It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
BEND OVER WIFEY- a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"I can't believe I'm here, Ed," Connie Hunt gasped softly. "I can't believe I finally had the nerve to do this."
Connie curled her fingers around Ed Bower's prick. They were in the den of Ed's house. Connie's husband, Larry, was next door, asleep in his own bed. The events that had placed Connie in her neighbor's den at midnight were suddenly clouded in her spinning mind. Things had happened so fast.
The evening had been like countless others. Larry had come home from work, almost too tired to make it through the meal Connie had spent over an hour preparing. In bed, she had tried to awaken Larry's erotic interest by caressing his balls and limp cock. She had even nibbled his cockhead with her moist lips, desperately trying to ignite some passion in her husband. However, her efforts failed and, once again, Connie was left frustrated and horny.
It had been a week since her husband had fucked her. And, she recalled with a snort, that mating had been uninspired and fast. Larry had banged his cock a few times into her pussy and shot his come before Connie could even get into the rhythm of his pounding fuck-thrusts.
Tonight, Connie's desperation for a fulfilling fuck could not be soothed by another humiliating finger-fucking session. Resorting to masturbation was becoming a bitter action for Connie. Her curvaceous, twenty-five-year-old body turned men's heads everywhere she went. Her long, shoulder-length, coal-black hair framed her lovely face, and her bright green eyes sparkled with an alluring quality that any man could recognize as the promise of a woman anxious to taste lusty adventures. Her big, shapely tits attracted the longing gazes of both men and women, as did her long, flawless legs. Yes, Connie knew she had the kind of body men would kill for. What baffled her, was that the one man she loved was gradually becoming less eager to satisfy the lusty demands of her spectacular body.
During the four years of their marriage, Larry Hunt had kept his luscious wife humming happily with daily fucking. But over the last couple of months, Larry's sexual attentions had been dwindling to the point of apathy. He wasn't willing to discuss this problem with her, so Connie was suddenly acting on the demands of her body. She was a woman who needed a man's body. She needed a stiff, hot cock regularly, if only to calm the fires of her constant lust and desire. Her forty-year-old, divorced neighbor, Ed Bower, was convenient and very willing to accommodate her needs.
Connie's heart raced as she squeezed Ed's cock. Her excitement was tempered with slight concern. She had never before been unfaithful to Larry, even though she had had lots of opportunities. Occasionally, she had also been tempted to accept the lewd propositions of numerous handsome studs, but Larry had always kept her womanly arousal in check. That is, until now.
Now she trembled as her fingers explored Ed's fat cock and leathery ball-sac. Rushing sensations flooded her senses as she caressed this strange fuckmeat. She couldn't deny she had been curious about lots of men's cocks. But this was the first prick she had touched other than her husband's in more than four years, and the experience was thrilling enough to wash away any lingering concerns. She moaned as Ed's cock stiffened against her fingers.
"I've been dreaming about this for years," Ed said in a low voice.
"Really?" she said softly.
"Shit, yes, Connie," he rasped with a dry chuckle. "And don't pull that innocent crap on me. You've known it. I've been giving you the hungry-eye ever since you and Larry moved next door three years ago. I never figured it would take this long for me to get you over here without your husband."
"Well, I'm here now," she said. "That's the important thing."
"You can say that again," Ed laughed, moving his hands over her tits and down to her hips and thighs.
It was a warm night and Connie was dressed accordingly, wearing a halter top and a short skirt. She gasped when he cupped her tits and told her again how long he'd dreamed about this moment.
"No way that husband of yours appreciates what he's got with you," Ed said, his strong fingers kneading her huge tits. "If my ex-old lady had tits like these, I'd probably still be married to the slut."
He pulled her nipples through the thin material of her halter top. Connie's blood raced at the expert way in which the older man manipulated her sensitive nipples. At the same moment, she felt a drop of cock-cream ooze out of his piss-slit and wet her hand as she continued to grip his engorged prick-knob.
"Oh, God, Ed, I'm getting so turned-on!" she squealed.
"No kidding?" he chided with a throaty chuckle.
Then he suddenly released her tits and peeled his opened robe completely off. Now he was standing in front of the horny young woman, naked, his prick jutting straight out, throbbing with arousal.
"I just know your mouth was made for sucking cock," he hissed, slipping one hand inside her halter and caressing her bare tit.
"Ed, what if someone finds out about us?" she whispered, her worries surfacing briefly before her lust surged through her.
"Who'll know? Your hubby is sleeping, like the rest of this neighborhood. You won't tell anybody, and I won't either. Just relax. You came knocking on my door, baby. Remember?"
Connie couldn't argue with that. Besides, at the moment, she was glad to have done it. His hand on her tit and nipple was stroking the fires of her desire, and she continued to squeeze the thick bulk of his fuckmeat possessively. She wasn't about to let this opportunity for satisfaction slip away. She was to horny!
Connie glanced down and concentrated on his juiced-up prick. His cock felt about the same size as Larry's. Larry's was nice and thick and long too, but what good was it if he never used it? The question had plagued Connie for too long, she decided.
She closed her eyes and felt her cunt expel a glob of cunt-cream. She knew she wouldn't be able to resist cramming this bloated fuck-knob into her juicy cunt gash much longer. Besides, the way Ed was playing with her tits was driving her crazy.
Her mind swirled with erotic thoughts and images as she wondered if Ed was a good lover. She suspected he was. During the three years and she and Larry had lived next door, Connie had seen countless women accompany Ed home for the evening; and sometimes for several days. Once recently, she had even seen two women enter Ed's house at the same time. They had stayed most of the night, and Connie was sure they hadn't been playing cards. But no longer was Connie satisfied merely spying on her divorced neighbor. Beginning tonight, she was finding out for herself what a stud Ed Bower really was!
Connie swooned as Ed continued to play with her tits. If there was one thing she enjoyed more than having a stiff tongue flick her clit, it was getting her tits and nipples expertly massaged. And that's exactly what Ed was doing to her as he rolled her tingling nipples between his fingertips. She felt her knees trembled and go rubbery as the older man fondled her precious tits relentlessly.
Impulsively, Connie began stroking Ed's prick, moving his cockskin up and down as he slid his hands from her tits to her ass. She squirmed against his intimate touch, feeling herself getting hotter by the second. She moaned as Ed squeezed her ass.
"Play with my balls now, baby," Ed whispered, pushing her skirt up to her thighs and caressing her bare skin.
Connie shivered as she held his cock with one hand and touched his balls with the other. Ed's balls were big and hairy and swollen with jism. She met his eyes, her lips parted and her breathing became rapid.
"That's nice, honey," he rasped. "Yeah, that feels great. I'm getting ready for you to put your mouth where your hands are."
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, licking her lips as she knelt down until her lips were an inch away from his crotch. "I can't wait!" she breathed softly.
He tangled his fingers in her long black hair as she inhaled the musky fragrance of his fuckmeat. She loved sucking cock. Larry, she reflected, used to encourage her prick-licking talents. Lately, her husband hadn't given her much opportunity to practice this erotic pleasure, but she was now determined to make up for lost time.
She gazed at Ed's cock, trembling as she imagined how it would feel in her mouth. Knowing she was about to suck this cock made her senses sizzle with aroused expectation. She ached to have his prick in her mouth stretching her lips and stuffing her throat.
Then, without more hesitation, she brought his cockhead to her lips and delicately lapped her tongue over his taut silken skin. She licked up the cock-cream oozing out of his piss-slit, causing him to groan.
"Yes, honey, yes!" Ed hissed, gritting his teeth.
The horny young woman held his cock-root as she opened her jaws wide and sucked his prick inside her mouth. Ed groaned as she held it there a moment without moving. It had been so long since she'd sucked her own husband's cock, that now she savored the taste of her neighbor's prick, delighting also in the feel of his pulsating fuckmeat.
Her skirt rode up to her crotch as she opened her mouth wide and closed her lips over his cockshaft. She took in another inch of his fuckshaft and then he lunged forward, sliding his entire prick down her throat.
She swirled her tongue-tip over the sensitive underside of his cockshaft and then slid the ring of her lips over half of his cock. Ed held her head in an iron grip as she moved down to the base of his prick. Now she felt his cockhead in the back of her throat, but she controlled her gag reflex and held it there a moment.
Ed groaned as she released his prick and sucked it back inside her throat. She bobbed her head now, sliding her lips back and forth over his fuckmeat.
Connie no longer worried about anything except tasting his delicious cock. It felt so good having a hot prick stuffed inside her mouth. All of her concerns about Larry's gradual loss of desire evaporated. She cared about nothing anymore but the feel of Ed's rigid cock in her mouth.
She held his balls as she swirled her tongue over his cockhead. She savored the taste and feel of his fuckmeat and the way he responded to her touch. It was wonderful to be appreciated by a man. It had been so long since her husband had really appreciated her.
She sighed as she relished the feel of his pulsing cock stabbing against her windpipe. Ed gyrated his hips and met her mouth, stroking his cock in and out of the tight ring of her lips.
Wild excitement raced over Connie as she heard Ed's guttural moans and pants of pleasure. She liked the idea of having a man like Ed Bower in her womanly power. He was groaning helplessly now and it was all because of her talented lips and tongue and gently caressing, fondling hands. After all, he was an experienced man with the ladies. Knowing that she was driving him wild with her cock-sucking abilities increased Connie's own arousal and made her feel a rushing tide of confidence. She knew she was a match for any of his other lady friends.
Now she released his prick and moved down and sucked one of balls into her mouth. She savored the pungent taste of his hairy male-egg and let it steam in the warmth of her mouth before spitting it out and sucking in his other nut.
She went from ball to ball, wetting them down with her saliva and reducing Ed to helpless groans. He pulled her hair when she returned to his prick and licked the base of his cock with long, wet strokes of her tongue.
She went from his cock to his balls, pressing his balls against his prick and licking the leathery skin. She rubbed her cheek against his fuckmeat and balls and dribbled saliva over them, only to lick it up again with her eager tongue.
He growled when she returned to his cock, closing her lips over his fuck-knob and taking his entire fuckmeat into her throat. She bobbed her head in a frenzy, anxious suddenly to have him shoot his jism into her mouth.
"I'm gonna come!" Ed hissed, bucking his ass and forcing his prick deeper into her throat.
She shivered with excitement. It had been months since Larry had come in her mouth. She wanted Ed's jism in her throat and encouraged him by sliding the ring of her lips more rapidly up and down his fuckshaft.
During her early years of marriage, Larry had loved the way she sucked off his cock, then slurped his jizz down her throat. She used to play erotic games by gargling her husband's spunk as it oozed down her throat. It had been a technique that Larry loved so much that it never failed to get his cock quickly hard and eager for more action. But lately, that had all changed. Larry was far more interested in his work, and could care less about shooting off into his wife's mouth.
She moved faster now, sliding the ring of her lips up and down his prick and squeezing his balls. The novelty of sucking another man's prick had worn off. She was responding to the lusty sensations snapping her nerves and causing her cunt to flutter with passionate heat. God, how she wanted to drink down Ed's come! She needed to feel a man's spunk coat her throat!
Suddenly she felt Ed's balls twitch in her hand and the first blast of his jism splashed against the back of her throat. She jumped, but he held her head with his strong fingers and she was forced to take his entire load in her mouth.
Ed cried out and Connie moaned. She shivered as his cock filled her mouth, spewing spunk into every opening of her mouth and throat.
She continued squeezing his balls even after they had drained. Finally, he stopped plunging his cock into her throat, and she circled her fingers around his wilting cock-base, coaxing every drop of his come into her sucking mouth. She let the last drop of jizz roll around her tongue and savored the taste of his bitter-sweet cream.
Her senses sang from the pleasure of what she had just done. She loved every second of the sensual activity. She knew she must look like a real slut, on her knees in front of her older neighbor, shamelessly licking away the residue of his spunk from his cockhead. That mental image thrilled her in a way she could not explain, not did she try. All that mattered was she had finally tasted Ed's spunk, drained his nuts and received a measure of long-due satisfaction for her efforts.
Connie kept sucking his limp cock, as if she couldn't get enough of his fuckmeat. She licked up the juice that had dripped down his fuckshaft and lapped her tongue over his dangling balls.
"Hey, honey, don't you ever take a rest?" he chided with a throaty chuckle. "I didn't mean to cream your throat, but I didn't have the heart to stop you when you got started."
Connie stood up slowly, reluctantly releasing his prick from her hand. She wiped her hands on her skirt as he slipped back into his robe and closed the folds tightly.
"What are you doing?" she asked, as he covered himself.
He flashed a lopsided grin and winked. "Listen, baby, I've had a long day. If I had known you were coming over for a midnight visit, I wouldn't have had a date earlier. Sorry, but you just got all the juice I can make for one day. Come back tomorrow and we'll both have some fun."
Connie couldn't believe his words. Anger flared inside her and she felt her face grow hot with a deep, mad blush.
"That's it!" she demanded, just managing to keep her anger in check. "You're sending me home now?"
He nodded and shrugged. "Don't get pissed, honey. Like I said, I didn't know you were coming. Give me a little notice next time and I'll be better prepared."
His words sank in and Connie left quickly before her anger could rage out of control. She hurried next door and let herself in with her key. She stepped through the back door and stepped softly through the darkened kitchen, making her way to the bedroom. She slipped into the room, noticed that Larry was still sleeping soundly, then hustled to the adjoining bathroom. She took a fast shower and while it cooled her anger, it didn't dissolve the horny feeling of sexual frustration now raging inside her creamy pussy.
She crawled beneath the cool covers and pressed her naked tits against her husband's back. She slipped her hand over his hip and reached for his cock. Larry stirred immediately, and Connie braced herself for his reaction.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he grumbled.
She grabbed his soft cock and squeezed. Her heart sank, but her pussy itched. It would take forever to get his cock stiff, if he'd even let her try.
Suddenly, she decided to risk really pissing him off. She needed fucking too much to be shy now. The session with Ed had heated her up, but she hadn't come. Now even a quick fuck with Larry would be better than nothing.
She moved one hand to her cunt while she played with his cock. No sense wasting her free hand, she figured. She touched her clit. God, she was horny! Her pussy was thoroughly drenched with cunt-slime and her clit was distended. Her cuntflaps were puffy and her cunthole gushed fuck-fluid.
Connie closed her eyes and wished Larry would suddenly roll over, scoot down between her thighs and kiss her pussy. When they'd first married, he'd sucked her pussy regularly. But lately, as with the rest of their sex life, he had lost all interest.
She slid a finger into her cunthole and wiggled it around. She wondered if Ed Bower would suck her cunt. She groaned at the sensations produced by her fingers and added a second digit to her juicy pussy.
"Connie, goddamn, what are you doing?" Larry mumbled. "How the fuck can I sleep with you moaning and groaning like some bitch in heat?"
Connie said nothing, but continued pumping his cock and fingering her pussy. Then he shifted away from her as he pried her fingers off his limp prick. His rejection was like an icy dagger through her heart, but her aroused condition wouldn't let her dwell on the hurt she felt. All that was important now was getting some relief. She would worry about her marriage later.
She got out of bed and went to the bathroom. She ignored the humiliation she felt as she stood in front of the vanity mirror and caressed her tits. Her big nipples instantly jutted out, stiff and tingling against her touch, and she groaned. She shivered and used her free hand to rub through her bushy, dark-haired pussy. She thought about Ed Bower and imagined his mouth sucking tenderly on her nipples while poking his engorged prickhead against her creamy cuntlips.
Suddenly, she stabbed two stiffened fingers deep into her convulsing pussy passage. She pinched a nipple between two fingers as she drilled two other fingers furiously in and out of her wet fuck-tunnel. Her slippery pussy membranes molded around her invading digits as a climax quickly approached.
Connie trembled and gasped as a violent orgasm rocked her senses. She howled, no longer caring if Larry overheard her. She had no shame as she finger-fucked herself to a much-needed climax.
She shivered as her cunt nectar washed over her imbedded fingers and coated her hand and upper thighs. She leaned against the vanity and her hot breath clouded the huge mirror as she savored the pleasure sweeping throughout her body. Her pussy cavern squeezed around her fingers and her clit throbbed even as her orgasm gradually faded, leaving a trail of lingering sensations.
When she had recovered, she straightened and appraised herself in the mirror. She washed her hands and made a silent vow never again to be reduced to finger-fucking herself for pleasure. She had the looks and the body that men longed for, and by God, she was no longer going to keep herself for a man who didn't appreciate her!
Connie was going to start living for herself!
CHAPTER TWO
"My wife says you've been doing a great job, Connie," Joe Campbell said, taking her hand. "Since watching you this afternoon I have to agree with Donna. You've really brightened up this place."
Joe and his wife Donna were the owners of the First Stop Dress Shop. Connie had been working there in the afternoons for two weeks now, but this was only the second time she had been left alone in the shop with Joe. Connie had applied for the job as a way of countering her boredom and to relieve some of the frustration building up inside her. Getting out of the house and becoming busy, she felt, would help. Working around the pretty fashions and meeting people seemed to be good medicine for Connie. She felt happy and useful.
She smiled at her boss, grateful for his compliment. "This is my first job since I got married," she said. "I wasn't sure I could handle it after being out of the work force for several years."
"Oh, I could tell from the first time I saw you that you'd adjust perfectly," he said, squeezing her hand.
Connie cleared her throat and glanced around the shop nervously. Donna had taken the afternoon off to attend to some personal chores and Joe was minding the store. At the moment there were no customers, and the fact that she was alone with Joe wasn't lost on her.
Connie was pleased that Joe was happy with her work. She was even more pleased by the way he had been eyeing her most of the afternoon as she assisted customers. She felt his eyes on her every move as she strolled through the shop, escorting customers or arranging merchandise on the proper hangers.
Now she gazed into Joe's eyes as he put one arm around her waist and pressed himself against her tit. She trembled as he flashed a lewd smile. Joe was in his mid-thirties and built like a fire plug. In fact, he was a fireman by profession and his liberal work schedule enabled him to help his wife run their new dress shop.
"You're purring like a kitten," he whispered. "Either you are one horny lady or your old man isn't doing his duties."
"That's a pretty personal observation," she retorted, matching his smile. She couldn't help but be excited by the feel of his chest pressing against her tit.
