Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, painting or fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies-wild dreams that we seldom expect to come true.
Is it best to repress our desires and fantasies, or to bring them out into the open and act upon them? Does their repression lead to sickness, or does their fulfillment bring shame? No one has yet been able to answer these questions satisfactorily.
In EAGER SUCKING WIFE, a young wife decides not to repress her desires and fantasies-and finds that she must suffer the consequences, while discovering ultimate happiness.
This story deals with a sexual dilemma that confronts all of us, in one form or another. We cannot pass judgment on an individual's solutions. We can only look at them with an open mind, seeing how some members of our society face the problem.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Ted bobbed his head up and down between Barbie's legs. He fucked his tongue in and out of her juice-slick pussy with shallow but eager thrusts.
"That's good, hon," Barbie said in a bored voice. "If you keep that up, I think I'll come."
"You think you'll come? I'm beating my brains out eating you and you think you'll come?"
"I'm sure I will, hon. Honest. Keep sticking your tongue in there and I'm pretty sure I'll come."
"Damn woman," Ted mumbled, his voice muffled by her bristly-lipped pussy.
"Don't get mad, hon. You know how I am. It takes me a long time to heat up."
"Bullshit. If you concentrated instead of thinking about God-knows-what, you'd come."
The big-titted brunette sighed as she toyed with his hair. She felt a shiver of excitement when her hard-working husband opened his jaws wide and clamped his lips around her pussy.
"That's real good, hon," she said. "Honest. If you keep licking me like that, I just know I'll come."
"You probably won't, but I sure get off eating you. You're a bitch, but you've got a tasty cunt."
"Let's not fight, Ted. Just keep sticking your tongue in there and I'm sure I'll make it."
He thrust his tongue around her pussy-folds and eagerly licked up her fuck juices. He pushed his hands under her rounded asscheeks and tilted her ass up.
Her mind was elsewhere as he ground his mouth against her pussy. Poor Ted, she thought. He does try. It's not his fault that I'm bored with him. Bored with marriage and with my whole life really.
"So fucking good," he muttered.
"Keep sucking, hon," she said, patting his head.
She stifled a yawn. It wasn't fair. She'd been the prettiest girl in her high school class. Prom queen, too. And she'd married the handsomest boy. They'd been the lucky ones, everyone said. They had it all. Why, then, wasn't she happy?
Ted had a good job with excellent prospects for the future. They had a nice little house, and Barbie was able to spend her time as she pleased.
She had friends who envied her, girls who were still single at twenty-one, who worked at boring jobs. They thought Ted was the greatest thing since sliced bread. And, from their vantage point, he was. But they weren't married to him.
Now Barbie stroked his hair. He was a hunk. Now in his early twenties, he hadn't gained an ounce since high school. He still had the same great football player's body. The same outgoing personality.
And he adored her. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do to make her happy. Even now he was struggling to bring her off. And eventually he would. Eventually he would fuck her and she might come. But it wouldn't be enough. It never was.
Barbie distractedly played with her tits as Ted fingered her asshole. She liked having her asshole frigged. It felt good when he stuck a finger into her ass while he licked her clit.
She sighed loudly. She was convinced she had gotten married too young. Maybe she was one of those women who should have had a fling before settling down, gone out with a variety of men.
But it was too late for that now. The thought of divorce frightened her. She knew she was still gorgeous, but pretty girls were a dime a dozen. No, divorce was out of the question. Besides, she loved Ted, in her own way.
"Stick your finger in my asshole, hon," she said. "Lick my clit and stick your finger in my ass. Your thumb. It's nice and thick. I think I'll come soon."
Ted flicked his tongue around the mouth of her cunt. He darted the tip over her clit and into her pussyhole. He rubbed his lips against her clit and took the tiny organ between his teeth. At the same time he slowly forced his thumb into her shitter.
And it was. She was beginning to feel turned on. At last! She wriggled her ass and held his head imprisoned between her thighs.
"I love licking your pussy, honey. Sweet pussy. It gets sweeter every year."
"Keep going, baby. Keep licking and frigging my ass. I think I'm going to have a big come any minute."
"I'm going to fuck you soon."
"Good." She wasn't ready, but she didn't want to argue with him.
"You want to get fucked now?"
"I always want you to fuck me. You know that."
"How much do you want it?"
"Bad." She tugged on his arms. "Come on, baby. Stick it to me. Give me the old in-andout."
With a grin, Ted raised his head, sat up and presented his prick to his wife. Barbie took hold and pumped. His cock was very hard.
"It's nice and hard, hon," she said. "I can just barely move the skin."
"It's all for you, babe. All for your hot little pussy."
"Come on, put it in, hon." She continued squeezing his prickshaft.
"You're beautiful when you're horny, you know it?"
He kissed her and she tasted her pussy on his lips. "Come on, darling, fuck me. I don't want to lose the momentum."
"Jesus, what a woman." He lowered himself over her and rested his prick on her cunt slit.
When she felt his cock on her horny pussy gash, she trembled and moaned. Maybe tonight would be different. Maybe tonight she would feel the old thrill. The same thrill she used to feel before they got married.
"Fuck me, baby," she whimpered, pulling him closer. "Put it in, please."
"Oh, baby, will I!"
Ted slipped the head of his cock into her snug wet cunt. He paused and kissed her. Their tongues entwined momentarily. He gave her an inch or two of his prickshaft. She felt her pussy stretch open to accommodate his prick. w
"That's good, hon," she said. And it was. Basically she loved sex.
She squealed hoarsely when the mushroom-shaped head of his cock inched up her cunt tunnel. Ted grabbed her tits and squeezed.
"You're so gorgeous, honey," he said.
Barbie stroked his ass and tried to force more of his cock into her. "Give me the rest of it, hon."
"Beg me," he teased.
"Don't make me beg, you bastard."
He withdrew slightly, leaving only his cockhead inside her. "You love it when I tease you. Come on, honey. Beg me."
"Oh, Ted, for God's sake, put it in!"
"Temper, temper."
He lunged forward, thrusting his prick all the way into her cunt and slapping his balls against her ass. She wrapped her legs around his back and humped back at him.
"Bang away, stud," she said.
Suddenly he held her tight and rolled over onto his back. She landed on top, his cock packed into her cunt.
"Shake that gorgeous ass of yours," he grinned.
Barbie snarled playfully and leaned over to kiss him. "Bastard. Making me do all the work."
She stayed in that position for a few minutes. They french kissed and he fondled her tits. She was turned on, but something was missing. As usual she didn't know what it was. Maybe the magic of new love. Maybe some sort of unrealistic expectation on her part.
Still, it felt good to have Ted's big cock inside her. She squeezed her cunt around it and ground her clit against his pelvic bone.
He guided one of her fat pink nipples into his mouth. He licked all around the stiff nub and rammed his prick more deeply into her pussy.
"That's very nice, hon," she said. "Keep sucking my tits."
He grabbed her tits and pulled her forward. He went from one boob to the other, sucking, kissing and licking the swollen tips. He sucked gently at first and as he became more aroused he began gnawing on them.
"Yes, bite them," Barbie moaned, shaking her ass.
"I'm giving it everything I've got," Ted said. "I know, hon. It's in real deep. Nice and deep. There. That's good. Your cock's going in so deep I swear I can feel it in my belly."
"Your pussy's squeezing it. It feels like a glove around my prick. Shit, that's good. Your cunt's going to squeeze my balls dry."
"Not yet, hon. Don't come yet."
"You tell me when you're ready."
"It'll be a while."
"Fuck!" He rolled over and again landed on top of her.
"Stop complaining. Doesn't it feel good? Doesn't it feel good when my pussy snaps around your prick?"
"Yeah."
"I can feel it snapping. Biting down on your dick."
"Yeah, what a monster you are." He grinned.
"Slow down, hon. Stop rushing. I'm not ready."
"After all that sucking?"
"Easy, babe, easy. You know it takes me longer."
"Jesus, Barb!" He lifted her ass and fucked his prick into her. She had been very aroused, but his aggressive ness was turning her off. She knew he would come soon and probably leave her horny. Even if she came, it wouldn't be enough. It was never enough.
"Shit! Fuck! Son-of-a-bitch!" he hissed. He hated to wait for her.
"It's getting close, hon," she said, stifling a yawn. Where was the romance? Where was the magic they used to share?
Ted seemed to enjoy their sex life as much as ever. Despite his complaints, he was always after her. Even now, his cock was stabbing into her. All that did to her pussy was make it tender. She was getting bored with the relentless thrusting.
"Fuck me, hon," she said to encourage him. "Fuck your hard cock into my pussy."
"That's what I'm doing. Jesus, you're as tight as a virgin."
He sucked hard on her tits and squeezed her ass. He chewed on one nipple and then the other, shaking his head and burying his face against her tits.
"It's good, hon," she lied. "Real good. I'm going to come good tonight."
"When?" His cock surged into her pussy and his balls slapped into her ass.
"Soon. Like I said, I need a little more time." To herself she said, Why do I bother?
"My balls are starting to ache."
"Bullshit."
"Honest. They're turning blue."
"If you really want to come, go ahead and come. But remember, I'm not ready."
She felt him struggle for control. She knew he was dying to come and fill her cunt with his thick fuck-glue. But basically he was a good guy and he wanted to please her. So he kept fucking into her, again and again.
"Tell me when you're close," he panted.
She decided to put him out of his misery. "Now, hon. I'm close now."
"Close ain't there."
He sucked on a mouthful of titflesh while he fucked his prick into her. The ramming both excited her and turned her off. She knew in her heart that whatever he did it would be the wrong thing. She was bored with her husband. It was as simple as that.
"I'm going to fuck you until you come," he said.
"Oh, Ted, come now. You know you want to."
"Not until you're ready. Come on, bounce that ass. Let it out."
She knew he would be true to his word. When he wanted to, he could ride her for hours at a stretch. And she was getting tired of the effort. The results weren't worth working up a sweat over.
What I need is a little variety, she thought. Out loud she said, "Oh, baby, don't stop! You're fucking me so good. Wow! It feels like a bomb going off in my cunt."
"What a fuck, huh, honey? What a wild fuck!"
And then he came. Thick wads of jism crashed into her. She felt the heat deep inside, coupled with the savage stroking of his prick.
An orgasm gripped her, making her cry out and causing her pussy to spasm. And then nothing. Ted, however, was still coming.
"Aaahhh!" he yelled. "Aaahhh!"
Suddenly Barbie's own intense needs took over, and she began wriggling her ass wildly and squeezing her cunt around his prick.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she chanted, trying to force his cock more deeply inside her. "Do it to me!"
"Oh, baby, keep fucking like that! Keep squeezing my prick!"
"It's happening, hon. It's happening. Feel my pussy? It's exploding."
And it was. Her pussy contracted around Ted's cock and coaxed every last drop of jism out of his balls.
"You're killing me," he groaned. "Jesus, you're sucking the come out of my nuts."
That was exactly what Barbie wanted. She rocked her ass and shoved one of her tits into his mouth. She guided his free hand to her ass.
"Stick your finger in my asshole," she cried.
His cock was dwindling, but his prick still rasped against her clit with every stroke. He managed to shove a finger into her ass and leave it imbedded in her bowels.
"Don't stop now," she said. "Keep banging me. Oh, Jesus, fuck my guts out! Fuck my brains out!"
She gave one final shriek and then she relaxed.
Ted stopped thrusting, but he stayed on top of her.
"Do you want more?" he said.
She opened her eyes. "Is your cock still hard?"
"Yeah. Can't you feel it?"
"Okay, do it some more."
He began fucking her again. Her pussy was so sensitive, she came quickly. He continued fucking and soon his cock was very hard again.
"Not many guys can get two hard-ons in a row," he snickered.
"Let me roll over onto my belly."
"I don't like that position. You know I don't like it."
Barbie gritted her teeth. "But I like it. It's good for me."
"Forget it." He rubbed her clit and fucked his prick all the way into her depths. "I'm the one with the miracle stick. Remember?"
She looked up at him. He was so handsome. So masculine. Why wasn't it enough for her? Why did she need something elusive? Something she wasn't even able to identify?
"Okay, stay on top," she said, slipping her hands under her ass and ramming her cunt up at him.
"That's my girl," he said, lowering his head and kissing her. "I knew you'd see it my way eventually."
Barbie began moaning then. Despite herself, she was coming and it was good. Hot waves of pleasure took over her body. Ted's cock pulsated inside her as together they climaxed.
Just before sleep overtook her, she decided there was only one solution to her problem. She had to cheat on Ted. What he didn't know, wouldn't hurt him. And she had to have more than he was giving her. She just had to.
CHAPTER TWO
Barbie was relieved to find the man was clean-cut and well-groomed. Relieved because she had come to the singles bar determined to go to bed with the first man who approached her.
He was about thirty-five and he had the kind of looks that turned her on. And he was obviously flirting with her. Yes, he was the man she would have her first affair with. She was certain of that.
Suddenly he turned to face her and lifted his glass. "May I buy you a drink, young lady?"
She raised her glass and took a sip. "Thanks. I've already got one, but maybe later."
He caught her meaning. "My pleasure. Have I seen you here before? Incidentally, my name is Clint. Clint Walker."
"Barbie," she said.
"No last name?"
"Does it matter?"
She noted his quizzical glance at her ring finger. She hadn't bothered removing her wedding ring. She tossed her hair over one shoulder and met his gaze.
"It doesn't matter to me if it doesn't matter to you," he said, his voice softer than before.
He motioned to the bartender who quickly brought them fresh drinks.
"I guess they know you here," Barbie said when the bartender whisked away her half-finished drink.
Clint smiled slowly and took a big gulp of his drink. "They should."
"Oh? Do you come here a lot?"
"Every day. I own this place."
He swiveled his seat around and faced her.
She crossed her legs and shrugged.
"I guess you try to make all women like me who come in alone feel comfortable because it's good for business," she said.
"I try and make everyone who comes in here happy."
She felt her cheeks grow warm. He was just being nice. "Well, you've done your duty. I'll be just fine."
"Hey." He put his hand on her arm when she began turning away. "What's wrong? Did I say something?"
"No. You own this place and you're nice to women who come in alone. Well, now you can go be nice to someone else. I'll be just fine."
"Would you like a cigarette?"
"No, I don't smoke."
"You're being silly."
"Am I?"
"I started talking to you because I find you very attractive. I noticed you the minute you walked into the place."
Barbie wasn't about to argue with him. Why should he lie? In any case, she was definitely attracted to the guy.
He lit a cigarette, took a drag and handed it to her. "Take a puff. It'll cool you down.
You've got a hot temper. Why am I always attracted to women with hot tempers?"
Barbie inhaled deeply and handed him the cigarette. Her fingers shook. "Don't tell me your troubles. I've got enough of my own."
He toyed with his drink. "Is one of them the guy you live with?"
"Let's leave personalities out of this."
"Okay. Listen, I don't know what to make of you. You come into a place like this. The chicks who come here are, if you'll pardon me, looking to get laid. Then you get mad because you think I've got ulterior motives. If you weren't so pretty, I sweat I'd split."
She turned to him and smiled. "But you're not splitting."
"Hell, no. You intrigue me."
