Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when relating on a personal basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters. The fact is, Americans are only now beginning to learn to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed to discover that we are not different, naughty or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
THE SPUNKY WIFE-a shocking story, certainly, but which may not be as unbelievable as it first appears, one which could hold many valuable lessons for a large segment of our diverse population.
CHAPTER ONE
Bonnie Grant slid her hand down her husband's belly and grabbed his limp cock. Her fingers squeezed the prickshaft and pumped it three or four times. Then she shifted to his bails and cupped the soft sac in her palm. She glanced into his face, waiting for his reaction. Her cunt was wet and ready.
He was sleeping soundly. It was seven in the morning and he'd worked late the night before. The poor guy was exhausted. Still, that was no excuse, thought Bonnie. They'd only been married six weeks, and he should be ready and willing to fuck her at all hours. Her fingers swept back up and curled around the bulk of his prick. She began to pull on it gently.
He shifted in the large bed, but he didn't wake up. Bonnie propped her head up on one hand, and with the other she went right on jerking him off. She was determined to get him awake and aroused. She wanted her early morning fuck. If she didn't get it, she'd be cranky all day.
His prick began to grow in her hand. It was stiffening nicely. She smiled to herself and watched his face, amazed that he could still be sleeping. Her fist made soft flapping sounds under the sheet. He rolled toward her slightly and she had to change the angle of her strokes, but she didn't miss a beat. She squeezed her fingers extra tight on the cockshaft.
"Mmmmm, hey!" he grunted, opening his bleary eyes at last. "What's going on here?"
"You're getting a hard-on, that's what!" Bonnie giggled. "And your naughty wife wants it inside her, right now! What do you think, Rodney? You man enough to satisfy her?"
"Mmmm, but it's seven in the morning, honey!" he groaned, glancing at the clock on the night-stand. "I've got to get off to work, you know that!"
"Isn't your new wife more important than a silly old job?" She jerked his cock extra hard, bringing it closed to full erection. She could feel her cunt growing wetter and wetter by the second.
"Don't you ever get enough?" he asked wearily. "We must have fucked every day since we were married!"
"We've missed exactly four days," she said. "Remember, you were out of town for two weekends."
She quit pumping his cock suddenly and let it snap back against his belly. She shoved the sheet down so that he could see her glorious young body. She was naked. She'd squirmed out of her nightgown as soon as she'd awakened. Her legs fell open lewdly and she peeled the lips of her wet cunt open for him. Thick folds of bright-pink pussy gleamed in the morning light.
"Roll over on top of me, lover-boy," she said. "I need your hard cock inside me real bad. I'm your horny little bitch and I need my morning fuck!"
Rodney stared at her for a moment.
"Come on, lover, hurry! My cunt is soaking wet!" she moaned. And she grabbed hold of his cock again and tugged on it.
He shifted his position slowly, raising himself, then settling down between her spread legs. He didn't have to touch his cock. She guided it expertly down between the swollen folds of her cunt. He eased forward and watched the cock-head and over half the shaft disappear inside her. Then his belly lowered down onto hers and the rest of his hard-on slid up her cunt.
"Oooooh, yes, lover! Now fuck me hard!" she gasped. "Ram that big hard cock in and out of your hot little bitch!"
Rodney began to pump in and out slowly. And he gripped a hand to one of her enormous tits. He was still amazed at how gorgeous she was. She still had the face of a sweet young teenager, but the body of a full-grown woman. His heart skipped a beat when he gazed at her big blue eyes, her turned-up nose and her pouty little mouth. Then his cock would harden when he looked at her trim little ass and waist, and her thirty-eight-inch tits.
"Call me names, lover. Call me your horny little bitch!" she moaned suddenly. "Call me a dirty little cunt and a hot cockteasing slut!"
Again he looked at her, surprised at her language.
"But, Bonnie, sweetheart, you're not my bitch, or my slut!" he gasped, still fucking her steadily. "You're my wife and I love you dearly! As far as I'm concerned, you're almost as much a virgin as when I married you!"
Bonnie felt a slight pang of guilt. Rodney had asked her several times before they were married if she was still a virgin. It had seemed important to him, so she had said yes. He hadn't even wanted to fuck her himself, saying he wanted her pure on their wedding night. And so she had lied, and played a little charade with him during their rapid three week romance. She wanted to be married. She wanted to be out of her family's house and off to a new town. So for Rodney's sake she'd pretended to be an innocent virgin.
Of course, she was neither a virgin nor innocent. She'd fucked at least fifteen guys before she'd stopped counting. And right up until the morning she left town with her new husband, she was enjoying the services of her latest lover, a bum named Stan who had picked her up in the local supermarket. Stan had felt her up in back of a stack of fruit, then finger-fucked her in a quiet corner by the dairy case. She'd spent the rest of their first afternoon together in his van in the parking lot, fucking and sucking up a storm.
On the morning of her wedding, Stan had showed up at the back door of her parents' house. She'd snuck him up to her room and let him fuck her silly, just minutes before slipping into her wedding dress. That night, during her first fuck with Rodney, she'd felt a little guilty. She still had Stan's cum swilling around in her cunt.
It wasn't too hard to fool him though. All she had to do was moan a little as he eased his cock into her. She whimpered and cried a bit, and told him his cock was too big for an innocent little girl like herself. Then she proceeded to give him the hottest fuck of his life. He thought her sudden enjoyment of sex was all the result of his expert teaching.
Now six weeks had gone by, and she was a bit surprised at herself. In all that time, she'd fucked no one but her husband. Of course, she'd kept him so excited that he'd managed to service her every day but the four he was out of town on business. Those were the only tough days to get through. If she hadn't had her dildos stashed away, she might have attacked the mailman or something. When poor Rodney returned from his trip, exhausted, she damn near raped him in the doorway. They fucked right in the hallway, with him still in his business suit.
Lately, it seemed tougher and tougher for him to keep up with her, though. He was working hard down at the office. Sometimes he was so tired in the evening that he could barely get it up. That's why she'd started getting him hard in the early morning occasionally, while he was still fresh. That way she could relax for the rest of the day, her cunt freshly pumped full of cum. It kept her out of trouble and allowed her to be his sweet and innocent young wife.
"Fuck me, lover! I feel like your bitch, whether you like it or not!" Bonnie groaned suddenly, clawing her fingers into Rodney's ass. She wanted to shove her finger up his asshole, one of her favorite tricks, but she was scared he'd cum too soon.
"You're my wife! Move you!" he gasped, his movements getting shorter and quicker on top of her.
"But couldn't you call me dirty names, just once in a while?" she asked. "It really gets me hot! Go ahead! Call me your bitch, your cunt, your slut!"
Rodney couldn't do it. He just couldn't. He fucked in. and out of her wildly though, excited by her talk in spite of himself. He watched her big tits jiggle and roll on her chest, the nipples jutting up high. He forced her knees down, spreading her legs wide open. His thick cock slid in and out of her like a greased pole. His balls slapped into the crack of her ass.
She was staring up at him with a weird light in her eyes, almost as if she were daring him to call her names. But she didn't plead with him any further. She knew it was hopeless. Rodney was just too nice a guy. And it was too bad, because a little dirty talk would have made her cum much harder. Lately it was taking her longer and longer to climax with just regular fucking.
But obviously Rodney was getting close to cumming. He was red in the face and sweating. His thrusts into her cunt were short and sharp. A flash of panic ran through Bonnie. What if he came before she did again? It had happened several times lately, and she'd had to resort to her dildos after he'd left for work. She didn't want that to happen again. She wanted her climax with a cock inside her.
She thought of Stan, just to get herself extra excited. Now there was a guy who didn't mind calling her dirty names. And he'd done everything to her. She remembered one rainy afternoon in his van when she'd sucked him off and his cock had stayed as hard as a rock. He'd flipped her onto her belly and fucked her up the ass. It had been the strangest, most fantastic experience she'd ever had.
"I'm all ready to cum, honey!" Rodney cried suddenly. "I just can't hold back!"
"Try to!" Bonnie groaned, gazing up at him. "Please try to keep it going, lover! I need your cock to stay hard! I need you to fuck me for a long time!"
"Sorry, baby! I'm just too close! Oh, this feels so good!"
Rodney fucked steadily for another minute. His ass rose and fell in short, sharp jerks. Then he was shuddering and burying his cock to the hilt inside her. He came to a complete stop for a second or two, his prick buried deep. Then he began to moan as jet after jet of hot cum spat from his aching cock.
"Cumming, honey! Oh yes! Oh yes!" he groaned, moving in and out of her again. More hot jets of spunk shot into Bonnie's pussy.
"No, Rodney, not yet!" she shouted. "I'm not ready to cum yet! Keep fucking me! Don't stop! Keep fucking your hot little bitch!"
He really did pound away for quite some time, spurting wad after wad of hot cum into her. But all too soon his movements slowed down. His cock oozed the dregs of his cum into her cunt and he settled down on top of her, his chest mashing her tits. His empty balls dangled down between her thighs.
"No, Rodney! No!" she whimpered like a spoiled little girl. She clenched her fists and drummed them gently into his shoulders.
But Bonnie knew it was hopeless. She could feel the sticky warmth of his cum oozing from her pussy and down into the crack of her ass. He was all through for today. She bit her lip in frustration. Any second he would be pulling his cock from her cunt and she'd feel empty and let down.
"Got to go, babe," he said, easing his wet prick from her cunt and rolling off her. "You know what old Henderson is like if his boys are late at the office."
He climbed off the bed and strode to the bathroom, his cock still half-hard and bouncy. Bonnie eyed it hungrily but said nothing. She watched him enter the bathroom, then listened as the shower water was turned on. Her cunt felt soggy, totally soiled with warm, sticky cream.
"That reminds me," Rodney said, suddenly poking his head round the bathroom door and grinning at her. "We're invited to Mr. Henderson's house on Friday night. Some kind of party he's throwing. I think the old boy's really into enjoying himself since his divorce. Just about everyone from the office is invited. Don't forget."
He ducked back into the bathroom and within seconds Bonnie could hear him singing loudly in the shower. She felt a wave of irritation go through her. Fuck the office, she thought bitterly. And fuck Mr. Henderson. It was okay for Rodney. Though he had put in long hours, he was obviously very happy with his job. And since marrying her, he was happy at home too. But what about her? She didn't have a job. All she had was Rodney, and lately he wasn't satisfying her the way she liked.
With a guilty little smirk she leaned over and reached deep into the drawer of the night-stand. She pulled out a dildo, a large fake cock nearly ten inches long. She drew it under the sheet quickly and poked it between her legs. The huge head slipped easily between the greasy, cum-soaked folds of her cunt.
It was weird, she thought, that a young woman who had only been married for six weeks should have to resort to fucking herself with a dildo. But this was an emergency. Like when Rodney was out of town. She had to get off. She had to cum.
The head of the cock was soon deep inside her, and she shoved another three or four inches of shaft up her cunt before she paused. Then her hand began jerking, fucking the device in and out of her cunt with expert strokes. It made lewd squelching sounds as it plowed through all the pussyjuice and cum still oozing from her fuckhole. But that only turned her on more.
Immediately, she forgot about Rodney and her earlier frustration. Warm, sweet feelings were growing between her legs as she fucked herself with the monster prick. Her free hand slid up her belly and caressed one big, lolling tit. She tweaked her nipple harshly between her thumb and forefinger. She began to moan and whimper softly on her pillow.
Again she thought of Stan and his big, ugly cock. It was the biggest prick she had ever experienced, and in a way it had spoiled her for other guys, even her husband. With Stan between her legs she'd felt full, completely clogged with cock. And the time he fucked her up the ass was a vivid memory she wouldn't ever forget.
Her fist shoved the huge dildo even deeper into her cunt. The movements of her wrist grew quicker. She could feel a climax building way down deep inside her, and she knew it wouldn't be long before she came. She began to squirm on the bed, writhing from side to side and cranking her legs open and shut. Her breathing grew ragged and labored.
"What will you do today, hon?" Rodney called out suddenly. He was out of the shower and drying himself off in the bathroom. Bonnie couldn't see him, but his voice was loud and clear through the open door.
"Mmmmm? Oh, I don't know!" Bonnie gasped. "Sit in the sunshine for a while, I think! Work on my tan some more! The honeymoon isn't over for me yet, you know!"
She stopped fucking herself with the dildo, but she left it stuffed deep inside her cunt. She lay still and waited for Rodney to emerge from the bathroom. He liked to talk to her while he got dressed. It was a little routine that had developed between them. This morning conversation wasn't going to be easy, though, Bonnie thought. Waves of cunt-pleasure were rolling through her.
"Well, make sure you wear something decent," Rodney said, stepping back into the bedroom. "I don't want you sunbathing nude in the backyard again! I know how old Mr. Hicks next door eyes you whenever he gets the chance! I don't like dirty old men lusting after my lovely wife, even if she does have the figure of a model!"
"Mr. Hicks isn't so old," Bonnie said. "I'd say forty-five, tops! And he is kind of cute!"
Rodney smiled but didn't answer. He wasn't really serious about Mr. Hicks. The thought that Bonnie would ever cheat on him never entered his head. He was too sure of himself, too confident. But he had noticed the horny neighbor eyeing Bonnie over the backyard fence on one or two occasions. And when she'd started sunbathing in the nude, he'd insisted she not do it where the guy could see her.
Bonnie watched her husband move around the room, pulling on his slacks and shirt. She didn't move, but the dildo was still sending sparks of pleasure deep inside her. Her cunt was pulsing around the big shaft. She could feel the pink cockhead deep inside her belly. It took quite an effort to keep her hands off it and on top of the sheet.
"What would you do, Rodney, if I did let Mr. Hicks have an affair with me? Or anyone else, for that matter?" she asked. She watched Rodney fixing his tie in front of the mirror.
"Hmmmm? Don't be silly. I know you'd never cheat on me. You love me too much."
"But what if I did?"
"You wouldn't," Rodney said. "Bonnie, I know you too well. You love being married too much to do anything like that."
He finished knotting his tie and grabbed a coat from the closet. Then he stood in front of the mirror for a last minute check of his hair. He really was incredibly vain, Bonnie thought, watching him. And he really did find it unbelievable that she would ever want to fuck other men. Yet he wasn't that good in bed at all.
"See you later, hon!" He smiled, stooping down to kiss her quickly. "I'll grab breakfast downtown! Be good! Remember, no nude sunbathing!"
And with a deep laugh, he was gone, leaving Bonnie with her daydreams and her dildo-stuffed pussy. Even before the front door slammed, she had grabbed the fake cock by its base again and was fucking it back and forth between her legs. She was moaning loudly now, free to do as she liked. And she began muttering her favorite dirty phrases as she frigged herself.
"Horny little bitch!" she mumbled. "Hot little slut! Fuck, I love my cunt stuffed with big stiff cock!"
Suddenly she slung the sheet off and began wriggling and writhing again. Her legs were splayed wide. Her hair-lined cuntlips were stretched grossly around the base of the huge pink dildo. She rammed the shaft in and out with short, sharp jabs. Milky cuntjuice had mixed with Rodney's spunk into a thick white froth. It matted her cunthair and made the dildo glisten.
"Horny little cocksucker, that's what I am! A cock-hungry, cum-loving bitch!" Her big tits quivered, the nipples swollen and aching and hard.
The feelings in her cunt grew stronger and spread down into her thighs and up into her belly. She was about to cum, she realized, and she slowed her hand movements down slightly, anxious for the feelings to last. But soon she was pumping away with the dildo again, unable to wait any longer. The warm, melty feelings grew inside her.
The climax rolled through her, spreading down her legs and up into her nipples. She squirmed and moaned like a wanton slut on the bed, her fist flying between her spread legs. Her body jerked and trembled.
Ralph Hicks stood at his kitchen window with a throbbing hard-on. He was gazing into the neighboring yard, watching young Bonnie Grant apply suntan lotion to her shoulders and belly. He pressed his erect cock against the kitchen sink as he saw her pool the lotion in her hand then spread it evenly over her golden skin. He moaned softly to himself.
It had become a habit, this spying on his beautiful young neighbor. Every time his wife left the house he rushed to see what young Bonnie was up to. She was such a shameless bitch. The bikinis she wore barely covered her crotch and tits. On one or two occasions he'd even caught her sunbathing in the nude. He'd had to jerk-off in the bathroom after those occasions.
Today she was wearing a peach-colored string bikini. A tiny triangle of material covered her crotch, and two more harnessed her tits. Her tits swelled out above, below, and to the sides of the twin triangles and glistened brightly under their coating of clear lotion. Only the nipples were covered properly.
He'd never seen such a set of tits on a girl so young and slender. Yet her waist was so trim and tiny. He was sure he could circle it easily with his hands. And her ass was small and tight as well.
And just eighteen. What the fuck was she doing married at that age? She should be spreading herself around, fucking every young buck in sight. Instead she was hitched to boring Rodney, who at twenty-five already seemed over the hill. It was a weird match. Rodney spent all his time working, and he didn't look like he would know what to do with a piece of ass like Bonnie.
Suddenly his thoughts were cut short. Bonnie had reached behind her and untied the top of her bikini. She leaned forward, letting the harness slip from her big tits.
"Jesus Christ!" he muttered hoarsely. And he shifted his cock to a new position against the sink. What a glorious sight the little bitch was. And what he wouldn't give to bury his big hard-on inside her.
She was pouring the lotion directly onto her big tits now, letting it slop and drool over the lush mounds and then spreading it all over with her fingers. Ralph felt an ache go through him at the sight of her hands kneading the firm tit-flesh. He tried to imagine what it would be like to have those glorious tits in his own big sweaty hands.
He moved away from the sink suddenly and slipped out the kitchen door, being careful not to let it slam behind him. Then, silently, he strode toward the fence dividing his property from Rodney's and Bonnie's. He stood under a shade tree, out of sight, and gazed over the fence at the wonderful vision not ten feet away from him. He tried not to moan as he played with his hard-on through the pocket of his pants.
Bonnie had finished with her lotion. She was kneeling on a huge bath towel, turned partly away from him so that he could see one large tit in profile, It jutted out in an arc that swelled up toward her erect nipple. The sight of it made his mouth water. He wanted to suck her gorgeous hanging tits till they sprayed milk.