Joe had no trouble reading her expression as he began rubbing her arm and pressing his thigh against hers. Connie wondered how far he would go. Anybody could walk into the shop, and surely he knew that. Still, Connie couldn't ignore the thrilling sensations he was giving her with his bold actions.
He moved his hand from her shoulder, resting it on her hip. He ran his fingers over her thigh and pulled her skirt up so he could touch bare skin.
Connie moaned softly as tremors shuddered throughout her body. Joe's fingers fluttered over her firm thigh, and she gasped with delight. Last night had left her so aroused and sex-starved that she was practically urging Joe to continue his bold fondling. Lust sizzled just beneath the surface of her flesh, and she felt the sensations of her nipples stiffening and her cuntlips quivering.
"I love your big tits," he rasped. "It turns me on just watching you move around. Those huge titties bounce and sway like ripe peaches just begging to be squeezed."
Connie started to speak, but words couldn't make it through her dry throat. Her heart pounded with excitement and her pulse raced, matching the rush of her lust. She gazed into his eyes as he caressed her thigh. Her cunt fluttered and moistened instantly. Instinctively, she parted her legs and savored the erotic massage of his fingers higher and higher up her creamy thigh.
"I'm glad you don't believe in wearing pantyhose," he said huskily with a leering grin. "I think that proves that you are one lady who stays ready for action."
"You seem to be very perceptive, boss," she cooed, finding her voice at last.
She moaned softly as his fingers slid over her crotch, grazing the soaked material of her panties. She moaned louder when he rubbed his fingertips up and down her juiced-up cunt slit. She glanced around the shop again, wondering what they would do it someone suddenly strolled into the store. Seconds later, when his fingers slipped inside her panties, she didn't care what happened as long as Joe finished what he had started.
Her pussy smoldered under his touch and she shivered when Joe maneuvered his hand over her naked asscrack. One finger slipped inside and probed around near her asshole. She squirmed her ass and groaned throatily as he deftly used a finger to part her cuntlips.
"Do you think we should be doing this here?" she gasped as his finger slithered inside her juicy cunthole.
"Relax and enjoy it," he said as he wiggled his finger around her pussyhole. "I'm just getting you warmed up for the real thing."
Connie closed her eyes and gave in to the demands of her body. She clung to his words, hoping he was serious about giving her the real thing. She had been disappointed enough lately, and she wasn't anxious to experience more failed promises.
"Damn, your pussy is really burning," he chuckled, churning two fingers inside her steaming cunt. "It's no secret what you need."
Connie sighed as he drilled his fingers in and out of her drooling cunt gash. She realized they were creating a wanton sight with his hand wedged between her thighs and her skirt bunched up around her hips as they stood pressing against each other. He had worked her panties down below her shapely ass, exposing her asscheeks to anyone who happened through the shop's front door. Knowing this filled her with another sliver of excitement that almost matched the horny feelings engulfing her.
She clamped her thighs shut, imprisoning his hand against her pussy. He used one finger to rub her clit and she felt the first sensations of an orgasm begin.
"Fuck, you're already about to come, aren't you?" he hissed.
"Yes! Oh, yes!" she squealed.
He worked another finger into her cunt and used his digits like a small cock inside her creamy cunthole. He churned her juices and drilled his fingers deep inside her depths.
Connie came suddenly, a tiny sigh escaping her lips as she wiggled her ass on his fingers. Waves of sensations raged through her as she bounced up and down, fucking back at his finger until her orgasm tapered off.
"Come on," he snapped, pulling his fingers out of her cunt and wiping them absently on his slacks. "Let's find some privacy. I can't wait to really break you down."
Connie's heart leaped as Joe moved swiftly through the shop and locked the front door. He hung the "Closed" sign, then took her hand and led her to the back of the shop. They walked down the narrow hallway, through the storage room and on to his office. He quickly locked the door behind them. He flipped on the light and unzipped his fly.
"Get out of those clothes," he ordered hoarsely. "Let's have a look at those tits."
Connie gaped as Joe fished his cock out of his fly and stroked it. She stared in fascination at his big cockhead. It seemed to beckon her as she watched him move his fist up and down on his rigid fuckpole. A drop of whitish cream oozed out of his piss-slit as he playfully waved his prick in her direction.
"Come on, honey," he said. "Get with it. We don't have much time. I don't want people to start banging on that front door, wondering why we're closed in the middle of the afternoon."
She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. She paused for a moment, relishing what was about to happen. She leveled her gaze back on his prick and licked her lips as he chuckled. She shuddered with excitement as she moved her hands to the back clasps of her bra and unhooked the flimsy garment. Then she slowly drew the lacy cups away from her big tits and exposed them to his sparkling eyes.
"Yeah, honey," he said, pumping his prick as he stared at her jutting tit-globes. "Come closer and give me a good look at those babies."
The horny young woman felt her cheeks turn hot. She felt a warm wetness between her thighs and felt a drop of cunt-honey running down her legs. She smiled innocently, cupping her massive tit-melons and bouncing them around lewdly against her palms. She moved closer to Joe, trembling with anticipation at the realization that she was about to get what she was so hungry for.
Joe didn't waste any time as he knelt down and sucked one of her stiff nipples into his mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned when he bit down on the sensitive tip of her tit. He teased her nipple for several seconds, then opened his mouth wide and sucked in a mouthful of her velvety titflesh. She held the tit in her hands and fed it to his mouth. He sucked it in and spat it out, moving to her other quivering tit with equal enthusiasm.
Soon he released her tits and pulled her over to the small sofa in the corner of the office. He pushed her roughly to the floor in front of him and shoved his cock against her lips. Connie breathed a sigh of relief as she gazed at his prick. She had wanted the chance to suck on his hard cock before he plunged it into her cunt. Obviously, Joe was thinking the same thing.
She curled her fingers around his bloated fuckmeat and felt her pussy spasm at the feel of his hot cock. She smeared the dribble of spunk oozing out of his piss-slit over his engorged fuck-knob and briefly caressed his balls. Mindful of the time problem they faced, she quickly brought Joe's cockhead to her lips.
She licked up the drop of jizz and cupped his balls with her free hand. She loved sucking cock, and was anxious to prove it to Joe. She cradled his balls and stretched her lips over his prickhead. She moved her teeth behind the flared rim of his fuck-knob and sucked it vigorously.
Joe grabbed her long dark hair and forced her to take more of his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head and took in half of his fuckmeat before releasing it and sucking gluttonously on his fuck-knob. She swirled her tongue feverishly in circular motions, caressing the sensitive flesh of his cockhead while gripping the swollen knob between her moist lips.
"Do it, baby!" he hissed. "That's the way I like it! Suck my fucker good and deep! Slick it up with your spit. Yeah, oh yeah!"
Connie slid the ring of her lips up and down his cock until he growled and yanked at her hair. She tensed and quickly released her lip-lock on his cock. His balls tightened in her palms and she knew he was on the verge of exploding his jism into her throat. That was the last thing she wanted right now. Her cunt was convulsing and flooding with pussy juice. She needed to be fucked!
"Pretty smart, aren't you?" he chided with a lopsided grin. "Not ready to drink my come, eh?"
"I want you to fuck me," she said firmly, meeting his gaze.
Joe threw his head back and laughed. "Don't worry, baby. We'll get to that. But first get that skirt off and spread your legs. I'm ready to have a look at your pussy. I like to examine what I'm about to fuck."
A wave of lust coursed through her when she realized he actually wanted her naked. Her mouth felt dry and she sat still, her skirt primly at her knees as she squirmed on the sofa. Then she eased the skirt completely off her legs and stepped out of it. Her panties came off next, then she leaned back on the sofa cushions and shyly parted her knees.
He took her hand and lowered it to her pussy. "Show me how you play with it," he rasped. "I know you finger-fuck yourself. You're too horny not to have lots of experience doing that."
Embarrassment flooded Connie as she obeyed his instruction. She would have enjoyed doing several other things, but this was what Joe wanted. She decided not to rock the boat now that she was about to get a stiff prick inside her cunt. If he wanted a show, she'd give him one.
Connie slowly lifted her legs up until her heels rested on the edge of the sofa cushion. She spread her knees wide, revealing fully her hairy pussy-lips. Tendrils of curly black pussy hair glistened with slick nectar and framed the deep pink of her cuntmeat. She saw Joe's eyes riveted to her enticing cunt, and her excitement grew. The arousal reflected in his eyes encouraged her as she gently pried her cuntlips apart and showed him the wet folds of her pussy.
Joe whistled and licked his lips. Immediately, he stripped off his clothes. "Play with yourself," he hissed as he pumped his prick and watched her glittering eyes. "Finger that lovely cunthole!"
She shyly moved one finger over her clit and rubbed up and down. She threw her head back and closed her eyes when she felt the wild sensations in her pussy. She savored the pleasure of being swept away by the rumbling ecstasy racing through her senses.
Then she opened her eyes when she felt his prick against her lips. She automatically opened her jaws and accepted his cockhead into her mouth. Connie moaned as she tasted him again. Her clit jerked and twitched against her fingertip and she sucked harder on his pressing fuck-knob.
Joe drove his cockshaft deep into her mouth, not stopping until his balls slapped her chin. Then he pulled it out and sat down on the sofa, telling her to stand up in front of him.
She did as she was told. She stood between his legs while he held her around her waist and planted hot kisses over her belly. She tangled her fingers in his hair, thrilling to the erotic kisses of his lips as he slowly headed downward. She began to gasp and moan as his nibbling lips edged her thick pussy thicket. Her head began to spin and she swooned when his lips grazed her clit.
Suddenly he turned her around effortlessly and started kissing the lush round globes of her ass. He squeezed and fondled her asscheeks and ran his hand underneath and squeezed her pussy. Connie shuddered and howled when he leaned over and ran his tongue over her asscheeks. He bit down on her firm white flesh and ran his fingers into her asscrack. He pried her asscheeks apart and darted his tongue up and down her asscrease, giving her sensations she had never experienced before.
Connie shivered and bent forward, bending her knees and giving him total access to her ass. This was too good to be true! Nobody had ever licked her ass before. Certainly Larry hadn't. She couldn't believe what was happening.
She cried out when Joe lapped his tongue over her brownie. She held her asscheeks apart and encouraged him to continue this most intimate caress. Her tits hung down as he rimmed her asshole with his hot tongue. She gasped and squealed and squirmed her ass as he flicked his tongue over her puckered shitter. As the pure ecstasy of new sensations drenched her senses, Connie knew she could easily become Joe's sex slave for life! The man was igniting passions inside her she never knew existed!
She was a trembling mass of tingling flesh and boiling blood when he pulled his face away from her ass and playfully slapped one of her asscheeks. "Get over to the desk and stick out your ass. I'm gonna fuck you dog-style. We both knew you're nothing but a bitch in heat, and it's time you got plugged."
She didn't argue as she positioned herself over the desk, her arms bracing her and her ass facing the room. Larry had fucked her this way only once before, and she remembered how well she liked it. Getting pricked from the rear made her excitement swell. It seemed so wantonly lewd.
She spread her legs and waited anxiously for his prick to pierce her shuddering cunt gash. She squirmed her ass invitingly and squealed happily when he grabbed her ass and ran his fingers over her soft, pliant flesh.
She craned her neck to see his face, but it was impossible. She rested her cheek on her arms and waited for his next move. She trembled and her moans were whimpering sounds of raw lust. Then, finally, his spongy cockhead nudged the juicy membranes of her cunt and she gasped.
She held her breath as he suddenly pushed forward and plunged his swollen cockhead inside her pussy: "Oh, God!" she wailed, tossing her head back and forth as he hammered his cock all the way into her cunt channel. "Yes, yes, yyyeeessss! Fuck me, Joe! Fuck my pussy hard and deep! Really give it to me!"
Joe grunted as his cock hit bottom inside her pussy passage. He quickly jerked it out, only to drill it back into her cunt cavern. His fuck-thrusts became frenzied as he nailed her pussy.
Connie squealed out in lusty glee as an intense friction sizzled her tender pussy tissues. Her oily cunthole gripped his pumping prick, squeezing it and molding around it, making her entire body tremble as orgasms rocked her senses. She howled as her pussy juices drenched his pistoning cock.
This was what she had needed. Finally, Connie was getting the wild fucking she had desperately craved. It no longer mattered that her husband wasn't behind her now, slamming his prick in and out of her cunt. Joe's fuckmeat was doing the trick and giving her the satisfaction she had been denied too long.
As Joe's cock exploded and blasted a shower of thick jism into her womb, Connie vowed she would never again feel so desperate for a bone-jarring fucking. She was determined to begin a new life. Never again would she pass up opportunities for pleasure.
Her cuntlips clamped around his spurting fuckmeat and she savored the ecstasy of her pussy milking Joe's prick. She whispered a guttural sigh as a broad grin spread her lips. Yes, she told herself, this is going to be a new beginning.
CHAPTER THREE
It had been a hectic Saturday at the dress shop. Business had been brisk all day, and Connie was pleased with the commissions she would make based on the dresses she had moved during the afternoon. Donna Campbell seemed doubly pleased with Connie's work, but she appeared absolutely elated when Connie offered to close up.
Connie felt a little guilty accepting Donna's gracious praise. Truthfully, Connie was willing to stay behind and lock up, thus giving her boss a fast start on a happy Saturday night, because the teenage stockboy was still working in the storage room. Connie had glimpsed the young stud earlier as he worked shirtless, unloading new inventory. There was nothing pure in her motives for offering to stay late.
With Donna gone and the shop closed, Connie made her way to the storage room. She stared at the boy. His jeans were skin tight and he still wore no shirt. His chest was broad and tanned and there was a sprinkling of blond hair decorating it.
"Mrs. Hunt!" he said, startled, when he discovered her standing in the doorway of the storage room. "I guess you're ready for me to finish up so you can get home."
"Not really," she answered. "I don't want to rush you."
She smiled as she watched his muscles ripple when he stacked boxes of new dresses up on one of the nearby racks. Her eyes kept returning to his crotch and the bulge of his prick pressing against his fly.
The boy only worked Saturdays. He was sixteen and his name was Paul. Beyond that, Connie didn't know anything else about him except that she always got horny just looking at him. At first, this had shocked her. What a slut I've become, she used to think. He's only a kid! But now, all that mattered was the young stud turned her on. Her cunt twitched at the thought of what he might look like naked. She allowed her mind to play up that particular lusty image until she realized the boy was gazing openly at her big tits.
"Sorry, Paul, I must've been daydreaming," she said. "Are you finished?"
The kid shook his head and flashed a grin. "I'm just enjoying the view," he said.
Connie felt herself blush slightly, then she giggled at his boldness. "Paul, I never realized what a fresh kid you were," she chided in a purring tone.
He shrugged and stepped closer to her. "You've been giving me the hot-eye all day, Mrs. Hunt. It's funny because I've been watching you ever since you started working here. You're the reason I haven't missed a Saturday working here since you joined the staff."
He was now close enough for Connie to reach out and touch his muscular chest. Her heart raced as she gently took one of his hands in hers. "Kiss me, Paul," she whispered. "Hold me tight. I want to feel your arms around me."
The boy's widened, but he quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and crushed his naked chest against her tits. He clamped his lips over hers, drilling his tongue inside her mouth and probing it around.
Connie moaned as she melted against his embrace. She slid her own tongue into his mouth and began to plunge it in and out, thrilled when he closed his teeth over her tongue. He sucked her tongue into his mouth, his stiff prick stabbing her belly.
"Sure you aren't finished with your work?" she teased when they finally broke off their passionate kiss.
He chuckled and nodded. "I'm off the clock if you are."
He looked so eager and so horny that Connie couldn't resist giggling in happy anticipation. "There's a cozy sofa waiting for us in the office," she said, leading him out of the storage room and across the narrow corridor to the owner's office.
She closed the door behind them and leaned against it, her pulse pounding. The boy began stripping, but she moved against him and took his hand away from his belt buckle.
"Let me do that," she rasped.- He chuckled, putting his hands behind his back while she knelt down and ran her fingers over the bulge of his crotch. She felt the hard outline of his cock and pressed her cheek against it. She heard him groan and she smiled.
She stood up then, and quickly unbuckled his belt as she stared into his eyes. She tugged his zipper down and pushed his jeans all the way down his thighs. She gaped at his stuffed jockey shorts, watching the twitch of his meaty prick against the strained cotton material. She gripped his cock through his shorts and quietly instructed him to follow her.
She kept her fingers locked around his throbbing prick as she stepped over to the sofa. She sat down and directed him to stand in front of her. She watched as he stepped out of his jeans, and then she pulled down his shorts. Instantly, a full eight inches of young, virile fuckmeat popped out.
He grinned at the expression on her face. Her moist lips parted as she gazed at his leaping cock and jism-filled balls. She leaned forward and extended her pink tongue. She licked his piss-slit, causing him to moan and squirm. She continued to tease his peehole with her tongue-tip, loving the way his balls jumped. Gradually she started lapping her tongue over more and more of his engorged prickhead.
Paul groaned when she swirled her tongue over his cockhead and fluttered it up and down his fuckshaft. "Fuck, that's nice!" he croaked, his eyes shut and his teeth clenched.
"I have a feeling you're carrying a full load in those big balls," she said, fondling his heavy nuts.
"That ain't no secret," he hissed.
"Don't worry," she smiled. "I'm sure you've got more than enough to make me happy. How long have you been saving up this wad? I'm sure you've got a lucky girlfriend who keeps you drained."
He smiled brashly. "Yeah, I've got a girlfriend, but it's been three days since I fucked her."
"And you haven't jacked off since?"
He blushed and shrugged. "Well, I did jerk off yesterday," he said.
Connie laughed. "Damn, that's a long time for a stud like you. I'm surprised you aren't bow-legged carrying such a load around. I'll bring you off and then get your cock hard again so you can give me some attention. Fair enough?"
"Hell, yeah! I can handle that," he said excitedly.
Connie grinned as she opened her mouth wide and closed her lips over his bulbous cockhead. Paul groaned as she sucked his fuck-knob inside her hot mouth. She held his hips and slid the ring of her lips halfway down his fuckshaft.
Soon she stopped bobbing her head when he began bucking his hips. He fucked her mouth, his hands on her head and a steady groan erupting from his throat. He corkscrewed his prick in and out of her lips, treating her mouth like a wet pussy.