"Why? Because I'm different from your usual clientele?"
"Maybe. Maybe I just like your body."
"Oh? Then all this is just a build up."
"I wouldn't say yes and I wouldn't say no."
Barbie shook her head. "You're confusing me."
"No, I'm not. You know exactly what's happening. We both do. And you're enjoying it as much as I am. It'll make what happens later that much more enjoyable."
She lowered her lashes and swung one leg back and forth. "You're very sure of yourself."
He moved his lips close to her ear. "So are you. That's why we like each other."
She was getting more turned-on by the moment. "Maybe." She took a sip of her drink.
"Would you like another drink or can I talk you into splitting with me."
"Don't you have to stick around?"
"No. I have a perfectly good manager over there. I only stay a short time. Just to check things out. What do you say?" He cocked an eyebrow.
"I have a car here."
"Leave it. You can get it later. I have a place on the beach I think you'll like. Do you like the beach?"
"I love it."
"I knew I'd come up with something that would please you."
She linked her arm through his as they left the bar. They reached his beach house in less than half an hour. A houseboy appeared, brought a bottle of chilled champagne and disappeared again.
While Clint was opening the champagne, Barbie went to the powder room to freshen her make-up. She also wanted to prepare herself psychologically for her first affair.
The booze had helped. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes glittered. Her cheeks were flushed. She looked as excited as she felt. The thought of having a strange cock rammed up her pussy had certainly improved her looks.
She smiled at her image in anticipation of her first affair. She peed, spent a moment wiping herself and at the same time fingering her pussy. Then she dabbed some perfume between her legs and on her cleavage before returning to the living room.
"In here," Clint said as she passed a bedroom.
She started inside, paused and giggled. Clint was sitting on the bed stark naked.
He smiled and raised his champagne glass. "Yours is over there. Drink up. Don't worry. I didn't start without you."
Barbie finished her champagne in four gulps. "Maybe I started without you." She smiled.
"I hope you did." He sat with his legs open, purposely showing her his cock. He glanced down. His cock was half hard and big. "Does it meet with your approval?"
She decided to tease him. "At this point, would it matter if it didn't?"
He held his hand out. "Come here."
She sat down next to him on the bed. He wasted no time in taking her into his arms. Just as he brought his mouth down on hers, she giggled.
"Nice place you've got here."
His lips crushed hers. "Glad you like it."
She gave him her tongue and he gave her his. His hands were all over her. Searching. Exploring. Caressing.
"You're very lovely," he murmured, kissing her again and again.
"Would you believe this is my first affair?"
"If you say so. You sure know how to kiss."
"So do you."
"Take your clothes off."
"You've already got them half off."
"You have terrific tits. Did you know that? Very tasty too."
"Oh, my, that's very nice. Mmmmm, that too."
She had worn a garter belt, stockings, and spike heel shoes. "Leave those on," he said, helping her remove the rest of her clothes.
"Now what?" she said as he guided her onto her back.
He hefted himself over her, positioning his cock an inch from her mouth. "Now this."
She stared at his blunt-tipped cockhead and at the eye in the center of it. His cock was still only half-hard, but it was unusually thick around. She was very excited.
"Suck it!" he hissed, straining to force his cock into her mouth.
Barbie didn't hesitate. She enjoyed cocksucking almost as much as she enjoyed fucking. She salivated as she opened her jaws wide and shivered when Clint thrust his prick deep inside her mouth.
"Yeah!" he growled, forcing his blunt cockhead into her gullet. "Sweet mouth, baby. Sweet mouth."
As Barbie's lips stretched wide over his cockshaft, her pussy became engorged with blood and raged with raw desire. She felt around for her clit, found it with a fingertip and began masturbating.
Each time Clint shoved his swiftly stiffening prick into her mouth, she squirmed her ass and manipulated her clit. She reveled in everything. Clint's aggressiveness and her own finger slowly sliding into her own cunthole.
"What a mouth you've got," he said admiringly. "I could dump my load right now, but I think I'd be missing a lot if I did."
"I wouldn't mind," she mumbled around a mouthful of prick.
"But I would. I want your pussy, honey. I want your wet pussy wrapped around my dick."
His cock was totally hard now and its thickness filled her mouth. As horny as he was, he was still considerate. He never gave her more than she could handle. And he only left his cockhead in her throat for a moment at a time.
"You're jerking off, huh?" he chuckled after a while.
"Ummmmm," she nodded, joyfully fucking two fingers in and out of her cunt.
"I'll just have a little taste of that now." He swung around, dropping his mouth down over her pussy.
He was a skillful cuntlicker. Barbie licked his cock and balls while he dipped his tongue into every nook and cranny of her pussy.
He coaxed her clit to full erection and battered it with his tongue-tip. He used two fingers to ream her cunthole as he licked her clit. His tongue seemed to be everywhere at once. It was only a matter of time before he started licking her asshole.
My first affair, Barbie thought, more turned on than she'd been in years. Why did I wait so long? Why did I deny myself such incredible pleasure?
What a muff-diver he was! The more he sucked and licked and nibbled on her pussy and asshole, the more aroused she became.
In her excitement, she began deep-throating him again.
"I'm going to fuck you until you scream," he said.
"Yes!" she hissed. "Yes, fuck me!"
"Now!" he growled, jerking his cock from her lips and turning around and mounting her.
His cock penetrated her wet cunt easily. Despite its girth, in less than a moment his prick was crashing against the back of her cunt.
Ordinarily she needed more time to get off. But the excitement of the moment was so intense, she was fast approaching orgasm.
She began milking his cock, squeezing her cunt muscles each time he fucked into her. He responded by corkscrewing his cock into her, rubbing his prickshaft against her clit and making her helpless with lust.
She was ready to come, but he kept fucking into her as with a battering ram. She held back, savoring every moment.
"Fuck! Slut! Cunt!" he growled, his cock crashing into her body.
Suddenly he stiffened. She knew he would come at any moment. She waited, heart pounding, for his cock to explode inside her.
"Take it!" he yelled, shuddering violently and sending torrents of warm jism into her cunt.
When he came, Barbie went into uncontrollable spasms. She raked her fingernails down his arms, drawing blood as her pussy contracted around his cock.
Later, when it was over, Clint was the first to speak. He leaned over and kissed her. "You're even better than you look," he said.
"You're not bad yourself." She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kisses.
"If you can stay awhile, I'd like to do it again."
"I can stay," she said quickly.
He kissed her one last time. "Good. I'll be back in a few minutes. You can use the powder room to freshen up. See you back here."
Within ten minutes they were in each other's arms again. He kissed her as eagerly as before and stroked her gently curved tits.
"If I said anything before that offended you," he said, "it was only the heat of the moment."
"I didn't mind." His fingers moved inside her asscrack and fondled her sensitive bung. "That's very nice."
"That's very nice too," he said when she began caressing his prick.
He french-kissed her one last time before reaching for his champagne glass.
"To our affair," he said, putting the glass to her lips.
She took a sip and he drank the rest. Then he frenched her again, and she felt his cock grow in her hand.
She wriggled her ass as he squeezed her ass. "I have a feeling you're an ass man," she said.
"How could you tell?" he said, playfully biting one of her tits.
She responded with a sharp moan when he began sucking her tits. His cock was quickly responding to her caresses. Soon she would have it again, have his prick inside her where it belonged.
"I wasn't lying when I said this is my first affair," she said.
He stared at her unmoving, his mouth stuffed with tit flesh. He grunted as he squeezed her ass and moved his lips to her other tit. She knew he didn't believe her, but did it really matter?
She shuddered when he suddenly dove between her legs and started eating her. She widened the spread of her legs and clamped them around his head. She trembled as he pressed his face against her slick gash and moaned when he licked her clit.
"How do you want it this time?" he said, his voice muffled by pussy-meat.
Barbie almost sobbed with excitement. "Any way you want it. Oh, God, when you do that I just can't stand it."
Suddenly he turned around and dropped his cock over her mouth. She was so turned-on, so eager for whatever happened, she joyfully took it into her mouth.
He continued licking her cunt while he fed her his prick. Since it wasn't hard yet, she was able to take the whole thing into her mouth easily and at the same time fondle his balls.
He was soon fucking his prick in and out of the ring of her lips. This is what it's about, she thought. This is what I need and what I crave. And if Ted won't give it to me, I'll just have to get it from strangers.
"Are you ready?" Clint said.
"Yes!"
In a moment he was driving his thick cock all the way up her pussy. This time he fucked her with deep, hard, leisurely thrusts. She received him eagerly, banging her feet against his back each time he entered her.
"What a cocksman you are!" she cried.
"What a cunt you are, baby! What a hot-pussied cunt you are!"
CHAPTER THREE
"You, work?" Ted chuckled. "That's a laugh. What makes you think you'll be able to stick with a job?"
Barbie frowned. "What makes you think I won't? Other women work. Why shouldn't I?"
Ted bit into a piece of toast and nodded. "Because you never worked in your life, that's why. You went from your father's house to mine."
"That's all the more reason why I should take this job. I should be able to take care of myself in case something happens to you."
Barbie felt defiant but strong. Several weeks into their affair, Clint had offered her a parttime job as a cocktail waitress and she had accepted. Now all she had to do was get Ted to go along with it. Although she had no desire to work per se, she saw Clint's bar as a perfect place to meet a steady supply of men.
She watched Ted begin eating his breakfast eggs. "Well, if it's only part-time I guess it'll be okay. As long as you're home in time to make my dinner."
Barbie cleared her throat. She was about to tell him the truth about her job. "Remember, honey, it's only three days a week."
"Yeah, I know. I said it was okay if you're home in time to make my dinner."
"Uh, I'll be working nights."
"Huh?"
"But I'll make your dinner before I leave the house. And I'll be home by midnight."
"Hell, no!" He slammed his fork down. "No wife of mine is going to work nights."
"Now, Ted, don't be so old-fashioned."
He reddened. "I'm not going to have you working at night and having strange guys pawing you."
"Ted, I won't be wearing a skimpy costume or anything. I'll be dressed in a perfectly respectable skirt and blouse. My boss, Clint Walker, runs a nice place. The people who come in there are just looking for company. And they won't be looking at me. I'll be working."
"Bullshit! The way you look in a tight skirt. And he probably hired you because of your big tits. I won't have it. I've made up my mind."
Barbie stood her ground. She refilled his coffee cup and watched him finish his breakfast. "You know I won't do anything you don't want me to do," she said sweetly.
"You bet you won't."
"But you really are acting like an asshole."
He nodded. "Yeah, well, if wanting my wife home nights is acting like an asshole, I'll act like an asshole."
"Honey." She was finding it difficult to control her temper. "Women just don't stay home anymore and do nothing. Even the ones with children are working."
"You, a career woman?" he hooted. "Don't make me laugh."
"Maybe I just want to contribute to society."
He shrugged. "If you liked sex more, I'd say you wanted to meet guys."
She bristled. "What is that supposed to mean? I like sex a lot. It's you who can take it or leave it."
"That's a lot of bullshit. I'd fuck you every night if you showed any interest."
"Oh, you mean you'd jump on top of me and stick it in." Barbie sneered. "That's not my idea of making love."
"And what's your idea of making love? Me shoving my face between your legs for an hour?"
"Oh, shut up!"
"Yeah, I'll shut up." He pushed his plate away. "Let's wrap this thing up. You say you're going to work nights three days a week. Right?"
"Yes. And I really want to do it."
"Who's this guy, this Clint Walker? What's he like? Married?"
"Yes and very happily. I've met his wife." Barbie hated lying so blatantly, but she wanted to smooth things over. Clint was married, but not happily, and she'd never met his wife.
Ted glanced at his watch and leaned his arms on the table. "You really want to do this, huh?"
Barbie tried staying cool by sipping her coffee and speaking slowly and calmly. "Yes, I do. I'd really like to contribute to this marriage and see what it's like to earn money too. You're right. I've been a parasite too long. It's time I found out what it's like to earn my own living."
Ted snickered. "A few days a week? You call that earning your living?"
She stifled a sharp retort. "You know what I mean."
"Hell, it's your life. If that's what you want. But I'll be honest with you. I'm against this working at night. I don't like it. And if just one guy makes a pass at you, I want you to quit. Promise?"
"I promise." She already had two nightgowns hidden away in a drawer at Clint's beach house.
Ted glanced at her suspiciously. "Somehow I think you're hiding something from me."
"Don't be paranoid. Why would I do that?"
"You went out and found this job without telling me."
"I told you, I met Clint through a friend. You don't know her. I met her at the hairdresser's. Anyway, he was looking for girls to work part time and the money is good, hon. Especially the tips."
Ted groaned. "My wife, taking tips!"
"It's legal tender. Why not?"
"Yeah, why not?" He rose up, stuffed his hands into his pockets and stared at her. "You're changing, baby. And I don't know if I like it."
She rose up and kissed him. "Everyone changes, hon. That's life. I never promised to stay the same little girl you married."
He wrapped his arm around her as they walked to the front door. "Yeah, well, what if I change too? Where will that leave us?"
"Marriage is a partnership, hon. People grow and change in a partnership and then come together again. Women just don't sit around the house anymore playing cards and gossiping. They're out working. I feel so left out just staying home."
"I didn't know you felt that way."
"Well, I didn't want to burden you with my troubles."
By the time he kissed her goodbye he was apologizing. "I'm sorry I gave you a hard time, honey," he said.
"That's all right, sweetheart," she said, eyes serious, but heart pounding with excitement. "You'll see. On the nights I work, things will be more exciting for us. When I do get home, you won't be able to keep your hands off me."
"Yeah, or else I might find some little cutie to keep me company."
Barbie froze. "You wouldn't."
He kissed the tip of her nose and opened the front door. "Don't be too sure of it, hon."
When Ted was gone, Barbie felt a moment of panic. She had been ecstatic when Clint offered her the job. She was excited about getting out and meeting men and especially excited about working closely with Clint.
Still, she couldn't help but wonder if her marriage would suffer. Was Ted joking about finding someone else? Was she making a mistake, leaving him alone and working nights? Only time would tell. For now, she had to explore life. She just had to.
* * *
Later that afternoon, at the beach house, Clint gripped her hips and shoved his cock into her asshole. Only his cockhead was inside her, but already she felt her insides melting.
"I love it," she cried. "I love when you stick your cock into my asshole like that."
Clint didn't answer. He pushed in harder, sending his stiff cockshaft into her asshole inch by inch.
Barbie clenched her teeth to keep from crying out. She hugged a pillow to her chest and held herself still. Clint's fingers dug into her flesh as he lurched forward and rammed the rest of his cock into her bowels.
"There we go," he said once his cock was imbedded inside her.
"Really give it to me," she said.
He began fucking his cock in and out of her ass. With forceful thrusts of his hips, he drove it in and out of her widely-stretched butt while she stifled her shrieks in the pillow.
"Jesus, you've got a tight asshole," he said. "Doesn't your husband ever fuck you in the ass?"
"Oh, God, don't talk about Ted! Just keep fucking me like that. Your cock is filling me up so good. Mmmmm, it's so big and fat."
Clint stopped thrusting long enough to locate her clit with a fingertip. When he found it, he masturbated her while he cornholed her.
