As Danny Roberts plodded along the grass of the spacious park, the beads of sweat began to roll down his face.
It made him feel good to jog through the park in the darkness of evening. Sometimes he would run in the morning, while on other occasions he preferred jogging by starlight. It generally depended upon his schedule at the health club where he worked as an instructor.
Danny Roberts was clad in a light brown jogging suit. That particular evening the park was almost deserted. Most of the joggers had made their rounds earlier. Sometimes he preferred it this way, being out there all by himself, just Danny, the moon and the stars.
After jogging for better than two miles, he worked up a considerable sweat and his whole body began to come alive. He loved the vigorous feeling of being outdoors in the fresh air while his body achieved beneficial circulation. After running one more mile, completing a total of three for the evening, he then trod to the edge of the park. As he reached the exit gate he began to walk briskly, deciding that he would walk the almost two blocks to the adults-only apartment that he shared with his lovely wife Margie.
He arrived at the apartment building, pushing the elevator button, then stepping inside. A few moments later he was opening the door of his third-floor apartment.
As he entered the living room, Danny Roberts got a good look at his lovely, red-haired wife, who was brushing her hair as she sat watching a situation comedy on television.
The moment that he cast his eyes in Margie's direction, Danny's thoughts completely changed from conditioning his body to sensual urges. He felt his cock instantly harden inside of his jogging pants. His stomach tensed as he got a look at Margie lying there stretched out on the sofa, wearing a pair of white Bermuda shorts and matching blouse, and he liked the fact that her long, exquisitely tapered legs were bronzed from contact with the sunshine.
Since it had been relatively warm during the whole week, Margie, a sun lover by nature, had spent a good deal of time lolling by the swimming pool, occasionally taking a dip as well. Through her vigorous schedule as a member of Sunnyside Health Club, which she was able to join at a discount because of her husband's employment there, the occasional afternoon tennis games that she engaged in with some of her female friends from the apartment complex, and predicated on her occasional swimming forays, the beautiful redhead was able to keep her figure at a state of near exquisite precision.
"Hello, honey," Margie called out to him casually, her eyes never leaving the television set.
"Hi, there," he said, his voice a little husky as his cock kept on hardening.
"How was the run?"
"Just fine," he nodded, moving closer to the sofa. "Sorry you didn't feel like joining me."
"Maybe I will tomorrow," she told him. "If I hadn't played three pretty fast sets of tennis this afternoon I probably would have gone jogging with you tonight, but you know how that is. You play three sets of tennis in the warm afternoon sun and by evening you don't feel like going out and jogging."
"I understand."
For the first time since he had entered the apartment, Danny Roberts let his eyes focus on the television set. On the screen he observed the voluptuous figure of blonde Suzanne Somers. She was clad in a light blue bikini which revealed her sensual form to good advantage. His eyes shot from the television actress back to his own wife's gorgeous form as she lay stretched out on the sofa. After having seen not one but two exceedingly attractive women, he got even more excited.
The one thing he knew he had to do before anything else was to take a quick shower. The perspiration continued to drip down his face and several droplets splashed on the rug.
"I'll see you in a minute, dear," he told Margie. "I've got to take a shower."
"All right, sweetheart."
As Danny Roberts walked away, Suzanne Somers cracked a hilarious line, which prompted Margie Roberts to burst into loud laughter.
Her hungry husband turned around and took another look at his beautiful wife. As she laughed uninhibitedly, he watched the way that her sensuous hips spontaneously twitched. His eyes were then directed toward her perfectly rounded ass cheeks, which fit so exquisitely into her white Bermuda shorts.
Danny Roberts walked briskly into the bathroom. He shut the door behind him, then quickly removed his jogging outfit. He stepped into the tub, at first running the water in lukewarm fashion, then, after his pores had been opened up, turning it to cold.
As he stood beneath the shower, he looked down at his hard, restless cock. He hoped that his wife would soon be willing to stop watching television. For one thing, he desperately needed some physical release.
Since Danny was spending most of his life in the realm of the physical, and was developing his physique to a substantial degree, he was inclined to think more erotically than he might otherwise be disposed toward. For one thing, he noticed quite a difference after taking the position of instructor at Sunnyside Health Club. His previous job had been as a sales representative for a vitamin company. Since he had spent a good deal of time in the office and not as much in a physical setting, such as was the case in a health club, he didn't feel quite as vigorous as he did now. His body had never been in better shape, and he couldn't seem to get enough in the way of stimulating physical activity. So his conclusion was that you didn't fight something like this, you went along with it, and he was more than happy to indulge in pleasures of the senses.
He thought once more about how gorgeous his beautiful wife looked as she lay stretched out on the sofa watching television. His fingers instinctively reached down and grabbed hold of the nub end of his stiff penis. He touched the rubbery foreskin, rubbing slightly as he then proceeded to grind his fingers up and down the turgid base of his electricity-filled pecker. He knew just how badly he needed some sex, and he was hoping that his beautiful wife would satisfy his impulses.
The longer the cold water splashed against his body, the more electricity he felt and the harder his penis became. He could see the silhouetted naked image of beautiful Margie dancing before his eyes. How he wanted to show her in no uncertain terms just how much she meant to him.
Eventually he decided that his body had attained all the satisfaction it was going to standing beneath the shower spray. In addition to that, all the perspiration had been cleansed from his body. He felt extra good as he turned off the water, then slid out of the shower stall, securing a black towel from the nearby rack and proceeding to wipe his body dry.
After placing the towel back on the rack, he stepped out of the room, totally naked, his cock as hard as a rock.
As he arrived in the living room, Three's Company, the television show that Margie had been watching, just went off the air. His beautiful wife got up from the sofa to switch the set to another channel, but before she could do so he stopped her.
"Baby, why don't you shut it off," he said huskily. "I could sure use some exercise right now."
He said the word "exercise" with a certain little inflection that prompted her to know immediately what he was thinking about. Margie turned her head, observing her handsome, well-built husband standing a few feet away totally naked, his legs spread and his sturdy, elongated cock thrusting forward with great pride and dignity.
"Oh, there was a movie I was gonna watch," Margie said, a little startled over the fact that he was standing before her with a pleading expression on his face, totally naked.
"Forget it," he shook his head. "What I'm gonna give you is a whole lot better than any movie you'd ever see."
"It seems I married a pretty nasty guy," she smiled wryly, shutting off the television set.
"Yes, and I'm gonna take great pleasure in showing you just how nasty. Come on, darling, and follow me."
Margie walked toward her husband. He took several steps in her direction, quickly closing the distance between them. Danny Roberts reached out with both hands and ground his fingers inside of his beautiful wife's blouse. They made a quick grab for her firm, ripe breasts. He squeezed the firm knobs of flesh several times, then allowed his fingers to come into aggressive contact with her pink nipples. The faster his fingers clutched and twisted against her nipples, the more rapidly they hardened.
"What a pair of tits," Danny Roberts gasped.
The excited husband shoved his tongue forward, allowing it to surge spiritedly inside of her mouth. It snaked with dramatic desire, twisting and sliding as his tongue meshed spontaneously and excitedly against hers. Their searing tongues rubbed against each other for what seemed like an eternity to Danny, following which he then released his tongue from her mouth.
Danny threw his bulky right arm around his beautiful wife's shoulder. They walked together into the bedroom.
Quickly Danny closed the bedroom door behind them, then made a grab for his wife, throwing his arms around her and locking them tightly.
In a matter of seconds he had transported both of them downward onto the bed, where they landed with a lurid plop. Danny's fingers moved swiftly and decisively as he reached out and swiftly undid the buttons of her blouse. As he pulled off her blouse and tossed it casually aside, Danny heaved a deep gasp. He looked down at her firm, ripe, conical breasts. He loved the alabaster beauty of them, particularly as they contrasted to the dazzling coppery tone of the rest of her torso.
"I guess you haven't been sunning topless style," he winked.
"Would you want your wife to be arrested?"
"What policeman would arrest you?" he kidded her grinningly. "Heck, they're as normal as I am. They'd like to focus on beauty."
"But they're also obligated to uphold the law."
"You're always getting technical," he grinned. "I'm just kidding anyway. Actually I like the fact that you're two-toned in texture. I like the brown for your stomach and the white for your breasts. You really do look stunning."
Danny's fingers squeezed and clutched tightly against the pebble-like hardness of her nipples. He twisted with his fingers for several moments, then ground his tongue against them, alternating sharply between her left nipple and her right.
Eventually he released his tongue from his beautiful wife's nipples, reaching down and making a grab for her Bermuda shorts. He tugged several times, watching appreciatively as he observed her hips and ass cheeks twisting in a dazzling demonstration of spontaneous action.
It was just as he had anticipated, he happily thought as he kept on tugging downward at her Bermuda shorts. Margie was wearing no panties beneath her shorts, and as he kept on lowering them, he got a better look at her scintillating vagina, which was covered by a plentiful supply of rust-colored pubic hairs.
His eyes remained focused for several long seconds on her enticing pussy as he listened to the scraping sounds of the shorts grinding against her legs. Eventually he pulled her shorts off of her, heaving a sigh of accelerated desire as he observed his beautiful wife lying there on her back in the middle of the bed, totally nude.
CHAPTER TWO
An enthralled Danny Roberts reached out and made a quick grab for his beautiful wife's silky smooth ass cheeks.
He loved the glowing white texture of her buttocks as his fingers pushed sharply against her protruding ass cheeks. Her body flipped in an upward fashion, spontaneously reacting to the clutching finger sensations that he sent forth against the rigidity of her glowing, twisting buttocks.
"What an ass you've got," he licked his lips with excitement. "What a gorgeous behind. Damned, do I ever love touching your hot ass. It's beautiful, absolutely gorgeous."
His probing fingers kept on twisting against the soft, yet firmly sensuous flesh. He could hear purring sounds coming from his beautiful wife's lips as she reacted to the attention she received from her horny husband.
Danny's fingers began to move downward swiftly, reaching out and grabbing hold of her coppery thighs. He extended her legs slowly, then stared down at her enticing pink pussy and the thicket of rust-colored pubic hair that surrounded it.
As his fingers kept on clutching tightly against the warmth of her magnificent thighs, he pushed his tongue forward, letting his swift, red digit collide with her smooth, warm, white breasts. Danny loved the way that her hips and ass cheeks bounced as she reacted to his piercing tongue stabs. The faster that he directed his tongue, the greater the degree of excitement that began generating in his penis and testicles. He could feel the itchy sensations accumulating appreciably in his warm, hairy nuts. At the same time he started to feel quivering sensations that stopped short of being downright painful in the tip of his cock. Painful in the sense of needing immediate release.
His tongue kept on dancing for several more firmly attentive strokes. Finally he released his tongue from her breasts, extended her legs a little more, then dropped his steaming tongue down toward her quivering thighs.
As Danny turned his tongue loose, training it sharply against her left thigh, then her right, he listened to loud swooning sounds emanating from Margie.
"What a tongue man you are," she complimented her handsome husband. "Keep it driving, honey. Get me off now. You've got me so excited."
His quickly piercing tongue would push from her left thigh to her right. Several times he let it drop all the way down to her stunning, super-trim ankles. Once he finished sucking her legs, Danny shoved his tongue forward, taking Margie by surprise as he let it grind up between her upraised buttocks and into the hairless cleft of her asshole.
Her ripe nether cheeks bounced resoundingly on the bed and she heaved louder grunts and sighs than ever as her husband whipped his frenzied tongue uninhibitedly into her ass crack.
"What a sucker you are," she gasped. "How I love this. Come on, darling. Turn your tongue loose. Suck me. Suck my hot pussy. Drive your tongue inside my asshole. I love this."
His quick tongue kept on pushing with searching intensity, driving into the tightness of her hot anal sheath.
When he removed his tongue from Margie's asshole, Danny reached out and, with near desperation, began to grind the finger tips of his right hand inside the warmth of her seething cunt.
He liked moving his fingers inside of the warmth of Margie's vagina, and as he felt the dewy sensations of his fingers pressing against her wetness, he recognized just how close she was to the vaunted precipice of orgasmic delight. He looked forward to grinding his explosive tongue deep inside of her excited slit, but was determined not to reach that point until he had excited himself and her through some more preliminary activities.
His heart beat at a thunderous clip as Danny listened to the squishing sounds of his fingers probing softly against the velvety inner folds of his lover's pussy flesh. When he released his fingers from her warm vaginal slit, he pushed his tongue down between her legs and let his tongue tickle her pussy hairs. At first he moved his tongue in an extra slow and meticulous fashion, which caused her whole body to explode and prompted her to beg for more.
"Come on, keep it up," she called out. "My darling, come on, do it to me."
His tongue worked in slow motion, sliding against the wet strands of her pubic hair. All the while her jostling buttocks bounced up and down against the mattress, causing the bed springs to jangle and precipitating a sound that was music to Danny Roberts's ears.
Eventually he stepped up his pace, grinding his tongue more quickly than before as it pressed and pushed against her seething slit hairs. After a few more seconds he started to grind his tongue with rapacious zeal inside of the wetness of her pink, velvety gash.
While his tongue moved with swift, circuitous speed, Danny reached down and let his fingers push against the ripe folds of her white ass flesh. As he squeezed tightly, his tongue kept generating great swiftness, slashing and twisting as he moved it inside of her moist twat.
Every now and then Danny would teasingly glide his tongue against his beautiful wife's clitoris. Just any contact at all with her quiveringly erect, scorchingly moist clit prompted her to feel volcanic waves of ecstasy as she moved ever closer to the state of orgasm.
"Keep it going," she begged. "I need your tongue. I need it inside my pussy. Get me off. Come on, my darling. Suck me. Suck me. Suck my slit."
By then Danny was manipulating his tongue in full swing. It had been his previous intention to move slowly in the beginning, to work his lover ever so gradually to the point where she could no longer stand it. At that juncture he then started to move his tongue into high gear, letting it slip and slide inside of her sweltering, moist twat.
His twisting tongue kept on pressing sharply, driving into the intense inner folds of her hot, salacious cuntal flesh. She wrapped her firm, sleek coppery legs around both sides of his head. Her supple thighs were sweating slightly, and the dampness of them against his temples only served to excite Danny that much more as he worked his tongue between her nakedly splayed legs and against her plushly slippery cunt.
He savored every delicious sensation as his tongue kept on working sharply inside of her hair-fringed fissure. Danny's flared nostrils kept picking up the pungent scent of her femaleness as he drove her ever nearer to the great moment that they were both anticipating when the spurting droplets of her orgasmic juice would shoot from her raging pussy.
Danny's rampaging tongue was intent upon finishing the job as he worked it back and forth, gliding it deep inside of her volcanic cunt. A few quick, twisting strokes later, Margie's body began to react as if she'd experienced a violent shock. Her legs and arms shook, bouncing on top of the bed as he kept on driving his spirited tongue deep inside of her hot hole.
A few quick, flaming tongue strokes later, the droplets of juicy cunt liquid started to explode from her velvety vagina.
"Ohhh, darling, here we go," she gasped.
Her flaming red hair flailed about her face in a thousand directions at once as her buttocks and legs twisted sharply and restlessly. She watched as her husband's rampaging tongue kept on sucking voraciously, grinding inside of her hot nest as he sought to capture every drop of her exploding, passionate liquid.
He kept on twisting with his slurping tongue, driving it resoundingly inside of her moist hole until swallowing the final few drops of her flaming explosion.
With that he released his tongue from her pussy, patting her affectionately on the ass cheeks as he did so.
"You didn't act very excited before we started, but you sure did get into the rhythm of things after awhile," Danny smiled.
"I guess that you got me there through your sucking. You can be very convincing when you start driving that tongue of yours."
"I suppose I can. It's all a question of how excited I get. When I get this excited it's that much easier to excite somebody else. And I must say that you happen to turn me on in a certain way, my dear."
"I hope so. After all, I am your wife."
Danny laughed robustly, running his fingers through his delectable Margie's stunning red hair. He pushed his lips forward, allowing them to shove tightly against hers. As they kissed, Danny let his fingers slide through her shimmering strands of red hair.
When he released his fleshy lips from hers, Danny turned his attentions immediately to his long, restless cock. Throughout the pussy sucking he had felt a certain helplessness, the kind of raging sensations that could only be satisfied through a tremendous fuck. Since he had provided his beautiful wife with such a splendid pussy suck, he was hopeful that she now would be willing to reciprocate and provide him with a wild screw.
His fingers reached down and casually massaged the turgid tip of his electrified joint.
"Just look at this proud cock," he said.
"You really are proud of it."
"Of course I am. It's just a muscle. Just like the other muscles in my body."
"You're always exercising them. How do you exercise your cock?"
"Through fucking," he laughed. "How else?"
"What a stupid question for me to ask," Margie laughed.
"You're forgiven."
To prove his point, Danny reached out and let his fingers grip tightly against the firm warmth of Margie's breasts.
"Oh, damned, you do have a set of tits on you," Danny sighed lustily.
CHAPTER THREE
For the next few minutes, Danny perseveringly ground his fingers against his wife's firm breasts.
Eventually Margie decided that she had had enough.
"Okay, dear," she said in a slightly irritable tone. "You can turn your fingers loose now."
Danny immediately picked up on the inflection. As he released his fingers from Margie's breasts, his brow became furrowed with concern.
"What's the matter?" he asked in a worried tone. "Em just about ready to give you the best fuck in the county."
"Oh, darling," she yawned. "You know, I was kind of tired tonight to start with. You got me all worked up by playing with my pussy and tits, and so I was able to go off. But I really don't feel like anymore action. Honestly I don't."
Danny Roberts felt like blowing up, but was able to curb himself before his temper erupted. Instead he blurted out a response in frustration.
"But, honey, what about my hard cock?" he pointed down toward his aroused penis. "I mean, that thing's gotta get off."
"We can take care of that," she nodded. "I'll take my fingers and jerk you off."
"But that's so damned disappointing."
"I don't have to jerk you off. I don't have to do anything if you'd prefer it that way," she snapped. "I just wish you'd let me rest."
"Before you said you wanted to watch a movie."
"Yes, I did. Watching a movie is a lot less taxing than having sex."
"You sure are making it rough," Danny frowned.
"Stop acting like a spoiled little boy, darling," Margie said, attempting to placate him as she playfully tucked her fingers under his chin.
"But this is no joking matter. I've got to get my cock off. I was looking forward to having a fantastic fuck with you."
"I let you give me a pussy suck."
"Yes, but that doesn't take care of my cock."
"So I'll finger it off," she explained. "Let's not go through that again. This is getting very boring, honey."
"I guess then that that's all I'm gonna get," he sighed with exasperation.
"That's not the worst thing in the world."
"I guess not. It's just that I expected more."
Danny extended his firm, hairy legs, then watched as his wife reached down with both hands and let her smooth, trim fingers push against the tip of his hard, resolute phallic tool.
It did feel good, Danny couldn't help but think, but all the same he was disappointed. All too often in the last few months his wife had been giving him the short shrift when it came to bedroom activity. At a time when his body was in superb physical shape, and his cock and balls were constantly demanding stimulating release, the stunning redhead was inclined to complain about being tired or just not having the time when he would ask her to satisfy his needs.
Danny attempted to put these worrisome thoughts out of his head for at least a little while. Even though the manner of his wife's lack of sexual concern for him was becoming aggravating, he knew that if he was going to enjoy any kind of satisfying release with her at this moment, that he would have to concentrate on the moment at hand and forget about his problems.
Ever so slowly he closed the lids of his eyes, lying there on his back, his muscles twitching with anticipation as he got ready to feel some captivating sensations as a result of his beautiful wife's finger movements.
Soon he felt her fingers clamping down harder as they pushed against the foreskin of his rigid cock. She held on tightly, then began to let her fingers sweep with dramatic intensity as they pushed against the base of his firm, dagger-like organ.
Up and down her fingers manipulated smoothly against the purple-veined rigidity of his excited organ. Even though he wasn't getting exactly what he wanted, he was still able to enjoy the sensations that she sent surging through him through her diligent finger strokes.
After Margie had manipulated her fingers up and down the full length of his fleshy tool for a little while, she fastened her fingers against his testicles. He loved feeling her fingers combing against the bloated intensity of his excitement-filled nuts. Every now and then her fingers would twist against his pubic thicket, following which she would then grind her fingers tightly against the pulsating sensations in his seething nuts.
"Come on, finish the job," he called out. "I'm practically there."
Responding immediately to his request, she released her fingers from his testicles and started to grind them once again against the firm rigidity of his tumid shaft. Up and down she pumped against his blue-veined hardness until he could feel several droplets of pre-orgasmic semen spurting from the foreskin of his hot organ.
The salty semen spurted from his prick, causing his whole body to tense as he anticipated the moment when the gushing droplets of pre-orgasmic semen spurting from the foreskin of his hot organ.
The salty semen spurted from his prick, causing his whole body to tense as he anticipated the moment when the gushing droplets of his orgasm would escape from his intense cock.
