The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely trying and tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during the strip show at a stag party, climbs up on the stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly joins the neighborhood wife-swappers.
Evy Stanton, a prim and proper housewife, is one of these outwardly normal people. But within her a love of degradation and a desire for sexual excitement lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for a proper stimulus to arouse it.
NAKED HOT HOUSEWIFE- A fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Doug Stanton gripped the flimsy material of his wife Evy's nightgown with his strong hands. He yanked it down over her shoulders and the brunette's heart pounded when her tight tit was exposed.
"Wait, honey, I'll take it off," she said, but in her heart she felt lucky to have a husband who had so much passion for her.
"I can't wait," he said, ripping the gown down the front and pulling it off her ass.
She rolled over and giggled when she heard the fabric tear. She lay on her belly and felt his eyes boring into the firm, full cheeks of her butt. Even after five years of marriage, Doug couldn't wait to get home after work to fuck her.
Now he gathered the nightgown in one hand and flung it across the room. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, just enough to give him a peek at her cunt. She flung one leg over the other and with a tiny purr she rolled onto her back and Doug ran his big hands over her curvy ass.
He squeezed her flesh to the point of pain, digging his fingernails into her velvety skin. She loved it. He moved closer, and she found his cock against her back. He held her around the waist and shifted around until his dick sprang up and lodged inside her thighs.
She instinctively turned around and melted against him. Once again his prick nuzzled between her thighs and this time she felt it on her cunt.
"You take my breath away," she said.
"Your pussy is so fucking wet," he snickered and it was true. Her cunt eagerly responded to the prodding of his dick. "Get on top, hon."
Evy climbed around and straddled him. She loved being on top. She lifted one leg and directed her gash against his dick. The head of his cock grazed her clit and tiny shivers coursed through her. Being on top made it possible to direct his fuckpole over her most sensitive areas. And since, like most women, her most sensitive areas changed from minute to minute, she loved the position. Fortunately she was married to a man who loved it too. Most of her girlfriends weren't so lucky.
Now her tits hung down over Doug's face. She bent down and let them wobble over his mouth. He opened his lips and hungrily sucked in a huge mouthful of titflesh. His cheeks bulged and he worked his tongue eagerly over her quickly hardening nipple.
He licked and sucked the excited nub until it was swollen and rigid. He released most of her boob and held only her nipple between his teeth.
Evy marveled again at how lucky she was to have a husband like Doug. He was as turned on to her as he'd been in the early days of their marriage.
So many of her girlfriends complained that their husbands hardly ever made love to them. She didn't have that problem, thank God.
Doug was after her all the time.
Now he sucked and nursed on her nipples and rubbed his bristly cheeks against her jugs. She jerked her hips and ground her gaping cunt over his prick and balls.
He moved his mouth from one tit to the other and she fit his cockhead inside the outer lips of her cunt and held it there. Suddenly he pushed her over and threw her onto her back. Her long hair flew over the pillow and he rolled on top of her and crushed her big tits with his powerful chest.
"Let's get the show on the road," he said, rolling his hips and pressing his prick against her cunt-thicket.
"Anytime you're ready, darling," she said. "I'm always with you, you know that."
"That's what's so great about us," he said. "We're always ready at the same time."
Shifting his hips and ass, he gripped his huge cock and positioned it inside her gash-flaps. He wet his cockhead down with her cuntjuice and she moaned with desire.
"You ready, Mrs. Stanton?" he drawled, one hand buried in the deep recess of her asscrack.
"You bet, Mr. Stanton," she giggled. The weight of his body on hers was heavy, but she loved it. She loved his bulk and his forceful-ness and most of all she loved his cock. "Give it to me, darling," she whispered.
"You've got it," he said, thrusting his hips forward and gripping her ass with both hands.
She spread her legs and welcomed his cock inside her. She wrapped her legs around his back when his prick slid halfway inside her body. His shaft rasped against her clit and she breathed more rapidly. She pounded her feet on his back and rocked her hips mindlessly in response to the stimulation.
With a grunt he lunged forward and sent the rest of his long dick into her snatch. She clung to him and reached underneath to feel around for his balls.
The spongy head of his cock nudged her insides and throbbed when she squeezed her cunt-muscles around his shaft. He thrust in, reaching for the very depths of her being and she fondled his balls with her fingertips.
"You are some little cunt," he said, his face flushed and a lock of hair falling over his forehead.
"Keep fucking me, cocksman," she said.
She pulled his face down to hers and they kissed. She knew that in a moment a wonderful orgasm would engulf her and the lovely sensations she craved would be hers.
"Dick me, honey," she said. "Keep dicking me until I come."
"Don't I always?" he said.
She hiked her legs up around his waist and crossed her ankles. Together they rocked and swayed as his prick dove in and out of her clutching cunt.
His fuckpole lunged and pushed and prodded her delicate insides. She always marveled at how her cunt was able to take so much punishment from his oversized, steel-hard prick.
His thick, coarse cockhair ground against her pussy-jungle and she felt the pressure on her clit. She raised her ass up off the mattress and moaned at the feel of his cockhead swelling and pulsating inside her.
"You almost there, hon?" he said.
"Yes! Shoot it!"
Now he stroked in and out in a frenzy, splitting her cuntlips in two with his blood-engorged dick. He pulled out and then thrust in with a powerful thrust of his hips and rammed the entire length of his fuckpole inside her.
Evy writhed beneath him, panting for breath as the first sensations of her orgasm engulfed her. His cock-bush ground against her clit and his prick swelled inside her as the first jets of jism exploded inside her. That was the fantasy.
"You sleeping, babe?" Doug Stanton said with a yawn as he walked into the room.
"I was just dropping off," Evy said. Her nightgown had crept up to her waist during her wild fantasy. She'd been just about to come when Doug had spoiled it by walking into the room.
"I made a bundle tonight," he said as he undressed. "That overtime money'll sure come in handy too."
Evy pulled her nightgown down under the blanket. She hoped Doug wouldn't notice how pink her cheeks were. Whenever she masturbated and fantasized, she felt guilty. Doug was a good man and a loyal and loving husband. But he was a dull lover and it was only in her fantasies that she ever experienced real physical release.
He went into the bathroom and in a moment she heard him brushing his teeth. She wondered if he'd want to fuck tonight. It didn't much matter. It wouldn't be good for her. It never was. And she'd given up trying to talk to him about it.
She heard him gargling and buried her face in the pillow. She rubbed herself against the sheet. Now she'd never come until Doug was asleep.
When he returned to the bedroom, he was naked. He grinned down at her as he dried his face. "In the mood, hon?" he said.
His cock bounced in front of him and as usual her blood raced. He did have a handsome cock and nice big balls. If only he knew how to use them.
"I guess so," she yawned. It was hard to show much enthusiasm when she knew the fuck would be brief and unsatisfactory for her.
"Maybe I'll have a sandwich first," he said.
She eyed his prick. It was only half-hard, but a drop of fuck-dew dripped out of his piss-slit. "Want me to get it for you?" She knew the question was rhetorical. He hardly knew where the kitchen was.
