The facade of respectability often crumbles to dust with remarkable swiftness once its protective armor has been pierced.
The relatively minor investigation into the conduct of one police officer results in the discovery of massive corruption within the force. A routine check by the government of a corporation's finances turns up damning evidence of widespread tax evasion, graft, kickbacks, bribes and payoffs.
And what of the facade of righteousness and puritan morality in the tree-shaded, picket-and wrought-iron-fenced suburbs of middle and upper-middle-class America?
What really goes on behind those freshly painted doors? Is depravity an exclusive right of the ghetto-dweller, as many of the more fortunate would like to think?
The serious and shocking story of one pleasant suburb, and of one woman and her erotic desires.
THE WIFE'S ORAL URGE--a novel that goes beyond the fictitious town in which it is set... possibly any American town?
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
His body was strong and hard looking and beautiful. She waited impatiently for him to climb on top of her. His cock was massive. His prick stood out like a club when he walked across the room toward her.
Margo Coleman finished undressing.
The man, her husband, Clint, stood still as she dropped her clothes to the floor. He clenched his fists and whistled softly. Impatiently.
She loved his impatience. She loved the fact that he wanted her as much as ever. She quickly threw off the rest of her clothes. When she glanced up, Clint's rugged handsome face was creased in a smile.
"How'd you like to get fucked, pretty lady?" he said.
"I'd like that, big man," she drawled. "I was just about to ask you if you wanted to stick that great big cock of yours into my little ol' pussy."
"That's just what I had in mind."
"I thought maybe I'd just slide my pretty pink tongue over your dick first."
"Yeah, what else?"
Margo licked her lips seductively and leaned back with her legs spread. "Then I thought maybe I'd suck you off. That cock of yours looks mighty appealing to me."
She sprawled out wantonly, but his eyes never left her face. "Is my cock big enough for you, pretty lady?"
She salivated. She had tasted his cock hundreds of times. Sucked him off with relish. She could almost taste his prick on her tongue and lips. And she hungered for it.
"It's big enough," she said.
He moved to the edge of the bed.
She spread her legs further apart and touched her damp beaver.
He extended his tongue and vibrated it lewdly. "That looks like a mighty tasty gash, pretty lady."
"What are you waiting for, big man? Why don't you fuck me?"
"Maybe I will."
Clint Coleman climbed onto the bed next to his wife and covered her body with his.
She wound her arms around his neck and welcomed him. "Hi, sailor," she whispered. "New in town?"
"I've got a good mind to stick my cock into your pussy right now, little lady."
"It's wet enough. Go on. Stick it in."
"Don't rush me. I'm not a man who likes to be rushed."
"Well, pardon me."
Their bodies were locked together. Her legs were spread. His cock stabbed hotly into her belly. She felt cuntjuice bubbling out of her cunt. Some dripped down her inner thighs. Clint always had that effect on her.
He lifted his bulk momentarily and now his cock poked into her thigh. She couldn't wait to have it inside her seething pussy, but she knew he would take his time. He always did. In the end it made the fucking much better.
"Are you sure you're ready?" he said, his eyes steely and his voice husky yet gentle.
"I'm ready, big man. You've got my cunt hot and slippery. Mmmmm, I'm ready for anything you've got to give."
"I know. That's why I married you."
She felt a rush inside her, a splitting apart as his prick entered her. She groaned. He hadn't kissed her yet or touched her tits. But his cock felt solid and hard inside her. She was wildly aroused.
Slowly, very slowly, he withdrew. Thick pussy-juice ran out of her cunt and drenched the bed. In less than a moment his cock entered her again and she wriggled her ass in welcome delight.
"You sure know how to fuck, big man," she whispered.
"You've got a mighty slick cunt, woman."
He fucked steadily for a few minutes. Every nerve-ending in her body nearly cried out for release from the passion that consumed her.
"Faster," she said. "Fuck me faster."
Clint's face was flushed. The veins on his temples stood out. His eyes were glazed.
Margo knew he wouldn't come until she was ready. He had incredible control.
"What's the hurry?" he said now. "Got another date?"
"No. Only you. Fuck me faster. I'm so close. So close."
He stopped thrusting. He left only his cockhead inside her and reached for a cigarette. "No hurry, pretty lady. Big Clint's got lots of time."
"Fuck me, lover boy. Damn you, fuck me!"
He sucked on the cigarette and deliberately blew smoke in her face. "Don't rush me, woman."
"You're my lover," she said with a moan. "Finish your cigarette and fuck me until I scream."
He smiled. "I'll do that."
"When, stud? When are you going to finish me off and send your jism up my belly?"
He slowly crushed his cigarette out. "Now, woman."
With a mighty roar, he fucked balls-deep into her gash. As she went over the edge, he shot off inside her. The first wad of jism made her come again.
She grabbed his ass as he continued fucking into her. He fucked her until he stopped coming, but his cock remained hard and he stayed inside her.
They lay together, exhausted. She loved it when he rested on top of her. His bulk excited her. His body was so beautiful and muscular. So hard and firm.
She felt his heart pounding. She smelled his sweat and jism. She wasn't ready to go to sleep.
"Let me up so I can lick you clean," she said.
He kissed her tenderly as she crouched over him. She licked the sweat from his chest, concentrating on his nipples and underarms.
"You sure are a sweet pussycat," he yawned.
"I love the way you fuck me."
She poked her tongue into his navel and fluttered it over his thick, curly cock-bush.
He laced his strong fingers in her dark hair and pushed her head down.
She knew what he wanted. She wanted it too. She pressed her cheek against his cock and balls and savored his fuck-aroma. She smelled herself on his prick. Her own cuntjuice mixed with his jism.
She licked up a small glob of come that had stuck to his cock-forest. With a soft moan she buried her face in his crotch and drank in his essence.
"Take it in your mouth, pretty lady," he said.
"You bet I will, big man."
She inhaled his prick easily. It was limp, but the moment she took it into her mouth it started growing.
She sucked lazily at first and then more forcefully. He no longer held her head in his big hands. He knew she wouldn't stop.
"Do you want to take a load in your mouth?" he said.
"Surprise me."
"Are you still horny, woman?"
"Maybe."
He reached for a cigarette. "Suck it good and maybe I'll fuck you again." He inhaled, then slowly blew the smoke out. "If I'm in the mood."
"You can come in my mouth," she said.
Her juices were flowing. She loved sucking him off. She would come when the first jet of jism shot onto her tongue.
"You're still one hell of a cocksucker, woman," he said, stroking her thick mane of hair.
"Your cock's getting too big to suck, honey."
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. "Ride it."
She quickly mounted him.
He held her steady as she lowered her cunt to his prick.
She groaned when he entered her.
He remained motionless until she started bouncing up and down.
"What a sweet pussy you are," he said.
"What a fucker you are."
"Go, baby. Suck my balls dry."
It was over quickly. Her orgasm was overwhelming. She kept bouncing up and down over his prick until his cock went limp and slipped from her body.
Even as she melted into his arms, she heard a noise--the noise of the alarm clock. She sat up, startled.
It had all been a dream. Her husband Clint lay beside her. As in her dream, he was handsome, masculine and incredibly sexy, with the kind of macho charm women adored.
But he hadn't fucked her in a week.
* * *
"Hold still, you fucking slut!" a voice roared. The man's name was Jake and he was one of the men Margo slept with to release her frustration.
Now she knelt on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. Jake poked his cock around her cunt and then moved to her asshole.
"I don't want it in my asshole today," she said.
He rammed his prick into her pussy with one violent thrust. "I don't give a fuck what you want."
She tried wriggling out of his grasp. "I said before I didn't want you to fuck my ass today."
Jake chuckled nastily, left his cock imbedded in her cunt and bent over her back. "Since when do I fuck you the way you want it? I fuck you the way I want it, baby, and don't you forget it."
"You bastard!"
"You love it, baby, and you know it. You'd kill for my prick. You told me you would. Remember?"
"I hate you!"
It was part of the game they played. Jake was big and powerful, like Clint. He had a randy cock and she enjoyed fucking him, except when he got difficult. Like today.
"Listen, I'm really in the mood for a straight fuck," she said.
"What's the matter? The old man still slipping it to every chick in town but you?"
"Oh, shut up and fuck."
"Hell, honey," Jake said, letting his cock slip out of her pussy. "You've been married too long. How long is it? Five years? Hell, no man can get it up for the same chick for five years."
Margo rolled onto her back and began masturbating. "If I wanted conversation I'd have called a girlfriend."
"Yeah, but you called me because you're horny." He grinned. "You're gonna lose your fingers in there some day. I'm catching my breath, babe. Don't worry. I'll give you a good fuck. I'm not the one who's bored with you."
"Clint's not bored with me."
"Oh yeah?"
"Shut up. If you won't fuck me, I'll fuck myself." She dug two fingers into her pussy.
Jake snickered as he watched her. "One of these days you're gonna rub that little thing raw."
"It's my little thing. And I told you I wanted a straight fuck today."
"I didn't put it in your asshole yet."
"But you were going to."
He began kissing her.
She giggled as he frenched her and tongued her ears. "Keep kissing me," she said, dipping her fingers all the way into her cunt.
"You're a fine-looking woman, honey. And you've got a juicy cunt. I don't know why your old man can't get it up for you."
"It's because he's fucking every other slut he can get his hands on," she said with a hiss.
"Probably. Bring yourself off and I'll fuck you the way you want it. God knows why you won't let me fuck you in the butt. You love it. The way you come when I fill your brownie with my big dick. Man, what a whore you become!"
Margo was barely listening. Jake served a purpose, as did several other men she fucked regularly. They kept her pussy satisfied when Clint wouldn't fuck her.
Clint and his chicks, she thought, sucking her cuntjuice-soaked fingers into her mouth.
Jake brought her back to reality. "I never saw a woman who liked her own cuntjuice so much," he said with a snicker.
"Suck my tits while I jerk off," she said.
Jake bent down and swabbed his tongue over one of her pointed pink nipples. "Sweet little morsel." He sucked a mouthful of titflesh between his teeth.
She trembled as she rubbed her clit with one hand and fingered herself with the other. Jake could be difficult sometimes and even abusive, but he always left her satisfied, which was more than she could say for her own husband.
As she thought about her marriage and how it had deteriorated, the fire in her pussy raged hotter. She inserted a third finger into her cunt and vibrated her thumb over her clit.
"Stick your cock into me," she said to Jake who was still sucking her tits.
"What's the hurry, slut?"
In desperation, Margo reached for his prick. She climbed over him and tried forcing his prick into her cunt.
He laughed and pushed her off.
"Can I have your asshole?" he said.
"No." Margo knew she sounded petulant but she didn't care. She took shit from Clint. She didn't have to take it from Jake too.
"Get over here," Jake said with a snarl as he took her into his arms.
She moaned as he pressed his lips firmly to hers. "I'm so horny, Jake."
"Whore. Fucking whore."
"Fuck me. Make me come. Fuck me."
"I love when you beg. I love when a sexy bitch like you begs for it."
Suddenly tears filled her eyes. "I'm not a bitch. I'm just horny because my husband doesn't take care of me."
"I'll bet he's sticking it to some chick right now."
"Bastard!"
"Face it, baby, it's a fact of life. Now get on your hands and knees and shove that gorgeous ass of yours in the air."
"Okay," Margo said, doing as he said. "But I want it in my cunt, not my asshole."
Jake knelt behind her and rubbed his juicy cockhead up and down her asscrack. "You'll take it where I give it to you," he said with a snarl.
"Why do I bother with you?"
"Because I've got a nice big cock that you're just crazy about."
She moaned as he thrust a finger inside her asshole. "God, that feels good."
"My cock'll feel even better, baby. What a fucking whore you are. You say you don't want it down-and-dirty, but then I do it and you love it."
"Okay, stick it in my asshole, you bastard!"
He was infuriating, but she needed him. She needed lots of men. She was a hot-blooded woman married to a hot-blooded man. It had been good between them in the early days of their marriage. But that soon changed.
"Stick it in, you bastard," the horny wife said tearfully. "Stick your cock into me and fuck me until I stop thinking."
Jake entered her cunt quickly and reached around to fondle her clit. "I'll start here, whore," he said, thrusting slowly. "I'll start in your tight cunt, but I'll wind up in your asshole. You bet your life I will."
Filled with cock, Margo felt happy and alive momentarily. Her big tits hung down and grazed the sheet. She hugged a pillow and wriggled her ass as she squeezed her cunt around his prick.
"Go on and give it to me in the asshole," she said. "Stick it anywhere. Just give it to me."
Jake rammed his cock into her. "I will, baby. I'll fuck you like the whore you are."
When Margo thought of Clint, tears filled her eyes. "Give it to me, you hard-cocked bastard!" she cried, beating her fists on the mattress. "Fuck me anywhere! Anywhere!"
CHAPTER TWO
That evening Margo sat curled up on the sofa in the den across from Clint while he was stretched out on a recliner. He was busily scanning ads for motorcycles as she glanced through a fashion magazine.
"I wish you wouldn't get one of those things," she said.
"Huh?" Clint looked up. "You mean a bike? Don't be silly. They're perfectly safe."
Marge sighed and continued leafing through her magazine. She knew that no matter what she said Clint would do what he wanted.
She switched on the television and tried getting interested in a situation comedy. She thought about her afternoon in bed with Jake and wondered what Clint would do if he knew she was cheating on him.
He'd break my arms, she thought.
She was careful to make sure that Clint didn't suspect her of running around. Despite his own barely concealed affairs, he was an old-fashioned macho man who expected his wife to be pure and faithful.
For the first two years of their marriage Margo had been faithful. But after a while Clint's affairs and her frustration got the best of her. She began cheating to get even and because she needed the sex. Still, she loved Clint and knew in his heart he loved her too.
Now she put her magazine aside and yawned. "Honey?" she said.
"What?"
"Do you love me?"
"Sure."
"You haven't said it lately."
"If I didn't love you, you'd know it."
"I like to hear the words."
"You're so damn insecure."
Silence.
Margo took a deep breath. "We haven't made love in a week," she said softly.
Clint frowned. "Who's counting?"
"I am. What about it?"
"Tonight? Maybe. We'll see how we feel when we go to bed."
"Damn it, put those things down and come over here and kiss me."
"Watch the television and stop nagging me. I've got to pick out a bike tonight. This is serious business."
"Our marriage is serious business too."
"Fuck it, are you going to start nagging me? Because if you are I'm going out for a beer."
"Please don't go out. I won't nag."
She always gave in when they argued. She was afraid of losing him. She knew the women he fucked didn't mean a thing to him. But she worried that one day he might meet someone special. Someone he would want to marry. Someone...
She forced herself to stop thinking depressing thoughts. "Honey?" she said.
"What?"
"Let's go to bed early."
She saw him tense up. "I've got the beginnings of a headache," he said. "Maybe you better not count on fucking."
"I thought it was supposed to be the woman who got a headache."
"Are you getting your period?"
"No. I just want my husband to make love to me. Is that so wrong?"