His hips twisted back and forth a few more times and Danny heaved a loud sigh. He clenched his fists, then opened his eyes and watched his attentive wife as her fingers sharply moved against the length of his erect joy stick.
A few sturdy strokes later the driving avalanche of semen exploded from the tip of his thundering cock. His legs and ass cheeks rocked as he heaved a loud sigh, watching the volcano-like stream of thick, white juice spraying from the end of his hot shaft.
"Nice, that was so nice," he grunted.
"You see, was that so disappointing?" she smiled, moving her fingers away from his cock once that he'd finished exploding his juices.
"I guess not," he told her.
"You shouldn't complain about your baby," she smiled, patting Danny on top of the head.
For the moment Danny might have been satisfied, but even then he knew it wasn't the type of total satisfaction that he had been used to experiencing earlier in their marriage. Danny had married Margie some eleven months earlier, and during the first nine months of their married life he had enjoyed a state of veritable Utopia, or at least as close an equivalent as he felt he could possibly attain. When it came to sex his beautiful wife was always ready, willing and extremely able. It was only during the course of the last two months that she had become difficult and arbitrary. So many times he had provided her with wild sucking sensations, driving her to a state of intense climax, after which she would then refuse to provide him with equivalent sensations.
After the first few minutes of post-orgasmic euphoria drifted away, Danny began to worry some more. So much so, in fact, that he had a great deal of difficulty getting to sleep that evening. While his wife slept seemingly without a care, Danny kept rehashing in his mind all those disappointing instances in the last few months when he had been so eager to cut loose and do anything that came into his mind with his beautiful red-haired spouse, only to be softly but emphatically rebuffed.
The handsome health club instructor hoped that she would soon be reverting back to her former self. Since he was feeling so good and was seemingly desiring sex more than ever, he regarded as sheer torture the possibility that Margie wanted to continue behaving in the same manner for a lengthy period of time.
The next morning Danny awakened after a few hours of sleep. It was very early and he felt like going out and running. Whenever he felt troubled a jog satisfied him more than ever.
Danny jogged some three miles, then returned back to the apartment and took a shower. It wasn't until he was practically dressed for work that Margie tumbled out of bed, preparing some coffee and eggs for him before he went to the health club.
"I'll see you tonight, honey," Danny said, after which he kissed his wife's lips.
"What time will you be home?" she asked.
"The usual, I guess," he shrugged. "Somewhere around six o'clock or so. You know how it goes. People come in at different times."
"I understand."
"It could be as late as seven if things get really hectic and a lot of people come in."
"All right. So I'll see you then."
"Good-bye," Danny said, stepping out of the apartment, closing the door behind him and proceeding to the elevator.
A few minutes later he was seated behind the wheel of his green Triumph sports car, reflecting further on his wife and just what was happening to her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Danny Roberts tried to bury his frustrations concerning Margie through vigorous physical activity, a tactic he was employing with ever greater frequency in the last few weeks.
When men came in at various stages of the day, he did his best to instruct them and guide them through a series of exercises to enhance their health and improve their physiques.
Whenever there would be a lull, he would stroll over toward a weight bench and engage in some vigorous bench pressing, which he would then alternate with some leg squats. About the time that he was starting to feel soreness in his shoulders and thighs, he laid off, concentrating instead on helping his students.
That particular evening business tailed off at an early hour. There was a man who was supposed to come in at six o'clock. He called at the last minute and so Danny had the opportunity to go home.
Before doing so, he decided that it might not be a bad idea to go to the refreshment area of the health club and have himself a beer. After all, he had done a good deal of sweating after all the physical exertion he had put forth. The beer, he decided, would put a little salt back into his system.
As he walked into the lounge area adjacent to the men's refreshment bar, he observed a woman stretching out on the sofa. Her long, sensually developed figure was clad in a black, tight-fitting leotard. She wore no shoes and her eyes had been closed up until the time that she heard the sound of footsteps. She opened her eyes, observing Danny as he stood before her, wearing his usual instructor's attire of white T-shirt with SUNNYSIDE HEALTH CLUB emblazoned across the front of it. His trousers were light blue. As the woman opened her eyes, propping her head upward, Danny recognized her immediately. She was the lovely blonde wife of one of his students, a prominent lawyer by the name of Chuck Raines. His lovely wife's name was Sally, and he recalled the first occasion when he had met her. It was just after her husband had finished a brisk workout. His wife had been waiting in the outer lobby, and there was a certain smile of pride that flashed in his eyes when he introduced her as his wife. After all, Danny couldn't blame him, considering how lovely she was, possessing a gorgeous face and a striking figure.
Since that occasion Sally had joined the health club as well, following her husband's example. Danny knew one thing. There was nothing that any of the instructors, no matter how good they might be, could do to improve the woman's extraordinary figure. That was the ultimate in perfection.
"Hello there," Sally Raines smiled. "I was just catching up on a little sleep."
"You work out pretty hard today?" he inquired grinningly.
Even though Danny Roberts was trying to dedicate himself solely to his wife, and had done no extra-curricular playing around since they had married almost one year earlier, there was something about this exhilarating blonde that had caused vibrations to surface in his cock and balls the first time he had met her. He kept telling himself to calm down, to forget it, and that she was married to another man. But his instincts were essentially ungovernable, and so, as he stood a few feet away from the lovely leotard-clad blonde, he could feel the pulsating vibrations in his cock and balls surfacing once more. He looked down briefly at his trousers, which began to noticeably swell. He only hoped that the blonde would not observe the erection that had instantly developed for her.
He turned his body away slightly, giving her a less noticeable view of his entire crotch area. No matter how much he might be attracted to this lovely woman, he had to remain firm and unyielding. Besides, he reasoned, he had no knowledge of her being attracted to him. If there was anything that would be totally ridiculous, it would be to make a move toward another woman in a potentially damaging situation when she wasn't the slightest bit interested in what he had to offer. Of course, he knew that a number of women found him attractive, what with his wavy blond hair and striking physique. This woman was not only married, but her husband happened to be a prominent and highly successful lawyer who could buy and sell him ten times over without even trying.
"Yes, I had a pretty brisk workout," she smiled, jumping to her feet and standing a scant few inches away from Danny, who she appraised quickly with her bright blue eyes. "So how did the day go with you, Mr. Instructor?"
"Just fine. No complaints. I haven't seen Chuck around lately."
"Yes, he's been complaining about being tied up with a lot of legal matters," she said. "He's got an important case right now that he's involved with. I told him that he ought to spend more time just relaxing down here. It would be a whole lot better for him."
"You're right. Of course, a guy's got to make a buck while the opportunity's there, but he'd be a whole lot better off if he learned to relax. I know some of the times when he came down here his hands would be practically trembling when he arrived. Then I'd notice a tremendous difference. The longer that he'd spend just concentrating on exercising with weights and swimming in the pool, the more relaxed he'd become and his face would even start to show some color."
"Yes, but right now he's tied up. Working all the time. I've hardly even been seeing him. He comes in late and by then he's so absolutely bushed and wrapped up in another world that I don't even know him. When he starts talking to me it's about his cross-examining strategy with one of the opposing witnesses. He's really concerned about that. I mean, I recognize that it's his business and he has to be, but sometimes it does get to you. Yes, as much as I like the beautiful things in life, I also like to think that my husband can be well rounded. You look terrific. I guess you really keep in good shape."
"I do my running along with working out here all the time," he smiled. "One thing about it.
There's lots of equipment here. No excuses can be made about not having the facilities. You look pretty good yourself. Apparently the exercise program here has been agreeing with you."
"It definitely has," she smiled, showing her glistening, even, white teeth. "Something else has agreed with me, too."
"What's that?"
"The instructors are very handsome around here," she batted her thick eyelashes sensually. "Particularly one. I think you know who I'm talking about. You're the cutest instructor around here, and that's saying something, because some of the others are handsome as well."
Even though Danny wanted to say something, he couldn't. His throat was caught in a vise-like state of forced silence. But his penis was doing the talking for him as it extended even more lengthily than before. It pulsated with eager desire and the gorgeous leotard-clad blonde let her appraising eyes drop down to Danny's crotch. His whole body froze as he stood there looking at her watching his crotch ever so joyously.
"What a cock you've got," she grinned, "and something tells me I know who it's hard for right now."
CHAPTER FIVE
When Sally Raines decided to make a move, it was brisk and assertive.
Her fingers reached down and began to quickly unzip Danny's trousers. Even though he felt that he ought to say something to her about the mistake she was making and the potential dangers to which she was subjecting both of them, he couldn't speak. This time he recognized why. It was quite obvious that he didn't really want to stop her. Not with his stirring dagger-like instrument feeling the waves of onrushing desire that were encompassing him at that moment.
Soon her fingers had reached inside of his trousers. His whole body twitched and he felt a wild sensation of joy surging through his spine as the beautiful blonde reached down and toyed with his cock, spiritedly running her fingers up and down the elongated dimensions of his stirring tool.
Her fingers moved swiftly, adroitly, and the longer that they pressed against his blue-veined stiffness, the more he realized that there was no way he was going to put a stop to this activity. Then he started to think about Margie. What a vast difference between these two women. The sexy Sally, who couldn't have been anymore than two or three years older than Margie, seemed to be so infinitely hungrier for sexual activity than Margie. Her fingers kept stroking and strumming the full length of his cock like a skilled musician attacking an instrument. Occasionally her fingers would reach down and push with authority against his testicles, grinding sharply against his hot, aroused nuts.
Just about the time that he was beginning to feel those rippling sensations that just precede orgasm, and his breath was reduced to a series of short, puffy sighs, the knowledgeable blonde released her fingers from his testicles.
"I'm so glad you happened to walk by here," she smiled. "And I'm so glad that everything is deserted and that the others have gone home."
While he stood there with his hard cock pointing outwardly toward her, Sally Raines began to move her fingers with prompt certitude as she wiggled out of her leotard. The extremely hungry instructor couldn't help but notice the sensuous manner in which her ass cheeks would twist and turn as her whole body gyrated under the pressure of her finger movements while she removed her leotard.
A few moments later she was standing before him completely naked, placing her hands on her hips and thrusting her searing breasts before his eyes. They looked like two huge tent poles that were facing him as he observed their conical ripeness. They were at least as large as Margie's breasts, and looked every bit as firm.
Soon their arms were wrapped firmly around each other and their tongues were plunging forward. Danny's heart pounded with thunderous desire as his swepping tongue strokes spiritedly matched those of the beautiful Sally Raines.
When he finally withdrew his tongue from her mouth, he glided the naked blonde beauty downward to the rug. His fingers reached down and creased her ass cheeks. He gripped her tightly, as if he was afraid to let go.
"Honey, you like my butt," she chuckled girlishly. "I can see that."
"You've got such a gorgeous behind. Oh, damned, what a body you've got. You're so fuckable."
"That's what I'm here for," she intoned soothingly. "Let's see if you can pump your meat into me."
"Don't worry. It's just a question of how long I can hold out before I juice."
"I want to feel you gush inside me."
"You're gonna feel it all right."
"That's good. Oh, damned, I need it so bad. It's been so long since I've gotten it from Chuck. I don't even remember the last time."
"What a fool Chuck is, with somebody like you around."
"I know, but let's not talk about that," she whispered. "Come on, darling. Fuck me. I want you to stuck your meat inside me. Give me a fantastic screw. Ohhh, I want you to drive your cock inside of my pussy. Keep pumping your hot manly meat inside of me until the juices shoot. I want to feel you gushing inside my pussy. I love it so much. That glorious feeling when a guy's shooting his jizz inside of me."
Just hearing the sexy Sally Raines talk about fucking prompted him to become even more excited as his heart pounded with pulsating eagerness. He released his fingers from her firm, fleshy ass cheeks. They moved smoothly against her warm, undulating breasts. He planted his fingers for several long seconds against her resolute tits, then shoved his tongue down against her left breast. With alternate sweeping strokes he would grind his tongue against her breast and nipple, after which he then put his tongue to work against her right breast. His tingly tongue moved with tremendous grace and desire. After a few more twisting sensations had been enjoyed against her breast, he then ground his tongue against her pebble-hard nipple. The faster that his tongue came into contact with her, the harder he realized it would be to hold back the onrushing flood tide of steaming white cream that would inevitably have to shoot from the end of his enraged cock.
As he moved his tongue from her breasts, Danny Roberts reached down and tugged at Sally's thighs. He parted her legs and let out a loud gasp.
"I'm gonna fuck you, oh, damned, am I ever gonna fuck you," he told her.
"Come on, ohhh, I want to feel your cream. Baby, I want you to drive your cock up between my legs and fuck me."
Her fingers reached out and tugged at the tip of his hard, salacious cock. Up and down they moved with great precision and joy. Danny liked her devil-may-care attitude about sex. He couldn't help but silently contrast it with the attitude of his own wife, which suffered in comparison. Margie seemed to get so uptight about sex these days, whereas earlier she had been so compliant. So here was an ecstatic blonde beauty whose nakedly splayed legs were stretched out in lustful anticipation, just waiting for the moment when he would plunge his torpedo-like spear between them and fuck her to a fitting conclusion.
His fingers worked up and down her creamy legs while she whimpered and sighed, getting ready to be speared by him.
Her fingers worked against his skewering thickness for several more strokes. When she finally dropped her hands to her sides, he knew that the inevitable moment had been reached. His surging penis would just have to go to work inside the scorching tightness of her dampened pussy channel.
Her milky white thighs twisted in animalistic frenzy as she tilted her body upward, giving him a perfect view of her tightly elastic cunt opening. The scent of her femaleness brought a heady dizziness to his being as his eyes devoured her enticing gash.
CHAPTER SIX
As Danny Roberts found his heart pulsating with savage rage, he looked down at the beautiful, panting woman who lay there with legs extended, awaiting his first piston-like thrust.
To entice him even further, the equally horny Sally Raines reached down with her right hand and daintily slid her fingers along the furrow of her vagina. She toyed with her pussy lips, then removed her dampened fingers from her hot, savory slit.
"Here's a cannon I'm gonna shove between your legs," a proud Danny exclaimed, reaching down and stroking his steaming phallus one last time.
Breathlessly her hips began to twist and she threw her body forward, begging her handsome stud lover to grind his flaming phallic stick inside of her.
Danny looked down at Sally's beautiful face, which was contorted in the twisted throes of a building passion. Her long, superbly tapered legs wrapped around his powerful body, beginning to undulate slowly as he propelled his sturdy prong forward.
She heaved a deep sigh, wrapping her legs more securely than ever around her lover's temples as he drove his sturdy piston into her, letting it slide with blistering electricity as it stabbed and pounded pulsatingly inside of her warm, wet vagina.
Sally Raines lay there flat on her back, panting and seething in the wild throes of passion. She kept feeling the hugely expanding cock of her handsomely pursuing lover teasing in and out of her in a quickening rhythm, her cuntal walls slowly expanding in her vagina's raging desire to accept all of him, to receive the firmly stabbing sensations until his juices eventually exploded. She began to feel the tickling hairs of his balls slapping against the smooth crevice of her ripe ass cheeks as he lowered himself into her.
Relentlessly Danny kept on pursuing her. Sally recognized that in the beginning he was more than a little fearful about involving himself in sex with her, but now there he was, seeking to enjoy every bit of pleasure that he could possibly derive from her gloriously beautiful body, which was beginning to dampen with perspiration under the flaming onslaught of his stinging penis attack.
Tingling sensations of aroused desire coursed through Sally's veins, instigating new, salacious chills that started to run along the base of her spine as she felt the surging tempo of Danny's proud, thick cock skewering moistly into her upturned loins.
Sally's naked body started to twitch and writhe under him as he kept up his skewering attack, slashing and stinging with his vicious, sturdy cock. She heard the mewling sounds tumbling from her own lips, little incessant noises of passion that bubbled uncontrollably from her sensually parted mouth. Sally heard her hot breath emanating from her as she kept on receiving the quick, sensation-laden stabs that Danny sent inside of her.
She looked up at his handsome, determined face, which was starting to redden as a result of his determined, unceasing activity. Suddenly she thrust her tongue up into his mouth, drawing back her legs slightly, her warmly seductive ass moving provocatively against the rug beneath her, her seething pussy contracting as the bliss-building sensations increased tumultuously with his every determined stroke.
It made Sally feel extra good to know that those intimidating doubts that had impeded Danny just a few minutes ago were now a thing of the past. His only concern at that moment was in achieving as much sensation as he could, mutually, with the gorgeous, panting woman whose sharply undulating body kept on moving non-stop.
Danny felt Sally's urgently answering throbs around the fully pulsing length of his deeply imbedded shaft, which pounded inside of her. Her moistly clasping wet cunt flesh had begun a vibrant opening and closing action as it clutched at his throbbing man meat. Her pleasurable whining and purring sounds were suddenly filling the air as her head rolled from side to side on the rug. Her hips began a slow, snake-like obscene rotation around his sharply imbedding cock as it sank deep into her belly. Danny clenched his teeth tightly, sensing her nibbling vagina screwing itself up closer against his erotic-craving loins.
All the while Sally kept on thrusting her salacious, hungry pussy lewdly up against the intruding cock of the muscular Danny, who kept on pumping and stabbing it into her with every bit of conviction that he could muster.
Unashamedly and aggressively, Sally Raines kept on accepting Danny's massive ramrod inside her clasping vagina with relentless abandon and total ecstasy.
Their lewdly undulating bodies continued to mesh against one another as Danny's blood-swollen member slid easily in and out of his lusty partner's wetly lubricated cunt.
Her eyes dramatically widened as she felt an abrupt new wave of sensual entrancement saturating her whole tingling body.
"Keep on hammering me with your long dick," she begged. "How I want it. How I need it. Come on, screw me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me."
"You're talking my language."
"What a cocksman you are. Maybe it took a little persuading and a little seducing, but it sure as hell was worth it."
"I'm glad you made the effort," he smiled. "It sure makes me feel a whole lot better."
A maddening electric-like prickle started in the sanctuary of Sally's womb, spreading relentlessly over the raw nerve ends of her satin-smooth flesh. She knew that a mass of exquisite moisture was enticingly covering the entire area of her nakedly exposed vagina.
Dramatically she rotated her hips with great excitement from side to side around Danny's pulsating, blood-engorged tool. She sensed the complete dilation of her cunt as it sucked in dramatic cadence to his swollen cock's rhythmic intrusions.
Then Danny made himself immobile, resting above her with his strong arms placed on either side of her shoulders, letting Sally's trembling impassioned body pump up and down at will against the rigid man meat of his solidly throbbing flesh that was fusing them into a oneness of soul and body.
"I like your movements," Danny gasped. "Come on, just move that beautiful butt. What an ass you've got."
To prove just how infatuated he was with her beautiful ass, Danny reached down and started to grind his fingers sturdily against her blazing buttocks flesh. The tighter he squeezed, the better he enjoyed the reckless manner in which he was conducting himself.
As he kept on pressing and twisting with his fingers, letting them plunge firmly against Sally's satiny buttocks, her moist, tightly grasping cunt slid up and down against his thick, incessantly dispatching cock, the thin pink ridges of her inner flesh pulling out and clinging to it as she kept screwing her luscious buttocks up and down against the rug. The salacious mouth up between her thighs absorbed the soft folds back into her when it swallowed the viscid, glistening length of his lust-engorged penis on the slow, tantalizing upstroke.
The now unmoving Danny watched his impassioned lover's voluptuously naked body increase its eager gyrations and up-and-down motions with the passing of each second, the urgency of her thrusts against him growing more pronounced as she gritted her teeth with desire. She kept on straining toward that illusive orgasm that would mean so very much to her.
He felt the flow of her cuntal moisture coating her hungrily sucking pussy and heard the lewd wet sounds of the in-and-out fucking movements as Sally thrust greedily up against his rampaging cock, taking it deep inside her, her back elevating itself ever higher to arch her cock-starved cunt tightly against him.
This was just too much, Danny recognized, almost more than he could believe. Mentally he began contrasting the reactions of Sally to those of his lovely wife Margie. He only wished that Margie could or would summon the type of intensity into the act of lovemaking that the beautiful Sally Raines was exhibiting with every twisting, writhing movement that her lewd, desire-filled form sent forth.
Danny gritted his teeth as he began to feel the tense, exhilarating sensations in his cock and balls. His steaming testicles began to expand dramatically and he could feel quivering waves of pain building inside of him. He was ready to explode with the brain-warping desire that she had peaked within him.
He reached back, grasping her ankles and raising them slowly up and over his shoulders, eliciting a tiny wail of passion from her as he rolled her into a helpless ball of obscenely positioned sensuality beneath him.
Blinded with his own maddening desire, Danny drew his deeply buried penis from her slippery pink pussy until only its huge bulbous tip was penetrating. He then plunged forward with every ounce of savage conviction and strength within him, fucking the full, aching length of it fiercely into her defenselessly exposed vagina.
"You're doing it, you're really doing it," Sally grunted excitedly as his stiff prick kept on racing up into her and she felt the damp smack of his pelvis battering against her nakedly upraised cunt.