He watched in amazement as she tugged at the string looped across her hip. Then he gasped as the bikini bottom fell away and he caught sight of her gorgeous ass in all its natural glory. The sun shone on both perfect globes, making them glow. He could see two pretty dimples in the small of her back and the tender ridges of her spine.
She leaned down on all fours, so that her tits dangled below her like over-filled wine-skins. Then she lay down on her tummy, mashing the tits into the big towel She was facing away from him, and he had a perfect view of her ass. It was an even better view when, for no apparent reason, she spread her legs wide.
"Jesus Christ!" he muttered again, catching sight of her pretty puckered asshole and the pulpy, hair-lined lips of her cunt.
The cuntlips looked all puffy and swollen. They were warped out of shape, somehow, as if they'd just been wrapped around a big swollen cock. He could see the inner lips as well as the outer ones. The flesh was bright-pink and rubbery. And then he noticed something else. The cuntlips were wet and slimy. They were oozing something white and gooey. His heart jumped as he realized what it was.
It was cum. Bonnie's cunt was oozing cock-cream. Obviously, Rodney had just pumped her full of fresh spunk before leaving for work. Now here she was letting it ooze from her cunt in greasy knots. She was probably enjoying the feel of it between her legs. She spread her thighs even wider and more of the goo poured from her.
"Oh fuck!" Ralph groaned, quite loudly this time.
And suddenly Bonnie propped herself up on one elbow and stared over her shoulder at him. She wasn't pissed off, or shocked to be discovered sunbathing naked by a neighbor. She didn't appear to be surprised at all. In fact, she was smiling mischievously, as if she'd known all along that he was watching her. She turned to face him, and one of her big tits moved gently to one side on her chest.
"Why Mr. Hicks, I do believe you're spying on me, you naughty man!" She grinned. "How long have you been there?"
"Ohhhhh, not long!" he gasped. "I was just checking on my flowers, you know!"
"I'll bet!" Bonnie laughed. "Well why don't you take time out from your precious flowers and come over and keep me company? Rodney's at work and I'm very lonely! I need the company of a handsome older man like you!"
Ralph stared at her in disbelief. He quickly moved down to where the fence was low enough for him to vault onto her side of it. He approached her slowly, doing his best to hide the solid hard-on in his pants. It was impossible. She had to notice the gross bulge in his crotch. But all she did was grin at him. She made no attempt to cover herself.
"Since you've already seen me naked, I guess there's no point in me putting my bikini back on, is there?" she asked. "And besides, it seems you're very pleased with the view, am I right?"
She was staring directly at his bulging crotch, and he flushed with embarrassment. He sank to his knees beside her on the towel and tried not to look at her tits, her nipples, her blonde cuntbush. He found himself gazing into her navel, and at the flat golden skin of her belly. He tried desperately to think of something to say.
"I'm sorry," he finally said. "You're so beautiful and the sight of you got me excited."
"Don't be sorry," she said. "I'm flattered. I like men to want me. Just because I'm married doesn't mean I can't show myself off to others, you know. Why don't you take off your clothes too? The sun's wonderful."
Ralph felt all his embarrassment flowing away. There was something so natural, so open about her that he didn't feel ashamed anymore. She knew he wanted her, but she wasn't disgusted. If anything, she was just as interested as he was. He stripped of f his shirt and socks, then peeled of f his pants and shorts. His cock, a solid eight inches of throbbing hard-on, stuck out from his crotch like a crowbar.
"You have a beautiful cock," Bonnie said, studying the thick cock quite frankly. "It's bigger than my husband's. He's lucky if he can get up to seven inches."
"Size isn't everything!" Ralph gasped.
"Maybe not. But I have these fantasies sometimes about letting some guy with a fourteen-inch cock fuck me till I can't stand up, you know? I think just once in my life I'd like to try fucking a really huge, gross cock!"
Ralph didn't know what to say. This was like some wild dream come true. They were naked together and talking about sex quite openly. He tried his best not to jump on top of her and ram his hard-on inside her that very second.
"Do you mind if I touch it?" she asked suddenly, gazing into his eyes. "I know we don't know each other very well or anything. But I want to kind of compare your cock with my husband's, if you don't mind. May I?"
"Be my guest!" Ralph groaned. And he knelt back on his haunches so that his big prick jutted up and out toward her.
To his surprise, she first grabbed her bottle of lotion and poured a gob into her palm. Then, very gently, she reached out and smoothed the oil up the entire length of his prick. The fluid rolled down over the cockshaft and she spread it around with her hand. Then she curled her long fingers around the cock and began to squeeze and pump on it gently. She grinned up at him as her fist shucked up and down.
"Does it feel nice? Do you like my hand on your cock?"
"Hhhhmmm!" he moaned, his balls aching.
"My husband doesn't like me to masturbate him, for some reason. Isn't that silly?" she asked, her fist still pumping. "He's such a square. Do you know, he doesn't even like me to suck his cock? Have you ever heard of a guy that doesn't like that? All he wants to do is fuck in the missionary position! Which is fine for a while! But a girl needs a little variety, you know?"
"Hhhmmm!" Ralph moaned.
"You have beautiful balls, too," she said. "Do you mind if I squeeze them and play with them?"
Bonnie didn't wait for an answer. With her free hand, she poured a glob of lotion onto the wrinkled pouch of his balls. Then she ran her fingers all over them, teasing them expertly with her fingers. She squeezed the balls and massaged the oil into them while her fist moved up and down on his thick prick. Ralph knelt there helplessly, gazing down at her dangling tits.
"Why Mr. Hicks, I do believe you're getting bigger!" She smiled, staring at his swelling prick. "Before I'm through, we'll have a ten-incher on our hands here!"
His cock really was growing in her fist. It jutted up through her fingers like an angry red spike. She continued to tug on it, while her other hand caressed his balls. She smiled at him the whole time, as if jerking him was the most natural thing in the world. She didn't seem at all concerned that he was a married man, or that she herself was still practically a newlywed. All that seemed to interest her were his growing cock and swollen balls.
"You're not ready to cum yet, or anything, are you?" she asked him, slowing the movements of her hand down at last.
"Hhhmmm, I don't think so!" he croaked.
"Good! That's my husband's problem! He always cums too damned quick! Sometimes I'm just getting warmed up and he's already shot me full of cum!"
For a second, Ralph was on the verge of asking her about the jizz oozing from her cunt. But before he could speak, she had let his cock slap back against his belly and she was lying down flat on her back on the bath towel. She stared up at him, grinned, and handed him the bottle of oil.
"Well if you're not ready to shoot a load of cum all over me, maybe you could cover me with oil instead. I feel like a nice massage. It'll be a good chance for you to feel me up. I know that's what you want."
Ralph gazed down at her glorious young body for a moment without speaking. Then, almost in a daze, he upended the bottle of lotion and let a generous flow pour down directly onto her left tit. He coated her right tit as well, and the deep hollow of her cleavage. Then, with one hand, he began to smear the goo all around on her wonderful tits.
"This is great. I've never seen such fantastic tits!" he whispered. "How big are they? I've been wondering."
"Thirty-eight inches! My tits have always been big."
Around and around he moved his hand, amazed at the firmness of her tits. The lush flesh rolled and jiggled at his touch. He massaged both bouncy mounds, made them shine brightly with oil. Then he ran his fingers over the erect stubs of her nipples. She groaned a little and her eyes glazed over.
"Ooooh, yes! You can pinch them a little, if you like! Pinch my nipples between your fingers!"
He did as she asked, tweaking the sturdy, rock-hard stubs. He tugged the nipples up slightly off their cushions of puffy flesh, then let them snap back down. He dug his fingers a bit more harshly into her tit-flesh.
"Oooooh, you're wonderful, Mr. Hicks!" she moaned. "I'm starting to feel very nice! This is fun!"
He poured more lotion onto her chest and smoothed it down over her flat brown belly. There was not an ounce of fat on her, he noticed. Her flesh was all muscle. He made circular motions on her skin, letting his fingers move closer and closer to the damp blonde mound of her cunthair. Each time he grazed the hairy triangle, she gave a little moan of delight.
"Yes, you know what to do, you dirty old man!" she hissed. "Touch me down there between my legs! Touch my cunt with your lovely fingers!"
Ralph upended the bottle of lotion and soaked her cunt mound completely. He matted her cunthair with goo. Then he began teasing his fingers through the mess between her legs. He touched the insides of her thighs, then her outer cuntlips. Finally, he slipped his middle finger deep inside her gooey cunt. It felt like she had about a quart of spunk swilling about inside her.
"You're so wet and gooey! Your cunt is just soaking!" he gasped.
"It's my husband's cum. He fucked me this morning before he went to work. I didn't bother to wash it out. Then I fucked myself with a dildo before coming out here to tease you. You must think I'm a real slut."
"You came out here to tease me?"
"Of course! I know you've been hot for me for weeks! I thought I'd give you a treat!"
Her voice caught each time he shoved his finger into her. He was fingerfucking her, driving his hand back and forth between her legs. After a while, he shoved a second finger inside her. And a third. She wriggled and moaned on the towel, her big tits heaving. Her body glistened from neck to cunt with a layer of oil.
"So you knew all the time I was watching you?"
"Sure. I even spread my legs for you, so you could see the cum oozing from my cunt. I wanted to get you hot."
"And you succeeded!" Ralph groaned, glancing at his hard-on. "But what happens now? My balls are aching! I want you so bad! Are you just a cockteaser, or do you fuck after you give a guy a hard-on?"
"I always fuck my men after I've gotten them hard," she said. "Or I get them off in some other way. Why don't you come at me from behind? I haven't been fucked doggie-style in weeks! Would you like that?"
Ralph groaned and pulled his hand from her crotch. He watched as she roiled over onto her belly. Her gorgeous ass raised into the air and her legs spread wide. Her cunt was a raw open gash of gaping pink flesh. It looked big enough to shove his fist into. She reached under and spread her cuntlips even farther with her fingers. Then she glanced at him over her shoulder and smiled.
"Fuck me hard, Mr. Hicks! Cram that big ten-inch cock all the way up to the balls in my hot wet cunt! I need it real bad! Fuck me till I can't stand up!"
Ralph knelt behind her, his cock jutting out in front of him. Then, as a. final gesture, he poured the rest of the lotion all over her splayed asscheeks. He watched the clear goo roll down her glorious ass and into the puckered ring of her asshole. It dribbled farther, onto the gaping pink lips of her cunt. He planted his prick-meat between the swollen slabs and pushed forward.
"Yes! All the way in!" Bonnie cried. "Ram your big cock to the hilt up my cunt!"
He did just that. He rammed forward till not one inch of cockshaft was visible outside her cunt. His balls hung loosely below, aching and raw. He leaned down low over her, reached under to grab her tit in his hands. Then he began to fuck her roughly, driving his cock in and out of her cunt with deep, vicious lunges. His prick made wet, slurping noises as it slid through all the oil and cuntjuice and cum.
"So, you're a little cockteaser!" he grunted, his ass flashing in the sunlight.
"Yes! "she gasped. "Ever since I was a little girl, I've loved to tease the boys! Now I tease men! But then I let them fuck me!"
"But you're married now. How come you married Rodney, if you love to cocktease so much?"
"You can be married and still be a cockteaser, Mr. Hicks! In fact, it's safer to cocktease when you have a husband to protect you."
She was almost flat on the big towel, her tits mashed beneath her. Only her ass was up in the air. Her spread legs were braced by her knees. He could fuck his cock easily in and out of her, burying it to the balls on every stroke. Her cuntlips, large and swollen from all the action they'd taken that morning, folded loosely in and out over his prick. They were wet and glistening in the sunlight.
"Maybe I shouldn't have gotten married!" she whimpered, her voice thick with pleasure. "I'm only eighteen, after all, and I need more cock than Rodney can give! But a girl has to think of her future, you know? Ooooooh, fuck me deep like that! Your cock feels so good inside me, Mr. Hicks!"
Ralph didn't care if she was married or not. Nothing mattered but her wet cunt sucking at his hard-on. She was the hottest, horniest little bitch she'd ever known. And married or not, she was going to get his load of hot cum up her pussy real soon.
"I love to fuck so much! I love big hard cocks!" she moaned, feeling her second climax of the day rising up in her crotch. "I'll never get enough, I swear! Fuck me deep! Fuck me hard, Mr. Hicks! Make me cum like the hot little bitch I am!"
Ralph increased the pace of his fucking. He fucked his hard-on in and out of her till it was no more than a flash of pink in the sunlight. His thighs smacked against her ass. His balls swung crazily back and forth. He squeezed her tits, clawing at them as they lay mashed under her. His cock felt like it would explode inside her at any second.
"I'm cumming!'' she cried suddenly. "Oh fuck, Mr. Hicks, Pm cumming! Cram your big cock to the balls inside me! Fuck me till I can't move! I love your cock! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"
Her cunt twitched and trembled with pleasure. She accepted each thrust of Ralph's cock gratefully. And she held herself braced for him, knowing he was ready to explode any second. It occurred to her suddenly that she was about to let a man who wasn't her husband shoot inside her for the first time since her marriage. But she didn't care. She needed to fuck.
When he came, Ralph barely made a sound. He just gripped her tits extra tight and went rigid on top of her. He buried his cock to the hilt in her cunt. Then he shot out his first huge wad of cum.
"I feel it! I feel you shooting up my cunt!" Bonnie wailed. "Shoot it all! Fill me with hot cum! Mix it with Rodney's jizz! I love spunk! I love hot cum! I'll never get enough!"
Ralph fucked his cock into her again and again, spurting off glob after glob of hot cum. It felt wonderful, to be ejaculating inside someone so young and lovely and sexy. He praised the day that she and her husband moved in next door.
"Fill me full of cum, Mr. Hicks! Spurt all of your naughty white spunk up my hot cunt!" She raved on, still twitching with pleasure. "Fuck, I love it! Don't stop! Don't ever stop spurting!"
She wriggled and writhed beneath him there on the towel, naked and sweaty, her cunt full of hot spunk. And as her climax faded, she smiled to herself. Married or not, she was going to have her fun. She needed cock. Lots of cock.
"Fuck me hard!" she gasped one last time. "Fuck me hard, Mr. Hicks, just like a hot, horny bitch deserves!"
CHAPTER THREE
"Are you really going to wear that dress?'* Rodney asked, watching Bonnie apply make-up in front of her mirror. He was standing by the bedroom door, knotting his tie.
"What's wrong with it?" Bonnie asked, all innocence. She rubbed a thick wad of scarlet lipstick across her mouth. Her eyelids were already inky under a thick coat of eye shadow.
"You look like a whore, or a porno star or something!" he growled. "I can damn near see your nipples?"
"But that's the whole point of a dress like this! To tease!" Bonnie giggled. "I thought you wanted me to impress Mr. Henderson! Well, this dress will impress him, I guarantee!"
"He'll think Pm married to a slut. My boss will think my wife is a goddamn tramp," Rodney said.
"Rodney, sweetheart." Bonnie smiled, batting her eyelashes at him in the mirror. "Your wife is a slut and a tramp. That's what I want you to realize."
"Don't talk like that," he said. And he turned quickly and left the room.
Bonnie giggled again and glanced at herself in the mirror. The dress really was daring, she thought, but so what? The party was likely to be real dull, and if she could liven it up by showing off her tits, well, why not? Besides, she'd met Rodney's boss a couple of times, and the guy wasn't bad-looking. Maybe she could be extra nice to him and help get Rodney a promotion. She'd bet money the old fart would just love to get his hands on a horny woman like herself.
She finished with her make-up, grabbed a light wrap to cover her shoulders and tits for at least part of the evening, and joined her husband in the driveway. He had the car running already and he was capping the steering wheel impatiently. He didn't speak to her as she climbed in beside him. He didn't talk all the way to the party. He was obviously pissed off that she wanted to show her tits off to other men.
As soon as they entered Mr. Henderson's house, she slipped away from him and began to mingle on her own. It was a huge, rambling mansion of a place, all antique wood and leather, and she felt she was in the presence of real wealth for the very first time. She wandered from room to room, examining every item of lush furnishing. It gave her a strange, sexy thrill to be in such surroundings.
She kept looking for Mr. Henderson, but the handsome gray-haired boss was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she made small talk with three or four people, mostly men, while she drifted from room to room sipping her wine. She was careful to keep her wrap around her shoulders for the time being, She was saving the sight of her tits for Mr. Henderson alone. Since he was recently divorced, he might be more than willing to have a little fun with her. It was worth a try.
Finally, when she was about to give up, a door opened to her left and there he was. He was all alone, and his face had a thoughtful look to it, as if he'd just completed some serious business phone call. He paused, still deep in thought. Then suddenly he caught sight of her and his face lit up in a warm and appreciative smile. He came over to her and took her hand.
"I know you. You're Rodney's stunning young wife, aren't you?" he asked. "My, you're even more lovely than I remember."
"I'm flattered that you remember me at all," Bonnie said, letting her wrap fall open and down off her shoulders. Her gorgeous tits came into view, bulging out over her dress in creamy swells.
"Oh, I could never forget a face like yours," he said. But from the way he gazed at her tits it was clear that her face wasn't what he remembered most. He stood there for a moment without saying anything else. He just held her hand in his and stared at her swelling tits.
"I hope that you're managing to have a little fun, now that you're on your own," Bonnie said. "I mean, you know what they say about all work and no play."
"As a matter of fact, I am enjoying myself, though it's hard sometimes for a man my age. I especially like being with young women like yourself."
Again he gave her tits a meaningful stare. He still hadn't let go of her hand.
"I'm glad," Bonnie said. "Because I happen to love older men. They get me all hot and bothered and make me want to do all kinds of wild things!"
"Oh really? Like what?" he asked, his eyes twinkling. The serious look he'd had a few minutes earlier was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh, you know! Dirty things! Stuff I would never do with my husband!" she murmured.
The strap of her dress slid off her shoulder" but she made no move to replace it. Her left tit was almost fully exposed now. He could see a sliver of her pink nipple. She blinked her big blue eyes at him and ran her tongue over her red lips, making them all wet and shiny. She squeezed his hand a little harder and stepped closer to him, so that her near-naked tit pressed against his arm.
"Could you tell me what these things are?" he asked. "Give me a hint at least? I enjoy hearing what young women get up to these days."
"Well," Bonnie said, leaning close to his ear to whisper. "I just love to suck cock, but my husband isn't really interested! There's nothing I like better than a huge, swollen prick plowing in and out of my mouth! And I love for a man to call me dirty names while I suck him off!"