"Yeah, if you don't mind," he said, cleaning his fingernails.
She rolled off the bed and slipped into a robe. She padded downstairs to the kitchen and made him a sandwich. Cheese on rye with mustard and a beer. That was his night-time snack. It never varied. Just like his lovemaking. That never varied either.
She went upstairs, moving slowly and balancing the food on a tray. In the old days she'd been excited about their sex life and was always eager to try new things. She didn't experience climax when they fucked, but knew that wasn't unusual with young married couples. After two years she knew it would never change. Doug didn't want to discuss it and ignored the fact that she was always left frustrated and horny.
Now she slammed the bedroom door shut with her foot and put the tray down on the table on his side of the bed. He was glancing at a sports magazine and barely looked up when he picked up the sandwich and bit into it.
Evy felt weak in the knees as she went to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. She spread her legs and watched the trickle of yellowish fluid rush out of her cunt.
One of the things that turned her on was watching Doug pee. But whenever she made a deliberate thing of watching him, he became annoyed. He never watched her pee. When she once asked him to, he told her she was perverted.
The release of the piss made her feel better and she rubbed the toilet tissue lazily over her cunt long after it was dry. She heard Doug in the bedroom turning on the television and sighed. Sometimes when they fucked he watched the late news. And even when he came, he listened, especially to the sports scores.
"Come to bed," he called out through the door.
"In a minute," she said.
She spent a long time washing and drying her hands and rubbing lotion into them. She examined herself in the mirror, as always pleased at the sight of her face.
She was pretty and she knew it. Her heart-shaped face was framed by thick medium-brown hair and her eyes were green and almond-shaped. Her lips were sexy. Boys had always told her that and she believed them. Her upper lip was bow-shaped and her lower was pouty and bee-stung.
Her figure was as good as the day she'd been married. Maybe better. She'd filled out a little. She'd always wanted to be taller than her five feet four, but she was curvy and big busted like all the woman in her family. And her hips and ass were round, but not too big and her legs were long for her height. All in all, she was a fine figure of a woman. A fine figure of a horny housewife.
"Hey, hon, what's taking you so long?" Doug called out. "I'll be right there."
She turned off the light in the bathroom and returned to the bed.
"See what I've got here for you," Doug smiled, wiggling his ass and bouncing his cock in front of him.
There was a time when she'd have become excited at the sight of his cock turning stiff and his balls filling with fuck-juice. Her pussy would have moistened and her tits would have throbbed. Now she wasn't much moved. Sure he had a nice cock. He was hung as well as many men and better than most. But he was no cocksman, that was for sure. And lately Evy was considering cheating on him. Without guilt, she thought about what it would be like to have an affair with a stranger.
She climbed onto the bed and untied her robe. She pushed it off her shoulders. She knew Doug wouldn't undress her. In her fantasies he always did, but in real life he refused. Long ago he'd told her that it was bullshit. Magazine romance, he'd said and there was nothing she could do to change his mind.
"Don't tell me you've got a headache again," he said.
"Did I say I had a headache?" She was becoming annoyed. Just because she was less than enthusiastic, he didn't have to get sarcastic.
"Well, you've been getting a lot of headaches lately," he said. He took her hand and placed it on his cock.
She squeezed it and her pussy throbbed at the touch. Maybe tonight will be different, she thought. She stroked him and bent down to kiss the tip of his cock.
"Don't do that," he said. "Just keep touching it."
He didn't touch her at all. He seldom did. He liked when she stroked his cock and when he was ready they fucked. In and out a half dozen strokes and he'd come. Afterward he'd roll over and go to sleep, happy with his marriage.
And she was shriveling up and dying a little inside. Day by day she was losing precious hours out of her life without the joy she craved.
"Why won't you ever touch me?" she said. "Aw, Evy, don't start that again." "But I need to be touched," she said. "Honest, honey, every woman does." His eyes turned cold and his features looked chiseled in marble. "Bullshit. Real women get excited from touching a guy. Real women don't need to get pawed."
He pushed her legs apart roughly and tears filled her eyes. She started protesting, but knew it was no use. They'd had this same discussion dozens of times and she resigned herself to another dull and frustrating fuck.
Men! she thought. They think because they've got a quarter pound of meat between their legs they rule the world. And in fact they do. Every man in the world is the ruler of at least one domain. Cocks rule the world and in her heart every woman knows it.
He rolled on top of her and without any preamble drove his prick directly inside her cuntflaps. He never touched her tits or her clit. There was a time when just the feel of his prick penetrating her cunt had been enough to excite her. Once she'd relished the feeling when his fuckpole sank inside her and probed her pussy.
"Move!" he grunted.
"You're not in," she said.
"Well, you're not helping," he said. "You've got to lift your ass up more."
It was always the same. Her cunt was dry deep inside because he did nothing to turn her on. Breathing loudly, he thrust his hips and forced his cock into her semi-dry hole.
There was a moment of pain, but then as usual she lubricated at the feel of his fuck-stick inside her. His balls slapped her ass and she tilted her body up to meet his strokes. No matter that she wouldn't have time to come, it felt damn good to have his prick in her horny twat.
He pumped away, taking more time than usual and she shivered when his cockshaft dragged against her clit. Maybe tonight would be different. Maybe tonight she would know the ecstasy that was her due as a married woman.
She tried to wrap her legs around his waist. "Leggo!" he muttered.
"But, darling, I'm trying to-"
He cut her off by pushing her legs wide apart and wildly pistoning his dick in and out of her snatch. In a moment she felt the first splash of jism exploding in her cunt. She was excited by the thrusting and tried to keep his cock hard by clasping and unclasping her cunt around it.
It was no use. He grunted and growled and corkscrewed his cock in and out until his balls were drained. Then he rolled off her body and kissed her goodnight.
"Good fuck, hon," he said, already half asleep.
She used the remote control to turn off the television. She turned her back on him and waited a few minutes until his breathing was regular and she knew she was asleep. Then she used her fingers to give herself satisfaction and fell asleep resolved to change her life.
Chapter Two
Evy tried to keep busy and she succeeded for a while. She went shopping and out to lunch with her girlfriends and even became involved with charity work. Nothing took her mind off her problems.
When her neighbor one day asked her for a favor, she readily agreed. Her neighbor was a pretty blonde and they'd become close. Since Natalie worked, the two women had limited time to do things together. But still their friendship blossomed, so when Natalie asked Evy to spend some time with her kid brother while Natalie was at work, Evy agreed.
The boy was about to graduate from high school and was in the process of deciding on a college to attend. There were several junior colleges nearby and Natalie had volunteered to open her house to the boy while he visited them.
Evy hadn't met him yet, but assumed he was a typical eighteen-year-old. Still, when she dressed on the day she was to spend amusing him, she took more pains than usual. It occurred to her that if he was at all mature she might have an opportunity to try out her plan to have an affair with him.
She dressed in a low-cut blouse and short skirt. She usually wore jeans around the house, but just recently she'd bought a few short skirts and she was happy they were in style again. She had the legs, so why not show them off?