The sexually stampeding Danny's strong, heavy body kept dropping down onto he with jarring force, crushing her full, aching tits beneath her knees and against her chest.
Danny's thickly swollen cock smashed against her receptive cunt like a battering ram, pushing her unresisting folds of desire-moistened, salacious flesh again and again in wild, rippling waves of combustible sexual energy before its smooth, rubbery head.
Sally recognized that it was just impossible to get too much of this man's exciting cock. She loved the way that he dominated her with his lust-bloated, blue-veined member, which he kept on driving sharply inside of her hot, receptive hole.
Gradually he kept enhancing his pace, slashing with even harder strokes against her seething receptable while its moistly quivering walls clasped desperately around the thick, fleshy shaft which slithered up frantically to devour its length to the hilt.
Danny's heavy, sperm-bloated balls slapped deliciously into the dampness between her ripe, aroused ass cheeks. She moaned loudly as he completely filled her cock-split pussy hole while beginning a deep-thrusting grind into her thirstily palpitating cunt. Sally sensed her head tossing wildly, her hair floating in violent disarray all over her face, her mouth gasping and chanting unintelligibly in her maddening sensual entrancement.
The thrashing tempo increased as Sally continued her grinding thrusts. No, Sally concluded, it was impossible to get enough, but she was going to extend this handsome, bull-like stud to the ultimate, making him drive his sturdy cock into her until every drop of his seething phallic liquid had exploded from the nub end of his erotic organ.
"You want it, you really want it," he panted.
"I can't get enough of it," she nodded. "Fuck me harder. Come on, pound your cock into me."
"I like it when you beg for it."
"I'll beg some more. I'll beg until I can't speak anymore. Until my voice goes out."
"I'll just bet you would."
"Yes, come on, keep pumping. Keep driving your hot prick into me. Darling, really fuck me." She relentlessly pleaded in a voice shrill with desire, her hands clawing at his hard-driving ass, pulling him with impassioned frenzy ever deeper into her wide-spread crotch.
Danny's thickly burgeoning shaft fucked her without mercy, making the cords in her throat and neck tighten in an unmistakable signal. Sally could think of nothing but the enormous, cataclysmic buildup rising like wildfire inside her.
Her legs on either side of his plunging loins were jerking and twisting in lewd depravity, their warm, soft, white strength clamping him tightly, then releasing as she pulled her knees back against the tips of her swollen breasts, wiggling and thrusting her wet crotch and buttocks up to him, moaning and gasping continuously.
He loved listening to the sounds of her wailing voice in delirious enchantment, recognizing that she was hopelessly impaled on his marelous, rock-hard cock, which kept on fucking her seething vagina.
By then Danny Roberts had almost blown his mind. He knew that the spurting droplets of his thick jissum had to resoundingly splash from the end of his rampaging cock. On the other hand, however, he hated to see it happen. If ever he had experienced a perfect fuck in his life, this had to be it, and recognition of that fact made him just a little fearful about the whole thing eventually coming to an end.
He gasped downward to where his lust-swollen rod was slipping smoothly in and out of her crazily working cunt. Danny concentrated on the feel of her soft, hair-lined folds clasping and clinging to his furiously all-consuming penis, which thrust with jackhammer force up into her hot mound.
Danny increased the stampeding pace and deepened his fucking as she writhed like a woman possessed beneath him, grinding up and down his dominating stem with unbelievable fury. Sally's legs kept on jerking, her toes curling as she lurched her trembling thighs wide and upward.
With great satisfaction, Danny watched her breasts heave and quiver beneath his brutal pummeling. He observed her tiny pink nipples expanding before his eyes as she tossed her head madly from side to side, seeking to satisfy every burning urge within her.
And then, ever so suddenly, beautiful Sally Raines convulsed harder under him with the explosion of her passion.
"Damned, ahhh, just what I was waiting for," she announced loudly. "My pussy juices just have to spray. Darling, yes, they've got to shoot. Damned, damned, damned, how I love it."
As she chanted, throwing her head back and as her silken blonde locks spread themselves in violent disarray around her entire face, Sally twisted and writhed beneath her dominating lover, spurring him ever onward to force her legs farther back over her head as he fucked her like a madman.
The blonde beauty's head spun dizzily as she let out groan upon groan, her cuntal emissions flowing in sturdy spurts down the stretched quivering cheeks of her roundly straining buttocks.
"Keep on fucking me, drive your hot prick inside me," she called out. "Come on, just screw my pussy. Come on, ram me. Ram me hard."
She then suddenly felt Danny tense and jerk his body. He reached down and let his strong, sturdy fingers pinch against her buttocks. As she felt the rippling sensations of pain in her ass cheeks, she knew what was set to imminently follow. Sally was well aware of the fact that his cannonading juices would be exploding from the rubbery tip of his determined shaft.
Sally greeted the hot jets of his streaming sperm with great satisfaction. It shot ever so deeply into the hungry sanctuary of her waiting womb. Her head swam with licentious bliss as the hot, powerful squirts splattered wildly inside of her, filling the dazzling blonde to the bursting point with their warm sticky wetness. The dampened walls of her spasming vagina clasped and unclasped feverishly, milking his jerking organ like a sucking, starving mouth.
After that, Sally's radiant body seemed suddenly drained of everything as her limbs collapsed on the rug as Danny released his grip on her legs. He watched her with great admiration as she lay spread-eagled and spent, gasping loudly as she sought to catch her breath. Sally began to feel his heavy weight lifting from between her open thighs.
"You're some kind of woman," Danny said. "Chuck's got to be some kind of fool not to be giving you anything and everything you want in the way of passion. I'm sure happy to contribute anything that I can."
"You've been a dear. What a fuck you gave me. Damned, my cunt's sore, really sore. But, mind you, I'm not complaining. I'm not gonna complain at all. Not when I get this kind of a tremendous fuck."
"I'm not gonna complain either," Danny smiled. "I'm just glad we caught each other in this room alone on a night when we both definitely needed some sex."
"So am I," she looked up at him and smiled.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Once the curvaceous blonde beauty had caught her breath, all she could think of was stimulating Danny's cock back to its former state of intensity.
Her flaming fingers pushed forward, settling against his hairy balls. Sally's fingers twitched with hypnotic grace, sliding against the crinkled flesh.
All it took were a few well-timed strokes and he was already beginning to regain his former life. Her fingers then moved upward, gripping against the base of his formerly rigid joy stick, which she was confident that she could snap back up at the same level of attention that it had occupied before.
"I'm gonna play with your dick until it's right back up there," she looked up at her smiling lover.
"I like your style," he said. "What a woman you are."
As her fingers continued to crisply slide against his steadily burgeoning cock, Danny reached out with both hands and let his fingers slide with rhapsodic zest against the warmth of her firm, white breasts. He loved clutching them, letting his fingers twist and roam against their curvaceous surface. Every time that he touched her firm, conical boobs, her fingers proceeded that much more quickly as they ground up and down the length of his ever-expanding, blood-engorged member.
"That's the way to do it," he nodded. "Those fingers of yours. Damned, are you good."
"Just wait until you see what I'm gonna do to you once I get you completely hard."
"I hope it's the same thing I've got in mind, honey, because I'm dead set on something."
"It might well be. You know, when I really like a guy, I can suck his cock like nobody else. That might sound like boasting. I just figure it as a statement of act."
"I'll tell you something. I think of it as the same thing," Danny smiled. "Just look at the job you're doing on my prick. I'm so damned proud of you. Oh, damned, you've got it up there. All the way. I'm as hot as I was before."
By then her sturdy fingers were whipping rapidly up and down the full length of his hot, steam-ridden instrument. Eventually she slid her body upward until she was propped on her knees.
Sensing what was happening, an ever-zealous Danny stretched out on his back, extending his sturdy, sinewy, tree-trunk legs and letting his buttocks undulate with rampaging desire.
"Go to work with your tongue," he gasped. "Come on, I want to feel those movements. Your tongue can do it. I'm sure you're as good a tongue artist as you are a tight cunt fuck."
"You can decide that for yourself. I can assure you I've had no complaints."
"I'm positive of that," he said with total conviction.
Danny Roberts was seeking to dominate her in every way that he could. He moved his propelling fingers forward, allowing them to crisply clutch hold of her hair. The tighter that he squeezed with his fingers, the greater the degree of dominance that he felt.
She responded nicely to his clutching sensations, recognizing that he was the man in charge. That gave the beautiful blonde that much more impetus as she pushed her tongue against the tingly tip of his rubbery cock. She tickled him a few times, pushing the edge of her tongue against the edge of his cock, then swiftly withdrawing it.
"You really know how to turn a guy on," Danny laughed, tightening the grip with which his fingers clutched against her hair. "Come on, keep at it. Just drive your tongue against my long prick. Just get me off."
As his legs continued to tremble, her tongue started to work against the firm, rigid base of his long, flaming penis. The quicker that her tongue plunged against his sturdy staff, the more reckless she started to feel, overcome with the swelling desire of tasting his hot, fiery liquid. She had felt the cannonading sea of sperm explode inside of her cunt, and now she was determined to swallow every drop of his orgasmic fluid as it sprayed inside of her mouth.
Removing his fingers from her hair, Danny then reached out and began sliding his fingers up and down her back. They twisted sharply against the small of her back several times as her tongue exploded against his hard, electrified member.
Up and down she kept pumping, her blonde hair flailing in her self-generated breeze. All the while Danny's fingers worked up and down her back as he heaved a series of deep, desperate sighs, cluing her in as to just how closely he had drawn to that tempestuous moment when all of the fiery fluids would have to be relentlessly released from the end of his shock-filled shaft.
"Keep up that sucking," he called out. "Play with my balls while you're sucking my prick. Come on, let's really do it. Move your fingers. Slice them real fast."
Quickly responding to his urgings, the beautiful and subservient Sally reached down with her long, slender fingers, letting them glide against his swollen scrotum in the same manner that they had before. The one basic difference that she noticed, however, was how his surging balls had ballooned since that point in time. Yes, she was convinced, the moment was looming ever closer at hand, that at which the fiery juices would have to be unleashed from the end of his hot, explosive organ.
Her fingers clutched more tightly than before as her tongue explored the rigid dimensions of his tumid shaft, grinding assertively up and down the lengthy, emblazoned ramrod.
His hips jerked and propelled in violent spasms of ecstasy and now she could taste just a few tiny droplets of pre-orgasmic juice, which sprayed from the end of his enormous, desire-saturated organ.
"Keep it going," he begged. "I'm so close to juicing now. It's all got to explode. It's all gonna spray out of my prick. Go ahead. Yes, suck me. Come on, get every burning drop of the stuff."
His buttocks wiggled and twisted as he lay there gasping on the rug, his legs extended as his strong, rapier-like prick was set to explode inside of her mouth.
A few thrusting tongue strokes later, the juices could no longer be denied. In a rapid sea of tempestuous fury, the effervescent liquid began to shoot from the. end of his hot, fiery dagger. His hips and ass cheeks twisted more rapidly than ever as he lay there gasping on the rug, watching as the sizzling drops exploded from the end of his long, desire-saturated stem.
"You've done it," he gasped breathlessly. "Damned, you've gotten me off again. Swallow it. Come on, every drop of it."
His hands clasped tightly around his lover's neck. As he watched the splashing drops of his hot, gushing white flood tide explode from the end of his spear, he received great satisfaction in watching her tongue excitedly swallowing the escaping jets of spurting semen.
Back and forth she maneuvered her blazing tongue, working with great rapidity from side to side as she took in every droplet of his exploding liquid with ravenous excitement. Once more he couldn't help but make a comparison between this cock-hungry blonde and his own all-too-passive wife, whose formerly intense desires had seemingly abandoned her altogether during the last two months.
Her jolting tongue kept on maneuvering sharply until the final drops of exploding liquid had spilled from the end of Danny's cock. His penis then went limp as she removed her tongue from the end of it. Now Danny could feel soreness in his arms and legs from the intense level of fucking in which he had taken part.
"You've drained me now," he smiled. "I wonder if I'll be able to work again this week. Better yet, this month."
"A hot stud like you," Sally laughed. "Don't be silly."
"Just joking. Actually I could do it with you again and again."
"I feel the same way."
"Except that I've got to be getting home. Don't want Margie to suspect anything."
"That's a cute little redhead you've got," Sally said. "I'd like to get better acquainted with her."
"She's a nice gal in a lot of ways."
"You don't say that too enthusiastically."
"I've been having a little of the same problem with her as you've been having with Chuck."
"Oh, I see. No wonder you were so horny. It was like you'd spent your whole life in stir."
"That's the feeling that I had."
CHAPTER EIGHT
After Danny and Sally concluded their sexual pyrotechnics, Danny decided that they could take at least enough time to refresh themselves.
They walked into the refreshment lounge. Danny stepped behind the bar and secured himself a bottle of beer and a bottle of Coke for his lover, the beautiful blonde Sally Raines.
As they sat and sipped, Sally looked into Danny's eyes affectionately.
"It seems that one of the big reasons why we enjoyed each other so much today was that we had this common need," she said. "Apparently we just weren't getting enough from our spouses."
"That's right. It's too bad."
"Margie is a beautiful young woman," Sally said. "What seems to be the problem with her?"
"She just isn't as warm and responsive as she used to be. I wonder if it's some of those old hang-ups that she used to have."
"What kinds of hang-ups?" Sally leaned forward in her chair, listening with great concern.
"She was the type of person who was raised real strict and it was hard at first to get her to do much of anything," Danny confided. "As time went on though, she loosened up. And when that girl really let herself go, well, was she ever something. She was almost as uninhibitedly passionate as you were today, but not quite. I've never met a woman who could match your passion."
"You're not so bad yourself," the smiling blonde patted him on the shoulder. "You know, I'd like to get a little better acquainted with Margie. I think that maybe if I was around her just a little it would help."
"What makes you think that?" Danny looked at her with surprise.
"It's just a feeling I've got."
"Who knows?" he shook his head, then shrugged.
Danny said very little during the remainder of the time that he took to drink his beer. He then decided that it was long past the time when he should have left to go home.
When he arrived home, however, there was no problem involved. He had devised an excuse. He recalled having told his wife that he might be home later because of unexpected students dropping in at the last second. Of course, he never expected to meet anybody like Sally Raines under those circumstances.
Two days after Danny had enjoyed fantastic sex with Sally, her husband Chuck dropped in for a workout. In the interim period Danny had thought often about the wild, widely ranging sexual activities which he had shared with the voluptuous Sally. He wondered just how much of his passionate expenditure related to his frustration over not getting properly satisfied by Margie, and how much, on the other hand, was attributable to the naked animal lust and voluptuousness of his curvaceous blonde partner.
Chuck Raines looked tired and distraught when he arrived at the health club. It had been several weeks since Danny had seen him. All he had to do was take one look at the overwrought lawyer to determine that he hadn't been obtaining any exercise anywhere else either. Shadowy pockets were seen beneath his eyes, which were reddened and slightly glazed from overwork. In addition, he was completely pale, and Danny even observed some lines and creases in his skin that seemingly hadn't been there before. Apparently he had been through quite an ordeal.
"What a pleasant surprise," Danny exclaimed as he saw Chuck walking through the door. "So how are you, stranger?"
"I guess I deserve that one," Chuck grinned. "I must admit that I've really fallen off the track the last couple of weeks. At least the track to good health."
"So what's been happening?" Danny barely caught himself from revealing knowledge about Chuck's activities during that time, the difficult court case which had been discussed at great length by Sally. If there was one thing he did not want to do, it was to tip his hand in any way and let Chuck know that he had been talking to his wife.
"I've had this long, difficult court case," Chuck yawned. "It just ended today. It took better than a year to prepare it for trial. It was a personal injury case and we really had to dig to get as much evidence as possible."
"How did you make out?"
"We won," he replied nonchalantly.
"Then that should be cause for celebration."
"Naw, in this case it's just like winning the first round of a prize fight when it's scheduled to go fifteen," Chuck explained by analogy.
"How's that?"
"The other side's appealing," Chuck related. "And if they don't get recourse the next time around then they'll undoubtedly appeal to an even higher court. These things sometimes go on and on and on. Makes a guy wish he was doing something else, like instructing people at a health club. Let me tell you something, Danny. They might talk about all the glories of the courtroom, and a lot of people might envy me, but I kind of envy a guy like you."
"You're kidding," Danny laughed.
"Not at all."
"I hope you're planning to work out today and you're not just dropping by for a chat."
"Yes, I am, and quite truthfully the old butterflies are swimming around in my stomach. In some ways even more than they were when I was in court with all the money and tension hanging on the line."
"What makes you so nervous? You're among friends."
"It's just that when you stay away that long, it's that much tougher. I'll bet I'll be as stiff as a board tomorrow. Probably won't even be able to get up out of bed."
"No, that might be true if you were just working out on your own," Danny carefully explained, "but I'm not gonna let that happen to you. At Sunnyside Health Club we take a personal interest in our people. I'm gonna see to it that you tone up your muscles and that you work up a good sweat, certainly enough to get the old circulation going again, but the one thing I'm not gonna do is push you too hard. If I do then, like you said, you'll be all stiff and sore and there's no way that you're gonna be able to do anything the next day, the day after that, or maybe even three days later. I want to get you back in the routine, so I'm gonna give you just a taste today. A taste of what's gonna come."
"Okay, then I guess I'd better get ready," Chuck said, walking toward the men's locker room.
While Danny waited for Chuck, he couldn't help but feel more than a little guilty. At several intervals during the conversation he had thought about just how Chuck would have reacted had he known that his health club instructor was a man who had had sex with his own lovely wife.
Danny tried to put his guilt feelings behind him long enough to guide Chuck through his exercise paces. True to his word, he made certain that Chuck worked up a good sweat and got plenty of muscle toning, but without forcing him to the kinds of strenuous lengths that would have tired him greatly and precipitated stiffness and soreness the following morning.
After working him on the pulleys, paying particular emphasis to muscle and shoulder-toning exercises, Danny then suggested that Chuck wrap up his workout.
"Now all I've got to tell you is that you ought to take about two or three laps of that pool over there," he pointed toward the heated swimming pool in the adjoining room.
"Okay, I'm ready for it," Chuck frowned wearily, wiping some sweat from his brow. "I'll say this, though. You didn't work me too hard. Just hard enough to get the old adrenalin flowing again."
"That's precisely what I was trying to do."
"I understand you and my wife had a nice conversation the other day," Chuck said suddenly.
Danny's heart began to pound and he turned his head away momentarily. He hoped that Chuck wouldn't notice just how violently he was reacting to what had been expressed in a seemingly simple conversational manner. Danny kept wondering just how much Chuck knew, and whether the question was no more than a feeling, a means of drawing him out further. On top of that, Danny couldn't help but wonder just how he found out about the conversation. Just who talked? Surely it wasn't Sally.
"Yes, we spoke the other day," Danny said tightly.
Chuck walked over toward a nearby bench, picking up a white towel, which he used to mop some sweat from his face.
"You know, she was telling me that she enjoyed the conversation so much that she thought it would be nice for you to bring Margie over to our place for dinner," Chuck said. "I immediately agreed. I think it would be nice for the four of us to get together."
Now Danny found himself so stunned that he could barely talk. Just what was happening anyway? The whole thing seemed so completely inconceivable to him. Here he had had a wild but short-lived one-time romp with the beautiful Sally Raines, and here was her husband, the sophisticated lawyer, deciding along with her that it would be a good idea for the four of them to have dinner together. He barely knew how to respond, but knew one thing for certain. He definitely had to keep his cool and pretend as if nothing other than a conversation had taken place between himself and Sally.
"Well, yes, I guess we could make it to your place for dinner sometime," Danny said. "It's very nice of you to invite us."
"We were both thinking about Saturday night," Chuck informed. "Would you be able to make it then?"
"Yes, we don't have anything on tap for that night."
"Great. Then we can expect you around eight. How would that be?"
"Let me see. If it was any earlier I couldn't make it, because, as I guess you know, there are a heck of a lot of people coming in on Saturday. These guys who work hard all week and want to squeeze in that one weekend opportunity."
"Certainly, I understand. But eight o'clock " would be all right?"
"Yes, things usually tail off starting late in the afternoon. Certainly, yes, I think that eight o'clock would be fine for us."
"Good, then that's solved. Be looking forward to seeing you and Margie at eight o'clock on Saturday. I'll give you the address of our place."
Danny reached into his pocket and pulled out a small tablet, which he always carried with him for purposes of filling in any information he needed to know about any of the people he was instructing. He jotted down the address of Chuck Raines's house, after which the lawyer firmly shook his hand and walked away, heading for the swimming pool in the next room.
At this moment Danny was so completely stunned he scarcely knew what to do. He had tried his best not to show the shock he felt when Chuck had so casually mentioned the conversation that Danny had had with his wife, and when he had taken the step of inviting them to dinner. Danny couldn't help but wonder just what was up. He had the sneaking suspicion that Chuck Raines wasn't telling him everything that was on his mind, and that there was some kind of a surprise that was in store for him when he visited the Raineses at their home on Saturday evening.