"So you like my big fat cock, huh?" he said.
"I love it."
"And you promise not to get possessive when you start working for me?"
"Yes. I want other lovers too. I told you I want lots of lovers."
"Good girl. No strings, right?" He rammed deep inside her guts.
"Yes, no strings." She wriggled her ass in a circular motion. "Jesus, you're the best damn fuck!"
"You women," he snickered, corkscrewing his prick into her ass. "You ought to see yourself. Your asshole's plugged up with my cock."
"I love it." She squeezed the pillow against her tits. "You don't know how I love it."
"Ready to go to work tonight?" He began fucking his prick into the depths of her asshole.
"Yesssss! Oh, God, fuck me harder!"
He rammed into her in a frenzy, pounding his meat into her shitter and making her come.
"Do you want more?" he said. "Do you want more, cunt?"
"Yes, it's good. It's so good. Dick it into my asshole. Push it in all the way. That's right. Keep doing that to my pussy too. Oooooh, yes! That's wonderful!"
She rocked back against him as he humped her. The harder she thrust her ass back, the more vigorously he pounded her shit-chute.
He used one hand to squeeze her ass and the other to finger-fuck her. The cheating wife was overcome with emotion. She clenched her asshole around his prick and came again.
"Your asshole's sucking my balls dry," he roared.
"Harder!" she yelled. "Deeper!"
She strained to grab his cock ever more deeply into her ass. At the end, while he was still squirting jism into her bowels, he pulled out and rammed his cock into her cunt.
"Oh, God, I can't stand it!" she cried.
He cupped her tits and finished up in her butt, all the while caressing her.
"Is it my turn, boss?" a strange voice said.
Barbie looked around. It was the houseboy, Vince. She panicked. "What's he doing here?" she said.
"I promised him he could have you when I was through."
"Oh God!" Her voice was hoarse. She had mixed emotions. Did she want more? She knew she had to make a decision quickly.
Her body decided for her. She felt the spasms in her pussy and she knew she had to have more.
"Okay," she said.
Clint stopped pumping into her. "Good girl. You can take more and I'm whipped." He climbed off the bed and made his way to the bathroom.
Barbie stretched out on her back and watched Vince undress. "Were you watching?" she said.
Vince's expression didn't change as he stripped his clothes off to reveal an impressively long, slim cock. "Yes, I was watching. The boss said I could."
"My pussy's still tingling," she said. "I'm not a whore, you know."
The houseboy climbed onto the bed and slowly approached her. "I know. The boss doesn't like whores."
"I'm a married woman," she said, when Vince took her into his arms and kissed her.
"You like it up the ass?" he said. "You want it again?"
"Yes, if you'd like. I do like it up the ass. Oh, God, don't tell me you're going to eat me now! Not like this, with Clint's jism all over me!"
"I don't mind," Vince said politely.
Just then Clint returned. Still naked, he sat down on a chair and lit a cigarette. "I'm going to watch, if you don't mind, Barbie."
"I guess it's okay. It's kind of exciting. I just told Vince my pussy's still tingling.
"Give it to her in the asshole," Clint said.
"I'm going to, boss."
"When he's through eating me," Barbie giggled.
"So I see," Clint snickered, inhaling deeply.
"She's real tasty, boss," Vince said, his voice muffled by Barbie's cuntlips.
Suddenly Vince sat up, pushed her thighs apart and mounted her. He had a strange look in his eyes. For the first time he looked tough and strong. Not at all subservient.
"What are you going to do?" she said, heart pounding with anticipation.
He rammed his prick into her cunt and left it there while he pawed her tits. "I told you. I'm gonna give it to you in the back door."
"You won't hurt me?"
Clint chuckled. "Go get her, Vince."
"Thanks, boss."
"Hey!" Barbie was startled when Vince flipped her over onto her belly and entered her pussy from behind.
Then he slapped her ass. Hard. The spot where he hit her burned and she tried turning over, but he slapped her again.
"Ouch! What do you think you're doing?"
"Pay no attention," Clint said softly, inhaling deeply as he watched.
"If you say so, boss," Vince said, slapping her ass again and again.
"Make him stop!" Barbie cried. She didn't want to admit that the sharp stings were turning her on.
Vince paid no attention to her protests. "It's good, boss. I'm gonna give it to her now. Where you gave it to her."
"That's my boy," Clint said.
"Oh God!" Barbie cried.
Vince had her on her back again and he was forcing his cock into her asshole without loosening her up. When she tried expelling his prick, he shoved half his shaft into her bung and she howled with pain.
"She's good, isn't she?" Clint said as Vince drilled his prick all the way into her hot bowels.
"Yeah, boss, real good," Vince said.
"Bastards, both of you!" Barbie hissed, her mind clouded with a combination of lust and fear.
At that moment Vince bent down and grabbed hold of her tits. She arched her back and let out a hoarse moan. He began stroking his cock in and out of her ass while he sucked her tits.
"Good fuck," he said in a calm voice. "Damn good fuck."
"Bastards!" Barbie yelled, pounding the mattress with both fists.
"My cock's getting hard again," Clint said. "If you're a good girl I'll let you suck it."
"Give it to me," Barbie whimpered. "Aaaggghhh!"
Vince slapped her ass again as he churned her shit-juices. "Good fuck, boss," he said as Clint climbed onto the bed.
Clint quietly slipped his cock into Barbie's mouth. "This is just a sample of your new life, Barbie," he said soothingly as she hungrily swirled her tongue around his cockhead. "Do you think you're going to like it?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Some fuck, boss," Vince said.
Barbie took Clint's cock deep inside her mouth. Vince rammed his cock into her butt and slapped her with his open palm.
I'm going to like my new life, all right, the horny wife thought. Hell, I'm going to love it!
CHAPTER FOUR
A month later Clint invited all his employees to a party at his house in the hills. No spouses were included, so Barbie was surprised to be greeted by Clint's wife, Jan.
By now Barbie was aware that Clint was sleeping with or had slept with all his female employees. After one look at Jan Walker, she wondered why.
Clint's wife was about his age. She was tall and very slim, with the tight taut body that comes from vigorous exercise and diet. She was tanned darker than Clint and her hair was almost white, hanging in ringlets around her face. She was adorable, and from the looks of it, friendly too.
Clint disappeared early in the evening and Barbie got involved in a game of charades. Jan was on Barbie's team and she soon had everyone laughing and feeling at home.
"Who's for something to eat?" Jan asked after a while, taking Barbie's hand and dragging her to the side.
"I wouldn't mind a drink," Barbie replied.
"Vince'll fix us up. I'm not really hungry. I just wanted a reason to take you away from the crowd." Jan winked as they made their way across the huge living room.
Barbie smiled happily. "I'm sure he will."
Vince's expression didn't change when the two women approached the bar. "I gather you know our Vince," Jan said, grinning at Barbie.
Barbie didn't flinch. "We've met."
The firm-assed blonde lifted her skirt as she hoisted herself onto a bar stool. "I knew you had. Sit down, honey. I've been dying to meet you."
Barbie knew then that Jan was fully aware of Clint's extra-marital affairs.
"Has Clint told you how unhappy we are together?" Jan giggled as they sipped their drinks.
An alarm went off in Barbie's head. She shrugged and took a big gulp of her drink. "Oh, you know how men are."
"No, I don't. How are they?"
Barbie hesitated. Jan was up to something. Why had she singled Barbie out to talk to? Barbie took a deep breath. "My husband probably tells everyone who'll listen what a bitch I am."
"Of course you're married. Doesn't your husband mind you working as a cocktail waitress? Oh, yes, I forgot. Kids your age do those things while women my age work in the offices."
"You don't look any older than me," Barbie blurted.
Jan laughed. Her long lashes fluttered. "I'm thirty-five. In this town that's over the hill. But I've got the tits of a kid." She touched her tits briefly. "They're not too big and not too small. Just perfect. And they ought to be. I work hard enough keeping them from sagging."
"You have a lovely figure."
"But not as lovely as yours." Jan pouted and handed Vince her empty glass. "Two more, Vince, my boy."
Barbie hurried to finish her drink. She had a feeling it was going to be a long evening and she was grateful when Clint approached them.
"Is Jan telling you what a rotten husband I am?" he said, draping his arm around Barbie's shoulders.
His wife sneered. "I don't know what these nice young girls see in you, darling."
"Sure, you do." Clint grinned. "The same thing you saw in me when you were young."
"Bastard!"
Clint lifted his glass and squeezed Barbie's knee. "She's a cunt, huh?"
"I wouldn't know," Barbie said, draining her glass. There was something strange going on between the Walkers. And she was the go-between. She had the distinct feeling that they were getting their kicks in some way. There was an electricity in the air. A sexual aura.
"Barbie's very good at charades," Jan said. "You should have joined us, darling."
"I would have if it was just Barbie," Clint said. "But you know I don't enjoy playing with you."
Jan threw her head back and laughed. "Isn't he a prick, darling?"
Barbie slipped down from her stool and glanced around the room. "I think I better mingle," she said.
Clint grabbed her wrist. "Don't go. The fun is just about to begin."
"If you two want to fight I think it's best if I'm not involved."
"Don't be silly!" Jan snapped. "Since you're Clint's current heart-throb, I want to get to know you."
It was out. Barbie felt almost relieved. She sat down again and gratefully accepted the drink Vince placed before her.
"I tell the bitch everything," Clint said in Barbie's ear.
Jan was staring at Barbie's cleavage. "I'll bet he just loves to bite your nipples," she said loudly.
Clint chuckled. "Why don't you go see about the buffet?" he said to his wife.
Jan rose up and squeezed Barbie's hand. "Keep it warm for me, darling."
When Jan disappeared into the crowd, Clint took her seat. "What do you think of her?" he asked.
"She's very attractive."
"And smart. She's damn smart."
"What's going on with you two?"
"We've been married a long time. Nothing's going on. Let's go somewhere and fuck."
"Now? You must be kidding."
"If I don't get to you now, someone else will."
"Maybe later. But I'd feel funny going off with Jan around."
"You've got a lot to learn, my pet." He kissed the palm of her hand.
Suddenly Jan reappeared. She tapped Clint on the shoulder and stroked Barbie's arm. "Get lost," she said to her husband.
Clint snickered. "What did I tell you?"
He rose up and Jan took his place. He stood behind Barbie and wrapped his arms around her waist. Jan smirked when he kissed Barbie's ear.
"She's going to try and get in your pants," he whispered to Barbie, loud enough for his wife to hear.
"Can't you talk a little louder?" Jan giggled, sipping a fresh drink and leaning closer to Barbie.
Barbie was getting very excited. She had never considered balling with another woman, but she knew it was a common form of lovemaking in sophisticated circles. She didn't know what she'd do if Jan actually tried to seduce her. Maybe she'd go along with it. It might be fun to try it once.
"Jan's got small tits and a neatly trimmed beaver," Clint said, still fondling Barbie and kissing her neck.
"And my tits are very tasty, I've been told," Jan said, patting Barbie's thigh.
Suddenly Clint released Barbie. "I think I'll leave you ladies alone." He winked. "If you need any help, just whistle."
When he was gone, Jan turned serious. "What do you do for kicks when you're not fucking my husband?"
Barbie didn't flinch. "I'm not the only one he's sleeping with. Look around. Clint had a turn with all women here."
"So he has." Suddenly the blonde looked morose. "Do you see other men?"
"I don't really see that it's any of your business."
Jan smiled as she lifted the glass to her lips. "Oh, but it is. Clint likes you. He says you're a very good lady."
"He told you that? I don't believe you."
Jan sighed wearily. "He's hard to please, but not as hard as Vince. Vince told me you were good too. He said you've got those muscles. You know the ones. The muscles in your cunt that drive men mad."
Barbie glanced around to see if anyone was listening. "I don't believe this," she muttered.
"Can I ask you a personal question?"
"Why not? You're going to whether I like it or not."
Jan giggled. "Do you dig pussy or do you only give out signals?"
There, it's out, Barbie thought. Aloud, she said, "I've never touched another woman." Her voice was cool and controlled. Inside, her heart was pounding.
Jan suddenly waved her arm. "These people are starting to get on my nerves." She slipped off her barstool. "Let's go upstairs and really talk."
Since most of the other guests had gathered around the buffet, Barbie followed Jan out of the room and up the stairs. She was almost certain Jan was going to make a pass and she was equally certain she was going to accept.
Upstairs in the master bedroom, the two women settled down on a chaise. In a matter of moments, Jan had her arms around Barbie.
"Are you as horny as I am?" the tanned blonde whispered.
Barbie's heart pounded. The smell of Jan's perfume filled her nostrils. "I don't know."
"Clint will be here later." Jan moved her hand under Barbie's skirt. "He likes to watch, but then you know that already."
Barbie stiffened. "What do I have to do?"
Jan laughed. "Don't be nervous, honey. I'm an expert at this. I'll teach you everything you need to know about lady-love."
Suddenly Clint entered the room. He was carrying a drink and he sat down on a chair. "I thought you'd be in bed by now." He had obviously been privy to his wife's shows many times.
"We were just about to move over there, darling," Jan said.
"Barbie looks a little pale. Are you scared?" he asked.
Barbie nodded. "Yes, a little."
Jan stroked Barbie's bare thigh under her skirt. "Let's get on the bed, honey. I'll take care of your nerves soon enough. I'll have you so hot and bothered you won't know what hit you."
Clint nodded. "Don't be self-conscious about me watching. I've seen it all before, you can be sure."
As the women approached the bed, Jan fondled Barbie's tits. "Loosen up, honey. Jan will take care of everything."
"I don't know about this," Barbie began.
"But I do." Jan took her into her arms and kissed her hard.
Barbie's head reeled. "Wow," she breathed, swaying slightly.
"Ssshhhh, baby," Jan whispered, kissing her again and this time running her tongue over Barbie's lower Up.
"Take your clothes off," Clint said.
Jan took a step backward and nodded. "Yes, I'll help."
Barbie stood still while Jan undressed her. When Barbie was down to her bra and panties, Jan began stripping. It took her only a moment to remover her dress. She was wearing a strapless bra and string bikinis. Her beaver was clipped short and every inch of her body was tanned.
"Take your bra off, honey, and let me get a load of those gorgeous tits," Jan said.
Barbie decided not to be coy. She unhooked her bra, peeled it away from her tits and tossed it onto the chaise. She stood before the blonde, tits jutting out and legs apart. She was fully aware of her lush beauty and proud to show it off.
"Oh, wow," Jan said to her husband. "She's exquisite. You outdid yourself this time." With a big grin, Jan removed her bra and revealed two small but firm tits crowned with rosy nipples. "They're not big, but I'm told they're choice."
Barbie licked her lips, glanced at Clint and then back at Jan. "Now what?" Barbie said, nervously biting her lip.
"Come on, girls," Clint said.
When Barbie glanced at Clint, she saw that he had his cock out and was slowly jerking off. "Are you going to join us?" she asked.
Clint feasted his eyes on both women. "We'll see," he said. "Maybe later. After you ladies have had your fill of each other."
Barbie trembled. After we've had our fill of each other! Oh, God, it all sounds so crazy!
"Give me your panties," Jan said, stepping out of her own.