She brushed her long brown hair and let it fall in shiny curls around her face. She was soft and warm from her shower and she dabbed a drop of her sexiest perfume behind each ear and one more in the valley between her boobs.
On an impulse, she lifted her skirt and placed a dab of perfume on her inner thighs. Always be prepared, she thought nervously, adding another touch of lipgloss to her mouth.
She tried not to think about what she was preparing for. Because in the deep recesses of her mind she was getting ready to get laid and she knew it.
"Slut!" she whispered to herself in the mirror as she blotted her lipstick and added more gloss. "Horny slut!"
The doorbell interrupted her reverie and she took one last glance at the mirror before running downstairs. She was satisfied that she still looked young. Not that she was that much older than Natalie's brother, but she was in her middle twenties and eighteen was a teenager.
"Well, hello," she said in a quavering voice when she opened the door.
"Well, hello to you," Phil said with a grin as he bound into the house.
She ushered him into the living room and offered him a coke. She was surprised at his size. She'd been expecting a little teenager. Phil might be young, but he was a bruiser.
"I'd rather have a beer," he said.
"Oh, I forgot. Kids your age can legally drink now, can't they?"
"Sure. Nat didn't tell me you were a dish." She rose to her feet. "I'll get the beer," she said.
"No, sir, Nat didn't tell me you were a doll," he said, smacking his lips as she sashayed into the kitchen.
She heard him chuckling as she raced to the refrigerator and grabbed two glasses from the cabinet. She returned to the living room and wasn't surprised to find him putting a tape on the player.
"Nice collection," he said, snapping his fingers. "Your old-man like jazz?"
Evy flinched. It was the first mention of Doug and she realized in that moment that she'd forgotten she was married. "My husband likes all kinds of music," she said.
She handed him a beer and poured her own. He drank his right from the bottle and wiped his mouth on his sleeve. "Don't tell my sister I'm such a slob. She'll tell my mom and I'll get hell when I get home."
"I never snitch," she said, gulping down half of her beer. It felt better once it hit her bloodstream. The alcohol relaxed her.
"How'd Nat convince you to entertain me?" Phil said with a cocky grin.
"We're friends," Evy said. She sat back on the sofa and thrust her tits out. May as well let it all hang out, she thought.
"I wouldn't mind having you for a friend myself," the boy said. He put his empty bottle down on the coffee table. He hummed along with the music and poked the toes of his scuffed running shoes into the carpet.
"If you're as nice as your sister, that can be arranged," she said, but her throat suddenly felt tight. "Another?"
"Sure," he grinned.
This time when she returned from the kitchen he was sprawled out on the rug with his long legs stretched out in front of him and a bulge in his jeans.
She pretended not to notice the mass in his crotch and handed him a bottle before taking her place on the sofa. "What do you feel like doing today?" she said.
He eyed her tits and snickered. "Whatever you say."
"Well," she sipped her beer. "We could go to the art museum. They've got a new exhibit of contemporary artists."
"I hate museums," he said.
Evy felt her throat constrict and her knees go limp. The bulge in his crotch was throbbing and his eyes bore into her cleavage. He might be only nineteen, but he was clearly a man.
"You've got great knockers," he said.
"We usually call them breasts," she said primly.
"Knockers, jugs, boobs, whatever, you've got them," he said. "They're even bigger than Nat's, and hers are udders."
"Is that any way to talk about your sister?"
"Shit, she loves it," he snickered. "Don't you?"
"It is flattering," Evy admitted with a giggle. "I guess all women like to be admired."
He scrambled up off the floor and sat down next to her on the sofa. Reaching over, he boldly shoved a hand inside her blouse. He moved so quickly she didn't have time to protest and in a moment his hand cupped her bare tit.
"You don't mind, do you?" he said, squeezing her boob.
"Well, you're certainly fresh."
He stopped squeezing, but continued holding her tit in his hand. "If you really want me to stop I will. Should I?" He cocked an eyebrow and grinned so sweetly she giggled.
"No, you don't have to stop."
"The way to go," he said, leaning over and swiping his tongue over her cleavage. "Can I taste too?"
"I . . . uh . . . guess so," Evy said weakly.
He pressed his face against her tits. She was amazed at how easily he unbuttoned her blouse and yanked her bra open. Gazing up at her through heavily lashed eyes, he closed his lips over her nipple and began sucking.
"Jesus, Evy, you've got gorgeous tits," he said, using his tongue to lash her boob.
"Why, thank you," she whispered, her knees turning to jelly. She fondled his hair and leaned back against the sofa cushion. He was so young and naive in his own way. So very sweet too the way he eagerly nursed on her boobs.
She cradled his head against her and guided his mouth from one tit to the other. He left a trail of saliva on her firm boobs and her nipples soon erected and darkened with excitement.
Now she clutched his head, almost afraid if she released him he would stop sucking. "Don't stop sucking, darling," she murmured, caressing his hair. "It feels very nice."
He continued sucking, but now he slipped a hand inside her skirt and stroked her thighs. "Jesus, Evy, you're okay," he said, his fingers gradually reaching her crotch.
He sucked for a long time. Evy's cunt was a mass of pussy-jelly, and she was almost out of her mind with arousal. When he spit her nipple out and gazed at her with hot eyes, she knew she would do whatever he wanted.
"How about sucking my cock?" he said.
"Sucking your cock?"
"Yeah, it's real hard, Evy," he said, unzip ping his fly and taking his cock out. "See how turned-on you've got me?"
"It certainly is big," she smiled and it was. It appeared to be fully erect and was even bigger than she'd anticipated.
"Well . . ."he said as she continued staring at his dick.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said. "What did you say?" She'd been so mesmerized, she'd ignored the boy.
"I'd sure like it if you'd suck it, Evy," he said.
"Yes, yes, get up," she said and the boy rose to his feet and let his jeans and shorts fall to his ankles.
"Okay," he said with a grin. His cock bobbed in front of him and his balls nestled against his cock-bush. "I'm ready." He looked proud of his equipment and Evy giggled.
He's got a right to be proud, she thought as she examined his thighs and belly and balls. He's built like a man, not a boy. A well-hung big-cocked man.
He moved closer to her and shoved his dick into her face. He cupped her chin and stroked her hair and now the aroused young wife felt she was losing control of the situation to the teenage boy.
He was tall enough so that her mouth was aligned with his cock. He shifted forward and she nuzzled him with her lips and nose and cheeks.
"You're sure pretty," he said.
"Thanks."
"If you wanna go to the museum later, I'll go with you."
She knew he'd do anything she asked if only she would take his cock into her mouth. She felt powerful again and in control of the situation and she liked the feeling.
"We'll see," she said, opening her, mouth and clasping his cock in her hand.
He shifted forward again and grunted when she took the head of his prick into her mouth. "Jesus, Evy, that's dynamite!" he said.
His cockhead seemed to swell up in her mouth. It certainly filled it. She didn't know if she'd be able to take much of his shaft in, but she circled the base of his cock with her fingers and worked her tongue over his knob.