"Jesus Christ!" he muttered under his breath.
Margo had never confronted him with his cheating, although he was careless enough about his affairs. Actually, she was afraid of the truth, afraid if she brought things to a head he might leave her.
Now she seethed inside. Clint hated bickering. He had a bad temper, but he clammed up when he got angry and he refused to argue.
She decided to take another tack. She glanced down at her chest. She was wearing a tight sweater and her prominent nipples poked against the fabric.
She looked at Clint's crotch. There was an unmistakable bulge in his crotch. A mouthwatering, familiar bulge that made her blood race.
Suddenly Clint met her gaze. A jolt of electricity surged through them. He smiled.
She melted.
At times like this, Margo regretted cheating on Clint. At times like this, she loved him so much she got an ache in her heart.
Now he shifted around in his recliner. He passed his tongue over his lower lip. "Get your ass over here," he said gruffly.
Margo rose up and planted herself on his lap. She kissed him and in a moment his arms encircled her, and he crushed her to him.
"Has it really been a week since we fucked?" he said, holding her face and plastering his lips to hers.
"Yes, and I miss you so when we don't make love."
He placed his big hand over one of her tits and rubbed her nipple. "You've still got the greatest tits in town," he said, but, despite his words, he looked bored.
Margo tried hiding her disappointment. She tousled his hair. "Oh darling, I do love you so."
He buried his face in her throat, nibbling and biting her flesh. "I love you too, honey."
"Take my sweater off. Let's fuck here, on the sofa. Like the old days."
He stifled a yawn. "The trouble with you is you still think you're a young chick."
"I'm not thirty yet."
"Yeah, but you're not eighteen either."
"Clint, please! I want you to make love to me like you mean it."
"I'll fuck you, honey, because you're my wife and I love you. But forget about the kid stuff. Those days are gone forever."
Not for me, she fumed, as he lifted her sweater up and began kissing the bulge of her tits.
He removed her bra and captured one of her tits in his mouth. He sucked her nipples for a few blissful moments.
Margo moaned when he released them. She rubbed her ass against his crotch. "My pussy's so wet, honey," she said, kissing him again and again. "It's all ready for you."
"Let's go upstairs and get into bed."
Margo's temper flared. "You wouldn't look so bored if I was one of your, uh, one of those young chicks you're always ogling."
Silence.
Clint pushed her off his lap and rose up. "I'm going upstairs," he said coldly. "If you want to fuck, you better follow me."
Damn macho son of a bitch, she thought as she followed him up the stairs.
In the bedroom, she threw her arms around him and kissed him. "I do love you, honey," she said.
"Yeah, I love you too."
"Don't pay any attention to what I said before."
"I don't. Hey, maybe it's time you had a kid or two. Keep you busy. Keep your mind off what I do and don't do, if you know what I mean."
"I'm not ready to start a family yet."
"You better be ready soon, baby. You're not getting any younger."
She knew he was right, but she wasn't ready to be saddled with babies. Her sex life would go to pot if she had a family, and she had no intention of letting that happen. Not as long as Clint was fucking every available cutie in town.
Now she watched as Clint undressed. He was a magnificent figure of a man. He was tan and tall with a wide chest and flat belly.
He saw her staring at him and he arched an eyebrow. "Don't worry, you're still a good-looking dish," he said with a grin. "I'll bet there are plenty of guys who wouldn't mind sticking it to you."
"What would you do if I had an affair?" The words were out before she could stop them.
Clint frowned. "You know what I'd do. I'd break your arm, that's what I'd do."
They finished undressing in silence. That's the way he is, Margo thought. Either I have to accept him or leave him.
It was the same old story. She loved him too much to leave him. She would continue taking sex where she could find it and close her eyes to Clint's affairs. She didn't want to live this way, but he left her no choice.
* * *
The man, a distinguished-looking, gentle man, drew Margo into his arms. His kisses were insistent and demanding. His lips moved from her mouth to her throat and down to her cleavage.
His name was Mark and he was her gynecologist. They had been fucking once a month for the past three years.
They always met at his office. He drew the blinds, told his nurse to hold his calls and fucked Margo on the leather sofa in his consultation room.
A man of science, he knew all the places on her body sensitive to the touch. He was slightly peculiar at times, but, all in all, he was a very good lover.
Now he stroked her back while they kissed. "Why do you wear a bra?" he said.
She shivered with excitement as she always did when she was about to get fucked. "My tits are too big to go without one."
He lifted her sweater and unhooked her bra. "They're beautiful. I've seen thousands, and yours are really beautiful."
"Now, Mark, aren't you just flattering me?"
"You little sexpot," he said with a grin. "You know you've got a body that won't quit."
"Mmmm, I like when you kiss me there."
He planted kisses over the swell of her tits. "Take your sweater off. I want to suck your tits."
She felt moisture oozing from her pussy as she undressed. Sometimes they used his examining table to fuck. Sometimes she put her feet in the stirrups while he ate her. They had their games.
When her sweater and bra were off, he took hold of her big tits and fondled her nipples. "They really are beautiful," he said.
"Suck them," she said.
He smiled. In a moment he was gobbling her tits.
She cradled his head against her chest and purred like a kitten. "Let's get on the sofa and fuck," she said.
"What's the hurry?" He went from one tit to the other.
"I invited a friend to lunch. I have to be home by noon."
His mouth never left her tits. He sucked one pointed nipple while he squeezed the other. "It's only ten. Relax. My cock isn't even hard yet."
A wave of disappointment swept over the cheating wife. Sometimes she thought Clint had spoiled her for other men. Clint walked around with a permanent hard-on. Yes, he had definitely spoiled her for other men who needed time to get hard.
Now she tossed her hair back, determined to enjoy herself. Clint had been out every night this week. She knew what he was doing when he pretended to be working late. She knew he was out with his sluts. Hard-on or no, she was going to enjoy the next couple hours with Mark.
Mark grabbed hold of her long thick mane and kissed her, long and hard. In the process he drooled spit into her mouth. She arched her back and ground her pelvis against his crotch. "I can get it hard for you," she purred.
"That's what I like about you, dear."
Mark was so different from Clint. He made love methodically. He spent five minutes sucking her tits and then resumed kissing her face and throat and shoulders. He made her feel desired, but he didn't turn her on the way Clint did.
"Now your skirt," he said, deftly unzipping her skirt.
She stepped out of it and kicked it aside. She knew what he was going to do next. She had deliberately worn a garter belt and stockings without panties. It was part of their routine.
She stood with her legs apart while Mark dropped to his knees. She gazed down and watched him kiss her rounded belly and flick his tongue over her navel.
"With all the pussies you see," she said, "how come it still turns you on?"
He kissed her soft, warm inner thighs and dug his fingers into her ass. For a moment, he pressed his nose into her beaver. Then he finally glanced up.
"There are special mommie pussies," he said with a wink.
When he began licking her slit, she felt throbs of pleasure course through her cunt. "I better lie down," she said.
He continued kissing and licking her pussy after she sprawled out on the sofa. He slid his hands under her ass and feasted on her cunt. Margo panted as he licked her clit. He was a very good cuntlapper.
"Sweet little mommie-pussy," the doctor said, his thumbs holding her outer cuntlips open as he licked her clit.
Margo let out a gasp when he fastened his mouth to her cunt and forced his tongue into her pussy-hole. She climaxed, grinding her cunt against his sucking mouth and moaning with bliss.
She clamped her thighs around his head, imprisoning his willing mouth against her cunt. Her orgasm was intense, but, as usual, it wasn't enough. She needed fucking now and she knew she would get it.
When she opened her eyes, Mark was undressing. He dropped his pants and shorts and placed them neatly on a chair. His cock was hard and throbbed with energy. He had a nice cock. His prick wasn't as big as Clint's, but it did the job.
"Fuck me, Mark," she said.
He climbed over her, straddling her chest. His cock was inches from her face. She sniffed hungrily and extended her tongue.
He shifted forward. "Suck it, Mommie," he said.
Suddenly she wondered how many other patients he fucked. How many other women he called Mommie.
Who cares? she thought as she lapped her tongue wetly over his cockhead.
Mark forced more of his cock into her mouth. He liked it when she took his prick into her throat until she gagged. Now he chuckled as he rammed his cock into first one cheek and then the other. Then he withdrew.
Margo left her mouth wide open like a bird about to be fed. Predictably, Mark fucked his prick all the way into her throat.
"Swallow around it, Mommmie!" he said.
Margo paid no attention to his little peculiarities. All men had them. She obediently swallowed around his cockhead several times before he withdrew from her mouth.
She sucked greedily now, bobbing her head up and down and licking the. sensitive underseam of his prick-knob. She especially liked to lick the flared rim. Mark had a big mushroom-shaped cockhead, and she loved licking under the rim.
"I'm going to fuck you now," he said, mounting her.
He held her quivering tits while he drove his prick into her cunt. He kissed and licked them and called her Mommie. She found it exciting to be part of his fantasy life. And his cock felt very good in her cunt.
She wound her long legs around his back and rode with him. She stroked his ass and encouraged him with words of praise.
"You're a wonderful fucker," she said. "The best, Mark. A really wonderful fucker."
"I love fucking you, Mommie. You've got the juiciest pussy I ever fucked."
"Keep stroking, darling. Keep fucking your big cock into Mommie's cunt."
She knew what he liked and she gave it to him. She was rewarded with a few very good orgasms and free medical care.
When they were through, she would leave his office, as she always did, able to face the day. Able to face the husband who was fucking everyone in town except her.
Her best friend Vera was coming to lunch but, for the moment, she still had Mark and his cock. Now she was floating through space as she climaxed.
"Fuck me!" she gasped, writhing wildly beneath the fucking doctor.
"I'm coming inside you, Mommie! I'm a good boy! I'm coming!"
CHAPTER THREE
"How can you say such a thing to me?" Margo asked.
Her best friend Vera calmly sipped her wine and nodded. "Precisely because I'm your best friend and because I think honesty is still the best policy."
"Do you mean to say that if you had the chance you'd fuck my husband? Is that what you're saying?"
Vera shrugged. "Why are you going all to pieces? He's fucking everyone else. I didn't say I was balling him. I just said that, given the chance, I might. I'd like to fuck him, honey, but I'm not going after him."
Margo fumed. "I don't believe this. It's bad enough that every little slut in town is after him. Now my best friend tells me she'd fuck him if she had the chance."
"You're such a silly thing," Vera said nonchalantly. "You've got to know that Clint's a hunk." The sexy blonde rolled her eyes. "Yummy. What a hunk he is."
The two women had just finished lunch. They sat in the Coleman living room sipping wine and chatting.
Margo was astonished and hurt. "How would you like it if I told you I wanted to fuck your husband?" she said.
Vera laughed. "Barney? No one wants to fuck Barney. Why should you?"
"Well, you say Barney's a good lover," Margo declared lamely.
"He is, darling." Vera put her hand over Margo's. "Listen. I think I made a mistake telling you I'd like to fuck Clint. Forget it. I was just teasing you."
"No, you weren't. You meant it. Freud said there are no jokes."
"He also said a cigar is sometimes just a cigar."
Margo threw her hands up. "My God, my best friend wants to fuck my husband! There's no hope."
Vera put her wine down and patted Margo's arm. "I guess I really went too far this time."
"You certainly did."
"Not to change the subject, but how was Dr. Feelgood today? Did he give his mommie a good fuck?"
Margo giggled. She and Vera exchanged confidences. Vera knew about her strange affair with Mark and most of the others.
"Yes," Margo said with a giggle. "He gave his mommie a very good fuck."
Vera reached for her wine. "Good girl. Barney and I had a nice early morning fuck too."
"Stop trying to change the subject."
Vera ignored her. "He made me lie flat on my belly with my legs spread."
At the mention of sex, Margo felt her pussy melt. "What did he do?" Margo said. "Come in from behind?"
Vera giggled. "He rammed it into my butt. It's still sore. But as usual, it was good. Barney's got a cock this long, you know." She held her hands a foot apart.
"So you've told me dozens of times. Sometimes I think you want me to have an affair with Barney."
"Darling, I'm a sophisticated woman. Unlike some people I know, I would consider it a compliment if you wanted to fuck my husband."
"Swell." Margo took a deep breath. "Things are getting worse, Vera. Clint's staying out late every night. He hasn't been home before midnight one night this week."
Vera refilled her wine glass. "Maybe you ought to do something to scare him. Something to make him afraid he might lose you."
"I'm afraid to take the chance." Margo's voice was bitter. "I'm afraid he'd leave me."
"You know Clint loves you and needs you. Guys like Clint need a good woman to go home to when the sluts are back on the street."
"The trouble is they're not really sluts. They're girls and even married women. And they're gorgeous. He doesn't know it, but I've seen a few."
"So have I."
"You've seen Clint with other women?"
Vera nodded calmly. "Sure. Who hasn't?"
"Damn!" Margo said, draining her wine glass.
The two women sat in silence for a while, each involved in her own thoughts. Vera finally spoke. "Maybe you're too hard on Clint," she said. "Some men live out their fantasies. Clint does. So does your Dr. Feelgood. Imagine how his wife must feel about you."
Margo blinked. "Me? But I only see him once a month."
Vera grinned. "But you're just one of many. You've got to know that. So Mrs. Feelgood must hate your guts the way you hate Clint's woman."
"I never thought about it that way before. Most of the men I sleep with are married."
Vera took a big gulp of wine. "This stuff is going right to my head. I'll be damned if I'm not getting horny."
"I never thought about it that way before," Margo repeated. "Anyway, I don't care about other women. I only care about me and my marriage."
"Way to go, girl," Vera giggled, raising her glass in a mock toast. "Get your jollies and fuck the rest of the world."
"Oh, shut up," Margo giggled drunkenly.
Suddenly Vera began unbuttoning her own blouse. "By the way, I've got a new bra I want to show you. It makes my nipples stand out like two little nails. Here, I'll show you."
The two friends had seen each other naked many times, so Margo thought nothing of it when Vera removed her blouse and tossed it onto the coffee table.
"There's nothing to it," Margo said, gazing at Vera's barely covered tits.
Vera stroked her nipples. "I know. See the way it's made? Makes my nipples hard even when I'm not turned on, which isn't very often."
Margo giggled when Vera removed her bra. "Who are you showing off for? Clint's not home."
"Here, darling. Try it on. We're the same size. It really is marvelous."
Margo ignored Vera's outstretched hand. "I'll try it on another time. This wine is getting to me. Should I make some coffee?"
"No. Sit down. It'll do you good to get a little boozed up. I'm having a very good time, pet. Feeling a little sticky between my legs and everything."
Margo blushed. "Are you going to start that again?"
Over the years, Vera had talked about her lesbian affairs. She had tried to persuade Margo to try lesbian love, but Margo was adamant. She had no interest in sucking or fucking another woman. No interest at all.
Now Vera began fondling her naked tits. "Did I tell you about the time Barney fucked my tits?"
"Yes, dozens of times. I don't want to hear about your sex life right now."
"Too horny, huh?"