When Barbie removed her panties, she handed them to Jan who held them against her nose before stuffing them into her mouth.
"Yummy," Jan said, sucking on Barbie's panty-crotch.
Barbie stood still, totally mesmerized by the blonde. Jan held Barbie's soiled panties in both hands and ran her tongue up and down the crotch. Barbie knew her panties were wet. She always lubricated heavily. Jan was licking up the pussyjuice and looking like she loved it.
Suddenly Jan tossed the panties aside and took Barbie into her arms.
"You look like you're ready to explode," Jan said, stroking Barbie's tits. "I know you're nervous because this is your first time with a woman, but relax. You're going to love it. All of Clint's women do."
"But I...." Barbie began and then closed her eyes and sighed deeply as Jan bent down and kissed her nipples.
They fell down onto the bed, locked in each other's arms. "You're so sexy," Jan murmured, cradling Barbie in her arms. "So juicy too. I loved licking your panties. I usually have to fight Clint for that special treat."
Barbie trembled. "Does he have to watch?" she whispered.
"Clintie?" Jan giggled softly. "It's part of the game, darling. You wouldn't want to deprive my darling husband of what he so dearly loves."
"Okay." Barbie found herself responding to Jan's caresses. She began touching Jan's tits and then kissing them.
"Oh, yes, honey," Jan said, rolling over and grinding her pelvic bone against Barbie's.
"You two cunts," Clint smirked, almost casually stroking his prick.
"She's starting to get into it," Jan said, lapping her tongue over Barbie's nipples.
Barbie moaned as she pushed Jan's head down. "Lick them good," she said. "Lick my titties good."
"I'll lick everything, honey," Jan said as she pressed her face against Barbie's belly. "I'll start with your titties, but then I'll work my way down to your cunt and really make you see stars."
"Yes, yes, I want it!" Barbie cried.
"Don't wiggle around so. Lie still and let Jan make you feel real good."
Jan was gently pushing Barbie's legs open and poking a single finger around her cunt. Barbie brought her knees up and gazed down at Jan's white-blonde curls.
She's going to eat me, Barbie thought. Another woman's going to eat me and I'm going to let her!
As if to drive it out of her mind, Barbie closed her eyes and let out a sigh of surrender. Jan planted a series of kisses on her inner thighs and ran her tongue tentatively over her cunt.
Barbie opened her eyes when she felt Jan's warm breath on her pussy. Then she felt fingers inside her, inside her pussy-hole. Probing, darting fingers and warm breath and lips.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Barbie cried when Jan pressed her lips against Barbie's erected clit.
Jan sucked gently at first and then more forcefully. "So sweet," Jan said as she flicked her tongue back and forth.
"Harder!" Barbie cried. "Suck it harder!"
"Oh, yes!" Jan gasped, twirling her tongue furiously over Barbie's clit and shooting the tip into her cunthole.
"Lick up her juice," Clint said. "Swallow it down!"
Jan did as he said. She slurped up the juice that gushed out of Barbie's pussy and swallowed it down. By now Barbie was panting. She grabbed Jan's head and imprisoned it between her thighs.
Barbie moved her hips in a circular motion and rode Jan's mouth. She locked her legs around Jan's head and climbed toward orgasm.
Even after Barbie came, Jan continued licking her pussy.
"No more," Barbie begged at one point. "I can't take any more!"
"Sure, you can," Jan said, tilting her ass back and plunging her tongue-tip into Barbie's succulent cunt hole. "You can take a lot more. I haven't even started yet!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Barbie bounced around. "I don't believe how good it is," she said.
Jan continued eating her until she began climbing toward a second orgasm. "Don't stop now!" Barbie hissed.
"No, I think you've had enough for now," Jan said, pulling back and licking the cuntjuice from her mouth.
Barbie glanced at Clint who had his pants off and was still pumping his cock. She flinched when Jan took hold of her wrist.
"Now it's my turn," the blonde said.
Jan relaxed her hold on Barbie's arm and stretched out on her back. She guided Barbie's hand between her legs and waited.
Barbie trembled as she touched the blonde's petal-like cunt-folds. She was unsure how to begin. Unsure and frightened.
Then Jan brought her knees back and her cunt opened up like a flower. Only then did Barbie see Jan's clit poke out glistening with excitement.
Barbie climed to her knees between Jan's thighs and flicked her tongue over Jan's slit. Once that was out of the way, she relaxed. It didn't taste half bad.
"So now you're a cuntlapper too," Jan giggled.
"Dig in," Clint said. "Really get your face in there. Jesus, I'm getting turned-on!"
Wildly aroused and encouraged by the couple's words, Barbie began sucking Jan's pussy. Jan writhed her ass continually and laced her fingers firmly through Barbie's hair.
Jan let out a squeal when Barbie licked up and down her slit. She began moaning and rolling her head from side to side when Barbie licked her clit.
"I knew you'd have it," Jan cried, stroking Barbie's long hair. "I knew she'd have it, Clint."
"Yeah, she's got a good mouth," he said. "I'm tempted to fuck her myself."
"Don't you dare," Jan said. "This is my time."
Barbie nodded as she reached for Jan's firm tits. They felt strange at first. But then she stroked and fondled them easily as she kissed and licked Jan's pussy. It all seemed so natural somehow. So natural and right.
"My ass," Jan moaned. "Squeeze my ass."
Barbie plastered her mouth over Jan's pussy as she slipped her hands under her ass. She sank her fingers into Jan's firm but small ass and poked her tongue into her cunt.
"She's about to come," Clint said.
"Yes, I'm coming!" Jan gasped.
So soon? Barbie thought as she took Jan's clit between her teeth.
Barbie shook her head from side to side, manipulating Jan's clit with her tongue and teeth and lips. The blonde bounced her ass and opened her legs wider. She let out a wail when she came, working her legs in the air and bringing them down on Barbie's shoulders. Barbie dragged her tongue into Jan's asscrack at the end and greedily licked her ass.
"My God, she's licking my asshole!" Jan yelled.
"So she is," Clint said.
"Pump!" Jan hissed, pumping her cunt and asshole at Barbie's mouth.
"What a pair of cunts!" Clint snickered.
Jan lay back panting as Barbie drank down her come-cream. Barbie was amazed at how quickly she took to lesbian love and how much she enjoyed giving another woman pleasure.
When Barbie stopped to rest her jaws, she found Jan grinning. Barbie felt her cheeks grow warm. "You're laughing at me," Barbie said.
"Not at you, darling," Jan said. "It's just that you looked so serious. Sex is supposed to be fun and you're taking it so seriously."
"Shit, she loved it," Clint said.
"I did," Barbie said.
Jan giggled. "I know, darling. And you're very good." She yawned. "Come over here, Clint. We need you."
Clint quickly climbed onto the bed and joined the woman. He was naked now and still stroking his prick. He glanced from Barbie to Jan and back to Barbie.
"Who wants it first?" he asked.
Barbie's eyes widened. "Me," she said quickly.
"Go on, you two," Jan said, climbing off the bed and reaching for a robe. "I'll watch and give advice if I think you need it."
Clint quickly mounted Barbie and in a matter of moments was thrusting his big cock deep inside her cunt. Barbie cried out her passion. The lovemaking with Jan had been good, but now she craved cock.
As usual, Clint's thick cockshaft filled Barbie completely.
Jan sat on the sofa and crooned with excitement.
The whole scene was a turn-on for Barbie. What a pity she and Ted didn't have an open marriage like the Walkers did!
Barbie threw her arms around Clint's neck and guided her mouth down to her tits. He nibbled her big tits as he fucked into her. He skewered her with each stroke and brought a happy moan to her lips.
When she raised her legs, she felt his balls slap against her ass. He tongued her tits and pressed his face into each globe.
Barbie rode with him, working her cunt over his prick and feeling her climax approaching. When she was about to come, he slipped his hands under her ass and rolled onto his back.
His cock never left her pussy, but now she was in the dominant position. He kept control by holding her ass and slamming his cock into her.
When Barbie felt lips on her tits, she knew they were Jan's. The blonde had crawled onto the bed and seemed intent on joining in on the fun.
"Lick her ass," Clint said, and his wife quickly moved behind Barbie, bent down and pried her asscheeks apart.
"Yummy," Jan giggled as she lapped her tongue into Barbie's asscrease.
Barbie fell forward, howling as Clint's cock filled her cunt and Jan's tongue filled her asscrack. Barbie let out a shriek when Jan rammed a finger into her asshole. She shook all over and felt her cunt snap shut around Clint's cock.
When Barbie came, Clint's cock twitched inside her. With a happy sigh, she fell forward over her lover's chest. And then Clint was coming. And Jan was still fingerfucking her asshole. And she was coming again.
When Clint's prick slipped from her pussy, she fell over onto her back. Jan scrambled around and threw herself on top of Barbie. Clint shook his dripping cock over them and staggered to the bathroom.
"Shall we join the others?" Jan panted.
Barbie groaned. "I'm exhausted. You go on. I'll stay here awhile and catch my breath."
"If you're sure," Jan said, tying her robe and climbing off the bed. "I'll be downstairs seeing that everyone's having a good time." She winked. "I think you'll find the party's just getting started. Do join us."
As Jan was leaving, Clint returned and climbed onto the bed next to Barbie. He crouched over her, dropping his limp cock over her lips.
"Get it hard again and we'll go downstairs," he said. "Jan's right. Things are probably just getting interested down there."
Just then the bouncers at the bar rushed into the room. The one named Frank approached Clint and said something Barbie couldn't hear.
"Okay, she's yours, boys," Clint said, slipping off the bed.
Clint left the room, leaving her alone with the two bruisers. Frank strutted over to the bed and gazed at Barbie's nakedness while the other one, Jeff, undressed.
"You can go first," Jeff said.
They were both huge men, but nice enough. Barbie didn't think they would get rough and she was excited about fucking both of them at once.
"Let me at her," Frank said, quickly removing his pants and shorts and straddling her.
Suddenly Jeff swung a heavily muscled thigh over her head and dropped his balls over her face. He tilted his incredibly thick cock against her mouth. At that moment she felt as if she might faint. The musky smell of his maleness overwhelmed her.
"What are you going to do to me?" she said, fully aware that he was going to fuck her mouth.
"Give you a lollipop," Jeff snickered.
Frank chuckled as he settled down between her thighs. He whacked her with his half-hard prick. A spurt of fuck-juice dribbled from his piss-slit and wet her pussy muff. Her cunt was wet and puffy. She was eager to get started.
As Jeff forced his massive cockhead into her mouth, Frank pressed his against her slick cunt. She automatically clenched her asshole muscles. Would he fuck her in the ass? He looked like a man who liked to fuck ass.
"Give it to me!" she moaned as Jeff snaked only the very tip of his cockhead into her mouth.
"She's dying for it," he snickered. "I've had my eye on this one for months. Jesus, what a mouth."
"You ought to try her cunt," Frank said, jamming two fingers into her pussy gash. "It's like a furnace!"
"The boss says she's got a talented cunt. A real snapper."
"Yeah, so I've heard. But I'm in the mood for her shit-box."
Yes! Barbie thought as Frank slid his hands under her ass and squeezed her doughy ass mounds. She moaned when he snaked his fingers into her asscrack and prodded her shitter.
He lodged the head of his cock in her cunt mouth. She wriggled her ass and lapped her tongue hungrily over Jeff's prick.
"Stick it in," she said to Frank. "Do you fuck or only talk?"
"I do a lot more than talk, you hot bitch, you. I've been dying to stick it to you."
Barbie's heart pounded with wild excitement. She had enjoyed balling Jan, but this was what really turned her on. Men! Cock! Two of them at once! What a treat!
When she opened her mouth wide, Jeff fucked his prick all the way into her throat. He laughed heartily when she gagged and pulled back just in time before she choked.
At the same time Frank fucked his prick in and out of her pussy. "I'm getting my cock good and wet so I don't hurt you when I stick it into your asshole," he said.
"Thanks," Barbie mumbled, her lips and tongue working furiously over Jeff's fuckpole.
She tingled all over. She had been well sucked by Jan, but this was different. Her entire body felt alive and hungry.
The more I get, the more I want, she thought. Will it ever be enough?
Now Jeff began fucking her mouth steadily.
She held her jaws open and took his cock all the way into her throat.
She loved the feel of his balls swinging around and hitting her in the eye, loved the sweaty smell of him, the masculinity of his body and voice.
"I almost hate to pull out," Frank said, fucking his cock non-stop into her sweetly squeezing cunthole. "Jesus, what a sweet cunt. It's alive. Shit, it's grabbing hold of my cock like you wouldn't believe!"
"You ought to try her mouth," Jeff gasped. "What a fucking mouth she's got!"
"Wanna change places?"
"Naw. Maybe later."
Barbie struggled to breathe. She accepted Jeff's cock against her windpipe and dragged her teeth over his prickshaft when he withdrew. Every nerve-ending in her body sizzled.
She moved her hips and ass rhythmically. She tightened her lips around the flared rim of Jeff's cockhead and rammed her cunt up to meet Frank's steady thrusts.
"Stick it in my asshole!" she hissed. "Come on, you promised!"
"Shit, she loves it," Frank chuckled.
"What a fucking mouth!" Jeff roared.
"They all love it. Did you see that bitch Jan downstairs? She's taking on every guy in the place."
Barbie was tempted to go downstairs and watch Jan take on every man at the party, but not until these two bruisers gave her the satisfaction she craved. Her mouth and cunt were both sucking prick. Watching Jan would have to wait.
"Stick it in my ass!" she whimpered, greedily licking Jeff's cock.
And then she came and bit down on Jeff's cock and drew the jism out of his balls.
His huge body trembled as he fucked her mouth. At the same time Frank was ramming his prick into her asshole. He only lasted the few strokes and then he came too, filling her bowels with thick warm jism.
At the end, both men collapsed next to her. She went from one to the other, kissing and soothing and stroking. She even took Frank's fucked-out cock into her mouth and licked his prick clean of her shit-juices.
Suddenly Jeff was mounting her. His cock was only half hard, but he forced it into her cunt and fucked her with hard jarring strokes.
She half-expected Frank to stuff his cock into her mouth, but he only watched, chuckling from time to time when Jeff shouted an obscenity.
Later, when the men were through with her, Barbie dozed off. When she awakened, she realized it was late. Ted would be furious when she arrived home. She decided to deal with his fury later. For now she went to Jan's closet, picked out a sexy robe and went downstairs.
What she saw made her eyes pop. Most of the guests were naked. Couples were fucking on sofas and a girl Barbie was friendly with was sucking Clint's cock.
But it was Jan who was the star of the show. She was naked, squatting down over a man who was stretched out on the floor. The man was Vince. And she was rubbing her dripping pussy against his mouth.
Several people applauded when Vince pulled her down and quickly mounted her. They shrieked and applauded again when he shoved his prick into her pussy.
Barbie stood alone and watched. It was obvious that Jan and Vince knew each other well. That they had fucked many times before.
"Wanna suck my cock?" a young man ask ed, coming up behind Barbie.
She glanced at him. He was cute, but she was tired and absorbed in the scene before her. "No, maybe another time," she said. The boy drifted off.
Another boy came up to her. "We don't say no at these parties," he said.