Connie sucked hungrily on his thick young prick. She held his balls, excited by the knowledge that any moment his spunk would be blasting down her throat. It was a wild feeling, and one that Connie savored. In just a few days her entire life had turned around. She was no longer content to be frustrated by her husband's lack of interest. She had done something about the condition and the cure was proving to be even more exciting than she had imagined. It was blowing her mind that here she was, sucking a teenage boy's prick while sitting in the same office where another man had recently pushed her across the desk and fucked her.
She caressed Paul's balls now, anxious to have his come in her mouth. But he continued pumping his prick in and out of the stretched ring of her lips. She held his ass, squeezing his lean, firm asscheeks while sliding a finger into his asscrease. Moving instinctively, she found his asshole and pushed her index finger inside the tight tunnel.
"Oooohhhhhh!" the boy groaned. "Fuck! This is new for me!"
His balls danced in her hand. He speared his cock deep into her throat and abruptly came. A thick spurt of jism exploded into her mouth, almost causing her to gag. She held his asscheeks and gulped as spunk ran out of the corners of her mouth and dribbled onto her thighs.
His coming was just the start of the face-fucking the young stud gave to Connie. Even as his jizz coated her throat, he began ramming his cock in and out, ripping his fuckmeat between her lips. Connie struggled to suck as much of his spunk as possible, but the violence of his orgasm startled her and made her task almost impossible. She didn't want to lose any more of his come than she had to. She sucked it up gluttonously, loving the taste of his rich jism and thrilling to the huge amount he was dropping down her throat.
Several seconds elapsed before he finished coming. Then he forced her to release his cock from her lips and teeth. He gasped and beamed a broad, satisfied grin.
"Damn, Mrs. Hunt, I thought you were gonna suck my cock right out of socket," he croaked. "You're sure one cock-crazy broad!"
Connie grinned as she released his fuckmeat, licking up the jism clinging to her lips, her eyes sparkling. "Do you always shoot such a mouthful? Hell, I could've drowned from all that come!"
He shrugged as an obviously pleased expression covered his face. "I build it up fast, I guess. I blast big loads of most of the time."
"Well, all I can say is your girlfriends sure never get cheated," Connie cooed as she curled her fingers around his still-hard prick.
She giggled happily, amazed that the boy's prick was still rock-hard and ready for more action. It was too good to be true, and Connie was suddenly like a kid with a new toy.
She moaned as she squeezed his cock and fondled his ass. She cupped his balls and caressed his prickhead, fascinated by the way the huge fuckmeat throbbed against her fingers. She had expected to have to work on his cock to get it hard again and it was a lovely surprise to find him already eager for more sucking or for some fucking.
"Listen, Mrs. Hunt, I hate to stop your fun, but I'm getting ready to see more of your body," he said, chuckling. "I've been dreaming about what you look like under those clothes. Now I'm anxious to find out."
Connie smiled as she reluctantly released his cock and balls from her massaging, fondling hands. Her skirt had hiked up to her crotch, revealing her luscious thighs. Her legs were open, surrounding his thighs as she gave his balls a final gentle squeeze. Then she leaned back against the sofa cushions and seductively began unbuttoning her blouse. She kept her eyes locked on his as she slowly peeled off her silk blouse, exposing her black lace bra and her snowy tit-mounds that overflowed the stuffed cups.
"Like what you see so far?" she teased.
He unconsciously licked his lips as his eyes bugged at the enticing sight. He nodded absently. "Sure!" he rasped. "But I'm still anxious to see more!"
She laughed softly as she reached behind her back and unhooked the tiny clasp of her bra. As she pulled the straps off her shoulders, she kept her arms squeezed against her tits as long as possible, sexily hiding the full view of her mammoth tit-globes from him. Finally, she dropped the bra to the office floor and showed the eager stud her big tits.
She was immediately thrilled at the look in his eyes. Still, she wasn't terribly surprised by Paul's reaction. Her titties had always attracted the attention of men of all ages. Now, with this teenager, it was no different. He stared at her upthrust tits, obviously mesmerized by their size and shape.
"Son of a bitch, those tits were made for sucking!" Paul hissed.
Connie laughed and stood. "You better get comfortable before you faint," she said, pushing him down onto the sofa and stood in front of him.
She giggled against as she jiggled her tits above his face and watched as he licked his lips and gazed hungrily up at them. She glanced down and was thrilled to see his big cock twitching and jerking with arousal.
Connie swayed back and forth, bouncing her tits lewdly against his face. She teased him by cupping one huge tit and directing it over his lips. She pulled it away just as he was about to suck it into his mouth. Then, she continued teasing him with first one stiff nipple and then the other.
"I sure wish you'd suck my tits, Paul," she purred, pulling on her nipples. "It drives me wild. My cunt gets super-hot when a handsome stud licks my nipples. Don't you want to make my cunt hot and wet, Paul?"
He nodded, a big grin splitting his face. "You know I do!" he rasped. "Stop bullshitting me before I decide to show you just how much I want to make that pretty pussy of yours hot."
She moved closer and slipped a hand behind his head to brace him while clutching one tit with her other hand. "Get ready for a good dinner, sweetie," she cooed, sticking one rubbery nipples between his lips. "Open up and give my tit a good sucking."
He groaned as she fed him her tit. She gasped with pleasure when he swirled his tongue over her tit and bit down gently on her tender nipple. He then gripped her nipple with his teeth and began flicking his tongue feverishly against the tip, causing Connie to squeal in ecstasy.
"I love it!" she hissed, moving closer and pressing her huge tit-melon against his face. "Yes, baby, yes! Suck my tittie hard. Suck all of it into your hot mouth! Oh, ooohhhh, yes!"
She was quickly realizing why more and more older women were taking younger men as lovers. From Paul's example, there was nothing but advantages to such a situation. Not only did his cock seem to remain permanently hard and hot, but everything he did was done with gusto and eager desire. Then, gradually, she realized something else she had never before experienced in her sex life. She felt in control of Paul. She'd never felt that way with Larry. Most certainly she hadn't been in control with either Ed Bower or Joe Campbell. Her new-found power excited her in ways that only increased her natural arousal and lusty need.
Now, the young stud sucked as much of her tit into his mouth as possible. He continued to lash his tongue over her nipple, making Connie moan softly. She held his head in both hands as he nibbled on her nipple and pulled on the sensitive bud with his teeth and lips.
He moved from one tit to the other, and when they were both tingling and wet with his saliva, she pulled away and rubbed her tits over his face. She practically smothered him with her tit-flesh, thrilling to the way he squirmed and kept trying to gulp her tits back into his mouth.
"Let me get the rest of my clothes off," she whispered, pushing herself off the sofa and quickly stripping off her skirt and panties.
She positioned herself at the end of the sofa, resting on her knees and facing him. She moved a hand over her pussy and played with her thick cunt-bush. She fluffed it up and toyed with the dark wiry curls, thrilled at the lust in the boy's eyes.
"Get over here," she said, her pussy glistening with cream. "Get over here and fuck me with your big cock."
The boy moved fast, scrambling off the sofa, gripping her shoulders and pressing Connie down on her back across the sofa. He climbed between her wide-spread thighs as she held out her arms and welcomed him into her velvety saddle. He placed his engorged cockhead at the juice-drenched mouth of her cunt and quickly pushed forward.
He groaned as he speared his cock deep in- side her fuck-tunnel. Connie wrapped her long legs around his waist and humped her ass.
"Oh, God, yes!" she yelled. "Yes, yes, fuck me!"
She raised her ass off the sofa and fucked back at his cock. She flung her arms around his neck and slammed her pussy forward to meet his fuck-strokes. She arched her back, then corkscrewed her hips, never missing the rhythm of the lovely, harsh fucking of his prick.
He held her ass, directing his fuckmeat over her clit. The maneuver sent shudders throughout Connie's body and she squealed throatily. Her cuntlips convulsed over his prick and brought him off just as her own orgasm exploded.
He collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged and his cock still hard. Even as his come jetted into her womb, Connie recovered and wanted more. Her orgasm had been intense, but had only whetted her appetite for another one.
She kept bucking her hips and ass, almost knocking the stud off her until they rolled over and she landed on top. They struggled briefly to stay on the narrow sofa, then managed to steady themselves. Then Connie received another glorious surprise. The kid's cock was still hard!
She shouted gleefully as she rubbed her cunt back and forth over his cock. She sat up, her ass on his thighs and her legs stretched wide. She cupped his balls in her hands and rubbed her wet pussy over his leg.
"I'm glad we both stayed late today," she said, smiling and winking.
"You think we can get overtime for this?" he joked.
"This is better than a few extra bucks," she murmured as she moved down on the sofa and stretched out on her belly.
She pressed her face against Paul's crotch, inhaling the fragrance of his cock and balls. She loved the way his prick stirred against the flick of her tongue-tip. She played with his balls as she licked the tasty residue of her pussy nectar off his fuckmeat. Then she scrambled around on the sofa, threw a leg over the stud's face and ran a series of hot kisses over his chest. She wiggled her ass enticingly as she lowered her face down toward his prick, nibbling her lips over his belly and through the bristled edge of his cock-bush.
As she closed her lips over his twitching cock, she continued to wiggle her ass in front of Paul's face. She was excited at the prospect of getting fucked again, but right now she wanted her cunt sucked. She humped her ass and hoped he wouldn't miss the obvious hint.
Suddenly, she felt his hot breath on the back of her thighs and on her ass. She moaned as she finally felt his tongue tentatively lick over her hairy pussy, teasing her slippery cuntlips. She trembled when he buried his face against her upturned ass.
"Aaaahhhhh! Yes, yes!" she gasped as he ran his tongue up and down her succulent cuntlips.
She thrilled even more when he started stabbing his tongue-tip at her cunthole and flicked it over her hard, twitching clit. He pulled her cunt-hair with his teeth while Connie moaned and increased the tempo of her cocksucking. She humped her ass and rammed her cunt at his face, savoring the tremendous sensations that sparked through her body.
Paul slithered his tongue deep inside her pussy passage and wiggled it around. She came suddenly, her entire body convulsing with ecstasy. She jerked back, practically sitting on the boy's face as he furiously tongue-fucked her steamy pussy. Overwhelmed by the pleasure sweeping through her, Connie released the stud's rigid prick from her mouth and shrieked a guttural cry of raw ecstasy as his tireless tongue plunged her into another intense climax.
She squirmed her pussy against his mouth, impaling herself on his drilling, lapping tongue. She savored the joys of his pussy-eating as her hot juices flooded his slurping mouth. She squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples as she enjoyed a glorious orgasm.
Finally she eased off his face and slumped back against the sofa cushions at the boy's feet. She smiled at him, thrilled by the erotic sight of his young face glistening with her cunt cream.
"Where did you learn to suck pussy like that?" she asked in a breathless whisper.
"Lots of practice," he bragged, licking her cunt juices off his lips. "I don't have much trouble getting it."
"I bet," she retorted, giggling.
Her legs were open wide, her knees up and her pussylips puffy from the wonderful orgasms just experienced. She noticed how his eyes kept darting over her huge tits and his cock continued to throb stiffly. She purred as she crawled forward and straddled his crotch.
"It's getting late," she whispered. "But I think we might just have time for one more good fuck."
The teenager grinned as she gripped his cock-root and placed her wet pussy gash against his fuck-knob. A second later, Connie dropped herself down all the way on his rigid fuckmeat. She howled and he groaned as his prick split up into her trembling cunt cavity. She squirmed her ass around on his balls and ground her twat over his crotch as her pussywalls flexed around his jutting prick. , They both yelled lusty shrieks as she started bouncing up and down on his cock. He squeezed her asscheeks and humped his cock up into her pussyhole, matching the tempo of her fuck-motions.
By the time his prick spurted another load of spunk into her fuck-tunnel, Connie had enjoyed two more orgasms. She sagged against him as her sizzling pussy channel milked a final climax out of his cock.
"Shit, I may start working here weekdays if you'll lock up all the time," Paul said.
Connie laughed, but she hoped the young stud was serious. For the first time in months she was, for the moment, thoroughly satisfied. It was a feeling she liked.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Well, this is a surprise," Connie said as she ushered Ed Bower inside the door. "I hope you're well-rested this time."
Larry had left for work a couple of hours ago. Shortly afterward, Ed had phoned and Connie had wasted no time inviting him over. She still had an hour before she was due at the dress shop, and the prospects of spending a late morning with Ed made her horny. She was taking a chance that things would work out better than the night she had invited herself over to his house.
They strolled into the living room, his arm around her waist. "I did mention that I go to work at noon, didn't I?" she said as they stood in the middle of the room.
"Yeah, you said something about it," he mumbled as he suddenly yanked open her robe. Then, when he saw that she was naked beneath the robe, he whistled and winked. "Always the practical one," he chuckled. "I can see you don't believe in wasting time."
Connie smiled, cupping her tits and raising them up. "Wasting time is a luxury I can no longer afford," she cooed. "Why don't you show me how practical you can be."
He bent down and briefly sucked one swollen nipple into his mouth. Then he released her and stepped back, his eyes raking up and down her body. He seemed to drink in the luscious sight of her curvaceous body, his eyes sparkling.
"Well, are you going to stare a hole in me or what?" she pouted. She thrust her tits out, teasing him with them, knowing she was driving him wild.
Suddenly, he pulled her against him, holding her tightly against his chest. "I'll show you what I'm going to do," he hissed. He gripped her shoulders and guided her back until he had placed her in an overstuffed arm chair. "Yeah, baby, I'm about to show you what I'm gonna do."
He crouched between her legs and gazed at her thick cunt-muff as she slipped her robe off her shoulders. He licked his lips, and Connie knew he was about to suck her pussy. Excitement raced through her body and she whimpered.
She squirmed on the chair and lifted her tits toward him. She pointed her nipples toward his mouth and winked. She groaned as he leaned forward, grazing his lips across her stiffened nipple. Connie fell back in the chair and closed her eyes, concentrating on the feel of his lips and tongue on her jug.
She played with her other tit as he put his tongue into action. She pulled on her sensitive bud, and moved her free hand to her cunt to play with her creamy pussy gash. She scooped up some cuntjuice and rubbed it over her swollen clit.
Ed sucked eagerly on her tits. He held them in his hands and went from one to the other, slobbering and slurping, lashing them hungrily with his wet tongue. When he noticed her playing with her pussy, he chuckled and continued to watch the homy action for several seconds before resuming his tit-licking. He teased her tingling nipples with his teeth, thrilling her and making her squeal with delight.
Finally, he took her hand and she rose from the chair, following him over to the sofa. Her pussy twitched with anticipation as she sank down on the sofa and he crouched at her feet. Gently, he spread her legs wide apart and stared intently at her cunt. His lips curved into a broad grin.
"That's some pretty pussy, honey," he rasped.
"Get a real good look at her, Ed," she purred.
Connie pulled her knees back and spread her legs wide to show him her glistening, meaty pussy pulp. She loved exposing herself this way to the mature, experienced man. She knew the view was turning him on, and that knowledge thrilled her even more.
Slowly, Ed leaned forward, bringing his face closer and closer to her juicy snatch. Suddenly, overcome by desire, Connie trembled and grabbed his hair. She pulled his face hard against her syrupy cuntlips, then squealed as he hungrily began slurping up her sweet nectar. She leaned her head on the sofa cushion, shivering at the rush of pleasure erupting from her crotch. Intense waves of heat radiated from her cunt and fanned out to every region of her body, jarring her senses.
He lapped up and down her cuntflaps and then pushed his tongue deep inside her pussy-socket. She thrashed her head from side to side and panted for breath. Ecstasy filled her body and flooded over her as his tongue ignited the stirring passions inside her quivering cunt.
"Don't stop!" she moaned. "Goddamn, don't stop!"
She clamped and undamped her thighs, locking his mouth against her pussy. She humped her ass and ground her cunt against his lips and tongue and teeth. Her mammoth tits bounced around as her entire body trembled and contorted.
Ed grabbed her shapely asscheeks and pulled her even closer to his flicking tongue and nibbling lips. Gradually he worked his tongue upward until he was flicking it across her clit while he pulled her asscheeks apart. He gave her sensitive clit an exquisite workout as her belly heaved and she cried out.
A crashing orgasm overwhelmed her, shuddering her body as she screamed. Her big tits rocked from side to side as wave after wave of pleasure shot through her. She felt a tide of scalding cunt cream cascade from her fuck-tunnel and wash into his mouth. Her ass bounced up and down on the sofa in a frenzied convulsion as she dug her heels into his back and shoulders.
He continued sucking until her orgasm tapered off. Finally he stood up and struggled out of his pants and shorts. He left his shirt on, creating a lewd sight as his throbbing cock jutted straight out through the folds of his shirt. He didn't bother to wipe the residue of her pussy juice off his lips and chin, and that excited Connie as he approached her again.
Her attention was riveted to his rock-hard prick and his bloated balls. She could well imagine his balls being full of jizz and she trembled with lust at the thought of all that spunk blasting into her cunt channel. He slowly moved his cockskin up and down his fuckpole and flashed a leering grin at her.
"I may not be as young as I used to be, but my cock still knows a good thing when it sees one," he said.
"No joke," she mumbled, sitting up on the sofa and reaching out to caress the bottom of his ball-sac. "Mmmmm, I just love full, heavy balls."
She tickled his nuts with her fingernails, loving the way his body twitched and jerked under her manipulations. His big prick leaped lewdly and she suddenly had the urge to suck the big fuckmeat between her wet lips.
"Come on," she rasped, rising up from the sofa and wrapping her fingers securely around his thick fuckshaft. "Let's go to the bedroom and do this right."
Ed didn't voice any protest as she led him toward the bedroom. Connie was confident he was too busy enjoying the view of her naked jiggling ass as she walked. She could practically feel his eyes on her ass, and she shivered at the lewdness of it.
Once inside the bedroom, she wasted no time tossing aside the bedspread and the sheets and climbing onto the middle of the king-size bed. Ed moved quickly and without delay as he grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under her ass. Connie didn't ask any questions as Ed positioned her to his satisfaction.