"Stop that right now. So I'm horny? So what?"
"Barney and I had a swing the other night."
Margo's heard pounded. Vera and Barney belonged to a poker club. Occasionally they switched with another couple.
"Was it a good one?" Margo asked.
Vera giggled. "They're always good. I was fucking the other guy while Barney was giving it to the girl. That girl, and she was just a kid, had her legs spread for Barney the minute she walked in the house. I was so turned on I made her husband finish off in my ass. Man, did he cream my bowels."
"You and Barney have your ways and we have ours," Margo said primly.
"Bullshit!" Vera boomed. "The trouble with you and Clint is that you're not honest with each other. Barney and I hare honest with each other." She paused. "Most of the time, anyway. Honey, I really would like to ball that hunk you're married to."
Margo flinched. "I don't want to hear that."
Vera began caressing her own tits again. "Okay, okay, I'll be quiet."
"Why are you playing with yourself like that?"
"What's the matter? Getting excited?"
"You're incorrigible."
"Why don't you take your bra off and play with your titties too? We could play tittie-tittie-boom-boom."
"At this point it doesn't sound like a bad idea," Margo giggled, unbuttoning her blouse.
When her blouse was off, she began unhooking her bra.
Vera reached over. "Here," she said. "Let me."
When her tits bounced free, Margo stole a glance at her friend. "What am I doing?" she said softly.
Vera moved closer and dropped her arm around Margo's shoulders. "Like I've said many times, whenever you're ready to try the delights, just say the word."
Margo groaned. "Are you going to start that again? How many times have I told you I'm not interested?"
"Your lips tell me no, but you took your bra off." Vera nuzzled her friend's ear. "How come?"
Margo gasped when Vera kissed the corner of her mouth. "Stop that," she said without conviction.
"Relax, honey," Vera cooed, kissing her friend full on the lips.
This is crazy, Margo thought. But she was driven by her need for sex and her will was gone.
Margo turned to Vera, touched her friend's cheek and they kissed. When Margo slipped her tongue into Vera's mouth, the blonde chuckled triumphantly. Mouths open, they kissed and embraced.
A few minutes later, they went upstairs. Even though it was Margo's house, Vera walked around the bedroom closing blinds and dimming lights, taking charge.
With a horny smirk, Vera pulled the bedspread back and licked her lips. She began removing the rest of her clothes and motioned to Margo to do the same.
"This is crazy," Margo said.
"You're going to love it, honey."
Naked, Vera casually picked up a bottle of Margo's perfume and dabbed it between her legs and over her muff. She danced around the room, tits bouncing and legs lewdly spread.
"I've been told my pussy is quite tasty," Vera said, holding her own tits up and playing with her nipples.
Margo giggled as she watched her friend. She gazed pointedly at Vera's tits and the curve of her ass. "You have a very pretty body. But your beaver isn't blonde. Why is that?"
"What a wonderfully bitchy thing to say." Vera grinned. Her eyes blazed with desire.
The look in Vera's eyes turned Margo to jelly. Vera's eyes held the promise of a whole new world of sex. A world of excitement and mystery. And Margo wanted to explore that world. She wanted to badly.
"You look horny as hell," Vera said, drawing Margo into her arms.
"I am."
"Come to Mother, Vera."
On the bed, they reached for each other. Their lips met. Vera's hands brushed over Margo's soft white skin, making Margo moan with anticipation and making her pussy weep.
"Touch me," Margo said. "Feel me all over. Your hands feel so good. Different from a man's. Nice."
"I'll kiss you all over," Vera said, rolling onto her belly and kissing her way down Margo's body.
Margo trembled when Vera began kissing and sucking her tits. Vera's tongue felt silky and wet and snake-like. Vera expertly wrapped it around Margo's nipples.
Margo wriggled her ass and tangled her fingers in Vera's hair.
Vera sucked Margo's tits hungrily. She squeezed and fondled and licked and all the while her free hand was inching up Margo's thighs toward her pussy.
Margo suddenly became aware of the enormity of their act. My first lesbian affair, she thought. When Vera planted her hand over Margo's cunt, Margo sighed and thrust her hips upward.
"You sweet baby, you," Vera said. "You love it. I can tell. Don't worry. Vera is going to do everything for you. I'm putting my finger in your pussy now."
Margo moaned.
Vera chuckled. "Spread your legs a little more, darling. How good it must feel! I love the way you're squirming around."
While Vera fucked two fingers in and out of Margo's pussy, the two lovers kissed. Their tongues tangled. Margo began squeezing Vera's tits.
"Oh, baby, that's the way," Vera said. She dropped one of her tits into Margo's mouth. "Suck it, honey. You know you want to. Suck my tit. Lick it all over. Yes, that's very good. Now this one."
Now it was Margo who hovered over Vera. Vera's fingers slipped from Margo's cunt as the wildly aroused brunette sucked and licked Vera's tits.
"They're so lovely," Margo said as she sucked first one nipple and then the other. "I never knew it would be so good."
"Stop for a minute," Vera said, easing Margo's mouth away from her tits. "Lie down, honey." When Margo was stretched out on her back, Vera frenched her and dragged her tongue down her cleavage toward her belly.
Vera took soft nips of Margo's tits along the way. She tongued her friend's navel and peppered her belly with feathery kisses.
Margo pushed Vera's head down. With a sexy giggle, Vera blew her warm breath over Margo's muff and kissed her mound. When Margo opened her legs, Vera fluttered her tongue over Margo's open-lipped slit.
Margo felt her clit throb when Vera licked her sex. She automatically jerked her hips and thrust her cunt into Vera's face.
Vera uttered a groan and rammed her tongue into Margo's lust-swollen inner cunt-folds. She dipped the tip into Margo's pussy-hole and briefly licked her girlfriend's clit.
Margo's entire body twitched convulsively as Vera ate her. Her entire body was alive with sexual fire and need. When Vera suddenly positioned her own pussy over Margo's face, Margo squealed with excitement.
"Why, it's beautiful," Margo said, staring at Vera's hairy outer cuntlips and juicy inner folds.
Vera licked Margo's clit and pressed her cunt against Margo's mouth. Margo had every intention of taking up the challenge. She had no compunction about flicking her tongue out and tasting Vera's femininity.
"It does taste good," Margo said.
"Put your tongue inside my cunt, honey," Vera said. "Tongue-fuck my pussy. Go on. Initiate your virgin tongue."
"Bitch," Margo giggled. "I will if you lick my clit."
"You're on, baby."
They spurred each other on in their quests for pleasure. Both women licked and sucked and kissed and nibbled. Soon their faces were wet with cuntjuice as they writhed with helpless abandon.
Margo forced her tongue into Vera's oozing cunthole and hungrily licked up her friend's juices. She ground her cunt down on Vera's mouth, uttering animal cries that were echoed by the blonde.
Margo opened and closed her thighs around Vera's head. Margo felt Vera's thighs clamp shut around her own face and loved the zeal with which Vera responded to the lesbian lovemaking.
They squeezed each other's ass and rolled around the bed like two wild animals.
Margo felt like a sex-crazed animal. She wanted to enter Vera's body every way she could. She wanted to bring her friend over the edge and give her the ecstasy she deserved.
Suddenly Vera pulled away. Margo felt a moment of panic, but then Vera drew Margo into her arms, and Margo knew the game was the same. It was only the rules that had suddenly changed.
"Use your fingers," Vera said as she fastened her lips to Margo's.
Both women opened their legs and rubbed each other's cunt. When Vera took hold of Margo's ass and pressed her cunt against Margo's, Margo cried out.
Margo came then and heard Vera shriek and knew she had come too.
At the end, they lay in a stupor, spent but happy. Finally Vera sat up and looked at the clock.
"I've got to go, honey," she said. "Just my luck, Barney'll come home horny tonight."
Margo kissed her. "We'll do it again, won't we?"
Vera pinched Margo's ass as she swung her legs off the bed. "You bet, honey. You bet we will."
CHAPTER FOUR
A week later the two women held each other close and danced to an old Beatles record in Vera's living room.
"What a good sport I am," Vera pouted. "Willing to share Barney with you."
"Don't start that again," Margo said.
"But, darling, you know how much I want to fuck Clint."
"Forget it. Anyway, if Clint finds out what we're doing he'll go crazy."
"He's not very sophisticated."
"He's no Barney."
"But he's so delicious."
"A lot of good it does me."
"Don't sound so bitter, pet. You've got me."
"Yes and you turn me on like crazy, bitch."
"Don't tell me you're turning into a full-blown dyke."
"No chance of that. I like cock too much."
"So do I, but I do love the way you're squeezing my ass."
"When's Barney coming home?"
"Soon, pet."
"Kiss me again."
"Greedy, greedy."
"Give me your tongue."
"Take it."
"I'll bite it off."
"Baby, how you do go on."
"Rub up against me again."
"You're an animal."
"I'm a nervous wreck."
"About the threesome with Barney?"
"Yes. Clint's going to be home late again tonight. That's the fourth time this week."
"Poor thing, married to the town stud. You deserve to enjoy yourself."
"I'm a wreck about the swing with Barney."
"So you said before."
"Well, I am. Mmmmm, I like that. That feels very good."
"You're a heathen. Stop squeezing my ass like that. I'll bite your tongue again."
"Fuck my mouth with your tongue."
"Fuck my mouth with yours."
Margo glanced at the clock. "When's Barney coming home?"
Vera giggled. "What is it? What are you afraid of?"
"I don't know. Lord, I'm hot."
"We could start without Barney."
"Should we?"
Vera's eyes twinkled. "Why not? He'll know where to find us."
Margo shivered when Vera took her by the hand and led her upstairs. "If Clint ever finds out about this he'll divorce me," Margo said.
"How conventional he is. How can you stand it?"
"Ha! That's a laugh."
"Yes, I know. I'd give anything for five minutes with that guy you're married to."
"You've got satin sheets on the bed," Margo said, moving across the room in the master bedroom.
"Do you like them?" Vera grinned wickedly. "Wait until you start sliding around on them. It's wonderful."
"Let's get naked."
"Wait. Let's dance again." Vera switched on the radio and they began dancing.
"I haven't danced with a girl since high school," Margo said.
"Your nipples are stiff."
"I know. I got turned on the minute we started dancing downstairs."
Vera touched her cheek and kissed her. "You have the sweetest lips. So full and soft. So suckable."
"Suck them."
"Mmmmmm, I like the lower one especially. Here. I'll bite it."
"I'm creaming my panties."
"I'm not wearing any."
Margo giggled. "Neither am I."
Margo found herself clutching Vera's tits. Vera's tits were round and full and heavy.
"Let's get naked," Vera said.
"What about Barney?"
"Like I said--he knows where to find us."
"My heart's beating like crazy."
"Afraid you're getting hooked?"
"On swinging? It's not likely."
"What about on snatch? Are you afraid you'll get hooked on pussy?"
Margo shook her head. "Like I said, there's no chance. I like cock too much."
"I wish I had a cock for you."
"You do. Barney's."
"You're hungry, darling."
As her clothes fell to the floor, Margo felt tingles in her own cunt. When the two lovers were naked, Vera took Margo into her arms.
"God, I love touching you," Vera breathed, kissing Margo's ear.
"Well, I love it when you touch me, so we're even."
"I want to dive right into your muff and eat you until you scream."
"Kiss me. Give me some tongue, you bleached-blonde bitch."
Vera plunged her tongue into Margo's mouth. "I'm going to eat you up," she said with a hiss.
"Do it, lover. Stop talking and do it."
"Get on the bed. Down on your back. Yes. Yes." Vera crouched over Margo and unleashed her tongue on Margo's pussy.
"God, you drive me crazy," Margo said, bringing her knees back to her tits.
"You're so damn delicious." With a growl, Vera buried her face in Margo's pussy.
"Suck it, bitch. Suck my cunt and bring me off," Margo said.
Vera pressed her nose into Margo's slit and briefly licked her clit. "Tasty little morsel," Vera said.
"Wow," Margo breathed, shaking her ass from side to side.
"I love making you come. You come so adorably. Like a wild bitch in heat. That's the way you moan."
"I'm on fire. Jesus, keep licking it like that. God, I'm on fire."
"I'll bring you off. I'll do this. And this. And this."
Margo cried out as Vera vibrated her tongue over Margo's clit. Margo screamed when Vera stiffened her tongue and forced the tip into Margo's cunthole.
The intense stimulation was too much for Margo. She exploded into an orgasm, gushing cuntjuice into Vera's mouth.
Vera held her until she stopped writhing. Then Vera kissed Margo's lips. Margo tasted herself on Vera's mouth. When she opened her eyes, she saw Barney standing over them.
He was stark naked and grinning.
Vera waved her hand and motioned to her husband to join them. "How long have you been standing there?" Vera said.
"Long enough to get a hard-on," Barney said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"You mustn't tell Clint," Margo said.
"Don't worry." Barney grinned. "You treat me right and I'll keep my mouth shut."
"Clint thinks lesbian love is disgusting," Vera giggled, kneeling between Margo's legs and nuzzling her friend's belly.
"To each his own," Barney said, leaning over and running his tongue over one of Margo's tits.
Margo rolled on top of Vera and ground her cunt against Vera's pussy mound. As the woman dry-humped, Barney knelt behind Margo and poked a finger into her asscrack.
"What a sweet little asshole," he said.
The burly man was fingering her asshole so nicely, Margo moved her mouth down Vera's body to give him access to her cunt.
As Margo flicked her tongue hungrily over Vera's pussy, Barney inserted a finger into Margo's cunt.
"Jesus, what a sensation," Margo said, totally aroused by the double stimulation.
"Out of sight," Vera said, encouraging Margo to suck harder on her cunt.
Margo needed no urging. She felt like an old hand at cuntlapping. She had taken to it so easily. She loved the feel of another woman's body. It was true that she preferred fucking a man, but an occasional romp with Vera would suit her life well. Especially if Barney joined them.
At the moment he was finger-fucking Margo's cunt while she ate his wife's pussy. Margo used her lips like a suction cup to suck Vera's cunt gash.
Suddenly Barney moved around on the bed and squatted over Vera's head. Vera opened her jaws, and Barney dropped his prick into her mouth.
Margo felt the loss, but she enjoyed watching Vera suck his cock.
He shoved his prick so far into Vera's mouth, his cock all but disappeared.
"Don't bring me off, woman," Barney said.
"He wants to fuck you, darling," Vera said, slobbering wetly over his prick.
But Margo couldn't bring herself to stop eating Vera. She licked and sucked her cunt relentlessly even after Vera came and tried pushing her away.
"What a horny bitch you are!" Vera giggled weakly.
Barney suddenly pulled Margo into his arms. "I've been dying to fuck you for years," he said.
"He knows I'm hot for Clint," Vera said, rising up from the bed and crossing the room. "Anyone want something to drink?"
"Yeah, you can bring me a beer," Barney said with a grin as he mounted Margo. "In about ten minutes."
Vera giggled. "I get the picture." She blew the couple a kiss. "Be back in a minute."