"Fuck me!" Jan screamed. "Everyone fuck me!"
Three men were waiting in line to fuck Jan. Barbie turned to the boy next to her. "She wants more. Why bother with me?"
"Somebody fuck me in the ass!" Jan shrieked, her voice muffled when one of the men sat down on her chest and stuffed his cock into her mouth.
Clint suddenly appeared at Barbie's side. The girl sucking his cock crawled after him. He chuckled as he draped his arm around Barbie's shoulders.
"Having a nice time at my party?" he asked. Barbie giggled. "You bet. When's the next one?"
"Jesus, look at that cunt I'm married to." Barbie's jaw dropped as she watched Vince force his cock into Jan's ass while another man dipped his into her cunt. At the same time a redheaded woman straddled her head and ground her cunt against Jan's mouth.
"Now she's got all her favorite things," Clint said.
The two men began fucking Jan in a frenzy. Jan screamed. "You bastards! I wanna suck cunt!"
Barbie glanced at Clint. "Is she okay?" she asked.
"She's fine," Clint chuckled, leading Barbie back upstairs.
CHAPTER SIX
It was after two when Barbie arrived home, but Ted was sound asleep. The next morning he was in a good mood and despite being sleepy she fixed him a big breakfast.
"How was the party?" he said, scanning his morning newspaper.
"It was okay. Nothing special."
"Anybody hit on you?"
She flipped the bacon over. A splatter of hot fat hit her cheek. "Ouch," she said.
"You okay?" Ted buried his face in the newspaper.
"Yeah. This will be ready in a minute."
"I asked you if anyone hit on you last night."
"Of course not. They all know I'm married."
"I see. Listen, I'm working late tonight. Real late. Get the picture?" He winked broadly.
Barbie felt a moment of fear. "Since when do you work late?"
"Lots of work to do, babe. No time during the day. You know how it is."
She transferred the bacon to a dish and put it in front of him. "Got a date?" she said.
His eyes never left the paper. "Who, me? If I did, you'd know it."
"You'd tell me if you were cheating?" Her heart skipped a beat. The thought of Ted cheating was a turn-on.
"Maybe. I actually think you'd like it if I did. It would give you an excuse to do it, if you needed one."
"This conversation is getting crazy. But tell me, have you ever cheated on me?"
He bit into a piece of bacon. "Since we're married?"
"Yes, since we're married." She was becoming edgy.
Ted grinned. "No, baby, I haven't. But not because I don't want to. Lately."
"You want to just lately? Why?"
"I don't like you so much lately."
"Why? I'm more interesting than I used to be. More independent. Is that what you don't like? My independence?"
"You might say so." Suddenly he rose up and stalked out of the room.
"Where are you going? You haven't finished eating." She followed him to the front door.
"I've had enough." He kissed her cheek. "I'll leave you now. You just go on and be independent. Bye, babe."
When he was gone, she returned to the kitchen. She felt stunned. Something was going on. She didn't know what, but Ted was definitely not himself.
In her heart she knew she had no right to question him. She'd been fucked a dozen times the night before. And the thought of Ted being with another woman was a turn-on. Why, then, was she feeling depressed?
She didn't have to go to work that day, so she spent the rest of the morning cleaning house.
By noon she was through. And restless. On the days she didn't work she found herself at loose ends.
There was something unnatural about Ted's response to her staying out so late. He was up to something. She was sure of it. But short of following him around all day, she had no way of knowing what it was.
Suddenly the telephone rang. Standing at the sink in the bathroom, she raced to answer it. "Hello," she said.
"Nellie?" a male voice said.
"No," she grumbled. "You have the wrong number. She started to slam the phone down.
"Hey, wait a minute," the voice said.
"Yes? What is it?" She toyed with the telephone cord.
"I'm calling Nellie, but if she's not there you sound sort of cute."
"You've got to be kidding." There was something intriguing about his voice. "Do you often pull this sort of thing?"
"My name is Steve and I never pulled it before. Are yo sure you're not Nellie?"
"My name is Barbie. Not that it's any of your business. Just who is this Nellie?"
"A great, big, gorgeous hooker."
"A hooker?" Barbie giggled. "You were calling a hooker and you got me?"
"Yeah. What's so funny. You want to make a few easy bucks this afternoon?"
Barbie hesitated only a minute. Why not? she thought. It's what I enjoy doing. I may as well see what it feels like to be a pro. "I might," she said.
"Hey, you're okay. What do you look like?"
She decided to tease him. "Well, I'm a little overweight, but since I'm over six feet tall I'm told I carry it well."
Silence. "You're kidding me, aren't you?"
"Maybe. What do you look like?"
"I'm tall, dark and handsome, baby, with a seven incher that'll make your tongue hang out."
Barbie stretched out on the bed. "Only seven inches?" she cooed. "That's not so big. I've had bigger."
"Oh, yeah? Well, I do things with my cock that you never heard of."
"Like what?"
"Give me your address and I'll tell you."
"Not until we talk some more. How do I know you're not a sex maniac?"
He chuckled. "I am. Hell, I'm the biggest sex maniac you ever met. Now where can I find you?"
"Not so fast. A girl can't be too careful who she invites over."
"I'll pay you, baby. I said I'd pay you."
"What does Nellie get?"
"A fast fifty."
"I think I'm worth a hundred."
Silence. "A hundred?"
"You've got that much, don't you?" she whispered sexily.
"Yeah, but how do I know you're worth it?"
"You'll just have to take my word for it."
"Shit, I've got a hard-on that's going to waste while we're messing around talking."
"I could take very good care of it," she purred into the receiver.
He chuckled. "Ooooh, my cock's getting so fucking hard."
Barbie touched herself. "My pussy's nice and juicy. I'm real horny too."
"You know, lady, you really ought to let me come over."
"Do you want to come over and fuck me?"
"Do birds sing?"
"You say your cock's real hard?"
"Yeah, baby, and it's all for you."
"What are you wearing?"
"Tight jeans and nothing else. What're you wearing?"
"Not a blessed thing. I'm bare assed and my tits are hanging loose."
"Hot damn! Are they big?"
"Very. Real big. And sensitive. I just love to have them sucked."
"Oooohhhh, baby, have I got a hard-on for you."
"I'm touching myself right now. My pussy's so juicy. Now I'm licking my fingers. Do you give good head?"
"I'll give you the best head you ever had. Come on. What's your address?"
"Not so fast. I'm horny, not crazy."
"Come on, baby. My cock'll do more for you than your fingers. We're both taking a chance. What's to lose?"
"You say you've got a seven incher?"
"Yeah, baby, yeah. Now, where's your pad?"
She told him. "Give me time to get dressed as for you," she said. "I want to look my best. After all, you're my first trick."
"See you, baby." He slammed the phone down.
Barbie jumped off the bed and ran back to the bathroom. "What have I done?" she said out loud.
But it was exciting. Crazy and wild, just like the party at the Walker's. And why not? Life was crazy and wild. The Bomb was crazy and wild. Wasn't it?
* * *
They sat side by side on the living room sofa. Steve wasn't tall and dark, but he was nice looking and he didn't look like a mass murderer.
His eyes had widened when Barbie opened the door. The first few minutes passed awkwardly, but after that they began talking and laughing like old friends.
"Would you like a drink first?" Barbie said, letting her fingers graze his thigh.
"No, thanks." His eyes crinkled up when he grinned. "Hell, with your tits I don't need a drink to get started."
"You can touch them if you want. They won't break."
His hand instantly disappeared inside her teeshirt. "Yeah, man, no bra."
He raised her tee-shirt and grinned when he saw her big fat braless tits. He caressed them while they kissed. She unzipped his fly and dipped her hand inside his shorts.
"You're all ready to go too," she said, stroking his sizeable hard-on.
"You bet. Let's just take these off." Playfully, he pushed her down on the sofa and began tugging at her jeans.
In a matter of minutes they were naked. Like two children, free from all care, they embraced and kissed. Lips and tongues met. Saliva was exchanged.
"Is Nellie really a hooker?" Barbie panted.
Steve combed his fingers through her beaver. "Hell, no. That's just a game I play. There's no Nellie. When I'm in the mood for strange cooze and I don't wanna bother with a pick-up joint, I go through the phone book and dial at random. Nine times out of ten I meet a foxy lady like you."
"It's crazy, but I love it. Mmmmm, the way you're touching me there is driving me crazy." She moaned when he shoved his index finger up her twat.
"How's this?" He used his thumb on her clit.
"Wonderful." She gripped his prick and squeezed it. "You're so hard. I hope it's not going to go off too soon."
His lips barely left hers as he finger-fucked her. "I can last as long as you can, Nellie, my girl."
"Suck my tits." She got to her knees and pushed her huge tits into his face. "God, you've got me so hot. I must be out of my mind having you come to the house."
He grabbed her ass with both hands and sucked one of her tits into his mouth. "Your old man's not gonna walk in on us, is he?"
"No. He's at work."
"Don't scare me like that. Jesus, Barbie, just squeeze the head. You've got a hand like a cunt. By the way, you do give head, don't you?"
"Of course. Oh, God, that feels so good." He lashed his tongue over her nipples and pried her asscheeks apart. "So damn good."
"Glad I called?" He ran the flat of his tongue around and around her nipple in ever-widening laps.
"Yes. Put it in me now. Quick. I'm dying for it. Oh, yes, more. All of it. Oh, God, that feels so good."
He was on top of her now, his cock pushing into her snatch. "You're tight as a clam," he said. "Jesus, what a tight snatch."
She wound her legs around his back. "It's good, isn't it?"
"You bet, Nellie."
They moved together like the two strong young animals they were. She pressed against him, bouncing her ass rhythmically against the sofa cushion.
Her pussy rippled with every thrust of his hard cock. She felt alive all over. Strong. Her thigh muscles strained as her pussy closed tightly around his prick.
He still held her ass, squeezing her cheeks and fondling the deep crack between them. She surrendered totally to this stranger who was giving her so much pleasure.
"You're almost there, aren't you?" he said. "Your cunt's cutting into my cock. I can tell you're close."
"Yes, yes, I'm close." She bit his earlobe and tongued his ear.
"What a fuck!" he panted, plunging his cock forcefully into her split beaver.
As her orgasm approached, the horny housewife felt her pussy gobble up his cock. She began panting, rubbing against him, humping her ass wildly.
"Don't stop bouncing," he said as she climaxed. "Keep that ass going, honey. Make it sing, Nellie."
Even as she bathed in the afterglow of her orgasm, she began climbing toward the next one. Steve continued fucking into her, seemingly prepared for a good long fuck.
"You're a sweetheart," he said, pausing to rest, his cock half inside her.
"So're you," she giggled, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Suddenly he thrust his entire prick into her cunt. "How's that, Nellie?"
"Oh, God, Steve, it's wonderful!"
He began fucking her with deep hard strokes as she rhythmically shook her ass. He corkscrewed his prick into her, grinding against her pelvic bone.
"Suck my tits," she panted.
He quickly clamped his mouth over one of her tits. "Oh, baby, you're so damn hot."
"More!" she cried. "You're so hard. You're staying hard so long. Don't you ever come?"
"I like to show a lady a good time first."
"Oh, God, I can't stand it. I'm coming again."
She climaxed, rearing up and bouncing so wildly they fell to the floor. Steve laughed as he hovered over her.
"You got a bed in this place?" he said.
"Later. Fuck me now. Jesus, doesn't that thing ever go down?"
"I'm gonna come in a minute, Nellie, baby." He closed his eyes and winced in an apparent effort to maintain his erection.
"I want more of that wonderful cock of yours, but I can bring it up again if you come now."
"I'll bet you can." He began thrusting again. "Gonna blast off now."
Barbie felt his prick jerk and twitch inside her: Forgetting about Ted, she rejoiced in the sensation of being alive and sexual and free.
When Steve came, they writhed in ecstasy together. His balls smashed into her as his jism filled her pussy. Incredibly, when he stopped stroking, when his balls were drained, his cock stayed hard.
"Surprise," he snickered, kissing her briefly.
"My God, it's still hard!"
"You bet. Wanna suck?"
"God, I don't believe this."
She held his cock in her fist, tasting herself and then licking-his balls. He chuckled as she lovingly swabbed her tongue over his nuts. Only when his entire huge ball-bag was wet with her saliva did she begin sucking his cock.
Fingers gripping his prick, she licked the domed cockhead and poked her tongue-tip into his piss-slit.
"Nellie, you're a dream," he said. "I think I'm in love."
"I love it," she breathed, tongue racing up and down his fuckpole.
"You're beautiful too. Jesus, I really got lucky today."
"Mmmmmm, you're beautiful too. You're going to fuck me again, aren't you?"
He groaned. "Do I have a choice?"
She rubbed his cockhead against her moist, lush, lower lip. "Not really."
"Bitch!" he snickered. "Come on, Nellie, my girl. Take the whole thing into your mouth. You know you want to."
He gyrated his hips as she lid her lips halfway down his cockshaft. She fondled his balls. They were bloated with jism again.
"I'm gonna dump my next load in your mouth, Nellie."
"Give it to me."
He slammed his cock into the back of her throat repeatedly. "I'm almost there," he said, a moment later filling her mouth with bittersweet jism.
She went crazy. She sucked him mindlessly, taking his spurting prick into her throat with ease.
"Nellie, baby, you're the greatest!" he hissed.
Barbie couldn't speak. Her mouth was stuffed with jism and cock. But she trembled all over, and when she moved her hands up, he kissed her fingertips.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Her increasingly busy sex life made Barbie hornier than ever. She began seeing Steve regularly and cut her working days down to two and then to one.
One day she had a date with Steve and she spent the morning rushing around getting dressed in time for his arrival. She bathed and washed her hair and perfumed and lotioned her body. She was wearing a sheer black nightgown when he arrived and his sparkling eyes told her all she needed to know.
"I can't stay," he said as he squeezed her tits.
"Why?" She pushed up against him sexily. "Don't tell me you're tired of me already."
"Hell no." He nuzzled her neck. "I've got a job today. If I didn't need the bread so bad...."
"You never did tell me what you do."
"I'm an actor. In this town, what else?"
"How interesting. Where do you act?"
"Television. Movies. Whatever I can get."
"Don't you have time for a quickie?" She tried pulling his zipper down, but he stopped her.
"I wish I did, Nellie. I only dropped by because they're shooting near here." He grinned. "Okay, so today it's a fuck film. A guy's got to eat."
Barbie was intrigued. "You make fuck films? Mmmmm, how exciting."
He unwound her arms from around his neck. "Let go, Nellie. I really have to split." After a quick kiss, he left the house.
When he was gone, Barbie felt restless and hornier than ever. She went upstairs and lay down on the bed. She masturbated a while, but her fingers weren't enough.
I wish someone would ring the bell, some stud like Steve, and fuck my brains out, she thought.
The house was silent. With a shrug, she climbed off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
At that moment she would have fucked anyone. She hated jerking off. She could never really satisfy herself. No, she needed a cock shoved up her pussy to really get off.
She was about to get dressed when the doorbell rang. Whoever it is, I'm gonna get laid, she thought, not stopping for a robe, but running downstairs with her tits flying.