Mr. Henderson didn't say anything. But she thought she felt a kind of tremor go through him. He gazed into her eyes, then looked down at her tits again. Her dress had slipped a little lower, so that now one stiff nipple was completely exposed. She made no move to cover it up. She simply stared up at him with playful, teasing eyes as she continued talking.
"I like to get tit-fucked, too! I just love it when a guy sits on the and forces his cock down between my tits to fuck them! It makes me feel so dirty and used, you know?"
"Mmmmmm!" Henderson groaned. He slipped an arm around her tiny waist and let his hand slide down over her ass. When Bonnie didn't protest, he squeezed her asscheek tight.
"Then I like to use my mouth on him some more. You know, lick his balls and suck them and everything. And when he's about to cum, I take him back in my mouth and bring him off, I just love it when a guy cums in my mouth, you know? It feels so sexy, the way the jets of hot spunk shoot over your tongue and everything. I love to eat jizz. I just love it."
Henderson groaned and slid his hand between the cheeks of her ass. She didn't complain. In fact she forced her hand back onto his hand, making things easier for him. He could feel the heat and lushness of her perfect body through the thin dress. And his cock began to thicken in his pants. He was breathing more heavily by the second.
"Have you ever cum in a pretty young girl's mouth, Mr. Henderson?" she asked, batting her eyes at him. "Or do you prefer to shoot all over a girl's tits? Lots of guys like to spray a girl's face with cum too. I had a couple of boyfriends who liked that. When they were about to cum, they would make me pull on their cocks till they shot hot spunk all over my eyes and nose and hair. It really got me excited."
Suddenly Henderson's hand left her ass and he circled her waist again. Then he was pulling her back through the door he'd come through only a few minutes earlier. He clicked a lock behind them and clutched her to him, mashing his mouth down on hers and forcing his tongue between her lips. He slipped her remaining dress strap off her shoulder and suddenly Bonnie was naked from the waist up. Her dress was draped uselessly over her hips.
"You are a horny little bitch, aren't you?" he asked, breaking off their kiss and looking at her. "You're the horniest little bitch I've ever met!"
Bonnie grinned. Horny little bitch. She never would have thought Mr. Henderson would use such language, but she was glad he did. It sent a lewd, dirty thrill through her. She wanted to hear more. She wanted him to call her slut and whore and cunt.
"Yes!" she moaned. "I'm a horny little bitch! Call me names like that! Talk dirty to me! I love to be called filthy names!"
They were in some kind of study or library. But Bonnie barely had time to take in her surroundings before he was hauling her over to a huge desk in front of the window. He slipped off his jacket, opened up his pants and shoved them and his shorts down to his ankles. Then he opened his shirt and sat down in his desk chair. There was a look of real tension on his face.
"On your knees, bitch! Let's see if you're good at anything other than dirty talk! Let's see if you can use that cockteasing little mouth the way you say you can!"
Bonnie felt another thrill go through her. He was speaking to her harshly, ordering her to do things. And she loved it. There was none of the gentleness and tenderness she got from her husband, and she was glad. In six weeks of marriage, she'd almost forgotten how exciting sex could be.
"I said on your knees, slut!" he growled. "Get down on your knees and suck my cock!"
For a second, Bonnie thought he would hit her. She blinked in shock at the force of his voice, then dropped quickly to her knees. She saw his prick for the first time and her heart skipped a beat. It was eight inches long and nowhere near erect. It lay drooped down one thigh, puffy and half-hard. The foreskin had peeled back and the cockhead was shining wetly.
"You going to stare at it all day, or suck it, whore?" he asked, staring down at her coldly. "You going to suck me off, or do I have to slap your face with it?"
He did actually grab hold of his half-hard cock and wave it back and forth in front of her. She had dipped down her head, ready to begin licking the prickshaft. He slapped her face hard with his heavy cock. Her mouth was half-open, and loud, hollow sounds came out as he smacked first one cheek, then the other with his big prick. It was as thick as her wrist already, Bonnie noticed.
"Please, let me have it!" she gasped. "I'll, suck it if you'll let me! I'll lick your cock and your balls! I'll even lick your asshole if you want me to! Please give me your cock!"
He finally let go his prick, and it lay throbbing along one thigh again. Bonnie curled her fingers around it quickly and tilted it upright. Then she leaned forward and licked the cock--head three times. She sank her bright-red mouth down over the head and the top two inches of prick. She began to suck noisily.
For the moment, Henderson had nothing else to say. Her warm, wet mouth felt good on his throbbing cock. She was using her lips and her tongue like a real expert, teasing him, licking him, sucking the cockhead wetly. Her cheeks were swelling and then hollowing. Her full lips were stretching nicely around the bulk of the cockshaft. Suddenly she raised her eyes to his face and gazed at him.
His cock throbbed. And suddenly he remembered that this little bitch was married to one of his brighter employees. Not only that, but she was so incredibly young. All her whorish red lipstick and inky black eye shadow did little to disguise her youth. She looked like a young girl who had been playing with her mother's makeup and had applied too much.
He felt a great pang of lust go through him. And for a second, he toyed with the idea of tossing her over his desk and fucking her silly. But this was more fun. Sucking would last longer. He really did want to see just how much the little slut was capable of with her mouth. His cock swelled thicker in her mouth.
"It's growing! It's getting harder and thicker!" she gasped, suddenly pulling her mouth off his cock. "I guess you like what I'm doing, huh?"
"Just keep doing it, slut! Don't talk about it!" he growled. "When I want the comments of a dirty cocksucking slut, I'll ask for them! Suck cock, bitch! Gram my cock in your face!"
Bonnie grinned and went back to his cock. But instead of sucking it back between her lips, she began to lick it. Her tongue stuck out and she scraped it up the underside of the cockshaft, from the base to the head and back again. She repeated the process, holding the cock upright in her fingers and rotating it slightly so she could lick every inch of the growing shaft. It soon soared up to almost ten inches in her fist.
"Fuck, I love it! It's so fucking big!" Bonnie cried. And she licked quickly all the way down the ragged vein that ran down the underside of his cock.
She paused at his balls, then began licking them too, coating them with a fine layer of spittle. Her fingers crept under his bloated sac and she urged one ball upward till she could slip it between her lips. She began to suck it, rolling it around on her tongue and tugging the skin of the sac taut with her lips. The wet heat of her mouth bathed every part of the aching ball.
"Yeah, suck my balls, bitch! Suck my aching balls with your hot cocksucking mouth!" Henderson gasped.
Bonnie's heart pounded with excitement. She spat out one ball and slipped the other into her mouth, repeating her expert sucking. She slid her hand deep down between his asscheeks and probed at his asshole with her finger, he shifted in his chair and let her slip her finger up his asshole.
"Christ, what a dirty little slut you are!" he groaned. "Is there anything you won't do for a man, bitch?"
Bonnie didn't answer. She was too busy sucking his balls. But then she spat out his ball and smiled up at him lewdly. She shifted on her knees and raised herself till her tits were pressed onto both of his thighs. His cock was tilted up over his belly at an angle now, a solid ten inches of red prick. She let one big tit roll over the hard cock, the nipple scraping up the side of the cockshaft. She forced the cock back and forth with her tit till it pushed neatly into her deep cleavage.
"I'm going to fuck you with my tits!" she groaned. "I'm going to get you so hard your cock will feel like it's dropping off! Then Fm going to take you back in my mouth and suck you some more, till you fill my face with hot gooey spunk!"
"Do it, whore! Don't just talk about it!" he whispered. And he watched as she pressed her tits firmly on either side of his blazing hard-on.
She trapped it there and then began bobbing up and down gently. His prick slid up and down between the twin mounds. The purple prickhead and several inches of shaft were visible each time she dipped low. He saw a thick pearl of clear jizz ooze free of the pricktip and stick to one tit. He only hoped he could hold off cumming until the horny little slut had shown him all she could do.
"Feel good? Feel nice to have my tits fucking your cock?"
"Shut the fuck up and tit-fuck me!" he groaned. "You're nothing but a dirty little cocksucking slut, and I want your tits all over my big prick!"
His cock was even bigger now. Bonnie had a sudden urge to sit on it, to have it fuck back and forth in her cunt. But there really wasn't time. Rodney would be wondering where she was. For now, she'd have to content herself with using her mouth and tits on Mr. Henderson. But that didn't mean she couldn't arrange to see the sexy older man some other time.
"Will you fuck me properly with this thing sometime?" Bonnie asked, riding her tits up and down on either side of his hard-on. "Fuck, I want this monster up my cunt so bad! I've never had a cock so big!"
"If you're a good little bitch, and if you get on your knees and beg and plead, I might fuck you some time!" he gasped. "But first I have to see how well you get me off this time! You really going to eat my hot cum?"
"Anything!" she hissed. "I'll do anything you like! Only promise me you'll fuck me soon, in a bed, with this big, beautiful prick!"
"I never make promises to horny little whores! Now suck my cock some more, bitch!"
Bonnie grabbed his cock from between her tits and sank her mouth down deep on it, taking well over half the prick between her lips on each stroke. Her blonde head bobbed up and down for two or three minutes, her mouth making loud slurping sounds as she sucked. Her fist was wrapped tightly around the base of the shaft and she was jacking it up and down wildly.
He stared down at her, his balls aching, and wondered what such a horny little slut was doing with a boring jerk like Rodney. She was way too much woman for him. Rodney was a fine young executive, but he was a bore. With a sly grin, Henderson began imagining what he would do to her if he had her all to himself several afternoons a week.
"Fuck, I love cock!" Bonnie gasped suddenly, pulling her wet mouth off his blazing hard-on. "I love to suck cocks almost as much as I love to fuck them! Maybe more!"
She gripped his prick hard and began rubbing it into her face, smearing the big purple cockhead around and around on her cheek, nose, and forehead. It was leaking pre-cum, and the stuff rubbed off onto her eyelashes and skin. She stuck out her tongue and licked his cockhead each time it passed over her lips. Her eyelids were droopy with sexual hunger.
"Call me names again! Call me dirty, filthy names!" she groaned, smearing his cockhead into her left eye and down the side of her nose.
"You're a cunt! A slut! A bitch! You're a dirty, cum-eating little cocksucker!" he cried. "Lick my balls some more! Suck my prick!"
Bonnie smiled, each dirty word sending a thrill through her. She dipped her head and began licking his balls again. Quickly, she slipped one ball between her lips and began sucking. Her fist never stopped shucking up and down on the foot-long prickshaft. Her fingers kept just the right amount of pressure on it.
Finally, she pulled her mouth off his balls and went back to sucking his cock with a vengeance. She had to bring him off soon. She had to taste his cum. The whole crazy episode had only taken a few minutes, but Rodney must be wondering where she was.
"I better warn you, bitch, I cum in quarts!" Henderson grunted, sweeping the blonde hair up off her face so that he could watch her cheeks hollow and swell on his prick.
"Good!" she gasped, pulling off his prick just long enough to tit-fuck it again for a moment or two. "I love spunk! Shoot as much as you want! Fill my mouth! Cover my face! Do whatever you want!"
She crammed his cock back between her lips and squeezed it hard in her fist. She drove her mouth far down on the cockshaft, taking in eight or nine inches at one gulp. Then, sensing that he was very close to the edge, she backed off and kept only the prickhead and one or two inches of shaft on her tongue. She stared up into his face and ran her fist up and down on the cock crazily.
"You dirty cocksucking bitch!" he howled, unable to hold himself back any longer. His ass raised up off his chair slightly as he felt as he felt his balls begin to throb.
A hot jet of cum splashed against the roof of Bonnie's mouth and slithered under her tongue and between her teeth. It felt like a huge amount of fluid, and Bonnie wondered quickly if she'd be able to take all his spunk without spilling some. She squeezed his balls with one hand and tugged on his cock with the other. She waited for the rest of his thick jizz, hoping she wouldn't gag on it.
A second huge jet blasted free, and Bonnie's checks ballooned out, as two streams of spunk trickled from the comers of her mouth. The cum drooled down her chin and then hung off her jaw in two thick strings which grew longer and longer, stretching all the time. Her throat bobbed as she tried to swallow.
His cock spurted a third time, and now Ronnie was in real trouble. Her mouth was clogged to capacity with hot spunk. She gagged, coughed, and three more streams of white spunk overflowed her lips and drooled down her chin. They slopped down onto her naked tits and poured into her cleavage. Several streams joined and flowed thickly onto her belly.
"Drink it all down! Eat my cum, bitch!" he howled.
For the first time, he noticed a tiny hint of panic in her big blue eyes. She still had his cock in her mouth, and her fist still pumped it, but she was obviously wondering if she could take much more.
Suddenly his cock slipped from her mouth and her lips sagged open. A great glob of jizz sloshed over her lips and slithered down her chin. Four or five strands of cum were now dangling from her face, and they snapped and fell messily onto her tits one or two at a time. Her face looked shocked, as if she had no idea a man could shoot so much cum. She gazed stupidly down at her drenched tits and then at the head of his still-spurting cock.
Mr. Henderson's cock had tilted down from its own weight, though Bonnie still held it loosely in her hand and milked it. As she watched, another two or three strong jets of cum shot out and splashed over her tits, one of them hitting her nipple directly and then hanging there like gooey string. The spunk flowed steadily down her tits. It slithered down her belly and into her navel before disappearing into the folds of her dress.
He grabbed his cock from her finally and stuffed it back between her cum-clogged lips. But it had quit spurting now. It simply oozed the dregs of his cum onto her tongue. She could feel the thick strings of jism still drooling down her chin, tits, and belly. She felt totally spoiled with spunk.
"You're a dirty little cum-eating slut, you know that?" Henderson asked.
Bonnie smiled up at him weakly, her mouth still wrapped around his oozing prick.
CHAPTER FOUR
There wasn't much time for polite conversation after the wild cocksucking session. Henderson had to get back to entertaining his other party guests. But he did promise to come visit Bonnie at her home the following Wednesday. That was his afternoon for golf, he said, but he could easily break the date. He would load poor Rodney down with work so that there was a no chance of him coming home early and finding his boss in bed with his sexy young wife.
"I want to get you between the sheets for two or three hours and fuck the ass off you, you little bitch," Henderson said, heading for the door.
"Mmmmmm, I'd love it!" Bonnie moaned, still on her knees in front of his chair. The cum hung in rubbery strings from her chin. Thick streams of it still spilled down her tits.
"There's a private bathroom just through that door," he said, pointing to another exit. "Why don't you head over there and clean yourself up?"
"Mmmmm, I kind of like the way I feel, all soiled and sticky with your spunk!" She grinned. "It feels like you did something really, really dirty to me!"
"Well, fuck, I did, didn't I?" he asked. "I just came in your mouth, you silly little cunt! How much dirtier could we get?"
"We'll see on Wednesday," Bonnie said. And she raised one hand up above her face. Her fingers were webbed with cum, and she tilted back her head and let the gooey stuff drip and drool down into her mouth. Her eyes were glued to his face the whole time.
"Jesus, you really love cum, don't you?"
"I adore it! I can never get enough cum! I'd like to take a bath in it!"
Suddenly he moved away from the door and opened a cabinet set against one wall. He pulled out an expensive-looking camera and came over to kneel in front of her. Then he began taking pictures, recording for all time Bonnie's spunk-splattered mouth and tits and belly. She didn't seem to mind. In fact, she grinned into the lens as the cum from her fingers plopped into her mouth. She was at ease posing for his camera.
"You are one unforgettable fucking sight!" he hissed. "I should have record of this evening, just to remind me it really happened!"
"Oh, it happened all right!" Bonnie laughed and posed more as he snapped shot after shot.
He did leave eventually, and she used tissue to clean up most of the spunk before pulling her dress back up over her shoulders. Then she crept to the private bathroom he had indicated and finished the job, washing herself thoroughly and applying a fresh coat of make-up. She went back to the party and sheepishly sought out her husband. She'd been wondering if he'd even missed her. But it was obvious from his flushed face that he had.
"You were sure gone long enough," he said. "What were you talking about in there so long?"
"You knew where I was?"
"I saw you go into the library with old Henderson! I was just about to come in after you! He didn't make a pass at you, did he?"
"Don't be silly," Bonnie said, smiling. "Mr. Henderson is a very sweet man. He really knows how to impress a girl."
On the way home later, Rodney brought up the question of Mr. Henderson again. And Bonnie had an urge to tell all. But she didn't. Rodney just said he hoped she'd been nice to his boss. A lot depended on how well they all got along socially.
"Don't worry, Rodney, I charmed the pants off him," Bonnie said, smiling to herself in the dark of the car. "And I plan on doing all I can to keep charming him!"
She thought ahead to Wednesday, and how she would fuck and suck Mr. Henderson all afternoon while her unsuspecting husband was at work. Her pussy was still wet from her wild cocksucking session and she squirmed a little in her seat for the rest of the ride home. The main question on her mind for the remainder of the evening was how she could stand to wait till Wednesday rolled around.
When they got home, Rodney fucked her in his usual fashion. He rolled on top of her, pumped in and out for five or seven minutes, then shot his load. He promptly rolled off her and went off to sleep. But for one, Bonnie didn't mind. She was wet enough, after what had happened, to cum fairly quickly herself, and soon she too was sinking into a deep sleep. But she couldn't help but wonder what she'd do for exciting sex till the middle of the week.
She managed to get through the weekend. Rodney was usually rested enough for those two days to be able to fuck her three or four times. So she tried to be satisfied with that. But by Monday she was ready to climb the walls again. She needed a cock. Any cock. Just as long as it wasn't her husband's. The bigger and uglier the better. She wanted to be split in half by a cock.
Late Monday afternoon she suddenly remembered where she'd seen a cock that might be as big as Mr. Henderson's. It was down at the private gym she used, and it belonged to the fellow who shared ownership of the place. Franco, he was called, and he was dark and hairy and handsome. He had muscles that bulged and rippled. He rarely wore shorts, preferring to keep up the business-like appearance of a property owner. But once in a while he did, and Bonnie remembered how his crotch had bulged as he had demonstrated some new piece of equipment to a client.