When she was gone, Barney moved over Margo's face and tilted his cock back. "Have a taste, baby," he said.
Margo groaned as she sucked his cock into her mouth. "God, I'm horny," she breathed.
Barney moved back and placed his cockhead between her thighs. She felt the heat of his cock on her electrically charged flesh. The satin of the sheets felt marvelous on her skin.
"Give it to me, Barney," she said. "I want you to fuck me. I need your cock pounding into me. Please, Barney. Fuck me now."
Without a word, but with a big grin creasing his face, he moved his hands under her ass and raised her legs up as he entered her. With a firm but forceful thrust of his ass, he shoved his big cock all the way into her dripping-wet cunt.
"It feels so big," she moaned. "My God, your cock feels so big."
"It's big, baby," he said, stroking in and out steadily. "Vera likes it. Sweet pussy. You've sure got a sweet pussy. Clint's an asshole not to appreciate you."
"Forget Clint," she cried. "You're filling me so good. Lord, my cunt feels stretched. Don't stop. Keep fucking me like that and I'll come soon."
Barney pushed her legs back as he pumped into her. "This is your first swing, huh?" he said.
"Yes. God, I love the way you're fucking me."
"I love the way your tits are bouncing around. And I can see your asshole winking. Cute little asshole. One of these days I'll break it in."
"It's been broken in."
He chuckled. "I'll bet it has."
He held her hips tightly and fucked his cock in and out of her pussy with strokes that sent her tits flying.
She loved it. She draped her legs over his shoulders and welcomed him. The faster and harder he fucked her, the more she enjoyed it. She felt her cunt grow wetter and hotter as his balls slapped against her ass.
Suddenly Vera returned. She set a six-pack down on the night table and sat down on the bed to watch.
"Isn't he an incredible lover?" Vera said.
"Yes," Margo panted, her ass sliding over the satin sheets.
Her pussy threatened to explode at any moment. She wanted to go with the feeling and yet she wanted to hold back until she couldn't stand the tension any more.
Barney plowed his cock into her effortlessly. "I could go on like this all day," he said.
"And he will if you let him," Vera said, sitting cross-legged and sipping her beer.
"She's got a nice tight cunt," Barney said to his wife.
"Come inside her," Vera said.
"I'll come inside her, all right. I'll fill her up with my sweet cream, too."
Vera lay on her side next to Margo and sighed. "Wouldn't I just love to be fucking Clint right now," Vera said.
"Give it to me, Barney," Margo cried. "Come in me. Give me every last drop of your jism. I want it all. Every damn drop."
Margo's jaw dropped when Barney began fucking into her. When his cock was imbedded inside her, he tensed up and paused.
"Let yourself go, honey," Vera said.
"Fuck me!" Margo cried.
Barney closed his eyes and grimaced. Then, with a roar, he began shooting off inside Margo's cunt.
His jism poured into her. She felt it deep inside her cunt and it triggered her own orgasm. When she stopped coming, she lay still, but he kept fucking into her.
She felt herself start coming again. This time her orgasm surged through her toes, up to her cunt and from there to her mouth. She shook all over and her tits wobbled wildly. She wound her legs around Barney's back and wailed.
And then Vera was sitting on her face and shoving her cunt against Margo's mouth. Margo began licking automatically. She held Vera's ass and gluttonously devoured her snatch.
Barney continued fucking her. His cock remained hard long after he stopped coming. Margo could no longer see him because Vera's cunt and ass were covering her eyes. But it didn't matter. What mattered was having his cock in her cunt and having Vera's pussy in her mouth.
If only Clint was more like Barney, she thought. If only he would make me part of his cheating life.
Vera trembled violently as she came. Margo held tight to the blonde's hips to steady her. Barney finally withdrew from Margo's pussy and rested his face against her belly.
Margo felt like an earth mother, with Barney's face buried against her belly and Vera still squatting over her face.
"Man, you almost took my cock off with that tight cunt of yours," Barney said.
"She ate me so good," Vera said, plopping down beside Margo.
Margo patted Vera's cheek with one hand and Barney's with the other. "You know, Vera, if I could arrange it, I'd let Clint fuck you."
Vera squealed. "If you really mean that, I'd be the happiest woman in the world."
Suddenly Margo had a wild idea. "But only if I could watch," she said with a grin.
Vera groaned. "I knew there was a catch to it," She gnashed her teeth, then slowly smiled. "Sweetie, I'll find a way. Just you leave it to little Vera. I'll find a way to get that man of yours. You just wait and see."
CHAPTER FIVE
Margo stood behind the door in Vera's dressing room and peered into the room. She had mixed emotions about what she was about to do. She felt both excited and angry, but there was no turning back. It was much too late for that.
Vera had come up with the idea. Margo would hide in her dressing room. Vera would use some pretext to get Clint to the house and into the bedroom.
Margo prayed that Clint would refuse Vera's offer of sex. But in her heart she knew he found Vera sexy and would certainly screw her if given the chance.
Now Margo's heart pounded as she watched Vera walk around the room. Good old Vera was shaking her ass in Clint's face as she switched on the lights to make certain Margo could see everything.
"Why all the lights?" Clint said, sipping his drink.
"I like to see what's happening," Vera grinned.
The horny blonde paused at Clint's side, sipped her drink and ran her tongue seductively over the rim of the glass. Clint gazed at her without smiling.
"You're Margo's best friend," he said. When Vera began responding, he scowled. "Shut up and let me finish. You're Margo's best friend and I expect you to keep your mouth shut."
"Margo knows you run around."
"She doesn't know details and I don't want her to. Understand?"
"Of course, darling. We made a deal, didn't we?"
What deal? Margo thought from her hiding place in the dressing room. Margo watched, feeling miserable when Vera stroked the back of Clint's neck.
"We made a deal and I'll stick to it, if you will," Vera said.
Clint took her glass and put it down. He took her into his arms and kissed her.
When Margo saw him press his lips to Vera's, she felt a pain in her heart. When Vera moaned and crushed her tits against Clint's big chest, she felt a stab of fear.
What am I doing? Margo thought. Why did I agree to this crazy scheme?
But she stayed and watched because she had no choice. She had agreed to Vera's wild plan, and if she made her presence known now Clint would never forgive her.
"You're a hot baby, aren't you?" Clint said.
Vera ran a series of kisses over his face and caressed his chest. She laughed as she unbuttoned his shirt.
"We're both aggressive," Vera said as she rubbed her tits against Clint's chest. "How are we going to manage this if we're both aggressive?"
Clint frowned. "The way I see it, you're a woman and I'm a man."
Well, Margo thought, Vera's getting a taste of Clint's macho charm.
Vera cocked an eyebrow. "The way I see it, lover, is whoever planned it knew what he was doing." With a raucous laugh, she fell into Clint's arms.
Clint threw her down on the bed and held her arms down. He kissed her hard several times and then abruptly released her.
Margo noticed that Vera's lipstick was smeared and her long hair was disheveled. Her eyes were wild and glassy. And yet Margo thought the blonde had never looked sexier. Vera had never been more aroused. She had been dying to fuck Clint Coleman for years. The fact that Margo was watching was a kick too. In a way Vera wanted to make Margo jealous. And Clint was so delicious. His body was so hard and strong.
Now he held her against him on the bed. She felt her nipples grow taut and long. When he frenched her, their tongues tangled. She moved her hands up and down his back. His back and shoulders were wide and muscular. What a man!
Poor Margo, Vera thought.
Soon she had his shirt off. He leaned back while she attempted to unzip his fly. His hard-on made it difficult to tug his zipper down. When she finally got it down, his cock pulsated against his shorts.
Her juices flowing, she touched him. She nervously licked her lips and lightly rubbed the outline of his prick through his shorts.
"Is it big enough for you, little lady?" Clint drawled.
"You bet," Vera said, kissing him again.
She sucked on his lips ravenously. She momentarily forgot that Margo was in the dressing room. She became totally involved in the hardness of Clint's body and the throbbing in her horny pussy.
She reached into his shorts and took his cock in her hand. "I knew it would be big," she whispered.
"You say you've wanted to fuck me a long time?"
"Yes. A very long time. Didn't you know?"
"Yeah, I figured."
He began undressing her. He zeroed in on her tits, unhooking her bra and letting her tits bounce free.
His eyes narrowed as he gazed at her heavy tits. "I figured you for nice ones," he drawled.
"Take my panties off," she said, raising her ass slightly.
Instead, Clint tweaked her nipples and pushed his own pants down. His cock made a magnificent bulge in his shorts. He took his pants off and stretched out next to her.
"We're both down to our panties," he grinned.
Vera peeled her panties down and revealed her thick cuntbush. "Surprise," she giggled. "I'm not blonde all over."
"I'll be damned."
Vera spread her legs and stroked her soft white inner thighs. Clint groaned when she parted her cuntlips and exposed her juicy inner pussy-folds.
"It's all wet and slippery," she said. "All ready for your hard cock."
"I see that." Clint quickly removed his shorts and climbed over her.
"It's a monster," Vera said, making a grab for his cock. "Poor Margo."
"Shut up, woman. Leave my wife out of it."
"I'm sorry. It's just that... oh, forget it."
"That's better. You talk too much. Squeeze it. I can see I'll have to keep your mouth full or you'll never shut up."
"Why did you make me wait so long? Why didn't we do this long ago?"
He aimed his prick at her mouth and nudged the tip against her lips. "I guess there's only one way to shut you up."
"Give it to me," she gasped, licking a drop of pearly jism from his prick-tip.
"Lick the whole head."
Mouth open, Vera flicked her tongue wetly around his cockhead.
"Squeeze the base," Clint said coldly. "Go on. Yeah, like that. Thank God you finally shut up. I'll have to keep your mouth stuffed with my prick. That's the only way to go with a chick like you."
She rimmed his cockhead with her tongue and plunged her tongue-tip into his piss-slit. She moaned when he pulled back. She raised her head and slipped her lips back over his cockhead.
"You love cocksucking, don't you?" he said. "You're a cocksucking bitch, aren't you?"
"Yes!"
"That poor sap Barney. If you were my wife I'd break both your arms."
"What about Margo?"
"I said to leave my wife out of this. She's a good woman. Shut up, bitch!"
He shoved his prick all the way into Vera's throat.
She tightened her lips around the base of his cockshaft and struggled to breathe through her nose. What a man he was! What a hard-cocked, big-balled man!
Clint settled down on his back while Vera knelt between his legs and sucked. He watched her lips contort as she gobbled his cock into her mouth.
He gazed at her lush body. At her big wobbling tits and round ass. She bobbed her head up and down, blonde hair flying and gurgling sounds coming from deep in her throat.
She shot him a smile when he reached down and tweaked one of her tits. She was amazed to find his cock growing larger. His shaft was so thick she could barely get her lips around it.
"Easy," he grunted. "Just lick the tip now. Take it easy."
Vera knew enough about men to know he didn't want to come yet and she was grateful. She wanted to get fucked by his big prick and she wanted Margo to see it.
"Darling, you have the tastiest balls," Vera said as she gently squeezed his jism-bloated balls.
"Shut up and suck, woman."
Clint folded his arms across his chest and stared at the ceiling. To get his attention, Vera reached up and stroked his chest.
"Your cock is leaking," she said.
"Isn't that what you want?"
"See, I'm licking it up as it gushes out. Very tasty."
Clint groaned. "I guess I just can't shut you up, can I?"
"Darling, you must be nice to me. You do want to fuck my juicy cunt, don't you?"
He snickered. "As if you'd let me get away until I do."
To punish him for being sarcastic, Vera dug her fingernails into his balls. "How's that?" she hissed.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth and sat up. "Jesus, woman, what're you trying to do?"
But Vera was too fast for him. She slid her lips to the base of his prick and held his cockhead in her throat. She opened and closed the ring of her lips.
"I'm gonna come, you bitch!"
No! Vera thought.
"You asked for it!"
The horny blonde quickly took her lips off his prick, but it was too late. He began fucking in and out of her mouth in a frenzy.
"Suck it dry, bitch!" he roared, bucking his ass off the bed.
In the dressing room, Margo salivated. Give it to her, honey, she thought. Give her every fucking inch of your beautiful cock. Make her choke with your come. Make her lips split open with your hard cock.
By now Vera had regained her composure. If he was coming in her mouth, she would enjoy every moment of it. Her lips raced up and down his pulsating cockshaft. Her long blonde hair flew wildly. Her tits bobbed and weaved and she shook her ass with abandon.
Even after he stopped coming she continued sucking his cock. At the end, she raised her head, smiled triumphantly, and swallowed the last wad of his jism.
"If you could bottle it," she said, "you'd make a fortune."
From her hiding place, Margo watched her husband take Vera into his arms. She felt both depressed and aroused. No matter how depraved the scene, it certainly was a turn-on.
"Well, now you did it," Clint said, squeezing one of Vera's tits.
The blonde brazenly took his hand and pushed it between her legs. "You've still got two good hands."
Clint stroked her bushy cunt. She wriggled her ass. When she opened her legs, he slipped two fingers into her cunt.
"Bring me off," she said.
"Shut up."
Margo shivered. Vera was moaning and twisting as Clint finger-fucked her. What an awful thing to have to watch!
"Is your cock coming up?" Vera gasped.
"I've got three fingers in there."
"Wonderful. Keep doing that. Let me have your cock. I'll get it hard again."
"What a horny bitch you are!"
"It's hard, you bastard! Give it to me!"
In the dressing room, Margo watched Clint move between Vera's thighs.
Vera raised her ass and widened the spread of her legs to encourage him. She wantonly opened her cunt to his cock.
He thrust in with one solid lunge.
It was becoming increasingly difficult for Margo to breathe.
"Harder!" Vera cried. "Fuck me harder!"
Clint held her thighs against her tits and stopped thrusting. "Squeeze your pussy around my prick."
"Yes, yes, I'm doing it."
"Again."
Vera moaned and tossed her head. "Yes, yes, I'm squeezing it."
"Feel my cock getting bigger?"
"Yes!"
He thrust rapidly for a moment and then stopped. "You've sure got a hot box."
"Ram me. Ram your big prick into me."
"Bitch."
He began thrusting slowly but forcefully. Vera tossed her head from side to side, locking his cock inside her slippery, horny pussy.
"You're gonna make me come, you hard-cocked bastard!"
"Isn't that what you want, bitch?"
"Yes, it's what I want. God, it's good. What a good fucker you are, you stud!"
In the dressing room, Margo trembled violently. She was breathing shallowly now and feeling faint. But as painful as it was to watch, she didn't want to miss anything.
"I'm almost there," Vera said. "Don't stop. I'm almost there."
Clint pounded into her and snarled. "Look at you, you horny bitch. What a fucking whore you are!"
Margo realized then that Clint thought women who enjoyed sex were whores. No wonder he hardly ever fucks me, she thought. How do I solve this problem?
Vera thrashed around like a wild animal. Clint pinned her arms down as he pistoned his prick into her.
"Come on, whore, scream," he said. "Scream like the whore you are."