She savored the few moments he stalled before climbing between her legs. She felt vulnerable, almost as if she was an offering to his pulsing cock. The pillow he had placed beneath her ass elevated her pussy and forced her cunt at an angle which would make an easy target for his engorged prickhead.
She giggled with anticipation as he wedged himself carefully between her wide-spread knees. He pumped his thick cock, slapping it against her thigh. She was amazed at how hard it was. If she closed her eyes, she could almost pretend it was a hot, steel bar hitting her velvety leg.
"I'm going to enjoy fucking your beautiful pussy, Connie."
"I bet you are," she purred, squirming her ass against the pillow. "Do it, darling. Slam that big prick hard into my cunt!"
He guided his prick against her puffy cuntlips. He lurched forward and plunged his cock into the steaming channel of her pussy.
"Aaaahhhhh!" Connie squealed as his prick pierced the juicy membranes of her cunthole.
He fucked her hard and fast. He speared his cock in and out of her succulent snatch while she moaned with pleasure. She humped her ass and met his fuck-strokes, her fingernails running up and down his arms and shoulders.
The viciousness of his fucking left Connie weak but gloriously happy. He was expressing his own pent-up desire for this moment, and Connie was happy to receive his passion. She savored the delights of his pounding prick hammering in and out of her pussy. Her cunt-muscles gripped the invading fuckmeat and her pussy nectar glazed the thick shaft of his prick as orgasms welled inside her.
She wished Larry still fucked her this way. Her mind wandered to her husband even amid the wonderful sensations Ed's prick was providing her. Through all the frustration and disappointment Larry had given her lately, Connie realized how much she still loved her husband. But, now, getting some pleasure from her neighbor's pile-driving prick was of supreme importance. The ecstasy she was feeling overshadowed the emotional link she had with her husband. Her body was craving this action and she was going to enjoy it!
Ed pounded her pussy, changing the angle of his thrusts in order to give her friction in all her sensitive spots. She wriggled her ass and gyrated her hips, her cunt clutching his thick cock with every thrust. They were moving against each other in a matched rhythm of practiced lovers, each in tune with the needs of the other's body.
Connie thrilled to the benefits of having the pillow beneath her ass. Her elevated position enhanced the sensations his plowing prick provided her scorched fuck-tunnel. He could easily spear his rigid prick all the way inside her cunt canal, causing his swollen cockhead to nudge her womb. The result was an overwhelming shattering of pleasure that rang through her nerves.
"Yes, oh yes!" she babbled, rocking her head from side to side as her body shuddered from multiple orgasms. "Oooooohhhh! Fuck me, baby! Keep fucking me!"
Ed raised himself up and plunged forward, ramming his stiff cock deep inside her as he suddenly shot his load into her grasping pussy. Again and again, he split her in two with his spurting prick until her womb was flooded with his boiling spunk.
Connie lay still and let the exquisite sensations take over her body. She closed her eyes and stretched, every nerve-ending marvelously relaxed. She basked in the glow of pleasure that enveloped her. She moaned happily, then purred like a satisfied kitten as a pleased smile spread over her lovely face.
When she opened her eyes, Ed was standing next to the bed, gazing at her lush, naked body, a lewd gleam twinkling from his eyes. His drooping prick, red from the friction of the fierce fucking, leaked drops of jizz as it hung limply between his legs.
"That was a great fuck," he said with a wink. "A man could get used to waking up to you everyday."
She stretched and flashed him a coy grin. "Why, Mr. Bower, is that some sort of proposal?" she teased.
"Don't get carried away, honey," he said, chuckling. "The last thing I need is a wild-eyed husband knocking down my front door some cold morning. I'm not planning any regular routine, no matter how tempting that might be."
"One thing's for sure, Ed Bower," she said. "You are a real charmer."
"Don't get bitchy on me now," he snapped, his smile fading. "I don't believe in leading on any lady. I tell them up front where I'm coming from so there'll be no misunderstandings later."
"Well, you don't have to draw me a picture, Ed," she said, maintaining a light tone. "Don't take this personally, but I'm not ready to ditch my old man and throw myself at your feet."
"As long as we understand each other," he said.
"Oh, we understand each other perfectly," she retorted. "I can't speak for the rest of your lady friends, but I'm one woman who isn't interested in making you commit yourself to a damn thing."
His eyes leveled on hers for several seconds before he threw his head back and laughed. "Saucy little slut, aren't you?" he said. "I like that. I think you and I have a lot in common. We both know what we like and we go get it with no strings."
He moved back on the bed, and before Connie could respond, he pressed his semi-hard prick against her lips. Instinctively, she sucked his prick into her mouth and tasted the residue of her own pussy juice on his cockskin. Part of her wanted to spit out his cock and curtly order him to leave. But that part of her quickly lost out to the wantonly horny side of her nature that thrilled to his assertive behavior.
She found herself munching softly on his thickening fuckmeat, savoring the tangy taste of her cunt juice on his ballooning cockflesh. She swirled her tongue over his swelling fuck-knob, loving the aroma of her sweet nectar mingled with his male scent. Her senses tingled. She groaned as his prick grew inside her hot mouth.
"You can't help it, honey," he said, running his fingers through her dark hair. "You love cock. As long as one is stuck up your ass or your pussy or crammed in your mouth, you're happy. Your old man is crazy for not knowing that. Either that, or he doesn't care.
Ed's words rang through her mind as she sucked on his prick and gently massaged his balls. A shiver of dread rumbled through her. What if Larry just didn't care? The unsettling question rattled her momentarily, but then the reawakening of her lust overtook the worrisome thought Ed had suggested. Ed's cock was uncoiling inside her mouth and responding to her flicking tongue. There would be time later for her to confront the notion that perhaps her husband no longer cared whether or not she was happy.
He pressed forward, nailing her mouth with his prick and causing her to ease her head back on the bed. She loved the way his cock was growing inside her mouth. She juiced it up with her saliva, drenching his engorged prickhead. She curled her fingers around the thickening base of his cock while keeping one hand busy massaging and caressing his balls. She gazed up at him with sultry eyes and teased him by flicking her tongue-tip through his piss-slit.
"You should give lessons in cocksucking," he chuckled, reaching down and fondling her big tits.
She gulped half of his fuckmeat between her lips and moaned as she started sucking on the now rigid cock. She gently squeezed his balls and thrilled as he gasped with excitement. He tweaked her jutting nipples and suddenly pulled his cock from her clasping lips. He scooted down until he was straddling her thighs. Then with a lewd grin, he wedged his prick between her tits and rested it there in the valley of her luscious tit-melons. He squeezed her tits together against his hot slab of fuckmeat and winked at her.
Connie squirmed as her boobs smothered Ed's prick. Slowly, he started humping his cock back and forthy in her warm cleavage, pretending he was fucking a pussy.
She gazed down at his bulbous cockhead nestled inside her tits. She moved back and forth, his prick snug inside her cleavage, a wonderful friction heating up the sensitive area and sending warm waves of pleasure throughout her body. At intervals she swiped her tongue over his piss-slit, flicking her tongue out to meet his prickhead each time he shoved his fuckmeat up toward her chin. She joined Ed in squeezing her tits tightly around his prick.
"Never had your tits fucked before?" he asked as his cock twitched against her flawless flesh.
Connie shook her head and didn't stop toying with his cockhead. She darted her tongue-tip over his fuck-knob, loving the way his entire prick danced under her touch.
"Suck it again!" he ordered suddenly, ramming his cock up to her lips and pressing it forward.
She didn't hesitate as she opened her mouth wide and sucked in his bloated cockhead. She bobbed her head, taking more and more of his fuckmeat into her throat until her lips touched the bristled hair surrounding the base of his prick.
"This is what your mouth was made for," he croaked. "Not making smartass comments."
With his cock buried all the way inside her mouth, he gripped the sides of her head and slowly rolled over, pulling her along with him.
Connie tumbled over, coming to rest crouched between Ed's legs, her lips firmly clamped around the root of his cock. She instantly flicked her tongue up and down the tender underside of his prick as she finally relaxed her lip-lock on the base of his cock.
She felt his hands roaming over her asscheeks and, seconds later, she thrilled as his index finger sliced down her asscrack. She shuddered as his finger traveled across her puckered asshole. Then she squealed as his finger explored the wet, hot folds of her pussymeat. His fingertip grazed her throbbing clit, and Connie jerked in erotic spasms. She briefly allowed his prick to slip from her lips when he plunged his stiffened finger deep into her cunthole.
She recovered and recaptured his cock between her moist lips as he moved his finger in circular motions inside her fuck-tunnel. Her pussywalls flexed around his finger and showered it with her sticky nectar.
"Get up here and ride my cock," he hissed, tugging on her hair. "Do it now."
Connie slipped her lips off Ed's cockhead with a loud smack and quickly positioned herself over his prick. She raised her ass and rubbed his cockhead around the pulpy tissues of her pussy. She pushed his fuck-knob inside her cunthole and sank down, taking the entire length of his prick into her seething gash.
The second she hit bottom, she moved up, leaving only his cockhead inside her. She rested her hands on his shoulders and pressed down, once again impaling herself on his thick slab of fuckmeat.
Ed held her ass while she bounced up and down. With every thrust she felt his cock filling her cunt channel and rubbing against her clit. The glorious friction ignited streaks of passion throughout Connie's body, and she yelled her ecstasy.
Her tits jiggled with every movement of her body and when she came it was with an intensity that rocked her senses. At the same time, her pussylips clamped shut around his prick and squeezed a climax out of Ed.
Ed growled and humped up and down on the bed. He blasted jets of spunk straight into Connie's womb, producing a horrendous flood of jism for the second time in a few short minutes.
When the onslaught of his come finally subsided, Connie glanced casually at the bedside clock and was shocked to see that she was late for work. She experienced a brief moment of uneasiness, but it passed quickly.
For Connie, the delay that was making her late had been well worth it.
CHAPTER FIVE
Connie was almost one hour late for work, and when she arrived the shop was crowded with customers.
"Welcome to the war zone," Donna chided. "I was beginning to think I had only dreamed about having some part-time help."
"Sorry!"
Connie expected to be fired, and her fears seemed justified when, after the rush, Donna approached her and said: "Joe wants to see you in the office. He's mad as hell that you were late."
Connie's heart jumped. She hated being a disappointment to Joe and Donna. It wasn't so much losing the part-time job that distressed her. She dreaded missing out on all the wild fucking that Joe and young Paul would give her. Also, of course, getting fired would mean either spending long, boring afternoons at home or looking for another part-time job. The choices weren't the best.
Connie walked down the hallway to the office. She held her breath, then knocked on the door.
"That better be Connie Hunt," Joe's deep voice rasped from inside the office.
"It's me," she said just as he opened the door and faced her.
"Well, well, we can open up the shop now," he said sarcastically. "The super saleslady is finally here."
"I can explain, Joe," Connie said, stepping into the office.
"Don't bother, honey," he hissed, closing the door and locking it. "Just get over by the desk and drop to your knees. I've got plans for your mouth that doesn't include spouting a bunch of bullshit excuses."
"Are you going to fire me, Joe?" she mum- bled, watching as he moved behind the desk and sat down on the chair.
"I'll let you know later," he said, unzipping his pants fly and pulling out his rigid prick. "Show me how much you want to keep this job."
Connie moved cautiously around the desk and knelt at his feet. She curled her fingers around his throbbing shaft and used the fingers of her other hand to lazily fondle his hairy ball-bag. She gazed up at his face with sultry eyes and teased him by licking her lips before opening her jaws and sucking his cockhead into her mouth.
"That's better," he cooed, lightly stroking her hair.
Suddenly he humped his prick deep into her mouth, forcing her to suck in more than half of his fuckmeat. At the same time he reached down and grabbed her big tits through her blouse. He squeezed the full tit-melons as Connie gulped more of his prick into her throat. She moaned as his rough handling of her tits created an exciting mixture of pain and pleasure throughout her nerves.
"Now you're doing what you do best," Joe rasped, pinching her nipples through the flimsy protection of her blouse and bra.
She managed to pull her head up slightly and to start swirling her tongue hungrily over his fuck-knob. She took half of his fuckshaft into her mouth and tightened the ring of her lips around his thick, hot stalk. She sucked hard, her cheeks caving in as she held him in a firm grip.
As he squirmed on his chair and fumbled to dip his hands inside her blouse, Connie released her grip on his cock. She began concentrating her activity on teasing his piss-slit with the tip of her tongue. She smeared saliva over his bulbous cockhead while cupping his balls in her palms. Exquisite sensations shot through her as she fondled his balls and used her tongue to caress his sensitive fuck-knob.
Her excitement started to swell and Connie's action became more bold. Suddenly she unbuckled his belt and unsnapped his slacks without removing her lips from his prickhead. With his help, she managed to tug his pants down over his hips and on down below his knees. Now his crotch was totally exposed for her.
Her heart raced with excitement as she immediately ducked her face down between his thighs and sucked his balls between her lips. She worked her hands beneath his ass and wormed her fingers along his asscrack, causing Joe to squirm and twist on the chair.
"Damn, you become a real tiger when you get a stiff cock inside your mouth," he hissed.
Connie thrilled to his words and the sounds of his happy moans. Pleasing him gave her fresh confidence. It made her feel so much a woman. And that was a feeling her own husband hadn't been able to give her in months. Suddenly Connie realized that was the real reason she was so aggressively lapping up Joe's balls. She was determined to keep proving to herself her own worth as a sexy woman.
She munched delicately on his balls as she found his asshole with a fingertip and teased his puckered little shithole. She loved the way his body jerked each time she pressed her fingertip against his tight bunghole. Then with his cock throbbing violently, she could no longer resist darting her tongue up and down the veiny fuck shaft. She released his balls from her warm mouth and licked her way up the towering fuckmeat all the way to his piss-slit.
She squeezed the hairy base of his cock as she sucked his cockhead back into her wet mouth. Joe renewed his grip on her tits as she sucked gluttonously on his fuck-knob. She ran her tongue over the sensitive underside of his shaft and felt his balls dance in her hand. At the same time, she felt his asshole flex against her probing fingertip.
"You little bitch," he chuckled. "You want me to splash your throat with come, don't you?"
Connie nodded and sucked harder on his prick.
"Well, it's not going to be that simple for you this time," he said, a harsh tone creeping into his voice.
His words of warning seemed to intensify Connie's arousal. She continued to squeeze his balls and tease his brownie as her lips and tongue sucked and licked his prick. His fingers massaged her tits through her bra as he bucked more of his cock into her mouth. Soon he increased the vigor and tempo of his upward thrusts until he was actively fucking her face.
"Keep sucking it, you cock-crazy slut," he hissed. "Show me your real talent."
Connie moaned as she accepted his fuck-thrusts. There was no doubt that she was indeed a cock-crazy slut. Her body was on fire with lust as she molded her mouth around his darting prick, enveloping it in the moist, warm glove of her mouth and tongue and throat. Furthermore, she didn't mind the truth of what he called her. She loved it!
"That's enough!" he snapped suddenly, grabbing her hair and jerking her face off his twitching cock. "Get up and strip. I told you we have other things to do before I cream your throat."
Connie obeyed his order. She stood in front of him as she quickly peeled off her clothes. Sensations of pure lust rushed through her as she enjoyed his leering glare as he watched her curvaceous body come into his view. Connie loved the manly way in which Joe was commanding her. She also knew that whatever he had in mind for her, she, too, would surely enjoy.
When she was completely naked, she stepped up to him, proudly displaying her lush nudity to his hungry eyes. She shivered with delight as his eyes roamed up and down her satiny body. She watched as his hard prick throbbed and twitched, and she knew she had it in her power to make him come.
Suddenly Joe had done enough watching. He sprang up from his desk chair, took her arm and led her across the office to the sofa. He directed her onto the sofa, sitting up, her ass resting on the edge of the cushion, her shoulders braced against the high back.
"I can't resist," he muttered. "I'm gonna suck your pussy."
A wanton smile instantly cut across Connie's lovely face. Instinctively, she parted her legs, giving him a perfect view of her hairy, moist pussy-lips. It was the only invitation he needed.
Joe knelt between her knees, and Connie trembled as she felt his hot breath graze her puffy cuntlips. She leaned her head against the back of the sofa and moaned. She relaxed, ready to savor the exquisite treat of his tongue and lips caressing her seething pussy.
He was surprisingly gentle as he wedged his hands beneath her ass and cupped her firm, shapely ass cheeks. He squirmed closer to her pussy and Connie took it upon herself to drape her legs across his broad shoulders.
A guttural sigh escaped her throat as he used his thumbs to pry open her cuntlips. The intimate touch made Connie swoon. Pleasure engulfed her body as the anticipation of what would happen next teased her senses.
"Oh, Joe!" she squealed softly as he mashed his face against her pussy. "Ooooohhhhhh, God that feels so fucking good!"
She squirmed her ass against the sofa cushion and rubbed her pussy-lips against his mouth as he tasted her slime-slick cunt. He nibbled delicately on her spasming cuntlips while pressing his nose against her clit. The magic of his actions sent shivers racing throughout her body, and Connie could barely contain the lusty yelps and groans that rasped through her throat.
When Joe started to rub his lips up and down her slippery slit and tease her clit with his tongue-tip, Connie went wild. She thrashed her legs in the air and rocked her head from side to side. She grabbed Joe's head and pulled his hair as he sucked her cunt. She gasped and felt cunt juice gush out of her pussy-hole. She knew her nectar was drenching his face, and that thrilled her.
When he plunged his tongue into her cunt channel, she squeezed his head between her thighs and hissed, "Oh, yes, yes, Joe! Fuck me with your tongue! Tongue-fuck my pussy!"
He drilled his tongue in and out of her cunt. He flicked her clit with a fingertip and used his free hand to explore her asscrack. Sensations sparked over her nerves as he hungrily snaked his tongue deeper and deeper into her fuck-tunnel.
A fierce orgasm rattled her body, then intensified as his fingertip stabbed against her shitter and he continued driving his tongue in and out of her convulsing pussy passage. She kept his head imprisoned between her thighs and savored the mind-blowing climax.
Violent shudders rocked her body as she humped her pussy against Joe's face. Her cunt cream washed out over his lips and tongue, creating lewd sounds that only added to Connie's pleasure. The lewd adventure totally captivated her, and she was reluctant for the precious moments to pass.