She changed quickly into the briefest, most daring exercise outfit she owned. And then she took a cab to the gym, figuring she had at least two hours before Rodney would be home. And as luck would have it, the place was nearly deserted. Franco had raised the rates recently, and many people had stopped using the facility. Rodney said she could still go there though. He figured he was a hotshot executive, and nothing was too good for his new bride. Bonnie silently thanked him as she made a great show of exercising by herself in a quiet corner.
Franco was looking after the place this afternoon, and he was chatting or offering advice to the two other people present. He glanced at Bonnie once or twice but made no move to come over to her. He smiled politely and went about his business.
He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, Bonnie noticed. And she checked out the bulge in his crotch. It was swelling out promisingly, and her own crotch tingled at the thought of having his big prick inside her. She wished the other people would leave. She wanted a chance with Franco alone before anyone else came into the place. But both people struggled on and on, stretching and pumping weights and growing redder and redder in the face. By the time they straggled out to the locker room, Bonnie was glistening with sweat from her workout.
"Well, young lady, and howls your workout going?" Franco asked, finally coming over to give her some attention. -"You seem to be doing very well."
"Oh, I don't think I'm using any of this equipment correctly," Bonnie said, "Maybe you could show me. Is this right?"
She began to pump the handles on a machine, raising her arms above her head again and again. Her T-shirt, which was cut off high above her navel, shifted even higher with each pump. The lower swells of her big tits were visible almost to the nipples. Her tits shifted and heaved inside the tight fabric.
"That is good, yes," Franco said, trying not to look at her straining tits. "But try it a little more slowly."
Bonnie did as he said. But now she leaned back a little, so that her shirt rode even higher. Franco could now see the lower rings of her pink areolas each time she shoved her arms into the air. Her nipples were jutting out the fabric like chunks of stone.
"Like this? Is this good?" she asked, looking him in the eye.
"Yes, very good," he said, a light film of perspiration appearing on his forehead.
Bonnie leaned back a fraction more, just enough so that her sturdy nipples peeked into the open occasionally. She was excited. She wondered how much longer she'd have to do work before he grabbed her. The sight of her nearly naked tits had driven many men wild. Yet he was trying to be cool and detached. She decided to try something else.
"I need to exercise my legs. Is this a good thing to try?" she asked, And suddenly she moved away from the arm weights and threw a leg over a bench attached to another machine.
She straddled the thing, then leaned back and began spreading her legs and then closing them, her crotch tilted up at Franco. The lower part of her outfit ride high over both hips, leaving them bare. The crotch piece was a very narrow vee that let a few stray cunthairs peek free.
Franco watched her, his eyes dark and serious. He could no longer see her nipples. He kept his attention on her crotch instead. The vee of her outfit seemed to be getting narrower as she scissored her legs back and forth.
"Is this good?" she asked. "Will this build muscles?"
He continued watching the gorgeous woman as she opened and closed her legs. And he tried to think of what it would be best to do under the circumstances. The little slut was obviously asking for it, but he hesitated to make a move. It wasn't always good for business to fuck your clients.
Besides, he knew she was married. He didn't want to lose her husband's business either. Yet she was hard to resist. He'd avoided talking to her in the past on purpose, because he knew she was nothing but a dirty little slut. But this was hard to ignore. She was spreading her legs for him again and again, virtually begging him to fuck her. And still he resisted.
Bonnie began to wonder just what she had to do to get to Franco. She glanced at his crotch, and his cock-bulge did appear to be growing. But still he didn't make a move. Her legs moved in and out, and she felt her crotchband narrowing and getting wetter. It would only be a matter of seconds, she knew, before the material slipped inside her cuntlips together. Then she would see how much resistance he had. She could feel her pussylips growing wetter and wetter. They were swelling, as they always did when she got excited. Her inner cuntlips could grow into inch-long flaps.
There was a soft pop, and her wet crotch slipped between the puffy lips of her cunt. Her pussylips seemed to gnaw on the material, chewing it inside. Two or three inches of her costume disappeared between her cuntlips. It felt good, pressing down on her clit. As she moved her legs in and out, the friction of the material felt wonderful. Bonnie's eyes glazed over as she stared up at him.
"Goodnight, Franco!" someone shouted suddenly.
Bonnie snapped her legs shut over her creamy crotch. She watched the two other people move toward the door. She sat up on the bench as Franco moved away to say goodnight to the couple. He had a quiet conversation with them as they moved out the door. And after what seemed like an hour, he turned back into the room to face her.
Bonnie was completely naked. She'd slipped off her T-shirt and her soiled shorts, and she stood proud and smiling in the center of the floor. Her tits heaved on her chest. Her golden cunt mound glowed damply. She watched him closely, then moved over to where a steel pole an inch in diameter ran up alongside a piece of exercise equipment. She clutched the pole and shoved her body harshly against it.
"I want you to fuck me so bad I can taste it!" she hissed, her lovely mouth glistening. "You can do anything you want to me! You can fuck my mouth, my tits, anything! But please, please, please, fuck my cunt first! I'm so hot for you I'm steaming!"
Franco seemed to come to a decision. He quickly locked the door to the place and walked over to her. On the way, he peeled off his T-shirt and tossed it aside. There was a grim expression on his face, as if he was doing this against his better judgment. But he couldn't resist any longer.
He began to peel off his shorts. But as he did, he stared at her. She had forced herself hard against the shiny metal pole, and her swollen cuntlips had actually folded themselves around the thing. She bent her knees and moved up and down, fucking the pole brazenly. She stared at Franco the whole time and licked her lips.
"You're a very dirty young woman," Franco said simply. "You're the strangest, hottest little slut we've ever had in here."
Bonnie grinned. But her smile turned to deep excitement as she caught sight of what hung down between his legs. As he stepped from his shorts, she saw a thick, ten-inch cock sway out and down, its sides all covered with veins, the cockhead swollen. She licked her lips, gave a little moan, and suddenly left the pole and dropped to her knees in front of him.
She grabbed his cock, clutching it tight. And she began to rub it all over her face, just as she'd done with Henderson a few days before. She smiled lewdly as she smeared the cock into her cheeks, nose, and eyes. And she began muttering hoarsely, staring up at him whenever his giant prick wasn't in the way.
"I love a huge, ugly cock! Fuck, how I love them!" she moaned. And she began licking the underside of the cock wantonly.
She jerked it in her hand, feeling its heat and power. Her head dipped and tilted and she began licking and slurping at his heavy balls. Her lips closed over one ball completely and she sucked on it. All the while, she moaned softly, as if she was well on the way to coming already. She glanced up at him as she sucked his ball. His huge cock lay propped up along the left side of her face.
"You're a newlywed, aren't you?" Franco asked suddenly, not bothering to hide the sarcasm in his voice.
"Yes! I've only been married six weeks!" Bonnie gasped, slipping her mouth off his swollen ball. "And I know you must think I'm a slut and a whore, but I can't help it! I love sex! I love big, ugly cocks!"
Her mouth slurped down over his cockhead and she sucked several inches of prickshaft between her lips. She bobbed her head up and down and blew him, while her fist jacked up and down on the base of his cock. She was determined his prick be fully stiff before taking it between her legs. She wanted it to be as long and thick as possible. Her lips made squeaking noises on his wet prick.
"Married for six weeks, and you're already blowing strange men in public places!" Franco gasped.
He sounded sad, as if he'd long since given up all hope of understanding women. He watched the girl young enough to be his daughter slurp on his prick like a wanton whore.
"Fuck me now! Please fuck me!" Bonnie groaned, pulling her mouth off his cock. "I need you so bad! I want your big thick cock deep inside my cunt!"
She lay down on the floor and spread her legs wide. Her fingers gripped both pussylips and pried them wide apart. The gaping pink hole of her cunt was shining up at him, all fresh and clean. Franco wondered vaguely how many cocks her sweet young cuntlips had been wrapped around. Then he got down on his knees and leaned down over her.
But he didn't slip his cock into her yet. First he dipped his head between her legs and began to lick and suck at her open pussyflesh. First the thick, puffy outer cuntlips, all lined with blonde hair. Then the more delicate, rubbery inner pussylips, which were pink and wet. He nibbled at the loose, swelling skin and it expanded for him. The inner lips seemed to blossom at his touch like a weird plant. Bonnie moaned with pleasure and scissored her legs in and out on either side of his head.
"Oh yes! Eat my cunt!" she whimpered. "My husband never does that! And I love it so much! Eat my hot cunt!"
Franco slurped and slobbered between her legs, tugging on her inner pussylips until the flaps were over an inch long, like little wings on either side of her cunt. He touched her clit with his tongue and began sucking on it.
"Ohhhhh, fuck! Oh fuck!" she groaned. "You dirty bastard! Eat my cunt! Suck my clit! I love your hot sucking mouth!"
"Ohhhh, fuck! Oh fuck!" she groaned. "You dirty bastard! Eat my cunt! Suck my clit! I love your hot sucking mouth!"
She was humping her ass up off the carpet, mashing her crotch onto his mouth. And he sucked and chewed on her almost viciously, as if he wanted to hurt her. She whimpered and moaned as if she were about to burst into tears. Her hips began to rotate around and around. Yet he followed her every move. His mouth stayed glued to her as he gnawed on her open cunt.
"So long since I had my cunt eaten! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she hissed. She grabbed her tits and dug her fingers deep into the flesh.
Franco quit eating her as suddenly as he'd begun. One second he was chewing her out, the next he was lifting his head from her crotch and crawling between her legs, his giant hard-on in his hand. Her cunt was hopelessly wet and open. It looked big enough to shove his fist into. He slotted his cockhead between the outer pussylips and rammed forward. Eight inches of cockmeat fucked into her and she groaned loudly. Without pausing, he crammed the rest of his hard prick inside her, till only his balls remained outside.
Bonnie stared up at him through glazed eyes, her lids half-closed. Her mouth was open and her nostrils flared. For once, she seemed speechless. Then she smiled slightly, obviously deeply satisfied by what she had inside her. She began to squirm a little beneath him, adjusting to the big prick. Her breath was coming in short little bursts. When she spoke, it was with quite a bit of effort.
"Can I be on top? I want to feel your big cock deep, deep inside me! I want to sit on it so that it goes as deep as possible!"
He reached both hands down under her to circle her tiny waist. Then he swung back on his haunches and raised her, his cock still buried up her cunt. He gently eased down onto his back, and she swayed into an upright position on top of him, her legs scissored on either side. She leaned over him slightly so that her big tits dangled down into his face, He grabbed a tit in each hand and squeezed hard.
"Fuck, it feels so good inside me! So big! So hard!" Bonnie moaned. "I'm going to cum within seconds, I just know it! I don't even have to. fuck you to get off!"
But she did begin to move, slowly at first, then more and more quickly. She began by rotating her crotch and ass around on his cock, then gently eased herself up and down on it. She rode him easily, confidently, thrilled at the sensations his giant prick was sending through her. Her head rolled back on her shoulders and she closed her eyes. Her big tits heaved and strained in his hands.
"I'm sure glad I'm not married to you, you horny little slut!" Franco grunted. "How many men have you fucked and sucked since your wedding?"
"You're only the third, believe it or not!" she moaned. "But don't worry, there are going to be lots more! I'll never get enough cock!"
Her voice was tense and her breathing grew more and more uneven. Soon she was bobbing up and down on him so hard that he knew she was on the verge of cumming. Her head whipped from side to side. Her hair flew in all directions. He let go of her tits and watched them bounce up and down on her chest. The nipples were long, And the way she was riding him, he knew he couldn't last much longer himself.
"Talk dirty to me! Call me dirty names!" she panted.
Her cunt was sliding up and down on his dick rapidly, making wet slurping noises.
"Cunt! Bitch! Slut! Filthy cocksucking whore!" he shouted, "You're a two-timing slut! A horny, cheating cunt! You're a tramp! A fucking cocksucking cunt!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Bonnie screamed.
She was cumming, fucking herself up and down on his cock wildly. Waves of pleasure rolled through her.
"Cocksucking pussy! Dirty fucking bitch!" Franco yelled. And then he could say no more. He was cumming too.
Three jets of hot spunk blasted up into Bonnie's cunt. She felt them coiling and sizzling inside her. Another wad shot free. And another, until great thick strings of spunk were drooling out her cuntlips and down over Franco's cock and balls. The friction of her pumping cunt whipped the cum into froth and it speckled her cunthair, thighs, and his belly.
"I'm a dirty cocksucking slut! A two-timing whore! And I love it!" she wailed. "Fuck me hard! Fill me with cum! Blast me full of steaming-hot spunk! I fucking love it!"
"Bitch! Cunt! Cocksucking slut!" Franco groaned.
"Yes! I am! I am!" Bonnie laughed. "And it's so much fun! I love it! Being single was never this much fun! I'm married and I'm still fucking all the men I want! I love it! I love being a cocksucking slut!"
And with that, she settled down on top of him, her cunt awash with his steaming juice.
CHAPTER FIVE
At the arranged time on Wednesday afternoon, Charles Henderson slipped through the open back door, of Bonnie's house. He'd left poor Rodney back at the office with enough work to last him a week. Now, instead of spending the afternoon on the golf course, he was going to spend it in bed with Rodney's slut of a wife. The notion gave him a special kind of thrill.
The house was quiet until Bonnie called out to him from the head of the stairs. He began climbing the steps, but stopped in his tracks. He gazed up at Bonnie and his jaw fell slack. For a second, he couldn't believe his eyes. She looked like some stunning young model fresh from the pages of a mens' magazine. His heart skipped a beat and his crotch throbbed.
"Are you all ready for a dirty afternoon?" he asked. "Are you ready to do dirty, dirty things to me?"
He didn't speak. He just stared at her freshly curled blonde hair, her red mouth and inky eyelids. She wore a flimsy black wrap that did little to conceal what was underneath. He could see her big tits straining out over a quarter-cup bra, the nipples and areolas dark under the see-through material. His eyes drifted down to take in the rest of her stunning young figure.
"I bought this stuff especially for you. Do you like it?" She grinned.
She drew the black wrap open so that he could see clearly what she had on underneath.
Again, he didn't speak. He was staring at the black lace garter belt she wore around her waist. And at the black stockings that were hitched to the elastic garters at the tops of her thighs. But what interested him even more was what he saw between the taut black straps of her garters. Her crotch was freshly shaved, a lovely bald mound of pale skin above the straight slit of her cunt. Her cuntlips looked pulpy and tender and very naked curling down between her legs.
"You shaved your cunt! Your pussy is as bare as a young girl's!" he gasped.
"I did it for you. I thought it would excite you," she said. "Rodney will kill me when he sees it!"
"You mean he doesn't know?"
"I only did it this morning. Just for you, like I said. Do you like it?"
She placed the fingers of one hand on either side of her cuntslit and pried apart. The glistening pink hole of her cunt winked at him lewdly.
"I love it! But won't Rodney get suspicious of why you did it?"
"I don't care! Rodney is too busy with his precious career to worry too much about what I do with my cunt! Come on up! Let's play dirty games together!"
Henderson bounded up the stairs like a teenager. And before Bonnie could move, he knelt one step down from her and forced his face into her crotch. He licked and sucked at her hairless cunt, slurping his tongue everywhere. She was so fresh and clean and sweet-smelling. He drove his tongue inside her, forcing it deep. He slid his hands over the dry material of her stockings and up over the taut strips of her garters.
"Oh yes! Eat me like that! I've been waiting for this for days!" she moaned. She bent her knees and spread her legs wide, lowering her open cunt onto his mouth.
She clutched at the banister rail so that she wouldn't lose her balance. Already she felt melty inside and weak in the knees. Her eyes clenched shut with pleasure and her free hand cradled the back of his head. She forced his face closer to her, mashing his mouth onto her cunt. She hissed and wheezed through her teeth and humped her crotch up and down.
"Oh, I wish Rodney could see me now!" she gasped. "Would he ever get a surprise, seeing his boss eating out his cute young wife!"
"Rodney will be tied up at the office till at least early evening!" Henderson panted, pulling his mouth off her cunt at last. "I gave the poor bastard so much work he'll be chained to his desk for hours! I want lots of time with his young slut wife this afternoon! I want to fuck and suck her till she can't stand up!"
He straightened up quickly and swept Bonnie off her feet and into his arms. She was so tiny and light that he had no trouble whisking her to the bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed roughly, then stood alongside it to undress. He only managed to kick off his shoes and socks before Bonnie was sitting on the edge of the bed, opening his fly. He tossed his jacket over a chair and began unbuttoning his shirt, watching her the whole time.
"I love your cock! It's so big and gross!" she murmured, hauling his thick and heavy prick from his open pants. "Fuck, how I love huge throbbing cocks! I'll never get enough!"
He smiled down at her and threw his shirt aside. Then he was dropping his pants down around his ankles. She had his cock stuck out through the front of his shorts, so for the moment, he couldn't remove them. He watched her lick his cockhead and the underside of the shaft as she stared up at him. Her blue eyes were twinkling wickedly.
"Will you fuck me really hard?" she asked as she licked. "I want you to be rough with me! You can hurt me if you like!"
"I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to stand up for a week, don't worry!" he grunted. "You're dressed up like a slut, so I guess I'll treat you like one!"
He clutched his hand to the back of her neck suddenly and forced her head forward. He wrestled his growing cock from her and began to rub it harshly into her face. The cockhead smeared roughly across her lips, up one cheek and into one eye. She clenched the eye shut tight as he poked his cock into the socket. Then he was scraping the hot cockhead across her forehead, down into her other eye and alongside her nose. He bent her pretty turned-up nose this way and that with his hardening prick.
"Yes! Rub your cock all over my face like that! I love it!" she groaned.
He smiled down at her and threw his shirt aside. Then he was dropping his pants down around his ankles. She had his cock stuck out through the front of his shorts, so for a moment, he couldn't remove them. He watched her lick his cockhead and the underside of the shaft as she stared up at him. Her blue eyes were twinkling wickedly.
"Will you fuck me really hard?" she asked as she licked. "I want you to be rough with me! You can hurt me if you like!"
"I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to stand up for a week, don't worry!" he grunted. "You're dressed up like a slut, so I guess I'll treat you like one!"
He clutched his hand to the back of her neck suddenly and forced her head forward. He wrestled his growing cock from her and began to rub it harshly into her face. The cockhead smeared roughly across her lips, up one cheek and into one eye. She clenched the eye shut tight as he poked his cock into the socket. Then he was scraping the hot cockhead across her forehead, down into her other eye and alongside her nose. He bent her pretty turned-up nose this way and that with his hardening prick.