CHAPTER NINE
Margie Roberts was more than happy to accept the invitation rendered by the Arineses.
"Yes, I remember meeting them," Margie smiled. "It was at the health club."
"That's right."
"They seemed like such nice people. Very high-classed. Dignified. She dresses so well. And he's a prominent attorney, isn't he?" her eyes lit up.
"That's right."
"Imagine that. Getting invited to dinner by one of the most prominent attorneys in town and his wife. Maybe we're really starting to arrive on the social scene, darling."
"Maybe so."
With that Margie walked over to her husband, throwing her arms around him and delivering a kiss to his lips. It was one of those thank-you kisses, and Danny couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable about the whole thing. After all, what was his beautiful little wife anyway? Was she turning into a social climber? He would have rather had her eagerly climbing the walls for him late in the evening after they went to bed. But instead she had more and more been resorting to one of two approaches. Either she would read a book for several minutes, saying nothing to him, after which she would retire, or else she would announce that she was so tired she had to get to bed immediately, whereupon she would instantly go to sleep.
Danny kept hoping that maybe through the social contact with the Raineses that his wife would loosen up. Then he suddenly recalled how depressed Sally had been when he first met her that other afternoon. She had told him about the situation that was comparable to his own. It struck him as quite ironic that both himself and Sally were in a similar boat, and that their two spouses apparently knew nothing whatsoever about the wild romp that they had enjoyed.
Margie was immediately impressed by the size and the beauty of the Raines' house, a white, two-story colonial with majestic pillars. The house was situated in the hilly section of town, where most of the community's wealth resided.
"This is really impressive," Margie leaned over and whispered in her husband's ear after Sally Raines had showed them through the house.
Servants took care of them during the course of the entire meal, taking turns serving each and every one of the many courses that they consumed.
After dinner they sipped some champagne, after which Sally Raines made a forthright announcement.
"I've got something to show you folks," she said, jumping quickly up from her chair. "Let's go into the other room."
With the curious and befuddled Danny and Margie Roberts trailing several steps behind, they walked up a winding staircase.
After walking down a long hallway, they found themselves inside a huge, spacious bedroom. It astonished them to discover where they were as Sally Raines nonchalantly flicked on the light switch.
On the wall just above the bed was a passionate blown-up photograph showing a naked couple in the throes of sex. After looking at the picture for several seconds, both Danny and Margie recognized that the two people in it were the Raineses.
The bed itself was huge, approximately twice as large at least as the bed that Danny and Margie shared at home. It was also shaped in a heart, and as Sally dropped her beautiful body on top of it, she looked up at her two guests and smiled brightly.
"This is our very own," she said. "A nice place to have fun."
Margie shot Danny a strange glance. He returned it. They couldn't figure out just what was going on.
"We like to occasionally invite another married couple over for some fun and games," Chuck Raines looked at Danny and smiled suggestively.
"You mean?" Margie asked, her face whitening.
"That's right, honey," Sally nodded. "We like to swap. And who could we find that we'd enjoy any better than this bull-moose stud of a husband of yours, the health club instructor with the body of a Greek god, and his beautiful and gorgeous wife, who looks like she keeps in very good shape herself."
As Danny Roberts looked at the captivating figure of Sally lying stretched out on the bed, his cock hardened instantly and he knew just how badly he wanted to have sex with her a second time. She was wearing a provocative black pantsuit which showed off every curvaceous line of her protuberant figure. As well endowed a female as he had ever laid eyes on, Danny could not help but want her a second time. He kept thinking back to the magnificent romp that they had enjoyed in the privacy of the health club that evening, and how his hard, formidable cock had ground and stabbed as it made its way into the passionate inner folds of her velvety vaginal flesh.
As for Margie, she was totally stunned beyond words. She would look at Danny, then stare at Sally and Chuck. It looked to Danny as if she might get up and run out of the room at any moment.
"Has everybody gone crazy in this place?" Margie asked in a high-pitched voice which was quavering with fear.
"No, darling, we just enjoy a good time," Chuck smiled.
Chuck nonchalantly began to remove his jacket, and then his shirt. He looked over at Danny.
"Come on, Danny, old man, get undressed," he prompted him. "We're gonna all have some fun. That's one nice advantage in having such a big bed. Plenty of room for everybody."
"You people are sick, damn it, you're absolutely sick," a fearful Margie began to shriek.
Chuck looked into her eyes calmly, then spoke. When he did it was in slow, measured tones, but with a certain air of authority. Danny could easily envision him captivating a jury with his golden tones.
"Honey, you don't understand the world the way that it's presently put together," Chuck said. "You're a beautiful woman and I know you've had many opportunities. I, therefore, figured that maybe you possessed a certain sophistication in these areas."
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that I could have been upset when I heard about something that happened the other afternoon over at the health club. Your husband and my wife found that they enjoyed each other's company."
"What kind of a lie is this?" Margie's face turned red.
"Chuck, shut up," Danny snapped, his fists clenching tightly.
"Easy, easy, old man," Chuck held up his hands restrainingly and chuckled. "No need to lose your temper. And don't even think of resorting to violence. That's a fool's way of settling things. Sally was telling me about everything. We don't keep things from each other. Not for very long, anyway. I knew that there was something on her mind and I dragged it out of her. But I didn't feel upset about it. Not at all."
"Is this madman telling the truth?" a tearful Margie asked her husband in a hysterical voice.
Danny hesitated for several moments before answering.
"I want the truth, I want the truth," Margie shrieked.
"Yes, we had sex," Danny finally admitted, his head dropping with great embarrassment.
"How could you do this to me?" Margie asked.
"I'll tell you something, Margie. You just haven't been giving me enough sex. I haven't been trying to complain or bug you, but that's just the way it's been. I'm awfully sorry to have to tell you this, but that I'm sure had a lot to do with me letting my guard down."
"No, that's just the point," Chuck shook his head. "It was only normal enough for you two kids to get together. Especially since I'd been off involved in that trial for so long. I've let this beautiful young woman alone for too much of the time. That was my mistake. But it's nothing we have to regret. As a matter-of-fact, I'm kind of happy it happened."
"What do you mean by that?" Margie asked incredulously.
"Here's what I mean. I'm saying that it opened up the path for a nice acquaintanceship involving all of us. For that I'm extremely happy."
"You are sick. You're all sick. I'm gonna leave," Margie said, her voice trembling, as were her hands.
Danny spontaneously stepped forward, reaching out and grabbing his wife by the waist, preventing her from leaving the room.
"Let me go, oh, let me go," she shouted with desperation.
As Danny held on to his wife, forcing her to remain in the bedroom of the Raineses, he watched the voluptuous blonde Sally Raines nonchalantly begin to remove her clothes.
Before long she was down to her black lace panties and matching bra. As Margie looked over at her with curiosity, Sally smiled pleasantly. There was a hypnotic radiance in her bright blue eyes that somehow was able to melt Margie's desperate resistance. Finally Danny was able to release his arms from his wife's body and she lost the desire to run out of the room.
"Now just hang loose, my dear, because you're gonna have a wonderful time," Sally winked at Margie.
Margie watched, as did the two men, while the captivatingly voluptuous Sally Raines reached out and casually undid her bra straps. They watched as her bra fell to the rug and her jutting, firm ivory breasts popped forward.
Realizing that she was occupying center stage, the blonde teased her audience in the manner of a shrewd burlesque performer. She reached down with both hands and let her fingers daintily slide against the elastic of her black lace panties. She even snapped the elastic several times against her ovaled stomach, laughing as she did so. Eventually she grabbed hold of the elastic with tight authority, pulling her panties down her thighs, and then to her ankles. Then she released them altogether, letting them drop to the rug as she extended her smooth, sleekly tapered alabaster legs.
While she lay there sprawled out on her back, her gorgeous nude body never looking lovelier, she reached down with her right hand and daintily slid her finger tips against the warm tufts of her slightly dampened blonde pubic hairs.
"This feels so very good," she looked into Margie's eyes and smiled. "Margie, baby, do you play with your pussy very often?"
"No," Margie snapped with embarrassment, turning her head away momentarily.
"Come on now. Don't be so uptight, darling. Just look down here. Look at where the action is. I've got a pussy. Sure, a nice, beautiful little pink pussy, one that rests under this beautiful muff of blonde pubic hairs. There's nothing wrong in any of this. You've got a pussy yourself. Don't forget about that. So just look at me rubbing my pretty pussy. You can rub yours any time. As a matter-of-fact, you ought to. You've got to learn to let yourself go, to relax a little more. That's the thing that your poor husband is concerned about. He's a very virile guy who needs lots of good fucking. Just look at me, darling."
Suddenly Margie's curiosity was revived as she slowly turned her head toward the scene of the action. She noticed that Sally was extending her legs even wider as her fingers kept on sliding inside of her fleecy pubic vee. At first she concentrated her finger attention strictly on her pubic hairs, but now she was grinding them ever so deeply inside of her hot mound. Every now and then she would reach down and let her fingers gently probe against her clitoris, which prompted her to heave deep sighs of impassioned ecstasy.
"Ahhh, this is a lot of fun," she told Margie. "It's really nice to just ease your finger over your clit, sweetheart. It's so much fun. I get the feeling that you're taking a lot of the fun out of your life. You're just not letting yourself go the way you ought to. You're beautiful. Don't be ashamed of your gorgeous body. Don't be afraid to put it on display like I'm doing right now."
Danny looked over at his lovely wife, observing her wide-eyed expression as she stared at Sally while she slid her fingers against her glistening pink inner folds of excited cunt flesh.
Every now and then Sally would break into a chorus of oohs and aahs as she kept on grinding her fingers into her tempestuous box.
CHAPTER TEN
While Danny watched the image of a sweltering Sally Raines gliding her fingers deep inside of her sensation-craving pussy, he knew that soon the juices would be exploding from it.
The thing he found particularly fascinating about what was happening was the way that his own beautiful wife was standing there in open-mouthed awe, watching as the lovely blonde lay in the center of the bed, panting loudly, grinding her sleek hips from side to side as she shoved her fingers into her sweltering, pink, moist mound.
A few strokes later the explosion occurred. Sally's buttocks bounced resoundingly against the bed as the gushing liquids bolted from her vagina and rolled down her leg.
"Now that was fun," Sally said when it was over. "Come here, Margie, darling. I want to tell you something."
Danny watched as his wife slowly stepped forward, looking much like an entranced being who was operating under a deep spell of hypnosis. Chuck Raines and Danny watched closely as Margie stood at the edge of the bed.
Sally leaned forward, reaching out and letting her arms encircle Margie's waist.
"Relax, hang loose," Danny could barely hear Sally's voice whisper. "Come on, darling. Just hang loose. Slide your body down on top of the bed."
Sally pulled Margie down into the bed with her, then quickly and rhythmically started to unbutton her bright red dress. Before long she was pulling it quickly over Margie's head. Even though Margie would utter sounds of protest, and her eyes would become wide with great confusion, it was apparent to Danny that she was definitely caught under Sally's spell, and that she did not really want to prevent her from removing her dress.
As soon as Sally discarded Margie's dress, she stared at her gorgeous body, which was covered now only by her white panties and matching bra.
Chuck immediately reached down and unzipped his trousers, pulling out his hard, excited cock, which he allowed his fingers tomove briskly against as they pumped up and down the turgid rigidity of his lengthy shaft.
"Just look at those two," Chuck exclaimed to Danny. "And look at that beautiful body that your gorgeous wife has. Oh, damned, I love every curvaceous line. She really is stacked. Damned, but she's stacked."
It took Sally very little time to remove Margie's panties and bra. Danny could easily see the ambivalence present on Margie's part. Occasionally she would call out to Sally and beg her to leave her alone.
"Oh, please, no more," she would cry out.
But there was a certain measure of authority lacking in her tone, which Sally along with the two men were able to discern. No, there was something that was being tapped within Margie, a restlessness and a seething desire for human contact.
Sally reached out with both hands and glided her fingers against her lovely guest's sensuous breasts. The crisper that her finger attack became, the more relaxed that Margie became as she lay back with her eyes staring at the gorgeous, panting woman who was doing all that she could to excite her.
While Margie continued to lie stretched on her back, an excited Sally attacked her voluptuous breasts with crisp, devastating tongue movements.
Back and forth her twisting tongue explored the firm, curvaceous cream-rich flesh, and with every spearing tongue stab, Margie's cunt became that much more excited as she felt the seething fires of anxiety shooting through it.
"You want it, you love it," Sally exclaimed. "You just needed to be coaxed a little, my dear."
Her tongue kept on grinding, driving back and forth as she worked it against Margie's breasts. When she finished the tits sucking, she reached down and made a grab for her coppery, suntanned thighs. At first Margie's legs kicked in opposition as the ambivalence once more returned.
"Relax, take it easy," Sally implored. "I'm gonna give you some terrific sensations, sweetheart. You need this. You need it badly."
After parting her legs, Sally pushed her tongue against her gorgeous lover's thighs. She would alternate between her left and right, driving her tongue with an all-consuming passion as it scraped against the firmness of Margie's slender brown legs.
Following a few more sensuous strokes directed against her thighs, Sally decided it was time to explore a new target. As her fingers reached out and pressed sharply against the cushiony softness of her lover's ass cheeks, she then ground her tongue forward, allowing it to push its way into the hairless cleft which separated her searing ass cheeks.
Margie was unable to suppress a loud, sensuous gasp, which erupted the moment that the beautiful blonde slid her warm, wet, red digit into her asshole. At first she tickled and teased her with her pressing tongue strokes, saving the urgent contact for later, preferring to let things gradually evolve.
"If that wife of mine can't bring a woman out, nobody can," Chuck Raines looked over at Danny and grinned broadly.
Danny observed how Chuck was eagerly pumping at his cock, and so Danny decided that there was no need for him to remain inhibited either. He quickly removed his clothes, after which he reached down and slid his fingers with steady proficiency along the firm, rigid base of his sweltering, blue-veined cock.
"You see, aren't we having a beautiful evening together?" Chuck looked over at Danny and grinned. "This is just the beginning. Once that Sally gets Margie on track, then we can trade partners. I can have Margie and you can have Sally."
"That sounds fine by me," Danny said.
Danny noticed that Chuck was speaking in a low enough tone so that the preoccupied Margie could not hear him. It probably would have been a jolt at that point to be thinking beyond the act at hand and the fervent embraces of a man who was someone other than her husband. But the way that Margie was compromising herself and throwing caution to the winds in a rising crescendo of wild-eyed excitement led Danny to the inescapable conclusion that she would indeed be ready to compromise herself further. He thought about what would have happened had a man like Chuck or anyone else come to him only a few days earlier and suggested they have sex with his wife. How he would have pummeled the guy with his rock-hard fists. But now he thought about things in a completely different way. Yes, he realized, Margie wasn't the only one who could obtain an education over the course of the last week.
By then Margie's perspiration-laden body was a series of panting and writhing moans and groans as the beautiful blonde kept on driving her steady, piercing red tongue into the inner fires of Margie's furnace-like asshole. She was now driving her tongue in all the way, stepping up the pace, moving it with flowing authority as it kept on slashing and twisting high and deep inside of her hot, cavernous hole.
"What an ass lick," Margie sighed, her face constantly reddening in a state of sensual enthusiasm.
Ever so brilliantly her lover kept on pushing her tongue deep inside of Margie's anus. It delighted Sally to know that she was bringing this woman out and performing a service for Danny as well. Although, by that point in time, her aspirations were mainly of a selfish nature. She thought about how delicious her lover's pussy juice would taste once that she ground every droplet of it out of her warm, compliant pussy.
Several stirring ass sucks later, Sally released her tongue from Margie's asshole. She pushed it forward, allowing it to carom and slide against her now dampened red pussy hairs.
"It tickles, ah, how it tingles me," Margie exclaimed breathlessly. "Your tongue. Your beautiful tongue. It's driving me wild."
While Sally's tongue kept on teasing her dampened pubic locks, she reached down and let her fingers glide up and down Margie's twisting, writhing legs. Margie loved the double sensations of getting her pubic hairs tickled with Sally's tantalizing tongue while her fingers simultaneously explored her firm, richly sensuous legs.
Eventually Sally removed her tongue from Margie's tantalized pubic bush.
"Now for the biggest sensation of all," Sally told her.
"Ah, you're gonna go down on my pussy. I'm gonna love it. Darling, suck me. Suck my snatch. I'm so sorry that I gave you a hard time in the beginning."
"It wasn't really all that bad," Sally smiled philosophically. "Just wait, darling. I'm gonna give you thrills you never dreamed possible."
Sally immediately sought to prove her point. She reached out with her fingers and once again let them glide up and down her eager lover's thighs.
She listened to the loud, gasping sounds that kept emanating from the lovely Margie. It was obvious to Sally that she had loosened her up as much as one woman could another. Now it was just a question of finishing her off with a dynamic fusillade of twisting tongue strokes inside of her moist, savory twat.
Her tongue took dead aim on the dewy cuntal petals of her aroused lover. She pushed her tongue slowly at first, making certain that she ground it against her clitoris. Before long, however, Sally was eagerly stepping up the pace and grinding her tongue with exquisite swiftness, propelling it sharply as it kept on pushing and twisting inside of her pink, moist vagina.
"Come on, suck her cunt out," Chuck exclaimed, his body quivering with wild empathy.
Danny could see just how eager Chuck was to launch into some sex thrills of his own with beautiful Margie after Sally finished with her.
The faster that Sally ground her tongue inside of Margie's sensation craving pussy, the louder that Margie gasped and begged. It was obvious just how closely she had been propelled to the moment of a steaming orgasm.
A few twisting stabs later, Margie heaved a deep sigh. The juices toppled from her flaming pussy and into her lover's mouth.
"Eat every drop of it," Chuck called out. "You deserve it, Sally honey. You've done a great job of sucking. Yes, get every drop of the stuff."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Now that Sally Raines had broken the ice with Margie, it was apparent that the lovely redhead had loosened up and was ready to do a lot more.
Seeking to seize upon her advantage, Sally reached out and threw her arms around her lover's trim waist. She pushed her burning tongue forward, allowing it to drive like a steely piston as it slid back and forth inside of Margie's mouth.
While the two men watched with great interest, the women maintained solid impact as their burning tongues kept on driving with vivid authority against each other for several long moments.
It was Margie who released her tongue finally from Sally's mouth, and as her eyes widened, Sally could see an expression of mounting lust etching itself on her face.
"Honey, stick with me and I'll really show you the ropes," the beautiful blonde smiled.
Sally threw her body downward, allowing it to position itself directly across from Margie's slightly quivering form. The girls had their tongues perched only a scant few inches away from each other's cunt.
"Let's suck each other right at the same time," Sally told her breathlessly. "We'll make it a really great sixty-niner, honey."
"I don't know. I'm hot enough to want to do anything, but I've never done that before."
"There's no need to worry about any of it," Sally told her, sliding her fingers reassuringly down her lover's flaming red hair.
"Okay, whatever you say," Margie replied. "I do feel-this tremendous surge of excitement. I just can't hold back what I feel. It's so wonderful."
"You see what can happen when you let yourself go."
Margie nodded. She lay stretched out, watching as Sally pushed her twisting tongue forward, letting it begin to slide soothingly as it made its way inside of her moist, lust-craving joy pit.
The men watched with great interest as Margie's legs extended and then began to quiver sharply under the searing impetus of her lover's flaming tongue.
Eventually Margie worked up enough nerve to launch into some sucking of her own. She pushed her tongue steadily forward, allowing it to assertively make its way inside of Sally's smoldering pink pussy folds. At first she worked her tongue slowly, seeking to get the hang of something new, but as her tongue kept on driving with determined impact, working with great skill and desire as it swept ardently inside of her searing joy pit, the closer that they simultaneously moved to the state of ecstatic orgasm.
Ever so earnestly they continued to wind with their probing tongues, and finally Sally reached the point where she could withstand no more of that kind of wild, whip-lashing tongue activity. Her buttocks wiggled several times as the juices started to cannonade from her devastated pussy and into her lover's searing mouth. Even though it was something new to the lovely Margie, she kept her tongue pistoning sharply, driving it steadily inside of her lover's flaming love pit as she swallowed the final few droplets of the juice.
When Margie released her tongue from Sally's cunt, she lay back and let out a gasp, spreading her legs even wider than before, letting her flouncing buttocks move with resplendent zeal as they twisted sharply, responding to each and every accommodating tongue stroke that her love employed.
A few dazzling tongue strokes later, the splashing droplets of hot goo shot from Margie's salacious slit and into her lover's all-devouring mouth.
"You're so good, the way you attacked me with your tongue," Margie swooned. "My darling. Yes, go get it. Every drop of the hot stuff. How I love it. How I love your hot tongue."
Now that the women had had a sufficient go at each other, the men were unwilling to be contained any longer.