Finally, she slumped back against the sofa cushions and her legs flopped open, freeing his head. She sighed as he eased his face away from her syrupy pussy. Echoes of the glorious orgasm throbbed her senses, momentarily soothing her lust.
When she opened her eyes, she glimpsed Joe gazing up at her, a smug smile covering his face. His cheeks and lips were wet with her juices. The sight made her shiver with excitement.
"Oh, God, Joe," Connie whispered. "That was great! I hope you never get tired eating my pussy."
Joe chuckled. "Honey, I'm not tired of anything. In fact, we're just getting started."
His tone carried the hint of a warning which Connie noted with a mixture of fear and excitement. What else did he have in store? The question blazed in her mind as she watched Joe hastily strip.
When he was naked and his cock was jutting straight out from his crotch, he ordered her onto the office floor. Connie blinked and hesitated before finally obeying his command. She moved tentatively and kept glancing at the lewd grin curving his lips. He was obviously enjoying the spectacle of her arranging herself on her hands and knees on the floor.
"You look nervous," he said with a wink as he stepped slowly behind her. "Just relax, baby. There's nothing I can do to you with my prick that you won't like."
Connie maintained her position as she twisted her head around and watched over her shoulder as Joe dropped to his knees behind her. Then, without hesitation, he drilled a finger inside her slippery cunt canal and churned it around.
Connie gasped and involuntarily began wiggling her ass as Joe finger-fucked her pussy. He corkscrewed his digit inside her fuck-tunnel, causing her pussywalls to shudder and convulse.
"Like that, don't you?" he chided.
"Yes, oh, shit yes!" she growled. "Keep doing that, Joe. I love it!"
"I would, except I think you'll like this just as much," he promised.
He suddenly moved his finger to her hard, twitching clit and rubbed the sensitive fuck button. Connie squealed with delight as he lightly scratched the nub. "Ooooohhhhh, Joe!" she shrieked.
He straightened behind her and pressed his cockhead against her quivering cuntlips without removing his finger from her clit. Connie went wild. She rocked backward, practically impaling herself on his rigid prick. Then he moved his hand away from her cunt, and with one smooth motion of his hips, he plunged his cock into her hot, steaming cunt gash.
"Oooohhh, fuck me, Joe!" she squealed. "Yes, yyyeeessss! Fuck me hard!"
He rammed forward, stabbing his prick all the way into her cunthole. His balls slapped against her legs as he reached forward and gripped her shoulders.
Her entire body trembled as he fucked her with vicious strokes. The force of his actions rammed her backward and forward, and she almost toppled over as her arms threatened to buckle.
"All right, Connie," he rasped, his fingers squeezing into her shoulder. "Get ready. My cock is lubed and hot for some tighter action."
At that moment, Connie realized he had been merely lubricating his fuckmeat, slicking it up for her asshole. She uttered a gargled cry as he quickly whipped his prick out of her pussy and jabbed his wet cockhead against her shitter. She squirmed and wiggled and groaned as he pressed his fuck-knob harder and harder against her puckered brownie.
Connie's heart pounded, and although a burning discomfort pained her asshole, wanton excitement overwhelmed her. Her arms suddenly gave way and she found herself supporting the upper portion of her body with her elbows.
In the next instant, she felt his prickhead push even harder against the tight ring of her brownie.
She wiggled her ass instinctively. Then his swollen cockhead penetrated the opening of her asshole. Connie bellowed a guttural wail as his fuckmeat slid easily into her buttery shit-chute. Spasms rocked her body and her wail became a continuous hoarse cry.
Joe's prick inched deeper and deeper until he had totally plugged her shitter. He leaned across her back and the crush of his weight made her collapse on the floor. She felt her asshole clamp down on his fuckmeat and heard Joe grunt. He stroked faster and deeper, ramming his prick in and out of her brownie, creating a fierce heat as he fucked her. His balls slapped her puffy cuntlips and she frantically squirmed beneath him, gasping and moaning and savoring the delights of the marvelous sensations his ass-fucking was causing.
After several fuck-strokes, Joe grabbed her hips and lifted her ass up to present a perfect target for his plunging cock. When she was once again resting on her knees, Connie began wiggling her ass and humping it back to meet the vicious thrusts of his prick. She howled continuously as his cock buried inside her shit-chute.
"I knew you'd love this," he hissed, picking up the tempo of the fuck-motions. "You're the sort of horny bitch who needs every hole plugged with a stiff prick."
"Yes! I love it, Joe," she panted. "Ooooohhhhh, it feels like your cock is splitting my little assbud in two!"
"Don't sweat it, honey," he said with a hoarse chuckle. "You'll survive. Shit, you'll even start craving this ass-fucking as much as you do cocksucking."
Connie wasn't about to argue with that. Besides, she was currently too thrilled with the pleasures of an oncoming orgasm. Her buttery shit-tunnel was sizzling from the wonderful friction of his prick sawing in and out, and Connie's cunt was convulsing violently. Pussy juice flooded over her hairy cuntlips and lathered his balls as the two lovers fell into a unified rhythm. Each time he plunged his cock deep into her bowels, Connie rammed her ass back hard, impaling herself completely on his stiff fuckmeat.
"Hang on, baby!" Joe warned suddenly. "I'm gonna come now!"
"Oh, Joe, yes, yyyeessss!"
She pressed her cheek on the floor as he growled and dumped his load into her shitter. At the same moment, she came too. Her pussy spasmed in an incredible climax as he filled her bowels with his thick spunk.
Exquisite sensations washed over Connie's nerves as her clamping asshole squeezed around Joe's spurting fuckmeat. Her shrieking cries rang in her ears as much as his joyous gasps. In fact, Connie was so consumed with the ecstasy engulfing her body that it was several seconds before she realized Donna was leaning against the desk, casually observing the lewd display on the office floor.
"Damn, I never have a camera when I need one," Donna said with a sigh and a smirky grin. "What a cozy addition this little scene would be for my photo album."
CHAPTER SIX
Connie was in a daze the next few minutes, not fully conscious of her actions until she found herself dressed and sitting between Joe and Donna in the front seat of their car. Her stunned reaction at discovering Joe's wife calmly watching the conclusion of their wanton fucking was finally evaporating. Donna's reaction wasn't at all what Connie had expected. In fact, Donna seemed turned-on by what she had seen her husband doing.
By the time Connie realized the Campbells were driving her to their home, she began to understand that the couple had planned the evening. When Donna rested her hand on Connie's knee, Connie suddenly had no doubts about what would follow.
A mild panic bubbled inside Connie as Donna moved her hand boldly up her thigh. She had never felt another woman's intimate touch, and Connie was suddenly gripped by a fear of the unknown. She suggested weakly that she should be getting home to her husband, but the Campbells merely scoffed.
"Dear, your hubby will never miss you," Donna said, rubbing her hand higher on Connie's thigh. "You've said so yourself."
The Campbells directed her inside their spacious home. She found herself seated on a large sofa in a formally furnished living room. Joe immediately went to work mixing drinks at a portal bar across the room. Donna sat beside Connie, kicked off her shoes and brought her feet up under her ass while she cast her eyes down on Connie's curvy thighs.
"Relax, Connie," Donna said soothingly. "It's funny that you're acting so uptight. You sure don't act that way at the shop around either my husband or young Paul. Why is it so different here?"
Connie felt her face redden and her pulse race. She glanced nervously across the room at Joe, but his back was turned as he continued to fix drinks.
"I've never done anything with another woman," Connie murmured. "I'm not sure what to expect."
Donna threw her head back and chuckled a throaty laugh. "Darling, you are so perceptive," she said, stroking Connie's leg with her fingernails. "Haven't you really been hoping you'd become the middle of a human sandwich?"
Connie shook her head slowly, then sighed with relief when Joe finally stepped toward then, carrying three drinks on a tray. He beamed a broad smile at the two women as he settled in a chair across from them and offered them drinks.
Connie sipped her drink, hoping it would relax her and calm the nagging panic still needling her. She noticed that as Donna sipped her own drink, her dress slowly hiked higher up her legs. She gradually became aware of the heat that seemed to radiate from Donna. Sitting this close to the sexy older woman was beginning to have a startling effect on Connie. It was a feeling she had never before experienced. Suddenly, her hand shook as she held her glass. What is happening to me? Is this drink spiked?
Connie shook her head as if to clear it. No, she quickly decided. There's nothing wrong with the drink. It's me! I'm getting turned-on about the prospects of Donna fondling my tits and my pussy.
The knowledge hit Connie between the eyes. It was like a thunderbolt. She squirmed uneasily on the sofa, but made no real effort to distance herself from the older woman. She glanced into Donna's attractive face and saw the woman flash an alluring, sexy smile.
"You're getting more comfortable, aren't you, Connie?" Donna whispered. She placed her drink on the coffee table and slowly brought a hand over to Connie's exposed knee. "I knew you would. A passionate woman like you must experience the love of another horny woman. It is meant to be."
Connie gulped the rest of her drink and just had time to place the glass on the coffee table when she felt Donna's hand sneak all the way up her thigh and touch her panty-covered crotch.
"Did you really think I would be jealous because you were having an affair with my husband?" Donna purred, lightly scratching her fingernails across Connie's panties. "Did you think it would piss me off finding Joe fucking your ass on the office floor?"
Joe suddenly chuckled. "Every time we fucked, Connie, my wicked little wife couldn't wait to hear all the details. God, it makes her pussy get so wet and hot when I tell her what a great cocksucker you are. She loves hearing all about it. Don't you, Donna?"
Donna didn't bother to answer her husband's question. Instead, she continued fingering Connie's cunt through the thin, damp material of the younger woman's panties.
"You're just as excited as me," Donna whispered, snuggling closer to Connie and brushing her lips against Connie's ear. "Your pussy is on fire. It's soaked right through your panties."
Connie groaned as her mind reeled. Tiny sparks of pleasure shot through her crotch as the older woman expertly rubbed her cuntlips. She felt her clit throb into alertness as her pussylips quivered and dampened.
"I had a feeling from the first time I saw you that the two of us had lots in common," Donna said, speaking in a soft, hushed tone.
"Oh?" Connie responded, her voice cracking.
Donna leaned over and ran the tip of her tongue over Connie's lips. "We're both horny and wild," she whispered. She moved her fingers under the crotch of Connie's panties.
"Our pussies need lots of attention. Our desires rage out of control."
Connie moaned when Donna's fingers explored her cuntlips. "Why don't you bring Paul here instead of me?" she mumbled.
"What makes you think the dear boy hasn't been here plenty of times?" she retorted with a dry chuckle.
Joe laughed. "Yeah, the kid will probably start asking for a raise. Between the workouts you and Donna give him, the kid will probably try to put in for overtime."
Donna's fingers traced the slippery crevice of Connie's pussy and finally touched her clit. Connie immediately gasped and her body jerked. "Oooohhh!" she sighed.
"Do you want me to stop?" Donna asked, squeezing the hard clit between two fingers.
"No!" Connie breathed.
Connie was confused. She never dreamed she would allow another woman to fondle her so intimately. But now, she was powerless to stop the older woman. Donna's hand on her hot pussy felt so good! Plus, the fact that Joe was sitting just a couple of feet away, gazing intently at the lewd action only increased the perverted arousal she felt.
She whimpered when the older woman began rubbing her stiff little clit. Donna certainly knew how to caress it!
"You sure have a fast trigger," Donna cooed, suddenly drilling a stiffened finger directly into Connie's cunthole. "I can see why my husband loves fucking you. You're about to come, aren't you?"
All Connie could manage was a quick nod. She sank back against the sofa and closed her eyes. She opened her thighs and totally surrendered to her lust and to the probing female fingers spearing her cunt channel. Donna eased around on the sofa, practically facing Connie as she worked her digit in and out of the younger woman's syrupy pussy. Soon Connie thought she'd faint from the sensations that popped inside her fuck-tunnel.
The older woman slipped two fingers into Connie's cunthole and pistoned them in and out while she used her thumb on Connie's throbbing clit. She used her fingers expertly, showing a practiced precision. Connie humped involuntarily, bouncing her ass up and down on the sofa and shivered as her cunt juices drenched Donna's fingers.
"Oh, yes, you're on the verge now!" Donna said with a gleeful sigh. "Let yourself go, dear. Let it happen. Don't hold back anything. I know what you're feeling. I've been there myself many times! Pretend my fingers are a big, hot cock plunging in and out of your pussy!"
Connie rammed her pussy back at Donna's hand. Donna moaned as she finger-fucked Connie's cunt canal and flicked her clit. Connie came, her breathing ragged as the glorious sensations raged through her. The intensity of the orgasm startled her, but Connie had no trouble basking in the glow of the marvelous climax.
Donna brought her down slowly, continuing to stroke her fingers inside the younger woman's flexing cunt cavity. Eventually the older woman slowed her fingering, enabling Connie to enjoy the pleasure of her orgasm even as it tapered off. Then, Donna patted Connie's cheek, smiled and lightly kissed the younger woman's lips.
"You exploded, didn't you?" Donna said.
Connie nodded and blinked. Slowly, she felt herself recovering from the delightful climax. She glimpsed Joe still sitting across from her, watching the activity in obvious enjoyment.
"I think she likes it, honey," Joe said to his wife, adding a wink of his own.
"Did you doubt it?" Donna retorted. "You told me Connie would dig anything as long as sex was involved."
"It was nice," Connie admitted, still feeling embarrassed. "But I don't think I'll give up men.
Donna laughed. "Who said you had to give up men? There's nothing wrong with changing your luck every now and then. Making it with another woman occasionally adds some spice to life."
"Then you do this sort of thing a lot?" Connie asked, her discomfort slowly evaporating.
Donna giggled and Joe laughed heartily. "Oh, I've been known to walk both sides of the street more frequently than most." She winked at the younger woman and added, "I bet you have a future doing the same thing."
"Oh, I don't know about that," Connie protested with a nervous laugh.
"Well, we'll see," Donna murmured as she wormed a finger back inside Connie's seething cunthole.
"Get those panties off of her and push her dress up around her hips," Joe rasped. "I've got a front row seat, but I'm getting cheated."
Connie didn't resist as Donna suddenly tugged her panties down. She realized there would be no turning back now as she stepped out of her panties and allowed Donna to bunch her dress up around her hips. Then she felt the embarrassment creep back over her as Donna stared at Connie's exposed pussy. It was strange having another woman gaze at her cunt with such an obviously lustful gleam.
Donna wasted no time moving one hand back to Connie's dark-haired pussy. The older woman dipped a finger into Connie's cunt and teased her clit. Then, she carefully held Connie's cuntlips apart and licked her lips as she studied the slime-slick pussy pulp.
"It looks delicious," Donna purred as she dabbed a finger through the brunette's slippery cunt meat.
"It is, baby," Joe said. "It is."
Connie trembled and held her breath as Donna eased one hand up to massage the brunette's mammoth tits through her dress. Donna flashed a lewd grin as she slipped down from the sofa and knelt in front of Connie's crotch. The younger woman tensed again when she felt Donna's hot breath on her glistening pussy.
"I don't know if you should do this," Connie whispered, panic once again surfacing over her even as she shivered with excitement.
"Sure I should," Donna snapped. "And I will."
The older woman leaned closer until her face was only inches from the brunette's pussy. Connie froze. Then she felt Donna's tongue flick through her cunt gash, slicing across the sensitive tissues just between her cuntlips. In the second it took for this to happen, all of Connie's embarrassment and doubts melted away. Scorching arousal sizzled her senses and she suddenly became overwhelmed with raw lust.
There was a delicate, knowing feel to the way Donna's tongue slithered up and down her pussy slit. In a subtle way, the tonguing Donna was giving her pussy differed from the cuntlapping men had given her. Perhaps it was just the novelty of the experience, but all Connie knew was that Donna's tongue was igniting fires inside her cunt.
Like a striking cobra, Donna's lips attacked Connie's clit, and the young brunette yelped a guttural shriek that ran through the formal living room. The older woman's lips clamped around the twitching bud, squeezing it and securing it for the whipping she gave it with her tongue.
Connie contorted on the sofa as the sensations flooded her body. Then, with the pleasure floating through her consciousness, Donna quickly abandoned the sensitive clit and darted her tongue directly into the brunette's seething cunthole.
"Oooohhhh!" Connie wailed, falling back against the sofa, opening herself up completely for the invading tongue and the nibbling lips.
"Goddamn, that's making me come!"
Involuntarily, she squeezed her thighs together and felt her cunt muscles contract around the pistoning tongue. Her cuntlips spasmed open and shut, trembling violently as a fierce orgasm pelted her nerves.
Through it all, Donna kept her mouth glued to Connie's pussy. Her hot tongue was alive as it searched and probed through the creamy pussy membranes and slick fuck-tunnel. Each deep tongue penetration sent marvelous shudders through Connie's body. She held Donna's head and opened her legs wide while arching her pelvis forward, giving Donna total access to her convulsing pussy.
Her passionate cries grew hoarse as Donna relentlessly drilled her tongue in and out of Connie's cunthole. Connie savored the sensations of her pussy tugging at the older woman's tongue, milking it, hungry for more.
Then she felt a pressure on her shoulders pushing her sideways down on the sofa. She blinked and discovered Joe smiling down on her as he eased her down gingerly without dislodging his wife's face from Connie's cunt. The instant Connie's head rested on the sofa cushion, Joe pressed his engorged cockhead against her lips.
Startled, yet pleasantly surprised, she reached up and grasped Joe's prick. She squeezed it very gently and trembled with excitement as a drop of clear jism leaked from its tip. She raised her head just enough to enable her tongue-tip to reach his piss-slit.
At the same time, Donna had adjusted to Connie's new position and kept her face planted against the sexy brunette's steamy pussy. Her tongue never missed a fuck-stroke as she tirelessly lapped up the sweet juices gushing from Connie's cunt cavity.
Connie moaned as she teased Joe's fuck-knob with her swirling tongue. She lathered the shiny surface with saliva, then sucked it up, enjoying the salty taste of his pre-come fluid that had gathered just inside his peehole.
