got a good wife, I can tell you that. Now, baby, eat me. Eat my juice. Yes, yes. Eat my load. That's it baby, eat it."

Her tongue was maneuvering around now in an erratic way. She was eager to get him off and she was sucking ravenously.

"Oh," he told her, "I like your sucking. Oh, yes, yes, baby. I love it. Keep it up because I'm going to shoot in a second."

She slid her mouth off of him and looked up at him eagerly.

"I'm going to suck you dry, sweetheart," she told him, "drier than you've ever been sucked before."

As he drove closer to climax, she decided to give him some more finger fucking. And, sliding the finger up his asshole, he enjoyed the encore action.

"Oh," he told her eagerly, "keep it up. Yes, baby, yes."

Her hot tongue was working its way around the head of his joint effectively and now he was at the brink.

"Oh," he panted, "that's wild. Oh, yes, baby, that's beautiful. Oh, ah, yes, yes."

He was waiting to unload a gusher and now he knew he would give her something she would never forget.

"Oh," he panted excitedly, "that's too beautiful. Keep going. Faster, baby, faster."

She was so excited now she was trembling.

"Oh, honey," she gasped eagerly, "that's wild. Suck, baby suck."

Now, the hard tool was ready to shoot and using gentle tones he told her, "Eat me, eat me. Oh, yes."

He flashed her a smile of understanding as he watched her taking it down her throat. He knew it was almost choking her with his cock but he had to do it. This was the way that it thrilled him the most.

"Oh," he gasped aloud as the hot juice exploded in her. "I'm cumming. Oh, baby, that was beautiful. I'm really giving it to you now."

The delicious enjoyment that was passing through her at this point was almost more than she could stand.

"Oh," he panted quickly, "that's wild, baby, that's wild."

The delirious excitement that she felt now was really too much. She loved it more than anything she had ever gotten from her husband, and she was realizing suddenly the difference between young studs and older men. She was thankful that Steve had been considerate enough of her to bring home a young, well hung man. And, she was really going to town as the balls exploded the delicious creamy white juice into her mouth. Finally, when he had finished giving it to her, she pulled her mouth off him. Her heart was pounding thunderously and he smiled.

"That's wild, baby, that's really wild."

Now, he was happy. And, so was Steve. He had seen his wife give such a sensational bit of sucking that he was eager now to get some action too.

"Baby," he told her, "how about coming over here?"

Now, she walked over to her husband. She knelt beside him on the bed and gripped his tool in her hands.

"Now, honey, slow down," he reminded her. "It's more fun if you go slow. You lose a lot of sensation when you move too fast. Take your time, baby."

Faster and faster now he went to town, as the hot juicy penis thrust into his wife's mouth. He really got stimulated. His balls were trembling and his hands were gripping her head and guiding her and shoving her down farther and father over him.

"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly. "That is wild. Oh yes, baby. I dig that. Keep doing it, baby. Keep doing it."

The sensations that were flooding his mind and body now surpassed any he had ever had previously. And, he was proud of his wife. He wanted to illustrate to young Craig that he could get her to do anything.

"Slow down, honey," he told her quickly, "I want you to get down there and lick my buttocks cheeks."

She pulled her mouth off his organ and her husband lay back and spread his legs invitingly. He parted his cheeks and stroked himself. Then, she went down there, crouching at his crotch, cupping his butt in her hands. Burying her face in his buttocks, she let her hot tongue surge out and stab. This really got to Craig. He'd never been sucked this way before. And as he saw her going to town on Steve's buttocks, he became intensely excited.

"That's wild," he told her quickly. "Oh, yes, that is really something."

"Oh, baby, slide that tongue up there. Ram it in there. Oh yes, baby. That's beautiful. Lick me."

The hot tongue was going to town now in piston precision thrusts. She was getting more and more excited every second.

"Keep it up, baby," he begged her, "keep doing that. Oh, yes, baby, I love it."

Now, she was dizzy with delight. And she was ready for action.

"Suck," her husband told her as he closely watched.

"Why don't you have her do that for you?" Craig observed, as he sat on the edge of the bed and watched the two of them going to town. His cock was hardening and he had to get his rocks off again.

"All right, honey," Steven told Laura, "you'd better grab my penis and pull it yourself."

She reached over for her husband's cock and began pumping it while her hot tongue continued stabbing against his buttocks.

Now, her hand went, swiftly back and forth on his cock and it got harder and harder. It was amazing to young Craig how exciting it could be to watch another man getting it. He couldn't understand why he was enjoying it. Yet, he was. And his cock was getting longer and longer.

Steven relaxed him by telling him, "Go ahead and have fun watching. "There's nothing wrong with it. That's part of the fun. You're supposed to watch. But, don't go off. Save the juice."

"Okay," Craig grinned, giving him a knowing nod.

Soon, Craig's penis became so hard he could no longer stand it.

And it was emitting a steady stream of juice.

She glanced up and saw the juice. She wanted to taste him. She'd tasted him in all of his glory with his first cum load and she was eager to get more. The sight of this delightful drop of juice got her stimulated. Soon, she knew her husband would be ready. She could see a bit of cum trickling down his cock.

"Oh, better stop sucking my ass cheeks," Steve warned her. "You'd better get your mouth up here."

She moved her mouth to the top of his penis and she sucked vigorously. She was really excited and she threw her arms around him. He was delivering her the best he knew how.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "that's wild. Suck it. Suck that cock. Oh, yes, suck it."

It wasn't going to be much longer now. That penis was going to explode.

"Oh," he panted eagerly, "that's beautiful, keep sucking. Oh. Ah. Yes, baby, yes. Keep do-g it."

As if she were almost hypnotized by the sight of it, she went to town.

"Oh," he panted quickly, "that's beautiful, baby. Yes, yes."

Now, he was ready for action.

"Oh," he panted quickly, "that's beautiful, baby, that's beautiful."

She was fondling his balls while she was devouring his juice. A steady stream of hot juice flashed into her mouth and she sucked.

"Suck my sperm," he told her quickly, "suck it. Oh, baby, do I like this! Yes, yes. Suck it harder, oh, ah, yes, baby, yes."

His hands were on her as he pushed her down over his rod, releasing still more juice. Now he was finished.

"Oh, baby," he told her passionately, "what a suck. That is really too much."

Craig looked at her.

"Can I make a suggestion," he smiled.

"You sure can, baby," she told him playfully.

"I want my cheeks sucked too," he said.

"Right on," she said.

"How would it be if you did it this way? You get on all fours, baby, and bend over. Then let me grip your ass cheeks and I can do a better job that way. The object isn't just to slide the tongue around there, you know. The trick of it is to grab and manipulate the buttocks and knead it. You play around with it first. You kiss the ass cheeks and then finally you finish with a hot tonguing."

"She's right," Steve told him. "Because I've had her do it enough times to me. And it is really good the way she does it."

"Well, I can tell she does it in a grand style," he said, a little bit embarrassed about raising his buttocks before another man, and having him observe him getting this kind of intimate action.

When he was on the bed with his ass upended, she got behind him. She gripped his firm, round blond behind and massaged his ass cheeks. Then, she began planting kisses on his ass. Now, she was licking.

"Oh," Craig told her, "that is good. It's funny that kissing that would make a person get so hard. But it is wild. Keep doing it. Oh, yes, baby."

She kept her hot tongue licking around there and she knew that it wouldn't be much longer before she would be stabbing it even faster.

"Oh, baby," he begged her, "suck. Suck me. Oh, yes. That's what I want. Suck it."

The hot tongue began to stab up there and every second she became more excited.

"Oh," he gasped eagerly. "That's wild. Keep sucking. Keep sucking me."

She was determined to give him his pleasure and she wasn't going to let anything prevent her from giving him the fun he desired and demanded.

"Oh," he panted eagerly, "you're doing it just right. Oh, yes, baby, I love it."

He was squirming around now as her hot tongue invaded his private parts. Yet, she did it with such stunning effect that he didn't mind it. He noticed his cock was getting longer and longer and he was eager for her to play with it too. He loved the feeling of her huge creamy breasts as she brushed them now and again across his buttocks.

"Suck me," he told her, "suck me good. Oh, you're doing it just right. Oh yes, baby. I love it."

A wild ecstasy was surging through her body at this point and she was eager for that moment.

"Keep it up baby," he begged her. "Keep sucking. Oh, wow. That's it. Pull the meat at the same time. Oh, I'll explode in a minute. Oh, baby, this is high voltage sex. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"

He loved having that hot tongue of hers sliding up there. And with all of his inhibitions gone, he watched in the mirror. That added to his pleasure. Her husband, Steve, smiled wryly. And he said nothing.

"Eat it," the young man panted excitedly. "Eat it. Oh yes, baby, I left my inhibitions outside. Oh, baby, I love this."

Now, she was thrilled. She knew that his member was quivering and she knew that she was going to get another load. The big balls were swelling and she was eager to suck the juice out of the rod. Finally, she finished with the tongue action.

She told him frankly, "Baby, let me hang on your staff. You're going to shoot that off and I want it."

"Sure, baby, I want to cream in your mouth." Seconds later, she was on the other side of him. He remained in the same position. He liked watching her down below where he could thrust. His hands were slipping around his cheeks as she sucked vigorously on the head of his penis. She focused her action on the head. She licked furiously on the top of it. Then, when she dragged her lower lip over the rod, he loved that sensation.

"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," he told her. "Beautiful."

Now, she was really throwing herself into it. And suddenly, her husband got the idea that he should be down eating her box. She was stretched out so that he had access to her pussy.

It didn't take Steve long to get the point across. He thought it was indeed exciting to look up and see the young man thrusting his staff into his wife's mouth and be eating her pussy at the same time. And, in this position that she had gotten in, it was possible. And, Laura loved this position too. The moment that she felt her husband's hot tongue licking at her mound, she threw her legs around his neck. Throwing her pelvis up, she gave him the general idea that she wanted to be eaten down there.

"Oh," he panted excitedly, "this is wild. Oh yes."

Faster and faster, she went to town. And the tempo continued to build. It was as they were three torrid masses of sensuality turning each other on with equal intensity.

"Eat it," Craig told her. "Eat my organ. Oh, baby, you're going to get it. You're going to get a mouthful."

He was really happy at this point. She was bathing his pecker with her tongue. And doing a fabulous job of building the fire up within him.

"Oh, go baby, go, go, go," he told her.

Suddenly, his throbbing penis exploded in her. And as the hot juice splashed down her throat, she was amazed how much cream he had. Apparently, he was a very sexy man. Now, she was eager to give her husband some juice.

"Oh, how you coming?" Craig asked her husband. "Is she ready?"

Steve nodded. He didn't dare take his tongue out of his wife's mound. She was too close to juicing. He could taste her starting to cum. Now, suddenly, she gushed. His hot tongue lapped up her juices and she slipped her mouth off Craig's cock. She rolled her head back and forth in her crazed lust but Steve didn't say a word. And Craig didn't move.

"Eat my pussy," Laura cried passionately as the sexual ecstasy flooded her being. "Eat my pussy. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful, baby. Eat it. Eat me."

The delicious excitement that had driven her to her delirious state had surfaced and now as his wife juiced, he got a nice warm meal at feeding time at the crotch. Finishing her, Steve took is tongue out of her.

"Now, what am I going to do about my cock?" Craig grinned. "I'm rock hard again."

"You are Mr. Superstud of the office," Steve told him flatly. "I guess my wife will let you do anything you want to do. Won't you, honey?"

"I will after a minute or two," she said nervously. "We've been having such a wild time of it. It's like being on a sexual merry-go-round."

"All right," he said, "let's take some time out." They took time out and she went downstairs and brought up two bottles of liquor. She poured them all drinks and they got to laughing.

"You wouldn't believe that I would do this, would you, darling?"

"No, I wouldn't," he said, "but I must say the way you sucked him was really something else, see you really liked him."

"Sure, I'm great to suck," he chuckled.

"There's so many ways of making it," she said, "and I expect to try them all. You see, Craig, let me explain something. My husband has been playing around for years. And, finally, I decided I should play too. If it's good for him, it's good for me. That's equality."

"That's a riot," Craig laughed. "I guess you two have really had a lot of fun?"

"We sure have," she agreed, "you bet we have."

Now he was studying her. He looked at her beautiful behind and had an idea he would like to invade that province. He stroked her buttocks and she smiled.

"What are you smiling about?" he asked her.

"Why don't you ask me what you want?" she told him frankly.

"Okay, Craig nodded, "I want to fuck you."

"I thought so," she said, "and I bet you know how much I want it."

"Well, I can guess," he said, "and I bet I could give you a good screwing."

"Well, I bet you could too," she nodded.

There was no doubt in his mind that she indeed could give him a fantastic time of it. And he was eager for that kind of action.

"Oh, baby," he smiled at her, "you are too much. Much, much too much."

"Honey," she smiled at him, "you know we've done a lot of things, haven't we."

"We certainly have, baby," he told her, "and we want to do a lot more. I think a nice thing would be if your husband would lie on his back and he would fuck your pussy, and I would slide it to you on your back. Then you'd have a beautiful three-way."

"You've got a dirty mind," she smiled.

"Not a bad idea," Steve said, glad that he could share his wife.

"Well," she said, "I guess I'll be ready in a minute. I think I do need another drink to think on that one. That's a pretty wild thing you're suggesting."

"I know it is, baby," he told her, "but I'm a pretty wild man. Don't forget that."

"Well, you won't let me, darling," she insisted.

Now, he was becoming more and more stimulated with the idea of action.

"Baby," she smiled at him, "you are really too much."

"Am I?" she said, "darling, I'm only doing now what you have been doing for years. And it's about time I played catch up. If you know what I mean."

"I'm afraid I do, darling," he said, kissing her gently on the cheek, "and I'm afraid you're going to make me pay the price. Sometimes I like the idea of your being liberal sexually and at other times it drives me up the wall."

"Well, don't let it drive you to do anything drastic," Steve told him quickly, "because while I enjoy it, I don't care to get killed in the process."

"I know what you mean," he said.

Now, the three of them were laughing. But it was no laughing matter. He was getting more and more excited all the time.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you are too much. You really are too much."

The delicious excitement that they were experiencing now got to them.

"Let me wait. Not quite yet."

She went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She felt guilty as hell. This wasn't her usual way. And, she wondered if she could go through with all that her husband expected of her. Finally, she decided she would. If he could do it, she could do it. Even though it was difficult.