"Yes! Rub your cock all over my face like that! I love it!" she groaned.
She tilted her face up for him, her eyes closed, and let him do as he liked. She didn't care if he messed up her carefully applied make-up.
"What are you?" he asked as he rubbed his cock deep into her cheek. "Tell me what you are, like you did last time!"
"I'm a slut! A bitch! A no-good, two-timing cunt!" she muttered, her heart pounding with excitement. "I'm a cocksucker, a cheating little whore! Pm a dirty, horny slut and I deserve to be fucked all day long! Oh, fuck!"
"That's right! Every word is true!" Henderson moaned. "And this afternoon we're going to prove it! You're going to get fucked, little girl, up every hole you've got!"
Bonnie's heart lurched. Up every hole she had. That meant ass-fucking as well. Mr. Henderson was going to fuck her cunt, her mouth, and her ass. All three holes. She moaned out loud. Her cunt trembled at the thought. She hadn't been ass-fucked since Stan had done it to her. Six weeks and more without a cock up her asshole. She could hardly wait.
"By the end of the afternoon, I want to have shot a load up every fucking hole!" Henderson said, still rubbing his cock into her face as hard as he could. "Your cunt, your mouth, and your asshole are going to be flooded with hot cum! Think you can take it, bitch? Are you ready for the dirtiest afternoon of your life?"
"Yes! Oh fuck, yes!" Bonnie howled. "Do it to me! Fuck my cunt, my mouth, my asshole! I want it like I've never wanted anything in my life! I want your hot cum in all three holes!"
His cock was growing huge in his fist, and he gave it one last rub around her lovely face. It had begun to ooze pre-cum juice now and slick trails of goo lay along her forehead, up one cheek, and at the side of her mouth. Her red lipstick and inky eye make-up were smudged slightly, and a fine film of sweat had broken out on her forehead.
"We'd better get started," he said, "otherwise we won't be finished before your stupid husband gets home."
He slapped her face a couple of times, quite harshly, as a parting shot. But when he saw her wince with discomfort, he remained standing and did it again. She sat on the bed quite passively, her face tilted up, her hands clutching the backs of his thighs. And she let him slap her face again and again with his thick, heavy cock. The swelling prick made loud noises as it hit her flawless cheeks.
Finally, he seemed ready. He smeared off one last glob of pre-cum juice onto the tip of her nose and then backed off from her. He bent down, peeled off his shorts, and let his prick bounce free. Then he climbed up onto the bed, urging her up toward the fluffy pillows. She lay back and spread her legs wide. Her fingers clutched at her cuntlips and peeled them wide apart for him.
"It's been a long time since I fucked anyone wearing a garter belt and stockings," he said. "And it's the first time I've ever fucked anyone with a shaved cunt. You really know how to get a man hot and horny, don't you, little bitch?"
"It's the one thing I do well!" Bonnie gasped. "I'm not talented in any other area! And I'm not too bright, I guess! But one thing I can do is get men excited! I know how to fuck! And to suck cock! I know every way there is to get a man off!"
He knelt between her legs a moment and stared at her. Her belly was rippling softly. He touched his fingers to the embroidered lacy material of her garter belt, ran them down over the loosened straps of her black garters. He touched the clasps holding the garters to her stockings, and then the stockings themselves. Finally, he stared down at her gaping pink cunt, still held open by her slender fingers.
"You're enough to drive a man mad!" he muttered. And he pressed the huge bloated head of his cock between her hairless, pulpy cuntlips. He slid forward, watching the cockhead, then two and three inches of cockshaft disappear inside her.
"Oooh yes! Oooh fuck, yes!" she whimpered. "Drive it deep! Fill me with hard-on! Split me in half with your big ugly prick!"
She still held her cunt open for him, but it was no longer necessary. His prick was sliding inside her easily, one bloated inch at a time. She was soaking wet and greasy with cuntjuice. And in one slow motion, he had buried all ten inches of his cock inside her. Her fingers let her pulpy cuntlips mold themselves around his prick at last, and he began to fuck her, plowing his prick in and out of her with ease. He watched her eyes glaze over as she stared up at him.
"It's so big! Fuck, I love it!" she hissed. Her hands came up behind him to clutch at his asscheeks.
Henderson fucked her steadily, keeping his body angled up off hers so that he could study her face and watch her big tits jiggle. Her mouth was wet and red and half-open, and he had a sudden urge to withdraw from her cunt and fuck his cock to the balls between her lips. But that would have to wait. He'd leave that till last, till he'd fucked her everywhere else first. He'd probably need that sweet sucking mouth to get him hard again before the afternoon was over.
He grabbed her legs and bent them at the knees, scissoring them up high on either side of her. He spread them far, far apart, so that she was tilted up at him. And he fucked his cock into her again and again, plowing it deep, burying it to the hilt on every vicious stroke. He watched her whole body shudder as he thrust into her.
"So big! So deep!" she wailed. "I love it! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! Fuck me hard! Split me in half with your big hard-on!"
His ass rose and fell. The lips of her cunt warped out of shape around his stiff cock. Dirty squelching sounds of meshed cock and cunt filled the room, along with a gentle creaking of the bed. Bonnie gazed up at the ceiling with unseeing eyes, thinking vaguely that this was her marriage bed, and only six weeks into her new life, she was sharing it with another man. She laughed as Henderson fucked into her.
"What's so funny, bitch?" he asked, his belly now slapping against hers.
"Oh nothing. Just thinking of how much I love married life," she said. She clawed her fingers into his ass and drew him deeper.
"Yeah, you're some faithful wife! Poor Rodney has no idea what a cockteasing little slut he's married to!"
He was really driving his cock into her, burying it to the balls on every stroke. Her trussed body shuddered at the force of his thrusts. Yet she accepted every inch gratefully, again and again. Her cuntlips looked like two slivers of raw meat folding back and forth over the pistoning prick. Her poor little clit was rubbed raw.
"Christ, it feels good to be fucking a shaved cunt!" he gasped. "I haven't done anything this kinky in a long time! You really bring out the beast in me, you horny little bitch!"
Bonnie smiled. But her eyes were soon glazing over. She was going to have another climax.
"I'm cumming!" she yelped. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming so soon! So soon!"
She shuddered and moaned beneath him, her eyes rolling back into her head. Her fingers clawed at his ass. And as her cunt let loose its flow of juice, Henderson drove his prick hard inside her and gave off a loud moan of his own. He held her legs far apart, and his body trembled as he began to spurt knot after knot of sizzling cum up her cunt. Again and again he buried his cock to the hilt up her cunt. And the thick wads of spunk sprang into her, filling the cradle of her cunt and then oozing back out and down into the crack of her ass.
"So good! So fucking good! Fill me with spunk!" she cried. "Fill my hot cunt with gooey cum!"
He fired off another cum-jet. And another. And then he was slowing down on top. of her. His cock was wet and slimy with cum and cunt-juice. Her climax faded, but not completely. Small tingles of pleasure kept sparkling through her. She stared up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. She knew this was just the beginning. The afternoon was young and they had a lot more to do yet.
He withdrew his cock from her and gazed down between her legs. Her cunt was a huge gaping hole, large enough to stick his fist into. And it oozed white slugs of jizz. The puffy pink pussylips were coated with slimy white spunk. The goo slithered down between her asscheeks and soaked her puckered asshole. She stared up at him, wondering what he would do next. To her amazement, his cock showed no signs of wilting. It was as granite-hard as before, jutting out from his crotch grossly.
"Turn over, bitch! Get on your hands and knees with your ass in the air!" he shouted. "I'm going to cram my big prick up your sweet ass! Fm going to fuck the shit out of you!"
Bonnie groaned. This was what she'd been secretly waiting for. A huge, rock-hard cock up her asshole. It was the strongest, dirtiest feeling in the world. And she wanted it desperately. She wanted him to abuse her. She wanted him to hurt her.
"Yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me up the ass! Hurt me with that huge hard-on! Shove it to the balls up my tight asshole!"
She rolled over onto her belly and raised her gorgeous ass up into the air. She crammed her head into a pillow and braced her arms on either side of her, the elbows bent. Her tits and upper body were mashed into the bed. There was a deep hollow in the small of her back, then her ass curved up gently. Her black garters dug deep into her pale, taut flesh.
Her legs were spread wide and he had a perfect view of her gaping cunt with his fresh cum still dripping and drooling from it. Even as he watched, a string of spunk six inches long dangled down from her open cunt and swayed to one side, attaching itself finally to her black stocking top. More cum followed, oozing out of her like thick silver syrup.
He could also see the small puckered ring of her asshole between her splayed asscheeks. It looked incredibly tiny. He knelt behind her and poked his prick quickly in and out of her oozing cunt. Then, his cockhead freshly wet with slime, he began spreading goo up and down the crack of her ass. He concentrated on the bud of her asshole, making sure it was good and slimy with jism. Then he pressed his huge cockhead won onto the small circular bud.
"This may hurt a bit, bitch! You're pretty small, and my cock is fucking huge! But there's no use struggling! I'm going to ass-fuck you not matter how much I hurt you! You hear?"
"I hear! I don't care! I want you to hurt me! Shove it all the way in! Fuck the ass off me!"
He gripped the rear strap of her garter belt with one hand. With the other, he braced his glistening hard-on. He put more and more pressure behind his prick, forcing it deeper and deeper between the tight little mounds of her asscheeks. He watched the pale asscheeks warp grossly around the solid bulk of his prick.
Bonnie's knees were about to buckle. But she braced herself hard and tried to push back against him with her ass. Henderson's was by far the biggest and thickest cock she'd ever tried to take up her ass. And it wasn't going to be easy, she knew. She made little moaning sounds into her pillow as he pressed on.
"Steady, bitch! Steady!" Henderson gasped, letting his full weight push down behind his cock. He began to wonder if his cockhead would ever disappear up her asshole.
For another few seconds, it didn't seem like it would. But then something gave way. Her puckered asshole wrapped itself tightly over the gross prickhead. Bonnie groaned loudly, half in pleasure, half in pain. Her fingers clawed at the sheet and she bit at her bottom lip. It felt as though a steel bar was being shoved up her ass.
"It hurts! Oh fuck, it hurts so good!" she cried. "Don't stop! Shove it deep! Shove it all the way up my tight asshole!"
Henderson held his fingers tight around his straining prick and he watched the head and two inches of cockshaft slide up Bonnie's ass. The worst was over now, he knew. Now her ass muscles had accepted his cockhead, the rest would follow slowly but surely. Three, four, five inches of hard prick fucked up her asshole. He paused, drew in a deep breath, and leaned low to whisper in her ear.
"How does it feel, bitch? How does it feel to have a big thick hard-on fucking up your ass?"
"Fucking wonderful! Don't stop! Cram all of it up my ass! I can take it! I fucking love it! Ass-fuck me till I can't walk!"
Henderson had let go his cock, and now he gripped her garter belt with both hands. He urged his hips forward, and nine inches of cockmeat slid up Bonnie's ass. Finally, after another short pause, he forced the last inches between her asscheeks. His cockhair touched her asscheeks. His balls nestled against her oozing cunt. His cock was stuck up her ass to the hilt. There was no more to go inside.
"It hurts so much! But I love it!" Bonnie moaned. "Fuck me hard up the ass! Hurt me some more! I deserve it! I'm a no-good, two-timing slut! Ass-fuck me!"
For a moment, Henderson just rested. He stared down at his crotch as if he couldn't quite believe he'd fucked his whole cock up her ass. He gazed at the black garter belt caught in his hands. And her tiny, tiny waist and the delicate wings of her shoulder blades. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and back. Then he began viciously fucking her up the asshole.
"Yes! Oh fucks yes! Fuck me hard up the asshole! Hurt me!" she gasped. She pushed her ass back onto his prick, impaling herself again and again.
His cock was sliding easily in and out of her asshole, even though she was so tight. He had no trouble moving. And he set up a steady rhythm, plowing his hard-on deep inside her time after time. He drove her face deep into her pillow. He mashed her tits into the sheet. And all the while his cock felt like it was being peeled by the tight sheath of her asshole.
"Jesus Christ!" he groaned. "This feels so good! Shit, I love to fuck tight little assholes!"
He buried his cock again and again. And he began shifting slightly from side to side, angling his prick into her from the right and then from the left. It was as if he wanted to make her asshole as wide as possible, so that no one would ever have a problem ass-fucking her. His huge prick glistened each time it flashed into the open. Then it was plunged to the balls back up her ass and Bonnie was driven deep into the bed beneath him.
"So deep! So fucking deep and dirty!'' she exclaimed. And suddenly her voice broke. She began to whimper and cry into her pillow, like a helpless little girl. She sobbed and moaned, half out of her mind with fuck-lust.
"What's the matter, slut? Too much cock for you?" Henderson asked. "My big thick cock too big and hard for your sweet little asshole?"
Bonnie just continued to sob into her pillow. Tears rolled from her eyes and soiled her pillow. Her make-up was smudged and smeared. She clutched tightly to the sheet, wringing handfuls of it with her fingers. And finally she fell forward off her knees, flat onto her belly. Her legs were still spread wide. His cock was still fucking to the hilt up her asshole on every stroke. He had her pinned to the bed with his hard-on.
"Cumming, bitch! Feel my hot cum up your ass!" he growled suddenly. And with the next thrust of his cock, his balls burst.
He fucked her crazily. And with each thrust, another hot jet of spunk shot into Bonnie's asshole. His cock twitched, and fired off creamy wads of cum up her ass. The slugs of spunk sizzled inside her. And each time he pulled his cock free, it dripped and drooled heavy strings of jizz.
"Flooding your asshole, slut! Filling your sweet ass with quarts and quarts of hot cum! Does it feel good?"
Bonnie could no longer answer. Her face was completely buried in her pillow. Her beautiful asscheeks were split wide, pried far apart by the great heavy log of his prick. They quivered each time he fucked down between them. And they took every thrust and dig. Only when his balls were drained did he sag into a heap on top of her.
"Mmmmfff, so fucking good! So fucking deep and dirty!" Bonnie moaned, twisting her face on her pillow. There was a sly smile on her tear-streaked face.
CHAPTER SIX
Rodney stayed down at his office until four o'clock, trying his best to plow through all the work Mr. Henderson had left him. But he knew he'd never finish. There was just no way he could have the work done by the next morning, which is what his boss had asked for. He decided to leave, have an early dinner with Bonnie, then try to work some more at home.
Rodney drove home just ahead of the afternoon traffic, and as he pulled into the driveway, he looked forward to surprising Bonnie. She wasn't used to seeing him home before six o'clock. Maybe they'd even have some time for some quick fucking before dinner, he thought. She'd like that. She was of ten horny when she got home. She couldn't get enough of his cock, it seemed. He flushed with pride at the thought of her pleading with him to fuck her.
He slipped into the house quietly, hoping to catch her off guard. And for a moment, he was surprised not to find her in the kitchen, or in the living room, watching television. She had to be home. All the doors were unlocked. He dumped his briefcase and slipped off his jacket. And then he heard the voices for the first time.
They were coming from upstairs, from the bedroom. They were soft, but urgent. It sounded as though someone were pleading for something. One of the voices was definitely Bonnie's. Suddenly he heard her laugh out loud. Then his heart froze. He climbed the stairs slowly, not making a sound. He peeped around the bedroom door, doing his best to stay out of sight.
The first thing he saw was his wife's naked crotch. Her legs were spread wide and he could see her cunt gaping open. It looked strange, and it took him several seconds to realize why. There was no pussy hair surrounding her open pink cuntlips. She'd shaved it off. And something gooey was oozing from the bare pussy. Spunk, he realized with a pounding heart. He glanced below, at her asshole, which was also gaping wide. White spunk oozed from that too.
Bonnie was on her back, naked except for a black lace garter belt and a pair of black nylon stockings. Mr. Henderson was sitting on top of her, straddling her chest. His huge red cock was lodged neatly between her naked tits, the prick-head inches from her chin. He was sliding it back and forth in her cleavage, gently fucking her tits.
"Please, Mr. Henderson, let me lick your asshole!" Bonnie gasped suddenly. "I really love doing dirty stuff like that! Let me stick my tongue up your ass! I know you'll like it! Then I'll suck your balls, and you can fuck my tits some more and cum in my face!"
"I want to cum in your mouth, as well as your face, bitch!" Henderson moaned. "But okay, go ahead! Just make sure you do a good fucking job!"
Rodney couldn't believe he was hearing this. Or seeing it. He watched, his heart pounding, as his boss raised himself up from Bonnie's tits. His cock was huge, well over ten inches, but it drooped a little as if it had already had several major workouts this afternoon. He crawled up over Bonnie, bent his knees, and squatted down over her face. His balls settled on the bridge of her nose and his ass grazed her mouth.
"Yes! Oh yes! This is so dirty!" Bonnie cried. "Hove to use my mouth on a man's asshole!"
Rodney watched as his lovely young wife tilted up her chin and buried her mouth between the muscular cheeks of Henderson's ass. She was licking up and down in the crack between his asscheeks. Rodney could see her pink tongue quite clearly, Her fingers pried the asscheeks apart so that she could go even further. Soon she was probing her tongue onto the puckered ring of his asshole. She gave off little moans of pleasure.
"You're the dirtiest little slut I've ever known!" Henderson granted. "You know that? I've never known anyone who was as much of a dirty cocksucking slut as you!"
Rodney felt the words tearing through him. But he didn't move. He felt nailed to the spot. He watched his wife writhe and squirm on the bed, her legs spread brazenly. He watched her lick and suck another man's asshole as if she'd been doing it all her life. She obviously loved it. Her throat made little gurgling sounds of pleasure the whole time she sucked.
"I used to do this for a couple of boy-friends," she said suddenly, pausing long enough in her licking to spread his asscheeks even wider with her fingers. "They were real dirty bastards, and they loved for me to do stuff like this."
"You licked the assholes of two of your boyfriends at the same time?" Henderson asked stupidly.
"No, silly. One at a time. On two or three separate occasions. Though I must admit, one of my favorite fantasies is to make it with two men at the same time. Two men. Two cocks. I can't think of anything nicer."
Rodney thought he was going mad. Bonnie had told him she was a virgin. He'd never had cause to doubt her. Now she was admitting she'd done filthy things to at least two different men.