Thank God he smells clean, she thought. And he did. He smelled fresh and clean and very, very masculine. She found herself becoming even more turned-on by his politeness.
"You suck real good," he said and she suctioned more of his prick into her mouth.
She gazed up at him, his prick stuffing her mouth. "How would you like to put that thing where God intended?" she said.
He grinned. "You mean it?"
She squeezed his prick. "I never kid about things like that."
His eyes widened. "Jesus, Evy, I never expected that!"
She giggled. "Did you think I'd only suck it?"
"Yeah, I never thought you'd let me fuck you."
"Real women love to fuck," she said. "Contrary to your experience with young girls, grown women love to have a cock up their snatch."
"You're too much," he chuckled. "You talk just like a guy."
She flushed. "Women are just as sexual as men. Only most men don't know it. When you grow up and get married, remember that. Your wife deserves sex as much as you."
It was apparent he'd lost interest in the conversation. "When are we gonna do it?" he said.
"You're really anxious, aren't you?" She wanted to tease him and keep him horny so he'd give her a good hard fucking.
"Yeah, I'm ready to jerk off," he snickered.
"Well, don't you dare," she said. "I'm not going to be deprived of that fucking you promised me." She glanced around the room. "I'm trying to decide where we can go," she mused, but the boy pressed his face against her thighs and groaned.
"Jesus, my balls are killing me," he said.
"Okay, okay." She wanted his dick inside her badly, but she didn't want to take him to Doug's bed. She felt no guilt, but there was something disloyal about fucking the boy in her marriage bed.
"We can do it in here," she said. "Right here . . ." she glanced around. "On the rug."
"Sure, anything you say, Evy," the boy croaked. "Lay down." He tugged his jeans and shorts off and stood before her half naked.
"No, you lay down," she said. "I'll get on top." The boy looked puzzled and she giggled. "Or better yet, I'll bend over the chair and you can fuck me from behind."
"Jesus, I've never done that," he said.
"Me either, but I want to try it," she said, reaching for his prick and pulling him along as she moved toward the lounge chair.
"How come we don't get into bed," he said.
"It's better in here," she said.
She glanced at the footstool.
"I'll kneel here and you come in from behind," she said. "That's more exciting than fucking in bed. Anyone can fuck in bed."
He smirked. "Most of the fucking I've done was in a car."
"Yes, well, maybe next time."
She hiked her skirt up and sank to her knees in front of the footstool. She leaned over and wiggled her bare butt in his face.
"In my cunt!" she hissed. "Not my asshole!"
"Jesus, Evy, I'd never do that," he said solemnly as he knelt behind her.
She held her asscheeks apart to give him a good look at her private parts. Her pussy was wet and slippery and she knew his prick would slip right in.
He crouched behind her, his prick nudging her ass. Leaning forward, he kissed her cheek and awkwardly guided his prick into her cunt. "I can't believe it," he said.
"Stick it in," she said, turning her head. The boy was staring at her. "What's the matter?"
"Can I lick it first?" he said.
"Sure!"
She rested her face on her arms on the chair and sighed deeply when he lapped his tongue over her gulch. She pushed her pussy in his face and he swabbed her twat with his lips and tongue.
"Fuck me!" she gasped after a few more minutes of licking.
"Sure, Evy," he said, positioning his cock between the hairy lips of her cunt and shoving forward.
It slipped right in and went in deep. The overheated housewife had never felt a cock so deep inside her before. It took her breath away and she twisted her head and told him to fuck her hard and fast.
"Like this?" he said, driving his prick forcefully in and out of her snatch.
"Yes, like a dog in heat," she said. "Fuck me like a dog in heat!"
She felt hysterical inside. The feel of his thick young dick deep inside her belly and his balls slapping her ass turned her into a mass of sensations.
Almost by instinct, she rubbed her clit while he fucked her and the combination was perfect. She came at once, grunting as her orgasm engulfed her.
"Jesus, your cunt is sucking the jizz out of my balls," he gasped.
"Don't stop!" she cried.
"I can't help it, Evy," he said through clenched teeth. "It's coming!"
"Oh, God, fuck me!"
"It's coming!"
He slammed in and out of her twat as his balls exploded. She clawed at her clit and tears ran down her cheeks as she came again. She thrust herself back at his stroking dick and he filled her with his thick hot fuck-cream.
He continued thrusting until every drop of jism was drained from his nuts. When he was finished, he collapsed on the rug, but Evy wasn't through. She scrambled over him and sucked his still-stiff cock into her mouth.
"Jesus Christ!" the surprised teenager said. "What are you doing?"
She sucked his cockhead clean and licked up the combination of pussy-juice and spunk from his shaft and balls. His prick stirred and hardened.
"Do you think you can do it again?" she said.
"Yeah, I think so," he grinned.
She climbed on top of him, straddling his crotch. She forced his cock-knob into her cunthole and bounced up and down until he was all the way inside her.
"Ride me, cowboy," she said, bending over and kissing him. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me."
Chapter Three
Now that she was cheating regularly, her marriage improved. She no longer cared that Doug's fucking left much to be desired. She got plenty of sex outside her marriage and was able to appreciate Doug's other good qualities.
She began doing volunteer work at a local hospital. Not only did it get her out of the house, but she met a lot of eligible men too.
She especially liked the young interns and residents. They had little time outside of the hospital and were dependent on nurses and other hospital personnel for their sex life. When Evy arrived, they ogled her too and the cheating wife began giving more and more time to the medical facility.
She became friendly with a few of the nurses too. One day she was having lunch with a young nurse when two young interns sat down at their table.
"Mind if we join you?" the one named Carl said.
The other one, the one named Pete, put his tray down and bent over to peer down Evy's low neckline. "Nice," he said.
"You boys are terrible," Evy giggled.
"Yeah, and you love it," Carl said.
The young nurse left soon. She had rounds to make, but Evy stayed and chatted with the two interns. "Are you boys specializing in anything in particular," she said.
"Yeah," Pete said, his mouth stuffed with lasagna. "Gash."
Evy choked on her coffee. "Oh, you're terrible," she giggled.
Carl feigned seriousness. "Well, you asked and he told you."
She put her cup down and bent over the table, deliberately exposing her cleavage.
"You boys do a good job of talking," she said. "When are you going to show me you can deliver?"
Pete chuckled and Carl stared at her. "Are you serious?"
"I understand you boys are usually pretty busy around here." She rolled her eyes. "If you know what I mean."
"We know," Carl said. "But you're a volunteer. That's why we didn't think you were interested. Most of the volunteers around here are blue-haired old ladies. Are you really looking for a little action?" He leaned over and leered at her tits, licking his lips as he gazed down at her neckline.
"That's one of the reasons I'm here," she said. "I just love doctors," she cooed with a wink. "If a girl gets sick, it's nice to have one around."
"Jesus Christ," Pete said. "You just say when and you've got a date."
Evy cleared her throat. "I'm free now."
The two men looked at each other. "So are we," they said in unison.
They used an empty room and wasted no time. Evy sat on the edge of the bed and swung one leg back and forth. She wore no panties. She'd taken them off earlier and now she pulled her skirt up and let the interns look up her skirt and get a glimpse of her thighs.