CHAPTER FOUR

When she emerged from the bathroom, she was ready. And so were the men. They were both sitting on the bed with hards-on.

Her husband looked at Craig and laughed.

"Well, I'm glad you're back, honey," he said, "I was afraid of being here alone with Craig."

"You didn't have a thing to worry about," Craig assured him.

She got on the bed and her husband said, "Now, baby, I'm first. I lie on my back in the middle of the bed."

He immediately got in the middle of the bed. And then, she decided it was her time to straddle his legs and slide her mound down over his cock. Smoothly, she let herself go down over the tight fitting rod. And, as he felt himself sliding into her, he reached up and massaged her big breasts.

"Feels good, honey," he told her with a smile on his face. Now he was really excited.

In a moment she was in a good position for back fucking and quickly Craig got there.

"Craig, use some of that."

She was pointing to a small jar of Vaseline she had brought from the bathroom with her. Craig took it and administered some to his penis.

"And stick your fingers against my buttocks, too."

Craig planted a finger against her buttocks. He gave a sudden sharp thrust and got it there.

"Like that?" he said quickly.

She nodded and soon the finger was going back and forth.

"Oh," she panted excitedly, "that is fantastic. Oh yes."

Faster and faster, the finger moved up there and she enjoyed it more every moment.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "keep that going. Yes."

Now, he was really excited. The hot finger pumping up there was beautiful and then he was ready. He gently pulled her cheeks apart, grasping each buttock in his hands, and sliding his fingers around. He was in place in a matter of moments. And, once in there he had to shove faster to truly satisfy himself. With a sudden stabbing thrust, he was roaring.

"I'm ready, baby," he told her eagerly. "Now we go."

With rapid fire thrusts, he went to town. Faster and faster, he drilled her.

"Oh," he panted, "that is beautiful, baby. Oh, yes, I love it."

The pleasure that he experienced now was most more than he could stand. The hard driving tool was really ramming it against her back.

"Keep it up, baby," he told her, "keep doing it. Oh, yes, I love that."

Faster and faster, the hot cock drilled into her. And she reared back.

"Oh, baby," he said, "it's wild. Fuck. Faster. Grab my cock."

She was doing her thing now on his penis and he was getting more and more turned on every second. He had had his screws, but never with a woman who seemed to have so much desire for it. Her husband was feeling the same way. Every thrust got him more turned on. "Oh, baby," he told her, "you're too much." Now, with steely determination, young Craig was going to town. "Faster," he told her, "faster." His legs were close to her now as he shot it into her. And, he played with her breasts.

"Oh, baby, you gave me such a super suck, I want to really fuck you," he told her enthusiastically.

The sensations that were sliding through her body now as she took on two men were better than any she had had before. His hot cock was really drilling her.

"Oh," she sighed enthusiastically, "I love this. This is wild fucking. This is really wild fucking."

Her husband loved it too. Only he felt that Craig was taking too much. He didn't see why Craig had to manipulate her breasts too. He wanted to feel them while he fucked her from down below.

"Are you enjoying yourself, honey?" she asked her husband casually.

"You know it, doll," he smiled. "This is really fun. Isn't it?"

"You bet it is," she assured him.

Faster and faster, they went to town. And the hot drilling action continued. Every thrust was bringing Craig closer to climax. He was amazed how good back fucking was.

"Back fucking is great," he panted as he pushed into her.

"Yes it is," Steven admitted. "But my wife has a tight pussy, too. She really is something else."

Now, the two of them were really having fun.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "this is wild. Oh, wow!"

The rock hard joint slid up there and soon Craig knew he would be exploding against her. It was such a fantastic sensation, he hated to make it go so quickly. He wished he could hang on to it. But something that fantastic couldn't last long. He now pulled back and gripped her buttocks. He held on and squeezed.

"I'm cumming," he panted as he rammed it against her. "Oh, baby, I'm cumming."

Suddenly, Steve felt himself shooting too.

"We're climaxing together," he said as he got his gun off.

Now, the splendid joy was met with the third climax. For Laura came too.

"Right on target," she said, "I'm making it. Good old fashioned sex. I'm making it."

She was excited and stimulated by the fact that she had managed to cum at the same time. And the men were really excited too.

"Oh, baby," Steve panted. "This is really wild action. I'm still exploding."

His truly unstoppable cock was getting plenty of exercise today. He kept thrusting into her and she loved it.

"Fuck it," young Craig panted, "fuck, baby, there's still some more juice in my meat."

Like wild, he thrust into her again determined to get more juice out of his cock.

"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "that's wild, baby. Oh, yes. Oh, ah, yes, yes."

The delicious pleasure that surged through him as his juicer shot again was too much.

"Fuck it," he begged insistently, "fuck it. Fuck it."

Craig was concentrating all of his best effort to get more juice. And, with his eyes closed and his head tossed back, as beads of sweat rolled effusively down his face, he made it.

"You're quite a grind, baby," he bellowed wildly. "Quite a girl."

Now his free hand was running up and down her slender waist and he loved to grab her ass with his hands. The tempestuous heights he had driven her to, in his perpetual motion thrusting, had her grasping her husband's tool. She wanted the maximum pleasure for him and she couldn't stop the tempo. Stepping up, she kept grabbing at her husband's cock.

"Oh, wow," he told her, "I'm really going to shoot again."

She was receiving the double tickle of the ages. Now, she was gripping his cock so tightly in her pussy, he knew he could make it again. It made him proud of his virility. Age was no handicap with him. Steve rammed in there.

"Oh," he sighed excitedly, "I'm cumming."

Sure enough, he was cumming. The hot, juicy dick shot again into her mound. She was happy that she had made them both cum twice. Getting a couple of double-headers was something else.

She wouldn't stop, however, until she got her own. Suddenly, she juiced and the men continued thrusting until she had gotten it all off.

"Oh, baby," she panted, looking at her husband, "it was a beautiful idea to bring this stud horse home. I enjoyed him."

"I often act foolishly, dear," he said, "but this wasn't one of those times. I knew you would enjoy this."

Craig got his charge too. Sliding his tool out of her, he told her, "And I'm sure that you will be happy when he has a chick to play with."

"I'm sure," she said.

She gave him a hellish glance and he knew instantly that she was jealous and didn't like the idea at all.

Now, she pulled off her husband and laid down.

"Move over close to me," he said.

He nibbled away at her beautiful knobs and her body edged closer and one leg locked around him. Craig thought they were really carrying it too far. He went over and poured himself a drink.

"You know you're acting like a couple of newlyweds," he chuckled. "Don't you get tired of each other?"

"Never," she smiled. "Steve is a marvelous man. He really is."

"I can see that you think so," he said.

Steve pulled his face away from her breasts and asked him, "Jealous?"

Like a little lost boy, Craig nodded.

"Oh, baby, why don't you come over here and suck on one tit and let my husband have the other?"

He went back to the bed and did just exactly what she suggested. He began sucking on one breast while Steve sucked on the other. Each man slid a finger into her mound. As their fingers thrust inside of her, she wiggled about.

"This is beautiful," she smiled, "now honey, I'm horny, stick a finger against my buttock. One up my cunt, one against my butt. This is a nice sex session. And I love having each of you on a nipple."

"Beautiful tits," he smiled, "you've got beautiful tits."

Then Craig bent over and began sucking on them. He was proving to her that he really was having a good time. Now, she looked down at his cock.

"Let me suck your beautiful joint, honey," she suggested, as he sucked away on her breast. "I would like nothing better than to give you some kicks."

Craig ceased his licking and looked up at her. "Say that's a good idea, sweetheart, I'm game for it."

Now she went down on his penis. And soon, she was sucking vigorously away. Steve was getting disgusted. It seemed that she was concentrating too much attention on him. He watched, as she took the huge rod in her hand, and slowly slid her mouth over it.

"What's gonna happen to my prick?" her husband asked.

Craig let out a belly laugh that almost knocked him off the bed.

"She can give you a hand job while she sucks mine. How about that?"

"Do you want to jerk it a little baby?" Steve smiled softly, enjoying the idea. "It's a pretty good sized old cock?"

She reached out for her husband's cock, and let her explore around there. And then she went to work sucking on the other man's meat. Puling on one cock and sucking on the other, she as having a ball. Her hot tongue worked around is penis. She was massaging it with sucking movements, and he was really hot.

"Oohhh," he panted as his body would periodically spasm while her tongue maneuvered up and down the length of his huge rod. "I love it. Keep it up, baby. I'm gonna give some more juice to you."

He knew he could keep his promise, and his legs moved around freely as the three of them got hotter and hotter. Laura's mouth was performing brilliantly, working smoothly over his organ. And she was also adding to her husband's enjoyment by playing around with his balls and alternately pulling on his staff. "Oh baby," he told her, "I love the ball rub." Now Craig was getting a cock suck, and her husband was getting a ball rub and a jerk job.

"Keep it up, baby," Craig told her, "it's amazing how that thing can come up when you suck on it. It brings it to life."

It was a most satisfying orgy, and she was enjoying herself. She had given away all of her inhibitions. And she was glad that she had.

"Oohhh," he shrieked in pleasure, as he felt her going down on him farther and farther. And, the excitement was building and building.

"Suck me, doll," he told her, "suck me."

She was accustomed to hearing her husband say this to her, but she got a big charge when another man was telling her, "Suck it. Suck it. Suck it."

Her continued sucking brought him near the explosion point again. And he was acting like an untamed bucking bronco as he thrust up. Now his juice was ready to shoot.

"Oohhh," he told her, "I'm cumming."

The bucking bronco act was now in motion and he slid his big prick down her throat. Quickly, her husband got stimulated watching her suck him off and seeing her cheeks pulling as she got the juice out of the big shaft. And her husband begged for some too.

"Eat me," he asked his wife, "eat me next."

She moved her mouth from one man's penis to the other. And she massaged Craig's buttocks as she sucked her husband's cock. Craig's flesh tingled as she massaged his buttocks. He was really excited. She had a definite flair for sucking that got him excited as no other woman had.

"Oh, eat me," he begged his wife, "eat me, baby. Oh yes, yes."

Her husband's steady probing movements were carried to the exalted heights of sensual delight.

He was loaded again, and his eyes rested intently on her as he drew nearer to climax.

"Keep shoving that tongue, darling," he gasped.

Now he was getting so carried away that he needed the utmost in the form of assistance. He wanted to make the experience of cocksucking every bit as pleasurable as possible for-this beautiful young woman he was fortunate enough to be married to.

In order to stir her onward all the more, Steve threw his fingers into her hair. His fingers grabbed ahold of her scalp with torrid sensuality, as he ran them through her hair.

She liked the feeling of being dominated. It agreed with her. And now that his fingers were working their way through her hair they were becoming that much more excited.

Her hands clutched his buttocks tightly, enjoying the acts of coming into steady contact with those cheeks, which kept grinding along with the rest of his ass.

"Oh, now we're really going to it," he gasped. "Hang in there, honey, keep that tongue working around there, and keep those fingers playing with my ass cheeks. Oh, I really love those movements, they're great, really great."

Craig was getting extremely aroused just by watching what was happening down there on that bed.

"Keep stabbing that cock into her," he encouraged, "and keep him going, baby, keep sucking that dick, keep that tongue moving, just like an engine."

While Craig became all the more excited as the action increased, she continued thrusting her tongue eagerly on her husband's blazing cock.

"Just a few more stabs," he gasped as he felt himself pushing ever closer to climax, "keep that tongue moving, keep it moving, sweetheart, suck my dick, suck it."

Several strokes later, Steve's body began to spasm noticeably. The itchiness had reached the unbearable stage as the juice was set to spill out of his penis.

"Here it goes, here I cum," he gasped.

"Suck every drop of it out of him," Craig encouraged, "lick out every drop from that cock of his."

The hot white juice spilled profusely from the end of his joint, flooding her mouth.

Craig became all the hornier for action as he saw the thick white droplets spill down the sides of her mouth. She was doing her best to stay with the load, to eat every delicious drop. She succeeded in swallowing most of it.

"Bravo," Craig laughed. "Now will you just look at the size of this organ on me."

He pointed down toward his hot member, which she looked at with great admiration.

"My but that looks yummy," she laughed.

"Doesn't it though. It needs some action."

"When they're that hard they generally do."

"You catch on fast," he laughed. "You know what I'd like to do to you?"

"What, baby?"

"Give you the blow job treatment. Run this flaming cock of mine into your mouth."

"That sound delicious."

"Just keep lying there in that bed. I'll be more than happy to take care of everything."

"Now you're talking," she nodded, encouraged by the prospect of some more hot sex.

Craig quickly arrived on the scene, shoving his huge rod into her mouth. He stabbed relentlessly, quickly pushing his way toward orgasm.

"Hang in there, baby, this is gonna be great mouth action," he told her.

When he finally exploded his flaming juices inside her mouth, the load was so voluminous that she was unable to hold on to all of it, even though she made a valiant effort.

Spurts of juice landed on the sheets, which already contained juices from Steve's cock suck.

"Why don't you take a nice quiet bath so we can clean up these sheets, honey," Steve said, patting his wife affectionately on the ass cheeks.

She agreed, walking promptly into the bathroom.

"I had loads of fun," Craig said, "but I still haven't stuck my hot rod into her little box."

"Well," he said, "I don't know what to say."

"I do," he nodded, "I think it's about time we do it in the bathtub. Can you think of a better place to make it?"

He smiled wryly as he got down there. He decided he would go into the bathroom and he did. He slipped in there with her and she said:

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't worry about it," he said, "I'm just going to fuck you."

He began kissing and caressing her. And then suddenly he got her legs apart so he could get his penis over her hot mound. That did it. Her husband thought it was just going too far. He slammed the bathroom door.

"What's with him?" he chuckled.

"Oh, I don't know," she said, "don't worry about it. After a good night's sleep he acts differently."

Craig drove into her like a bulldozer, and she didn't mind the fact that he was doing it with little or no finesse. She chuckled as he thrust forward.

"How do you like this for a fuck?" he chuckled.

Her flesh tingled and her stomach did a few flip flops as he determinedly thrust in. The guy had his own way of doing it and she didn't mind.

"Oh, I like it," she said as she began making some movements of her own.

"Beautiful," he told her quickly, "just beautiful."

Faster and faster now he went into action. And the pleasure increased every moment.

"Oh baby," he told her quickly, "that is wild. Keep doing it."

Now he was really excited.