Vera let out a blood-curdling shriek. She went rigid for a moment and then began throwing her ass up off the bed and slamming her cunt against Clint's prick.
Margo found herself trembling again. She felt her pussy-cream dribbling down her thighs. She squeezed her legs together and felt the throbbing of her cunt.
No wonder he doesn't like to fuck me, Margo thought. This explains so many things.
"God, that was good," Vera panted when she stopped thrashing around.
Since Clit hadn't come, he left his cock inside her while he bent down to suck her tits.
Vera wound her arms around his neck and squealed. "I'll come again if you keep doing that."
"Run your nails down my back. Go on. Dig them into me."
"Aren't you afraid Margo will see the scratches?"
"Shut up. I told you not to talk about Margo!"
Vera raked her nails over his shoulders as he fucked his prick into her. "I'll do whatever you say, stud. Lord, you know how to fuck. Mmmm, I'd kill for regular fucking like this."
"Don't hold your breath," he said. "I play the field."
"Fuck me, Daddy!" the blonde cried. "Cream my pussy with that big dick of yours."
Margo's head ached. She felt her knees grow weak. She was forced to hold onto the door. The air seemed stale. She felt weaker and weaker. She sank to her knees, no longer watching the couple on the bed. It was just too much to endure.
The next time she looked up, Vera was sucking Clint's cock.
Mercifully, Margo fainted dead away.
CHAPTER SIX
Margo spent the next few days moping around the house. She avoided Vera and her other friends and drank more than usual. Clint continued coming home late and offering no explanations.
After four days without sex, she was horny. So when Jake and his friend Nick suddenly showed up at the door, she welcomed them.
"I hate to walk in on you like this," Jake said. "But I figured you'd be alone."
"I'm glad to see you."
She hesitated. From the looks of things, Jake expected her to take on both men. She sat down on the sofa and gazed from Jake to Nick.
"I suppose you'd like something to drink," she said.
Jake moved to her side and took her hand. "We've been drinking all afternoon. Some guys can't get it up when they booze, but Nick and me, we get horny." He grinned crookedly.
"Jake was telling me what a great cocksucker you are," Nick said.
Margo couldn't believe her ears. "Pardon me," she said.
Jake groaned. "Jesus, will you shut up?" he said to his friend.
Nick flushed. "I'm sorry," he murmured.
Always the thoughtful hostess, Margo motioned to Nick to join them on the sofa. She took his hand. "Don't be embarrassed," she said. "Jake and I are good friends."
It was Jake who went for the bottle of scotch and the glasses. Margo accepted the drink gratefully. She was terribly horny, but she didn't want to appear over-excited. It was humiliating for a married woman to be so frustrated.
She felt a hand on her thigh and another one on the small of her back. Nick chuckled when Jake bent down to kiss her.
"What do you say we all get into bed," Jake said. "Don't you think that would be more cozy?"
"You're right," Margo said. But she felt rotten about it.
Tears trickled down her cheeks as Nick began pawing her tits. She wanted to tell him to take his hands off her. She wanted to scream at both men and tell them to leave her house.
But she also wanted them to stay and fuck her brains out. Her flesh was weak. She needed them more than they needed her.
"Why the tears?" Jake said.
"I think I've got something in my eye."
She didn't protest when Jake picked her up and carried her upstairs. Nick followed and both men undressed her. She wiped away her tears as she lay back on the bed and waited for them to join her.
Jake stretched out next to her and fondled her tits. Her nipples quickly hardened under his touch. "What a pair of tits, huh?" he said to Nick.
Nick grunted. "Yeah, what a pair she's got."
"Get over here and suck them," Margo heard herself say.
"You bet, honey," Nick said, tugging his pants down. "Just as soon as I get my clothes off."
Jake chuckled. "He can't wait to stick it to you."
"I can't wait either." Margo sniffed, but she was no longer crying. She couldn't wait to get fucked.
Naked now, both men began fondling her. One slipped a finger into her pussy while the other pulled on her nipples. She knew they were using her, but she didn't care. She had watched Clint use Vera and she was using Jake and Nick for her own pleasure. In the end, that was what life was about.
From deep inside her, she felt a throbbing. Crude or not, Jake knew what turned her on. He was sucking her tits now while Nick mounted her and guided his prick toward her hot-and-ready cunt.
She let her thighs fall open as he entered her. She moaned and felt herself float through space as Nick's big prick plowed into her.
Jake sucked gluttonously on her tits and muttered obscenities. At one point, he straddled her head, tilted his cock back and fucked into her mouth.
"Give it to me!" Margo hissed when Jake pulled back.
"I'll just give you a taste," Jake snickered.
"Give me all of it. I want the whole thing in my mouth!"
"Look at the slut," Jake snickered nastily, fastening his lips to one of her tits.
"Yes, suck my titties," she whimpered.
Nick paused, his cock half-imbedded in her cunt. "She's got a snapper," he said.
"What did I tell you?" Jake said.
"Do you like the way my pussy snaps shut around your prick?" Margo said, proud of her fucking ability.
"You bet," Nick said, fucking slowly to make it last.
"She's a good fuck, huh?" Jake said, teasing her by feeding her his cock an inch at a time.
"Yeah, good," Nick said, plunging his cock into her pussy gash forcefully, but pulling out slowly.
"You love having two dicks, don't you?" Jake said.
"Mmmbbbnnnggg!" Margo mumbled, her mouth too stuffed with cock to make herself understood.
"That means yeah," Jake snickered. He grinned at his buddy. "Look at that cunt fuck your cock."
"She's good, all right," Nick said, corkscrewing into her. "Damn good."
Jake took hold of his prick and hit it against her cheek. "Beg me for it, baby. Beg or I'll take it away."
Panic gripped Margo. "Please give it back to me!"
Jake hit her across the face with his hard cock. "Again. I didn't hear you. What is it you want?"
"Your cock! I want your cock!"
Margo knew she sounded pitiful, but she didn't care. She needed his cock in her mouth. It wasn't enough that Nick was ramming his prick into her pussy. She needed a second cock in her mouth to feel like a whole woman. That was what being married to Clint had done to her.
Jake pushed his cockhead into her mouth. His prick seemed to swell inside her nibbling, sucking lips.
"That's my cocksucker," he said. "If you're a good girl, you get a cock up your cunt and another in that sweet sucking mouth of yours."
Her slick cunt soaked Nick's cock. Each time he fucked into her, the air was filled with slurping sounds.
"She's got an oily cunt, huh?" Jake said as he slowly pushed more of his cock into her mouth.
"What she doesn't have," Nick panted, "she doesn't need."
"What did I tell you?"
Margo felt herself floating in space. She remembered how Vera had looked when Clint was fucking her. She pictured Clint's face when he rammed his prick into her best friend's pussy, and she felt justified for her own wanton actions.
"Fuck me harder!" she hissed at Nick between licks of Jake's cock.
"I'm gonna come soon," Nick panted, his balls crashing into her ass.
"Cream my tonsils," Margo said to Jake, throwing her cunt at Nick's prick. "Both of you, cream meeee!"
Her orgasm was intense and unexpected. Her pussy spasmed around Nick's cock, bringing him off. At the same time, her lips tightened around Jake's prick, and he roared as he flooded her mouth with thick, gummy jism.
"Suck it, bitch!" Jake yelled, ramming his cock in and out of the ring of her lips.
"Jesus, what a fuck!" Nick hissed.
"More!" Margo cried, face twisted and legs thrashing. "More! More! More!"
* * *
Strangely, Margo found herself more in love with Clint than ever. Watching him in bed with Vera had convinced her of his masculinity and sexual prowess. Despite his cheating, she felt lucky to be his wife.
As for Clint, for some reason he began treating Margo more thoughtfully. He came home for dinner more frequently and made love to her with more enthusiasm. Margo was hopeful for the future and limited her own cheating to once or twice a week.
One night about a month after the trauma of watching Clint fuck Vera, Margo curled up next to him on the sofa after dinner. He was reading the paper, but he smiled when she began rubbing his crotch.
"Honey, how about skipping the paper and television tonight?" she said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Clint smirked.
"Well, I was thinking we might have a nice long session tonight. Like the old days before we became an old married couple."
"It sounds good to me, hon, and I wouldn't mind a good fuck, but I really want to see the football game that's coming on soon."
Margo sighed. Nothing had changed. Clint was more solicitous of her lately, but when it came to sex, he still wasn't interested.
"What's that about?" Clint said.
"What's what about?"
"The big sigh."
Margo instinctively continued rubbing his crotch. "Nothing. I was just thinking maybe I ought to dye my hair blonde."
"You do and I'll divorce you."
"Maybe you'd find me sexier if I was a blonde."
"Don't be a fool. You look good the way you are."
"Do I really? Do you mean that?"
He frowned as he buried his face in the paper. "Sure, I mean it." He pushed her hand away. "I can't concentrate on the paper when you do that."
"That's the idea."
He groaned. "I guess it's gonna be one of those nights."
Margo's temper flared. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Grow up." Clint's voice was cold and distant.
Margo went to the kitchen for some water and to calm down. Maybe if she slipped into a sexy nightgown he would get turned on.
She marched upstairs and undressed. As she moved from the closet to the dresser, she gazed at her naked body in the various mirrors.
What's the matter with Clint? she thought. I've got a better body than Vera. I've got a terrific body. Why doesn't he have this complex about wives versus whores?
She let out a loud sigh and plucked a sheer black nightgown from the closet. She was determined to bring some passion back to her marriage. If Clint wouldn't cooperate, she would start running around again. A woman had to take care of her needs if her husband wouldn't.
The nightgown in place, she brushed her long mane of hair and touched perfume between her tits. She added a touch of lip-gloss to her mouth and some blusher to her cheeks.
Satisfied she looked as sexy as possible, she went downstairs and paused at the entrance to the living room. Clint didn't look up so she curled up close to him on the sofa and again began rubbing his crotch.
"Why do you want to do that when I told you I want to watch the game?"
Margo froze. "It's not on yet. I'm just fooling around." She knew she sounded defensive and she hated herself for it. "I'm not begging, you know," she finished, moving her hand away from his groin.
Clint tossed the paper down and turned to her. "Whenever we're having a pleasant evening, you start a fight."
Her eyes blazed. "I don't want a pleasant evening. I want fireworks."
There was a moment of silence. Then they burst out laughing.
Clint took her hand and kissed the palm. "You've been seeing too many old movies."
"I guess so, honey."
She stroked his thigh as he draped his arm around her shoulders. "The game's coming on soon, hon. How about getting me a beer?"
"If that's what you want."
Stifling her hurt and anger, she went to the kitchen for a beer, then returned.
Clint took the can from her hand without looking up. The football game was starting.
"Thanks, hon," he said.
Margo curled up next to him and tickled the back of his neck. She thought about how he had made love to Vera. How he had fucked her and sucked her and made her come again and again.
It's not fair, she thought. I'm married to the sexiest man in town, and I'm forced to cheat to get my jollies.
She began rubbing his crotch again. He groaned, took her hand and pushed it away.
"Not now!" he snapped.
Tears filled her eyes. Not ever, she thought.
"Why don't you watch the game?" Clint said. "You might get to like it. It's something we can share. You're always talking about us sharing things."
"I had something a little more sexy in mind."
"Please spare me, hon."
On an impulse, Margo decided to be more aggressive. She lay on her side the length of the sofa and rested her head on Clint's lap. She pressed her face against his crotch and slowly unzipped his fly.
Normally he hated it when she was sexually aggressive, but now he didn't protest when she tugged at his zipper. Maybe he doesn't even notice what I'm doing, she thought.
She twisted around and rested on her belly as she reached inside his zip for his cock. Even limp, his cock was big and very thick around, and her horny, unfucked pussy began to cream with excitement.
She took his cockhead into her mouth and sucked hungrily. Clint glanced down and patted her head.
"It's a great game, hon. That guy on the screen now is a top runner."
"I'd rather suck your prick."
"Uh, okay, if you want to. But I'm not making any promises."
Margo breathed easier. At least he wasn't stopping her. She was making progress. He was letting her suck his cock while he watched the football game.
She sucked his cock for the next fifteen minutes. Even as Clint concentrated on the television screen, his cock grew and stiffened. Margo was tempted to climb onto his lap and fuck him. Football games be damned!
Ten minutes later that was exactly what she did. She lifted her nightgown, plopped down on his lap, facing him, and stuffed his hard prick into her juicy cunt.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Margo sank down until his entire prick was in her cunt. She held onto his neck and began riding him.
"I'm fucking you," she said. "You go on and watch the game. Your cock feels so good inside me. Don't make me stop."
Suddenly Clint smiled. He held her around the waist and helped her thrust. "Well, you've got it hard," he said. "You might as well give yourself a thrill."
He rammed his cock into her forcefully, sending her tits bouncing out of her nightgown. He pressed his face against her tits and licked her nipples.
He was fucking her with more enthusiasm than he had in ages and Margo was filled with longing and lust and regret for the past.
"Pick me up and carry me upstairs," she whispered, squeezing his prick with her strong cunt-muscles. "Let's get into bed and do this right."
"Not tonight," Clint said, holding her by the ass and slamming his cock into her. "I don't want to miss the game. I hope you're ready. I am."
Damn! Margo thought, her lust dissipating as Clint creamed her pussy.
"Did you come, hon?" he said as he pushed her off his lap and tucked his cock back into his pants.
"Sure," she said, fighting tears and putting her tits back into her nightgown. "Thanks for fucking me."
To herself she thought, thanks for nothing, darling. Thanks for a big, fat nothing.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"What's your bag, baby? What do you like?"
Margo gazed at the tall stranger with the bulging muscles. "Cock is my bag," she said. "And what I like is fucking."
His name was Chuck and she had met him a half hour before. She had picked him up and gone home with him, all in a matter of minutes.
Home was a dump on the outskirts of town. Even now, when she looked around the cluttered room, she winced.
"You're my kind of woman." He grinned, drawing her to him.
"And you're my kind of man. You look amazingly like my husband."
He released her and stepped back. "You're not setting me up or something?"
"Are you serious? My husband barely knows I exist."
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "He must be an asshole. Come here, baby." He took her hand and rubbed it against his crotch. "I've got a present for you."
Margo closed her eyes and stroked his crotch. His cock felt big and his hands were strong and sure and felt good on her tits. Her heart pounded. He smelled clean. He smelled horny and clean and animal-like.
She brushed her free hand over his chest and felt excitement in his bulk and muscular strength. His kisses were tender and rather sweet. She eagerly gave him her tongue and exchanged saliva.
Suddenly he released her. "Okay, get naked," he said bruskly.
Margo was stunned by the change in him. Suddenly he looked menacing. Suddenly his eyes looked cold and mean.
She felt herself quiver with a combination of excitement and fear. Her fingers shook as she began unbuttoning her blouse.
"Open my fly," he said.
She hesitated before reaching for his zipper. "You won't hurt me, will you?" she whispered.
"You want cock, you'll get cock," he said. "I don't hurt chicks, unless they act dumb."