"I've got to get back to the floor," Carl said, pulling his fly open and releasing his dick. "Let me at it."
"Let me suck it," Evy said, slipping to the floor at his feet and stuffing his dick into her mouth.
Pete watched, pumping his cock as he gazed at Evy nursing on his friend's fuckpole. Carl closed his eyes and sat down on the bed and Evy gorged herself on his meat.
"Don't wear yourself out," Pete said. "Save some of that lip action for me."
Evy eyed his cock. He tugged at the tip and she gazed hungrily at the juice oozing out of his slit. He released his prick and let it bob around in front of him, but Evy didn't want to spit Carl's cock out for even a moment.
She hoped he'd take the initiative without her telling him. What she wanted was his cock up her asshole. He seemed to understand and he crouched behind her on the floor and rubbed his cockhead between the meaty cheeks of her ass.
"Where's your shitter?" he said, hunting for the puckered ring of muscle. She wiggled her ass when he found it and wet it down with the juice from his dick. Her pussy churned with excitement. She'd come to love assfucking almost as much as cunt-fucking. There was something about having a cock up your asshole that was both lewd and arousing.
And then he was inside her butt and she felt the heat of his prick against her bowels. She sucked hungrily on Carl's cock as Pete's dick shot all the way into her butt-hole.
The tube of her ass clutched his dick. Being double-fucked was better than she'd anticipated. She drooled around the cock in her mouth and squeezed the cock in her asshole.
The friction of the cock reaming her butt-hole made her shit-chute blaze with desire. She chomped and licked the prick in her mouth and forced her tongue-tip against his piss-slit.
"What a hot-assed cunt!" Carl hissed.
"You oughta feel her asshole," Pete said.
"How about changing places?"
"Okay."
The two interns pulled out of her holes and changed positions. Now it was Pete who thrust his prick into her mouth and Carl who corn-holed her.
Evy didn't care who did what. She was in heaven. Having her asshole dicked was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her.
She thought about the first time she'd been assfucked. She'd been angry that her own husband wouldn't do it to her. Serves him right, she thought now as Carl stroked his big dick in and out of her widely stretched bung. If he took care of me like he should, I wouldn't have to be here.
But in her heart she knew she was where she wanted to be. In an empty hospital room with two young interns getting her mouth and her asshole fucked. Even if Doug were the best lover in the world, she'd discovered that cheating was the real turn-on for her.
Now Pete's balls flopped against her chin and tightened as he lurched back and forth. The jism imprisoned inside seemed to want to break through and boil over into her mouth.
She was ready for the eruption. She'd discovered recently that she loved the taste of jism. In her fantasies she pretended she had a gallon to drink and a bathtub full to bathe in. She loved the taste and the texture and she adored the smell.
Now she swirled her tongue over the underside of Pete's cock. She'd become an expert cocksucker and she knew it. Once she gave a man head he always came back for more.
She licked the flap of skin on the underside of his cockhead. He groaned and thrust his prick all the way into her throat. She released his prick at one point and sucked his balls into her mouth. He groaned and she quickly released them.
"Jesus Christ she's eating my balls!" Pete said.
"You complaining?" Carl said. "Naw, I just worry sometimes," Pete snickered.
"You gonna bit them off, cutie," Carl said.
"Mmmmmmmmnnnnnn," Evy mumbled, her mouth filled with male-meat.
"Oh, fuck, don't make me come yet!" Pete said.
"You want it up your chocolate highway?" Carl said.
"I don't mind," Evy said.
She almost forgot about Carl as she kissed and licked and sucked Pete's fuck-stick. She worked up one side of his shaft and down the other. She licked off the jizz oozing out of his pisser and curled her tongue around his dick-root.
She heard voices out in the hall, but paid no attention. It was hard to believe that a hospital staff was only a few yards away. Babies were being born and people were dying and she was getting fucked by two men of science.
Pete jerked his hips and clutched her head as he fucked her mouth. He forced his entire prick down her throat and she was proud of her ability to take it without choking.
He glanced at his watch and began pistoning his prick in a frenzy in and out of her lips. "Gotta go soon, cutie," he said. "I've got to finish up. I get off at six. Will you still be around?"
Evy shook her head and concentrated on his furious thrusting. She squeezed her lips around his dick and held her breath and he tangled his fingers in her hair.
Carl slowed down his thrusts and watched her mouth-fuck his friend. "Jesus, what a chick!" he said. "I wouldn't mind that mouth on my cock again."
"You can have it soon," Pete said. "I've got to get back to the floor."
And then her mouth was filled with the pungence of his spunk and he thrust his spurting cock more forcefully in and out of her mouth. She drank down his load greedily, unwilling to lose a drop of the precious fluid.
Even when he stopped thrusting, she kept his dick in her mouth and continued sucking.
He finally forced her to release him and he sat down weakly on the bed.
"Jesus, I'm ruined for the day," he said. "I've never had a blow-job like that."
Evy licked the residue of jism from her lips and lurched forward on the bed. Now she concentrated on the cock in her asshole. Her entire butt-hole burned with the wonderful friction of his dick.
"Had enough?" Carl said.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Pete zip his pants and leave the room. "I can take as much as you've got," Evy said.
The young intern kneaded her assflesh as he smashed his prick in and out of her bowels. Then abruptly he pulled out. Evy rolled all the way onto the bed and Pete hovered over her.
"You're some fuck, you know it?" he said.
"Thank you, doctor."
"Do you take it in the cunt too?"
"I take it wherever you want to put it."
"You're something, you know?" He nibbled lightly on her tits. "I could make a meal out of these."
"I wouldn't mind."
He rolled her over and ran his hands over her fully fleshy ass. He spread her cheeks and chuckled. "Its hard to imagine this little hole can open so wide."
She rolled onto her back and spread her legs lewdly, her hands stroking her inner thighs. "Want to try my pussy for size?"
He chuckled. "You mean it?"
"Yes," she said, her eyes glazed and her cunt hot. "I need to get off."
"If you say so . . ."He rolled on top of her and with a single heave buried his cock inside the warmth of her moist snatch.
"Oh, yes!" Evy gasped when his dick plunged inside her long-starved cunt.
He withdrew everything but his cockhead, and then lurched forward and sent his dick all the way inside her body. She shivered with excitement and draped her legs over his shoulders.
"Dick me, doctor!" she said.
"Jesus, your cunt is so damn tight!"
"Finish me off," she begged.
"Why don't I finish you off in your asshole?"
"I was just about to come."
"The longer you wait the better it feels." He withdrew his cock from her gash and nudged it against her asshole.
"I'd never thought about it that way," she giggled. "I think you're just an asshole lover though. I understand some men prefer it." "Maybe," he said.
He forced his cockhead inside her butt and paused before pushing the rest inside. "What's your specialty, anyway?" she said.
"Proctology," he grinned.
"Oh, Jesus!" she giggled. "First you rip 'em, and then you fix 'em."