"Oohhh," he panted, "this is wild. This is it."

It didn't take much longer, and suddenly the thrusts were achieving something. She was wiggling back on his rod. Fires were sparking in his eyes as he went to town.

"Fuck, baby, fuck," he told her, as he continued his steady probing movements.

Now she was at the exalted height of sexual delight. She could hardly stand it.

"Oh baby," she panted quickly, "I'm almost there. Oh yes, baby, I'm cumming."

Faster and faster now the hot organ ground into her. And she loved it. The pleasure increased with every thrust, and suddenly it juiced.

"I'm cumming," he panted, "I'm cumming again."

He reached for her breasts and pinched as his juice shot into her. She was paying close attention to him, as she knew he was really a turn-on. Her husband could never make it like this. He looked like a boy who had achieved fame on a varsity football team. And she was aglow with excitement as his cock drilled her.

"Oh honey," she said, "you are too much. You are too much."

Just then her husband, Steve, opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him, "I thought you left us alone. Are you spying?"

"No, honey," he said, "I'm just playing dumb. But I can see your strategy in asking me to have another man here. I don't think any guy ever tried to come into this house, honey, I think you made out with some guy. And I think some guy got you to do everything and now you can't quit screwing. It's obvious to me."

"I hope, for your sake, that you're telling me the truth as you see it," she said.

"Why?" her husband said, wincing with disgust.

"Because, baby, I warn you I won't take much of that crap. This is just a gentle hint. This time, yes, but not again. I have never had any sex with anyone but you, until you brought this beautiful man here. And, I just wanted to give him his action. Of course he's a little younger than you, darling, but I'd hate to mention it."

"I can see you do," he said, "you've been putting more damned enthusiasm into that fuck than I've ever seen you put into a screw with me."

"Why, baby," she reminded him, "you shouldn't compare. We're just having a good time. That's all that matters. It isn't right to compare fucks."

"No," he said, "I guess it isn't."

Faster and faster she went to town. And now she was getting her own pleasure.

"You want to make it too?" he flashed her a triumphant smile.

"Yes, baby, I do," she said grinning, as she gripped his tool and went on grabbing it.

"Well, I don't want to spoil your pleasure," he said, and left them alone.

Now she really loved it.

"I'll play with your tits," he smiled, "that'll help."

Faster and faster the hot penis drilled her, and it was a beautiful pleasure. "Keep it up," he told her, "keep going. Oh yes. That's beautiful."

Now, the persistent pleasure built and with a little more struggling she got her juice too.

"You're cumming," he smiled. She nodded and smiled as the slippery lubrication of his cock slicing into her increased the pleasure.

He finished and pulled out. Then she looked at him standing tall and strong.

"We had a good time, didn't we, darling?" she smiled.

"Yes, baby, we did," he agreed. "What do you think of me fucking this much?" she asked in a squeaky voice.

"Don't worry about it, baby," he said.

He was taking a towel off the rack and drying his ass off.

"I do worry about it," she said. "I don't know what my husband will think."

"Are you worried about him?" he asked curiously.

"Yes I am," she said. Now he tried to stifle a yawn. "Oh baby," he told her, "it's a funny thing, isn't it, the way things work out?"

"What do you mean?" she smiled.

"Well, I just asked your husband if a chick at the office would be a good one to ball. And he said he knew a chick that I would really enjoy."

"Is that right?" she said.

"Yes," he admitted, "and he told me he knew of a first rate grind. Someone I would really dig. When he told me it was his wife, I didn't want to give in. I thought he might get jealous. I didn't want things to get complicated."

"Don't worry about it, baby," she observed, "he'll calm down."

She got out of the tub herself and began drying. His arms went around her and he took firm possession of her body. Pressing her against him, he entered her mouth and began tonguing her with tingling passionate kisses. After several torrid exchanges she broke free.

"Remember, my husband is around here."

"Forget it, honey," he said, "we're in this bathroom by ourselves. I've locked the door and nobody is going to see us."

He emphasized his point by entering her mouth again. The second series of tongue kisses surpassed the first in excitement. He grabbed her hand, leaned her backwards, and kissed her breasts passionately. Then they heard the knocking on the door.

"Let me in," Steve said.

"Just a minute," Craig said.

Now Steve was burned up. At this point, he was eager to lick her body. And he ran his hands over her breasts several times. Now he was determined to go all the way.

"Oh honey," he told her, "let's have some fun."

He began caressing her buttocks as he slipped to the floor. Now he was really excited. He wanted touch every crevice of her body with his tongue. "Oh, you feel so good here, so smooth," he wooned.

He proceeded to get her even hotter by tongue kissing while his hands roamed her body. "Oh, Craig, you're too much," she gasped. Just as he was beginning to quake with sensations, he heard the door again. One quick jerk movement around and he told her, "Look, I'm in here. And I'm not going to come out. Not until I'm ready."

The fire between her legs was building. He looked at her and smiled.

"You're gonna love it, baby," he said, kissing her pussy, and then he let his tongue slip up there.

"I already do, Craig," she told him frankly.

Now he was forcing his tongue into her joy hole with stabbing movements. The first few times that he thrust it in there, she got more and more turned on.

"Oohhh," she panted excitedly, "that is wild. Fuck me forever."

He caressed her buttocks, and she loved it. Tenderly, he kissed her. He continued driving his tongue in with vigorous relentless movements.

His cheeks were reddening and beads of sweat were breaking out on his forehead. She looked down at him and sighed, "Oh, baby, what a fuck you are."

She was panting now, and she told him frankly, "I can't take much more. You're driving me all the way. All the way to a beautiful cum."

He went faster and faster. And now, she was ready to juice. He didn't give her a chance to catch her wind before she was juicing in his face. Quickly he licked it.

"Oh you like it, baby, don't you?" she said, passionately holding her hands on his head and watching his tongue slip into her slit.

Faster and faster he finished her off. And now, she saw him getting to his feet. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. She tasted herself.

"Oh, honey," she said, "we have such a cozy arrangement, don't we?"

Now, they felt the door breaking in, as Steve got into the room.

"What the hell are you doing with my wife?" he said angrily. His words were slurred, his eyes blurred. It was apparent he had been drinking. For the bottle was in one hand, and his hair was all mussed up. Standing there in a drunken naked daze he looked like something out of a grade B movie.

"Leave me alone," Craig said, "and I mean it. You asked me over here and I came. It was at your suggestion."

Then Steve gave his wife, Laura, a withering glance.

"Cheap common slut," he said.

She looked at him and said, "You're walking a tightrope, baby. Let me make that point crystal clear. I'm getting pretty damned sick of you."

"Well, don't think I'm not getting sick of you," he told her.

She paid no attention to him and she told Craig, "Don't pay any attention to him. He's sick. He's just trying to put on a spoiled act."

"You know, you're an unusual dame," he said, "you really are."

"I guess I am," she said, "I fuck every which way and I fuck my husband's friends. Eventually, we'll probably get a divorce."

"I'm growing up fast," Steve said disgustedly, looking at her, "and I don't have much respect for you anymore."

"Look," she said, "you've been playing around with all the women you could get your hands on or your tongue in. So don't play innocent. Just when I have a little fun, you get uptight. Well, I don't buy it."

"Well, I don't buy it either," he said going over to get some more liquor.

She went to the dresser before him and took the bottle away.

"You've had enough," she said, "you've bad more than enough. Now I'm not giving you anymore."

"Don't you try to stop me," he said angrily. "Look," she insisted, "I don't want anymore of this crap."

The pleasure now was gone. Everything had disappeared. Including a lot of Laura's appearance. She was looking tired and haggard. Craig was sliding into his shorts as quickly as he could. He wanted to get out of there. He put his pants on and sat down, then put his shoes and socks on. Then he put on his shirt, his tie and his coat. He looked at her and said, "Thanks for a good time. See you later, Steve."

Steve wanted to jump him. But he didn't dare. He knew that Craig was a younger man and could knock the hell out of him.

"Goodbye, buddy," he said uncomfortably.

Now he was gone and the two of them were left alone. She looked at her husband and said, "Well, that was a nice performance you put on. I'm sure that he will appreciate knowing that you're an alcoholic."

"What are you talking about?" he snapped.

"You know," she said tightly, "you and that booze. That's what got you upset. You're drunk. And you always act that way when you get drunk. If you didn't want me to have sex with him, then why did you bring him over?"

"I don't know," he told her angrily, "I don't know. But I'm sorry. You bet I'm sorry. And I don't think much of you either."

"You never did," she said frankly, "and I don't care for you much either."

"And that dog has got to go," he said, "I'm getting sick of looking at him around here."

"If Henry goes, I go."

"You mean you prefer the dog to me?" he said angrily.

"Yes," she said, "I do. I think Henry is very affectionate. And I'm sure Henry would never talk to me the way that you are talking to me."

"That's a dumb dog," he said, "he couldn't talk if he wanted to."

"Don't you call Henry dumb," she said. "He's not dumb, he's a very smart dog. And I've already trained him to be my guard dog. And let me tell you if you divorce me and you come back, and you cause me any problems, I'll put that dog on you and you'll wish you'd never said anything unkind to me."

"Are you threatening me with that dog?" he asked, his eyes glazed.

"Yes baby," she said, "and you better listen when I threaten."

"You know, baby," he said, "would you tell me why I married you?"

"I'm afraid to tell you," she said, "because that would only get you more angry. I think you're angry enough already. Why don't we go downstairs in the kitchen and get up a cup of black coffee. I think we both could use some."

Naked, she strode out of the room. And her husband followed naked and drunk down the steps after her. She fixed the coffee quickly and, pouring him a cup, sat down at the table.

"Have you no decency?" he asked, looking down at her breasts over the table.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Your clothes," he said, "you don't have any clothes on."

"No," she said in a subdued voice, "I don't. Does it make any difference?"

"Yes it does," he said.

Now she was eager as all get out for action.

"You know, honey," she said with a strange look in her eyes, "I don't want to have any sex with you ever again. I got disgusted with you tonight."

"Why?" he asked, "did that young stud get you excited for him instead of me?"

Innocently she looked back at him and said, "Listen, honey, I enjoyed him. He was beautiful. A no-nonsense cat. And I loved it."

"And you don't dig me anymore," Steve said angrily.

"You want the truth?" she asked bluntly.

"Yes," he said, "for once I'd like to hear you tell the truth."

"I've always told you the truth," she said, "but you wouldn't listen. I don't give a damn about you anymore."

Suddenly, Steve put his arms around her and began kissing her.

"What brought this on?" she asked, as his tongue began sliding inside of her mouth.

"I don't know, baby," he said, "I guess it was just the thought of losing you. It reminded me how much I loved you. And I never want to lose you, baby. I can't help it. I love you."

"That is your problem," she said.

And then he said, "Baby, promise we can still have more sex."

She smiled sweetly.

"No," she said, "absolutely not."

"Remember you made a promise," he remind her, "you said I could bring a girl home. Some cute chick from the office. That is only fair. Now it's my turn to play. And let's see how you react, dear wife."

Vividly she thought about her promise.

"All right," and then rising she paced the floor. "All right, damn it, I am a person of my word. I'll do it."

It really made him excited to hear her talk like that.

"You want it real bad, don't you, baby?" she said. "You're sex crazy."

"So are you, honey," he said, "you wouldn't be screwing that often if you weren't. And Craig no less."

"Don't mention Craig," she said. "Craig and I have something fine and beautiful going. And I don't want you poking fun at our love."

"Your love," he said with a laugh.

"Yes," she said quickly, "Craig and I feel something beautiful for each other. I'll always love him."

"My ass," he laughed.

The dog came bounding into the kitchen.

"Henry, you're hungry no doubt," she said.

Going to the refrigerator, she got some ground meat and served him some.

"Don't they have dog biscuits?" Steve asked.

"Yes, but he prefers ground round."

"Oh shit, he's got the same expensive tastes you've got," he quipped derisively.

The dog ate the food quickly. He then looked up toward her, wagging his tail eagerly and licking his chops.

"Isn't he cute when he begs?"

"Oh forget it. My mind's a million miles removed from him."

"Just what is troubling you?"

"You and Craig, that's what."

"I do believe you're jealous," she chuckled, enjoying the fact that he was miffed.

"I'm downright pissed off."

"Remember, darling, we're living in an enlightened age."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"All kinds of couples are doing it every which way. It's anything but unusual these days for a man's wife to make it with both her husband and another guy as a threesome."

"Then let others be real liberal if that's what they want to do, because I'm beginning to consider the whole thing one king-sized pain in the ass."

"You're not the most virtuous soul in the world yourself," she stopped him coldly.

His eyes dropped toward the floor. He knew that he didn't dare divorce her, since she had told him the discoveries she had made concerning his extra-marital affairs from a private investigator.

"Ah hell, I'm going to bed," he snapped. He then stalked off toward the bedroom as she gave her dog, Henry, a second helping.

CHAPTER FIVE

After the big fuss that had been made about her having sex with Craig, Laura was disturbed indeed. She decided that perhaps the only sensible thing for her to do would be to take a vacation. However, her husband, Steve, pre-empted her. He took his vacation first.

He called from the office one day to inform her. "Honey," he began, "could you pack a few things for me? I have to go away on a short business trip to Miami."

"Oh, all right, Steve," she told him, "I'll do my best."

She knew that he was trying to get away from her and make up his mind what to do about their life together. And this bugged her. He had been good to her and given her about everything she could ever ask for. And, she had to admit that she had been rather disloyal to him. All of this worried her. When he came home to pick up his things, she had them all ready.

"Now you be a good gal," he told her. "Take it easy. I'm glad that you've got Henry to protect you."

"Oh, Henry would attack anyone who would try to do anything," she said. "You don't have to worry. And, darling, if you want me to lay off having sex with Craig, I will."

"Whatever you want to do, baby. Far be it from me to tell you not to have any sex with that stud. He's got a very nice penis. And I'm sure you enjoy him."

"Well, it's really big," she said, "but I don't go for him. I really love you, darling."

"I'm sure you do," he said, as his eyes searched hers.

He picked up his luggage and got set to leave. She walked over toward him and he gathered her into his arms, caressing her beautiful body eagerly.

"About that terrible argument we had. I wish you'd forgive me," he told her humbly. "I had too much to drink. I just wasn't myself."

"What argument?" she smiled. "My memory has drawn a complete blank."

"You're an absolute doll. That's what I was hoping you'd say."

He pressed his lips eagerly against hers. She met his potent kiss with an aggressive effort of her own.