When his fly was open, he stripped his jeans and shirt off while she removed her skirt and blouse. She blushed when her tits bounced free and then again when she stepped out of her panties. Suddenly she felt shy. Was it because his body was so magnificent?
"Very nice," he said, eyes narrowing as he admired her curves.
"You're not bad yourself." She was becoming very aroused.
"You really dig cock, huh?"
"Yes." She grew bolder. "As a matter of fact I was just wondering when you were going to stick it in me."
"I found me a winner," he said as he fastened his lips to hers.
"Let's get into bed."
"What's the hurry? Afraid I'll run off and leave you?"
"Come on, let's lie down."
"Hold it. You really want my cock, don't you?"
"I told you I did."
"You're a hellcat, huh?"
"Come on. Don't make me wait anymore."
He released her. "Spread 'em."
Unashamed of her lust, the horny wife stretched out on the bed. She let her legs fall open and teased him by playing with her tits.
Chuck grunted his approval and slipped onto the bed next to her. His cock bobbed heavily when he moved. His prick was hard looking and big. She couldn't wait to get his cock inside her.
She threw herself over him. "Kiss me," she said, straddling his hips.
"I never saw a hornier chick."
"Put it in me."
He chuckled as he dipped the tip of his cock into her pussy and then withdrew it. "That's enough for you," he said.
"No! Put it back!"
"Whoa, there." He pushed her head down. "What kind of fuck is it if you don't suck my cock first?"
"Okay, I'll suck it."
Wriggling down on her belly, she crawled between his legs and paused momentarily, her open mouth only inches from his prick.
"Kiss it all over first," he told her.
"You bet I will," she said, placing a series of moist kisses over his cock and balls.
"You really dig cock, huh?" he said.
"I told you I do." She licked his pisser. "Does that feel good? Do you want more?"
"I want a good blowjob. Sure, it feels good! What do you think I am? A fruit?"
"I never meant to imply--" He cut her off by shoving his prick into her mouth. "You talk too much, baby. But you suck good."
"You don't have to do that."
"Then suck. Get it in there. Get it all the way in your mouth and suck it good."
She enjoyed his aggressiveness and obeyed instantly. She opened her jaws wide and took his big pulsating cock into her warm wet mouth.
"Way to go, baby," he snickered.
She sucked hungrily. She forgot the clutter in the room and the soiled sheets. She wrapped her tongue around his cockroot and swept it up to his cock-tip.
She licked up the seepage oozing from his jizzslit. She nibbled his rubbery cockhead and licked the sensitive underside and flanged rim.
He held her head and guided her as she fluttered her tongue up and down his thick fuckstalk. Tiny animal cries escaped her throat as he stuffed more of his cock into her mouth.
"Suck it, baby. Suck it good and I'll fuck you good. Yeah, what a mouth you've got. You sure do love cock. I can tell. What a blowjob! Can you take it into your throat without choking? Atta girl. You're doing it. You're taking the whole thing."
She almost gagged when he thrust his prick all the way into her throat. She stopped breathing when his cockhead hit the back of her throat.
I do love cock, she thought. I do love it so!
"Man, can you suck a cock," Chuck rasped, ramming his cock in and out of her eager mouth.
She loved the feeling of being filled with dick. She loved having her mouth crammed full, having her lips split wide.
"What a sweetheart you are," Chuck said. "If you're half as good a lay as you're a cocksucker, we're in business."
"I love it," she said, tearing her mouth away from his prick and wetting down his balls.
He tangled his fingers in her hair and grunted. "Stop!" he hissed. "I wanna fuck you now."
"Can I get on top?"
"Sure, baby, sure. Come to Daddy." She stretched out on top of him. Her tits pressed into his chest and her cunt into his pelvis. They kissed. His lips were demanding and hot. His hands were all over her.
"What a fucking pair of tits you've got!" he said.
"Do you want to suck them?"
"Not now. First we fuck. That's what you want, isn't it?"
She raised herself to a sitting position and straddled his thighs. She held his hard-on against her gaping slit and smiled.
"You bet I do."
"Put it in."
"I will." She raised her ass and guided his prick to the mouth of her cunt. With a happy sigh, she took his prick into her greedy pussy.
"Go, baby, go!" he chanted.
When his prick was tightly encased in her cunt, she bent over and offered him her tits, "Suck them," she said, squeezing them together and pointing them at his mouth. "Suck my big fat tits, you fucker, you."
Chuck raised his head and captured one of her pointed nipples between his teeth. "It's just like a pencil eraser," he chuckled. "Tastes like a tit though."
Margo raised and lowered her ass while Chuck sucked and licked her tits. Both nipples became very stiff and both tits were soon wet with his saliva.
She took control of the fucking. She bounced up and down, taking his cock all the way into her pussy and slowly releasing his prick.
He held onto both tits as he sucked. He moved from one to the other, biting and sucking and nibbling.
Margo bounced faster. The furious pounding of her heart spurred her on. Her strong thighs moved easily as she rode the big-cocked stranger.
"You've got a tight cunt," he said, holding her hips and guiding her movements.
"You get on top now."
"Yeah, I'll get on top. Hold on. I'm rolling over."
They stayed together as he rolled on top of her. His cock stayed imbedded in her cunt as he reached for her tits again.
Her pussy creamed around his cock. She wound her long legs around his back and clung to him.
"It's so good," she moaned.
Suddenly he withdrew and rammed his cock into her mouth. "Suck it again, bitch," he said. "Suck the come out of my nuts."
"Yes, let me suck it dry," she said, taking his cock deep into her throat.
"Clean it up good. Get every drop of cuntjuice off it."
"Yes, yes, I'll suck it good. I want a mouthful of come. Give it to me, please!"
With a sadistic chuckle, he yanked his cock from her mouth. "I changed my mind. I wanna fuck you again."
The horny, cheating wife threw herself onto her back and wantonly spread her legs. "Give it to me," she cried. "Stick it to me and cream my pussy."
Suddenly Chuck turned his head and snickered. Margo twisted around and looked toward the door. Standing there was a man about Chuck's age. He was a big man with blond hair and as he crossed the room she saw him unzipping his fly.
"Who's he?" Margo hissed.
"My roommate," Chuck said. "Meet Ron."
Ron grinned as he approached the bed. His cock bobbed in front of him. It was incredibly big.
"Is he going to fuck me too?" Margo said to Chuck.
"You bet, honey," Chuck said.
"Okay, that's okay," Margo said, quivering with fear and excitement. "No rough stuff, though. Promise?"
"No rough stuff, honey," Ron said, stripping his skin-tight jeans off.
Margo's horniness overcame her fear. "Hurry," she said. "Both of you, hurry and fuck me. I want both of you to fuck me." She turned to Chuck. "Why are you making me wait?"
"I'm waiting for my buddy here," Chuck said, climbing off the bed.
Margo made a lunge for Ron. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She bit his lips and plunged her tongue into his mouth.
"Hey, this one's hot, all right," Ron snickered. "Where do you want to take it, baby? Front or back?"
"I'll get on my hands and knees," Margo said. "You come in from behind. Surprise me. I don't care where you put it. I love it everywhere."
As she dropped to her hands and knees she heard Ron chuckling. "Where'd you find this doll?" he said to Chuck.
"Around," Chuck said.
Heart pounding, Margo braced herself on her arms and thrust her ass out into the air. "Give it to me," she said. "For God's sake, give it to me."
Ron knelt behind her, one arm around her waist. "Easy, baby, easy," he murmured.
Margo was more animal than human now and she knew it. She wanted to be fucked more than anything. All she cared about was being plugged by cock. Fore or aft, it didn't matter.
A rush of excitement surged through her when Ron spread her asscheeks apart and rubbed his cock against her bung. A fleeting image of Clint flashed before her eyes. She was becoming more and more involved in her wild lifestyle. The image of Clint quickly disappeared.
"Give it to me!" she hissed now. "Stick it into my ass!"
Ron thrust what felt like his thumb into her brownie. "It's still too tight," he said. "I'll loosen it up."
"Are you gonna fuck her in the ass?" Chuck said.
"Yeah, she wants me to."
Chuck snickered. "What a hot cunt she is."
Margo craned her neck back at Ron. Her pussy oozed its honeyed juices. She watched him aim his prick at her slit and moaned deep in her throat.
"Stick it to me," she said.
"Here goes, baby."
He rammed two fingers into her brownie and rammed his cock to the hilt into her pussy.
"Pay dirt!" he chuckled as his balls slapped her slit.
"What a hard cock you have!" Margo wailed, shaking her ass.
She knew he would eventually fuck her asshole. She inhaled sharply when she felt herself coming and she trembled violently as her pussy erupted.
"Good fuck," she gasped afterward. "Damn good fuck."
"Stick it in her asshole," Chuck said.
Ron continued thrusting his fingers in and out of her asshole as he fucked her pussy. Both holes filled, she came again.
"She's a fucking come-machine," Ron said.
"Now my asshole," she panted. "Stick it in my butt now."
Ron grunted and pulled his prick from her pussy. She sucked in her breath when he placed his cockhead against the puckered ring of her asshole.
"Here goes, honey," he said, lunging in and propelling his prick downward.
Her asshole stretched open and accepted the massive bulk of his fuckpole. The pain took her breath away, but there was something about the act that she loved despite the discomfort.
"Jesus Christ, give me all of it!" she yelled.
Suddenly Chuck appeared before her, shoving his prick into her mouth. "Suck it, babe," he said.
"She's taking the whole thing in her ass," Ron said. "I've got my whole cock in her shitter."
"I've got my cock down her throat," Chuck said.
"What a cunt!"
"Yeah, just remember who found her."
"Can I have her mouth next?"
"Yeah, I'll take her ass. I haven't had it yet."
"The others will be here soon."
"She'll take 'em all on. This chickie loves cock like you wouldn't believe."
Margo listened and trembled as she sucked and fucked. It seemed like a dream. There would be others arriving soon. They would all fuck her.
How many would there be? She didn't know. And at the moment she didn't give a damn.
CHAPTER EIGHT
One evening when Clint was supposedly working late Margo returned home from a shopping trip and went directly to the kitchen. She fixed herself a pitcher of martinis, looked around the refrigerator for something to nibble, and went upstairs to change.
Fuck you, Clint, she thought as she sipped her martini and undressed. She gazed at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her face was flushed. Was it the booze? Her eyes were rather bright, too. She touched her forehead. A touch of fever? She gulped half her martini and sat down to pee. It was simple horniness, not the flu. Simple horniness and a cheating husband.
She sat on the toilet long after she stopped peeing. After drying herself, she stepped into the shower and closed the curtain.
"Anybody home?" a voice called out.
Suddenly Margo remembered that she had promised her neighbor, Beth, that her teenage son could stop by for supper. Beth was visiting her mother and the boy, Jerry, was home alone.
"I'm in here," Margo called out, soaping her tits. "Be right out, Jerry."
"I've got to pee. I'll use the downstairs john."
Suddenly Margo had a wild idea. Jerry was just a kid, but big for his age and very cute. Was he a virgin? She didn't know or care. If he was, she'd do him a favor and break him in.
"Don't bother going downstairs," she said. "The shower curtain is closed. Come in and use this john. I promise I won't peek."
Silence. She continued lathering her body. Then she heard the bathroom door open and the sound of a zipper being drawn down.
"I won't peek either," Jerry said.
"That's a good boy."
Margo pressed the bar of soap against her cleavage as she pictured him hauling out his teenage cock. She smiled to herself when she heard the splash of piss into the toilet bowl.
She vigorously soaped her beaver. "I've got a pizza in the freezer," she said. "Would you like that?"
The toilet flushed. "Sure, anything is fine."
"Don't rush out. I'm not nearly through washing."
She heard the door open.
"Where are you going?" She quickly rinsed off.
"I thought I'd go downstairs and wait for you."
"Wait." Heart pounding with excitement, Margo swept the curtain open and, naked and wet, reached for a towel.
"Hey, I'll get out of here," Jerry muttered.
"That's okay." Margo quickly wrapped a bath towel around herself. She was surprised and pleased to see his cock hanging out of his fly. "Well, it looks like I'm the one who ought to apologize." She reached for a face towel. "Don't worry about that." She nodded toward his crotch. "I've seen them before."
The teenager quickly put his cock away and zipped his fly. "I'm sorry, Margo. I should have used the one downstairs."
"Don't be silly. I'm no prude."
Jerry went downstairs while she dressed. She moved quickly, and when she looked reasonably presentable she went down to the kitchen to fix supper.
"I've got a frozen pizza and I'll make a salad," she said to the still-blushing teenager.
Jerry avoided her eyes. "Sounds good to me," he muttered.
Margo sipped her martini and slipped the frozen pizza into the microwave. She put a bottle of wine on the table and fixed a salad.
She felt oddly excited at dinner. She knew Jerry was embarrassed about being caught with his pants open and by her nudity. But she knew how to put his mind at ease. She knew about horny teenage boys and their wild cravings.
She had deliberately not worn a bra. Now her nipples poked provocatively against her silk blouse. As Jerry wolfed down the pizza, she nibbled her salad and poured the wine.
The martinis had numbed her inhibitions. Now she started on the wine. The booze gave her the courage she needed and she did need courage to seduce a teenage boy. God, what if his mother finds out? she thought.
"Have some wine," she said, pushing a full glass toward the boy.
"I'm not allowed to drink," he said, his eyes drawn to her tits.
Margo leaned forward, letting her tits rest on the table. "I won't tell, if you won't. We'll just add it to our other secrets."
He grinned nervously and picked up his wine. He drank half of it down. "It's good," he said.
Margo refilled his glass and opened a second bottle. By the time they were through eating, she was more than mildly plastered and Jerry was looking better and better.
They went into the den to watch television. They sat side by side on the sofa. Margo switched the dial until she found a movie with a sexy looking leading lady and a macho hero.
"I just love these movies, don't you?" Margo said, draping her arm on the back of the sofa, behind Jerry's neck.
The boy fidgeted around beside her. "Yeah, she's sure pretty."
"I guess boys your age prefer blondes."
"Not me. I like dark hair. Like my mom." He lowered his eyes. "And you."
"What a little flatterer you are," Margo said, tickling the back of his neck.
She moved closer. Their thighs touched. She pretended to be interested in the movie, but her interest lay between the boy's legs. She had seen his cock limp and it showed promise. She planned to enjoy him before the evening was over.
From the expression on Jerry's face, he would be putty in her hands. During a commercial break, she switched off the sound but left the video on.
"I feel like I'm just a kid again and out on a date," she said, toying with the youngster's ear and placing a hand on his thigh.
He turned toward her. His eyes looked glazed.
She brought her lips close to his.
He groaned softly and took the bait. He kissed her.
That's the way, honey, she thought as she tasted his sweet teenage lips and tongue.
Lips parted, she sucked on his tongue and lips and wedged her hand between his thighs. She felt his passion. Felt his boyish need. And despite his youth she knew he would be a good and passionate lover.
"Who are we kidding?" she said when they broke the kiss.