Stepping forward immediately was Chuck Raines, whose fingers moved up and down his searing ramrod as he stood just a few inches away from the beautiful Margie.
"Just look at what I've got here between my legs," he said. "Your old man and my beautiful wife made it, and so we can make it, too. We'll enjoy a beautiful swapping relationship."
Chuck eased his body downward into the bed, his thighs shaking somewhat as he looked down once again at his blue-veined stiffness. This time he released his fingers from his cock. He pointed toward his solid instrument.
"Come on, move your fingers up and down it," he said. "Play with my cock and balls."
Although Margie's fingers accommodatingly glided up and down the rigid base of handsome Chuck's phallus a few times, she then decided to slide her fingers around his bloated testicles. Every time that her fingers sank against the scorching folds of crinkly flesh, he would heave a louder gasp than the time before. He was enchanted by every quick, flinging finger stroke that she planted against his leathery testicles.
"That's the way I like it," he smiled.
Margie continued to employ her fingers with savage determination against his warm, bloated nuts. Finally he decided to make a request.
"Okay, start your tongue working," he told her. "You're gonna suck me off. Come on, eat me. Eat my big prick."
Margie's heart pounded with inexorable determination as she pushed her tongue forward, letting it savagely attack the orbs of his bloated balls. While her tongue worked slowly but surely, sliding back and forth against his hot nuts, she worked her fingers against the blue-veined stiffness of his skewering cock.
"That's it," he nodded, "I love it. You can do it. I knew you could all along. Come on, let's really get into it."
He watched as the saliva began to steadily accumulate in his balloon-like nuts. The quicker that her churning tongue worked against his lust-bloated balls, the closer that he was pushed to the state of a steaming climax. As the raging genital heat continued within him, his frenzied balls expanded some more under the skewering tongue activity that the now seething Margie sent forth.
"Damned, come on, keep playing with my cock," Chuck Raines exclaimed, his body flouncing excitedly on top of the bed.
Her fingers worked up and down against the enormity of his bulbous cock for a few strokes more. After she released her tongue from his testicles, Margie moved it against the fervent tip of his blue-veined, thick meatiness.
This time his face began to redden and droplets of perspiration slid down both sides of his face. His muscles became taut and hard as he got ready to explode the flaming white droplets of his searing penis fluid from the end of his hard, devastated joy stick.
He watched the way that his lover's lust-contorted mouth attacked his skewering nod. Up and down her head conscientiously bobbed as she pushed him ever nearer the brink of a wild and determined climax.
She kept pumping her tongue up and down on him like a sex machine, sending forth a deep-thrusting rhythm of quick, piercing strokes, pushing him ever nearer to that great moment that he was anticipating.
Every now and then her fingers would reach out and clutch tightly against the bloated folds of his searing testicle flesh.
While this spirited activity continued, Danny Roberts watched in a state of near disbelief. He could scarcely conceive of what was happening with his own beautiful wife, who previously had been so fearful about engaging in any kind of extended sex at all. But something had triggered her sensual impulses, and now there she was, her determined red tongue grinding up and down against the blue-veined thickness of Chuck Raines's steely shaft. By then Chuck was panting like a steam engine, his whole body shaking as he was propelled ever nearer to the state of a spine-tingling orgasm.
Margie's fingers reached down once more and gripped sharply against his crinkly, hairy balls. She squeezed tightly, her tongue going to work a few more times, pushing her lover that much nearer to the state of a spine-tingling orgasm.
His body hunched forward several times as he felt the first few droplets of his flowing liquid begin to spurt from the end of his cock. It made him feel good to be releasing some of his sensual onslaught, and as he got set to release the main body of his gushing load, his hands reached out and stroked up and down Margie's hair.
"Come on, keep that tongue clasping against my prick," he called out with great excitement. "You're really a cock sucker once you set your mind to it. Come on, honey. Just keep grinding that tongue of yours. Push it. Come on, push it up and down against my prick. Get me off. Yes, get me off. You're gonna do it. What a job you're doing. Suck me. Come on, suck it all out of me."
His flouncing ass cheeks rotated even more speedily than before as he watched his attentive lover drive her blazing tongue against the thick rigidity of his vast stem. Her fingers reached down and once more clutched at his balls. As she held on tightly, squeezing seemingly for dear life, he felt those wild aching sensations in his balls, which he knew were indicating unmistakably just how close he was to exploding a vast collection of thick, white semen.
"Get set," was his final warning.
Chuck's body tightened once more. The spurting droplets of hot, white fluid began to descend voluminously from the end of his long, thick organ.
His hips flipped back and forth as he watched the cascading procession of searing white penis fluid continue to spray from the end of his hot, determined dagger and into her mouth.
Margie's tongue wielded with resplendent grace, driving emphatically as she sought to corral every straying droplet of his voluminous cock spray.
While the explosion continued, Chuck let his fingers slide up and down Margie's back. He kept watching the manner in which her excited tongue would roll and twist as she captured the juicy liquid. Several droplets rolled down both sides of her face, but she managed to catch all the rest as she went after his hot liquid spray.
"Keep it going," he said. "Just keep your tongue gliding. Come on, suck it real nice. Go get every drop of the stuff. How I love it. This is great. Eat me. Yes, eat my prick. How I love it. Oh, damned, can you ever suck, baby."
His fingers moved up and down her back a few more times. After that Chuck began to relax as he felt the final few drops of his stampeding load spurt from the end of his long, decisive prick and into her mouth.
When she removed her tongue from his at least temporarily satisfied prick, Chuck patted her on top of the head, then looked over at a pensive Danny Roberts, who had been taking in the entire event with an expression of curious concern.
"I guess that wife of yours can cut loose when she feels like it," Chuck chided her mildly.
"It sure looks like it."
"You look a little surprised."
"I am. She hasn't put out like that in a long time."
"I don't know what got into me," a dumbfounded Margie shook her head. "All I know is that when I was going at it with Sally something snapped and I couldn't seem to get enough of any of it. It was like I'd suddenly turned into a sex glutton."
"There's no need to feel funny about that," Chuck laughed. "That's sometimes the way that it happens. Especially with truly sexy people. You know, you're a sex machine, honey, whether you recognize it or not. You just had to be tuned in correctly. But now that you have been, you're unstoppable."
"I can't say," Margie replied. "All I know is that this whole thing confuses me."
"Don't let it," Sally asserted. "All you've got to remember, honey, is that you had a good time. You let yourself go and that was the important thing."
Margie still looked more than a little baffled as she lay stretched out on the bed. .
At that same moment in time, Danny's eyes were captivated by the beautiful sight of Sally as she stretched out in the middle of the bed. One beautiful woman was apparently giving way to another. Danny's smoldering testicles and long, hard cock needed some rapid release, and when he looked into the beautiful blonde's eyes he could see just how eager she was to accommodate him.
CHAPTER TWELVE
As Sally looked into Danny's eyes and gave him a come-hither glance, she could see the expression of total physical commitment.
In addition, she was able to discern the intensity that he felt. It was quite obvious as his athletic body sprang forward, moving toward her on the bed, that he was in one of those no-nonsense moods where he had to get his fuck as swiftly as possible.
When his knees landed with a lurid thump on the bed, an ever-accommodating Sally Raines reached out and let her fingers slide up and down the firm, rigid base of his phallic tool. She loved toying with his joy stick, enjoying every solitary stroke that she sent forth as she let her fingers plunge against his hot, excited prick.
"Does this ever excite me," Sally grinned. "I like to turn on one big bull stud of a man."
"You're gonna get a hell of a lot more than you bargained for," he replied.
"That's good. If there's anything I like, it's a good wild fuck."
He looked down at his hard, jackhammer cock, anticipating the moment when his grinding penis would spring forth. But for the moment he was content to allow her to rub her fingers against its mammoth rigidity.
When the beautiful Sally finally released her fingers from Danny's hot, sensation-laden cock, he could feel more pronouncedly than ever those shimmering waves of anxiety ranging from his ballooned balls to his lust-coated cock. The twitching sensations were driving him into a state of ever-fervent anxiety.
He reflected momentarily before making his next move. Suddenly he became dominated with one thought. Just how gorgeous and sexy this beautiful woman's behind was, and how eagerly he had responded as he had watched it twist restlessly during the course of her fuck with his beautiful wife Margie.
His fingers reached down and fastened against the rock-like tip of his hot, tumid shaft. Up and down his fingers appreciatively pumped, grinding against the searing rigidity of his enormous stem. When he released his fingers from his cock, he reached out with the first three fingers of his right hand.
As Sally lay stretched out on her back, looking up at him curiously, trying to anticipate what the next moment would hold, he pushed his fingers forward and let them slide into the outer edges of her anus. Her hips twisted as she felt the friction from his rampaging fingers. At first they maneuvered slowly around the opening to her anus, but before long he was pumping and twisting with everything that he could muster, sliding his solidly assertive fingers into the tight inner depths of her anal passage as she wiggled her hot buns and heaved a loud, gasping sigh.
"This really stings," she exclaimed. "You're really moving your fingers."
"Of course I am. I like your hot ass. I'm gonna give it a real workout."
"That's about the only part of me that's unseasoned."
"I can't believe you haven't had a cock up there."
"I have, but not very often."
"Why not?"
"That can really hurt. I raise a howl if a guy wants to do that."
"You can believe that," Chuck chimed in as he watched the action from a few feet away. "Occasionally I'll get drunk enough and bold enough to want to try it, but this little lady gives me quite a bit of static."
"After all, I don't like the idea of getting attacked in my asshole by a long, hard cock," she shook her head. "It's bad enough getting finger fucked like this."
"Come on now. You don't consider this bad," Danny grinned.
"In a certain way it is, and in another way it isn't. It does hurt. But I'm trying to live with it."
"Come on now. You're gonna enjoy it. The harder that I hammer you with my fingers, the more excited you'll get."
Confidently Danny continued his searing finger attack, driving them hard and deep up between her hairless cleft and into the tight inner passage of her anal sheath.
He noticed the way that his lover's legs started to tighten as she responded dramatically to his piercing finger thrusts. The longer that the attack continued, the more accustomed she became to what was happening. Even though at first she had responded in a negative fashion, now she was beginning to enjoy it, to savor the crisp, effective finger thrusts that he sent into the piercing inner depths of her asshole.
"Just look at that, will you?" Danny looked over at Chuck and grinned. "Now she's starting to react to it in stride."
Even though she would let out a painful grunt every now and then whenever Danny would slip his fingers in too deeply, he could also tell that she was enjoying it from the looks of ecstasy that would surface on her face. Every now and then she would throw her head back and heave a deep sigh while his fingers kept on driving, inserting with great depth and meaning into her asshole.
When Danny finally withdrew his fingers from her anus, he knew he was ready to move on to the next phase of the action.
"Okay, get ready, because I'm gonna fuck your asshole," Danny announced dramatically.
"Please, not that. I'll give you anything else. I'm more than happy to give you anything else. Right now I'm as horny as hell. But let's not have any of that. Come on, don't fuck my asshole."
"You quiet down now, little girl," Danny laughed.
He reached out arid made a grab for her curvaceous, firm buttocks. He squeezed and twisted the resilient skin, pinching it until he heard her let out a painful gasp.
"This is my kind of fucking," he told her. "I'm gonna drive that crisp prick of mine up between your hot buns."
"Go ahead," Chuck called out encouragingly. "Hammer her hard, Danny. I'm glad to see you making that kind of headway. Screw her asshole. Really get tough. Hammer her with your long prick."
"Don't worry. When I get started doing something like this, I always finish the job," Danny assured Chuck.
His fingers glided against the soft, sensuous sheen of her alabaster buttocks for a few more strokes. Eventually his fingers moved downward toward her thighs. With the same degree of crisp rigidity his fingers squeezed and kneaded the warm flesh. He noticed that occasionally she would attempt to withdraw her body, seeking to pull it back away from him, but whenever that happened he would make certain to clutch that much more tightly with his fingers.
Eventually he threw her legs dramatically over his shoulders, staring down at her enticing anal slit.
"I'm gonna pole-axe your asshole and furthermore, you're gonna enjoy every bit of it," Danny emphatically prophesied.
At first she tried to jerk free of his grasp, but it soon became apparent to her that she was overpowered and there was nothing she could do. Sally wondered if she ought to seek some assistance from her husband, do what she could to persuade him to call Danny off, but she realized that that just wouldn't work. Chuck's eyes were dancing with joyful merriment and she recognized that he enjoyed the idea of her being put in her place by this hard-driving health instructor.
He shoved his long, excited shaft up between her swelling hips and into her anus, which wiggled in lewd circles as she heaved a loud sigh.
Even though the first stabbing penetration hurt her, there was an unmistakable fiery glow which tempestuously surged through her body as he drove his stiff shaft inside of her asshole.
He withdrew his thick, steady pole every bit as quickly as he had asserted it. Danny gritted his teeth, then prepared to shove it forward. He did so, grinding it across the backs of her shaking thighs, then into her wiggling, unprotected bottom.
"Ohhh, ohhh, that hurts," she gulped.
"Certainly it does. But you'll love it. It's the kind of pain that ultimately produces pleasure."
Even though Sally kept on moaning, Danny was undismayed as he kept on pushing his pulpy glans up between her tense, twisting ass cheeks and into the tight little hairless cleft of her asshole.
Certainly he would ignore her feeble pleas. She was only too well aware of the fact that he was going to keep on fucking her until every drop of his cock juice had ignited from the end of his surging tool.
He kept pressing forward, and each ounce of pressure weakened her further as he wedged his firm crown of flesh deeper into her, imbedding it inside of her asshole.
"You're gonna pop like a firecracker once you get used to this," Chuck laughed. "You're just a spoiled girl, sweetheart. You've got to get used to taking a nice hard cock inside of your asshole. Damned, do I ever love pounding it inside of you. This is my idea of fucking. Beautiful fucking."
All the while, she found it impossible to deny the awful, obscene spark that was burning within her as she stared into Danny's eyes. He looked like a man totally possessed, concentrating on just one objective, that of enjoying his sexual onslaught to the ultimate.
Danny grinned down at Sally crookedly as he started a series of powerful, upward coital thrusts that sucked the breath out of Sally's tortured but excited body as his huge penis forged its way ever deeper inside of her asshole.
"Just keep shaking your sweet butt, baby," Danny laughed eagerly. "This makes it nice for both of us. Wiggle and jerk. That's it. It gives me a hell of a lot tighter fuck."
His sturdy fingers pinched playfully at her firm, writhing buttocks as Sally kept groaning and her body continued reacting to his scorching, emphatic cock stabs.
Sally could scarcely believe just how hard this man was fucking her. By then he was driving his sturdy, unyielding instrument into her sphincter muscle, pushing it hard and fast, riding his meaty erection all the way into her rectal tissues. Despite the fact that he was basically a congenial, nice guy, there was something of the unbridled animal in him as he battered her time and again with his piston-like strokes from his scorching rod.
"You're so damned big," she moaned as the grunting Danny kept on humping her.
By then, despite the stinging pain that she received from his battering intrusions, the beautiful young blonde was looking at things in a different light. There was something of the recklessness in this man that absolutely sent her into a wild sea of erotic desire. The harder that he fucked her, the more overwhelmed she became in her state of passionate bliss. She started reacting to his stinging intrusions by flinging her ass cheeks back and forth, rotating them effectively as she let his hard shaft stir in her asshole until she wanted to scream.
Sally started mashing her pelvic arch against the rock-hard base of his heavy, cannonading cock. The sharp, demanding movements that she made prompted her to feel more pain, but she wasn't about to let that bother her, not by that point. Maybe he was tormenting her with his steaming cudgel, but her frenzied writhing was pushing her into that much greater a state of receptivity as she flung her upturned ass toward him and his punishing prick.
Her fevered whispers became a thin, shaking scream as Sally's aroused lover's slick glans kept invading the deep and bubbling grip of her rectal cavity.
"You're so big, so damned big," she panted. "You can kill a woman with that hot stick of yours."
"No, I'm just interested in fucking," he laughed.
Sally's whimpering moan rang in Danny's ears, but he wasn't about to pay the slightest bit of attention to it. He kept slamming his rock-hard prick in and out of her, torturing her with the delicious sensations as his gnarled blood-engorged member pulled and scrubbed against the slick walls of her anal sheath.
She moaned and pulled back from the obscene delights of this Jekyll and Hyde mentality who was now fucking her as he would some maniacal truck-stop whore. Her quivering bottom bucked backward and she moaned again and again as she collided with the stinging pole of flesh that kept on violating her rectum. All the while her rock-hard little clit was mashed flat against him.
While his hands teased and excited her, Danny's panted comments stung and lashed at her, leaving her totally confused. He liked to provide her with a lot of loud sex talk.
"Sure, you're a little bitch, but you love it," Danny told her. "You're a bitch in the nicest sense of the term."
"Yes, she is," Chuck called out. "I know you mean that as a compliment."
"Sure I do," a grunting Danny confirmed with a vigorous nod. Just look at that ass. Your wife loves this. You just have to make her see the light. Like I'm doing right now."
"You're sure punishing her with your big prick," Chuck said. "I'm impressed, damned impressed."
"I'm impressed with her," Danny exclaimed. "She's tight. Damned but she's tight. What a beautiful asshole she's got."
Despite the shame that she felt over having her husband and her relentlessly pursuing lover discuss her in such terms, Sally was unable to deny the twisted pride she felt when she heard the two men referring to her as a hot sexual commodity. Even though he was putting her through the wringer with his long, piercing penis strokes, Sally couldn't help but feel a measure of gratitude over what was happening as well as pride over the fact that Danny was finding her that appealing.
Danny gripped the fleshy cheeks of her hot ass, stretching them wide as he strained and thrust, trying to fill her stinging anal passage to the ultimate with his bloated prick. She whined as he gained yet another half an inch, stretching her even wider as the pummeling and tormenting attack continued.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The longer that Danny screwed Sally with his stiff, meaty cock, the more determined and confident that the handsome health instructor grew.
He could see that he was filling her with a good deal of pleasure with every plunging, thrusting stab that he sent into the fiery inner depths of her bowels.
His man meat kept on driving sensually as he pounded it relentlessly into her steaming bowels.
"It's so big it's splitting me apart," she grunted. "You son-of-a-bitch. You fucker. Damned, you're a fucker."
Now she was behaving in the manner of a low, mindless whore, but Sally couldn't help herself. Indeed, she didn't even want to. Every now and then she would look over at Margie, who was staring speechlessly at her. It was obvious that Margie was considerably less experienced than herself, and as such was more than a little shocked by what was taking place. All the same, she was hypnotically entranced and never once lost her eye contact with the spectacle that was taking place on the bed.
Sally let out a throat-tearing scream as she observed her husband landing with a lurid plop on top of the bed.
"Let's make it a double fuck," Chuck looked at his friend and smiled. "I'll go after her pussy while you're fucking her asshole."
"That's one hell of an idea."
Danny kept on thrusting his steaming man meat deep inside of Sally's sweltering bowels. Her husband moved in front of the savagely pumping health instructor. The sophisticated lawyer grinned lewdly, then hammered with his thick stem, watching as it found his gorgeous wife's bubbling clit. At the same moment in time Danny's swollen pecker kept slowly pressing forward into the yielding circle of her ravaged asshole.
Sally felt filled to the bursting point. There was no more room in either one of her tortured openings, but still they came on, driving their stiff prongs greedily, seeking to attain as much as possible in the way of hammering uncompromising fuck sensations.
"Just look at this little bitch," Chuck grunted. "Danny, boy, she wants it. She sure does want it."
Sally's tongue was protruding from her open mouth, as if that would make more room inside of her for a cock. She thought about the fact that if only there had been another man in the room, no doubt at that moment he would be slamming his resounding pecker deep inside of her mouth.
Her fingers and toes clawed at the mattress beneath her as she felt the dual sensations of Danny's cock slamming into her asshole and her husband Chuck's stiff prick dominating her tight cunt.
She let out a gasp and writhe as Danny's long stinging cock began to back away from her, then pressed in again, starting a slow, maddening movement of the sodomy act all over again. He then began to dramatically step up his pace, making his wrist-thick shaft pop and gurgle inside of her sweltering bowels.
Each stroke was a little deeper and more painful than the one before, but through it all she could feel those quivering waves of sensation in her cunt. Each movement of the two shafts in her made her wail and lose more of her grip on sanity. Strange, thick pain swirled within her and Sally began to grow delirious during the course of the sensation-filled fuck. She twisted in insane pleasure as her naked body began to feed on the raw pain, growing stronger and more real with each shattering stroke of the punishing cocks.
"You guys are real bastards, sadistic bastards," the beautiful young blonde called out. "This is vile and you love every bit of it."
"We sure do," Chuck grunted. "And I'll tell you something, sweetheart. You like it as well."
"That she does," Danny nodded.
"You guys are so smart you know everything," Sally hissed. "Okay, keep on fucking me. I guess that's what we're here for."