She managed to hold back the tears until Steve left. But once he vanished out the door the floodgates were unleashed and the tears rolled down both sides of her face.

"I don't know what I'm gonna do," she sobbed sadly.

Laura fully recognized the magnitude of the dilemma she was in. She wondered just how it would be resolved. She knew that there was a good deal of feeling for Steve residing within her, but that she also thought a good deal of Craig.

She realized that the only way domestic tranquility could be reasonably assured was to cut Craig completely out of her life and devote herself exclusively to Steve.

The more she thought about Steve's transgressions, however, the more difficult the entire problem appeared to become. After all, Steve had done plenty of playing around as well, and unless she could get something of a definitive agreement from him to terminate such actions in the future with other women, she had no assurances that their marriage could remain intact. She resented any thought of a double standard-one wherein Steve felt at perfect liberty to have sex with women on the outside while simultaneously decrying any extracurricular action on her part.

She realized also that one of the basic problems was that Steve knew just how excited she was capable of becoming with Craig. She knew he could far more easily have tolerated even a little sex action on the side on her part just as long as she did not get carried away with her partner.

As she sat on the sofa, her head down, crying unrestrainedly, her trusty canine friend, Henry, walked up to her, looking up into her eyes with an expression of sympathy.

"You're always a pal, Henry," she suddenly managed a smile after brushing the tears back from her eyes.

She reached down and petted him several times as he wagged his tail enthusiastically. The dog was doing his best to cheer her up.

"I'll bet you could use something to eat," Laura said.

Now Henry was wagging his tail more enthusiastically than ever.

"That's what I thought," she nodded.

Laura got up from the sofa, leading Henry briskly into the kitchen, where she prepared some food for him.

For a while she was entertained watching Henry lap up the food in his dish, but by the time he finished and trotted away with a satisfied look, the lonely despair returned.

The dog curled up on the living room rug and went to sleep, as he frequently did after enjoying a big meal. Laura knew that she had to talk with someone. Even if it meant going to a bar and picking up a stranger, she had to do something.

She took a shower, got dressed, and decided she would get some clothes. That always cheered her up. She found a pair of pant suit slacks that looked very good on her. They showed her body off to just the right advantage from every angle. Then that night when she was alone and bored and lonely, she went out to a bar. She had heard that the Swinger was the place to go, and it looked that way from all of the people that were there. She was glad that she had dressed up, because it was obvious that everyone looked as if they were on the prowl for each other for sexual reasons.

One young man looked at her and asked her, "Can I buy you a drink?"

"That was quick," Laura said softly, "I hadn't even had my first one."

"You have to act fast here," the young man grinned, "you see, baby, a lot of people come here. I'm Gary. Who are you?"

"Laura," she smiled.

"That's a pretty name," he said smoothly, "Laura, would you like to come over here with me?"

Gary already had a table picked out. And it was obvious that he had been eyeing every woman that had come into the place.

"Oh, you have a nice cozy corner," she smiled.

"Real cozy," he said, "snuggle up baby."

As she sat down, she determined she wasn't going to act too forward too fast.

"What'll you have?" An older woman came by who was waiting on tables.

"Make mine bourbon," she said. "Bourbon and seven."

The drink was served a moment or two later. And as she sipped her drink with Gary, she got to talking.

"You're strung up, honey," he said, "something's bothering you."

"Does it show?"

"All over," he said. "Tell Gary, I've got a nice shoulder and I'll listen."

"All right," she said, "I'll tell you. My husband and I decided to swap. And it didn't work out the way that he planned. He brought a young man from his office home and I happened to enjoy him. Maybe too much. I don't know why, but I did things with him, I've never done before."

"I know why," Gary replied, "it's because you let yourself go. One of the first times in your life, you let yourself go. Now, baby, if I let myself go, I do things. I mean wild things."

"Like you know what?" she asked. He reached down and touched her thigh with is hand.

"You know what I mean too," he said, "I want you. And I want you bad."

"We can't go to my place," Laura said smoothly, "even though my husband is gone, it would be just like the devil to come back, and catch me, with an investigator. A nice camera flash, and my divorce would be a real wreck. I would get nothing. Nothing but a good swift boot out of the place."

"I read you, baby," he said. "I would prefer being in a nice motel. I know just the place to go. It's only two blocks from here. I think it's owned by the same guy that owns the bar," he laughed.

"Well, they've got a good thing going here," she said, eyeing all of the young people that were around there.

"I think they have," he said quickly, "you see, baby, everybody needs sex. And this place offers an opportunity for people to get together. You know the whores are having a rough time of it. Everybody is in the act now, and you don't have to pay."

"Well," she said, "maybe you don't have to pay one way, but let me assure you, Gary, you have to pay another way. I've felt emotionally starved for years, and then I go out and swing. And the first time I do, I get caught in my own trap. So I'm paying the price now. And it may be a divorce."

"You know what I say about that," Gary chuckled, "do you want to hear?"

From the eager expression that was in his eyes, she realized he was very anxious to tell what was in his mind.

"Yes, I want to hear."

"Well, you were headed for splitsville before you ever got together."

"Where?" she asked.

"Divorce, Splitsville."

"I see," she laughed, "that's a beautiful way to put it. Maybe, it's true. I want another drink," she said.

"Right on," he said, "that old waitress of ours isn't very good. Let me go to the bar and get you one."

Gary had a method in his madness. He went to the bar and got her a drink, and when he came back and served it to her, she realized it was a double shot.

"That's a mighty strong potion," she said.

"It is, isn't it?" he chuckled.

"Yes, it is."

Now she was ready. And so was he.

"You know baby," he smiled at her, "you really are a turnon. I mean I dig you."

"Well, I dig you too, darling," she said quickly, "I really do. You've got a lot on the ball."

"Thank you, love," he smiled at her.

Now she was more eager than ever before to have sex with him. He reached for her hand and placed it on his rock hard cock.

"You feel that?" he said in a low voice, whispering and looking at her.

"Yes, I do."

"Well it's ready baby. It's ready to explode."

"We'd better get out of here. That's dynamite."

"You know it," he said, "it's ready to go off at any minute."

"We can't risk it," she said play acting along with him.

He paid the bill, and didn't leave much change for the waitress who he complained hadn't paid any attention to them. Then, they walked down to the motel. A splashy neon sign flashing king size beds and color TV gripped her attention.

"Oh, what a nice place," she said, "I see they have a good set up. They have the beds, and they have the stimulation. Very nice indeed."

"I'm eager to play, baby," he said, "we're going to have a lot of fun tonight."

At this point, she wondered just how dangerous it would be to go with a strange man into a motel room. As they walked in she didn't have long to wonder. There was the huge king size bed. And next to the bed was the television.

"I suppose we're going to see some good sex films," Laura said indignantly.

"Well, that's what you came here for, lady, isn't it?" the man who had picked her up smiled.

"Yes," she said.

It didn't take him long to get out of his clothes, and he could hardly wait for Laura to strip too.

"Now that's it baby," he told her quickly, "let's take our clothes off."

Laura didn't take long to take all of her clothes off. And when she was naked she got on the bed. He looked at her, his eyes focusing on her moistening mound. He could tell she was as eager for sex as he was. As Laura looked at the huge member swaying between his legs, she became more stimulated every moment.

"Okay, let's watch the sex films," he suggested.

Now he put his money in the television and the films came on. There was the first picture of a couple tangling in sex. The man was kneeling on the bed, and the woman was throwing her legs around him. As she supported her arms with her hands on the mattress, the man was grasping her hips and thrusting into her.

"Well, isn't that a nice picture," he smiled. "He's really going to town isn't he?"

"Right on," she smiled.

They waited a moment or two with him just fondling her breasts, until a picture came on that excited him. There was the man lying flat on his back and the woman was sliding herself down over his penis. "Baby, I'd like to see you do that, that way."

"If you want me to," she agreed. Laura didn't take long. She was getting hotter herself. She had been feeling him while he was playing with her breasts. Now she grasped his organ firmly and slid herself down over it.

"Oh, that feels good," she told him frankly, "yes, baby. That feels very good."

The hot pleasure was just beginning and she could hardly wait for more action.

"Fuck it," he told her quickly, "fuck baby, fuck."

Now she was really stimulated and excited. He was determined to have himself very good sex.

"Oh baby," he smiled at her, "this is the way I like to do it. I can rub your breasts and play with your pussy at the same time. How do you like my penis sliding in there?"

Laura looked at her lover and nodded, "Feels good, baby."

There was no doubt in her mind now that she was a real sexual turn on. And she vowed that she would give him the very best action that she knew how.

"Fuck me," she begged him, "fuck me, baby. That's beautiful. Give it to me. I want it."

Faster and faster the hot organ drilled into her. And she grew more excited every second.

"Keep it up, baby," she begged him, "that's what I want. Oh yes. Keep fucking. Faster, like that."

Now he was massaging her breasts and rubbing the nipples. As he pinched the nipples, she became so excited that she squealed with delight.

"Fuck me," she gasped eagerly, "drive it in me. Ram it up there. Oh baby, I want your organ going into me. Like that. Oohhh, aahhh, yes lover yes, that's what I dig. Keep it going."

The hot delight that she was experiencing as her lover went to town with her, was too much. Now he was almost there. She could feel him starting to juice.

"I'll snap my pussy for you, honey," she told him quickly.

Laura wasted no time. She gripped his tool tightly in her vagina, and grabbing it, squeezed. Suddenly, the juice shot into her.

"Oh, I'm cumming," he begged passionately, "I'm cumming."

The delightful sensations that surged through her body at this point, were almost more than she could stand.

There was no doubt in her mind that the pleasure that she was experiencing now could never be surpassed. The muscular force that he was using as he drove his dick into her amazed her. She wiggled her buttocks about and he gripped her cheeks affectionately.

"Go on, baby," he told her, "keep rocking it. Oh yes. You sure got a hot pussy."

Now the penis was performing in the manner of a bulldozer. She loved it.

"Come on, baby," he implored in a loud impatient voice, "I want it, baby. And I want it fast."

Her flesh tingled, as his member rapidly drove into her. The act was continuing and she was loving it. He was awakening sex within her where she had been asleep.

"Fuck it," he begged her, "fuck it!"

His steady probing movements-were carrying her quickly to an exalted height of sensual delight. And she knew he would be unloading in a second or two.

"Oh baby," he panted, "this is too much. You are really a fuck."

Suddenly his hot juice surged inside of her. And she juiced too.

"Oohhh," she panted, "I'm cumming. Oh baby, I made it."

As they juiced together, he reached up and pinched her nipples.

"You're hurting me," she complained, but he only smiled.

"I'm sorry, baby," he said, grinning.

"I can see that," she said, as she looked down at him.

Now she began to sense that he was somewhat of a sadist. He had taken firm possession of her body and he didn't stop thrusting until he had finished shooting. Then she got off him. She was glad to be free of him.

"That's enough for now, baby," she told him.

"Well, there's more in there," he told her quickly.

She glanced down at his penis and saw that indeed he was right. His member was hard again.

"Honey," she said with a smile on her face. "I think we've had enough sex for one night."

"Well I don't," he told her frankly, "I want more."

Now she realized that she would have to do it again. As they were glancing at the color sex movies on the television screen, there was depicted a woman on the edge of the bed. As her buttocks flipped up, the man thrust her leg over his shoulder and grabbing a buttock cheek stabbed his huge hot member into her vagina.

"That's what I want next," he said. "I've got to do it again."

She wondered if this intensity was indicative of some mental derangement. She could hardly believe that he could stay hard after such a hard fuck he had just had. Yet, he was there and she knew she had to give it to him.

"How do you want me?" she said casually.

"I want you, baby, on the edge of the bed. Then I want you to throw your leg over my shoulder and I'll slide my penis to you. How would that be?"

"Beautiful, baby," she assured, "just beautiful."

As she flung her leg over his shoulder, he used his own spit to moisten his penis. And then he slowly eased his organ between her buttocks cheeks.

"You gonna get it in there?" she asked him.

"Oh, yes, baby," he said. "I'm going to get it in there. Don't worry."

She had a sour look on her face and he observed it.

"What's wrong, Laura?" he smiled.

"Well, putting that big dagger prick in me is going to kill me."

"No it won't," he said, "I can do it."

He proved it with a hard sudden thrust. And as his huge penis slid into her tight vagina, she sighed.

"Oh, it's awful," she said, "awful."

Her body froze.

"Relax," he smiled, "I'm not going to hurt you."

He reached out to distract her by grabbing her breasts. As he played with her breasts, he continued sliding his organ into her vagina.

"How's that, baby?" he asked her, "doesn't that feel good?"

Now she was getting it. Fast and hot and heavy. The hard penis was drilling in there, and she looked at the movie on the screen. It seemed as if she was duplicating the action that was being displayed. There was the man's buttocks flipping back and forth as he drove his member into the woman's organ. The camera moved in with a tight close-up. And she could see the huge penis sliding in and out of the tight organ.

"Oh, this feels good to me, baby," he told her. "You've got a nice tight pussy. Oh, I dig this."

Now he was going to town in sudden hard thrusts.

"Won't take much longer now, baby," he said, with his face lighting up.

She wiggled her butt wishing that he would quit soon. He wasn't pleasurable to her anymore.

"Oh baby," he smiled at her, "what a body."

With a firm hand on her breasts, and his penis drilling her in rapid fire movements, she began feeling there was no room for tenderness in this man. Apparently, all he wanted to do was push his gun into her and get his rocks off.

"Don't worry," he smiled, "we're gonna get a good fuck. Just follow my lead."

She lay back on the bed and let him take care of it. Maybe it was the drinks that had her head whirling in circles, but she didn't trust his sex ability. He was entering her more smoothly now, and this pleased her. It didn't hurt nearly as much as it did a few moments before, for which she was thankful. A little bit of pain did something for her sensually, but beyond that forget it, she thought to herself. Now she was gripping his organ in her vagina and giving him some response.

"Oh, keep it up baby," he encouraged.

"That's exactly what I'm trying to do," she said.

The tempo increased. His movements became quicker and quicker. He was getting there. A loud sigh later he was almost at it. He threw his head back and thrust.

"Oh, fuck it, baby," he told her quickly, "fuck, baby, fuck!"

Faster and faster his hot tool rode into her. Now he was really turned on. His balls were bouncing on her buttocks as he got in there.

"Oh baby," he told her, "this is beautiful. Oohh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes."