"Your tongue's inside me! Fuck, that feels weird!" Henderson groaned.
He was shuddering as he squatted over Bonnie's face. She was poking the tip of her tongue into the entrance of his asshole.
His cock jutted out solidly now, all of its limpness gone. It soared over Bonnie's head like a flagpole. And as Rodney continued to watch his wife snuffling and snorting between his boss's asscheeks, he felt a solid twinge in his own crotch. To his deep shame, his cock was stiffening in his pants. He was getting excited by watching his wife do dirty things to another man.
"And when I fucked you up the ass earlier, that wasn't the first time you'd done that, was it?" Henderson asked, his voice tense.
"Fuck, no!" Bonnie gasped, taking time out for another breather. "I've let five or six guys fuck me up the ass! At least! But not every guy likes that! Just the dirty ones! There must have been a dozen or so more who were real happy just to fuck my cunt, or my mouth!"
Rodney turned away for a second and leaned against the wall. This was like some horrible nightmare. He felt like he should wake up any second, and everything would be like it was before. But he knew he wouldn't. This was for real. His wife was a slut, a whore, a cheating bitch! And the sooner he got used to the idea the better. He gazed off into space for a second, his eyes wild and unseeing.
"Let me suck your balls now," his wife was saying to Henderson. "I want to lick and suck them again before you tit-fuck me again."
Rodney peered back around the bedroom door. He watched Henderson ease back, dragging his heavy balls across Bonnie's face. She opened her mouth wide, and stuck out her tongue as if she was about to eat something truly delicious. Henderson lowered his sac and let one heavy ball plop solidly between her lips. She began to suck noisily, tugging at the leathery skin and stretching it.
"Would you really like to fuck and suck more than one man at the same time?" Henderson asked after she'd been sucking happily for almost a full minute.
"Sure!" she gasped, spitting out his ball and preparing to suck the other one. "Two men! Three men! Four men! A whole fucking football team, maybe! The more the merrier! As long as I was the only girl! I wouldn't want to share my cocks with anyone!"
"Fuck, what a dirty little bitch you are!" Henderson groaned.
Yeah, thought Rodney. What a dirty little bitch his wife was. His cock was now painfully hard in his pants, and he had a crazy urge to take it out and begin jerking off. But he didn't. He just stared at the obscene spectacle going on in his own bedroom, in his own bed. He watched his wife lick and suck his boss's balls until they were steaming. When she finally pulled her lips off them, she was grinning broadly.
"You can tit-fuck me now, if you want," she said. "I'm ready. Do you want to cum in my mouth, or on my face?"
Henderson was sitting on her chest again, slotting his cock down into her cleavage. He began to fuck her tits harshly.
"How about if I take a jet or two in my mouth, and then you can pump the rest all over my face? I love taking cum on my face. It feels so gooey. That's another thing those dirty guys liked to do to me."
"I think you told me already!" Henderson panted. He jammed her tits hard over his prick and fucked them wildly. It appeared that he wasn't too far from cumming.
Bonnie pressed her hands over his, helping him cram her tits together. And she held her mouth open in a sexy oval and stuck out her tongue. She stared at his cockhead anxiously each time it jutted out from between her tits. She obviously wanted to be prepared for his climax. Occasionally she glanced into his face to see how close he really was.
Henderson was panting and gasping, his ass humping back and forth on top of her. Suddenly he gave a strangled cry and lifted his hard-on up from the cradle of her tits. He shoved his cockhead and three inches of shaft between her too lips brutally and squeezed the base with his fist. His whole body trembled and he gave off another cry.
"Cumming in your mouth, bitch! Feel my hot cum spray across your tongue!"
His fist was a blur on the base of his prick.
Bonnie sounded like she was choking. Gurgling and coughing noises were coming from her and her nostrils were flaring. As Rodney watched, two thick streams of white cum overflowed her lips and rolled down her chin onto her neck. She was glaring up at Henderson with wide, adoring eyes. More cum poured from her mouth, completely soiling her chin and one cheek. She coughed and gurgled even louder.
Then Henderson was pulling back, slopping his cock from her mouth. Bonnie's fingers came up to take the cockshaft from him. She eagerly squeezed it in her hand and began jerking on it, masturbating him in front of her face. She stared at his cockhead while her mouth dribbled and drooled thick strings of cum.
"In my face! Spurt all over my face!" she cried. "I want hot cum in my eyes and on my cheeks and nose and in my hair! Shoot your jizz all over me!"
A thick jet of cum shot up from his cock and got caught on her left eyelash. It slopped and drooled over her cheek and off her jaw. But most of it hung from her eye like some gross elastic tear. She winced and clenched shut both eyes, but continued to jerk him off. She held her mouth open, in case he wanted to shoot any more in there.
Another jet of cum shot over the bridge of her nose and along one eyebrow before curling down her temple. Its tail slithered down the side of her nose and down to the corner of her mouth. Her tongue scooped up some of the goo and she smacked her lips. Her mouth was still drooling cum.
"All over my face! I love hot cum! Shoot your gooey spunk all over my cocksucking face!"
Another fat jet shot free and sprang into her right eye. It hung off her lashes in two places, then joined together above her cheek. The jism rolled down her face like syrup. It glistened in pearly drops on her flawless skin.
Finally his cock was drained, and Bonnie grinned up at Henderson with her spunk-drenched lips while she continued to squeeze his cock. She gave it a lick or two, then shoved the prickhead in her mouth and sucked it clean. She spat it out and began rubbing it harshly into her face, smearing his cum across her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, her eyes, everywhere she could. She was giving herself a facial with cum. Her eyes were clogged, and she couldn't see a thing, but she didn't seem to mind.
"I love cum! Remember I said I'd like to take a bath in it?"
She smeared his prickhead across her mouth and licked up all the cum.
Rodney could take no more. He sagged against the wall, his cock stiff but his body limp. Then he moved along the hall and down the stairs quickly. He stumbled out to his car and began driving, not knowing or caring where he was going.
He pulled over once or twice and just sat behind the wheel. Then he drove some more, his mind turning over and over again what he'd just witnessed. None of it made any sense to him. It was as though his whole world was turned upside down.
He lost all track of time. He remembered vaguely stopping off for a drink in some bar at one point. But eventually he pulled back into his driveway and made his way back into the house.
The place was quiet now. There were no voices coming from upstairs. Bonnie was nowhere to be seen. He climbed the stairs quietly and peered into the bedroom again. It wouldn't have surprised him to see Henderson lying alongside her still, in the rumpled, cum-soiled bed. But his boss wasn't there. Bonnie was alone. She was still naked but for her lewd garter belt and stockings. She was lying on her belly, sleeping peacefully.
Rodney moved close to the bed and stared down at her. She looked so young and beautiful. His heart ached. He remembered how happy he'd been for these first six weeks of their marriage. How proud he'd been to have such a stunning young beauty as his wife. Life seemed so perfect. He had a happy marriage, a fine house, a promising career. And now this.
He stared down at Bonnie's crotch. Her legs were spread wide and her black garters stretched taut along both thighs. There was dried cum on the backs of her legs and on the stockings themselves. There was more dried spunk smeared across the small of her back. Jizz still oozed from her cunt in gooey strings. And from her asshole in thick silver slugs.
He looked at her face. There were dried cum stains all over her cheeks, her nose, her forehead. Her eyelashes seemed to be still matted together with white jism. He could see a long string of cum still hanging in her blonde hair. There were gobs of spunk smeared all over her half-open lips.
Rodney's heart pounded. If he'd just come home for the first time and found her like this, he'd have been sure she'd been raped by two or three men. There seemed too much cum for just one man. But there had only been one. Mr. Henderson. His boss had left his lovely wife like this, smeared and oozing with cum, soiled from head to thigh.
But Henderson hadn't raped Bonnie. He'd had her full co-operation as he fucked her cunt, her ass, her tits and her mouth. She'd begged and pleaded with him to do dirty, dirty things to her. No, he couldn't be mad at Henderson. His boss had just known an easy fuck when he met one and he'd taken advantage of the situation. Only one person was responsible for the spunky mess on the bed.
Rodney leaned down and poked Bonnie gently in the ribs.
"Mmmmm? Oh, Rodney, darling! What time is it?" she asked, staring up at him. "I must have fallen asleep! I was so tired!"
"Tired, were you?" Rodney sneered. "And why would that be, do you suppose?"
Bonnie wasn't fully awake yet. She gazed around dumbly, trying to collect her thoughts.
Then she lay her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes again. She felt truly exhausted, as if she could sleep for a week. It took her quite some time to remember what had happened.
"Could it be that you were fucking and sucking all afternoon? Is that why you're so exhausted?" Rodney asked. There was a tone to his voice that he'd never used before with Bonnie. It was harsh and cruel.
"Don't be silly! You know I'd never be unfaithful to you, Rodney!"
"Oh no? You must think I'm fucking stupid! What the fuck is this, bitch? Is this some special lotion you've started using before you go to bed?" He had dipped his hand down between her legs and scooped up a fingerful of cum. He smeared it off along her cheek.
Bonnie didn't say anything. Suddenly she was wide awake. She was staring up at him with wide eyes, her mouth half-open. She breathed deeply. Her hand caught at the sheet and tried to pull it up over her body. But he snatched it from her and flung it away, leaving her completely exposed and naked. He hooked a finger under one of her garters and let it snap back harshly against her thigh. It made a slapping sound on her smooth skin.
"And is this what you're wearing for your afternoon naps now? You dressing up like a fucking whore for your snoozes? Turn over all the way!"
For a second, Bonnie didn't move. But the sound of his voice made her think twice. She did as she was told, rolling over onto her back. She watched him take in every inch of her body, from her cum-streaked tits to her oozing, bald crotch. Her heart pounded softly in her chest.
"You shaved your cunt! Why the fuck did you do that? Are you some kind of fucking pervert, or what?"
He was staring down at her now with real disgust in his eyes.
"He has staying power, I'll say that for the old bastard I How long did it take him to spray this much cum all over you?"
"You know? You know who was with me?"
"I saw you, you stupid cunt! I came home early and saw you sucking his cock! I heard you begging to lick and suck his asshole."
Bonnie flushed. There was a new look of interest in her eyes as she gazed up at Rodney. She wondered vaguely why he hadn't said something. Why he hadn't ranted and raved when he found Mr. Henderson in bed with her.
"What are you going to do?" she asked softly. "You going to kick me out or what? Just tell me."
"I don't know! I don't know what I'm going to do with you in the long run! But I know what I'm going to do right now!"
To Bonnie's amazement, Rodney began undressing. And as he slipped out of his pants and shorts, she was surprised at how big and stiff his cock was. She studied him carefully as he climbed on the bed between her legs. She let him nudge her thighs apart and stick his cock into her cunt. It slid in easily through all the cum and slime.
"One more load of cum won't make any difference at this stage, will it?" he asked. "You don't mind if I mix my cum with all the rest?"
He began to stroke in and out of her, fucking her with slow, measured pumps. Though his cock was much smaller than Mr. Henderson's, it seemed to fill her adequately.
"So you weren't a virgin when we got married? You lied to me about all that!" he grunted. "You'd fucked lots of guys before me! You'd let them fuck your mouth and your ass and everything else, hadn't you?"
Bonnie opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Her mind was racing, but she was still physically exhausted. She felt like she'd been fucked by an army. Every bone in her body ached. All she wanted was a hot shower and more sleep. But she had to fuck. For once in her life, she was being fucked against her will.
"Jesus, you must think I'm a fucking asshole!" Rodney gasped. "What a fucking jerk and a dolt you must think I am! I can't believe it!"
He was fucking more and more harshly, driving his cock into her with deep lunges. He kept his body angled up off her, so that he only touched her where their sex parts met. Her tits jiggled back and forth. Her shoulders hunched. She closed her eyes and let him do as he wished.
"I bet you've been fucking around on me from the very start, haven't you? I bet you cheated on me from the day we were married!"
Bonnie groaned. She wanted to tell him that she had actually been faithful for six whole weeks, but she knew it would sound ridiculous. She let him fuck into her and tried not to think of the future. She didn't want to think ahead to when Rodney kicked her out of the house and she was forced to go back to her family.
"How many were there? How many studs did you fuck around with behind my back since our wedding?" he asked, plowing his cock deep. "Six? Seven? A dozen? I'd really like to know."
Bonnie still didn't answer. She had a feeling he didn't really want to know. She accepted his thrusts without comment and waited for the end. From the speed of his movements, she knew it wouldn't be long. She only hoped he'd let her sleep afterward. She needed rest.
"Bitch! Cunt! Two-timing slut!" Rodney shouted, finally using the words that Bonnie had begged him for weeks to use. "Dirty, cocksucking cunt! Hot, cheating whore!"
He fucked her viciously, driving his cock to the balls inside her on each and every stroke. Then suddenly he pulled his stiff prick from her pussy and began to jerk-off over her belly. They both watched as hot cum began to spurt over her tits, her belly, her crotch. It sprang out in heavy jets, splattering across her already-smeared skin. Bonnie's belly heaved as the thick wads splashed down on her.
"Cunt! Whore! Slut!" Rodney cried, his fist a blur on his steadily spurting cock. "Fuck, I hate you! You're just a crazy cock-hungry cunt! Fuck! Oh fuck!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
The next few days were strange for Bonnie. She had no idea what was going to happen between her and Rodney. He wouldn't talk to her. He wouldn't touch her. He just went to work early in the morning and came home late at night. He ignored her. It was as if he didn't have a wife at all. But she knew he was thinking about her all the time. He was obviously trying to decide what to do about her.
It would have been easier if he'd just kicked her out and told her to get the fuck out of his life. The silent treatment was really rough. She was nervous and tense all day long. And what made it worse was wondering what was happening between Rodney and Mr. Henderson at work.
She tried to talk to Rodney several times, at breakfast, or after he came home from work. She really wanted to know what his plans were. But he said he was too busy to discuss anything with her right then. And he went down to his workroom in the basement with his briefcase full of papers. She was left to wander around the house by herself, not knowing from day to day what her future was.
She began to take long walks. Partly so that she wouldn't have to hang around the house, and partly get rid of her tension. She really needed some kind of physical outlet. Not only was she nervous as hell, but she was also as horny as hell. The incredible afternoon with Mr. Henderson had left her in a state of arousal that she couldn't relieve.
She considered calling Henderson and arranging to meet him secretly, at his home, or at a motel. But then she figured she'd better stay away from him for a while. Sex with Rodney's boss was a little too risky at present. And there was no telling how much he knew. Maybe he'd picked up hints from Rodney's behavior that the cat was out of the bag. He might not want to see her again at all.
She was even nervous about seeing Mr. Hicks, the neighbor, though he'd called her several times in the afternoon trying to set up another session with her. All she needed was for Rodney to find out that she'd fucked their neighbor as well and she'd be out the door for sure. If she was patient enough with Rodney, showed him she could mend her ways, maybe things would eventually get back to normal. It wasn't very likely, but it was possible.
In the meantime, she had to get her rocks off somewhere, risk or no risk. She had too much sexual energy to stay inactive for more than a day or so. And on one of her long walks, she decided the best man for the job was Franco, the operator of the gym. The chances of her husband finding out about her fucking Franco weren't that high.
She rushed home to change into her sexiest clothes, made up her face in her usual slutty manner. Then she took a cab to the gym and marched right into the place, a grim determined look on her face. It was mid-afternoon. The place was quiet. When she didn't see Franco anywhere, she strode right into his office without knocking. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, her big tits rising and falling with her heavy breathing.
Franco wasn't alone. He was sitting at his desk going over a pile of check stubs, and by his side, staring over his shoulder, was his partner, Conrad. They both looked up at her as she entered. They stared open-mouthed at her, as if they couldn't believe their eyes. Conrad, handsome and middle-aged, finally smiled slyly.
"So, Franco," he said. "Is this the young woman you were telling me about? Is this the friend you had the workout with the other day?"
"She's the one," Franco said. "And it looks like she's got something on her mind."
Franco was smiling, and he got up from behind his desk and stood alongside his partner. The two of them grinned at her like two horny schoolboys. But they made no move toward her. They waited for her to say something, to state her business. From the look of her, they seemed to know already what it was.
"I need to fuck!" she murmured, still out of breath. "I'm horny as hell and I need a cock! Two cocks would be even better! I'll take you both on at the same time, if you want! It's something I've always wanted to try!"
Neither of them spoke. They just stood there, Franco in his exercise outfit, Conrad in his business suit. They were both men of the world, men of great experience with women. But they were both shocked at what she said. She was half their age, yet she could stop them in their tracks with just a sentence or two. Bonnie felt a surge of power go through her.
"How about it? You guys men enough to satisfy a horny young lady? Or do you want to see the merchandise first?"
Without any prompting, Bonnie unzipped her dress and let it slip from her shoulders. She was wearing a quarter-cup bra, in ice-blue this time, and her big tits bulged out over it grossly, the nipples erect. She stepped out of her dress and showed off her blue garter belt and matching stockings. Her shaved cunt bulged out at them from between the taut strips of her elastic garters. She gripped her pussylips with her fingers and pulled them wide apart.
"Well? Am I sexy enough? Do I get you boys hard, or shall I go look somewhere else? There's a sixty-year-old guy working the rowing machine outside. Maybe I could try him if you guys aren't up to it."
Conrad began to undress. In seconds, his jacket, shirt and tie were off and he was kicking off his shoes. Bonnie watched him step out of his pants and shorts, and she gave a little gasp of pleasure as she caught sight of his cock. It was at least as big as Franco's. Maybe even bigger. And it had a weird bend in it halfway down the cockshaft. It wasn't fully stiff yet, but it was well on its way.
"Lock the door behind you," Franco said. "We don't want anyone disturbing this little party."
He slipped out of his shorts quickly, but left on his T-shirt His big cock flopped free and bounced against his thigh. It wasn't as ready as Conrad's yet, but Bonnie knew it soon would be. She clicked the door locked behind her and stepped into the room, meeting the two big men just in front of the desk. She palmed their cocks lewdly, gauging their size and stiffness. Her fingers curled around each one and began to jerk up and down steadily.
"I'm so fucking horny!" she panted. "I'm glad there are two of you! One cock might not be enough for me today! I can't wait to get you both inside me!"
"Didn't I tell you she was hot?" Franco asked, glancing at Conrad. "Didn't I tell you she was the horniest little slut I'd ever met?"