As uninhibited as Sally thought herself to be, this was something unlike anything she could have anticipated. Never in her wildest dreams had she conceived of having her ass saturated with a thick, grinding cock while her cunt was being stabbed with another one.
A bubbling moan tore suddenly from her throat as Sally felt the hard prick widen in her a little more as it stirred deep in her bowels.
"What an ass," Danny grunted.
Danny gripped her ass cheeks ever so tightly. The sharper that he clung to them, the deeper that he seemed to dig his unyielding joy stick as it rammed and twisted deep inside of her asshole.
All the while, her handsome husband kept on driving his thick, swelling prong deep inside of her cunt. She felt Danny's balls slapping against the nether cheeks of her ass as he pumped and pushed ever closer. Sally squirmed more quickly than before and she heard loud, desperate gasping sounds emanating, from the handsome Danny.
"I'm there, I'm there," Danny announced.
At that moment she felt the hot blast of his thick, juicy cum squirting into her. The sticky semen soothed the pain, oiling her hotly. As she flipped her hips back and forth, she closed her eyes momentarily and enjoyed the frantic, sucking grip of her bubbling anus.
Moments later Danny released his cock from her asshole, watching as a determined Chuck drove into the closing stages of his fuck.
She let out a loud mewl and shook her hips ever so freely. The panting blonde was aware of the hollow, stretched feeling of her torn, ravaged anus, but somehow it seemed worth it judging from all the sensations she had derived.
As for now she had to see to it that Chuck derived the ultimate from ravaging her pussy. His fingers reached down and clenched tightly against her flailing breasts. They undulated wildly, sweeping upward like two tent poles as he held on to her firm, white folds of flesh. Soon his fingers were digging sharply and pressing against her rose-petalled nipples as his stinging cock kept on slashing, moving sharply as he propelled it deep inside of her wet vaginal walls.
She gripped him painfully tight with the insides of her smooth thighs as she felt her ecstasy climb to the pinnacle of a wanton climax.
Her body was taut, every muscle, every pore attuned to his wild, devastating ascent into the realm of forbidden lustful ecstasy. After a few more jolting strokes, she knew that she could no longer hold back the flood tide of ecstatic orgasm that seethed within her.
"Come on, keep fucking me," she called out. "Yes, here I go. Damned, I'm juicing. Sweetheart, keep fucking me. Stick your prick inside me."
Chuck's jack-hammer cock kept on driving at a relentless pace, slashing and stabbing as he worked it deep inside of her sweltering cunt. As his stiff staff kept on making penetrating contact with the oily walls of her vagina, she recognized just how exciting a fuck Chuck could be once that he got away from his work and relaxed a little.
He shifted his finger attention suddenly and dramatically from her nipples to her ass cheeks. He squeezed and twisted his fingers, emulating the same movements that the sex-starved Danny had exhibited only a few seconds before.
While Chuck moved that much nearer to the state of a resounding climax, he looked over at Margie and smiled. She turned her head away, looking completely stunned by the whole episode. She felt like it was something out of a dream. It was almost inconceivable for her to fathom that she was not only seeing something that was absolutely real, but that she had been a participant only a few minutes earlier.
Chuck's charging cock kept on relentlessly detonating his lovely wife's scorching pussy. She flipped her hips accommodatingly from side to side, watching as the final few droplets of her orgasmic juice shot. Now it was only a question of how long it would take before the spray of hot white jism would explode from the end of Chuck's thundering organ.
Several times Chuck slapped his lover's ass cheeks, heaving a sigh as he reached back for something extra. He pumped his grinding cock into her as deeply as he knew how, then heaved one loud last sigh as the juices shot from the end of his stirring, electrified shaft.
"Damned, bull's-eye," he grunted. "That's my kind of fucking. Damned, a beautiful fuck."
He kept on gasping until the final few drops of his long, excitement-electrified cock had exploded its juices. After that he rolled off of his wife, seeking to catch his breath.
"Do I ever feel fucked out," Sally laughed. "But it's a beautiful experience."
"At first you acted like you didn't want Danny's cock in your asshole," Chuck rolled over on his left elbow and grinned. "I had a feeling that once you got the hang of it you'd like it."
"My ass is still sore," she said. "Probably will be for days."
"It was still worth it, though, wasn't it?" Danny looked at her with complete earnestness.
"Yes, my dear. You're a magnificent cocksman. That gorgeous young lady over there is very lucky. By the way, darling, you've turned awfully quiet on us."
"I don't have anything more to say," Margie shrugged self-consciously.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
At first Danny Roberts had been extremely pleased over all that had happened at the Raines's wild swapping party.
He had concluded that what Margie really needed was to get her sex appetites expanded, and now that she had had some experience letting herself go in the throes of wild sexual activity, she would be much more easily manageable at home and far more compliant as far as responding to his sexual requests.
That evening after leaving the Raines's home, Danny noticed that his beautiful red-haired wife was extremely quiet all the way home. Several times he had made comments, generally of a trivial conversational nature, but on each occasion she would either nod or respond with a few perfunctory words.
At first Danny did not take her lack of communication as being anything indicative of how she really felt. He recognized that Margie had been through a good deal that evening, and that she had justifiable reason to feel quite tired.
The next day, however, her silence became compounded with a morose attitude. A few times she went into her room and Danny could hear the sounds of her controlled sobbing. It was obvious that Margie was doing her best not to be heard, but just as obvious that she was crying.
It bothered Danny a good deal that Margie was behaving in such a strange manner. During the last crying episode he decided to burst into the bedroom and confront her, seeing if he couldn't put her doubts and sorrows to rest.
"What's the matter, honey?" he asked, looking down at his trembling wife with great concern.
The beautiful redhead had her head buried in her hands at the moment. She looked up at him in a state of shock.
"Who asked you to come in here?" she asked in a high-pitched, threatening tone.
"Nobody. I'm just trying to help."
"Oh, sure. You're trying to help. You're always trying to help. The only thing you're concerned about is what's dangling between your legs. I'm no better than an entertaining sex object. Something that you abuse. Something you can wipe your feet on any time you feel like it. I'm getting tired of it. Awfully tired of it."
"Just what the hell are you talking about?" Danny snapped.
"That ordeal last night," she sobbed once more unrestrainedly, a bitter expression on her face as she twisted her lips with great tension. "You arranged that whole thing. I'm sure of it."
"What makes you say that?"
"Because it bore the stamp of tastelessness that you're always exhibiting when it comes to sex," she snarled angrily.
"That's one hell of a damned lousy accusation," Danny shrieked with disgust. "Not only is it a lousy accusation but it doesn't happen to be true."
"Oh, doesn't it now?"
"No, it doesn't. If I'd been that demanding and that insistent a seeker of steady ass, I would have given you up several weeks ago."
"Oh, so now it's all coming out. I've been inadequate. Is that it?"
"That's your term, not mine. All I'm saying is that you could have been more accommodating. The whole atmosphere around here would have been a lot more relaxing. You sure knew how to respond whenever I'd stick my tongue up your cunt, but when it came to you going down on my prick or even letting me shove off inside your pussy, then you'd suddenly grow tired. You'd suddenly grow disinterested. It was a damned selfish attitude if you ask me."
"Stop using all those vulgar words."
"They're not vulgar. They're just good fucking words. And I resent your attitude. You're acting like you're little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes. I get sick of that crap. Why can't you act like a wife like you used to?"
"Oh, I see. Now I'm not even acting like a wife. By the way, who keeps house for you and who fixes the meals? Have you forgotten that?"
"No, I haven't forgotten it," he sighed with exasperation, "and, believe me, I appreciate that. I appreciate your many fine qualities, dear, but the one thing that I've found the most frustrating, though, is the way that you turn off in sex. I wish that we could establish a more desirable arrangement from my standpoint."
"Like humping me every night?"
"I didn't say that. But I am a hot man, and I do need my release. I wish that you would think of that."
"I've tried to, but frankly you reach the point at times where you disgust me. What demands you make. What an aggressive beast you can become. Like introducing me to those terrible people."
"They're not terrible people. They're a couple of fine people. Some of the top people in the community, in fact."
"Yes, I was fooled by that, too, at first," she snarled disgustedly, "but the difference between us is that I was able to figure out the way that things really were. Those terrible people. All they can think about is their animal lusts. That's why I guess you got along so well with them."
"I just don't understand you," Danny shook his head. "You were having yourself such a time of it. As a matter-of-fact, you just couldn't seem to get enough of Chuck Raines's cock."
"I don't know what got into me," she shook her head with disbelief as she recounted the events of the evening before. Then she buried her head in her hands for several moments and began to sob anew.
Danny slid over on the edge of the bed, putting his arms around his wife and seeking to comfort her. The moment that he touched her, however, she moved her body away and stared at him with great disgust.
"Don't touch me," she shouted. "I don't want you comforting me. I found out about your kind of comfort last night and I don't like it."
"Look, I was just as surprised about what happened as you were."
"You sure didn't act like it."
"Okay, I probably didn't get the same degree of surprise you did, but honestly, darling, I didn't really know."
"No, but you certainly knew something about that Sally Raines. As a matter-of-fact, you two were intimately acquainted, as I found out. As a matter-of-fact, that's probably what drove me into that strange, crazy state that resulted in my having sex with Chuck Raines. I was probably delirious over your disclosure. I just couldn't believe it, finding out that you'd dealt me such a terrible blow and had been carrying on with another woman."
"I'm sorry about that, dear. That was one of those things that just happened, too."
"It seems that there are a lot of events in your life that are just happening," she said in a voice heavily laden with sarcasm. "Maybe we can spend the rest of the evening talking about these spontaneous little events that you have no control over. I thought you were a man, darling, but I guess you're just a helpless little boy. All that has to happen, is for some attractive woman to tuck you under the chin and you're off to the races. Is that the way it's gotten?"
"As a matter-of-fact, absolutely not. That was the only such experience that I'd encountered since I married you."
"I really wish I could believe that," Margie Roberts stared into her husband's eyes. "No, I think there's probably been a steady procession."
Suddenly Danny's eyes flared with anger, reddening noticeably. He jumped up from the bed, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"That's a damned he," he shrieked.
"Look, I'm not interested in listening to any of your temper tantrums. About one more outburst and I'm gonna be leaving."
"But that just isn't true," Danny shook his head emphatically. "As a matter-of-fact, just about two months ago, when you started putting me off like crazy, I was satisfied. I liked your body and I thought we made beautiful music together."
"That's about your only kind of music. Sheet music."
"That isn't true either. I take you out to dinner. We go to shows. I try and entertain you, to do nice, thoughtful things. That's one hell of an accusation to throw at me. I'm getting tired of all these unfair charges you're hurling at me. It disgusts the hell out of me. As a matter-of-fact, I think I've been a pretty damned good husband. That was just one little lapse."
"So naturally you wanted to compound the lapse by going to dinner with this same wonderful woman that you'd had sex with."
"I thought she was a nice person. As a matter-of-fact, we talked about why we got drawn toward each other."
"You did now."
"Yes, we did, and we found we had one thing in common. We just weren't getting enough action. Chuck was wrapped up in an important court case and was hardly even at home. When he was at home he was usually dead tire. So she definitely needed some physical attention just as I did."
"How nice and cozy. Maybe she ought to divorce Chuck and you ought to divorce me."
"No, it's nothing like that," Danny shook his head in total frustration. "The way you twist everything around. You just can't seem to understand that I feel strongly toward you. Always have and probably always will. I just wish you could grasp that."
"It's just that it's hard for me to grasp that when I see that the example you're setting is something completely different from what you're saying now."
"Honey, can't we bury the hatchet?"
Now there were tears in Danny's eyes as he sat down on the edge of the bed, throwing his arms around his lovely wife and seeking to kiss her.
But once again she rebuffed him in his attempt to show affection. Her arms and legs became stiffly frozen and she twisted her head away so that he was not able to kiss her.
"Let go of me." she shouted.
Immediately Danny dropped his hands.
"Please, leave me alone," she said in a subdued tone.
"I was just trying to help."
"I repeat. Please, leave me alone."
"Okay, have it your way."
Danny sighed with exasperation. He eased his body upward from the bed and walked out of the room. As he opened the door, he turned and took one last look at Margie. She was lying stretched out on her back, her eyes closed.
For the rest of the night Danny felt terrible. He went to bed early, but found himself unable to sleep.
The same terrible pattern continued for the next two days. Even though Margie took care of her household chores and prepared dinner for herself and Danny, she seemed to be almost sleepwalking through her activities. Danny became increasingly concerned.
On Tuesday after arriving home he offered to take her to dinner the following night.
"No, thank you," she emphatically responded.
"Honey, you're existing in a shell," Danny told her. "I'm becoming greatly concerned."
"Don't worry about it."
"Then would you like to go to a show tomorrow night?" Danny decided to try once more. "No, thank you."
"Isn't there anything you want to do?"
"No, thank you," she repeated in a slow, dull tone.
What with Margie virtually incommunicado, Danny spent more time jogging and working out at the health club. When he wasn't instructing one of his students, he would lift weights and swim in the heated pool. He recognized that he was just burning off energy, and that the frustrations within him continued to exist.
Finally as he was driving home from the health club on Wednesday night, the handsome instructor decided that he would take things into his own hands.
If it was a jolt that beautiful Margie needed, then he was convinced that he was the very man to handle it. It angered him when he thought about how she had gone into a shell ever since their meeting with the Raineses, and, from the way that things looked, she apparently had no intention of abandoning it.
Now it was up to him, Danny concluded, and by the time that he was through with her, he was convinced that she would be shocked out of her state of despondency.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Tense beads of sweat surfaced on Danny Roberts's furrowed brow as he entered the apartment.
He called out to Margie, then looked in the living room and kitchen. Danny was home a little earlier than usual. When he failed to find her in either the living room or kitchen, he concluded that she probably was lying down in the bedroom, something that had become an indelible part of her pattern for the last few days.
Promptly he strolled into the bedroom, opening the door and surprising her as he stood at the foot of the bed. She was wearing a lavender-colored robe as she opened her eyes and stared at her husband.
"How many times do I have to tell you about just barging in like this, Danny," she reprimanded him angrily.
"Fuck it. I'm getting sick and tired of these lousy formalities."
"Don't talk to me that way."
"I'll talk to you any fucking way I want to. Damn it to hell, you're my wife, and you're not gonna just sit around vegetating like this."
"I'm warning you to get out of here."
She jumped to her feet, her hands trembling with tense anxiety as she stood only a few inches away from her husband.
Danny couldn't help but notice just how beautiful she was, and he would have liked nothing more than to remove her robe from her and stare at her in her panties and bra.
He took one step closer to Margie, reaching down and making a firm grab for her shoulders.
"Let go of me."
"Look, stop acting like you're some kind of snotty, snobby queen. I'm gonna get what's rightfully mine. I married you and that means I get to fuck you."
"You vile son-of-a-bitch."
He dropped his hands from her shoulders, staring at her as Margie's face turned bright red.
She reached out with her right hand and slapped him across the side of the face. It was a resounding, stinging slap. Danny reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders, throwing her down on top of the bed.
"You asked for it and you're gonna get it," Danny told her with total conviction.
He threw himself down with one quick, decisive plunge, then reached out and quickly undid the sash of her robe.
As the robe began to fall free, she shrieked loudly and kicked with her legs and arms, seeking to release herself from her ardently pursuing husband.
But Danny was undismayed. He was determined to have things his way. When he parted her robe slightly, he could see her glistening coppery body, adorned in nothing more than her white panties and bra.
He pulled and tugged at her robe, even tearing it slightly as he tugged it off of her.
"Let me alone, let me alone," she shrieked. "What's getting into you? You're acting like a crazy rapist."
"I'm your husband, honey, and I'm just taking what's rightfully mine. I've gotten tired of all of this silly crap. I'm not gonna take anymore of it. From here on out I'm gonna get what's rightfully mine."
His hands reached out and quickly undid the straps of her bra. As he pulled it from her, he watched her cascading breasts fall free of the confining silky material of her bra.
Danny's surging fingers pushed forward, fastening themselves quickly and emphatically as they pushed against the resilient flesh of her breasts. He pinched sharply, causing her to cry out several times with pain.
"You act like a damned big baby," he reprimanded her sharply. "Just shut up or I'll slap you like you slapped me, only harder."
She flinched when he made his threat. From the hell-fire expression in Danny's eyes, his beautiful wife concluded that he would be more than happy to back up his threat.
He pulled and tugged relentlessly with his determined fingers at her firm, resilient boobs, after which he then let his fingers grind with corkscrew-like twists against her pink nipples. The harder that he clutched at them, the hotter that she involuntarily became. Even though she was hating her husband and would have liked nothing better than to get even with him for the way that he was rudely treating her, at the same time she could feel this same strange wave of ambivalence that had been a part of her the preceding Saturday when first Sally and then Chuck Raines had come on so strong.
That evening had haunted her ever since, and she just couldn't divorce herself from the memories of what had happened, the way that she had performed like the wildest truck-stop whore. But now things were dramatically changing, for she was feeling those same sensations with her husband at a time when she hated him for the crude fashion in which he was conducting himself.
His fingers pushed and twisted against the pebble-like hardness of her searing nipples, she heaved a sigh of relief. She was hoping that maybe he would be content to stop there. But she down felt otherwise, and there was still this tempestuous wave of lustful anxiety that surged through her whole body.
Danny's next move was to reach out and make a grab for the elastic waistband of her panties. Her hips twisted and writhed as she called out to Danny, doing her best to put a stop to this sudden surge of insanity.
"Danny, stop, please stop," she begged him. "You're hurting me. I don't know what's getting into you. You don't even know. But let's stop it. Let's not behave like crazy people."
"I'm just coming after what's mine," Danny snapped angrily.
His fingers twisted sharply as he pulled downward at Margie's panties. The faster that he pulled, the more relentless the urges became in his cock and balls. He felt his tantalizing testicles on the verge of explosion, smoldering as they ballooned with increasing desire.
A few quick, decisive tugs later, Danny removed his wife's panties. Her long, exquisitely tapered legs kept on kicking and twisting and suddenly Danny reached out and made a grab for her thighs, sinking his fingers with great power and authority as they pressed against her skin.
"Relax, you're gonna have to learn to relax," Danny told her. "You're gonna have to learn to take whatever your husband gives you."
"You beast, you son-of-a-bitch," she sobbed unrestrainedly. "How can you be so crass? How can you be so uncaring of my desires?"
"I have a feeling that you're too screwed up right now to actually know what your desires are," he laughed, "and so I'm taking the trouble of interpreting them for you. But don't worry, sweetheart. You're gonna get fucked and you're gonna like it. As a matter-of-fact, you're gonna love it. You're gonna downright love it when I sink my throbbing spear into you."
"Just the mere thought of having sex with you makes me want to throw up."
"Come now, my darling," he laughed. "That isn't the way you really feel at all. You're just a little confused, that's all. But I'll straighten everything out. We're gonna straighten the whole thing out. We're gonna fuck. Damned, are we ever gonna have a fine fuck. A glorious fuck. Just the kind of screw that you've needed for so long. Have I ever been delinquent. I should have taken charge a long time ago. I should have taken it upon myself to fuck you every which way, to force you to do it even when you said you weren't in the mood. If I'd done that then there wouldn't be any quarrel about what was happening right now."
"You beast, you rotten beast. I'm gonna divorce you, you son-of-a-bitch. I don't want to ever even speak to you again. Oh, you're hurting me. Turn loose. Turn loose of my legs."
"I'm not about to turn loose of anything," he told her emphatically. "I've determined in my mind what needs to be done and that's what I'm gonna do. So you're only wasting your voice and your energy when you come on like this."
Eventually Danny did release his fingers from Margie's thighs. The ravished redhead breathed a sigh of audible relief as he let her go. His fingers immediately reached down and began to tug at his zipper. In a matter of seconds his long, excited prick popped free. She looked at his emblazoned, blue-veined member.
"You ought to be proud of having such a stud for a husband," Danny looked down at his fearful wife as her eyes widened. "Just look at the size of my prick. Am I ever proud of it."
"You're disgusting. Absolutely disgusting."
Once again she began to sob, but even as the salty tears rolled down to streak her cheeks, she still unaccountably felt this strange, desirous yearning in her loins. Her vagina felt as if it was going to catch fire any second.
She did her best to squirm free of Danny once more, but he reached out with both hands and ground his fingers against her shoulders, clamping his fingers tightly against her skin.
"You're gonna get fucked and that's all there is to it," Danny said.
When he released his fingers from her shoulders, he reached out with the first three fingers of his right hand. With prompt certainty he delivered them with ringing desire as he pushed them sharply inside of her anus. His fingers stabbed boldly as they ground with resounding uninhibitedness inside of her asshole.
Danny loved the tightness of her anal passage, and he knew for a fact that she had never been fucked there before. Sure it would take some getting used to, and he was well aware of the fact that she would no doubt scream her head off, but that wasn't about to deter him. Not when he was swept away in a state of seething, passionate determination.