"Hi, Barbie," Ossie Milman said. Ossie was a neighborhood boy who sometimes did their yard work.
"Hi, Ossie." He was blushing so hard, she glanced down at her tits, giggled and hid behind the door. "Sorry. What can I do for you?"
"Uh, Ted asked me to drop by and cut the grass."
"Well, you know where the mower is."
"Yeah, but I'd like a drink of water first." Suddenly it occurred to her that although Ossie was young, he had a perfectly good cock.
She held the door open. "Come in," she said.
Her wet pussy-lips rubbed together as she led him into the kitchen. He had a cock and she had a wet cunt. Why not give the kid a thrill?
He helped himself to water and gazed at her quizzically as he drank it. She stood before him brazenly, without trying to cover herself up. She was waiting to make her move.
He gulped, flushed and averted his eyes. "I guess I'll get started now."
"Wait." Barbie stepped back, stared pointedly at his crotch and nodded. "If you don't mind, I've got something else for you to do today."
"Sure," he croaked. "I'll do whatever you want."
Not one to mince words, Barbie took his hand, guided him into the living room and placed her hand directly over his crotch.
"Christ!" he muttered.
"I won't hurt you," she purred. "I'm so horny. I was jerking off before you got here, but it wasn't good enough. Fingers never are. I'll bet you jerk off all the time. Maybe we could help each other out today. How old are you, anyhow?"
"Old enough," he replied, grinning.
"You're not a virgin, are you?"
"No." He backed up slightly, eyes wide and jaw slack.
"Don't be scared. I thought you said you weren't a virgin."
"I'm, uh, not." He swallowed hard.
She rubbed his crotch again. There was something nice and hard stirring inside. "Come upstairs with me, lover," she coaxed. "My pussy's very tight and wet. Men always tell me what a good fuck I am."
"What about Ted? He's not coming home, is he?"
"Don't be silly," she snapped, losing patience. "Would I offer to fuck you if he was going to walk in?"
"I guess not."
"I'm very horny, like I said. Give me your hand. There, feel it? Feel how wet my pussy is?"
She pressed his hand against her juicy cunt. Passion made him bolder. He quickly shoved a finger into her pussy.
"Good boy." She grinned. "Now isn't that a nice tight cunt? Wouldn't you like to stick your cock in there?"
The boy swallowed hard. "You bet I would."
It was a simple matter then for her to lead him upstairs. The lamb to slaughter, she thought with a giggle. In a matter of moments she had his clothes off. She removed her nightgown and stood next to the bed, posing seductively for the teenager.
She thought about Steve and how at this very moment he was probably fucking up a storm. "Do you like my body, Ossie?" she said, raising one foot to the bed and showing the boy her gaping pussy.
"You bet," he smirked.
"How about my tits?" She held her tits in her hand and lifted them up. "Are they big enough for you?"
Ossie nodded, still nervous, but obviously very excited. "Hell yes."
His cock strained upward toward the ceiling. The sight made her heart pound. "I'm going to suck your cock, honey," she said. "Do you think you'd like that?"
"I know damn well I will."
"Tell me," she said, sitting down next to him on the bed and grabbing hold of his dick. "Did anybody ever suck you off before?"
"You mean swallow it? No. Girls don't swallow."
"I will." She took his hand and again placed it between her wide-spread legs, watching his face to see his reaction.
"You really mean it when you say you'd swallow it?"
"Yes. I once sucked a woman's pussy and she sucked mine. Does that shock you?"
"Yeah, you bet."
She spread her cuntlips open to encourage him. "I've done lots of things. See this? You know what a clit is, don't you? Well, this other woman licked and sucked it. And she stuck her tongue right there into my hole. I thought I'd die, it was so good."
"You're not a lesbian, are you?" He stared hard at her pussy.
She rammed a finger into her cunt. "Do I look like a lesbian?"
"Uh-uh."
With that, Barbie pounced on the teenager and straddled him. She wriggled around and planted her cunt over his face.
"Kiss it," she purred. Stick your tongue right in there and kiss it."
Stretched out on his back with the hrony housewife sitting on his face, the boy had no choice but to flick his tongue against her cuntslit. He soon had her moaning and bending down to take his cock into her mouth.
"Mmmmm, baby, that's nice sucking," she said, swabbing her tongue all over his tasty cockhead.
He grabbed her ass with both hands and ground his lips and teeth against her pussy trench. "Jesus, you taste good," he said.
"So do you. Mmmmmm, baby, you're a natural cuntlapper."
She clamped her thighs around his head and darted her tongue up and down his fuck-stick. A moment later she was sprawled on top of him, demanding to be fucked.
"Do it, honey," she said. "Ram it into me and give me a good hard fucking."
The now-confident teenager quickly pressed the tip of his prick into the slick mouth of Barbie's cunt. He grabbed hold of her ass, heaved up and fucked his cock all the way into her.
"Damn, that feels good!" she yelled. "God, I love when that thing first goes in!" She wriggled her ass and worked her slippery cunt around his rock-hard prick. The boy's eyes were glazed over and he grunted softly with every thrust of his cock.
Suddenly he let out a roar and flipped her over onto her back. Now he sprawled over her, banging into her with a force that took her breath away.
"I gotta be on top," he panted. "I gotta be on top when I fuck you."
"Oh, baby, fuck away. Really give it to me. I like it hard and deep, baby. Give it to me the way I like it."
She wrapped her legs around his back and worked her pussy around his dick. She strained to achieve the release she craved.
"I feel your balls hitting my butt," she giggled. "Oh, baby, sock it to me!" She squirmed her ass and grabbed his head in her hands.
"Oh, man, this is fucking!"
"You bet it is. Really slam it in. Don't be afraid to hurt me. Let me have every fucking inch of your prick, baby. Really made my pussy sing. Oh, God, it itches so!"
She clutched him wildly, fingernails raking his arms. She locked her thighs around him and held her breath as the first spasms of an orgasm engulfed her.
Ossie churned his hips in a frenzy in an obvious attempt to give her the best fuck of her life. "Jesus, your cunt is grabbing my dick!" he hissed. "It's gonna suck the come out of my balls any minute. Jesus Christ!"
"Suck my tits, honey. Come here and suck my tits. Oh, yes, that's good. Lick my nipple. Now the other one. Go back and forth. Now bite it. Just the tip. Now take the whole thing into your mouth. Keep doing that with your tongue. My God, what a good cocksman you are!"
Suddenly she forced him to pull out.
"Get on your belly," she said. "I want to give you a treat."
When he was stretched out on his belly, she crawled between his legs and pulled his asscheeks apart.
He groaned. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"You'll see." She flicked her tongue up and down his asscrack, causing him to shudder violently.
"Hey, honest, what the fuck are you doing?"
"I'm licking your shitter."
"Jesus Christ!"
"Jesus has nothing to do with it."
She lapped her tongue back and forth the length of his asscrack. At intervals she concentrated on his strongly puckered bung.
The boy wriggled his ass and groaned when she forced the tip of her tongue into his shitter. His entire body was wet with perspiration. She continued pushing her tongue-tip into his asshole.
Suddenly she jammed a finger into his brownie, opened it up and managed to get more of her tongue inside. The teenager heaved his ass and groaned loudly.
"I never knew people did things like this," he said.
"I didn't either," she giggled.
"I better fuck you again or I might shoot off."
With one last swipe of her tongue at his shitter, she quickly stretched out on her back. "Slam your cock into me, baby," she said, legs in the air and arms outstretched.
And then he was fucking into her again, face flushed and hair falling over his eyes. Her slick juices poured out of her hairy contracting snatch, drenching his cock and filling the air with slurping sucking sounds.
She tossed herself at him, driving her cunt around his stroking cock. Flesh slapped flesh. Breathing was ragged.
Then something clicked and her pussy exploded and the savage intensity of her pleasure took her breath away. Each time his cock plunged into her, her climaxing pussy held it in its grip.
Suddenly the boy's cock jerked wildly and he began shooting cock jabbed into her in a frenzy.
"You're sucking the come right out of my balls," he groaned.
When he finally collapsed on top of her, his cock imbedded inside her, she let him rest for a while without moving. Then she began clenching her cunt-muscles around his still twitching cock.
"What're you doing?" he said. "Making your cock hard again." He snickered. "No way."
"Want to bet?"
He shook his head. "It'll take at least a half hour to get it hard again."
"I think I can do it faster." She got to her knees, pushed his thighs open and easily took his entire cock into her mouth.
The teenager gawked at her. "Are you a nympho?" he said.
She lapped her tongue around and around his cockhead and fondled his balls. "No, I'm just a healthy woman who loves sex."
Ossie folded his hands over his chest and grinned. "Can we do it again some time?"
"We'll see. Probably. You're a very good lover for a boy your age."
He grimaced. "Jesus, you're taking my balls in your mouth!"
Mouth stuffed, all Barbie could do was nod happily.
Ossie's youth served him well. His cock was hard again in less than ten minutes. This time she made him fuck her from behind and after that she taught him how to fuck her while she sat on his lap facing him.
"There sure are a lot of positions," he said, standing behind her now while she leaned against the wall, fucking his cock into her from the rear.
"There are endless positions, honey," Barbie said, bent from the waist and legs apart. "And I'll teach you all of them. Easy, easy. There are times when it's best to fuck slowly."
"Jesus, Barbie!" He gripped her hips and started banging into her.
"You'll come if you fuck me that fast."
"I can't help it. You've got me crazy."
"Go on and do it, honey," she said, thrusting back at him. "Oh, God, what a cocksman you are!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Ossie finally left, Barbie threw on a pair of jeans and a sweater. Then, suddenly, the doorbell rang and when she went to answer it Steve was standing in the doorway with a friend by the name of Bob.
"You can't stay long," she said as she mixed their drinks.
"The old man's coming home for a change, huh?" Steve said.
Barbie glanced at Bob. "Yes," she said softly.
Steve grinned. "You can talk in front of Bob.
He was the cameraman on the set today. He's a pro. There's nothing you can say or do that'd shock him."
"Well, if you must know, I'll tell you." Barbie took a big gulp of her drink and sat down between the men on the sofa. "I had a young boy here until just a while ago and frankly I'm all fucked-out."
Bob snickered but said nothing. Steve placed his hand on her thigh and squeezed it. "Good. I'm fucked out too, and Bob here copped a quickie with the second lead, didn't you, buddy? But we've got a little tape here we'd like you to see. I think you'll find it very interesting. Can Bob put it on the VCR?"
"Frankly I'm not in the mood for a movie. Especially one of those-"
"You will be for this one."
Bob slipped a tape into the VCR and sat back down on the sofa. "Are you really gonna play it for her?" he said.
"Sure," Steve said. "It'll be a kick for Barbie, here."
"Listen, boys, I've seen fuck films before. What's the big deal with this one?"
Steve snickered. "The star."
Barbie was confused. "Is she someone I know?"
"Not the broad."
"The guy."
"The stud."
"What stud?" Barbie said. "If you'd shut up and let Bob turn it on you'd find out."
"Is it my boss?" she said. Steve had met the Walkers. "I'll bet it's Clint. How exciting! Is Jan in it too? I wouldn't put it past her. She's a natural exhibitionist. Oh, put it on, Bob."
Steve squeezed her thigh. "It's not Clint and the ballbreaker. It's someone you're much closer to."
"Closer to? Now I am confused."
"Who do you know better than anyone else in the world?"
"Ted?" Her jaw dropped. "It can't be Ted. You're joking. You're teasing me. It can't be Ted. You don't even know him."
"It's a small town, Barbie. Especially when you're in the business."
Bob seemed uncomfortable. "I told you this was a lousy idea," he said.
"Cool it, friend. Barbie's a savvy lady. She no knows the score. Ready, Barbie, my love?"
Barbie froze. Her hands felt bold. Her fingers shook. Was it possible that Ted was actually acting in fuck films? Was that why he was away from home so much lately. And why he seemed more preoccupied than ever? And less interested in her.
"I'm not sure if I want to see it," she said.
"Aw, Barbie," Steve said. "So your old man's doing it for the camera. So fucking what?"
"He's my husband, for God's sake!"
"You're no angel. Remeber how we met?"
Bob fidgeted in his seat. He lit a cigarette and drained his glass. "Got another drink?" he said.
"It's over there," Barbie said, her head aching. "Get it yourself."
After Bob fixed his drink, he sat down again. "Should I turn it on now?" he said. When Steve nodded, Bob turned the switch and the movie came on the screen.
It was Ted, of course. In living color. He was fully dressed, seated on a sofa with a big-busted blonde. Barbie squeezed Steve's hand.
"Who is she?" she said.
"One of the regulars. Watch."
Barbie felt strangely calm. Ted was drinking what appeared to be a martini. Neither he nor the blonde had spoken yet, but the blonde was standing up and showing Ted her cleavage.
"You're real cute," the blonde lisped, dropping to her knees before Ted and pawing his crotch.
"I don't believe this," Barbie said.
"He's not bad," Steve mused.
On the screen, Ted was staring at the blonde's bulging tits. "Watch it, blondie," he said in a strangely unnatural voice.
"You've got a cock like a baseball bat," the blonde giggled.
Barbie groaned. "How long has this been going on?" she said.
"This is the second film he's done, that I know of," Steve said. "He answered an ad that called for husky studs. He's a natural. Watch this."
Ted was squeezing the blonde's tits. She giggled, plopped down onto Ted's lap and jiggled her tits in his face. Ted pressed his face against her white flesh. She unbuttoned her dress and revealed her naked tits.
"Now those are what I call knockers," Ted said.
"He'll never win an acting award, but he's not bad," Steve said.
Barbie giggled. "I know this is going to sound crazy, but this whole thing is turning me on."
Steve draped his arm around her neck and toyed with her tits. "I knew it would, Barbie."
Now the blonde was tearing at Ted's clothes. They were kissing, stretched out on the sofa and french-kissing.
"Is there a bed in this place?" Ted said, breaking the kiss and grabbing hold of the blonde's fleshy ass.
"You bet, big boy."
The scene changed abruptly, and suddenly Ted and the blonde were standing next to a bed. Ted dropped his pants and the blonde tugged at his shorts. In a moment he was bare-assed and his cock was standing out like a flagpole.
"I haven't seen him like that in ages," Barbie giggled.
"I told you he was okay," Steve said. "But guys like Ted never last. It's a kick the first few times they do it, but when it gets to be work they split."
"I still don't believe it's my Ted." Barbie's pussy sizzled as she watched the screen.
"The blonde's gonna go down on him soon," Bob said.
"The bastards!" Barbie hissed. "The cheating bastard!"
"Hey, Barbie, don't sweat it," Steve chuckled. "Remember how we met."
"Oh, shut up!" she snapped.
Suddenly the scene changed. The blonde was undressed and Ted was finger-fucking her. Barbie watched wide-eyed as he fucked his finger in and out of her gash as she wriggled around with exaggerated motions of her hips.
"I want your prick in me," the blonde moaned. "Give me your prick."
Ted slipped his finger from her pussy and crouched down. She took his cock into her fist. He paused for a moment before pushing her head down and shoving his cock into her mouth.
"This scene isn't long enough," Bob said. "She only sucks him for a minute."