"Huh?"
She took his hand and placed it over her left tit. "Feel my heart beating?" she said.
The boy squeezed her tit. "Yeah."
"Touch my nipple."
Eyes averted, he rubbed his thumb back and forth over her nipple. "It sure is hard," he said.
"Do you know why it's hard?"
He shook his head. "No."
"I'm going to ask you a personal question, Jerry. I'll never betray your answer. It will be our secret. Do you understand?"
The horny teenager nodded, still clutching her tit. "Yeah, I understand."
"Are you a virgin?"
"No."
She cupped his chin and made him look at her. "Are you telling me the truth?"
He nodded, his hand inside her blouse now and squeezing bare titflesh. "I've done it a few times."
"Kiss me again."
Now she had his tongue in her mouth and his hand on her bare tit. She shivered with excitement and anticipation. She moved her hand up his thigh and touched the bulge between his legs. He groaned.
"Do you really want to see this movie?" she whispered.
"No."
How easy it was. She led him upstairs with her arm around his waist. When they reached the top of the stairs, she squeezed his ass and laughed. He laughed back at her and kissed her.
He disappeared into the bathroom while she went to her bedroom to undress. She drew the bedcovers back, dimmed the lights and slipped out of her clothes.
Naked, she sat on the bed, lit a cigarette and waited for her teenage lover to join her.
He appeared suddenly and he was stark naked. His cock was hard and pointing upward. Erect, his cockshaft was thick and his cockhead mushroom-shaped. His balls hung down heavily. Were they filled with a week's supply of teenage spunk?
He looked proud and shy at the same time. "I guess I got turned on before," he said.
"Come here to me, honey," she said, crushing her cigarette.
The teenager looked properly solemn as he approached the bed. Margo reached out and took his hand, then guided his head down to her tits.
"Kiss them," she said, offering her lust-swollen tits to his mouth.
The boy groaned as he nuzzled his face against her twin goodies. "Can I really suck them?" he said.
"I want you to. Go on. Open your mouth like a good boy."
As Jerry's lips parted, she pressed one ripe nipple between them. It felt so good she pushed more of her tit into his eager young mouth.
"That's a good boy," she cooed, stroking his hair and the back of his neck.
Her pussy was wet and hot and ready for penetration. Slowly and gently she eased down onto her back and moved his free hand between her thighs.
He pressed his fingers into her hairy moistness. A moan escaped her lips when he touched her clit and slick cuntfolds.
Her tit stuffing his mouth, he stopped sucking and gazed into her eyes. "Did I hurt you?" he said.
"No, darling, you made me come."
"I did?"
"Yes." She tousled his hair. "What a good lover you are!"
With a cocky grin, he turned his attention back to her tits. He nibbled and licked and sucked until she felt her pussy creaming again.
"I want to hold your cock, darling."
His expression changed abruptly. Her tit slipped from his mouth. "You're not mad, are you?" he said.
"Of course not. I want us to make love. I'm having a wonderful time so far."
A shy smile crossed his face. "I really made you come before?"
"Yes. And you ought to be proud. Not many men can do that." She kissed the corner of his mouth. "And without even being inside me!"
"You're really gonna let me fuck you?"
"Of course."
Their lips met. Their tongues probed. Margo reached down and took his throbbing cock into her fist. The boy groaned.
"What we're doing is good," she said, gently pumping his cock. "There's nothing sinful about it." She moved just his cockskin up and down his teenage cock. "I'm older than you and married, but that doesn't mean that our love isn't pure and good."
"And a secret, huh?"
"Yes, a secret. Our secret."
She tickled his cockhead and smeared the jism oozing from his pisser over the spongy rim. She fondled the under-seam of his knob and squeezed his rigid prickshaft. His cock was almost as thick as her wrist. How good it would feel inside her cunt!
"I'll bet your balls are just loaded with goodies," she said, fingering his ball-bag with her free hand.
"Can I touch you again?"
She widened the spread of her legs. "Of course. You don't have to ask. I love it when you touch me there. You don't mind that my pussy is so wet?"
"Naw. I like it wet. It means you're real excited."
"And it means when you put your cock in there it will go in easily. Even though it's quite big. Did you know you had a big cock?"
Jerry nodded. "Yeah, I've seen other guys. I guess mine's pretty big."
"It certainly is. And a big cock is a thing of beauty. Don't you ever forget that."
"Yes ma'am."
"Margo, honey. Call me Margo. We're lovers now."
He bit his lip as he fingered her cunt. "Okay, Margo."
She gently pumped his prick. "That's better."
"I sure hope I don't come before I get to fuck you."
"If you think you're that close, maybe we'd better do it."
Eyes averted, the boy nodded. "Yeah, I guess I better."
Her hair fanned out on the pillow, Margo drew her knees up and toyed with her nipples. "Fuck me, dear boy," she whispered. "Fuck me."
The boy crouched before her. Obviously concentrating hard on the task at hand, he guided his prick toward the yawning opening of her pussy.
When his cock touched her cunt, he pushed in. She hooked her legs over her arms and waited. When his cockhead entered her, her pussy automatically spasmed.
And then his prick was all the way inside her and his cockshaft rubbed her clit and she held her arms out. "Kiss me," she said. "I like to be kissed when I fuck."
"Your cunt feels so tight on my cock. It's squeezing it."
"It's supposed to. That's what good fucking is all about."
"I can hardly move it in and out, it's so tight."
"Darling, you're making me come again!"
Afterward she pulled him against her and kissed him.
"That was even better than the first one. You have the nicest cock. And you'll be a first class lover one of these days."
"Will you teach me?" He thrust into the slick wetness of her pussy. "Will you teach me how to fuck?"
"You don't need much teaching. Lord, I like that. Do it hard like that. Give it to me! Sock it to me! God, what a cock you've got!"
She gripped him with her strong thighs and held his ass as he pumped into her. Her pussy convulsed again and for a moment she thought he was going to come too.
"You have the control of a man twice your age," she panted as he fucked his prick into her.
"I think I'm gonna come soon!"
"Don't worry. Whenever you're ready, let yourself go."
His cock felt like a piece of steel inside her. He had amazing control for a boy his age.
She glanced toward the wall and saw herself in the full-length mirror that covered the closet door. She watched the teenager thrust his cock in and out of her pussy.
So that's the way we look, she thought. Like two rutting animals going at each other.
"You don't have to hold back anymore," she said. "Come in me. Don't pull out. Come inside me."
The boy stopped thrusting, withdrawing slowly until only his cock-knob remained inside her. And then he fucked into her again.
"I'm coming!" he cried.
"Me too!"
He roared as his jism exploded in her cunt. Her own orgasm overwhelmed her and she arched her back off the bed and rammed back at his spewing cock.
It was over quickly, but it was good. My first teenager lover, she thought, holding him against her quivering body.
"I'm sorry I came so fast," he said, his face buried against her tits.
"Fast?" She giggled. "Honey, you don't know what fast is."
CHAPTER NINE
Margo's life became a series of sexual adventures. She became hardened to Clint's neglect, but he didn't even notice the gradual change in her.
She was obsessed with young cock. She encouraged Jerry to bring his friends over. Soon she was regularly fucking a bevy of teenaged boys.
Much of her pleasure derived from putting something over on the unsuspecting Clint. He had no idea she was cheating on him. She knew that for a fact.
She also knew that Vera and Clint were sleeping together regularly. She didn't care. She didn't care anymore who Clint fucked.
One day a youngster by the name of Gary sat in her living room. For some reason, probably nerves, he placed his hands over his crotch.
Margo sat down next to him and pushed his hands away. "I'll bet you can make me very happy with that thing you're trying to hide."
The adolescent grinned and swallowed hard. "I'll sure try," he said in a husky voice.
He was a new lover, a friend of Jerry's. He was slim and gangly and nervous. Horny and nervous.
"Don't be afraid," she said now, lightly rubbing his thigh.
"I'm not."
"Sure you are. I can see it in your eyes."
"You can?"
She giggled. "No. I'm just teasing you."
"You're sure pretty."
"Thanks. You're pretty cute yourself."
He wrinkled his nose. "Guys aren't cute."
"Some are."
"You've got nice big tits too."
Margo took a deep breath. "All you boys are alike. You all love my tits."
"Can I suck them?"
"Later. First I want to see what you're hiding there." She reached for his crotch.
"What are you doing?"
"Pulling your zipper down."
"Jesus, you sure don't fool around!"
Margo hauled his prick out. His cock was only slightly hard, but showed promise.
"Well, this looks mighty tasty," she said, squeezing his cockshaft. "Mighty tasty indeed."
"Are you gonna suck it?"
"Why? Did someone say I would?"
"Yeah. One of the guys told me you give a terrific blowjob."
"What else did you hear about me?"
"That you love fucking better than anything."
"Hmmmm, how word does get around."
"Yeah. And I heard you love taking it in the asshole."
Margo groaned. "Who told you that?"
"Jerry I think. Or maybe it was one of the other guys. Jesus, that feels good. The way you're squeezing my prick."
"Would you like to fuck me in the ass?"
"Sure. That'd be great."
"Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass before?"
"No." He grinned. "But I catch on quick."
"I'll bet you do."
"Are you gonna blow me?"
"Probably. Don't rush me. Do you like the taste of pussy?"
He flushed. "Sure. Why not?"
"Some boys don't. I'm told it's an acquired taste."
"I like it a lot." He hesitated. "I'm not crazy about the smell though."
"The smell goes away after you lick it awhile."
"Well, I'll lick your pussy if you want me to."
"You bet you will."
"Huh?"
"I said you're a sweet boy."
Suddenly he lunged toward her, grabbing hold of her and kissing her. "I'll do whatever you want," he said.
"You're a man after my heart," Margo giggled, returning his wet kisses.
Eventually they went upstairs. Gary quickly stripped and Margo was delighted to see that his cock was deliciously hard.
She took off most of her clothes and was about to remove her panties and bra when suddenly he pulled her down onto the bed and climbed over her.
"I love you," he said, plunging his tongue into her mouth.
"You're very sweet to say that, but you're crushing me. Let me get on top."
The teenager pulled her on top of him and spread his legs. She yanked her pantycrotch aside and lowered her pussy over his throbbing cock.
"Are you gonna put it in?" he croaked.
"Yes. Hold still so it'll go in."
"Jesus, I can't stand it!"
"Stop wriggling around. It keeps slipping out."
"Oh boy! Oh boy! Wow! Oh boy!"
"Shut up and help me. You're hung like a horse and you keep moving. I can't get it in."
Together they managed to force his teenaged cock into her pussy. She winced with pleasure. The tight ring of her pussy snapped shut around his cock. Even without moving, her cunt gobbled up his prick.
"Oh wow!?" he wheezed.
"Don't move," Margo said. "I'll do the stroking."
"Okay. Oh boy! Oh wow!"
"Put your hands on my hips."
The overly excited youth grabbed her hips and rammed his ass up, pushing his prick more deeply into her cunt. "Oh wow!"
"Careful," Margo said with a giggle. "If you're not careful, your gun will go off too soon."
"Okay, I'll try."
"I'm going to take my bra off now. You do want to see my tits, don't you?"
"You bet."
Margo reached behind her, unhooked her bra and quickly removed it. Gary's eyes widened when her tits bounced free. She held them up and proudly dropped them over his face.
"You can suck them later," she said.
"Wow, you bet I will!"
"Stop saying that!" she hissed, bouncing her ass up and down and thrusting her pussy around the thickness of his prick.
The boy couldn't resist whipping his hips up and down and ramming his prick into her depths.
"Man, you've got a tight cunt," he said. "It's the tightest one I ever fucked."
"Kiss me," Margo said, lowering her lips to his and forcing her tongue into his mouth.
She felt impaled by his prick. When she stopped bouncing, she felt his cock pulsate against her cuntwalls.
"Fuck me, honey," she whispered, straightening up and shaking her ass. "Fuck me and suck me, my sweet boy-lover."
She hefted her tits and let them drop again. She moistened her fingers with saliva and wet down her nipples.
She felt a raw power surging through her very being. Gary was staring up at her, a mixture of passion and adoration in his eyes.
When she came, her orgasm tore through her and left her breathless.
It was too much for the boy. She felt his cock expand and jerk before the first wad of jism shot into her pussy.
Incredibly, his cock remained hard. After removing her jism-soaked panties, Margo climbed to her hands and knees and pried her asscheeks open. "Now fuck me in the asshole," she said.
"You mean it?"
"You bet I mean it. Go on, sweetie. Live a little."
The youngster pressed his cockhead against her shitter. "It's too small," he said.
"It'll open up. Be careful you don't hurt me."
"It's too small. It won't go in."
Desperate, Margo held her asscheeks open and craned her neck. "Wet it. Stick your finger in my butt to loosen it up."
"What'll I use to wet it?"
"Spit. Pussy-juice. Use your imagination."
"I don't know--"
"Do something!"
"Can't I just put it into your cunt?"
"No, I want it in my ass. Listen, honey, I've taken plenty of cocks up my butt. You just have to learn how. Don't you want to learn how?"
"Yeah."
"Then do as I say. Wet the tip of your cock with spit. That's right. Now use my pussy-juice. It's slicker. Rub your cockhead around my cunt. That's very nice. It does the job and makes me feel good too."
"Can't I just fuck you regular?"
"No, I want you to learn how to fuck a bung."
"What'd you say before about my finger?"
"Stick your finger up my asshole. Yes, like that. See how it opens up? A woman's asshole is very flexible. Mmm, that feels very good. Now put two fingers in. See how wide it's getting?"
"I can't wait anymore. I gotta fuck you."
"Stick it in, lover. Stick your cock into my brownie."
The boy held onto her hips tightly, lunged forward and pushed down. His cock got jammed in the tight ring of her asshole. Only the prickhead got inside.
Margo winced. "That's the worst of it."
"Should I put the rest of it in?"
"Yes. God, Yes."
She held her asscheeks and waited. Her heart fluttered. Her pussy throbbed. His balls slapped her cuntlips. Her asshole squeezed his prick lovingly.
He shoved another inch of his prick into her grommet. "That's good," she said with a moan.
"I like that. I love having your big fat cock in my ass."
"There's a lot more to go."
"I know. I'm counting on it. Give me the rest. Slowly. Fuck it to me, honey."
She reached down, took hold of his balls and rubbed them against her pussy. She used his ball-bag to stimulate her clit. She squirmed her ass slightly to help him as he forced more of his cock into her shitter.
When his cock was all the way inside her, he grabbed hold of her waist. "It's in!" he said. "I can't believe it's all the way in!"
"Move it in and out. Slowly. In and out." She rubbed his balls against her cunt. "In and out."
The boy began thrusting slowly. With each stroke Margo felt herself drawing closer to ecstasy. But he couldn't maintain the pace. Soon he was lunging into her, savagely pounding his cock into her asshole.
"Not so hard!" she groaned, her head crashing into the headboard. Still, a wild wave of pleasure surged through her.
"Man, what a fuck!" the teenager said. "Man, oh man, what a fuck!"