He pushed in and his cock-knob sank inside her bowels. This time he caressed her cunt while he fucked her asshole and the sensations were delectable. On the one hand she was being split in two by his dick. On the other hand she felt like taking a giant shit. But the overriding feeling was one of pure lust and raw sex.
She gasped when he pulled out and inserted his prick into her cunthole. "If I had another I'd stick it in your mouth," he said.
"I wouldn't mind."
"I've got another friend," he said, pulling out and wedging his cock-knob back into her asshole.
"Yes?" she moaned.
He burrowed deeper into her butt-hole. "Yeah, he digs the kinky scene. You interested in meeting him?"
"What do you think I am?" Evy said, her legs weak and her entire body quivering.
"I just thought I'd ask," the intern said.
Her asshole contracted around his dick and she shivered as he drove his prick all the way into her butt. Just as she was about to come, he pulled out and buried his dick inside her pussy.
She'd never been fucked this way before. Her asshole was totally open, as was her cunt. She was at the brink of orgasm and her entire body cried out for release from the wondrous tension.
When he pulled out of her snatch and plunged his cock into her bung, her asshole tightened around his dick-root as she came. She muffled her cries by biting down on the blanket, but her body floated in space as the exquisite sensations coursed through her.
When she recovered her senses, he continued slamming his prick first in her asshole and then in her pussy. Tiny cries of animal passion escaped her throat. When he fucked her cunt, his balls caressed her clit and when he fucked her bung they caressed her asscheeks.
She thrust herself at him eagerly to meet his strokes no matter where they landed. She was a mindless bundle of passion and she rocked her hips and ass and fucked back wildly.
When his balls finally boiled over, he pulled out of her cunt and plunged his spurting dick into her open mouth. Evy's hand automatically went to her cunt and she masturbated while he finished off in her mouth.
She ground her fingers down over her clit and came again and again while his balls slapped her chin and his spunk filled her mouth. When he was through, incredibly he plastered his lips over the succulent folds of her drenched cunt.
It was the wildest fuck she'd ever had. He ran his tongue up and down her hair-edged cuntlips and teased the still-hardened nub of her clit. He fluttered his tongue from her clit to her asshole and from side to side on her snatch.
He thrust his tongue deep inside her cunthole and wiggled it around in her depths. Her thighs quivered and she clutched his head between them as she felt herself float to yet another level of lust.
She breathed more rapidly when his tongue delved deeper and more forcefully into her cunt. When he turned around and dropped his prick into her mouth, she felt complete.
As they sixty-nined, she thought about her life. The fuck she was experiencing now was the wildest she'd ever had. She wondered what time it was. She had to get home before Doug. Even if she only put TV dinners on the table for dinner, she had to be in that kitchen when he arrived.
"I can't stay much longer," she gasped.
"It's getting hard again," Carl said.
"Oh, my God!"
"Just suck it a little longer and I can come again."
"Yes, come again in my mouth!"
She sucked vigorously, forgetting about Doug and dinner and everything but the prospect of taking another load in her mouth. More! More! More! she chanted to herself as she sucked on his prick. Give me more jizz and I can die happy!
Chapter Four
A week later Evy's duties took her to the geriatric ward. She was disappointed to find that most of the doctors were older men who didn't even make a pass at her. Still, she liked most of the old folks in the ward and read to them by the hour.
There was one man in particular she found especially sweet. His name was Joe and everyone called him Old Joe. He was over seventy, but no one knew how much over. He lied about his age even to his doctors. Evy didn't know why he was in the hospital. Aside from being somewhat feeble, he was in remarkably good shape.
After three weeks in the ward, Evy grew impatient and asked the head of volunteers if she could be returned to the regular wards. She was told that the old folks liked her so much, she was permanently assigned to geriatrics.
One morning she lay in bed long after Doug left for work. She felt damp and her breathing was rapid and she knew she'd been having a sex dream because she was horny.
When she arose from the bed, she turned on the shower and washed her hair. She wondered if Carl and Pete would still be interested in fucking her. She'd seen the two young interns in the cafeteria one day, and they'd been preoccupied. She had to get laid today or she'd go crazy.
After she dressed, she went down to the kitchen and had toast and coffee. The telephone rang and she was out of breath when she answered it. Just thinking about getting laid made her pussy twitch.
It was Natalie. She was taking a few days off and wanted to make a date for lunch and shopping later in the week. They decided on a day and when they hung up Evy realized she was going to be late.
Fuck it, I'm volunteering, she thought as she hurried upstairs for her purse. It's okay if I'm late. But she hurried anyway.
When she arrived at the hospital, she was told to go directly to Old Joe's room. "What can I do for you today?" she said in a voice more cheerful than she felt.
"You wanna make an old man happy?" he said with a grin.
"Sure, do you want me to read to you?" she said.
He cackled loudly. "Hell, 1 can read to myself," he said. "Come here."
Evy walked over to the bed and stood in front of the old man. His eyes glittered and he told her to bend down so he could whisper something in her ear.
"How'd you like to suck my dick?" he said and before Evy had a chance to respond she felt his dry cool fingers working their way up her leg under her skirt.
"What?" she said, losing her balance and falling over onto the bed.
Suddenly his fingers were inside her panties and he was poking around her pussy. He chuckled. "Now that's what I call a juicy-snatch."
Evy moved out of his grasp and pushed her skirt down. "Why, Joe, you're acting like a dirty old man," she giggled.
"Listen, young lady, I'm tired of being treated like a kid," he said.
She put her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes. "I think I know what you mean, but I'm not sure."
He took her hand and lightly kissed the palm. Tiny tingles of excitement ran down Evy's spine. It seemed crazy to be turned on by an old man like Joe, but she decided to go with it.
"Old folks still have feelings, you know," he said, his sparkling black eyes boring into hers.
He sucked the tip of her little finger into his mouth and Evy's cunt throbbed. "Yes?" she said.
"It's not that I don't appreciate it when you read to me," he said, placing his free hand on her thigh.
"Joe, I think I know what you're getting at," Evy said.
He roughly shoved his hand inside her skirt and caressed her naked thigh. "You're a smart girl. I knew you'd understand. Now, do you want to suck my dick?"
Evy giggled. He licked the palm of her hand lightly with the tip of his tongue. He stroked her thigh, finally moving his hand between her legs and touching the crotch of her panties.
"Are you saying that your sexual needs aren't taken care of around here?" she said.
He nodded vigorously. "Yeah, that's what I'm saying. How'd you know?"
She sat down next to him and he immediately placed one hand on her tits. Her nipples stiffened at the touch and she took his hand and put it back under her skirt.
"Do you think I haven't noticed the gleam in your eye?" she said.
"Yeah, but have you noticed the bulge in my pants?" He took her hand and placed it over his crotch.
She hadn't noticed any bulge in his pants, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings. "I try not to excite the patients," she said.
He ran the tips of his fingers over her cleavage. Evy sighed deeply. "I think I'm getting to you," he said. "Feel it?"
She felt a stirring in his crotch. Not a big stirring, but a little lurch under the blanket. "Do you think you ought to get all excited, Joe?" she said. "You're a sick man, aren't you?"