He looked at her and smiled.

"How does it feel?" he asked excitedly.

"A little better," she said.

Now he went faster and faster. And she knew it wouldn't be much longer until he got his gun off.

"Fuck me," she told him passionately, "fuck me. It feels good now. Oh, baby, I like that smooth rod of yours drilling me."

That made him happy. He wanted her to enjoy it too. At first he was afraid he had hurt her. And he had spoken to her consolingly. Now, he was not afraid of anything. He was ramming it to her as hard as he could, and he was determined to get his gun off swiftly.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "I'm almost there, baby. Keep it going. Keep it going."

Suddenly, he shot his wad. As the hot juice exploded in her asshole she ground around.

"Oh baby," he told her, "I'm shooting. Oh, that feels so good. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, baby, yes."

She loved the sound of his body slapping against her as he thrust his dick farther inside her.

Now he was through. And she relaxed. Slowly he drew his limp member out of her.

"Well, baby," she said, "that was some fuck."

"Yes," he smiled.

Now as she glanced at the television screen, she saw another shot. She saw a couple kneeling on the bed. The man's arms were around the woman. One hand cupped her buttocks and her arms were around his shoulders. They were kissing. She looked at her lover and wondered if he had any affection in him.

"That's a cozy little picture, isn't it?" he said, "real intimate. Shall we try it?"

He winked mischievously at her and she nodded. Instead of kissing her face, however, he went down on her vagina. That did it. His hot tongue was sliding around her.

"Oh baby," she said, "I thought you were going to kiss my mouth."

"No," he said lifting up a second, "this is much sweeter."

Now his hot tongue glided into her. And as she let him do it, she wanted it more and more. She did find a measure of delight watching the screen, as a couple were doing the same thing. Only it was a fast sixty-nine. Suddenly she got the idea that they should be engaged in a sixty-nine and she didn't mind telling him so.

"Why don't we do it sixty-nine style?" she suggested, "that would be fun."

The whole idea appealed to her considerably. And she was determined to have her fun.

"Okay," he smiled,, "it would be fun."

Now they were going to have the pleasure together. And she could hardly wait. Reaching around she gripped his proud tool and placed it between her lips. Then she started sucking on it.

"I'd like it if you would slide your fingers on my buttocks while you're eating my cock," he told her.

She gripped his member and then started sucking vigorously. Now she was really going out of her mind with delight.

"Keep it up," he told her quickly, "keep doing that. Oh, yes baby, that's wild. Keep doing it."

Faster and faster the hot tongue went to work over the penis. And then he rammed his rod firmly into her mouth. As she felt his organ sliding down her throat, she gained new found delight.

"Oohhh," he said excitedly, "that's beautiful. Keep doing it. I want it. Just like that."

She was happy to accommodate him. And as the hot organ drove repeatedly inside her mouth, she felt his tongue sliding into her with equal eagerness. She loved the feel of his slippery tongue gliding in there.

"Eat me," he told her, taking time out from eating her. "Eat my organ. Oh, yes, baby. That's what I dig. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster. Oh baby, I want it."

The hot sudden desire that was surging through him now surpassed anything he had had before. And he loved his sixty-nine session with her. She also was going out of her mind with delight as she felt his tongue working inside of her. He would lick it slowly, making light lapping movements. At the same time, he would play with his fingers around her buttocks cheeks. Now he was sliding a finger tenderly against her left leg, just as she was doing with him. The combined action of the fingers and his tongue in her vagina was giving her great delight.

"Keep it up, baby," she told him, "yes, yes! That's what I want. Keep doing it. Faster, baby, faster. Oohhh, aahhh, yes baby, yes. Keep it up. Eat my pussy."

She locked her legs around him, and he decided that he would do the same with her. It as a sweet sixty-nine as his giant size organ exploded. She pulled back so the juice wouldn't slide down her throat without giving her an opportunity to taste him. That was part of the pleasure too. Then grabbing the penis, she let her tongue lick the head of it.

"Oohhh," she panted excitedly, "I love this. It's beautiful."

Now she was laving his member, enjoying every sucking second of it.

"Oohhh," he panted, "I just love it when you lick me like that. You're a pro, baby. You're beautiful."

She squeezed the penis as she sucked. Now more juice was spurting out of the head of it. She loved the creamy thick taste of it. It was like a rare delicacy to her.

"Eat me," he told her quickly, "eat me."

The pleasure now was building and he shot off again.

Now, she was juicing and she told him, "Oh, honey, eat my vagina. Eat it."

He was happy to lick her. And he flicked his tongue back and forth deliberately taking his time to give her the excitement that she wanted. The pleasure that they were enjoying now was something strange and far out. She could never imagine her husband ever giving her sex like this. She wanted a man who was forward. A man who would fondle her buttocks and lick her cunt. And this was exactly what he was doing to her. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over her body. And she didn't worry about a thing. All she wanted now was sex and suck. With his mouth there, he kept on licking and eating her.

"Oh honey," she panted, "keep doing it. Oh yes, yes. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, I want it. More. More!"

It was abundantly clear to him now what she needed. And he was only too happy to serve her.

"Oh darling," she panted excitedly, "keep that tempo accelerating. I can cum some more."

True to her word, she was climaxing again. And he flipped his finger against her buttocks wiggling it. Now, when the next explosion came he was panting and in disbelief, he could hardly imagine he could find a woman who was as sexy as this one was. The frenzied sex session was coming to an end with her legs locked around his head.

"Oh baby," he panted, "that's beautiful."

He was finished now and he was exhausted.

"You can take a lot of sex without interruption, can't you, baby?" he asked. "Yes," Laura replied with a deliberate tone.

She retained her composure through all of the activity. And this puzzled him to a point. He wondered if he had picked up a professional and any moment she was going to ask for a tab.

"Honey," she said, "are you going to quit now?"

"Well," he said, "I guess I could do it some more."

He was beginning to feel the pressure of his long prick. He pushed forward and began massaging her ass cheeks as he rocked back and forth. Then leaning over forward he kissed her. And now his body was gyrating from the cumulative sensations. His body was throbbing with pleasure and his tongue was tingling with sensations from his breathtaking kisses.

"Oh, fuck me, baby," she pleaded.

He was eager to give her the kicks she wanted. And once again his giant phallus went into her. This time he thrust into her cunt and grabbed her ass and held on tight.

"How about it, baby?" she smiled, "is it tight enough for you?"

"Tight as a drum, baby," he chuckled. I knew you'd be a tight good fuck."

He was deriving further satisfaction by watching his balls in the mirror, as he drove his member back and forth. They bounced around like a chandelier in a breeze. Now he was enjoying himself.

"Fuck it, baby," she told him, "suck it. Give it to me. I want it all."

He wasn't going to stop now. With swift hungry movements he slid his rod into her. And she gripped his ass cheeks, holding on to them.

"I like it when you play with my butt," he told her.

"That's what I thought," she said enthusiastically. "You've got a beautiful body. And what a beautiful ass you've got."

"Okay, play with my ass if you like it so much."

She exploded in laughter as she let her fingers glide against his buttocks.

"So you want to fuck with me?" he smiled.

"Yes, baby," she said, "I want to fuck everything you've got. Why don't you let that mouth of yours come down on mine. You can slide that tongue into my mouth while your penis is in me."

It didn't take long for him to let his tongue slip into her mouth. Soon, he was sucking on her tongue. And then he was frantically thrusting back and forth. She loved every second of the exhilarating sexual activity.

"Oh, keep it up, darling," she panted, "I just love it. Oh, baby, fuck me. Faster."

The hot member was driving into her. And he was beginning to experience the thrill of the juices that were about ready to explode.

"How long are you?" she asked him.

"It depends," he smiled.

"On what?" she asked him.

"On how highly sexed the woman is I'm doing it with. I've discovered that if I have a woman who is really good, and sexually sensitive, I am able to respond about twice as good. It gets almost nine inches."

She shook her head in bewilderment and delight.

"Am I a natural?"

"Oh yes, baby, you are. When I thrust into you I get feelings I never got with any other woman."

He was giving her a searching look, and she nodded.

"Beautiful," she sighed.

Now they were really enjoying themselves. In hot sudden thrusts, they were going to town. And the pleasure was increasing every second.

"Oh baby," he panted, "this is too much. I love it."

The piston precision of fucking action was grinding to another climax. And she realized she was obviously a highly sexed woman. It did bother her a bit. Massaging one buttock, and sliding the finger in his asshole with her other hand, she was keeping him turned on all the way.

"This is the way people should fuck," he said. "Like a couple of hot folks. That's what sex is, baby, just that animal instinct."

"Oh, baby, twist your tail. Oohhh, like that. Grab my penis."

She gripped his member tightly in her vagina, and massaged it the best she knew how. She never stopped her finger from softly gliding against his buttocks, and he knew that it wouldn't be much longer until he was going to orgasm inside her.

"Baby," he panted, "I haven't done this many times in years. It's really inspiring to give it to you."

"Well, don't think I haven't enjoyed it too," she agreed. "Fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck!"

The hot thrusting organ was giving her all of the delight that she could ever stand. And as he got hotter and hotter and closer and closer to climax, she became more and more stimulated.

"Oohhh," he panted excitedly, "you're beautiful. Oh yes, baby. Keep doing it. That's it, baby. Drill it."

Suddenly, the hot member exploded in her. She liked being bathed in his hot juices. And then she pulled her fingers away from his buttocks.

"Oh baby, you're beautiful," he panted as he continued bursting inside of her.

When he had finished, he pulled his penetrating organ out of her.

"Wow!" he said with a faint smile.

"I dug you too, honey," she agreed. "But I better get back to my husband."

"Your husband?" he said, scratching his head.

"Why yes, I'm married," she said.

"Well you could never make me believe that," he said.

"Why not?" she smiled.

"Because you don't screw like a wife," he said, his lips curling as he looked at her.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, sorry to put you down, baby, but women don't usually do it like that. They're much calmer. They just don't do it like that."

"I'm baffled, I don't know what you mean."

"Well, I'll explain," he said quickly, "you see, baby, women don't usually put their all into it. They hold back. But you haven't held back a damned thing. You wanted to fuck and fuck and fuck some more. Yes, it's been fun. I've enjoyed it. Every minute of it And why shouldn't I?"

"I did everything you asked me, didn't I?"

"Yes you did like a true whore."

"What do you mean?" she asked. "Well, honey, it works this way. A whore will do anything you ask for money. Each act costs different prices. For example, twenty might be a simple blow job, with inflation it could be twenty-five."

"And?" she demanded curiously, wanting to know how it all worked.

"Well, I'll explain," he continued. "A tight vagina fuck might be thirty. They charge more and more. It builds and builds until to get the whole thing it might cost a hundred bucks or more. And sometimes they don't even take credit cards or give stamps."

"Now I know you're putting me on," Laura shook her head.

"About the credit cards and stamps, sure I am. But about the other things I said, baby, no way."

"I just don't understand what you're driving at."

"How much action are you getting from people besides your husband?"

"There was one man he brought home for swapping purposes. His name is Craig," her face broke out in a smile. "Well, we hit it off so well that Steve-that's my husband-got pretty upset. He's been acting very strange lately."

"You're a very confused girl," he shook his head sadly.

"I just don't understand your point."

"You're a very confused girl, and that kind of confusion makes me very nervous. You just don't seem to know what you want in life."

"Do any of us?"

"Maybe not," he shrugged, "but your problem goes much deeper than that. Much deeper."

"The basis of all this is that I don't know what my husband Steve wants. If I'm confused it's because of him."

"I couldn't say. I've never met Steve."

"You're just as well off that you haven't."

"Why's that?" his curiosity increased.

"I just don't know what he's liable to do."

"Is he the kind of guy that's given to violence?"

"He very easily could be," she nodded.

"Then he sounds awfully confused too."

"He is."

"Guess I'll be shoving off," he said emphatically.

She looked at him startledly as he quickly began putting his shirt on.

"What's your hurry?" Laura asked.

"Honey, I've got problems enough already. I don't need your problems and your husband's problems too."

Moments later he was gone. Now Laura was more perplexed than ever.

CHAPTER SIX

When Laura left that room by herself a few moments later, she was indeed disturbed. All sorts of strange feelings were going through her. She knew that she had been disloyal to her husband. And more than that she knew she was completely confused about what she should do in the future. It bothered her so much she could hardly stand it. Suddenly, it dawned on her that the only way to do it, was confront the truth and tell her husband everything.

However, her husband was planning to bring home a woman from the office. And she was faced with the prospect of having sex with another woman. It was fortunate for her that she did get home. For her husband was waiting with Melinda. Melinda was a tall blonde girl and she did have large breasts. She appeared to have quite a shape and this got her jealous immediately.

"Hi, honey," Steve said when his wife walked in the door.

"Oh, hello," she said.

"We've been waiting for you all evening," he said.

"Well, what a surprise."

"This is Melinda. Melinda, meet my wife."

"How are you, honey?" the girl said. "Just fine, darling," she said. "I guess Steve has invited you for sex."

"Right on," Melinda laughed, sipping her drink. "You approve of sex like this?" Laura asked Melinda.

"I certainly do," Melinda replied, "there's really nothing wrong with it. It's all in the way you look at it. I think that people should get together like this. Maybe, there wouldn't be so many wars if people spent more time loving each other."

"Well, that's an interesting viewpoint," Laura told her, "but I don't know what it would do if women were constantly playing around with other women's husbands. Do you, darling?"

She said it in an acid, snide way that really got Steve disgusted.

"You need something to drink, don't you, dear?" he said, giving her the eye.

"No," she said, "I'm stone sober. I'm perfectly happy."

"Well, honey," she said, "why don't we just go upstairs and get undressed."

"Oh sure," she laughed lightly, "I think it's a very nice idea, don't you, Melinda?"

"Oh yes, honey," she said, "I do. I'm double-gaited."

"What?" Laura said, her jaw dropping.

"Didn't you hear her?" Steve smiled.

"I thought I did, but I'm not sure."

"Well then, I'll repeat it for you, darling," she said, "I'm double-gaited. I love both men and women. I really turned on the moment I saw you walk in."

"Did you really?" she shrugged.

"Yes, baby, you're beautiful."

"All over too," Steve said.

"What are you trying to do, mate us?" Laura asked her husband, eyeing him coldly.

"That would be one hell of a groovy idea," he threw his head back and laughed. "I guess you can call the function I'm performing kind of a lesbian computerized dating service. Without the computer, of course."