"I'm coming!" Margo shrieked. "Dick me! Dick me! Dick me! I'm coming!"
"Me too!"
The youngster's balls exploded, sending wads of jism into Margo's asshole. He corkscrewed into her, plunging his spurting cock into her brownie.
Margo collapsed under his weight. She lay flat on her belly while he continued pounding his prick into her. She felt filled with warmth and love and sexual fulfillment. She reveled in it. She bathed in the warmth of their lovemaking.
But it wasn't enough. She began masturbating, pinching her clit and drilling a finger into her cunthole.
She rolled onto her back, legs widespread. "Is your cock still hard?"
The boy nodded, holding himself and grinning.
"Fuck my pussy now," she whispered. "Fuck my pussy, baby."
The boy entered her quickly. Her pussy boiled around his prick. She wound her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Give me your tongue," she begged. "Give me your sweet tongue, lover."
When his cock went limp, she climbed between his legs and sucked it into her mouth. "I taste myself on your prick," she said.
"That's nice," the boy panted.
"I like tasting myself on your cock." She flicked her tongue wetly around the rim of his cock-knob. "I bet if I suck it long enough, it'll get hard again."
The teenager groaned. "I'll bet you're right."
Margo held his cock in her fist while she licked the tip. She nuzzled her face against his cockbush and tickled his asshole.
"I'm going to pump it while I suck," she said. "If I jerk it too hard, you let me know."
"Yeah, sure, you bet."
She sucked his prick all the way into her mouth. It was soft, and she let it go from one cheek to the other before spitting it out.
She held the base and fluttered her tongue around and around the rim. She jerked her hand up and down and suctioned his cockhead into her mouth.
"Will you suck me off?" the boy asked.
"Do you want me to?"
"Yeah. Would you?"
"You'd rather come in my mouth than fuck me again?"
"Yeah, I'd like that."
She tasted his come and felt his cock stiffen slightly. "Will you lick my pussy if I let you come in my mouth?"
He hesitated. "Yeah, sure, I'll lick it for you."
"You must lick it until I tell you to stop. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, you want me to lick you until you come. Right?"
"That's the idea."
Suddenly the boy froze. "Fuck, I think it's coming!" he said.
Margo stopped moving. She held his cockhead inside her mouth and squeezed the base of his prick. "Come on. Let it out."
"Yowwww! Here it comes!"
His jism squirted into Margo's mouth. This load wasn't as thick as the first and there wasn't much of it, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.
"Wow, I'm coming again!" the horny teenager yelled.
Margo clamped her lips around the middle of his cockshaft and took the rest of his load down her throat.
"Hey, let go," he whined after a few moments.
She reluctantly released his prick and stretched out next to him. "I can hardly wait until you eat me," she said.
"Huh?"
"You promised to eat me. Remember?"
"I, uh, I gotta get going now."
Before Margo could stop him, he jumped off the bed and grabbed his clothes.
"That's rotten sportsmanship," she called after him as he ran down the stairs.
When the front door slammed, she shrugged. That's what I get for fucking a kid, she thought as she returned to bed. Oh, well. It was nice while it lasted.
CHAPTER TEN
Mark gave Margo his best professional smile. "What's the trouble?" he said, glancing down at her chart. "You're early for your annual check-up. Aren't you feeling well?"
Margo crossed her legs and blushed. "I'm feeling fine, Mark. It's just that you once said if I ever needed to talk I could come to you." She paused, suddenly feeling foolish.
He pushed the folder to one side and folded his arms on his desk. "And I meant it. You've always been one of my favorites."
Margo spoke haltingly. "I don't know quite how to put this," she said.
"Take your time."
"It's about sex."
Mark smiled. "You came for one of Doctor Mark's special treatments. Why didn't you say so? Come." He started to rise up.
"It's not just that." She shrugged and smiled. "I really want to talk first."
Mark settled back in his chair. "What is it that's bothering you? Don't be embarrassed to talk about it to me."
"Well, like I said, it's about sex."
"Too much or too little?"
"Neither."
"Is your husband still avoiding sex with you?"
"Yes. But it's not that. I've learned to deal with that."
"What is it then?"
"I've been seeing a number of young boys lately."
"How young?"
"Young. Teenagers."
Mark cocked an eyebrow. "That is young. But you're not yet thirty. It's not so unusual for a woman like you, with a strong sexual drive, to look for fulfillment with young men."
"I'm beginning to feel bored with them."
"So you came to Doctor Mark for some mature companionship."
"In a way. And in a way I wanted to talk to someone who would really understand."
"I do, my dear. Listen, I have a free hour right now and we can have one of our special little parties."
Margo blushed. Mark understood her special needs. She took a deep breath. "I enjoy cheating on Clint mostly because I know it would kill him if he knew," she blurted.
"So it's a form of punishment, your affairs."
"Yes. I can't help it. Clint is so macho."
"I think you're being foolish."
"How?"
"Why don't you just forget all the nonsense about faithfulness and recognize reality. You and Clint love each other and you have a past and future together. Stop torturing yourself. Let him have his private life and you have yours. Then live it and stop stewing."
"I never thought about it like that."
"It's time you did."
Suddenly Margo felt as though a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She was being foolish, concentrating on the negative aspects of her marriage. No one was perfect, but Clint loved her. She was sure of that. What else could a woman ask for?
She sat forward. "You know, Mark, you've helped me enormously. I think everything's going to be fine now."
"Good. Now, how about a little party?"
"I'd like that a lot."
Mark's eyes glittered. "In here or in the examining room?"
"In the examining room. Using the stirrups."
"Good. You know where it is. I'll be there in a few minutes."
In the small examining room, Margo quickly undressed. She left her blouse and shoes on. That was part of the game. She shivered with excitement. The Game.
She climbed onto the narrow leather examining table and lay down. When Mark entered the room, he smiled.
"I see you're all ready. Yes, I do like removing your bra myself. I like to see my little girl's big tits spill out of her bra. Come. Scoot down and spread your legs, my dear. Yes, you know how. You've had enough practice."
Margo placed her feet in the stirrups. Her legs were wide apart, her cunt vulnerable and open. She watched Mark's face as he moved a stool to the foot of the table and sat down.
"Everything looks healthy," he said, staring intently at her snatch. He pushed her thighs further apart. "Yes, wet and juicy and very healthy."
"That's always nice to hear."
He put a plastic glove on his right hand and shoved his index finger into her pussy. Her pussy clamped shut around his finger. He smiled and moved it in and out before withdrawing it.
"Snapping pussy," he said. "Snapping and wet. That's my sweet girl."
"It feels good to have a man's finger inside me for a change," she said.
"Boys are awkward and selfish. You're a little girl who needs a man. Why bother with children?"
"Seriously, Mark, one kid ran out without eating me. Can you believe it? He literally ran out of the house to avoid eating me."
Mark shoved two fingers into her cunt and wriggled them around. "They don't know. They don't know how delicious a wet pussy can taste."
"But you do, don't you?"
He corkscrewed his fingers in and out of her twat. "Why do you think I went into the specialty?"
"That's nice. You always know what I like."
"Hmmmmmm." The doctor took the slick folds of her cunt and spread them. Then he picked up the hood half-covering her clit and touched the sensitive organ.
She twitched and moaned softly. "Yes, I like that," she murmured.
"I love your horny nature."
"Keep touching me like that. It feels so good."
"You're so passionate. So responsive."
She tried pulling her feet from the stirrups, but Mark held them fast. "Let me," she begged.
"Not yet."
"Please."
"You know it's better when you stay like this awhile."
"Yes, you're right."
She wriggled her ass as he rubbed her clit. Her breathing quickened when he shoved a third finger into her cunt.
"Yes, that's good!" she hissed, straining against his stroking fingers.
"That's right. Shake your ass. You look so lovely when you're hot. Your mouth, your lips, look so wet and loose. Just like your pussy without the hair. I'm tempted to fuck my cock right into your wet mouth."
Margo gulped. "I wish you would."
Mark's face was inches from her cunt. She shuddered when he blew his warm breath on her succulent flesh.
"You're making me come!" she said.
"Let it out."
She came, slamming her cunt against his fingers. "So damn good!" she panted. "So damn good!"
She dug her nails into the leather table and bore down on his fingers. Suddenly he pulled his fingers from her cunt and fastened his lips to her mound. The feel of his lips and tongue on her sensitive sex carried her over the brink again. She involuntarily pulled her feet from the stirrups and draped her legs over his shoulders.
She shoved her pussy into his face, squirming her ass and squeezing her tits. "Eat me! Make me come with your mouth! Kiss it! Lick it! You're not afraid, are you? Suck it! Suck it!"
To hold her down, Mark slipped his hands under her bottom and grabbed hold of her ass. He raised her up and held her pussy to his mouth while he licked her glistening folds.
He ran his tongue up and down her slit, darting it around her slickness until she trembled uncontrollably. She kicked her feet out, banging her ankles on his shoulders. She ground her pussy into his mouth and babbled mindlessly.
"I can't stand it, it's so good," she said.
"That's the way a man does it."
Mark's face was wet with her juices. He forced his tongue into her cunthole and licked her clit.
"Squeeze my ass!" she begged.
He did as she asked, squeezing her asscheeks and snaking his fingers into her asscrack.
The front of his shirt was soaked with saliva and cuntjuice. He didn't appear to care. Margo wriggled her ass and panted. He licked and sucked harder, enjoying her numerous climaxes.
When she could take no more, she twisted her hips to the side and forced him to stop. "No more," she panted, dazed and sated. "Please, let me rest a moment."
"I'll be right back," he said. "Try to remember to act like a child this time."
While he was gone, Margo put her hair into two braids and refreshed her makeup. She was just lying down again when he returned. She found the bulge in his crotch exciting. There was no doubt in her mind what he wanted and she wanted it too.
"I hope you're thinking what I'm thinking," he said, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants.
"I'll bet I am," she lisped in a childlike voice.
He moved to her side and pushed his shorts down. His cock jutted out over her face. "Well, what do you know," he chuckled.
"Is all that for me?" she giggled, going along with their game.
"Some of my patients have hang-ups about sucking cock."
"They must be crazy."
"They're psychologically hung-up."
"Thank goodness that's not one of my problems, Dr. Mark."
Margo turned onto her side and took his prick into her hand. She squeezed it gently and fondled his balls.
His shaft wasn't very long, but it was thick. It twitched as she caressed it and his pisser moistened.
"Lick it," he said. "Stick your tongue out and lick it."
Margo extended her tongue slowly. Their eyes met. She slowly licked the drop of jism from his piss-tip and held it on her tongue a moment before swallowing it down.
"Yummy," she said.
"You're adorable."
"Did you know that every cock tastes slightly different?"
"Tell me, how does mine compare with your young friend's?"
"The one who wouldn't eat me? Yours is much tastier."
"You're a sweet girl. Lick the head now. Lick around the rim and don't forget the little seam on the bottom."
"I love kissing it," she said, planting a kiss in the middle of his pisser.
"Squeeze the root. Squeeze it harder. Don't be afraid. I don't break."
Margo tightened her grip on his cock-root and eagerly sucked the juicy head. She closed her lips around the rim and flicked her tongue over the seam.
"Suck it good," Mark said, moving his hips back and forth.
"Don't take it away," she begged, bobbing her head.
"Be a good girl and suck it good and I won't take it away."
"I'll be good, Doctor Mark. I'll be a good girl."
"Will you promise to take every drop of jism into your throat?"
"Yesssss!"
"Will you suck it until I come?"
"Mmmmmm!"
"Will you get it hard again and let me fuck you in the ass?"
"Yummmmm!"
"That's a good girl. Now lick it all over. That's a sweet thing. Damn, you've got a talented tongue."
They always had the same conversation. Sometimes Mark only fucked her mouth, but he liked to talk about other things. Sometimes he stuck a syringe in her pussy and another in her ass. One he gave her an enema while she sucked him off.
Now she jerked him off while she sucked his cockhead. She squeezed his balls gently with her free hand. The doctor groaned.
"You're still the best little cocksucker I know," he said. "You can tell your husband he's a damn fool."
"Clint's not a problem for me any more, remember?"
"Yes, dear. Suck it a little harder. Yes, like that. Very nice."
"I sure would like a mouthful of fuck-snot about now."
Mark grinned. He liked when she talked like that. It turned him on when she acted like a slut.
"Get your ass down here," he said. "I'm going to fuck you."
She slithered down on the table until her ass hung over the edge. Mark stood before her, his cock nudging her slit.
"Let's get those knees open," he said.
"Are you going to fuck me with your big thing, Daddy?" Margo lisped, going along with another of Mark's games.
"Daddy's going to fuck his little girl," Mark said. "Raise your ass up just a little so Daddy can put it in."
"Oooohhh, Daddy, put it in," she squealed, raising her ass off the table.
He entered her quickly. "What a hot box you have, little girl."
"Your big cock is filling up my little cunt."
"Can you take a little more?"
"You betcha."
"You like being filled by Daddy's big cock, don't you?"
"I love it."
"You like when it first goes in?"
Margo took on the mannerisms of a child. She sucked a finger into her mouth and stared wide-eyed at the physician. "I sure do."
Mark worked his hands under her ass and lifted her up. "Daddy's going to come in his little girl's slit."
"Yummy, Daddy!" she trilled.
He yanked her closer and rammed his prick into her hot hairy hole. "Your cunt's like a furnace!" he hissed.
"And your cock's so damn big, you're driving me crazy."
"Lisp, damn you! You're only ten!"
"I'm sorry. Oooohhh, you're fucking me so good, Daddy!"
"I'm ramming you, damn it! I'm ramming my big prick into your little hairless pussy."
"Yessss!"
"Ram!" He thrust forward, sending his cock soaring into her depths.
"Ram me!" she lisped.
"Ram!" He thrust even harder, the signal for her to remove her blouse and bra.
"I'm taking the rest of my clothes off now, Daddy. Watch me. See my big tits." She threw her bra at his face. He clutched it to his nose as he banged into her.
"Ram!" he yelled, lifting her legs and pounding his prick into her.
"Ram!" the horny cheating wife cried. "Ram! Ram! Ram!"
The hell with Clint, she thought. Her husband could go fuck himself. She wondered if the doctor had a son. Or even a daughter. She hadn't tried young girls yet. There was so much to do.
Margo wished there was something she could do to make her marriage better. She had tried, she really had. It was all Clint. She realized that now.
She also realized now that the best way to save her marriage to Clint--and she fervently loved her husband no matter what--was to continue marching to the same tune she had marched to for the past five years.
Perhaps things would get better in the future, perhaps not. It was a sure bet that she could not pin her hopes on Clint. He had his games. She had to have hers. As long as no one opened locked closets, who was hurt?
She fucked Mark as hard as she could.
Mark was just a cock to be used for her pleasure, just like all the others and all those to come.
Her marriage would endure.
She would endure.
As long as she continued to cheat and indulge in her fantasies. She had to have those. As long as Clint was the reality, she had to have her fantasies.