"You didn't tell me she had big beautiful tits and a shaved cunt!" Conrad growled. "Or that she had a mouth just made for sucking cock!"
"That's right," Bonnie said. And she sank to her knees on the floor and tugged both growing cocks toward her face.
She began to lick the head of each one, butting them together like two ice-cream cones. Her tongue flicked from one to the other lewdly. Her eyes were turned up toward their faces, and she was smiling. Her mouth made soft slurping sounds as she licked and slobbered over the cockheads. Deep in her throat, she was moaning softly, as if she was eating some special treat that she'd gone without for too long.
"Jesus, look at that face!" Conrad groaned, staring down at her. "You ever have someone so pretty suck your cock before, Franco?"
"Not in a while," Franco said. "Not someone this young and this hot. This little slut beats all."
Bonnie had sunk her mouth down deep on Conrad's prick, taking in the head and four or five inches of swelling cockshaft. She heard him moan out loud as she curled her tongue around and around the prickhead and bathed it in the wet warmth of her mouth. She squeezed the base in her fist and shucked it up and down. The cock grew thicker and harder in her grasp.
Then she switched quickly over to Franco's prick, plunging her mouth as far as it would go down the hard pole. Her head began to bob up and down in sequence with her pumping fist. She could feel every bump and vein in the straining cock with her full lips. And it soon glistened in her fist like a varnished hunk of wood.
"Jesus, what a hot little whore!" Conrad gasped. "The little bitch really can use that mouth, can't she?"
"Hhhmmm!" Franco moaned, watching Bonnie gulp in well over half of his cock on each of her downstrokes.
"Wait till I do your balls!" she gasped, pulling her mouth off Franco's prick suddenly. "You haven't lived until you've had sweet little Bonnie lick and suck your aching balls!"
Her blonde head tilted to one side, and she began scraping her tongue all over the leathery pouch of Conrad's balls. She licked each ball in turn, chasing the rolling globes with her mouth. Soon the whole wrinkled sac was gleaming wet, but still she wasn't finished. She closed her lips over one ball at a time and gave them both a complete suck-job. She could sense Conrad growing weak in the knees as she worked on him.
"What a lucking whore! Sweet Christ!" he moaned. "This little slut could drive a man mad in no time at all!"
"Yeah," Franco said softly, letting Bonnie swing her head under his own crotch. She began the same treatment on his balls that she'd just performed on Conrad's.
Both cocks were growing huge. They jutted up, foot-long poles in her fists. She continued to jerk on them while she licked and sucked Franco's balls. Her hands kept up a steady, expert rhythm. And the moans of pleasure continued to come from deep in her throat.
"She's married to Rodney Grant, did you know that?" Franco asked suddenly.
"No shit! The poor bastard!" Conrad hissed. "Does he know what a hot little slut he's married to?"
"He must!" Franco groaned.
Bonnie's mouth sucked and slurped on Franco's balls a few seconds longer. Then she was licking up the underside of his cockshaft, scraping her tongue all the way up to the head. She was getting a special kind of charge out of listening to the two men.
"Some women just shouldn't be married," Conrad said. "One man just isn't enough for them. They need fresh cock all the time, just like a lot of guys need fresh pussy. You're like that, aren't you, little bitch?"
He addressed his last remark directly to Bonnie, but all she did was grin up "at him from under Franco's foot-long hard-on. Then she moved over to Conrad's prick and licked it. She traced her way up a swollen blue vein with the tip of her tongue. The sly smile stayed on her face the whole time.
"I need one of you to fuck me!" she gasped at last. "Please, please, cram your cock up my cunt, one of you! I want one deep, deep inside me!"
Conrad moved off to one side, and Bonnie was forced to let go his hard-on. He knelt on the floor in back of her, and right away she got the idea. She leaned forward on her knees and spread her legs. She was clutching at Franco's muscular thighs for support, and his hard-on jutted alongside her cheek. She waited, while Conrad came closer behind her and nudged his cock between her thighs. Then she felt him ease his cockhead into her cunt and move forward.
"Ohhh, yes!" she groaned. "Fuck me doggie-style! I love it this way! Fuck the shit out of me now!"
Conrad had buried his hard-on up her cunt in one easy lunge. His belly now rested against her trim pale asscheeks. He gripped her around her waist and began fucking her, plowing his prick deep on every stroke. His big balls swung back and forth between his legs. A shock wave went the entire length of Bonnie's body each time he thrust into her.
"Oh fuck, yes! Oh fuck! Mmmmmmm!" she moaned, her mouth suddenly full of Franco's cock.
Her cheeks bulged and her nostrils flared as this second cock fucked deep into her throat. Her lips were stretched hopelessly around its gross bulk.
"Fuck, what a wet, horny cunt!" Conrad gasped. "She's all slick and gooey! This little slut needs cock real bad!"
"That's right," Franco said. "Her poor dumb husband obviously doesn't know what the fuck he's doing!"
"Mmmmmmfff!" Bonnie moaned.
She was in heaven. She loved to fuck. She loved to suck. And now she was getting to do both at the same time. Two cocks inside her at once. It felt wonderful. She didn't want it to end. Each time Conrad fucked into her cunt from behind, she was pushed forward, her mouth forced down deep on Franco's hard-on. She was swallowing damn near a whole foot of cock while another twelve inches fucked into her from behind. She'd never felt so fulfilled, so deeply satisfied.
"What kind of girl takes on two men at the same time?" Conrad asked suddenly, increasing his pace into her cunt.
"A fucking slut," Franco said. "A cocksucking horny slut, that's who! And this little bitch is one of the best! This whore is a cock-eating machine! Look at her suck!"
Bonnie's body was wracked with cock-thrusts. Only her knees and her toes touched the ground. Her entire upper body leaned forward onto Franco. Her back was arched deeply, and her big tits hung down and swayed in front of her over the ridiculous bra. She gasped and groaned. Her cheeks hollowed and then swelled. She made noises deep in her throat.
"She's taking every inch of my cock up her cunt! I don't believe it!" Conrad gasped. "No one's ever taken all of me before!"
"Me too!" Franco howled. "She's sucking me damn near to the balls! This little whore is hot!"
In and out of her the cocks fucked. Both her hands were clutching at Franco's thighs. She wasn't touching his cock at all, except with her mouth. And as Conrad's thrusts grew deeper and more rough, she was forced to gobble Franco's prick from different angles. Her cheeks were swollen out, as if she were blowing up a balloon. Her nostrils flared wide.
"Wanna change around, Franco?" Conrad asked suddenly. "Want some of this prime cunt for awhile?"
"Don't mind if I do!" Franco exclaimed. "Last time I fucked it, it wasn't shaved!"
Both men withdrew their cocks from her at the same time, and Bonnie was left gasping and heaving on all fours, like a bitch in heat. She seemed to want to say something, but her mouth was all warped out of shape and she was still fighting for breath.
The men rolled her over onto her back. Franco crawled between her legs and shoved his hard-on up her cunt. Conrad knelt by her head and began fucking his prick back and forth in her gasping mouth.
"Such a fine young whore!" he cried. "So young, and such a fine young whore!"
Bonnie licked his cock as it sawed back and forth across her face. She was glad for a chance to lie on her back. She needed a breather. But no sooner had she settled back than Conrad was changing his position again. He swung a leg over her and pinned her shoulders to the carpet with his knees. He drove his cock down hard, plunging it deep into her mouth. He began to fuck her face with vicious lunges. Bonnie felt her head bumping into the floor again and again. He was fucking her mouth as if it was a cunt.
And in the meantime, Franco was still fucking her cunt. His cockhead seemed to be plowing up under her belly somewhere.
Bonnie was really enjoying herself. She was having the time of her life. The two cocks were sending her into fits of deep, cunt-melting pleasure. She accepted every thrust of Franco's cock up her cunt, and each lunge of Conrad's prick in her mouth. She was glad they were fucking her so hard. It was what she'd asked for. She wanted to be hurt, to be totally abused by big, throbbing pricks.
"Cumming up your cunt, baby! Gumming now!" Franco gasped suddenly. And he spurted a giant wad of spunk up her cunt. And another. And another. His ass flexed as he pumped out gob after gob of steaming cum.
"Me too, baby! Gonna spunk in your cock-sucking mouth!" Conrad wailed.
He buried his prick deep between her lips and sprayed a torrent of jism all over her tonsils.
The cocks drove in and out of Bonnie without let-up, two huge, greasy pistons spurting out sizzling jets of cum. And she accepted them gratefully. She milked Franco with her cunt walls till his poor cock could spurt no more. And she sucked and gulped on Conrad's prick till her lips were overflowing and cum was drooling down her cheeks and chin. The cum splashed across her tongue, splashed between her teeth and made her cheeks balloon wide. Globs of it spilled from her mouth, decorating her neck with thick pearly strings.
She never wanted it to end. She wanted to feel the hot cum from two giant hard-ons spurting into her forever. She wanted to drown in hot cum.
CHAPTER EIGHT
At that very moment, in a bar across town, Rodney was arranging a surprise for Bonnie. He was talking to a shady character named Benny, the friend of a friend. Benny had been recommended to him after Rodney had made a few discreet inquiries about specialized sex services. It seemed Benny would set up, for a fee, just about any kind of sex situation a person could want. And what Rodney had in mind was very, very special.
"So let me get this straight," Benny said. "You want your wife gangbanged. Fucked by a whole group of guys. Is that right?"
"That's right! And I want to watch the whole thing! I want her to see me watching while she's fucked again and again and again!"
"Okay, okay. How many guys you want to fuck her? Three? Four? Five? I warn you, this could get expensive. And any more than five is really a drag. A slut only has so many fucking holes, you know what I mean?"
"Five would be fine. I'd enjoy seeing her fucked by five horny men. But they must be hung. I want the biggest, ugliest cocks you can find."
"Don't worry. I know the kind of guys you're looking for. A couple of these guys are guaranteed fourteen-inchers. You want us to tie her up or hurt her in any way?"
"No! None of that! Besides, if I know my wife, she won't resist! She'll go along with you fully, I'm sure!"
Benny gave Rodney a sidelong look but didn't say anything more for the moment.
"I want her fucked every which way, by all these men, you understand?" Rodney asked. "I mean in her mouth and up her ass as well as up her cunt. Every fucking which way!"
"As good as done. Anything else?"
"Yes. I want all five men to cum all over her. Not inside her. I want them to shoot all over her face and tits and everything. I want her so splattered in cum, even I won't be able to recognize her."
"Fine. How about a golden shower to round out the evening?"
"What?"
"A golden shower. Do you want us to piss all over her? Usually the cum-bath guys like to see their chicks drenched in piss too. How about it?"
"Yes," Rodney said quickly. "Piss all over her! Drench the bitch in piss! The sky's the limit!"
"Fine," Benny said. "And do you want photographs of this? Or how about video? We'll do the whole thing if you like. No? Well think it over, Mr. Grant. By the way, will that be cash, or charge?"
* * *
Bonnie couldn't figure out why Rodney was being so nice to her. All day long, for the first time in ages, he'd been so pleasant. He'd actually talked to her. And now he was promising her a special evening out. A treat that she wouldn't forget, as he put it. She couldn't understand what he was up to. But she went along, and dressed up in all her sexiest clothes. She was so relieved he was talking to her, she didn't care where he took her.
She began to get a little suspicious, when he drove to a sleazy part of town. And she really got nervous when he asked if he could blindfold her. Reluctantly, Bonnie let him blindfold her for the last few blocks of the drive. She allowed herself to be led from the car and into some kind of large, echoing room.
Rodney stopped her suddenly and removed the blindfold. Then he stepped away from her and moved into the shadows. They were in some kind of strange loft or warehouse. Everything was in shadow except a small area around where she stood. She could see nothing but two large, plush mattresses on the floor. Then, before she could react, there was a soft movement, and a strange man moved out from the darkness.
The man was naked, and he had the biggest cock Bonnie had ever seen. It had to be nearly a foot long, and it was still limp. It hung damn near to his knees, like some gross mahogany pole. It was glistening, as if he'd just oiled it up. It swayed a little to the left and to the right as he moved into the circle of light.
"Hi, Bonnie. I'm Mickey," he said. And he moved over to stand beside the mattress, his muscles rippling.
A second man moved out from the shadows. He too was naked. And though his cock wasn't as long as the first man's, it looked thicker. He was just as big and muscular as the first fellow. He introduced himself as Don and moved over to stand beside Mickey.
Bonnie felt like she was in some strange slow-motion movie. She was rooted to the spot. She couldn't have moved or spoken if she'd wanted to. For the moment, all thoughts of Rodney left her.
A third naked man emerged from the shadows. Then a fourth. Bobby and Jason, they said they were called. And they went to stand on the opposite side of the mattress. They too had huge cocks. Bobby's had to be as big as Mickey's. It loomed out from his crotch like a steel bar, bouncing gently in the air.
A fifth and final nude man stepped into the light. Benny, he told her his name was. But by now Bonnie was barely listening. She felt weak in the knees. She was close to fainting with excitement. This was like some glorious dream come true. Five of the biggest, ugliest cocks she'd ever seen. And all for her. They all stood around the mattress waiting for her, their cocks pointing out and down like the branches of trees.
"Why don't you join us, little lady?" Benny said. "We're all anxious to meet you. Come on, we won't hurt you. We know you like cock. We heard from a reliable source."
Bonnie strode over to the mattress as if in a dream. She stood there passively as Benny and Jason eased the straps of her dress off her shoulders. In seconds, she was standing there in nothing but her black garter belt and stockings. She allowed Benny to force her gently to her knees. Then she gazed around her as the five strange men moved in close, surrounding her.
"Is there anything you'd like to do for us, sweet lady?" Benny asked smoothly. "Anything at all?"
"I'd like to suck your cocks. All five of them," Bonnie said slyly. "I want to lick your balls and suck your cocks and make them as hard as fucking steel."
"And is anyone stopping you?" Benny asked.
When she thought about it later, it struck Bonnie as weird that she didn't consider Rodney at this point. But she was so entranced by the pulsing cocks that she forgot all about him. Rodney might never have existed, though obviously he'd set the whole thing up. Instead of looking around for him, she took hold of Benny's huge cock in her right hand and Jason's in her left. She tilted her face and began to suck on Benny's prick hungrily.
"That's a good girl. We all know how much you love to suck cock," Benny said.
He stroked his cheek as it bulged out with the mass of his cock. She was taking six inches of prickshaft between her lips on each gulp.
And as she was sucking him, Benny gazed off to one side, looking for her husband. Rodney was standing in the shadows, all alone, watching the obscene spectacle. Benny couldn't see the expression on his face, but he didn't need to. He knew what the poor bastard was going through. He glanced back down into Bonnie's face.
Bonnie was gazing up at Benny with an adoring look in her big blue eyes. It was as if sucking the cocks of strangers was all she asked for in life. Jason's cock lay propped up along her left cheek, waiting. Bobby's prick was poking her right temple. The remaining two cocks lay nestled behind her, in her blonde hair.
"I love sucking cock! I fucking love it!" she gasped suddenly, twisting her mouth off Benny's cock.
She immediately sank her lips down on Jason's cock and began sucking wantonly.
Bobby rubbed his cockhead across; her eye, smudging her mascara. Her fingers left Benny's cock and circled Bobby's, getting him ready for his suck-job. When she'd sucked Jason for thirty seconds or so, she shifted over and began slurping on her third prick. Her fists worked steadily the whole time, priming the solid hunks of cock. She made little growling sounds of pleasure deep in her throat.
Bonnie finished sucking Bobby and moved on to Don, and finally Mickey. All five men felt the wet heat of her expert mouth. And all five cocks grew bigger, harder, more gross-looking. In the area around Bonnie's face, there must have been close to five feet of cock, Rodney calculated. Mickey and Bobby had fourteen inches. Benny and Jason at least twelve. Don's was the smallest cock, at around eleven inches. And they all loomed over Bonnie's face like angry red spikes.
"This is heaven for me!" she gasped at last, spitting Mickey's cock out. "I never thought Pd get to suck five different cocks in one evening! Are you all going to fuck me too? Are you going to do dirty, dirty things to me?"
"We sure are, baby," Benny said. "Now why don't you lie down and spread those pretty legs wide? We can start filling you up with cock right now!"
For a second Bonnie seemed reluctant to stop her sucking. She clutched at Don's cock with one hand and Mickey's with the other, and she gave each one a quick, teasing suck. But then she let them go and flopped down eagerly onto the mattress. She spread her legs and pulled open her cunt with her fingers. She watched Jason kneel down and ease his hard-on deep inside her.
"Ooooooh yes! Ooooooh yes!" she groaned, deeply satisfied. She gazed up at the rest of the men, wondering what they would do while Jason fucked her.
Don and Mickey knelt on either side of her face and rested their cockheads on her mouth. With very little effort, she could lick and suck each of them in turn. Both of them at once, if she raised her head a bit. She flicked her tongue from one cock to the other, and slurped each one between her lips from time to time. When she needed a breather, she simply turned her head and held her mouth open while either Don or Mickey roughly fucked her face.
Benny and Bobby were also on either side of her, waiting their turns. They poked and prodded her big tits with their cockheads, denting the firm flesh. Pre-cum juice from both cocks smeared off onto her nipples, making them shine. Her poor nipples were hopelessly erect, jutting up nearly an inch in the bright light.
Rodney was shedding his clothes in the shadows; And once he was naked, he moved closer to the gasping, heaving group of men surrounding his wife. He wanted to see in close-up every detail of her humiliation. He wanted to watch each and every one of the five gross cocks plunge into her cunt or her mouth. His own prick was semi-hard, looming out from his crotch and swaying in the air.
He was close enough now to see Jason's huge prick fucking in and out of her gaping cunt. The prickshaft was slick and slimy with the juices of her cunt. Every vein and contour of the thick cock was clearly visible each time it slid into the open. Bonnie's flat brown belly was rippling softly each time the giant prick was fucked into her.
"I want to see one of the fourteen-inch cocks fucking into her," Rodney said suddenly. And as he spoke, he saw Bonnie's eyes focus on his face. She gazed up at him seriously as she licked and sucked the two cocks jammed against her mouth.
"Bobby, do as he says!" Benny gasped. "Stuff your fourteen inches up her cunt! Let's give the man what he wants!"