"He's gonna go down on her too," Steve said, toying with Barbie's tits.
"I still can't believe that's my Ted," Barbie breathed. "He's always been the ail-American boy."
Steve chuckled. "And from what you tell me, you were the ail-American girl. So what else is new? Fucking is ail-American now."
Barbie felt a moment of raw jealousy as she watched Ted spread the blonde's thighs apart and lap his tongue over her slit from side to side.
"Mmmmmm," Ted murmured, his tongue flicking up and down the blonde's cunt-slit.
The blonde cried out when he wormed the tip of his tongue into her cunthole. The moment he raised his head, she grabbed his head and kissed him.
"The cunt's eating herself," Bob chuckled.
Steve had his hand on Barbie's bare tits now. "You okay, babe?"
"I think so," Barbie said.
"I'll bet you're horny, huh, Barbie?"
"Yes. Wait, I think he's going to finally fuck her."
Barbie sucked in her breath when Ted rammed his prick into the blonde's asshole. The blonde squealed and swayed her hips back and forth.
"Stick it to me, stud," the blonde shrieked. "They greased her up off camera," Steve said. us
"That bastard!" Barbie said. "He never fucks me in the ass."
"That's life, Barbie." Steve bent down and nuzzled her tits. "It'll be over in a minute and Bob and I'll take care of that hot ass of yours."
Barbie's eyes never left the screen. "Both of you?"
"Two super-cocks," Steve said.
"Yes, I'd like that," Barbie said, smiling as she watched her husband cornhole the blonde on the screen.
The blonde swiveled her hips and squeezed her tits as Ted's cock crashed into her butt. Ted appeared to be concentrating very hard. He grimaced as in turn he slammed and corkscrewed into her.
"Oh, baby, what a sweet ass you've got!" Ted said.
His voice sounded unnatural to Barbie. So unlike the Ted she knew.
"He's lousy with lines," Steve said. "A lot of the amateurs are okay when it comes to fucking, in the beginning anyway. But they're rotten when it comes to lines."
"Does Ted get paid for doing this?" Barbie said.
"Yeah, sure, but not that much. They pay the girls a lot more. The guys do all right though. Not bad for doing what you dig anyway."
Suddenly Ted clenched his teeth and grunted. Then he came inside the blonde's shitter. He held her hips and banged into her, roaring loudly with every thrust. He slammed against her ass, causing her tits to wobble around and sending her head crashing into the pillow.
And then it was over. Rather abruptly, the screen went blank. Steve kissed Barbie's ear and Bob chuckled.
"That's it, Barbie," Steve said. "What do you think?"
"I'm not sure," she said "In a way I sort of liked it. I have to sort my thoughts out."
Steve kissed her while Bob went to pee. "Bob's a nice kid," Steve said. "Just think of your old man when we bang you."
"I will," Barbie giggled weakly. "Let's get into a bed."
Upstairs they undressed. Bob's cock was nice and big. Barbie was still thinking about Ted and the film. The first one undressed, she stretched out on the bed and waited for the men to join her.
"I told Bob what a beautiful body you have," Steve said, stretching out next to her.
"Yeah," Bob said. "Your husband's a jerk for fooling around when he's got you."
Steve began stroking her beaver and gently opening her legs. Then he knelt between her thighs and thrust his face against her slick-lipped pussy.
Barbie was hot, ready for anything. Steve separated her cunt-petals with his tongue and licked her clit. When she felt his tongue on her erected clit, she shivered violently.
Bob watched for a while. Then with a sweet smile, he crouched next to her on the bed and urged her to take his cock into her mouth.
She was happy to have her mouth filled with fuckmeat. Happy to have two men to make love to her and make her forget that Ted was fucking around.
She flicked her tongue up and down Bob's cockshaft while Steve relentlesly sucked her clit. When a glob of pussyjuice gushed out of her, Steve didn't seem to mind. He licked it up and continued eating her.
As for Bob, his cock was growing so large she found it difficult to take more than a few inches into her mouth.
"She's a sweet cocksucker," Bob said. "Real sweet."
Barbie writhed around and moaned, her pleasure mounting. Steve was driving her crazy with his tongue. "Fuck me, boys," she sighed. "Fuck me, both of you."
"How do you want it, Barbie?" Steve said, still licking her snatch.
"I'll bet she wants one in her cunt and one in her asshole," Bob snickered.
"That sounds good to me," Barbie giggled.
They rolled her onto her side. Bob stretched out behind her while Steve faced her. She raised one leg to encourage them when they began poking their tools into her. She rested it on Steve's hip and opened herself to him.
Behind her, Bob was fingerfucking her asshole. She eagerly returned Steve's kisses as Bob churned her ass-juices and stretched her bung.
She almost forgot about Ted and his secret acting career as one man fingered her ass and the other french-kissed her.
We're both cheating, she thought with a rush of excitement. That makes us even. Any guilt she had ever felt dissipated. Ted was cheating too.
"I love it," she cried, grabbing hold of Steve's cock.
"That's right, baby, make it sing," he said.
She pumped his cock blissfully while behind her Bob worked two fingers in and out of her shit-chute. "I'm gonna stick it in," he said.
"Are you ready, Barbie?" Steve said.
"Yes, both of you, stick your cocks into me. I'm ready for both of you."
And then Steve was fitting the fat head of his cock into her cunt and Bob was working his rock-hard prick into her ass. Both men paused momentarily before shoving in balls-deep, one in her asshole and the other in her cunt.
"Wonderful!" she cried, trying not to wriggle around and thus expel their dicks. "I love it!"
"Go, man, go!" Steve said.
The men fucked her in tandem. When one pulled out, the other plunged in. They were gentle but agressive and she loved taking two cocks at once.
She thought about Ted and the blonde as she started coming. "Come inside me, boys," she said. "Fill me up with your jism. Come in me."
"Not yet," Steve said, pulling out.
When she stopped shaking, when she opened her eyes, Steve was touching his cockhead to her lips and grinning. "Lick just the tip, Barbie," he said.
"I'm gonna come in her asshole," Bob said.
"Let me take his load in my ass," Barbie said.
She fell to her knees and lay very still while Bob's cock filled her bowels. It hurt, but even the pain was a turn-on. Bob grunted as he struggled to maintain his control. Then when he let loose and came, he roared.
Most of his load landed inside her and warmed her insides deliriously. Some of it dribbled out over her ass and Bob rubbed it into her rubbery cheeks with his cockhead.
"Your old man's an asshole," Bob said, coaxing the last drops of jism from his cock.
"Let me at her," Steve said, mounting her and forcing his prick into her mouth. "Just lick it a little, Barbie. Open your sweet mouth and take it. Yeah, like that. Lick like that. Oh, baby, what a sweet pink tongue you've got! Atta girl. Lick real good and I'll treat you to a come-soda. Go, Barbie, go."
CHAPTER NINE
A few weeks passed. Barbie and Ted began communicating a little better. He asked her about her job and she feigned interest in his. Several times she caught him looking at her strangely. But when she asked him if he wanted to talk about something special, he said no.
She wondered if he was still acting in porn films. Steve had a job out of town now so she had no way of knowing.
One day when she went to work, Clint handed her a box. "Here, put it on," he said. "It's your new uniform."
"I didn't know we were getting new uniforms. What does it look like?"
"You'll see. Go put it on and stay in my office. I'll be there in a while."
She knew what that meant. Clint was horny. "What about my station?" she said, "PI have one of the other girls cover it."
She went to Clint's office and slipped into the uniform. It was black satin with a neckline that plunged almost to her navel and it was meant to be worn without underwear. It was quite a change from the skirt and blouse the waitresses normally wore, but very sexy.
"Revealing as hell," she giggled at her reflection.
While she waited for Clint, she poured herself some wine, brushed her hair and freshened her make-up. She had showered before coming to work and she was wearing Clint's favorite perfume.
When the telephone rang, she answered it. "Barbie speaking."
"It's Jan. I'm glad I got you before you went to work. How do you like the dress?"
Barbie and Jan had become close friends. "It's very sexy. Did you pick it out?"
"Yes. With your body in mind. I sort of envy Clint today. I could go for a roll in the hay with you myself."
The women were totally open about Barbie's relationship with Clint. Jan frequently watched when they made love. Occasionally she still joined in for a threesome.
"Why don't you come by and we'll have a party," Barbie said. Suddenly she realized her heart wasn't in it. She wasn't in the mood for Clint or his wife.
"Can't. I've got a date."
"Anyone I know?"
"I don't think so. Give Clint a kiss for me. Bye."
When she hung up, Barbie's mind reeled. I'm bored with this life, she thought. What is it I really want?
Just then Clint appeared. When he saw Barbie in her low-cut black satin dress, he whistled. "As usual Jan was right. It's perfect for you. I just hope it fits the other girls as well."
"I'm sure it will. Are you drinking wine?"
"Whatever."
Clint was charming and a good boss as well as a considerate lover, but Barbie realized she was bored with him. Now as they settled down on the sofa, she hoped he wouldn't keep her long. She was anxious to get to work. She liked meeting people and being admired by the men who mobbed the bar.
"I was thinking of opening a new place," Clint said. "A private club for singles with an annual fee and a gym. Maybe a healthfood bar. Stuff like that."
"Oh?"
Barbie settled down to listen. Clint was a great talker and now he went into detail about his plans. After a while she found herself bored by the conversation. Clint, however, droned on and on. Occasionally she asked a question and that set him off again.
He had his legs stretched out in front of him and after several glasses of wine there was a distinct bulge in his crotch. Barbie knew what he was leading up to. He'd toss her a quickie before she went to work. Usually she enjoyed the time they spent together, but not tonight. Tonight was different and she didn't know why.
"I think I better get to work," she said when Clint paused for breath.
He grabbed her hand. "Don't go. I want to fuck you."
She felt herself tighten up. He was staring at her cleavage and normally that would turn her on. But not tonight. Tonight she found herself thinking about Ted and wondering what he was up to.
That's it, she thought as Clint kissed her fingers one by one. I'm hot for Ted. I'd rather be fucking my husband than my boss. It's been Ted I wanted all along, but I was too dumb to realize it.
"You really do have beautiful tits," Clint said.
"I have to talk to you," she said, trying unsuccessfully to pull her hand away.
"We'll talk later. Now I want to suck those beautiful tits of yours."
"Please let go, Clint. Really. I'm not in the mood tonight."
"What do you mean, not in the mood? You better be in the mood if you like your job."
"That's what I want to talk about. I'm quitting."
He reached into her dress and cupped one of her tits. "You're kidding? Just when I'm opening the new place? I thought you'd be pleased about it."
"Please, Clint, let me go. I want to go home to my husband."
He squeezed her tit and grinned. "So, that's it. You're feeling guilty. Well, I'm going to suck your tits and fuck you one last time. Then you can go home and stay home for all I care."
She knew Clint could be nasty when he drank too much. Now he used both hands to push her dress down and expose her tits. He pressed his face against her cleavage and began licking her nipples.
Barbie felt her pussy turn to jelly. Her legs fell open and she cradled his head in her arms. "Okay, one last time," she murmured. "And then I'm going home to salvage my marriage."
He sucked one tit and then the other. When he gazed up at her, she noticed for the first time that his eyes were bloodshot.
"Clint wants to suck titties," he said.
She rocked him in her arms. "Suck them, Clint. I want you to."
As he sucked and licked her tits, she thought about her life. She liked Jan and Clint and she wanted to keep their friendship. But she was going to make a real effort to save her marriage and if her friends got in the way they would have to go.
It was Ted all the time, she thought with a rush. I never stopped loving him. I just didn't know what I wanted.
She remembered how Ted had looked in the porn film with the blonde. She thought he still loved her. He was so tender lately. So gentle and loving.
She decided that when she arrived home that night they would talk about their marriage. And if Ted didn't want to talk, she'd make love to him the way she used to in the old days. Even if she didn't get off, she'd enjoy giving him pleasure.
"Suck my cock," Clint said now.
She had almost forgotten about Clint. "Huh?" she said.
"My dick, baby." He unzipped his fly and yanked his prick out. His cock was fully erect. "Suck it, honey, and then I'll fuck you."
"Yes, boss," Barbie said, anxious to get it over with.
He rose up and shoved his pants down around his knees. She noticed once again that he had a good body. Nice muscular thighs. Flat belly. Would she miss her old life when she started being faithful to Ted? Would she really be faithful to Ted?
"Well?" Clint said, breaking into her reverie.
She sank to her knees before him and pressed her lips to his hairy ball-bag. She licked his balls lovingly and swabbed her tongue around his cockhead.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Suck my cock good."
She took his cockhead into her mouth. It filled her mouth delightfully. She held his cockshaft at the base and dribbled saliva around his knob to thoroughly wet it down.
She inhaled his masculine fragrance and enjoyed the special taste of his cock. Every man had his own unique smell and taste. Even as she sucked Clint's prick and enjoyed his aroma, she thought about Ted.
She decided that when she got home she would show Ted her new uniform and then announce that she had quit her job. The prospect of going home later and fucking her husband turned her on.
"Fuck me," she said to Clint, spitting his cock out and rising up. "Quick. I want to go home."
Clint smirked. "What's the hurry?"
"I want to make up with Ted."
"Oh, yeah? You want me to fuck you fast so you can go home to your husband?"
She became impatient. "I'm really not in the mood for game playing, Clint. Please fuck me and get it over with so I can go home. I told you. I quit."
Clint's face reddened. "Leave the dress."
"Pardon me?"
"I said leave the dress. You're not taking it home."
"I don't care about the damn dress."
"You'll miss this place." He was angry and a little drunk. "What about Jan? You still gonna ball her?"
"Jan and I are friends. I hope we'll remain friends."
"Bullshit! Jan likes your cunt."
"This is crazy. Why not let me go right now? Here, I'll leave you your dress." She began unzipping her uniform.
Clint grabbed her wrist and twisted it. His lower lip curled. "Not so fast. You owe me one last fuck. Maybe two."
"I said you could fuck me. Come on, Clint. You're hurting my arm."
"Fucking cunt," he muttered. "Fucking cunt."
Barbie was losing patience. "Listen, maybe I better leave now. Stop that. You're tearing the dress." "Yeah, so I am. That means you'll have to pay for it."
"This is like a bad dream. Just because I quit. Stop that, Clint. What are you doing?"
He took hold of the front of her uniform and ripped it down the middle. "Yeah, too bad," he smirked. "You know the rules, I'll just have to take it out of your pay."
"The hell you will. Now let me go."
He pushed her down to her knees and forced his cock into her mouth. "I'll take it out in trade," he sneered.
"What do you want?" she mumbled, working her lips and tongue around his prick.
"Like I said, I want you to suck my dick."
"You're drunk."
"You bet. Keep sucking, cunt."
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her against him. "Stop that!" she gasped.
"Suck harder, I don't feel it."
Barbie sighed as she sucked. She was barely aroused. Suddenly Clint pulled his cock out of her mouth and tucked it into his fly.
"I think I'll get that new girl in here," he said. "The little redhead. She looks like she can give a decent blow job."
"No, I'll do it." Barbie reached inside his fly and brought his cock out again. She began kissing the prickshaft and fondling his balls.
"That's better."