Joe braced himself by straddling Connie's head, a knee on either side of her face and his throbbing, hard cock hanging down inches from her mouth. She worked her tongue over his engorged cockhead, then opened her mouth and gulped in half of his fuckmeat. She heard him moan, and she smiled around the stiff cock that was wedged between her lips. Sensations engulfed her, what with Donna drilling her tongue in and out of her wet pussy and her lips slurping away on Joe's prick.
Connie loved the way Joe's cock leaped against her tongue. Sucking cock never failed to excite Connie. Still, the marvelous experience of another woman lapping at her cunt added to her pleasure, and Connie found herself in the happy position of coming almost constantly.
It was at the very peak of her pleasure that Donna lifted her face away from Connie's snatch and suggested that the three of them find a more comfortable spot to continue their love-making. Connie found herself being directed down a hallway and into a bedroom. The next thing she knew, she was stretched across a king-size bed watching Donna and Joe hastily strip off their clothes.
She whimpered softly as she watched Donna climb onto the bed. The older woman's huge, shapely tits made an enticing spectacle, and suddenly, it was the most natural thing in the world for Connie to reach out and gently caress Donna's stiff-tipped nipples.
Donna shuddered as Connie rubbed the nipples with her fingertips. For Connie, the intimate touch was electrifying. She roamed her hands over the ripe melons of Donna's tits, squeezing the satiny titflesh.
"That feels great, dear," Donna cooed. "Why don't you see how they taste?"
Donna cupped one of her massive tits in both hands and steadily fed it to Connie. Connie leaned her head back on the pillow and eagerly sucked the offered nipple between her lips. She closed her eyes as she whipped her tongue across the tender nipple, loving the way it stiffened against her touch. Then, without coaching, she sucked as much of the tit into her mouth as possible.
When the older woman moaned a guttural groan, Connie knew she was doing a good job. She used her hands to explore Donna's flawless back, caressing and massaging her fingers over the soft, feminine flesh.
Never in her wildest dreams did Connie ever think she would be sucking and munching on another woman's tit. Now the wanton activity was making her senses tingle and sizzle. The vivid memory of the marvelous cuntlapping Donna had given her was still making her cuntlips quiver and spasm. She was beyond thinking about the novelty of what she was doing. All that mattered was savoring the ecstasy now flowing throughout her trembling body.
As Donna eased one tit out of Connie's mouth and fed her the other one, Joe made his way between Connie's wide-spread thighs and rubbed his bloated cockhead through her scorching pussy pulp. Twin flares of lust raged and Connie swooned.
She moaned happily as she sucked on Donna's tit and started humping her pussy up to meet the teasing jabs of Joe's prickhead. Her nectar-smeared cuntmeat sucked at Joe's fuck-knob as her horny need flooded her.
Connie was desperate for a good, hard fucking. She wanted his cock plunged deep into her flexing cunt channel, and she wanted it now! She pulled at his prick with her pussy, her spasming cuntlips snapping at the bulbous knob as she squirmed her ass and jerked her hips, wordlessly begging for his prick. Meanwhile, Connie compensated for her lusty frustration and arousal by gluttonously sucking away on Donna's tit.
She felt Joe's strong fingers on her inner thighs as he pried her legs wider apart. Her throbbing clit twitched anxiously, sending delicious waves of desire throughout her body. But still the teasing foreplay continued with Joe seemingly determined to torture Connie by withholding his prick from her pussy for as long as possible.
Finally, when Donna slowly eased her tit from Connie's lips and began to straddle her chest, Joe made his move. He slipped his cockhead between the brunette's quivering cuntlips just as his wife pressed her pussy into Connie's face.
She tentatively flicked her tongue through the bristled patch of cunt-fur, tasting the strange flavors of another woman's pussy for the first time. At that very moment, Joe rammed his cock forward and buried his fuckmeat inside Connie's spasming cunthole.
Connie's shriek was muffled by Donna's pussy as the older woman pressed the weight of her crotch fully on the brunette's face. Connie instinctively sliced her stiffened tongue deep into the creamy tunnel of Donna's fuckhole as her body rippled with vibrating shudders.
"Eat me good, honey," Donna hissed, gripping the brunette's long curls while rubbing her cunt steadily across her lips. "Fuck me with your tongue, baby. That's it! Oh, yes! You're a natural at this! Oh, oh, keep it up, Connie! Tongue-fuck my pussy!"
Connie heard Donna's words, but her concentration was consumed by the glorious sensations tripping over her nerves. Feasting on a juicy cunt was only part of the reason for Connie's intense arousal. Joe's greasy prick sliding in and out of her flexing fuck-tunnel was producing tremendous sensations that were starting to rock her senses.
The horny brunette was engulfed with ecstasy as she sucked greedily on Donna's honey-dripping pussy and bounced her ass up and down on the bed, meeting each vicious fuck-thrust of Joe's prick with her spasming cunt.
A jarring orgasm rattled through Donna, and Connie had to struggle to keep from choking on the gushing cunt juice that immediately filled her mouth. Even as the sweet cream trickled down her throat, Connie's snatch spasmed and convulsed around Joe's pistoning cock.
As her intense orgasm caused Donna to topple off Connie's face, Connie suddenly was free to yell out the ecstasy sweeping through her own body. Her legs shot up in the air and she instantly clamped them around Joe's waist, pinning him to her as he drilled her cunt with his cock. The bed creaked beneath them as their fucking intensified.
Joe grunted and growled, and Connie knew he was on the verge of blasting his spunk into her womb. Her pussy muscles flexed and milked his cock as he sawed it in and out of her juicy cunt. Joe heaved his prick hard into her even as they started to spin and roll. Quickly the momentum of the movement allowed Connie to end up on top of Joe, sitting securely on his prick, her long dark hair flying around her head as she began grinding down and absorbing every bit of his fuck meat.
She panted and squealed as she twirled her ass in great circles. She loved the way Joe heaved his prick upward, piercing into the shuddering membranes of her spasming cunthole. She stayed with him, matching each powerful thrust of his body with an equally powerful counter-thrust of her own. Their bodies were sealed together in a tight bond of passion and ecstasy.
Connie leaned forward, allowing almost all of Joe's prick out of her pussy. Then, without warning, she moved backwards, sliding down the length of it all at once, squeezing her pussy tissues around the bloated fuckmeat as it plugged her cunt cavern.
Connie felt the stirrings of an overwhelming climax building in the pit of her pussy passage. She fell forward, dropping a tit into Joe's open mouth. As soon as the nipple hit his tongue he began sucking and slurping, a hand squeezing her firm asscheek, pressing her forward even more. She humped and humped, pulling backwards on her trapped tit to make Joe work for his suck, all the while, milking his boiling come out of his cock.
His climax began with deceiving casualness. Then, suddenly, the real eruption occurred. A thunderous bolt of spunk shot from his prick and drenched her pussywalls, filling her womb like an unending flow of lava. He growled as his body trembled and gyrated. And then, her own climax was ignited.
The force of her orgasm knocked her sideways and off Joe's prick. As she twisted and contorted in the throes of the immense orgasm that had hit her, Joe swiftly crawled between her legs and sank his spurting cock to the hilt into her convulsing cunt. Her overworked cunt muscles gripped his cock and sucked out every drop of his blasting jism as she moaned in deep animal pleasure.
Then it was over, and Connie greeted the sudden soothing inactivity with a guttural purring. The sweet throbbing in her aching pussy lulled her into a peaceful, satisfied sleep.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Where the fuck have you been all night?" Larry demanded when Connie walked into the house shortly after sunup.
Following the marathon fucking and sucking session with Joe and Donna Campbell, Connie had slept through the night. When she finally awoke and discovered what had happened, she had hustled home as fast as possible. Her worst fears were realized when she tiptoed into the house and found her husband slumped in his favorite chair in the den, waiting for her.
"I spent the night at Joe and Donna Campbell's," Connie responded, her mind racing as she fought to overcome the surprise and the fear that gripped her. Sticking as close to the truth as possible, she decided, was her best bet. "We had a tough day at the shop, and I went home with them for a drink. After a couple, I was just too beat to come home."
"There's a new invention I'm surprised you haven't heard about," Larry said with a dry chuckle. "It's called a telephone."
She sighed as she stepped into the den. She stalled as she moved to the sofa across from him. Her pulse was hammering in her ears as a chill shivered through her. It wasn't going to be easy bullshitting Larry now, she knew.
"All right," she snapped, hoping to put herself on the offensive. "I thought about phoning but frankly, Larry, the way our relationship has been lately, I didn't think it would matter to you if I did or didn't."
Larry leveled his eyes at his wife and glared hard at her for several silent seconds. Then a slow grin curved his lips. "You're good, baby. But, of course, you always were. I'm not buying, so you can cut the crap. You've been fucking around, haven't you?"
His eyes drilled into her, and Connie had to squirm under the heat of his glare. Her heart pounded and she felt her guts tense. Suddenly, she was convinced this was the perfect time to blurt it all out. He was asking for it and, besides, he had driven her to it by ignoring her for too long.
She began angrily, admitting to the wanton adventure with their next door neighbor, Ed Bower. She told him how Joe Campbell had seduced her in his office. She didn't, however, inform Larry about her wild sex session with Paul, the horny, hung teenager, or her lesbo experiences with Donna Campbell. But by the time she had finished her confessions, she was near tears.
"I never wanted to hurt you, Larry," she sobbed truthfully. "Fuck, you just never paid attention to me. You've been so preoccupied. I was afraid you didn't love me any more."
Larry listened impassively. "Stop jerking me around, Connie," he said finally with a smirk. "You just got horny. Hell, your cunt stays hot. Tell it like it is, and leave out all the bullshit."
"Sure, I've been horny," she shot back, blinking away the tears. "What about you? Have you become a monk? Or, maybe you've been sampling some outside pussy."
He shrugged. "I've been working my ass off," he said. "I got a raise today, so it has paid off. While you've been slutting around, I've been paying for it."
"You could've told me," she said softly. "We could've talked about it." She stood up suddenly and rushed toward him as the tears once again welled up in her eyes. She dropped to her knees in front of him. "Oh, Larry, I've never wanted you to kill yourself working. All I've ever wanted was for us to stay in love and be as happy as we were when we first married. That's the truth! Having you and being a good wife for you is all I really ever wanted."
The words poured from her heart. There was no way Connie could fake it now. Her emotions were rubbed raw, and all that she had left was an honest confession of her feelings.
Finally, Larry tousled her hair and told her to get in bed. His touch was soft, but his tone remained flat and impassive. She stood slowly and moved out of the den. She had opened herself up to her husband and she knew the next move was his.
Connie took a fast shower and climbed naked into bed. She pulled the bedcovers up to her neck and stared at the ceiling, listening intently, hoping that her husband was planning to join her. She clutched the notion that his instruction directing her to bed would mean a reaffirmation of their marriage.
Thirty minutes passed before Larry stepped into the bedroom. He approached the bed with an expression that offered her no clue to his intentions. Then gradually, a leering grin spread his mouth as he gazed down at her.
"You look like a prim virgin all covered up and stiff," he said, the grin broadening across his face.
She noticed the gleam in his eyes that she remembered well from the happier days of their marriage, and her heart leaped with excitement and relief. He was obviously in the mood to fuck her.
"Why don't you get under these covers with me, stranger, and I'll show you what a wild virgin I can be?" she cooed, wiggling her hips seductively and giving him a teasing look at her tits.
He began stripping. "I've been sitting in the den doing some thinking," he said, his smile slipping slightly. "Maybe I have been ignoring you a little."
She smiled. "Goddamn, you handsome stud," she chided. "Stop doing so much thinking and talking. Get in bed and I'll show you why I really love you."
"Married me for my body," he quipped. "I knew it all along."
She giggled happily as he crawled beneath the covers and she felt his hard, muscular body against hers. He moved over her and squeezed one of her tits. He kissed here, darting his tongue into her mouth. Hungry for fucking, she eagerly accepted his lips and sucked at his tongue. She ran her hands over his chest and belly and finally down to his growing prick.
He groaned as her soft hand closed over his uncoiling cock. He pressed his face against her soft tits and smothered himself between the snowy, satiny tit-melons. He then nibbled at her nipples and ran his tongue over her cleavage.
Connie was breathing faster and faster. The sudden lifting of her spirits made a perfect match for the rising of her arousal. Larry truly excited her far more than any other man. His curly blond hair and manly, handsome face and features never failed to spark lusty twitches inside her cunt. Ecstasy swelled inside her as Connie savored the warm embrace of her husband. It was as if the two had been separated for weeks and this was the initial reunion. And in a real sense, they had been separated. Connie could only hope that the bliss she was currently feeling would signal the start of a better phase of their marriage.
"Oh, fuck me, honey," she moaned. "Give me what I've always wanted. Fuck me with your marvelous cock. Give it all to me, baby. I want your cock so much!"
She thrilled as his cock stiffened in her warm hand. She shuddered and moaned as he wound his strong arms around her and pulled her against him.
"I know I haven't been paying enough attention to you," he mumbled as he continued to nibble away on her titflesh.
"You're making up for that now," she whispered.
He lifted his face away from her tits and kissed her lips. He thrust his tongue deep into her moist mouth and moaned as she sucked greedily on his darting tongue. His prick now throbbed rigidly in her hand and she gasped in horny anticipation.
He moved downward slightly and cupped her tits. Connie's breath rasped as her nipples hardened under his sensuous touch. Oh, God, she thought, Larry was such a perfect lover!
She started pumping his cock, excited by the hot hardness of his engorged fuckmeat. It pulsed and jerked with each movement of her hand, and her pussy felt inflamed at the feel of his velvet-skinned shaft.
Her cunt gash gaped open and her cuntlips puffed and twitched. Hot dampness slicked her pussy pulp and her nerves tingled with delightful sensations. Then, she howled in ecstasy as her husband suddenly sucked one taut nipple into his mouth and whipped it with his tongue.
Connie groaned, happy at his enthusiasm. Obviously the weeks of not fucking had recharged him. He was every bit the horny, aggressive lover she had fallen in love with and married.
"I realized last night how much you mean to me," he murmured, uttering the words around her nipple, still clutched between his lips. "When you didn't show, I was afraid I'd lost you for good."
"Oh, honey, you'll never lose me," she whispered. "Oh, yes, yyyeessss!" she squealed as he went from one tit to the other. "That feels so good, baby! Do it, lover! Oh, that's it!"
A nagging little voice in the back of her mind warned her that she would hear more about fucking around with Ed Bower and Joe Campbell. But for the moment, the exquisite pleasure her husband was providing, plus the promise of his steel-hard prick filling her hand drowned out any worrisome thoughts.
Meanwhile Larry buried his face again in the satiny pillows of her tits. He licked her with a gluttonous zest he hadn't displayed in weeks. She almost climaxed when his teeth closed over her nipple and he bit down firmly.
She thrust her tits up at his mouth, trying to ram her entire huge tit-globe between his lips. She shivered with pleasure as he roughly chewed on her sensitive nipple. Larry knew just how she thrilled by getting her tits vigorously sucked.
Abruptly, he released her tits and wedged his hands beneath her, squeezing her asscheeks and lifting her cuntmound up slightly. She felt her pussylips part as he kicked off the bedcovers. She glanced down as her husband appraised the intoxicating view of her thighs, white and flawless, framing her dark, curly pussy bush. Tiny drops of dew sparkled on her lush cunt muff as she squeezed his thick cock-root.
"Oh, baby, let me suck your prick," she purred, wrapping her legs around one of his.
She pressed her hairy, juice-slickened pussy-slit against his leg as she sat up and licked her way slowly down his chest and flat belly. She used her tongue-tip to toy with his nipples, then teased him by nipping them with her teeth.
Her pussy oozed nectar, wetting his leg as he straightened up, his weight resting on his knees as he surrendered the whole front of his body to his wife's hungry, swirling tongue. Connie didn't hesitate much longer before she licked her way through his thick forest of cock-hair. She licked around the base of his prick, thrilled by the way his alive cock twitched and throbbed. Then she pulled back slightly, opened her lips wide and closed them securely around his cockhead.
She closed her eyes and moaned as her husband sighed a hoarse groan of pleasure. She savored the sensation of his engorged fuck-knob heating the inside of her mouth. It felt so good tasting Larry's cockhead again. Tingling sensations vibrated throughout her body as her arousal intensified tremendously.
Slowly, she started sucking. Inch by inch, his entire seven-inch fuckpole disappeared inside her mouth. Larry squirmed and tangled his fingers in her long brunette curls as he grunted and moaned.
When she released his prick, she licked up the underside of his cock and then lapped her tongue around his swollen, glistening fuck-knob. Her excitement mounted as her tongue darted all around his hard, thick prick.
She scratched his curly mass of cock-hair with her fingernails and slithered her tongue around his balls. His meaty balls tightened under her touch and his gasps immediately intensified.
"Go ahead, baby," he rasped. "Suck my balls!"
Connie puckered her lips and sucked one of his balls into her mouth. She held it there and drenched it with her saliva. She went from ball to ball before finally releasing them to return her mouth to his prick.
She closed her lips over his cockhead and took his fuckmeat deep into her throat. His cockhair tickled her nose as she bobbed her head up and down and face-fucked his prick. She felt her cunt spasm and churn as she hungrily feasted on his cock. Her desire was suddenly overwhelming her senses and she abruptly spat his cock out of her wet mouth and fell back on the bed.
"Fuck me now, Larry," she gasped. "Please, darling. I need your beautiful cock deep inside my pussy! I need it now!"
He flashed a leering grin as he rubbed his hands up and down her silky inner thighs. He guided his bulbous, saliva-glistening fuck-knob down to her furry cunt gash, and Connie reached down urgently to grab his prick.
"Relax!" he snapped, shoving her hand away. "I'll do it."
His cock was at the slippery socket of her slit, and her outer cuntlips were wide open. He lurched forward and stuffed his swollen prick-knob inside her spasming pussy opening. He left his fuck-knob lodged just inside her cunthole for several seconds, beaming a broad smile down on her lovely face.
Connie found it impossible to stay still. Sensations forced her to squirm and twist as her lathered pussy sucked up his fuckmeat. She howled with joy at the sensations, then shrieked a lusty wail as Larry stroked his prick deep inside her fuck-tunnel.
Blistering heat sizzled the sensitive, flexing walls of her pussyhole as his stiff, thick cock penetrated her womanly cavity. She reveled in the feel of his prick stuffing her cunt channel, and she wiggled her ass and grabbed his hips as she met his fuck-thrust.