"Shit, I'm no sicker than you," he chuckled. "I'm just old, is all. Got a few creaky joints, but the old gonads are in fine fettle. Come here. I won't promise I won't bite."
She leaned forward and he bit her nipple right through her clothes. "I think I can do better than just sucking your cock," she whispered, glancing toward the door.
"If you think you can get the equipment up, you can do anything you want with it." He stroked her tits and thighs and she clutched his cock right through the blanket.
Her emotions took over and she never even thought about the danger involved. There were no locks on the doors and anyone could walk in at any time. She didn't care. Bending down, she planted her lips on Old Joe's.
"Kiss me!" she hissed and he plunged his tongue into her mouth.
They frenched for a few minutes and Evy broke the kiss.
"Let me get my panties off," she said. "Don't go away." She rose up and in a moment her panties were down on the floor. She lifted her skirt and the old man stared hotly at her pussy jungle.
His lower lip trembled. "Why didn't you let me do that?" he said in a whiny voice.
"Because we don't have too much time."
"We'll need time to get this thing up," he pouted, lewdly rubbing his crotch.
Evy was turned on now and she barely heard his words. She sat down on the bed and pushed the blanket aside. Joe's hospital gown was bunched around his waist and his almost totally limp prick lay lifeless between his legs.
"Let's see what we can do," she said, rubbing his cock with the palm of her hand.
"Yeah, you see what you can do," Old Joe muttered as she increased the pressure on his dick.
She closed her eyes and pretended Joe was a handsome movie star. The velvety skin of his cock felt so nice in her hand. His cock stayed soft, but his breathing became ragged and she opened her eyes and saw that his face was crimson and beaded with perspiration.
"You're okay, aren't you?" she said.
"Sure, I'm okay," he said. "Keep doing that. It's getting hard. If you're worried that I'm gonna have a heart attack, well I'm not. I'm just getting excited."
It was true. Evy decided if he did have a heart attack and die she'd run out of the room and feign ignorance. In any case his cock was growing. It grew slowly, but definitely and when she was sure he wasn't going to pass out she leaned over and kissed the wrinkled skin of his neck.
"Take it in your mouth!" he hissed, and the turned-on housewife bent down and placed her lips on his semi-hard cock.
Joe responded immediately. His cockhead swelled up to double its size and the old man gripped her head with surprising force. She took his entire prick-knob into her mouth and heard him suck his breath in.
"My balls!" he muttered. "Lick my balls!"
She flicked her tongue over his wrinkled, hairy ball-bag and then took the entire sac into her mouth. Joe grunted and she released it and sucked half his prick into her mouth.
Amazingly, his cock grew and in a moment she felt his prick-knob in the back of her throat. "Hot damn, it's up!" he said gleefully.
She squeezed his saliva-coated balls and sucked hard on his dick. She pumped his cock with her fingers and tongued the tip. It was too much for the old man. He groaned as a stream of jism dripped slowly out of his prick. After the first dribble, it squirted out and soon her mouth was so full the excess ran out the corners and drenched her chin.
He must have been saving it up for years, she thought as she happily gulped down the thickest, most bitter-sweet load she'd taken in weeks. * * * It was a week before she returned to Old Joe's room. After their initial encounter she was told he'd had a relapse. But then his condition improved so much plans were made to send him home.
Evy decided to give him a going-away gift he'd never forget. When she was able to get away from her duties, she hurried to his room and stood in the doorway for a moment gazing at him.
Despite his illness, he seemed to have grown younger since she sucked him off. Maybe it's true, she thought. Maybe fucking does keep a person young.
She walked into the room and shoved a chair under the knob to instill a degree of privacy. Joe had been dozing, but he opened his eyes and grinned when she moved toward the bed.
"Ssshhh," Evy said as she began undressing. When she drew her blouse and bra off, Old Joe's eyes bugged out of his head. She unhooked her stockings from her garter belt and he visibly trembled.
"Never saw anything like it," he mused.
She held her tits in her hands and stood before him wearing only bikini panties. "Do you like?" she said.
"You bet," he cackled.
"Wanna fuck me?" Evy teased, pulling on her taut nipples.
"Does a cat like milk?"
He threw the blanket back and Evy giggled when she was his nakedness. His prick was half-hard and his balls were swollen. "I was kinda hoping you'd come to say goodbye," he said.
"Oh, Joe, that's for me, isn't it?" she said. She could almost taste his cock in her watering mouth.
"All for you, pretty lady," he said, obscenely wiggling his hips and ass and smacking his lips. "If you'd do me the honor, I'd sure like to fuck that sweet pussy of yours."
She moved to the edge of the bed and spread her legs. She shifted her pelvis forward and wantonly rubbed her crotch. "I'd love to get fucked, Joe," she said. "It's my going-home present to you."
Pushing her panties off her hips and giggling at his reaction, she climbed onto the bed and straddled his head.
"Give it a little suck first," she said.
She lowered her pussy to his face and he wasted no time in flicking his tongue over her gulch. Evy was too turned-on to spend much time on cuntlapping. Wiggling around for a moment, she slid down his body until her pussy nudged his cock.
He hunched up and grunted as he entered her. She felt a hot rush of excitement at the feel of his solid prick inside her. She flung one leg over his hips and kissed him.
Slippery juice was flooding her cunt. Some of it dripped down her thighs and some of it drenched his cock and balls. She wiggled around and met his strokes, which were shallow and jabbing.
She wondered when he'd been laid last. Probably years ago. But it didn't matter. There was something instinctive about fucking, like riding a bicycle. You never forget it.
Her juices flowing freely, the cheating wife thrashed around and forced his prick more deeply into her hot hole. She could tell that Joe was getting hotter by the minute and wondered if it was true that older men had good lasting power.
Joe proved that to be a myth when he shot a wad of jism into her cunt. She groaned and tingled all over when he arched his hips and stroked harder as he dumped his load into her gash.
She grabbed his ass and encouraged him to keep thrusting, even after his balls were empty. His prick was still slightly hard and the feel of his shaft against her clit was wonderful.
"Keep fucking me, Joe," she gasped. "Don't stop fucking me. Oh, God, Joe, make me come like that! You're making me come! Oh, Goddddddddd!"
After her orgasm tapered off, he was still sliding his prick in and out of her twat. It was almost limp, but it didn't matter. It still felt lovely and Evy began climbing toward a second climax when he stopped.
They lay together, arms and legs entwined, breathing hard. Evy felt a thumping sound coming from Joe's chest and he lay still with his eyes closed and his mouth open.
"You okay?" she said.
He worked his lips, but didn't answer.
She took his hand. "Joe, are you okay? Tell me?"
Fear gripped her for a moment, but then the old man opened his eyes and winked. "Never better."
"Thank God," she smiled, wrapping her arms around him and sighing deeply.
"You're not going yet, are you?" he said.
"I can't stay much longer," she said. "Besides, you ought to rest."
"You promised this was my going-home present." He almost pouted and looked more child-like than old for a moment.
"I'll stay as long as you want me to," she said, climbing over him and tenderly licking his nipples.