Clint patted her head, shoved his pants down and sank to the sofa. She remained on her knees, following him around like a puppy.
"Now suck it good," he said.
She crawled closer and quickly took his prick into her mouth. "What's got into you?" she said.
"You're really leaving me?"
"Oh Clint."
He shrugged. "Jan doesn't love me."
He sounded drunk and silly and she realized she didn't like him very much. What am I doing here? she thought.
"Jan doesn't love me and you're leaving me."
His cock had shriveled and Barbie worked hard to bring it up again. "I have to save my marriage, but we can still see each other," she lied.
"We can?" His cock stiffened perceptibly.
Barbie pumped the shaft and sucked the head. "Yes, of course. Now let me suck you off, Clint. I want to suck you off."
"Wanna fuck your sweet pussy. Wanna fuck that sweet winking cunt of yours."
Then he had her on the sofa and he was pulling her panties down. The black dress was ruined, hanging in shreds around her body.
Cheap, she thought. The dress is cheap and my life is cheap. Poor Ted. I've treated him so badly all these months.
She wasn't aware when Clint started eating her. She remained unmoved when he flicked his tongue over her snatch and licked her clit.
"Get hot, damn you!" he hissed. "You're dry as a bone."
"I'm excited," she said, forcing herself to writhe her ass. "Honest, Clint, I'm real turned on."
But she wasn't. Even as she clamped her thighs around his head she remained unmoved. He licked her tirelessly, but although she moaned and wriggled around, all she could think about was Ted.
And then he was fucking her, shoving his prick into her barely wet pussy and hurting her. He managed to get all the way inside and eventually she lubricated.
"Fucking cunt!" he muttered as he fucked into her. "Never wanna see you again, cunt."
And you never will, she thought. She wanted to get home to Ted. The thought of setting her marriage straight spurred her on and she rammed her cunt at Clint's prick to feign excitement.
Suddenly the door opened and Vince walked into the room. She knew when she saw him what he wanted.
"Oh no," she moaned.
"Take her mouth," Clint said to the bartender.
"Good deal, boss," Vince said, climbing onto the sofa and dropping his cock into Barbie's mouth.
The life she had been leading and reveling in suddenly disgusted her. Now she had Vince's cock in her mouth and Clint's in her pussy and she still felt nothing.
"She's not sucking so good tonight, boss," Vince said.
"She's not fucking so good either," Clint said.
"Make her do a better job," a woman's voice said.
Barbie glanced up and saw Jan in the doorway. She knew in that moment that Jan wasn't her friend and never had been.
"I thought we might have a party," Jan said, approaching the sofa and kissing Clint.
Clint's cock crashed into Barbie's numbed pussy. "She's got religion suddenly," he smirked. "She wants to home and be a housewife."
"Let her," Jan said coldly. "I was getting bored with her anyway."
"Me too, boss," Vince said. "But she used to give a hell of a blowjob."
Clint still hadn't come. Barbie's jaws ached as she struggled to bring Vince off in her mouth. Would this nightmare never end? she thought. t t t
"Honey, wake up."
"Awful nightmare," Barbie muttered, opening her eyes.
"It must have been a bad one, honey," Ted said. "You were crying in your sleep."
Barbie looked around. She was in her own bed in her own house. There was no black satin uniform. No Clint and Jan and Vince. She was home, with Ted. She had just had a bad dream.
"Are you okay, honey?" Ted said, sitting down beside her on the bed.
"Oh, Ted! For the first time in ages, I really am," she said.
CHAPTER TEN
"That reminds me, honey," Ted said. "We haven't made love in over a week."
"I know. Kiss me, Ted. Mmmmmm, that's nice."
"Take that thing off and let's fuck."
Barbie glanced down at her chest. She was wearing a new black satin nightgown with a plunging neckline. "Dreams are so funny," she said.
"Want to tell me about it."
"I don't remember much. But Clint was in it. And Jan and Vince."
"That damn job is getting to you. That's what the dream was about. Anxiety."
"I want to talk to you about that, honey."
Ted crawled under the covers next to her and took her into his arms. "Talk away, wife."
"No, Ted, don't do that. You'll turn me on and I really want to talk." Barbie had decided to tell Ted everything. Only when they had established honesty between them would their marriage change.
"You sound serious." His eyes clouded over. "Maybe you're right. It's time we did talk."
He's going to confess about making the movies, Barbie thought, heart pounding.
"Communication is very important in a marriage," she said. "That's what all the experts say."
As they settled back against the pillows, Barbie thought about all the things she wanted to say to Ted. It wouldn't be easy to tell him she had been cheating. He might even want a divorce. But she had to take the chance. She was tired of living a lie.
"You're not going to complain about the way I make love to you, are you?" Ted said.
"No, it's not that."
He made a lunge for her. "Then come here, wife, and do your duty."
She was tempted to let him fuck her without talking first, but she decided that would be taking the easy way out.
"No, honey. I really think we ought to talk."
"Sounds serious. What's going on?"
Barbie took a deep breath and gathered her courage. "You know I meet a lot of men at work," she began.
"Yeah, I know and I don't like it."
"Some of them hit on me."
"I'll bet they do." He shook his fist. "I want you to quit that damn job and stay home where you belong."
"I did, honey. That's one of the things I wanted to tell you."
"Good." He pawed her tits. "Let's fuck."
"No, not yet. I want us to get out of that rut. We don't make love the way we used to and I resent it. I love you, Ted, but I just don't make it when we make love."
"Yeah, I guessed that. You told me often enough."
"It's important, honey. When you get on top of me and just stick it in, I hardly feel a thing."
"You need foreplay, I know."
"Yes, I do and I'm not ashamed to say it."
"Okay, honey, I'll do my best. It's just that a man doesn't need much to get excited. But I'll do my best to go slowly."
Maybe I don't have to confess after all, Barbie thought. But she wanted to clear the air.
She pressed up against him. "Honey, have you ever cheated on me?" Her voice was soft and child-like.
Silence. Ted cleared his throat. "I was afraid that was coming. Who told you?"
"Uh, told me what?"
"About those damn movies. Who told you?"
"Uh, what movies?"
Ted breathed a sigh of relief. "Nothing. What were you saying?"
"I asked you if you ever cheated on me?"
He reddened. "Of course not, honey. Why would I cheat on a sexy dish like you?"
Barbie decided to let that pass. "You know, honey, it would turn me on if we undressed each other sometimes and drank champagne while we made love."
"I'll buy a case tomorrow. What else?"
"You could undress me now. I bought this nightgown because I thought you'd like it. You could take it off and kiss my tits for starters."
When he frowned, she thought she might have gone too far. Then he grinned and began pushing the straps of her nightgown down.
"You bet, baby. Sometimes a guy forgets what he's got at home. You always did have terrific jugs. Did any of those guys you waited on ever make a grab for them?"
"Uh, one or two, but nothing serious."
Her nightgown was down to her waist now and Ted was licking her tits. "I'll try, hon," he said. "But guys are taught to be macho and it won't be easy."
"It'll be worth the effort for both of us. We'll have a happy marriage again and, oh, Ted, I do love you."
"I love you too."
He grinned boyishly when he tugged her nightgown off her feet. He eyed her tits, began to suck them and then backed off.
"I'm moving too fast, huh?"
"Yes, darling, you are. Just touch me a while. Stroke me. All over. My back and my arms and my legs. Work your way up to my tits and pussy."
"It could take all night." He gazed at her tits with longing.
"I'm getting so excited, honey. I love the way you're touching my thighs."
"I'd like to fuck you right now."
"But that's the point. I'm getting excited, but I'm not ready." She took his hands and placed them on her tits. "You can touch them. Just don't suck them yet."
His hands were awkward, but his expression was intent. He wanted to please her and she loved him for trying.
"I guess we've both made mistakes," he said.
He knows, Barbie thought with a shiver. He knows I've cheated and doesn't want it confirmed. But he knows and he still loves me.
"I guess we have," she whispered, lacing her fingers through his hair as he caressed her tits.
"All married couples have their problems."
"But nothing's insurmountable when you're in love."
"You bet, honey, and I've loved you since we were kids."
"Me too."
"Are you getting turned-on?"
"Yes, but I need a lot more of that." She knew if their sex life was going to improve she had to be firm. "You can kiss them now, but not too fast. Lick my nipples and bite them too. Mmmmmm, that's nice. I like that a lot."
He spent the next few minutes stroking and kissing her tits. Then she took his hands and moved them away from her boobs. "Now I'll make love to you for a while," she said. "We'll take turns. It's wonderful that way. Back and forth. Oh, hon, you'll see."
Her tits wobbled around as she climbed to her knees and lowered her mouth to his prick. He let out a sigh and leaned back against the pillows when she took his big fat cockhead into her mouth.
"I'm sure glad we had this talk," he said.
"Me too, honey," she mumbled.
But after a few moments he started to climb over her. He forced her onto her back and tried opening her legs with his knee.
Their future was at stake and she knew she had to be firm. "No, darling, not yet," she said, pushing him away. "It's much too soon. I'm not ready yet."
"Jesus, hon, I'm so fucking horny."
"I know, but it'll be much better for both of us if we take our time." To mollify him, she took his cock into her fist and gently pumped it.
"Sorry, hon, I'll try harder," he said with a wan smile.
"I'm doing this because it's the only way our sex life will improve. You do understand, don't you?"
He swallowed hard. "Yeah, I understand. I sure as hell don't want to lose you. What do you want me to do to you next?"
"You can play with my tits a little longer. That really turns me on, especially when you lick my nipples. Then I'll do whatever you want. Like I said. We'll take turns."
She stretched out on her back. Ted took her tits in his hands and stared at them intently. When he grinned, Barbie took a deep breath.
"You know, I think I'm going to like this new way of making it," he said.
When he bent down and began licking her nipples, Barbie let out a horny moan. "I'm getting so wet," she said. "You're getting me so excited."
Ted seemed pleased by her words. He gave her tits one more lick and prepared to mount her. Although she was eager to get fucked, she stopped him.
"Not yet. I need more foreplay."
He trailed the tip of his tongue from her tits to her belly. He zeroed in on her navel.
"That's very creative," she said. "Now, my tits again."
He groaned as he captured one of her nipples between his teeth. She shivered when he whipped it with his tongue. She felt her pussy spasm and contract. He was turning her pussy to jelly, but she didn't tell him.
"Suck tit, darling," she breathed.
Ted hesitated a moment and then drew her other tit into his mouth. She moaned softly as he swirled his tongue over her sensitive nipple.
"When?" he said, still licking her tits.
"Soon," she purred.
He eyed her cunt hungrily. "I'm dying to fuck," he said. "Jesus, Barbie, I'm dying to stick it to you."
"Not yet." She hugged him to soften the blow. But she knew if their marriage was going to be saved their sex life would have to improve.
"I guess you want me to eat you," he said.
Barbie faced the truth. Ted had never enjoyed going down on her. Now she had to show him how much she needed it.
"Ted, darling, I do want you to eat me," she said. "And I think if you concentrate real hard you might even enjoy it."
He blushed as he stared at her pussygash. "I guess you know I never did like it."
Barbie deliberately opened her legs to totally expose her snatch. "I guessed as much. Lots of men don't enjoy the taste of pussy. I think it's a holdover from your childhood when your mother told you a girl was dirty. But now you're a grown man and you know different."
"You know, hon, you're right. My mom did tell me it was dirty and not to touch it. Ever. I guess a guy remembers that somewhere in his subsconsious. But, you know, I think it's sort of cute. Your pussy, I mean. I think maybe I'll like licking it if I stop thinking about what my mom said when I was a kid."
"Your mother meant well, honey. Hmmmm, I see by the way you're looking at me that you're kind of getting excited about eating me."
Ted gawked at her cunt. "You know, it's like I never really saw it before. It's really cute."
She touched herself. "And my clit's hard too. You've made me horny, hon. You will kiss it, won't you?"
He eyed her slit and the wrinkled mouth of her asshole. Slowly, he grinned. "You bet, I will. And not because you want me to, but because I want to kiss it."
"Just use your fingers first. That's right. Touch me all over. That's good. Now touch my clit. You can stick a finger inside me too. Wiggle it around. That's right. That's very good. Oh, baby, you're really turning me on."
Ted seemed excited. When he hovered over her, his cock stood up between his legs like a giant salami. She was dying to suck it, but she wanted him to get used to spending time on her.
Soon he was fondling her snatch and fingerfucking her without being told what to do. The plump lips of her pussy pulsated with excitement.
"You're going to suck my dick aren't you?" he said.
"Yes, I'm dying to suck your cock."
"Wanna suck it now?"
"Not until you touch me some more."
He pressed his finger against her clit and rubbed it gently. "I guess this feels real good."
Barbie moaned. "You have no idea how good it feels."
Her response seemed to excite him. When she sighed loudly, he reached over and kissed her full on the lips.
"I know what you're doing," he said, still manipulating her clit.
"Lick it, honey."
He plunged his tongue over her cunt and flicked it up and down her slit. Barbie remembered how he'd eaten the blonde in the movie. The memory only served to excite her further.
"If you turn around, I can suck your cock at the same time," she said.
"You never used to like that."
"I do now. Turn around, honey. Stick your cock in my mouth."
In a moment they were in the sixty-nine position and her lips were stretched wide around his cock. He made slurping sounds as he licked her cunt and she made gurgling sounds as she deep-throated him.
"I love the way you're eating me," she cried.
"Keep sucking my cock."
She let him lick her cunt until she felt herself approaching orgasm. Then she gently pushed him way and concentrated on blowing him.
"Let me," she said as she took his swollen prick deep inside her mouth.
"Christ, baby, no one sucks my cock like you," he groaned.
She caught the implication, but said nothing. They had both made mistakes. But they were together. That was all that mattered.
His juices tasted so good, she kept coaxing more and more jism from his pisser. She squeezed and licked and sucked and kissed, always careful not to bring him off.
Despite her efforts, he was soon panting and thrusting his tool into her mouth. "You better stop now," he said. "I want to fuck you, honey."
She had no sooner spit his cock out then he mounted her. "No," she said. "I want you to come in from behind."
He flushed, but he didn't object when she rolled onto her hands and knees. "You know, hon," he said, "I never realized what a turnon it is to fuck you from behind. I can see your ass and your cunt too and I can watch my cock go in, like now."
They both sighed happily when he thrust his prick all the way into her snatch. "Oh, yes, I love it," Barbie cried. "I just love it this way. Fuck me hard and fast, darling. Oh, God, it's good!"
"I never knew how good it was this way. Jesus, I can stick my finger in your cute little asshole and everything."
Barbie squealed with ecstasy. As Ted plunged his prick into her slit, she turned her head. "Finish in my ass, hon," she said.
He hesitated, eyes glittering. "You mean it?"
She nodded happily. "Yes, I want it in my asshole."
"You bet."
Ten minutes later, Barbie had lost count of her orgasms. Ted was still pumping away, his stiff prick like a piece of steel inside her shithole.
She knew she would never have to cheat again. In one wonderful evening, Ted had turned into the perfect lover. Would she be woman enough for him? Only time would tell. She'd try her best to keep him happy. They belonged together. For life. She giggled as she clamped her asshole around his cockhead.