They panted and moaned and yelled as their lust overwhelmed them. Their fucking intensified rapidly as they timed the fuck-strokes into a perfect rhythm. Connie relished every wonderful sensation as her spasming cuntlips squeezed around his invading, drilling fuckmeat.
Again and again, Larry plowed into her wet depths. She wrapped her arms around his neck and bucked her hips. His solid slab of cockmeat screwed in and out of her and she knew her orgasm would soon rattle her senses.
His fingers dug into her asscheeks as they bounced up and down on the bed. He took her breath away as he plunged his cock in and out of her succulent pussy.
Connie raked her fingernails over his arms and shoulders, completely dominated by the passion sweeping through her. He churned his cock into her tight pussy cavern, moving faster now as their excitement mounted.
Larry lowered his face down to her enticing, bouncing tits without interrupting the steady pounding of his cock into her pussy. Seconds later, when he bit down on one of her nipples, Connie's cunt erupted and clamped around his hammering prick. She arched up as her body tensed in the first throes of a mighty orgasm. Then, as she trembled and shuddered, he continued to nurse her tit and fuck her seething pussy-hole with his rampaging cock.
Just as her climax was evaporating through her senses, Larry lifted her legs and draped them across his broad shoulders. Her steaming cunt milked his stroking prick and she tossed her head from side to side and shrieked guttural screams of pure ecstasy. Another fierce orgasm suddenly rippled through her body.
This time, when her cunt juice gushed out of her pussy, it was greeted by an explosive blast of his boiling spunk leaping into her womb. Her cunt channel contracted around his prick as it leaped against her flexing pussywalls. Jets of thick jism spurted heavily into her cunthole, filling her juicy cavity.
"Oh, baby, what a fuck!" she howled as she locked her ankles around his neck. "Oooohhhh, yes, yyyeessss! What a wonderful fuck!"
Larry collapsed on top of her as they both struggled for breath. They held each other tight, making no effort to disengage the intimate embrace they shared.
Several minutes passed before Larry stirred, but he still didn't try slipping his prick from her clutching cunthole. She groaned happily, loving the feel of his prick resting inside her.
"Aren't you worried about being late for work?" she whispered, lazily running her fingers up and down his sweat-streaked back and shoulders.
He grinned a lopsided, boyish smile as he fingered one of her nipples. "I'm taking the day off," he said. "I think this is a perfect time for the two of us to do some catching up."
Connie laughed happily and threw her arms around her husband's neck. It was so good to be back home!
CHAPTER EIGHT
The time slipped away before Connie realized it. She and Larry left the bedroom around noon to share a light lunch, and were giggling like a couple of kids when the phone rang.
"Well, well, still keeping banker's hours I see," Donna Campbell's voice chided through the phone when Connie answered it. "After last night, I suppose you think you've earned a day off."
"Oh, Donna, I'm sorry," Connie said. "I... well, to tell you the truth, Larry and I have been patching things up between us all morning. Frankly, coming to work has been the last thing on my mind."
Connie moaned as her husband stepped up behind her and slipped his strong arms around her waist. He pressed his body against her back and ass, and Connie sighed with pleasure as she felt his cock throb against her ass.
Donna obviously heard her cooing and sighing through the phone and chuckled throatily. "I get the picture, dear. What should I tell Joe? That you won't be coming in this afternoon?"
"Tell Donna to come over and join the party," Larry whispered as he kissed his wife's ear and squeezed her ripe tits.
Connie groaned as excitement flickered through her. Did Larry mean it? The prospect of Larry servicing both her and Donna was instantly appealing to Connie. She glanced over her shoulder and eyed Larry with a lopsided smirk. He grinned and pinched her nipple playfully.
"What's wrong?" he whispered. "Afraid I can't handle both of you at the same time?"
Connie repeated his challenge to Donna as her excitement rose. This was too much! Larry had never hinted that he was interested in such wan- ton action.
"Well?" she said into the phone after stating Larry's invitation.
Donna giggled softly. "Tell your horny husband to get ready. I'll tell Joe that you're sick and that you need me to nurse you this afternoon."
Connie hung up the phone and faced her husband with a broad grin. "She's coming, hot shot. I guess now you'll have to put up or shut up."
He grabbed her and pulled her to him. He squeezed her asscheeks and chuckled. "No. You and Donna will just have to put out and shut up. I've got enough fire in my balls to handle the two of you."
"Well, we'll see," she teased, laughing as he slapped her ass.
Within the hour the doorbell rang, and Connie ushered Donna into the house. The two women giggled softly as they went straight to the bedroom. Donna gasped in happy surprise when she spotted Larry stretched naked on the bed, flashing her a lewd smile of welcome. Excitement tingled throughout Connie as she watched. A secret sense of pride dashed over her as she witnessed Donna's pleased reaction to the sight of Larry's nude body.
"Ladies, I hope you two are hungry," Larry teased.
"I like your husband, Connie," Donna said with a chuckle. "He gets right to the point."
Everybody laughed as Connie slipped out of her robe and Donna began to strip. Connie crawled onto the bed and stretched out beside her husband. She kissed him sensuously, and moaned as he darted his tongue into her warm, receptive mouth. At the same time, Donna moved between Larry's wide-spread legs and gingerly fondled his balls.
Larry stirred and groaned as the woman expertly caressed his balls while lowering her mouth closer and closer to his engorged prickhead. Seconds later, Donna swirled her tongue around the swollen fuck-knob, swabbing it with lusty strokes and wetting it with her hot saliva.
"Talk about getting right to the point," he rasped with a dry chuckle. "Your boss lady doesn't waste any time, Connie."
"I can tell you don't object," Donna said, winking while nibbling her lips against his piss-slit.
Connie was surprised that she didn't feel jealous. In fact, her pride was even more intense as she watched the older woman gluttonously gobble up Larry's fuck-knob. That her husband's impressive cock was providing Donna with so much excitement thrilled Connie, and she couldn't wait to have her own passion satisfied.
She watched as Donna's head bobbed up and down on Larry's stiff prick. The older woman's lips slid up and down his fuckshaft as she sucked furiously on Larry's prick.
Connie's pussy felt syrupy as she moved down toward her husband's cock. Larry encouraged Connie by pressing his hand on her head, urging her closer to his cock and the sucking that Donna was eagerly providing.
Connie waited impatiently until Donna released his cock from her lips, then she sucked her husband's prick into her mouth. Donna didn't stay idle long. She nestled her head down between Larry's legs and sucked his balls into her mouth.
The two women continued to work on Larry's cock and balls for several seconds, drenching his fuckmeat and nuts with saliva and lathering him up into a throbbing, twitching state of arousal.
"Ease up, girls," Larry said suddenly. "I'm not ready to come just yet."
Connie and Donna reluctantly stopped their wanton actions and gazed into each other's eyes. What happened next was automatic. Instinctively, they leaned closer and their lips met. Their tongues fenced as they embraced passionately. Their tits pressed together and a lightning bolt of pleasure streaked through Connie.
Larry immediately got into the act as he sat up and gently separated the two horny women. He eased Donna down on her back and slowly flicked his tongue up and down her moist cunt. Connie grinned as she leaned on her elbow and watched as her husband stabbed his tongue inside the glistening folds of Donna's pussy.
It didn't take long before Connie scampered around and knelt behind her husband's ass. She pushed her face under his crotch and, as he busily tongued Donna's cunt, Connie sucked his fuckknob into her mouth. She heard him groan as he accommodatingly raised his ass to give her better access to his rigid prick.
Connie tongued her husband's twitching cock, then began sucking on his dangling balls. She heard the lusty sounds of Larry licking through Donna's pussy membranes and the ensuing moans and sighs the older woman uttered. When Larry began to tremble, Connie stopped sucking and moved quickly around beside Donna. She wasn't anxious to cause her husband to dump a load of his jism before he had the chance to splash it into either her cunthole or Donna's. Instead, she settled for sucking on Donna's tits.
Connie squeezed the older woman's big, shapely tit-globes while she whipped her tongue across Donna's stiff nipples. She savored the delights of caressing the sensitive nipple with her tongue.
Abruptly, Connie was once again on the move. Horny desire propelled her into constant motion. She moved over Donna's body and fed the older woman one of her tits. Donna didn't resist and eagerly sucked in the brunette's puckered nipple. Quickly, she sucked in as much of Connie's tit-globe as possible, feasting on the jug while Larry lashed his tongue in and out of her soupy cunthole.
The vibrations of Donna's intense, sudden orgasm rocked the older woman's body, and Connie howled along with her boss. The older woman clamped her lips down hard on Connie's imprisoned tit, and shock waves of ecstasy rumbled through Connie's body.
The next thing Connie knew, Larry was bracing himself on his knees between Donna's spread thighs and was jabbing his cockhead against the older woman's puffy cuntlips. His face glistened with Donna's pussy juices, and the lewd sight only increased Connie's hot lust.
She watched as her husband plowed his prick into Donna's cunthole. Then she swung a leg over Donna's head and straddled her face, positioning her overheated pussy directly above Donna's mouth. The older woman wasted no time getting the message as she darted her tongue through Connie's quivering slit. Connie squirmed until Donna's tongue found her clit, then she lowered her cunt fully onto Donna's face.
Immediate shivers tingled throughout Connie's body as the older woman tongue-whipped her tender clit. At the same time, Larry was pounding his cock in and out of Donna's pussy, fucking her with resounding strokes.
"Now this is some party!" Larry gasped. "I think you two ladies have done this sort of thing before."
Connie stiffened slightly upon hearing his words, but the sensations ripping through her nerves more than snuffed out any feelings of panic she experienced. Besides, Connie knew there would be time enough later to wonder if Larry had set up this whole episode just to trap her into a confession. At the moment, Connie was to consumed with the erotic pleasure sweeping over her.
Larry's fierce fuckstrokes rocked Donna's body, but Connie clamped her thighs against the woman's head and maintained her position, riding her pussy back and forth over Donna's mouth. Sparks flared in the depths of Connie's fuck-tunnel as Donna's drilling tongue ignited a shuddering orgasm.
Connie slumped forward slightly as her cunt juice spilled out and filled the older woman's mouth. Her ecstasy swelled even as her nectar drained from her snatch. Donna's nibbling, sucking lips didn't miss a drop, and the feathery caresses of Donna's lips and tongue coaxed Connie's pussy into prolonged spasms.
The ecstasy of Connie's orgasm was suddenly interrupted by Larry pulling his prick from Donna's cunt and scooting up behind his wife. Connie felt his hands on her back as he pressed her forward, toppling her off Donna's face.
Connie shivered and glanced over her shoulder in time to see Larry holding his nectar-smeared fuckmeat in his hands and directing his mushroomy prickhead toward her upturned ass. She gasped and her nerves instantly tingled. There was no doubt what Larry was up to now. His prick was thoroughly lubed for the task. Connie just had time to hope that her asshole was flexible enough to accommodate Larry's thick, rigid fuckmeat.
She trembled as Larry pushed his cockhead against her puckered brownie. In the next second, she shrieked as he forced his fuckknob just inside her shitter.
When Larry pushed the rest of his cock into her asshole, the pain of the initial penetration took her breath away. But in a moment the pain subsided and wildly intense pleasure took over. She cried out as he humped his prick in and out of her tight shit-chute. A scorching friction engulfed the region of her shitter and she hollered guttural wails that pierced the otherwise stillness of the room.
With a deft maneuver, Larry moved a hand to Connie's cunt and flicked her clit while he continued to fuck her asshole. He increased the tempo of his fuck-strokes as he plowed his cock deep into her bowels while pinching her clit with his fingertips. Connie bellowed out her passion as the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure engulfed her.
In the midst of her bliss, Connie glimpsed Donna rolling away to the far side of the king size bed and rubbing her hands over her cunt. The older woman began masturbating as she watched Connie getting ass-fucked by Larry's pistoning prick.
With a suddenness that startled her senses, Connie came as her husband's cock continued to drill in and out of her shitter. Her asshole gripped Larry's prick as her pussy convulsed. Enormous vibrations rocked her body, jarring her into wild contortions. She buried her face against the mattress and squealed passionately.
Larry grunted, but controlled his own orgasm, continuing to fuck Connie's stretched bung. The brutal ass-fucking prolonged Connie's climax, and her nerves blazed under the constant rapture. She felt the sticky, hot juices sopping her cunt trickle down her legs. She howled and squirmed beneath her husband's pressing weight, savoring the delights of his battering prick as it tortured her tender shitter.
Never before had Connie experienced such a conflict of feelings. Exquisite sensations battled with burning pain as yet another shuddering orgasm ignited in the depths of her churning cunt channel. Hoarse whimpers ripped through her throat, muffled by the bedcovers as she endured this bone-jolting climax.
Her ecstasy was at its highest point when Larry shocked her by jerking his prick out of her asshole. He moved swiftly and positioned himself between Donna's open thighs. Without hesitation, he plunged his prick inside the forty-year-old woman's pussy.
"Oh, fuck me, Larry!" Donna hissed as she thrashed beneath him.
She wrapped her legs around his back and pulled him against her. Larry thrust his cock in a frenzy in and out of Donna's cunt and then he came, showering her with jism. Donna came at the same time, yelling her pleasure as she convulsed and humped against his spurting prick.
It was later as Larry poured the women drinks in the den that Connie learned just how few secrets she had kept from her husband. She eyed Donna and Larry with renewed curiosity and decided the two seemed very familiar with each other. When she mentioned her suspicions, Larry and Donna chuckled.
"Donna came to see me at work just after you and Joe got it on in his office," Larry explained. "She convinced me that I should start paying more attention to you or I might lose you." He paused and winked at Donna. "Donna also helped remind me that there was more to life than hustling a buck."
"Oh, really?" Connie said sarcastically, assuming a hands-on-hips stance.
"Hey, what are friends for?" Donna chirped, and the three laughed.
CHAPTER NINE
With Larry's raise, there was more than enough money to comfortably operate the household. But Connie wasn't about to quit her part-time job at the dress shop. Larry didn't object to her continuing to work for the Campbells. Besides, he enjoyed their frequent sexual foursomes as much as Connie did. And, as long as Larry was happy, Connie saw no reason to change things.
As for herself, Connie couldn't have been happier. Her marriage was better than ever. Larry was affectionate and loving, and their wild sex life seemed to enhance the pleasure of their private intimate times. Connie knew her husband was a desirable man, and she loved it when Donna begged him to fuck her with his wonderful prick. She felt a smug sense of pride knowing regardless of how many times Larry's prick jarred Donna into mindless orgasms, he saved the best of himself just for her.
Her horny next door neighbor, Ed Bower, still entertained her about one morning a week. Connie didn't tell Larry about these little adventures. After all, she reasoned, a girl was entitled to a few secrets. As for Paul, he had fallen so totally in love with a sexy cheerleader at his school that he had quit the dress shop work and gotten a job with his girlfriend at a hamburger chain. Connie missed the pleasant diversion of his youthful enthusiasm, but she was quite content otherwise with the way things were.
During the months since she and Larry had begun enjoying an open relationship, Connie had become close friends with Donna. The older woman became much more than a boss or an occasional lesbo lover. Her company and her help made her feel like an older sister to Connie.
On Connie's twenty-sixth birthday, Donna phoned and told her to take the whole day off.
She also mentioned that Connie should stay around the house. Donna was sending her a special birthday present.
An hour later when the doorbell rang, Connie's curiosity was overwhelming. When she opened the door and was greeted by the smiling face of a young male stripper she and Donna had admired frequently during afternoon coffee breaks, she gasped and giggled in pleased surprise. The male stripper worked at a club a block from the dress shop and he beamed a broad smile of recognition as he entered the home of a regular afternoon patron.
"Donna Campbell thought I would be a perfect gift," the young man said as Connie led him straight toward the bedroom. "She said I was to warm you up for the big birthday party your husband is planning for you tonight."
Connie chuckled as she closed the bedroom door behind them and started immediately to strip. "Mickey, you are the perfect birthday present to get me warmed up."
The stud was perhaps twenty. He had curly brown hair and clear, deep blue eyes. His handsome features weren't the rugged type that Connie preferred, but Mickey's magazine cover, pretty boy good-looks were far from a turn-off. He would be, she knew, a very enjoyable change of pace. He certainly had all the erotic dancer's moves' down pat, and when he stripped down on stage to his string bikini briefs, there was no hiding the mammoth bulge of a promisingly huge prick. Now, as Connie stretched naked across her bed, she licked her lips in eager anticipation of sampling his impressive fuckmeat for the first time.
"Mmmm, I was worried you padded your crotch at the club," she purred when he had finally stripped and started approaching the bed. Her eyes bugged at the sight of his monster cock throbbing up and out to an easy nine-inch length. "I see now that nobody can accuse you of false advertising."
Mickey laughed softly as he eased onto the bed and gently covered one of her nipples with his lips. He carefully clamped his lips around the stiff, trapped nipple and started flicking his tongue across the sensitive bud. Erotic jolts raced through Connie's nerves as he tongue-whipped her nipple and massaged her free tit with his strong hand.
"Oh, yes, lick my tits, honey," she murmured, shivering with horny delight. "Yes, yes, that feels so good!"
He moved to her other tit and repeated the process, making her nipples stand stiffly and tingle with sensations. His thick, huge slab of fuckmeat rested against her silky thigh, igniting her arousal and making her pussylips puff and twitch with anticipation. She practically swooned as he turned her on so fast.
He started sucking on her tits, drawing huge amounts of her luscious tit-melons into his mouth as he went from tit to tit. She groaned and ran her hands over his lean, hard body. Passion swelled inside her and Connie had no trouble surrendering to the pleasure coursing through her.
Then, when she thought she would come just from his tit-tickling activity, he dragged his tongue down her flat belly and tangled it in the damp, curly patch of her dark pussy fur. Her body tensed and her clit danced wildly. She felt his hot breath bathe her puffy cuntlips and soothe her pulsing cunt pulp. A guttural hiss whistled through her throat as she suddenly reached down and grabbed his head. She pushed his face lower to her cunt with an urgency that was completely instinctive.
He wedged his hands beneath her body and gripped her ass as he held her dark-haired pussy up for his inspection. He seemed to take careful aim as he darted his tongue right into her cunthole.