Bonnie and Rodney continued to stare at each other as Jason pulled his steaming cock from her cunt and changed places with Bobby. There was barely a wince from her as Bobby nudged his big cock between her cuntlips and fucked forward.
Rodney glanced down to watch fourteen inches of prick fuck into his wife's cunt. Then he returned his gaze to her face. She was still staring at him, but with rather a glazed look. The monstrous cock up her cum was obviously giving her a great deal of pleasure.
Bobby began to fuck her viciously, shaking her to her very bones with each thrust of his cock. And now the other men were changing positions as well. Benny and Jason were taking turns shoving their cocks into her mouth. Mickey and Don were poking her tits. They began slapping her tits with their heavy pricks. Each time her mounds were jiggled by Bobby's fuck-thrusts, the two men smacked them hard, making loud, harsh noises.
Rodney began to masturbate. He took his cock in his fist and started tugging it up and down. The sight of his wife surrounded by so much cock was deeply arousing for him.
Bonnie kept her eyes glued to Rodney's face. It was as if she were hypnotized. Her slender body was being jerked and wracked by Bobby's fourteen-inch prick. Her tits were being smacked by two more huge cocks and her mouth was alternately fucked by Benny and Jason. Yet she kept her eyes focused on her husband's face. It seemed to give her some special satisfaction to look at Rodney while she was being abused so obscenely.
The men changed positions again. Mickey was the next one to fuck her, because he had the other fourteen-inch cock. But before long, all five men had fucked their cocks up her cunt and pried it so wide that Rodney swore he could put both his fists inside her.
"I want you boys to do me a special favor!" Bonnie gasped, her voice hoarse from cocksucking. "I want you to do something really fucking gross to me, as a special treat for my husband!"
"You name it, babe. We're willing," Benny said, glancing at Rodney for approval.
"I want you to fuck me up the ass and up the cunt at the same time! And I want a third cock in my mouth! m jerk off the last two guys at the same time! I want to be split in half with cock!"
Rodney stared at her in disbelief. Even in her humiliation, the horny bitch was trying to get the better of him. But he nodded at Benny quickly and the men all pulled away from her to begin their preparations.
CHAPTER NINE
Bobby was on his back, his fourteen-inch cock propped upright in his fist. Bonnie was lifted by the other four men and then lowered gently, her legs spread wide and bent at the knees. She caught hold of Bobby's hard-on around its top, and stuffed it expertly between the lips of her open cunt. The big prick fucked into her as she was lowered farther and farther. She soon settled down onto Bobby, her legs scissored on either side of him, his cock stuffed to the balls up her cunt.
"Now my ass! I want the other fourteen-incher up my asshole!" she gasped.
Mickey knelt down behind her and planted his cockhead on the puckered ring of her asshole. He fucked forward, bracing his hard-on with his fist. With almost no resistance, the prickhead and upper shaft slid up into her shitter. The rest followed quickly. Soon Mickey's balls rested on top of Bobby's and he was fucking up her ass all the way. The two big cocks throbbed powerfully up Bonnie's twin fuck holes.
Rodney gazed on in amazement. He hadn't even believed such a thing was possible. Yet it had all seemed so effortless. It was done in seconds. Bonnie took both cocks without any problem. She heaved forward a little and gasped out loud as the last of Mickey's pick fucked up her ass. But that was all.
"In my hands! I need two cocks in my hands!" she panted. "I've got to feel them hot and hard!"
Don and Jason stepped to her side, their huge cocks waving in the air. Her fingers clutched at them and she pulled them closer. She began a steady, expert pumping up and down on the prick. By now she was almost sitting upright, and she needed the shafts for balance. She squirmed on top of the cocks embedded in her cunt and ass. She squeezed the cocks in her fists. Then she addressed Benny.
"In my mouth! Fuck my face! I need your giant hard-on in my cocksucking mouth! Give it tome!"
Benny stepped over Bobby and cradled her cheek in his hand. He moved forward and stuffed his cock between her open lips. He plunged ahead till well over half his prick was embedded in her face. Her cheeks swelled out grossly. Her nostrils flared. He began to fuck her face, drilling his prick in and out of her hot mouth, Bonnie's head and neck were snapped back again and again.
Rodney still stood to one side. He couldn't believe his eyes. The little bitch had done it. She'd managed to shock him even while he was having her abused and humiliated. She was like some sex-crazed little animal. Her appetites were never satisfied.
And he knew suddenly that he'd have to leave her. Up until now he hadn't been sure. He thought maybe after he'd had her humiliated, they could put the last few days behind them. It was to be his revenge. And afterwards, Bonnie would see the error of her ways and be a good faithful wife to him.
He saw now that it was impossible. Bonnie could never be faithful. She loved cock too much. She loved sex with more than one man too much. She was too wild for a quiet and conservative guy like him.
And he would have to leave his job too. He couldn't go on working for Henderson any longer. The past few days had been hard enough. No, he would leave his job, his wife, his home. Bonnie wouldn't mind. She cared for nothing but big, hard cocks.
The orgy continued. The five men pulled away from her eventually and changed positions, taking her again from various positions. And Rodney watched as cocks were fucked into her every which way, in every possible manner.
She was rarely without a cock up her cunt and up her ass at the same time. And she usually had a third in her mouth. The remaining two cocks poked at her wherever they could. At one point, two men wrapped their cocks in hand-Ms of her blonde hair and jerked on them hard.
Rodney was amazed no one came. But obviously Benny had instructed his boys to hold off as long as they could. In a way he wished they would cum. He wanted the crazy orgy to be over. But he knew he had to see this whole thing through to the end. Even if he was no longer in control.
Like a bitch in heat, Bonnie had taken over. She was directing the five men how best to fuck her, now to penetrate her most deeply with their hard-ons. Her voice was hoarse and her breath ragged, but she groaned out her instructions all the same, between sucks on big hard-ons. Hours seemed to go by before Rodney heard her give the last of her orders.
"Cum all over me!" she moaned. "I want to take a bath in your fucking spunk! Shoot in my face and in my hair! Cover my tits and belly and cunt with hot spunk! Drown me! Drown me with gallons and gallons of steaming hot cum!"
She was on her knees, finally free of all the penetrating cocks. The five men were standing around her, as they had at the beginning, their hard-ons looming down over her. She shifted quickly from cock to cock, licking, kissing, sucking and pumping the pricks with her hands. And she tilted her lovely face upward and held open her mouth. She was ready for cum. She was ready for the end. The five men jerked off vigorously, aiming their cocks at her sweet face.
"Come on now! I want to be fucking drenched!" she shouted. "Spunk me! Cover me in fucking cum! I want it everywhere! In my mouth and in my eyes and hair! Up my fucking nose! I want you boys to cum like you've never cum before! Choke me with jizz! Gag me with it! Fuck, I love it! Fuck, I love steaming hot spunk!"
All five men were jerking off crazily. Their fists flew up and down on the throbbing prickshafts. Bonnie's lovely face was just inches below them, and her eyes moved from one cock-head to the next. Finally, when she sensed the men were just seconds away from exploding, she closed her eyes. She looked as if she were praying, Her face was angelic beneath the five grossly huge cocks.
"Cocksucking bitch!" Don yelled out suddenly.
His cock was just inches from her mouth and he began to spurt thick wads of cum all over her open lips. The jizz slopped over her tongue and hung off her teeth. It spilled down her chin and drooled off her jaw.
"Hot fucking cunt! Sleazy cockteasing slut!" Jason groaned. He began to lob glob after glob of sizzling cum across Bonnie's cheeks and nose.
She opened her eyes and grinned up at the men, welcoming every splattering drop of hot jism. She stuck out her tongue and lapped up Don's cum as it sloshed over her mouth. Most of the goo missed going between her lips and slopped all around her lower face. And she seemed to love it. She accepted every glob gratefully. Thick strings of cum hung from her teeth and lips like elastic.
Jason fired three jets of cum across her cheeks and nose. The jizz made loud splattering sounds as it landed. Then he aimed his cock for her eyes and she was forced to close them. Heavy shots of jizz fell onto her eyelashes, matting them together. More cum soiled her eyebrows. Her eye make-up seemed to turn black under all the fluid.
"Give it to her boys! Cover her fucking face!" Benny moaned.
He was jerking off along with the rest of them, but he seemed far from cumming yet.
Jason fired off another jet across her eyes. Don spurted a heavy load right between her gasping lips. And before either of them had finished, Bobby was shooting creamy wads across her face. Each of his jets was nearly two feet long. And every one crossed Bonnie's features from cheek to forehead, looping over the bridge of her nose in the process.
"Cunt! Whore! Cocksucking bitch!" Jason howled, pumping his cock madly. He added another cum-shot to the ones already deposited on Bonnie's face.
The area above her upturned features was a blizzard of spunk. Cum from three huge cocks was spurting and colliding and splattering down onto her face. The men waved their cocks about like wands, and the heavy strings of cum twirled and spun in the air before cascading down. In seconds, Bonnie was buried under an avalanche of jism, totally smeared in cum.
And before the blizzard had ended, Mickey and Benny joined in, adding great heavy jets of spunk to the mess already covering her face. For a few crazy seconds, all five cocks were exploding at once. And sperm was splashing across Bonnie's face like jets from a shower nozzle. She was finally getting her wish. She was literally bathing in sperm. And the heavy goo was pouring off her face onto her tits and belly and into her crotch. It all mixed together grossly.
"Drown her! Drown-the bitch in cum!" Rodney groaned from just outside the heaving circle of men. He watched in fascination as his wife's lovely face grew more and more distorted under its blanket, of steaming cum.
Everyone had forgotten about Rodney, but now he moved forward. And as Don and then Jason quit cumming, he moved them aside and took his place beside his wife's face. She was totally blinded with cum now. She couldn't see him. But she held up her face willingly, and accepted his jizz too, when it came. One by one the men stopped spurting. And not till the last of them had finished did Rodney begin. With a deep groan, he began to shoot steady jets of spunk across Bonnie's face.
"Cocksucking bitch! Hot and horny fucking cunt!" he moaned, his fist pumping. "Two-timing slut! Cum-sucking cunt!
His jets of cum shot everywhere on her face. But there was nothing left to disfigure. Her cheeks, forehead, and nose were blotched with quarts of spunk. Her mouth and the sockets of her eyes were awash and overflowing with jism. It made little difference now where Rodney shot his load. She was splattered and spoiled nearly beyond recognition.
And even Bonnie seemed to get some idea just how gross she looked. Her neck was stiff and sore, and finally she hung her head. Her body seemed to sag. For a while, she groped about blindly on her hands and knees, the cum hanging off her face and tits in long ropes. The last of Rodney's cum drooled down into her hair.
There was silence in the room but for all the heavy breathing. No one spoke. Everyone stood around Bonnie and watched her gasp and grope on the floor like an exhausted animal. Six drained cocks grew limp and heavy. They hung down like raw meat.
Several minutes seemed to pass before Bonnie raised her head again. She had gulped down her mouthful of cum, and she was trying to speak. Strange animal sounds came from her, and it took the men a while to understand what she was saying.
"Piss on me!" Bonnie moaned. "All of you, piss on my tits and in my face! I want to feel your hot pee all over me! Hose me down with steaming hot piss! Drench me with pee!"
Benny was the first to step over her and aim his thick cock down at her. But the other men soon followed his example. Even Rodney joined them. All six men, all six cocks loomed down over Bonnie once again. And she held her cum-soiled face up toward them, waiting for the shower. Her mouth still drooled cum, but she held it open willingly.
A small trickle of piss from Benny's cock began soiling her left thigh. It grew stronger, thicker, until it was a steady stream cascading down onto her belly, tits, and neck. She held up her hands and welcomed it, bathing her fingers in the splattering fluid. She seemed to be smiling crazily as the stream came closer and closer to her face.
"Yes! Piss on me! Drown me with fucking hot piss!" she groaned. "Piss in my face! I want it everywhere!"
One by one, the other men began to piss on her, till there were three, then four, and finally six heavy streams of piss cascading down on her body. Benny's stream was splattering her face, the yellow liquid bouncing off her eyes and nose and washing away all the cum. More streams followed, until all sex were arcing onto her upturned features like water from hoses. She gaped her mouth wide, and the jets of piss fought each other to get between her lips.
"Crazy cocksucking bitch!" someone muttered. "This little slut is put of her fucking mind!"
"Yeah, too much cock!" someone whispered.
The streams of piss continued to splatter down onto Bonnie's face, until she was forced to hang her head again and gasp for breath. Then the jets flowed down into her hair, and across her neck and back. The cum was washed from her and her skin was left clear and gleaming.
It seemed to go on forever. The men didn't stop pissing for a long time. But before it ended, Rodney was already backing off and searching for his clothes. He didn't want to see Bonnie anymore. He just wanted out of there. He didn't care what happened to her. It no longer mattered to him. He dressed and stood for a moment deep in the shadows. Under the circle of light, the five men still stood, surrounding his crazy wife and dripping the last of their piss onto her.
Rodney let himself out and walked into the cool, clear night.
CHAPTER TEN
Bonnie couldn't remember afterwards how she got home. She thought maybe Benny had driven her, but she wasn't sure. All she knew was that she was exhausted. And since the house was quiet, and Rodney was nowhere around, she simply fell into bed. She slept for well over twelve hours. When she finally awoke and crawled out of bed, she felt as if the whole thing had never happened.
But some things had changed for good, that was certain. All Rodney's clothes were gone. And there was a short note waiting for her in the kitchen, telling her that she would be hearing from his lawyer. It appeared that her marriage was over. And it was hardly surprising. When she thought about it now, she was amazed it had lasted six weeks.
The whole thing had been a terrible mistake, she realized. She wasn't cut out for marriage. Certainly not for marriage to a quiet, conservative guy like Rodney. She needed action, constant, pussy-stuffing, mouth-choking action. She needed cocks, lots of cocks. The bigger and stiffer the better. The more the merrier.
In a way, it was a scary situation, she realized. But it was surely better than having to live with Rodney. All she could do was look to the future. The past was finished. She was determined not to feel sorry for herself. If things got really desperate, she could maybe turn to Mr. Henderson for help.
The phone rang in mid-afternoon, and for a crazy moment, she thought it would be Rodney. But it wasn't. It was Mr. Henderson. He told her all about the short interview he'd had with Rodney that morning. And how Rodney had called him all kinds of names before telling him to shove his job up his ass.
Then Mr. Henderson asked her what her plans were. When she said she wasn't sure, he asked if he could come over and see her.
Bonnie couldn't help but smile to herself. She knew right away that he had something in mind for her. It wouldn't be marriage and a family, that was for sure. Whatever Mr. Henderson had on his mind, it would involve sex, lots of sex.
She cleaned the house up quickly, then dressed in one of her usual erotic outfits. By the time Henderson arrived, she was all made-up and looking stunning. She ushered him into the living room and made him a drink. Then she sat beside him on the couch and waited to hear his offer. She knew she would accept it, whatever it was.
"It's all over between you and Rodney, I suppose?"
"Yes. It's all over," Bonnie said.
"So you're free to do exactly what you want, aren't you?"
"Anything at all!"
He looked at her for a while without speaking. Then he reached for her hand and placed it on his crotch.; Through the material of his slacks, Bonnie could feel his huge cock and balls. She began to massage the bulky mound gently. Soon she was opening up his pants and freeing his prick. She started pumping it up and down.
"You know that I think you're the hottest young woman I've ever met," he said at last. "There are things I can do with you that I've never done with anyone else. Certainly not with my ex-wife."
Bonnie blushed sweetly, thinking of the afternoon he'd ass-fucked her, among other things. She squeezed his cock, and suddenly scrambled down onto her knees between his legs. She started licking up the underside of his cock tenderly, watching his face the whole time. The purple cockhead slipped between her lips and she began sucking on it.
"You're young, and very free about sex," he said. "And I really appreciate that. I get the feeling there's nothing you wouldn't do, for the right man."
Or for the wrong man, Bonnie thought to herself .But she didn't say anything. She sank her mouth halfway down the length of his cock and sucked eagerly. Her fist jacked up and down on his cock and her free hand cupped and squeezed his balls. Her big blue eyes were glued to his face the whole time.
"In any case!" Henderson gasped, slipping a little lower on the couch. "I want you to move into the big house with me! You won't have to do any work! There are maids and other people to do all that! All you'd have to do is live there and do whatever I tell you-sexually!"
Bonnie didn't say anything. She sank her mouth back down on his cock and sucked hard. The prickshaft was almost at its full length and hardness already. It soared up through her fist like a reddened baseball bat. Big blue veins pulsed in its sides.
"I know you have no objection to straight fucking, or cocksucking, or even ass-fucking," he said, "but there are other things I'd require of you from time to time."
"Oh yeah? Like what?" Bonnie asked, pulling her mouth off his prick.
She climbed up into his lap and straddled him, stuffing his hard-on deep up her cunt. Beneath her dress, she wore nothing but her garter belt and stockings.
"Well, sometimes I like to watch! And you would have to fuck and suck men, absolute strangers, while I looked on! I often have business associates visiting from out of town! They're always asking about young and pretty girls! I'd want you to fuck and suck them and do whatever they ask of you!"
"Sounds like heaven!" Bonnie cried, bouncing up and down on his stiff hard-on. "Tell me more!"
"Well, that's about it. But do you understand fully? I'm talking about more than one man at the same time. You might be required to fuck and suck as many as three men all at once, while I watch! Could you handle that?"
Bonnie smiled wisely. "Mr. Henderson, there's nothing I couldn't handle, believe me! When it comes to cocks, I really know what I'm doing!"
"Good! And how about us putting you on videotape? Do you have any objection to being filmed in action?"
"None at all! I think I'd really get off on it!"
"So it's settled, then? You'll move in with me?" Henderson asked, his balls trembling.
"Any time you want, lover! Any time you want! I guess you know a true slut when you meet one, huh?"
"I do, you sweet little bitch! I really do!" he grunted. And he drove his cock deep up inside her.
Bonnie rode up and down on top of him, her blonde hair flying. She was laughing out loud, full of hope for the new life head of her. Cocks. More cocks than she'd ever dreamed of. And without the strings of marriage attached. She could fuck and suck to her heart's content. And all in security and comfort. It was the perfect life for her.
"Fuck me hard, Mr. Henderson! Cram your big beautiful prick all the way up my cunt!" she yelled.