"Oh, stop it, stop it, you're hurting me," she gulped.
Yet even as he drove his fingers relentlessly up into the tight passage beneath her buns, she could still feel those wild waves of passion in her vagina. His crisp fingers kept on stabbing, pushing sharply as he let them slide with diligent precision deep inside of her asshole.
Stop it, stop it, she implored.
Even while she was begging for mercy, Margie was beginning to recognize that her pleas and gasps did not carry the same degree of force and conviction that they earlier had. Not only was she picking up on that fact, but so was her horny husband, who was determined to carry out his plan to the ultimate.
Every time that he sent his spearing fingers deep inside of her asshole, Danny felt that much more satisfaction over the fact that he was now taking things into his own hands. There was no more of this polite conversation, terminated at Margie's whim with a pout or a shriek. Oh, no, now he was going to experience those wild, burning sensations that he had when he twice had sex with Sally Raines. If he could ram his long, grinding cock deep inside of her asshole, then he could easily do the same thing to this writhing hunk of red-haired sensuality who was gasping and sighing as she lay there helplessly on the bed.
His pounding fingers pushed and twisted a few more times, after which Danny finally released them from her anus.
"You're gonna get fucked," he laughed. "Yes, I'm happy to tell you that. Now we're gonna do things my way. Maybe you don't like it, honey, but frankly I really don't give a damn."
"You act like you don't. You're turning into such a savage brute."
"I'm gonna do whatever it takes to get the job done."
Danny reached down and let his fingers grip her ass cheeks with firmness. It made him feel good to know that she was so well put together. He glared down at the alabaster sheen of her twisting buttocks as he laughed loudly and unrestrainedly.
"I'm gonna pour my cock into you," he told her. "I'm gonna push it good and hard. Oh, damned, am I ever gonna fuck you. I'm gonna let you have it in the asshole. You're gonna get it just like beautiful Sally did the other night."
Suddenly it dawned on Margie just what he had in store for her, and tears of fear rolled down her cheeks.
"No, please, not that," she sobbed. "I'll give you something else, but not that. That hurts so much. You've never done this to me before. Why do you want to do it now?"
"I've been a fool before," he quickly responded. "Now I'm gonna take what's mine."
"You keep talking about me like property. I hate hearing you talk like this. You don't really mean it. Tell me you don't. Tell me you're not going to brutalize my asshole."
"I'm not gonna brutalize it, I'm gonna pulverize it," he chuckled.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Danny reached out and ran his fingers soothingly over his wife's breasts.
She relaxed for a moment, hoping that his stated intention was only something meant in jest. How she feared the act of sodomy.
Once again the memory of the preceding Saturday night surfaced. She thought about the manner in which Sally had been pummeled by her husband, who had transformed himself into a snarling, sensual beast, intent upon just one objective, that of getting his rocks off.
He reached out and began to slap sharply at her buttocks.
"Get on your hands and knees," he commanded. "Come on, get down on all fours."
"Why?"
"If there are any questions to be asked around this damned place, I'll ask them. Come on, do as I say."
Recognizing that she was powerless to say or do anything other than what he expected, Margie scrambled to her knees, extending her legs and winding up on all fours.
"There you go," he grinned. "You're just like a dog now, and that's exactly how I'm gonna treat you. I'm gonna treat you like some kind of canine beast. I'm gonna slam my prick inside of you."
"Oh, please, not that. Are you really gonna sodomize me?"
"You bet I am," he laughed sadistically. "You're gonna learn a lesson, my sweet. Not only that, but you're gonna actually enjoy being fucked up the ass by me."
"Darling, I beg of you," she pleaded one last time. "Anything but that. I'll even go down on you."
"My, oh, my, but we're getting generous, aren't we?" Danny laughed, immediately able to see the irony of it all. "Usually I'm referred to as a depraved beast if I want to go that far. Okay, darling, this is the beginning of your education."
Once more Danny reached out with the first three fingers of his right hand, letting them plunge and stab as he pushed them assertively inside of her asshole. When he withdrew his fingers from her slightly sore anus, he gripped her ass cheeks, then propelled his hard prick forward.
While Danny's fingers pinched painfully against Margie's firm, alabaster ass cheeks, her body suddenly tensed and she braced herself for the inevitable onslaught that she knew would be soon forthcoming.
Her efforts had been completely in vain. The very act that she dreaded so greatly was about to occur. Margie was about to get her asshole brutally fucked.
She started to sob, trying her best to hold back the tears, but failing in the attempt. Margie didn't want to cry for fear that it would only antagonize her already thoroughly excited and brutally sadistic husband, who was behaving in a manner she had never seen before.
He gritted his teeth, feeling the intense pounding of his heart as he shoved his sturdy, heavily veined prick into her asshole. The first time he made certain to fuck just the outer edges of her anus as she let out a loud groan.
"You're killing me with your prick," she sobbed.
"Shut up, honey. I'm gonna fuck that butt of yours. You want a nice big shaft gripping up real tight between your hot buns. You just don't realize it."
His pulsating dagger kept on driving spiritedly forward. Its steely shaft landed with solid, ringing impact as he ground it ever deeper into her anal sheath. Her asshole surged with acute pain.
As she kept on being devastated by his rampaging cock, Margie recognized philosophically that something humiliating like this just had to happen. All too long she had put him off, building up a gradual resentment toward her that now had reached soaring heights. His fervent desire was to grind his hot, pulsating cock deep inside of her asshole until the droplets of dribbling white cum exploded from the end of his lengthy spear.
He kept on tearing and digging with his blazing shaft, wedging it deeply between her writhing buttocks and into the tight inner depths of her asshole. Once more Margie started to sob, unrestrainedly this time, despite the fact that she was trying her best not to show the intense pain that was riddling her. The tears that profusely streaked down her cheeks with ever-ascending rapidity only served as an additional reminder as to how much Danny had hurt her with his first few salient penis thrusts.
The determined health club instructor kept driving his enormously erect phallus inside of her anus. Then, all of a sudden, he brought his movements to a halt as he lunged backwards and twisted his ass cheeks. She relaxed her body momentarily, hoping that maybe he was going to stop ass fucking her then. It turned out to be wishful thinking on her part, however, as Danny suddenly let loose with another blazing forward stab as his grinding, dagger-like peter forced its way up between her sweaty, trembling legs and into her pain-ridden asshole.
"You've got a beautiful ass," Danny gulped. "This is so good. It's so damned tight. Such a good screw. I love it, how I love humping your asshole."
Danny's turgid rigidity kept forging its way inside of the forbidden passage. With wanton lust his piercing penis kept drilling its way inside of her, rocking with unflinching desire as it kept slamming into the ravaged depths of her anal canal.
The faster that he glided his stinging pole into her ravaged rectum, the louder her sobbing grew as Margie found herself unable to control her reaction to the throbbing pain that kept afflicting her through her athletic husband's stiff, penetrating cock stabs inside of her twisting, ravaged ass.
Danny was a madman possessed, grunting and gulping as his lengthy shaft kept tearing like a blade of steel, doing its work with thundering force as he kept slamming his turgid member forcibly into Margie's ravaged rectum.
His intensity-filled scrotum kept on slapping against the nether cheeks of her asshole as his cock ground deep, landing forcefully against the puckered ring of her anus. His sperm-laden balls began to twitch with itchy anxiety as he slammed harder and harder, driving his prick inside of his helpless victim's asshole.
Even though the pain was excruciating from the well-directed stabs that Danny kept searingly directing her way, as the rapidly sustained pace continued she found herself feeling a measure of excitement in the pit of her stomach over what was happening. Those same unaccountable sensations surfaced in her vagina, which felt as if it was ready to explode at any moment.
Despite the ringing pain that her devastated anal passage kept on receiving with each succeeding jolt, Margie also found her incessantly flailing ass cheeks thrusting in an upward fashion as she began enjoying what was happening to her, pain and all.
As strange as it seemed to Margie's thoroughly perplexed mind, she was learning to endure the stabbing pain that kept riddling her torn body from the jolting penis thrusts that Danny kept on pummeling her with as he moved ever nearer to a resounding climax.
His fingers moved with crunching impact as he let them slide up and down Margie's long, smooth legs, and all the while he pushed himself ever nearer to the moment when the surging droplets of his cock stream would spurt profusely from the end of his shaft.
Even though Margie's body continued to tremble with pain from the swift, crunching stabs of his punishing dagger, the sobbing had by then become a thing of the past as her tear-streaked cheeks began to gradually dry.
As he drove his steaming penis into Margie's ravaged bowels several more times, he could feel the twitching anxiety looming larger than ever in his sperm-laden testicles, which kept slapping lewdly against her buttocks.
While he kept on driving and thrusting with his cannonading prick, he reached out and made one more grab for her flailing milky ass cheeks. The deeper that his fingers dug into her writhing buttocks, the deeper that he also shoved his burning cock as it slashed up between her tight buns and into her rectum.
"I can't hold back anymore," he finally announced. "I'd love to screw you longer, but there's no way I can. Damned, I've got to juice. Yes, the hot stuffs got to spray."
Danny took a deep breath, then watched with great pride as a gushing stream of thick, white, liquid juice tempestuously splashed from the spongy tip of his long, quivering phallus and into Margie's asshole.
Once more Margie began to feel tremendous pain from the wicked intrusion of Danny's cock, but no longer did she have the desire to complain. It felt just too good to her to experience those quick, pulsating movements driving sharply and deeply inside of her thoroughly dominated anal canal.
Eventually Danny withdrew his cock from Margie's asshole after the final few droplets of fresh jism had dribbled from the end of it. He reached down and patted her buttocks playfully.
"Is your asshole sore?" he inquired.
"Sore isn't the word for it. It feels like somebody stuck a spear in there."
"As a matter-of-fact, somebody did," Danny laughed.
"I mean a different spear. As a matter-of-fact, it feels like it's still in there."
"You got yourself a good fuck."
"I just don't believe you. The way you punished me. Somebody you say you think so much of."
"You needed the discipline," he grinned. "On top of that you loved it. Don't tell me any differently because I know."
"You must think you know everything."
"I know enough," Danny said, "particularly when it comes to fucking. You don't fool me, baby. You wanted a good fuck and that's exactly what you got."
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Just looking down at his beautiful, now thoroughly dominated wife prompted Danny Roberts to spring forward once more to great heights.
He looked down at his cock, which had become slightly deflated after his orgasm. Now he observed its blue-veined thickness thrusting forward so prominently, urging him onward to more great excitement.
Eagerly he flung his naked body forward, allowing it to land a scant few inches away from his surprised wife, whose eyes opened widely as she stared at him.
Once again Danny felt the furious beating of his pounding heart as he looked down at Margie's firm, alabaster skin, which he longed to touch, and which looked so tempting in its total nudity. He even loved the glistening sheen of perspiration that adorned her lovely body, causing him to think about all the enjoyable moments he had experienced when he had fucked her so overwhelmingly just a few moments before.
His fingers dug and pressed against the searing white flesh of her warm breasts, and as he kept touching her there the swirling waves of ecstatic desire in his long, swollen, lust-filled member grew more intense.
"You've got a great set of boobs," Danny winked. "All you needed was a little discipline, honey, and I was here to see that you got it for your own sake as well as mine."
He withdrew his zealous fingers a few timely strokes later from the beautiful redhead's firm, white breasts. After that he allowed them to tease her pink, sensitive nipples, which stood up proud and tall with increasing firmness as she flipped her luscious white globes of breast upward, letting them undulate rapidly during the course of the stirring finger activity that her handsome husband eagerly brought to bear.
Once more she became astounded by how she was reacting to her horny husband. He seemed eager to possess her in every respect, and now it appeared that she was succumbing ever more noticeably with each passing moment.
With unswerving determination he let his fingers slide solidly against her sleek, lovely legs, listening to the scraping sounds of his fingers merging with her firm flesh.
He shoved his torrid body forward, this time letting his quivering fingers reach out and make a quick grab for her ripe, sensitive, firm, white ass globes. His devastating fingers encircled the concentric globes of white flesh. She flinched several times, feeling waves of pain as a result of the tenderness that had developed in her ass cheeks from the earlier slapping sensations that he had imparted to them.
Danny's determined fingers kept pressing and digging with increasing sharpness, fondling the firm folds of inviting ass flesh. The harder that the panting husband dug with his fingers against the furrows of her warm flesh, the greater the inclination that she felt to completely let herself go. Eventually the gorgeous redhead started to kick with everything that she had, her legs driving back and forth excitedly.
As Danny suddenly eased his grip against Margie's warm, inviting ass cheeks, he started to feel those surging waves of electricity in his red-hot tongue, which was eager to blast off against an enticing target.
Danny's cascading red digit pushed its way eagerly forward toward Margie's hardened left nipple, and sweepingly he flicked his tongue against its warm surface, feeling surging waves of ecstasy throughout his whole body.
He pushed his tongue upward with sweeping joy, letting it promptly go to work against her left earlobe. Danny knew just how to tease his now responsive wife with slow strokes, letting his tongue bury itself inside of her ear as he basked in the searing, uninhibited enjoyment of the delightful sexual activity.
"Danny, baby, you're just too much," the sensual redhead gasped as her husband kept tending to her needs.
Finally Danny was hearing some positive reaction to his efforts. It didn't surprise him at all. For one thing, he was confident that at least one side of her had enjoyed everything that he'd done, right down to the often brutal ass fuck that he had provided as he stirringly pummeled her with his blazing, all-conquering shaft.
Once that he finished driving his thrusting, scarlet tongue inside of Margie's left ear, he then began to grind it against her right, according it equivalent treatment as he pressed and drilled with his scorching tongue, allowing it to stab with unabated joy inside her eagerly responsive ear.
When the ear sucking drew to a close, Danny released his tongue and pushed his robust and eager fingers downward toward her flouncing white breasts, which were begging for some commanding attention.
His aggressive, piercing red tongue pushed in a blaze of glory against her hot flesh, registering with seismic impact as it circulated around the spirited circumference of her undulating left boob, which received glorious waves of sensation from every jolting movement.
Danny kept moving his tongue with spirited relentlessness, driving it for several long minutes against her hot, white boob, letting it press with exacting thoroughness against her ripe breast. The longer that his exhilarating tongue forged ahead and drove with seething desire, the faster her sleekly charging legs moved with mounting urgency, kicking with dazzling desire.
"My pussy, my pussy's on fire," she exclaimed passionately. "It needs some action, my dear. It needs it right now."
"You'll get it with pleasure," Danny grinned.
His fingers reached down and took charge of the beautiful redhead's firm, sleek legs. As Danny pressed his fingers against Margie's legs, he pushed his head downward between them. He then caught his first distinct whiff of her delicious muff, which supplied a perfect intermingling of dabs of exquisite perfume and her musky femaleness. He looked down at her sparkling, rust-colored pubic hairs, then set his sights on the pink lips of her slightly dampened pussy.
Danny longed for her, and it seemed like forever between fucks. Now they were back to where they had been before, when two of them had become one during the state of an exhilarating and spine-tingling fuck. He worked his way down between her smooth, sensuous legs, which quivered ever so slightly as she anticipated his first decisive contact with her warm, aroused pussy.
His tongue probed with stirring excitement as it slowly penetrated its way inside her moist, pink slit. She responsively jerked her body upward to give his blistering tongue as much support as possible in its quest to supply her with the ultimate in excitement.
Danny began by slowly and shrewdly nibbling against her clitoris, manipulating his teeth with sensuous softness. Each time that he made gentle contact with that sensation-ridden crevice of flesh, his lover's hips and buttocks would wiggle with wild excitement.
He reached down and parted her cuntal lips thoroughly with his fingers, enjoying the contact with the moistness of her torrid pussy, which begged for more attention.
"When Danny started to work his stabbing tongue inside of her flushed pussy lips once more, driving it deep into her hot, moist pit, Margie reacted by extending her trembling, lean legs and heaving long, deep sighs, desiring all the intense action that her lithe, erotically super-charged body could withstand.
Now it was Margie who felt uninhibited waves of passionate ecstasy sweep through every crevice of her body. How she wanted him and his tongue, which was applying itself ever so intelligently.
"Keep running your tongue over my cunt," she gasped, enjoying every devastating thrust that her lover sent inside of her passionate pit. "Get me off, suck the juices out of me."
Danny continued shoving his steaming, jet-propelled tongue into the moist, intimate depths of Margie's seething, pink, moist gash. The sweeping waves of uncontrollable passion dominated her entire body as she prepared to unleash the savory droplets of gushing pussy fluid from her ecstasy-ridden organ and into her lover's hungry mouth.
"The stuff's gonna shoot out of me," she warned him, her body suddenly tensing. "It's so beautiful, darling, keep your tongue pushing, yes, push it inside me. Bring me off. Suck me."
Danny kept on letting his slippery, slashing red tongue shove deep inside the wet, intimate confines of the beautiful redhead's moist, fiery cunt.
His spearing tongue kept pressing deep inside her slippery red hole. Finally, as her sensuous hips darted and danced in perfect symmetry to the whipping tongue movements to which she was being intimately subjected, the hot flow of volcanic lava started to spill from her flaming twat.
Danny gurgled with great joy as his swift tongue kept pressing forward, seeking to capture every delicious morsel of the dazzling cuntal stream that splashed from his beautiful wife's pussy and into his mouth.
"What a tongue man you are," an astounded Margie swooned. "Darling, how I love it. I love the way you drive your tongue inside my pussy. Oh, damned, it's gushing inside your mouth. I love it. It feels so good."
When Danny slowly removed his probing, desire-filled tongue from his wife's now-relieved slit, he looked down at his huge, bulging prick, which was in desperate need of swift action.
This time all Danny had to do was point down toward the bulbous head of his stirring shaft. His beautiful wife was quick to move into action, allowing her fingers to astutely press and slice as they slid against the nub end of his hard rod.
While she ran her fingers slowly but surely against the spongy tip of his mammoth cock head, Danny felt tingly sensations enveloping his entire body, particularly in his scorching cock and his sperm-laden testicles.
"Faster, come on, do it faster," he called out to her in an excited tone, seeking all the hot attention he could obtain.
Her cool, sensitive fingers kept fastening themselves to his warm, bulging testicles as she stroked with intense desire. When she released her fingers from his sweltering nuts a few moments later, she stared into her husband's eyes.
"Are you ever hungry for action," she said.
"That I am," he smiled, licking his lips. "I'm happy as well that you're willing to go along with me now. Just look at this giant hammer I've got dangling between my legs. Do I ever want to fuck."
Danny suddenly pushed his raging cock with a forward lunge of sadistic delight, letting it slash deep inside her warm, moist slit as the lovely redhead busily manipulated her searing hips to the savage accompaniment of Danny's steady, tattoolike stabs of his sturdy shaft.
He noticed his balls suddenly expanding with increasing arousal as his devastated lover let out an animalistic mewl to express the delightful sensations she was feeling from the ferocity of his knife-like cock blasts into the deepest recesses of her sweltering belly.
"Keep fucking me," she gulped. "Darling, I'm gonna be juicing. I can't take too much of this. You're just too much with your hard cock. Keep on ramming it. My darling, keep fucking me."
While Danny kept up his knifing, relentless fucking attack, he looked down at Margie's white globes, which jutted from her chest, excited by the realization that soon the torrential creamy sperm would cannonade from his bloated balls and descend into the slippery, moistened pink portals of her throbbing pussy.
Carefully Danny kept measuring every stroke as he stared at the rounded plane of Margie's stomach, all the way down to the soft, curling fleece of her pubic triangle. While his lust-hungry cock continued to crave the depraved action of the moment, he reached down and let one hand move slowly from Margie's creamy, firm tits as his stiff, intense organ kept impaling the swollen, puffy, moist lips of her quivering mound.
Margie's thighs widened to every squirming blast, and when Danny heard her let out a hiss and a mewl, he knew just how closely she had moved to the point where the luxurious pussy juices would spring from her pulsating vaginal lips.
His probing shaft continued to work ever deeper into her open, wet cunt as she clenched her teeth and moaned softly, allowing her squirming, white buttocks to slash and writhe to every devastating penetration.
With wanton lust and an unswerving sense of depraved adventure, her seething hips continued to roll as Margie reached out and twisted her lover's hair.
"Keep on fucking me," she sighed, as a torrent of passionate need gushed through her whole body.
The strange obscenity of her passion-filled pleas pushed Danny into a frenzied, blinding furor. His cock and balls ached with blood-filled lust.
Suddenly he grew flame hot as his burning, turgid stiffness kept sinking to the dewy depths of Margie's cuntal petals as she gasped with gushing need.
Danny grabbed Margie's jutting, milky breasts and held on for dear life, clutching as tightly as he knew how, enjoying the gasps and sighs that emanated from his now helpless lover, who enjoyed every battering stab that his searing ramrod supplied. As his heart pounded with ever-swelling acute need his swollen testicles itched with increasing desire. Danny kept on driving his powerful tool deep inside of her as her legs widened, twisting with resolute desire.