"Ooohhhhh! Yyyyesssss!" she shrieked, automatically arching her back and thrusting her trembling pussy against his mouth. "Eat my cunt, baby! Tongue-fuck my pussy with your beautiful mouth! Oh, God, yes, suck my pussy!"
His tongue pistoned in and out of her shuddering cunthole, licking up the sticky nectar clinging to her flexing pussywalls with each trip inside. He didn't miss an inch of her spasming pussy pulp as he stroked it with his swabbing tongue. He reamed her pussyhole, then concentrated on her hairy cuntlips. He licked and sucked and nibbled until he closed in on her twitching clit. Then, with skilled precision, he closed his lips around the magic fuck-button and sucked on it gently.
Connie went wild. Her arms and legs thrashed and her body heaved and jerked on the bed. A thunderous orgasm jarred her nerves and she yelled a throaty wail of raw passion. Her pussy squirted clear nectar as mighty spasms rocked her entire body.
Then Mickey drilled his tongue straight into her shuddering cunt channel. He whipped his tongue around inside her velvety pussy walls, intensifying her pleasure and giving her another tremendous orgasm.
"I'm coming again, Mickey!" she yelled, gasping and whimpering at the same time. "Oh, fuck, I'm coming so much! So hard!"
Her hands rushed to hold his head as she squeezed her thighs around his face. She humped in a frenzy, force-feeding him her pussy juice. As she felt his tongue licking furiously against her shuddering pussy pulp and gulping down her cascading nectar, she quivered with fresh excitement. Guttural wails sounded from her throat as the pleasure built to the point where her hands were clawing his head. Desire and pleasure totally swept her senses. Her smoldering cunt leaked juices and her pussywalls flexed and heaved as she bucked and twisted.
"Oooohhhh, yes, baby!" she yelped breathlessly. "Keep it up, honey! Oh, ooohhhhh, you marvelous stud! You're sucking my pussy inside-out!"
Finally, as the passion subsided, Connie felt her nerves relax and her body gradually went limp. Her muscles twitched occasionally and it took several seconds for her to catch her breath, but Connie eventually calmed to the point where she was grinning at her surprise-lover. His handsome face was smeared with her cunt-drippings, making him especially alluring, she thought.
"I should have birthdays more often," she cooed as he stretched out beside her on his back. "This sort of workout could keep a girl young forever!"
He chuckled. "I was supposed to warm you up for tonight," he gasped. "I don't think you needed much help with that. You were pretty hot before I even got started."
"Well, darling, I won't tell anyone if you don't," she purred.
They both laughed as Connie slowly swung a leg across his thighs and pushed herself up until she was straddling the stud's crotch. His impressive prick was jutting straight up, proud and tall and very inviting. Connie licked her lips as she leaned forward and wrapped her fingers around the thick root of his fuckmeat. The mammoth prick leaped instantly against her warm touch and Connie thrilled. It was like grabbing a hard, burning log!
Suddenly she couldn't wait to have this tremendous cock implanted all the way inside her twat. Her pussy, still wet and juicy from the marvelous climaxes his tongue had produced, began to twitch and spasm in horny anticipation. There was, after all, nothing better than a stiff, huge prick to really satisfy a hot pussy.
Connie moved deliberately, keeping her fingers interlocked around the base of his cock as she sat up and positioned her puffy cuntlips directly above his engorged fuck-knob. She lowered her crotch down until his massive cockhead was wedged between her trembling cuntlips. Then, with a shriek, she collapsed down onto the rigid fuckpole. His prick sliced neatly into her pussy passage, blistering her quaking cuntwalls as it filled her fuck-tunnel. Her shriek became a guttural moan of raw passion as her cunthole glutted on the fuckmeat.
She twitched her hips and rocked her ass in broad, greedy circles, savoring the exquisite sensations of his enormous prick stuffing her spasming pussy channel. Then, she started bouncing up and down on the mammoth cock, sliding the huge fuckmeat hard into the deepest depths of her juice-drenched cunt cavity.
"Fuck it, baby!" he panted. "Oh, yeah! Fuck my cock!"
He reached down to grip her asscheeks as she rode his cock in a fierce urgency of raging lust. Sparks pelted her senses and exploded throughout her body as she sprang up and down on the stud's cock. Suddenly, as a violent orgasm threatened to rip through her cunt, Connie bounded upward, freeing his nectar-coated prick from her shuddering pussy. In the next instant, she came down hard again, but this time aiming her puckered asshole directly at the squinty-eyed piss-slit in the center of his cockhead.
The lovers cried out passionately as his unyielding prickhead hit her tight shitter. Then, with his hands squeezing into her asscheeks, he slid his fuckmeat in place and knifed it halfway into her brownie. The rest of his cock slid in smoothly as Connie pressed down and he humped upward.
"Aaaahhhhh!" she bellowed, echoing the guttural cries that ripped through the stud's throat.
His huge cock stabbed into her bowels, rapidly building a pleasure so intense that Connie was afraid she might faint. White-hot flashes streaked through her body as his cock plugged her shitter. She trembled violently and her body swayed back and forth, held upright securely by his ramrod stiff prick.
"Move!" he snapped. "Fuck it!" he panted.
The stud humped up, driving his cock hard in and out of her asshole as Connie twitched and squirmed. She began moving up and down on his fuckmeat, feeling the sizzling heat as she rode his cock with her shitter.
Connie shrieked an horrendous cry of pleasure as her ass muscles clamped around his cock. A thunderous orgasm rocked through her pussy as the stud reached for her tits and squeezed them without missing a single stroke of his prick into her brownie.
"Aaahhhh!" she gasped. "Yyyeeessss!" Fuck my ass, baby! Oh, God, your big cock is splitting me in two!"
She thrust back and her pelvis pitched into the act as she moved into his rhythm. She threw her head back, letting her long dark hair fall down to brush across his thighs. At the same time, Connie yelped as his fondling fingertips pinched her stiff nipples. Shudders quaked her senses and her body contorted in a frenzy. Her pussy gushed clear, hot juice and her shitter milked his driving prick.
The intense ecstasy was almost too much to bear as Connie twisted atop his cock. She howled as yet another climax ripped through her cunt.
"Fuck, baby!" she panted. "Keep it going! Oh, yes, this is what I need! Oooohhhh, yes, fuck my ass good!"
Suddenly, he rammed his cock up to the hilt, and Connie wailed passionately. The hot juice was spurting from her cunt even as she felt his boiling load of jism splash into her bowels.
"Keep your ass moving," he ordered through gritted teeth. "Yes, yes, just like that! Oh, don't stop fucking back at my cock!"
She didn't stop fucking. Connie was no longer in control of her own body. The lust and the multiple orgasms jolting through her had long since taken over, and her actions and movements were instinctive and automatic. Her ass muscles flexed and convulsed, sucking another rapid-fire come from him. His huge fuckmeat leaped inside her shit-chute and belch- ed another spasm of spunk.
The stud arched his back off the bed as his cock exploded more jizz into her tight asshole. Still, Connie continued to twist and contort above him, corkscrewing her shitter around his spurting prick. With each movement, she seemed to milk more jizz from his balls. Her asshole sucked up every drop of his powerful load, relentlessly pulling on his leaping cock.
Finally, he was drained. Connie slumped forward and rested her head on his muscular chest. Their grunts and groans slowly subsided until they lay listening to each other's soft, contented moans and sighs.
A lewd grin slowly curved Connie's lips as she reflected on how this was surely going to be her most memorable birthday ever.
CHAPTER TEN
The elaborate dinner party held in honor of Connie's birthday included lots of fine wine, warm chatter and cozy company. Donna and Joe Campbell had made the reservations at the fancy restaurant, and Connie had a marvelous time as she and Larry and the Campbells feasted on the food, the wine and each other's intimate conversations.
Toward the end of the birthday dinner, Joe suggested they all retire to his home and continue the celebration. Connie was tempted to accept his invitation to indulge in another of their wanton sexual foursomes, but on this special night, she had an overwhelming desire to be alone with her husband.
The day and the night had become special for Connie. Throughout the charming dinner, she found herself holding Larry's hand and rubbing her leg against his beneath the table. They exchanged several lusty glances during the evening, each signaling their own personal desire and affection. To Connie, it seemed only appropriate that she and Larry cap off the fabulous evening alone.
It was almost midnight when they returned home and Larry ushered her into the den. He started to mix them a nightcap, but Connie could no longer resist doing what her bubbling passion dictated. At once, she sank to her knees in front of him, her hands greedily pulling at the zipper of his slacks.
"God, I've wanted to do this all night!" she panted. She gulped happily as his veiny prickshaft sprang into view and throbbed against her clutching fingers.
Larry chuckled. "Promise me you'll never torture yourself this way any more. Anytime you just have to suck my cock, feel free."
Connie moaned as she leaned forward and circled her soft lips around the swollen knob of his prick. She cooed and sighed as she licked the smooth flesh of his bulbous cockhead, wet- ting it thoroughly with her warm saliva. She thrilled to the raw, steamy scent of his crotch and the sexy, masculine taste of his fuckmeat.
Connie held the thick base of his cock in one hand, savoring the heat that radiated from his pulsing fuckmeat. She let her mouth glide along his meaty prick, relishing the way it surged at her, growing thicker and harder by the second. After a moment, she moved her other hand up along the crack of his ass, letting her fingernails gently scrape around the sensitive pucker of his asshole.
"Mmmmm! Baby, you always know exactly how to turn me on," he rasped, his legs trembling as excitement rushed over him.
Connie shuddered and eagerly tongued the pulsing length of her husband's prick, swirling her tongue over and around his fuckmeat. She tasted and licked every inch of his horny cock, then cupped the engorged fuck-knob between her lips and sucked.
The hot, moist vacuum of her mouth around his cockhead made Larry sigh moans of sheer pleasure. "Yes, baby, yes! Suck my cock, honey! Oh, yeah, you are one super cock-sucker!"
"I never get tired sucking your prick," Connie murmured around her mouthful of tasty cock. "I love sucking your cock almost as much as I love getting it rammed up my cunthole."
Spasms shivered through Larry's body as he dropped his hands down on his wife's head and tangled his fingers in her dark hair. His horny response to her cocksucking thrilled Connie. She loved turning on her sexy young husband. She continued to mouth and suck the slab of fuckmeat that twitched against her lips and tongue. She made a game of teasing his tiny pisser with her tongue-tip, flicking her tongue at the slit repeatedly. Then she delighted in opening her lips as wide as possible and sucking as much of his cock as possible inside her hot mouth.
Larry began to move aggressively as the sensations of her actions obviously got to him. He started thrusting his prick into her mouth, fucking it with steadily increasing fuck-strokes. He swooned as she reacted by eagerly enveloping his driving cock with her lips and mouth, creating a welcoming tube for his raging fuckmeat.
Larry pressed upward against her sucking mouth and drove more of his prick into her lips, grunting excitedly as he did. Connie tilted her head and stretched her lips to allow his thick cockshaft to move smoothly in and out of her mouth.
"Oooohhhhhhh, honey, this is the best!" he hissed, twisting her curls between his clenched fingers and trembling violently.
His phase only added to the arousal she felt. Connie loved to suck cock. She especially loved the feeling of taking all of his husband's prick inside her churning mouth. She loved the action even more when her husband suddenly began using her mouth aggressively. It thrilled her the way he began to overpower her mouth with his pistoning cock. She savored the surging strength of his prick as he rammed it between her ringed lips.
Larry's moans and hisses intensified at her eager cocksucking. His grip tightened on her hair as he held her face in proper position to keep fucking her mouth. His engorged prick battered her mouth and throat until she had to gasp for breath. She quivered and felt an electric jolt in her juicy pussy as the face-fucking friction increased.
A low, throaty growl of lust sounded from between Larry's clenched teeth. His hips flexed as he pounded his cock deep into Connie's willing mouth. His entire body shuddered, and Connie knew the eruption of his come was only moments away.
She was experiencing her own blissful joy as his orgasm neared. She could feel her growing passion ripple through her cunt. Hungrily, she mouthed and massaged Larry's plunging prick, flicking her tongue out to further tingle the sensitive underside of his cock.
"Oh, fuck, here it comes, Connie!" he warned just as wads of thick, pulpy spunk jetted down her throat. "Drink it, baby. Swallow every drop!"
Held securely between his strong fingers, Connie could do nothing but obey his commands. Of course she wanted nothing more than to gulp down his jism. She groaned as she swallowed his thick load.
Ropes of come splattered violently into her throat, and she struggled to keep from choking on the fiery come. The spewing shower of jizz filled her mouth and throat, but she managed to gulp it down.
As the long flow of his come finally tapered off, Larry suddenly gathered Connie up in his arms and carried her out of the den and to the bedroom. She squealed with delight at the way her husband literally swept her off her feet, then deposited her gently in the middle of their bed.
Larry quickly stripped off his clothes and stretched out beside Connie. He moved slowly now, thrilling her as he began undressing her. He gave her a smiling look as he exposed her ripe, full tits.
"You almost made me forget that this is your birthday, and not mine," Larry rasped with a leering grin. "The way you went after my cock, I thought you were going to eat me alive."
"I'd been thinking about getting that cock of yours in my mouth all evening. I just couldn't wait," she whispered.
"You sure proved it," he said, gently easing her dress off her shapely body. "And I'm about to prove how much I've been wanting to fuck your beautiful cunt."
Connie moaned as he slipped her bikini panties down and off her long legs. He then tangled his fingers in the downy dark curls of her pussy, lightly scratching them over her damp, trembling cuntlips.
She glanced down and was pleased to see his cock quickly burgeoning into a stiff, proud hard-on. She marveled at his ability to become aroused so soon after blasting a gusher into her throat. This was certainly more like the man she had married, and she was overjoyed that Larry was once again the same virile stud he had been on their honeymoon.
She gasped as his grazing fingers teased her slit. "Mmmmm, Larry, fuck me now. Please give me your cock."
Larry deftly pried apart her creamy cuntlips with his fingertips and gingerly probed into the glistening pink pulp of her pussy. He flashed a lewd grin as she groaned and squirmed.
"I'm so fucking horny for you to fuck me, baby," she panted. "I love the feel of your prick in my cunt. Oh, honey, please fuck my pussy!"
"Now how can I refuse the wishes of my birthday girl?" he said.
With that, Larry aimed his bloated fuck-knob down against Connie's juicy pussy as he knelt between her wide-spread thighs. She lifted her hips slightly and sucked in a quick, gasping breath as she felt his ballooning cockhead nestle against her hot cunt-slit. She squealed as Larry thrust his prick forward, slipping the head of his cock into the socket of her cunthole. Pushing harder, his cock popped into place with an almost audible snap, and Connie yelped with raw pleasure.
She went into a frenzy of motion as her aroused body responded to the penetration of his prick into her cunthole. She moved her shapely ass and began humping up and down on the bed. She squealed as her husband's cock stimulated every part of her juicy, smoldering pussy.
Larry grunted with his own pleasure as he sawed his prick in and out of her syrupy pussy. He rode her expertly as she copied the rhythm of his fuck-motions. Her hips moved from side to side, and her fuck-tunnel spasmed, milking anxiously on his pumping prick.
"Yes, yyyeeessssssss! Fuck me, baby!" she yelled. "Deeper! Fuck me hard! Fuck me all the way up my pussy! Really ram your cock into me!"
Again and again, Larry fucked his cock into her slippery, shuddering cunt channel, burying every inch of his prick with each fierce stroke. Her pussy squeezed around his driving fuckmeat, massaging and milking it as wild sensations crackled through every nerve in her body. Her burning cunt sleeved his pounding prick, setting her off into involuntary contortions as her legs thrashed high above his body.
She belched a throaty yell of passion as his balls slapped against her ass each time his prickhead nudged her womb. Sensations were just as great each time he ripped his cock from her grasping snatch. The friction was overwhelming, and Connie tossed her head from side to side and arched her pelvis up to meet his mighty fuck-thrusts.
A jolting climax rattled through her pussy as his driving prick scraped her distended, sensitive clit. The orgasm surprised Connie as she wailed her pleasure. Her pussy convulsed and closed around his drilling cock even as her cunt juices bathed his cock.
"Oh, God, Larry! I'm coming so much!" she shrieked. "Oh, baby, you're fucking me better than ever!"
The orgasm only seemed to intensify her arousal. Connie was wild with desire as her husband's prick continued to plow in and out of her shuddering cunt. Her pussy cavern blazed with cascading nectar, and seemed to glow from the whipping friction created by Larry's penetrating cock.
Larry never slowed the pace of his fucking. He kept plunging into her pussy during her orgasm, spinning her senses and pushing her into an ocean of her own lust. She made frantic lunges of her hips, fucking back at his driving prick. Her writhing cunt clamped around his fuckmeat as wonderful vibrations tickled her nerves.
Connie shuddered and screamed at the exhilarating pleasure. Her fingers clutched Larry's pumping ass and raked along the sweaty flesh as her cunt fluttered and heaved into another violent orgasm. A startled shock of ecstasy engulfed her and Connie was forced to surrender all control Of her body to the overpowering sensations dominating her senses.
Her whole world became her convulsing pussy. Her husband's hard-driving cock had propelled her into a whirlpool of lust where she was merely an extension of the ecstasy filling her. Another rebounding climax rocketed through her, and she heard herself utter a whispered groan of blissful satisfaction.
A strangled grunt from her husband brought her back to reality. Impulsively, Connie pulled away from Larry just as his cock started to spew a load of boiling spunk into her juicy cunthole. She twisted around and ducked her head down toward Larry's erupting prick. As he watched in lewd fascination, the horny wife lowered her mouth to his cock and gluttonously gobbled the last spurts of foamy come.
Larry groaned as Connie sucked him dry. When she finally released his prickhead from her lips, she blinked up at him and smiled sweetly. She licked her lips, then sprawled back on the bed, stretching out and purring with obvious contentment.
"You always make it exciting, don't you?" Larry rasped, his lips spreading into a wide grin.
"It's the great inspiration you give me, darling," she cooed, fingering the necklace he had given her earlier for her birthday, and matched his lewd grin. Then, Connie stretched her right leg out and tickled his balls with her toes. "I just love getting inspired."