"You're some smart aleck," Laura said with ever mounting disgust.

"I just want to see two beautiful chicks make it together," he grinned first at Laura, then at Melinda.

"I think your motive is very noble," Melinda said. "I could eat this beautiful woman right up to her navel."

"You're not gonna get the chance," Laura fumed.

"What's with you anyway?" Steve barked disgustedly. "Here I bring a beautiful chick over here for us to share and you start acting all uptight. I don't like it."

"You don't like it!" Laura fumed. "Here I come home and you've got a panting blonde that you bring home from the office for me to have sex with. Doesn't that take an incredible amount of nerve to expect me to go about it just because you say so?"

"You're acting impossible."

"I'm acting impossible? That's a good one."

"Don't let this stuff get to you, honey," Melinda laughed, just a little drunkenly.

Now Steve decided to turn his attentions toward Melinda, focusing on her nude form. The longer he looked at her lovely form the more excited he became.

"I think since you shaved your box, you look extra delicious," Steve told Melinda.

Turning to his wife he told her, "Laura, love, why don't you shave your mound? I would enjoy sucking it more if you would."

"I can do it for you, dear," Melinda said, "we could use your husband's razor."

"Look," Laura said, "I'm proud of my fur-trimmed triangle. Do you mind?"

"Not at all," her husband smiled, "just as long as I get to lick it."

"Count me in too honey," Melinda said with a wry smile.

Soon Steve was standing there stripped, too. Immediately, Melinda looked at his cock.

"Would you like me to blow it for you, baby?" Melinda said, moving over to him.

"I can answer for him," Laura said, "he would just love it. No doubt he has all the women at the office servicing him that he can get to."

"No doubt," Melinda said, as she glided over to him and knelt at his feet.

"Oh, I just love seeing you two perform," Laura said tightly. "Go ahead. Suck him."

"Don't worry, I will," Melinda said, opening her mouth and slipping it over the head of his penis.

"Oh, that's groovy," he told her quickly, "suck it, baby. Suck that."

She began sucking vigorously and the pleasure increased every moment.

"Keep it up, honey," he told her eagerly, "oh yes, baby. That's beautiful. Keep doing it."

Faster and faster the hot tongue traveled over the length of his aroused member. She reached down to cup his balls in her hand.

"Tug on the nuts, honey, not too hard. Like that. Oh yes."

He stood there with his legs apart looking his masculine best, as he watched his wife turning crimson with disgust.

"I guess I'll have to get out of here right now," she said.

However, that was enough to make Melinda move her mouth off of Steve's excited Organ.

"If you can hang in there, honey," she said, "you're next."

"Well, that sounds delicious."

The acid manner of Laura was getting to Steve.

"Don't be a bitch, darling," he said, "I know it comes easy for you to act like that, but try to act a little better. How about it, love?"

"Yes," she said, smiling.

Now, she was becoming more and more eager to have her way. And she could hardly wait for that magical moment.

"Suck that thing," he told her, "suck it, baby. Oh yes. Do it like that. Eat me. Eat it. Oh, you're going to love it. Eat that cock."

He thrust his member to her, and then let it slide slowly down her mouth. She became more and more excited every second. It was a fantastic time for her to get her action and she liked the fact that it was getting his wife jealous. That was part of her perverse pleasure. And now, as he slid his penis down her throat and grabbed her head, he panted, "Eat me, eat me, oh baby, eat me. That's it. Oh, keep it going, baby. Keep it going."

The pleasure was becoming more and more intense. And he loved it more every second.

"Oh baby," he panted excitedly, "this is beautiful. You can take a lesson from her. Watch, honey. Watch it."

His wife could hardly stand it. She wanted to tear the other woman's hair out. Now, she began to understand why her husband acted that way. True, a lot of his frustrations may have been some of the problems that were erupting the other day. Watching his wife have sex with a big hot stud was enough to get him uptight. For she was discovering much to her own dilemma that she was getting plenty uptight just watching Melinda's mouth sucking on his joint, as he was ready to shoot his penis off.

"Oh honey," he panted, throwing his head back and guiding her head over the head of his organ, "Suck it. Suck it. Oh baby, you don't know how good that feels to me. I love it. Oohhhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Do it like that."

It didn't take much longer now, and he was ready.

"Eat it," he panted, "eat it, baby. Eat that prick."

The hard organ suddenly exploded. And Melinda got a mouthful.

"Get the juice out of it," he begged her, "come on you oversexed little sweetheart, eat it. Eat that juicy cum."

Melinda was eager to provide Steve with everything she could in the way of pleasurable sex satisfaction. They had enjoyed one another over and over as they had awaited Laura's return home.

Now Laura was fuming as she observed Melinda draining every drop from Steve's penis.

And Steve was enjoying it all immensely. He didn't want his wife to ever take him for granted. He felt that by demonstrating to Laura before her very eyes just how delightful a catch he could be in the eyes of another woman that the lesson would remain with Laura, who was giving him, in his personal estimation, much too difficult a time lately.

Laura watched Melinda swallow the last few drops of juice from Steve's organ. Now her anger was melting to sorrow and desperation as tears of frustration surfaced in her eyes.

As Steve observed the mist in her eyes, a perplexed look blanketed his entire face. He wondered why his favorite girl was reacting in such a hurtful manner.

"What's getting into you?" he asked.

"Oh shut up, you beast," Laura shrieked. "You think you're a big man, a real big man, I'll bet."

"I just wanted to show you that I could also turn on other women if need be."

"Congratulations on succeeding magnificently."

"Now, honey, there's no need getting that way," he said soothingly. "Take off your clothes and join us. Melinda would just love to lick your mound."

"I certainly would," Melinda smiled.

"Look, I'm not so mad at you," Laura told Melinda. "It's this beast over here that I'm burned up at. But I don't dig lesbian sex in any way, shape or form. It's just not my style. I dig a man's stiff joint and I can go that route often. But as for women, I'm sorry, I really am."

"You shouldn't knock something you haven't even tried," Steve said with irritation.

"Keep out of this," Laura snapped. Now her entire body was shaking. "I'm just telling her in as polite a way as I know how that, no matter how much she might dig me, I just don't have sex with women. If that's too much for you to understand then I'm very sorry."

"Sorry she's so upset," Steve apologized to Melinda.

"Things like that happen, especially in marriage," Melinda smiled philosophically. "Besides, if your wife just doesn't happen to dig some of the bizarre forms of sex that I might like, I can still respect her wishes. I'll tell you one thing, though, Steve."

"What's that?"

"She's very dedicated to you."

"How can you say that when she's acting like such a pain in the ass?" Steve frowned.

"We women can easily detect things like this," Melinda laughed. "She wouldn't be this upset if she didn't think something of you."

Steve began pacing the floor nervously. Every time he looked toward Laura she frowned, then looked away.

It was Melinda who finally broke the tense silence.

"I'd better be going," she said.

"There's no need for you to go," Steve said.

"Yes there is. You two kids need to be alone. You really need to talk things out. Take it from a girl who knows."

"What makes you think you know about us and our marriage?" Steve gave forth with a frustrated laugh.

"I was married once and divorced. In looking things over from the advantage of hindsight I know why the marriage broke up. It was because my husband and I didn't allow ourselves the opportunity to sit down and talk things out."

"Maybe you're right," Steve shrugged.

"She's talking a lot of sense," Laura said, brushing a few tears back from her eyes. "One of the biggest problems I've had with you, Steve, is that you think you've got to do things strictly on your own. Well, I need a say in things."

"You ought to spend more time listening to her," Melinda said.

"I'm sorry I spoke crossly with you earlier," Laura said to Melinda. "You're really a very nice girl. And I hope you're not offended just because I don't want to have sex with you."

"Think nothing of it, darling," Melinda said softly. "Actually you're much better off not being a switch hitter like me. It's tough enough trying to keep up with all the idiosyncrasies of dealing with one sex in bed. It only makes it that much tougher to deal with two. I became very promiscuous after my marriage broke up. Too much for my own good, I now realize. After talking to you I've come to realize the dangers of my kind of wild living."

As Melinda walked over and began slipping into her panties and bra, Laura looked over at Steve.

Her eyes widened with a glow of sexual excitement as she fastened on her husband's ruggedly masculine nude form.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The longer that she looked at him, the more excited beautiful Laura became for sex with her husband.

The room was completely still, and Melinda was quickly putting on her skirt and blouse.

Laura found herself becoming quickly supercharged with excitement. She felt a compelling urge to remove her clothes, to become as naked and liberated as her husband was.

As Melinda was putting the finishing touches on dressing, Laura began to wiggle out of her dress, unbuttoning it swiftly with trembling fingers as she did.

The longer that the fingers went to work, the more conscientiously and hungrily beautiful blonde Melinda began peering at Laura searchingly, sorry that she was taking her clothes off at the very point at which she was putting her own on and getting ready to leave.

How Melinda wanted that girl! And how she bemoaned the fact that she was that oversexed, so oversexed that the very prospect of not getting action from a beautiful young girl was enough to make her feel distraught.

Now Laura was energetically removing the top of her dress, letting her bra show. Steve looked at her with added interest, his cock hardening noticeably.

"You look absolutely lovely, my dear," he whispered, overcome with surprise and astonishment over the manner in which his wife was resolutely removing her clothes.

Melinda said nothing, but the look of surprise on her face indicated that she too was surprised over the sudden turn of events, in which the formerly angry Laura had now turned into a sex kitten desirous to move into brisk action as soon as possible.

Now Melinda, fully dressed, moved toward the door.

"Goodbye now," she smiled, taking one last look at Laura, who was just starting to wiggle out of the bottom of her dress. "Nice meeting you, Laura, and thanks for everything, Steve."

"See you," Steve waved.

"Goodbye," Laura said.

As Melinda left, Laura turned her attentions all the more excitedly to the act of undressing. An unquenchable desire to have sex with her husband dominated her actions. Her breathing became markedly heavier as her fingers continued to go to work on the bottom of her dress as she moved her body out of it.

Now she was climbing out of the dress, giving Steve a look at her trim, ivory, lovely legs. The longer he looked the more torrid the urges within his body became.

"I need you, I need you now," she said.

"Honey, how things have changed. A few minutes ago I thought you were gonna pick up the first blunt instrument handy and break my head open."

"Let's forget about that. Let's think about now."

"Yes, and about each other."

"That's the only thing to think about right now."

He moved toward her swiftly, examining her exquisite form. He peered at her creamy breasts, so stirringly visible beneath her bra, then her legs, so trim and delectable.

His fingers began to itch with desire as he let the fingers of his right hand move searchingly inside her bra. They pursued her firm, creamy breasts with great interest.

"Nice, so nice," he sighed breathlessly.

"Undress me, my darling. And do it fast."

"My but you're horny."

"You're here, aren't you? Then shouldn't that be enough to get me horny?"

"Yes, it should," he laughed eagerly. "This is great. This is like the good old days."

"Yeah, before we were married."

"And right after."

"Oh yes. Remember that Las Vegas honeymoon?"

"Remember it?" he burst into loud laughter. "My poor old penis was tired for three weeks after that. Oh, you were wonderful, all the great action you gave me."

"But let's not talk about that, dear. As wonderful as it all was, and as unforgettable as it will remain, let's remember that the time is now and we need each other. In fact, we need each other very badly."

"I guess it shows in the way that our bodies are trembling."

"Not only that, but look how hard you are," she pointed down eagerly toward his mammoth organ.

"Yeah, it's way up there."

"I've never seen it look bigger or harder."

"Yes, that's welcome news indeed."

"Oh, baby, if you don't get my panties and bra off fast, darling, I'm gonna go out of my mind."

"Hang in there."

"I'm not going anywhere." His fingers worked swiftly as they moved behind her back, tugging at the back of her bra.

He tugged at the bra and she proceeded to purr like a kitten, her whole body vibrating noticeably to every touch that his skilled fingers put forward.

"Oh, keep those fingers going," she sighed exhilaratedly, "keep the fingers moving."

Soon he unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor.

Now his eyes were widening with enchanting excitement as they focused carefully on her firm, smooth, lovely alabaster breasts, which glistened radiantly in the combination of darkness and light which set off the room.

"Oh, what breasts," he said.

"Please lick them, my darling."

"It's so nice being back on a good footing with you."

"Put your tongue to work, my dear."

"I would love to."

His head sank eagerly between her breasts. At first his tongue moved up and down the shadowy valley which separated her gorgeous ivory knobs.

The longer that he kept up the sucking movements the faster that his tongue proceeded.

"Oh, keep it up, I like that," she swooned.

Now her entire body was rocking back and forth with every skillful tongue effort he put forward. He was getting set to switch his efforts to her hot breasts.

His first breast assault was a furious licking escapade conducted on her left knob, which wiggled and squirmed from the vigorous attention he provided with his tongue.

Back and forth the tongue flicked as he kept the spirited tempo going. The longer that he sucked the hotter she became. He switched over to her other breast, repeating the same torrid actions.

"Finish undressing me," she gasped, "I need it, I need you."

Steve knew precisely what those words meant. The message they were intended to convey was that she wanted some blistering tongue action between her legs. It got him excited just thinking about it. He wanted to move that tongue of his around in the soft moistness of her box.

He dropped down quickly to his knees, then jerked at her panties until he pulled them all the way down her creamy legs and off of her altogether. In the meantime the storm clouds of passion were increasingly rising within him.

"Here you are, honey," she said with a smile, dramatically spreading her legs for him as she lay back on the bed. "Put that tongue to work. I need that kind of action. Please do that for me."

"Just the invitation I was waiting for," he nodded, gulping as the temperatures rose dramatically within him and his penis hardened a little more.

He cupped his fingers eagerly around her smooth creamy thighs as he turned his tongue loose inside her mound.

"Lick it, baby, like only you can do," she exclaimed. "Keep that action going, I really need it."

Steve began by moving his tongue around slowly, making extra certain that he touched her clitoris for purposes of getting her more aroused than ever.

"Oh, you really know how to please me," she gasped, "keep that up, my dear, keep your tongue moving inside me. Move faster, step up the pace, oh, that's it. Perfect! Just keep that pace going. I just love it. Keep that tongue of yours moving inside me. Oh, you're tickling me, you really are. That's it, keep plenty of pressure going in my love button. That's what I really like."

Back and forth that tongue darted with great skill. The longer and faster that he applied it, the closer that she drew to the moment of climax.