The flowering lips of Margie's torrid cunt widened as she helped guide Danny's flaming tool that much deeper into the lusty dampness between her legs. Her groans of desperate agony seethed in his ear. Danny perseveringly sank his fingers into the full cheeks of Margie's trim buttocks as he rammed his body downward, at the same time supporting his weight with his arms to keep from injuring her lower torso as his lewdly provocative male member disappeared into her pussy with a wet sucking sound.
Margie groaned as her body tightened in an arch of hardened passion while an incessantly attacking Danny kept hammering his lusty, blood-engorged phallus into the warm, wet walls of her seething vaginal furnace. His heart pounded and he drove zealously forward, pushing that much nearer to the inevitable moment when the flood tide of hot, white juice would spray with voluminous need from the end of his swelling, ecstatic member.
She writhed under the rising heat of her delirious sensations, her belly squirming with acute need as Margie once more let out a low, sensual moan. Her lover kept steadily driving his cascading cock up between her smooth, trembling thighs, anticipating that wonderful moment when all of the juices would be expelled from the end of his hard, determined cock.
The squirming Margie raised up under the pressure of Danny's intensely surging fingers. His glistening prick slid in and out until the coronal ridge caught her at the straining tips of her moist, depraved, lust-filled furry fissure, which continued to silently beg for more and more of the same kind of lust, the kind that Danny was applying with his rigid, hammering tool, which kept blasting its way between her lewd, nakedly splayed thighs.
Faster and faster Danny kept pumping with his steadily sweeping, blood-engorged prick as Margie's face contorted with passion and her nostrils flared open while her hissing breath burned in her lungs.
"Fuck me, fuck me, come on and fuck me," she begged.
Danny smiled as he felt the smooth, raw flesh of his passion-dominated lover's sizzling cleft clasp him tightly against his pulsing shaft until his agitated balls felt ready to explode in a quivering earthquake of energy-ridden, lust-crazed, devastating delight, a veritable towering inferno that would know no rest until the seething fires of phallic culmination which were stirring restlessly within him were fatefully extinguished through his wicked, hammering penis stabs.
Hissing with craving animal lust, Danny drove ever deeper into the torrential inner fibers of Margie's wet, quaking vagina with each sizzling thrust of his zealous buttocks. She twisted her head from side to side, flailing her hair against the bed as sweat began to drench her thighs and her searingly alive and rapidly twisting fleshy white ass globes as well.
Like a woman thoroughly possessed, lust-craved, passionate bitch in heat, Margie drove her electrified, soothing, white hips up, screwing every inch of Danny's rampaging penis.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
A fierce storm whirled through Danny's body as his surging tool kept pounding deep into Margie's tight pussy.
His throbbing, blue-veined member battered her cervix unashamedly and hungrily, and all the while he could feel the acute waves of lusty male animal need surfacing with greater awareness in the stirring depths of his groin. Danny recognized that the volcanic heat stored up between his trembling, hairy legs foretold the imminent eruption of boiling sperm.
Margie sensed the oncoming volcano as well. She constantly felt the tuggingly acute, ripping sensations of Danny's turgid prick springing forth, swelling and straining against the moist ribs of her fleshy, pink vaginal walls.
"Darling, don't explode yet," Margie begged. "Wait for me. Let's do it on target."
"I'll do the best I can," he grinned.
Danny loved observing the vast changes within his beautiful wife as she grew accustomed to his naked, lusty waves of animal need. She panted loudly, her hips writhing and legs twisting with searing desire.
Her lusty nakedly splayed legs extended widely as she bucked with insatiable desire on the wildly squeaking mattress, her loins atremble.
"Harder, do it harder," she begged. "Damned, slam that fucking thing into me. Come on, honey, I'm your bitch, your filthy whore, anything you want to call me. Just keep on fucking me. I never realized how much I needed it. Darling, fuck my naked hole, screw me, keep on screwing. I'm a bitch a complete bitch who wants to be fucked."
Danny licked his lips with swelling desire. He reached out and let his warm, invigorated hands slap solidly at his beautiful lover's ever-quivering, flouncing white buttocks.
He groaned as he slashed with his intensely pounding solid white prick while the bubbling droplets of thick, creamy seminal fluid prepared to descend from the end of his bloated, skewering shaft, which was filled with waves of surging need as the blood rushed to its head and he hissed.
Danny's thick, meaty cock throbbed as the milky white semen began to splash in leaping bursts, inundating his lover's slippery, squishy vagina and cascading hotly around the wet, pink lips of her swollen orifice. It was as if time had stood still and there was not a care in the world for the lovely housewife as his compulsive hips kept rolling with ravaging, tempestuous need, while the slippery, sloshing cum sprayed out of his meaty instrument and engulfed every delicious fold of her dewy moist cuntal petals.
"Keep rocking," she begged. "Damned, my cunt's on fire, the hot stuffs gonna spray. Let it all hang out, you lusty son-of-a-bitch. Keep fucking me. I've got to juice. Damned, yes, ohhh, I'm cuming, cuming, cuming. I love it. It's pouring out of me. Yes, it's really pouring."
Margie's upraised buttocks slashed wildly as the blazing juices of her spurting female nectar rose like a torrent with fleeting suddenness from the flaming depths of her womanhood, gushing inside her furry, moist pubic triangle and trickling down her searing, quivering thighs while Danny's steadily rotating cock continued to machine-gun its way into the tight, ecstatic portals of her volcanic vagina.
"You're there and it's great," Danny gulped. His lover lewdly panted, wrapping her luscious, creamy white thighs around Danny's panting body as his stinging cock kept sinking ever deeper within her until the final few droplets of his splashing fluid had finished spraying into the innermost depths of her agitated cunt.
Suddenly everything became calm as Danny slowly eased his cock from her devastated, gooey cunt, which was covered with intermingled droplets of her own pussy nectar and his thick, white, ravishing prick fluid which he had so enormously and generously deposited into her.
He heard a delightful squishy sound as he removed his prick from her mound. Danny rolled over on his back and cast his eyes in the direction of the coppery-haired beauty lying next to him in bed. He felt enormously gratified over having pushed himself to such great heights. Maybe she had bucked and squirmed and screamed in the beginning, but after all was said and done she had enjoyed it.
"You've got a lot of lead in that wild pencil of yours," Margie said quietly.
"You helped a lot on that score," Danny winked, throwing an arm around his beautiful wife. "So how do you feel, sweetheart?"
"My cunt is damned sore and I don't even have to tell you about my asshole. It still feels like you stuck a spear or a sword in there and left it inside."
"But you still enjoyed it. I could tell even when you were fighting it that you loved it."
"I suppose I did. I don't know. I'm not quite sure about anything anymore."
"You did want it. And I was more than happy to give it to you."
"I never saw you come on quite like that before," she shook her head. "For a while there I thought you were just as eager maybe to strangle me as to fuck me."
"Never," he shook his head emphatically. "Maybe I was angry, but I was using my temper in place of losing it. I was getting all steamed up so that I could give you the kind of screw that I knew you needed."
"So my lover's majoring in psychology."
"I'll apply it any time I have to. Anyhow, I'm glad it worked out this way. I just knew that we couldn't go on acting in the way that we were. We just had to get something going. Something beautiful that we could both enjoy and treasure."
"I suppose so. As I said before, I'm so confused by it all. My head was absolutely spinning after last Saturday night."
"I'm not all that surprised," Danny replied. "Remember something. You were involved in activities that were completely alien to you. Things you'd never thought of doing before."
"I suppose I was shocked when we got into that swapping bit. Not only that, but to hear Chuck explain so casually about you having sex with his wife. That was just something I couldn't seem to hack."
"But you sure came out of it fast. When he started fucking you, you really came on. You did all right when you were screwing with Sally, too."
"I know. That bothered me as well. I'd never made it with a woman before. It seemed so weird, but after I got into it, it seemed like the natural thing to do. I was all mixed up inside."
"I suppose you were, but you shouldn't let anything like that throw you. You're a woman with strong sensual desires and you ought to be satisfying them. I'm glad that we had this communication tonight. It helped the two of us so very much."
"I suppose it did," she shook her head. "I'm so tired now I don't know whether I'm coming or going."
"You're much too tired to fix dinner, even though both of us need it, so I'll take you out. As a matter-of-fact, how does a nice prime rib sound to you?"
"It sounds fantastic."
"Then I suggest that we take some quick showers, then get ready. And by the way, the Raineses are awfully nice people. We ought to invite them over to our place."
"I suppose we should," Margie agreed. "It's funny, but now I feel a lot differently about them. Just like I feel differently about you."
"Isn't it wonderful just how much difference one fantastic fuck can make?" Danny burst into spontaneous laughter.
His wife looked at him and smiled. She shook her head, still barely able to fathom all that had happened to her.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Danny and Margie invited the Raineses over to their place for dinner that Saturday.
After an appetizing meal and plenty of whiskey, the foursome walked into the bedroom. Without saying a word they quickly removed their clothes, then slid their bodies inside of the bed.
Now it just became a question of who was going to fuck whom, and in which particular order.
While Danny ran his fingers up and down his long, hard cock, he watched a boldly aggressive Sally Raines resolve the question for them. She reached out and curled her fingers with smooth precision against Margie's ass cheeks. The tighter that she squeezed against the firm folds of her seething, white flesh, the more excited that Margie grew.
"What a set of ass cheeks," Sally exclaimed. "I love touching them. Oh, damned, you've got such a beautiful set of buns."
Eventually the beautiful blonde maneuvered Margie down onto her back. Her fingers reached down and clasped at her thighs. She held onto the steaming flesh and soon propelled her excited tongue forward, letting it land with glistening impact against the flushed pussy lips of the beautiful Margie.
Margie sighed breathlessly, receiving the quick, plunging tongue strokes of her lover as she drove it deep inside of her savory slit. Sally knew that it would only take a few strokes before she propelled this beautiful woman to the point of climax. Her tongue kept on moving, driving determinedly, thrusting and twisting as it made its way into every wet crevice of her emblazoned, moist hole.
"You've got me just about there," Margie called out. "Finish the job, darling. Come on, drive your tongue inside me."
She pushed her tongue back and forth, letting it scrape against her lover Margie's quiveringly erect clitoris. Finally the juices started to pour from her hot slit and into her lover's mouth.
"Ohhh, it's so good, I'm there," she exclaimed.
"Darling, oh, I'm off."
When Sally released her tongue from Margie's slit, it was Margie's turn to take over. She immediately buried her head between Sally's sleek ivory legs. Her tongue began to plunge up and down Sally's thighs at a feverish clip. The faster that she buried her tongue against her lover's trembling thighs, the faster that her heart beat. Margie was just as eager to please Sally as Sally had been to please the sensuous redhead just a few minutes earlier.
Eventually Margie slid her tongue against Sally's pussy. She drove it at a furious clip, seeking to bring her off as soon as possible.
"Come on, keep on driving your tongue," she begged. "My darling, ohhh, my darling, I'm off, I'm off, I'm off."
Sally's hips and ass cheeks twitched as the stirring droplets of her hot, feminine liquid poured from her pussy and into her lover's mouth.
When Margie released her tongue from Sally's moist mound, Chuck Raines threw himself eagerly into the festivities at hand.
"I've got to hump you," he called out to Margie.
Margie extended her sleek legs, watching as Chuck landed on top of the bed with a lurid plop. His arms and legs trembled with excitement as he reached down and ran his fingers smoothly against her beautifully tapered legs. His fingers pushed sharply against her hot flesh as he ground his cock forward, sliding it inside of her wet, aroused mound.
"Fuck me, come on, do it to me," Margie exclaimed.
As Danny watched the action, he couldn't help but notice the enormous changes that his beautiful wife had undergone in the last week. Now she seemed more than eager to engage in wild swapping activity.
While her cunt continued to be decisively pummeled by the rampaging cock of Chuck Raines, Danny turned his attentions to the beautiful Sally, who looked at him and smiled.
"Come on, honey, let's do it," Danny gestured excitedly.
They slid their bodies down on the other side of the bed, the part of it that was not being occupied by the panting, writhing Margie and Chuck. As Danny extended his legs, Sally reached down and made a grab for the spongy tip of his mammoth cock head. Her fingers toyed with the nub end of his organ as she pushed her tongue promptly against his already quivering, swelling balls.
"Just get me off," Danny said. "It's not gonna take much, honey. I'll bet you can suck cock with the best of them."
"You'd better believe that I can," she laughed.
"I sure admire your cock-sucking abilities. You sure did a job on me the other time you did it that way."
"I'm proud of my swirling tongue."
"I'm happy to be on the receiving end of it."
Her tongue went back to work, twisting and gliding against the warmth of his crinkly, sweat-dampened testicles. While her tongue kept on plunging against his hot scrotum, she manipulated her fingers up and down the lengthy base of his hard, enormous cock.
After a few more finger strokes along the base of his thundering cock, and some more decisive tongue thrusts against his testicles, she released her tongue from his balls and started to grind it against the full length of his rangy, fluid-filled dagger. She was intent upon milking him dry as she let her fingers tickle and squeeze against his hot nuts while she sucked furiously against his stiff, blue-veined member.
His breath started to come in short, puffy gasps as the pressure built in his penis and testicles. He could feel the quivering, shocking waves of anxiety as he got ready to explode his thick, hot-white volcanic fires.
"Get it off, get it off for me," Danny exclaimed.
He looked over on the other side of the bed, observing his beautiful wife flipping her buttocks with writhing desire as Chuck slashed with his hot man meat, driving it deep inside her womb as he moved ever closer to climax.
A few seconds later Chuck's face reddened and he heaved a deep sigh. His whole body gave way as the searing droplets of hot, white volcanic fluid shot from the end of his hard, erect prick.
After that it was all over between Chuck and Margie. They collapsed in each other's arms. Danny turned his attentions back to the talented cock suck he was receiving from his beautiful and impassioned partner.
While the gorgeous blonde moved her head up and down, letting it bob furiously, her hair twisting in her self-created breeze, Danny reached out with both hands and let his fingers grind tightly on Sally's head. His fingers gripped with decisive authority as her tongue whipped against the full length of his long, excitement-filled prick. He could feel the aching intensity searing through his hot nuts as her tongue drove furiously up and down his hot, excited penis.
A few strokes later the juices started to splash from the end of his long, hot prick. He felt his churning legs twist wildly as he watched the exploding white semen splash from the end of his hard, electrified cock.
"You're really doing it, get it all," he exclaimed. "Come on, suck it out of me. Every drop of it. Come on, ohhh, suck it out of me."
A few moments later the orgasm came to an end. Sally removed her tongue from Danny's cock. He gratefully patted her on top of the head.
"You really came on," she said.
"You brought me there, my sweet."
"You know, I guess the four of us get along pretty well."
"That we do," Danny nodded.
A few minutes later the foursome had one last drink, after which Danny and Margie Roberts said good-night to the departing Raineses.
When Danny and Margie returned to the bedroom, Danny found his cock returning to its previous elongated status. He looked down at Margie, then knew what he needed. When all was said and done, hers was the body which he craved.
"Just lie back," he told her. "I'm gonna take care of everything."
Suddenly Danny became mesmerized by the erotically inspiring sight of beautiful Margie's hairless anal slit, which seemed to twitch with acute need. His fingers reached out and grabbed her smoothly rounded ass orbs as he pushed his hot, wet, scarlet tongue forward, eager to let it pierce determinedly inside his wife's anal ring.
Her legs tightened and Margie let out a loud swoon as Danny daringly pushed his warm tongue up between her sleek rolling buns, allowing it to slide with burning conviction into her asshole. He took her totally by surprise and caused her entire body to vibrate with violent spasmodic activity, the same kind that she had exhibited a few minutes earlier when Chuck Raines had rammed his hard, convincing cock deep inside of her pussy.
Danny's spearing tongue kept on charging, burying itself ever deeper between the smooth walls of Margie's twisting ass cheeks as he made slashing contact with her sizzling pink anus.
"What an ass licker," Margie passionately gushed. "What a surprise, my darling. You're so full of surprises, and they're always beautiful. Yes, so very beautiful."
Danny's burning pursuit of Margie's agitated asshole continued for a few more quick strokes. When he released his tongue from her sensation-ridden anus, he reached out with his right index finger and let it decisively plunge high and deep inside Margie's devastated anal passage.
He jerked his finger spiritedly, letting it surge with uninhibited joy as he sliced it deep inside her twisting, lust-crazed ass as he smiled with satisfaction, happy that his movements were achieving such a positive, spontaneous reaction.
Danny's pressing finger surged thunderously, pursuing with forbidden wanton desire as he rammed it against Margie's anal ring. Soon she began reacting by mewling with animalistic frenzy, feeling waves of pain from his thundering finger contact, but at the same time desiring more of that kind of contact.
When Danny withdrew his finger from his lover's asshole, he reached out with his right hand and dipped his fingers dramatically into the wet, squishy well of his beautiful wife's still-agitated pink slit.
"What are you doing, darling?" she asked with surprise.
"Just wait and see. You're gonna like it."
Margie watched as Danny pushed the pussy nectar which he had carefully extracted from Margie's blazing mound and slid it high and deep into the tight, sweltering confines of her appealing asshole.
With the remaining juices that he had not deposited inside of Margie's asshole, Danny slid the warm female goo against the spongy cock head of his rock-hard male member.
"Just lubricating you a little before I give you the ass-fucking of your life," he told her emphatically. "The last time I didn't lube you and it hurt a lot more. But this time we'll take the precautions."
"You really do like to hurt me, don't you?"
"Don't be silly. I just like a nice tight ass fuck. You know you want it, honey. You wound up enjoying it tremendously last time."
"I suppose you're right," Margie laughed nervously. "Just don't kill me with that big, long stick of yours."
"Don't worry," he winked. "I've got the whole thing under control."
Danny threw his beautiful wife's trembling thighs over his shoulders, then tensed his body dramatically as he prepared to push his stiff, erect penis forward. As he let it slam into her, he heaved a deep sigh as his crisp cock landed with solid impact against the tightness of his lovely wife's twisting ass. He landed with scalding impact, battering his prick deep inside her anal ring as she let out a loud sob, then another.
"Damned, ohhh, don't kill me," she sighed.
"Don't worry about it," he replied. "You want it, you know you do."
A heavily perspiring Danny remained undaunted, lashing out with both hands as he let them simultaneously connect with slapping impact against the shapely contoured ridges of her smooth, writhing ass flesh while he pushed his pulsatingly erect prick forward once more, allowing it to land a second time with ringing impact as he stunned her, forcing his turgid prick even deeper into her pain-ridden passage than before.
Danny felt Margie's body trembling helplessly under his devastating onslaught of deep-thrusting penis stabs. At first she let out a few painful gasps, but even while she was feeling the cutting sensations from his knife-like stabs, there was something impressively exciting about engaging in such a forbidden act. Even though Danny was using his stiff cock like a weapon, never letting up, she learned to love it, just as she had that first occasion when he had fucked her asshole.
His savage, erect member kept ravishing her behind lewdly with every driving forward stab. He kept ramming his lust-bloated cock as deeply as he knew how into the exquisite tightness of her twisting anus.
The continuous slashing attack finally reached its torrid crescendo. Margie learned to love it all, even the pain which accompanied every rousing charge of Danny's sturdy prick. The whole thing was becoming more and more acceptable to the beautiful Margie. Even though she kept feeling ringing pain with every plunging, knife-like thrust that Danny sadistically delivered, she started to enjoy being ravaged and was finding every twinging pain sensation to contain a certain amount of strangely exotic pleasure.
"What an ass fuck," she gasped, first groaning, then letting out a loud howl. "Make me your whore, darling. Yes, I want to be your bitch-whore. Just fuck me. Keep that big cock of yours slamming between my legs and into my asshole."
"That's the kind of talk I like to hear," Danny laughed.
Danny resoundingly slapped at his beautiful wife's buttocks as the first few droplets of seminal fluid began to nervously ooze from the end of his spearing, torpedo-like organ.
"Here comes the gusher," he grunted as the sweat poured down both sides of his face.
Danny's nervous hips responsively wiggled with rapacious lust as his stiff, rapier prick ravaged Margie's sore anus one more time while the steaming stream of hot liquid sperm splashed volcanically from the end of his raging cock.
Several moments later Danny pulled his cock out of Margie's ravaged asshole.
"You know, after this little session tonight, I can't help but come to one conclusion," Danny looked into his beautiful wife's eyes. "I don't think we need swapping anymore. I guess you needed it to learn to relax. Now that you have, I get the feeling that we're developing a closer relationship than ever before."
"We definitely are," Margie agreed.
Margie looked at Danny and smiled knowingly. Now she was completely able to relax. Apparently the tension that their married life had been under was now a thing of the past. She only hoped that it would remain that way.
Danny stared at his lovely wife's beautiful nude form. He couldn't help but realize just how fortunate he was to have somebody like her around. She had all that it took to excite him in every meaningful sensual way.