"Just a few more strokes," she begged, "just keep that sucking going a little while longer. Keep the tongue moving. I like that, oh, do I ever like it."

The tongue kept on steadily grinding as Laura moved toward a devastating climax.

"Hang in there, suck me," she gasped.

With great determination the tongue kept on sweeping passionately inside her. And as it did he cupped his fingers around her beautifully constructed buttocks, feeling the firm white flesh while the sucking briskly continued.

"Oh, oh, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna shoot," she gasped. Now her legs were kicking eagerly and her entire body was twisting uncontrollably back and forth. "Suck it, suck my juices, sweetheart."

Now he was turning his passions loose relentlessly as his tongue twisted and turned eagerly inside her mound.

"Oh, I'm going, keep it up, drain me dry, go after the juices, go after them," she gasped.

Her warm juices spilled out of the end of her inflamed organ and inside his mouth.

Now everything was still. Laura closed her eyes. Her lips curled into a smile of passionate satisfaction.

"Now that was great," she said.

"Like the good old days?" he asked hopefully, running his fingers affectionately through her hair.

"Yes, dear. Exactly."

"Let's forget about all the arguing and all the nonsense that we've been through," Steve said. "Let's put all that behind us for good. Now it's just the two of us starting from scratch, just like we were meeting for the first time."

"That's fine with me."

"I was hoping it would be."

"You really did a great job on me."

"And now I'm hoping that you're ready to do a great job on me," he told her, looking down at his stiff, anxious penis, which was raring to go back to work.

"Just give me a little time for rest, a chance to catch my breath," she said softly.

"I won't give you much time," he laughed, continuing to run his fingers through her hair. "I'm too excited."

"It shows," she laughed.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Steve ran his fingers smoothly over Laura's breasts.

She received no more than a few brief minutes of rest. Now Steve was ready to continue activities.

"Please get down there and suck my cock," he gasped.

"Oh, you're really getting me excited with those fingers."

"I'm trying to get you excited."

"You're succeeding beautifully."

"Oh, suck me."

Now her head was dropping down between his legs. The fingers of her right hand worked their way with steady enthusiasm over his hard member.

Several brisk strokes later he was set to expend his passionate juices inside her.

"Oh, get down there and suck," he gasped. "Please lick it, darling, please give me that beautiful action."

"Hang in there, darling, because I'm gonna make this our most memorable action ever."

"Suck me, lick me, make me happy, get me excited."

"I'll do that."

Her fingers reached down and proceeded to tickle his scrotum. Then her tongue began to make brisk contact with his stiff joint.

"Nice, keep that up, keep it up," he nodded. "Keep that tongue moving around there. Keep it twisting, keep it turning, I want it, I really do."

With brilliant grace she effectively moved her tongue sweepingly over his penis. The more sharply that it probed, the faster that his heart beat.

"Oh, drive it, drive that tongue," he encouraged. "Don't let up now, sweetheart. I need it, I really need that action, I'm burning up inside from it."

Steve ran his fingers diligently through her hair while Laura's head continued to bob up and down speedily as her tongue applied itself diligently over his cock.

"Do it, oh do it," he gasped, enjoying every pumping stroke that she put forward with her tongue.

The driving crescendo continued as she pushed him ever closer to the precipice of orgasm. His scrotum was inflating, ready to spill and pour its liquids inside her.

While her tongue continued to manipulate with blazing skill over his inflated organ, she let her fingers go to work on his balls. Now his body was twisting and turning with greater eagerness than ever as he enjoyed every piercing stab.

"Keep that action going, keep it up until I shoot," he gasped. "I'm there, oh, yes, I'm going, I'm cuuuummmmiiiiinnnnnggggggg, eat me, eat me.

Her fingers continued to twist around his testicles as the warm white liquid commenced to spill out of the end of his aroused organ and into her waiting mouth.

It gave Steve a great deal of satisfaction to watch the hot white gobs of sperm spilling ever so profusely inside her waiting mouth. He was happy to observe that she seemed every bit as eager to receive his joyous bolts of juice as he was to render them.

"I think that's the best I ever got from you," he told her with a broad smile. "It was just great."

"I was more than happy to do it."

"Oh, honey."

He plunged his lips eagerly against hers. Now she was entwined in his arms.

CHAPTER NINE

Three days after their wonderful lovemaking session, Laura's husband, Steve, was called back to New York on business.

"That would have to happen just when we were really getting to enjoy each other again," Laura told him sadly.

"You don't need to worry about a thing," his tender smile did its best to reassure her. "I'm only going to be gone for two days. Then I'll be flying right back into your arms."

"You'd just better," she tucked him playfully on the chin.

Even though Laura remained in good spirits right up until the time that she dropped Steve off at the airport and saw him off, by the time she arrived back home she began feeling lonely and depressed.

It didn't make any sense to her how she could get that depressed so fast, particularly considering how many enjoyable moments she had shared with her husband during the last few days.

But what made even less sense to her was that she found herself suddenly thinking sex thoughts. If she couldn't have her husband for the next two days, she thought, then perhaps she could have somebody else.

Impulse took her to the telephone, which she picked up and dialed. She was calling Steve's office.

"Craig speaking," the smooth, masculine voice came over the other end of the line.

"Hello, Craig."

"Who's this?" he asked.

"Don't you recognize my voice?"

"It sounds like Laura, but I can't believe that it is."

"That's exactly who it is."

"I just can't believe it."

"Why's that?"

"Because you and Steve straightened everything out, or at least so I thought. He had a long talk with me about it just the other day, and I said I was sorry I ever got mixed up in your lives. He's a friend of mine and I never had any intention of doing any harm to him."

"But I'm here alone and I'd like to have somebody to keep me company. What time do you get off work?"

"No, it just won't work," he said emphatically. "Just because Steve's in New York doesn't mean that anything is changed. I told him I was glad you two had patched things up after that fight and I told him I'd never get involved with you again. I gave him my word and that's it."

"What's the harm in fudging a little?" she laughed nervously. "Just while he's gone."

"No, I intend to keep my word. Goodbye now."

With that he hung up the phone.

Laura was so startled at getting turned down by him that she burst into tears. Then her troubled soul reacted more noticeably than ever as she spent the next two hours getting drunk.

Late that afternoon an idea dawned on her. She had tried Craig and had failed. Now she wondered what it would be like to call up Melinda and invite her over for a good time.

The two days that Steve was gone turned out to be a hotbed of confusion for Laura. She was drunk during most of that interval, and when her husband, Steve, came home, she was in a bad way.

He arrived in the middle of the afternoon. To avoid disturbing her in any way he hopped a cab home from the airport, bursting in on her as she was sobbing over a shot of Scotch.

"What's the matter, dear?" he asked with concern, observing Henry, the German shepherd, sleeping beneath her.

"I've acted terribly, dear, and I don't even know why. One thing after another kept happening. I got lonely and drunk, then I... I got to where I just couldn't help myself sexually."

"What happened?" his eyes dropped sadly.

"Oh, I'm so ashamed I hate even to talk about it."

"After what we've been through in the last few weeks I can stand up under anything. Get it all off your chest."

"But everything was going so beautifully with us," she sobbed. "I can't believe it, I really can't believe it."

"Just what did happen?"

"At first I called up Craig and invited him over."

"Did he come?"

"No. He turned me down. He told me he promised you he'd never get involved with me again."

"Was that all?"

"Oh no, there was so much more. Then I called Melinda and she came over."

"You had sex with her?"

"Loads of it. But that's not all."

"What else happened?" he looked at her with great concern.

"I had sex with Henry."

"You did it with a dog?" he exploded more out of shock than anger.

"I don't know what got into me," she sobbed. "I must be sick, very sick. There just can't be any other answer."

"I just can't believe you'd do such a thing. I can believe that you'd call Craig. Okay, I can even buy you, in a wild moment, calling Melinda and having sex with her, even though it's something that doesn't make me happy after all we went through."

"And I had to talk her into it," Laura admitted.

"I can even believe that," he sighed. "But the one thing I just can't believe is that you'd make it with Henry. That makes me so sick that I could just throw up."

"How do you think it makes me feel?" the tears began rolling down her cheeks more, swiftly than ever.

"Can't I satisfy you?" he asked sadly.

"It isn't that, it really isn't. I enjoyed the last few days, I really did, before you left. It's just that I have a way of getting carried away."

"You certainly do, and I don't like it."

"I'm sick, I'm sick," she cried bitterly.

"It doesn't do any good to talk like that," he said soothingly. "There's no need to curse the darkness. We've just got to search for some answers."

"Like what?" she looked at him with puzzlement.

"You should go to a doctor and tell him about these problems," her husband suggested.

"What kind of a doctor?" she asked. "Certainly not a head shrinker. I don't think I'm going crazy."

"Oh, you're not going crazy," he assured, "but I think you may have a very bad case of nymphomania."

The suggestion came to her like a bolt out of the blue. Yet, she thought, it might be good. And one day when Steve had gone to work she made up her mind that was what she would do. And so she called a leading sexologist, Dr. Jerome arson. She noted that he had psychologist next his name in the telephone directory, and phoned him.

"Dr. Carson?" she began, "I would like to have an appointment with you."

"What about?" he asked curiously.

"My sex life," she said, "I notice that you have a listing as a sexologist."

"That's right," he said, "now what time would you like to come?"

"That's a funny one," she laughed, "what time would you like to make it?"

"I don't find that funny," he said, "playing on the word 'come' is not exactly my idea of good humor."

"I've got a dirty mind," she laughed.

"Maybe, I can help clean it up," he said.

"Are you Mr. Clean?"

"No, I'm not," he said firmly, "I'm Doctor Carson, Sexologist. And I respect my practice, as I wish you would.

"Now look, if you want to come over here, I'm perfectly willing to help you, but I'm not going to put up with a lot of crap."

"Crap?" she said nervously, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, yes you do," he said, "I'm on to you."

"Look, Doctor," she said nervously, "I don't appreciate your attitude."

"Well, maybe I don't appreciate yours," he said abruptly.

"I don't know whether I should come to you or not," she said.

"Well, I don't either," he said, "you probably are a wild woman who is making it with dogs."

"How did you guess?" she asked over the phone.

"Well, I can always tell," he said, "these people who are doing it with dogs are rather belligerent. Also, they fear themselves. Therefore, they try to do things that make it impossible to follow through with getting help. That's what you're trying to do now. You're trying to sabotage your own effort at help."

"Hmmm," she said, "that's very strange."

"Yes it is," he agreed, "if you want help I'm willing to help you."

"I need help, desperately," she said. "Please help me."

"Well, if you try to have the right attitude," he said, "I will. But, I don't want any of your anger, and I don't care for quarreling. Apparently you are alienated. And you are having problems. And I want to help you out of your predicament. But I can't do it if you're going to get disgusting with me. Now, I can help you if you will tell me the truth and all about your sex life. Apparently, you have a lot to tell."

"Yes," she said, "I am very nervous. And I do feel guilty. And if you must know the truth of it, I have had something to do with my dog."

"Beautiful," he said, "just as I thought."

"Why did you say beautiful?" she asked.

"I'll tell you why," he said, "I said it because it proved my point. That there was not a flaw in my reasoning. That when I hear a certain way of acting on the phone, I can tell what the woman has been up to."

"You sure take a lot for granted."

"But you see I was right. I was proven right by your own words."

"Yes, damn it, you were."

"Now don't look at it that way," he said.

Now she was ready to go through with it. And she set up the appointment for the following Wednesday at four o'clock. At four o'clock promptly she was there to see Carson. And Dr. Carson was eager to see her.

"Come in," he said, "please don't call me doctor. Please call me Jerome."

"Yes, Jerome," she smiled, "I'm Laura."

"Laura the dog fucker," Jerome chuckled.

"Is that any way to talk to me?" she said abruptly.

"Well, it's better to laugh than to weep over it, isn't it?" he said, with another chuckle. "If I took seriously all of the things that I hear about people and their sex lives, I would have been preserved years ago."

He let out a wild laugh that made her think he had gone berserk years ago.

"I don't know whether I care to reveal everything to you or not," she said.

"Well, I have my own system," he said. "I believe in relaxing and taking it casually. Now if you will just pull up the curtain as slowly as you want to," he explained.

He brought out some liquor and told her quietly, "You can smoke, drink, put your feet up on my desk or anything you want to, dear."

"You're a very unusual doctor," she said, "where did you get your degree?"

"In the college of hard knocks."

"Well, I don't think that's funny," she said nervously, "I've come to you for serious help. And all I get are a lot of canned jokes."

"I resent that," he said abruptly, "I think I'm very funny."

"You're absurd," she said, "I don't find you funny at all. You're ridiculous."

"Look," he told her disgustedly, "I don't take this crap lying down. Now, baby, if you want to talk to me seriously, I'm willing to listen. But the way that you're talking now is foolishness."

"It is not," she said angrily, "I'm trying to help you and you aren't willing to listen."

She realized suddenly that he wasn't going to pay much attention to her. And so she decided that she would play it his way.

"All right, Jerome," she said, "I'll tell you about myself. I have a marvelous husband. He's loyal as hell. He tells what a good fuck I am, and brings other guys home from the office to ball with me. And then he has his girlfriend. A marvelous creature named Melinda. She has honey golden hair that falls down to here. And she has a shaved box. You know about women with shaved boxes, don't you?"

"I certainly do," Jerome said, "my third wife had a shaved box. I never will forget it. A beautiful thing. A redhead."

"How nice for you, Jerome," she smiled, "well let me tell you the rest. While I thought a lot of my husband's boyfriends and girlfriends he brought home to ball me, I thought even more of Henry."

"And this Henry," Jerome smiled, "was" your lover. The man you picked for yourself, my dear. Am I reading you right?"

"You are, love," she smiled. "Henry meant everything to me. But of course my husband didn't appreciate that fact. Henry, being my beautiful German shepherd dog."

"Pity you didn't bring him along," Jerome chuckled. "If there's anything that gives me a hard-on quick, it's watching a dog make it with a dame."

"Well," she said, "that is really something. I come to you to get help and you ask for an exhibition."

"Well, can I help if I'm impotent?" he smiled.

"You aren't really, are you?" she said bluntly.

"I certainly am," he said, "and I'm not ashamed of it. I've been trying to get to the root of my impotency. That is why I became a sexologist."

"Have you succeeded?" she asked curiously.

For a moment Jerome didn't answer. Then, with great pride he unzipped his pants. He pulled out his penis and displayed it.

"What do you think of this, honey?" he smiled.

"It looks a little withered to me," she said, "am I right?"

"It's more than a little withered, honey," he told her, "it is just no damned good. A little sucking might help. I've tried to get different women to do it. But they never seem to achieve it the way I want it."

"Well, that's too bad," she said quietly, "would you like your ass cheeks sucked?"

"Of course," his eyes lit up, "you do that too?"

"Yes," she said proudly.

"Have you sucked the dog's ass?" he asked.

"I wouldn't do such a thing," she said.

"Have you sucked the dog's penis?" the doctor asked in a low voice, his organ still hanging out and not getting hard.

"Yes," she said, "Henry has a beautiful cock. And I've enjoyed it so much. There's really nothing wrong with doing it. As a matter of fact, Henry gives me a big load."

"How nice for you," Jerome laughed, "and for your dog. Now, baby, if you would like to get on your knees and try blowing me, maybe you could get me up. It would be nice if you could."

"Yes, it would," she said.

Even though it seemed wrong for the doctor to be asking her to do such a thing, she thought she would try to help him out. With a withered mainstem like that, she knew Jerome couldn't be having much fun out of life. And true, she had quite a bit of pride in her ability to give blow jobs. After all, her husband had said she was an oral artist. Dropping to her knees before him, she took the limp member into her hand.

"It isn't big, is it?" she said quietly.

"Don't make any negative statements," Jerome reminded her. "We want the thing to come up, we don't want to knock it, do we?"

"Oh, of course not," she agreed.

And so she pulled the cock to her mouth and sucked. As the doctor thrust forward, she managed to make it come up a little.

"Well, you're doing it pretty good," he said, "beautiful. It's a lot easier than making you go home and get your dog and coming back here."

She nodded, then with her mouth she plugged his meat. Now it was getting harder.

"Oh, that's nice," he told her, "you know how to do it real nice. Oh yea, that's nice. Suck me."

Laura's mouth traveled back and forth on Jerome's cock. She was eager to give him the type of suck that he needed. But apparently he expected quite a bit.

"Eat me," he begged her eagerly, "Oh yes. I love that. Eat my rod. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Keep it going. That's what I want. Faster, baby, faster. Oohhh, aahhh, yes, yes. Keep it going.

That's what I need. Suck me. Suck my penis."

He drove forward with hard sensual thrusts, and now he was reduced to a man who was going out of his mind with delight. He rammed hard and told her, "Keep sucking, baby, suck it faster, suck, suck! That's it, keep if up and it'll be there."

Now, she was becoming more and more stimulated. Every moment, she was getting more and more excited.

"Keep it up," he begged, "oh yes. That's beautiful. Suck it Suck it, baby, suck it. You're gonna get results. You see I'm getting harder."

True enough, he was building up heat. And now he was grabbing her head and guiding it down her throat.

"Ooohhh," he panted, "that's wild. Oh yes."

She was keeping up a steady rhythm and enjoying it. Her tongue had gone ablaze, searching every inch of it. And he was really excited.

"You've got the hottest mouth in town, sweetheart," he murmured in tribute.

Now, she wanted it more.

"I'm going to flood your mouth with it, baby," he told her, "you're gonna love it. Oh yes."

His body was thrusting forward now, and he was hotter and hotter.

"Here it goes," he warned with a gasp.

As he shoved it down her, and he juiced, she really got turned on. She sucked every drop of it out of him, and then she got up.

"Oohhh," he said quickly, "I should pay you. My problem is solved."

"Forget it," she said, "I don't want to get paid. I came here to consult with you about my problems. And I'm sure that from all the different things that people have told you, you will be able to come up with an answer."

"I will do my best," he said. "You know that."

She lay down on his couch and began chatting about her sexual life.

"Well," she said, "when I first got married, I loved Steve so much. I would do everything for him."

"By everything," he asked, "what do you mean?"

"Well, everything. I mean eat his cock out, lick his juices. All of that."

"Well, you sound like a good wife to me," Jerome continued, "now go on."

"Well, it all began when he wanted me to have sex with a dog. I didn't want to do it. But my beautiful dog, Henry, wanted me. A lovely creature."

"So you fell in love with Henry? Well what happened? Did you consummate this love that you had for the dog?"

"Oh yes," she admitted, "I did. Henry and I meant so much to each other."

"Well, that sounds just beautiful," he smiled, "I'm happy for Henry and you."

"Yes," she admitted, "it was a lovely relationship."

There was no doubt in his mind, that she had a strange and bizarre appetite. And even more so when she continued.

"Well, he brought home a marvelous man. He really knew how to ball. And I could compare my husband with him. And the energy that this man exhibited as opposed to my husband, made me realize my husband didn't have everything."

"No man does," he smiled, "not even the doctor."

"Oh," she laughed, "how you men love to think of yourselves. Sort of invincible."

"Go ahead," he said smugly.

"Well, my husband brought home a gorgeous girl named Melinda. Melinda wanted to fuck me. I was tired of doing everything with everyone, and I suggested that he forget it. He did. But then a few days later I called Melinda. We went upstairs, and soon we were really fucking. I mean fucking."

"Tell me about it," he asked.

"Well, Melinda used a dildo on me. It felt good. I'll admit it. But I was a little disgusted by it all. It really isn't my way of doing things."

"Well no, of course not," he said.

"Anyway Melinda wanted to use this big old thing she called a dildo on me. And I let her do it. Then, I used the dildo. I did it both ways."

"Well, you have quite a sexual appetite," Jerome smiled, "it's quite amazing. First, you liked the man that your husband brought home, then you dug the dog and now you like women. It's amazing. Maybe, you should be a hustler."

"Is that a nice thing to say?" she asked Jerome.

"I'm serious," he said, "if you enjoy sex that much, my dear, you should share it."

"That's disgusting," she said, "you're a despicable man to say such a thing. Really disgusting."

"Oh, knock it off," he complained, "there's nothing disgusting about it all. Everybody's human. And, baby, you are too. If you could only realize it. You have admitted to me that you've done it with men, dogs and women. Now, I ask you, could you ever be satisfied confined to one man in matrimony?"

"When you put it that way, doctor," she said, no.

"May I remind you," he smiled, "you don't need to call me doctor. Our relationship is such that you can call me Jerome."

"Thank you too much, Jerome," she said acidly. "Now what would you suggest?"

"I would suggest fucking you," he laughed.

"What are you talking about?" she asked curiously.

"My dear," he said, "for a woman like you, I know that you need more than any one man could offer. And possibly the only thing that could take care of your special sexual needs quite adequately, would be some variety. That is what I propose to supply."

"I'm sure," she agreed.

As she thought about it, strange and sudden feelings surged through her mind and body. Yet, she didn't want to do anything that would be too far out.

"I have a bedroom in the next room," he said, "I can demonstrate."

They went into the next room, and then Jerome came in too.

"It is important that you take all your clothes off while I'm demonstrating this," he told her frankly. "That's the only way you can appreciate what I'm talking about."

Now her mind was a sudden blur, just as it had been when Steve had left for New York.

She closed her eyes and soon felt the insistent throbbing of Jerome's penis thrusting energetically inside her mound.

"Oh, very nice," he exclaimed, "it's very good, I love this action. I really do."

His fingers pinched her nipples while his throbbing member drove enthusiastically into her vagina, probing it deeply, driving with relentless fury.

He kept up those throbbing stabs until the spray of semen bolted out of the end of his organ and inside her.

By that time she was shuddering with shame. She had gone to a doctor to receive legitimate help and had instead become exposed to a madman imposter who was no more a doctor than Jack the Ripper and Marquis de Sade had been.

"You're perfectly cured, my dear," he smiled when it was all over. "But feel free to come again. I charge during office hours, but you're something special so I could make other arrangements for you."

""thank you," she said, deciding that it was better to humor this deranged man than to argue with him.

Jerome looked at her. The longer his eyes came into contact with hers the more sensual his leer became. It seemed that no matter where she turned, there was trouble and frustration. She had gone to Jerome for help and had instead been seduced.

She was beginning to wonder whether there was any place that she could turn to obtain help.

In her mind's eye, she wag learning something. She was learning all too soon that there was no other way than being prepared for the unexpected. She put on her clothes and left the doctor's office. And on her way home she wondered if she should have paid him anything. Actually he had taught her quite a few novelties that she hadn't known before, even if he was mad. Then she saw a movie advertised and wondered if she shouldn't step in and see it. However, she didn't know if she cared to. It was called "Three Women and One Man."

She thought about that. What would it be like if one man had three women? She tried to imagine her husband, Steve, and herself, and no doubt Melinda, with perhaps another woman. Then, she imagined exactly what it would be like. She figured out that she could be sucking Steve's buttocks while Melinda could be sucking his cock. And then she could see the third woman pushing her pussy in his face. And she thought she would suggest it to him. Actually, she wanted to get into it as she knew that there were different things that she could do now. She thought it would be fun to have the women doing things with her too. She imagined what it would be like to make love to two women. And then she could also be eating Steven's prick. That would be a delicate treat, she thought to herself. As she came in the door, she noticed that Steve was in a glum mood. He was drinking again.

"Hi, honey," she bubbled, as she walked over to him.

"Where have you been?" he slurred.

"What are you doing," she said, "trying to drain all the bottles in the bar?"

"Where have you been? Answer me that."

"None of your business," she said, "really, Steve. I come home to fix you a good dinner and look what you're doing."

"You fucker," he said angrily, "you've been out carrying on. I know you."

"Yes," she said, "I had to find out some new ways of pleasing you. So I went to see Doctor Jerome Carson. He's a sexologist."

"Sexologist my ass," he said tightly, "I'll bet you've been out fucking with Melinda."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, I'll tell you what," he said, "Melinda has fallen for you, baby. She broke up with her lover. She was living with Betty. But after she had sex with you and got turned on with you, sweetheart, she and Betty had a big fight."

"Oh, that's too bad," she said, "I was planning on inviting them both over."

"What do you mean, love?" he said, "you mean you prefer a woman to me?"

"Why, honey," she said, "you know that would never be true. I just thought of it as a novelty. I was thinking how marvelous it would be if we had three women and one man. Then I could kiss your buttocks and Melinda could suck your cock, and Betty could push her pussy in your face. Doesn't it sound delicious?"

He looked at her through bleary eyes and said, "Well, yea, it does. How about that?"

"Well, right on," she laughed. "I think it would be wonderful. There's nothing wrong with fucking like that. You know, honey, I do love you."

"Yes, I guess you do," he said. "You've either sucked or licked every part of my body. Do you find me appealing?"

"You bet I do," she said, tapping him playfully.

"You know," he said, "I think it all began when you proved what a real great woman you were, when you fucked the dog. The neighbor's dog has been barking a lot. How about going over there and giving that stud some fucks?"

"Oh, we wouldn't do that," she said, "we could get in trouble."

"Go ahead, honey, try it."

"Well, I just couldn't do it," she said.

"Yes you could, seduce him with some food. Take a weeny over. Dangle it over the dog's nose and bring him over here and fuck him."

She went next door, and she saw the dog. She carried a hot dog and showed it to him. The dog sniffed and she opened the gate. She was leading him away, when suddenly the owner of the dog charged out of the house.

"What are you doing?" he demanded.

"Oh hi," she said, taken aback. "I was just going to feed him."

"He is my dog," the neighbor reminded her, "and I would appreciate it if you would leave him at my house. I don't understand what's going on."

Suddenly, he did. The door opened and her husband called out, "Are you going to bring that fucking dog home?"

That startled the neighbor.

"What did he say?" he demanded.

"I didn't hear him," she said.

"Oh yes you did," he said with a sly smile. "He said fucking dog. You mean to tell me you're going to try to ball my dog? Well, some woman you are."

"He was only kidding," she said, "people use words in many ways. And, apparently he wanted you to take it that way. Do you want me to have something to do with your dog?"

"Well, now that you mention it," the neighbor laughed, "it would be interesting. I never thought of it except that at a dirty movie I saw it one time. But, if you want to give the dog some kicks, that's your pleasure."

"Well, I will admit I don't mind doing things with dogs. They're so affectionate. Now look at this beauty."

She handed the dog the hot dog. Eagerly the dog gulped the meat down and then she glanced down at the dog's cock.

"You're hung up on dogs, aren't you?" he said.

"A little," she smiled.

"Well, come in. Why don't you do it at my place?"

"I suppose I could," she said. "Yah, my wife is gone. Come over here and do it. I'd love to have you try that."

She went into the house, and he guided her and the dog into the bedroom.

"Now do you take off your clothes?" he asked curiously.

"Well, it helps," she said, "you can't very well do it without taking off the panties."

"That's true," he agreed, "slip them off, honey."

She slid them down, and the dog looked at her strangely. Now, he was convinced that he had to do something. He left the room telling her he would be back in a moment. And then he called a doctor.

"Doctor," he said nervously, "I got the neighbor lady over here. You better get an ambulance. She needs some psychiatric care. She's trying to seduce my dog."

"What?" the doctor asked in alarm. "Another one of those?"

"Yes," he said, "I guess it's getting a craze or something. I've been hearing a lot about these women who are doing it with dogs. Well, I've got one in my bedroom. If you don't believe it, come over and see it."

"Well," the doctor said, "we'll take care of her. It's a shame she had to do it with a dog. It'll upset him and confuse the poor creature. He won't know what to do when he has to go back to doing it with dogs."

"Don't worry about it," the man said, "just send an ambulance or something. This is sick, sick, sick."

"It is that," the doctor agreed. "I'll send somebody over right away, and the humane society ought to file charges against her."

"Right on," he said, "I'll call them next."

Moments later, the sirens were shrieking and when they came in and saw her standing there drooling nakedly, they agreed she needed to be taken away.

"How disgusting," the neighbor shook his head. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself. You sure are trying to turn my dog into a warped creature."

As she was hauled away, she thought to herself that she had done no wrong. However, the strong armed men took her and she got help. Later, her husband was called in. He felt guilty as hell for ever having approved of her doing such things. Now, she was receiving an opportunity for rehabilitation. Painful as the process was, she realized that she could never involve herself sexually as she had been doing. It was either straighten up or straightjacket. There was no other way. And through a long series of hypno and psycho therapy sessions, she was able to achieve some measure of adjustment to reality and life. After that, she was happy to see dogs only at a distance.

THE END
Laura's Sex Needs ....(74k)    by Herbert Richards




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