She used her tongue to tease his navel and the area just above his prick. She licked his limp, cuntjuice-soaked cock and sucked his balls clean.
She buried her face against his cock-bush and inhaled deeply. Never again would she believe what was said about old people. A man's cock stayed delicious until the day he died. She was convinced of that now. If she didn't know that Joe was old, she'd never be able to tell by his cock and balls.
She took his entire tool into her mouth and Joe groaned. "You gonna try to bring it up again?"
She hadn't really thought about it, but now she giggled. "Do you think I can?" she said.
"Stranger things have happened," he said.
She sucked vigorously on his prick and caressed his balls. Her juices flowed, but he stayed soft. She continued sucking, nibbling his cock-hair and swirling her tongue over his nuts.
She shoved her cunt against his leg and rubbed her clit against his knee-bone. The lips of her pussy were wide open and his bony knee did a lovely job of stimulating her passion-button.
She wiggled around as she sucked his dick and her patience paid off because eventually his fuckpole hardened. She hovered over him, pumping his shaft and tonguing the juicy tip of his cock-knob.
"I'll never forget you, Joe," she said as she gobbled his fuck-stick.
"I'll never forget you either, pretty lady," he said in a hoarse voice.
"Would you like to fuck me again?" she said.
"Can I stick it in your pretty asshole?"
"Why, Joe," she giggled. "You dirty old man, you!"
"That's me," he chuckled, patting her ass. "A dirty, butt-fucking old man."
Chapter Five
Evy looked forward to the time she spent with Natalie. Since Natalie worked full time, it didn't happen often. Every month or so she took a day off from her job as an executive secretary and the two friends spent the day shopping and having lunch at some posh restaurant downtown.
One day Natalie phoned and told Evy to come to lunch at her place. "We're spending a fortune and besides it'll be nice to relax for a change," the blonde said, and Evy readily agreed.
"Come in and make yourself at home," Natalie said warmly, kissing Evy on the cheek when the brunette arrived at her house.
Evy followed her into the house. It was a nice house, bigger than hers, but Natalie never made her feel like a poor relation. "Are you sure you want to bother with lunch?" Evy said.
Natalie sprawled down in a huge lounge chair. "Who's bothering? I just threw a big salad together. Got 10 watch the old waistline, you know. Speaking of food, let's go get some drinks." She took Evy's hand and the two women went into the kitchen.
Natalie took a bottle of good French wine from the refrigerator and handed it to Evy. She took two glasses from a cupboard and rummaged in a drawer for a corkscrew.
They returned to the living room and Natalie opened the bottle, poured it and handed a glass to Evy. "Salud," she said, sipping the wine. She licked her lips and smiled. "Hits the spot, doesn't it?"
"Mmmm, sure beats the cheap stuff we keep around," Evy said. She had skipped breakfast that morning and the wine went right to her head. She tingled all over and the room reeled slightly.
She sometimes wondered if Natalie suspected anything had happened between her and Phil. She was pretty sure the boy had told her nothing, but wasn't sure. In any case Natalie gave no indication that she knew of the affair.
"More?" Natalie said.
"Sure," Evy said, draining her glass.
They chatted about people they knew in common and problems with their husbands. "1 suspect Dave is seeing another woman," Natalie said.
"You don't sound too concerned," Evy said.
"I don't give a damn," Natalie said. "Why stay married if you don't care?" "You do."
Evy choked on her wine. "I guess you know about me."
"You've gotten a little careless," Natalie smiled. "Sometimes I see guys leaving your place at the most ungodly times."
Evy sighed and leaned back in her chair, kicking off her shoes. "I don't know about you, but I need a lot of sex. And Doug just doesn't cut it for me anymore, if he ever did."
"Hey, kiddo, I'm with you," Natalie winked. "I don't let any grass grow under my feet either."
"You mean you monkey around too?"
"Hell, yes. After all the years we've been married, I'd lose my mind if I didn't. Besides, I've been having an affair with my boss for years."
"Is he married too."
"Sure. That's what makes it fun. Neither of us is available. The sex is great and when it's over I go home to Dave. He's a good husband in many way. Hell, if my lover and I got married, I'd be bored within a month. It's the nature of things. Marriage is boring. But who the hell wants to be alone? Right? Of course right."
She went to the kitchen for more wine. Evy felt drunk and hungry, but she said nothing when Natalie returned and refilled her glass. "We'll eat soon," the blonde said.
"I'm feeling pretty high," Evy said. "I didn't breakfast."
"Oh, Jesus, you must be starving." Natalie plopped down in her chair and sipped her wine. "You know, my philosophy is that life is a banquet and I want to taste all of it. I think some writer said it once, but I happen to agree." She cocked an eyebrow and smiled. "Do you agree?"
Evy shrugged. "You already know I do."
Natalie put her glass down and leaned forward. "But do you experiment?"
"Experiment with what?"
Natalie giggled. "I guess you don't."
The memory of Phil came to Evy's mind. "I've had affairs with young guys and old men," she admitted. "So I guess I've experimented."
"That's not what I mean," Natalie said. "Age doesn't matter. What matters is have you ever tried it with another woman?"
"Christ, no!" Evy said, appalled at the thought. But the question brought a hot surge to her pussy.
"That's what they all say at first," Natalie said.
Evy stared at her ass when the blonde sauntered out of the room. Making it with another woman was out of the question. Or was it? Before Old Joe she'd never have considered fucking an old man either.
This time when Natalie returned, she carried a huge salad bowl. She placed it on the floor and sat down next to it, motioning to Evy to do the same.
"Let's dig in," she said, picking up a piece of lettuce with her fingers. "I once saw some kids do it in a restaurant. They were with a growth center nearby and they ate a whole meal without knives and forks. Brings you closer to nature or something. Anyway, it looked like fun. Mmmmmm, good. Come on. Try it."
Evy sank down to the floor and began eating from the salad bowl. Besides the fresh vegetables Natalie had put shrimps and ham and some exotic things in the salad. It was delicious. Besides enjoying the taste, there was something almost sensual about eating with her fingers. And being drunk helped.
They wound up feeding each other choice morsels from the bowl. They made a game of it. Evy would pick up something and Natalie would close her eyes and savor the taste without knowing exactly what it was she was eating.
They laughed a lot and drank a lot and at one point Evy felt Natalie's arm brush her tits. She got goosebumps all over from the intimate touch and she didn't pull away.
Apparently aware of Evy's state of mind, Natalie grew bolder. "You know what's a burn-on? Masturbating together is a turn-on."
"You mean two women?"
"Sure. You've got such a gorgeous body I'd think you'd like to show it off." She put her hand on Evy's arm and lightly stroked it. "It's kind of a kick to masturbate each other too," she said softly.
Evy's mind was awhirl. In her confusion she rested her head in Natalie's lap and the blonde stroked her hair. "You look hot as a firecracker," Natalie said. "Now that I've plied you with liquor, maybe I'll just turn you on." .
"I think you've already done that," Evy giggled.
Evy was still giggling and totally unprepared when Natalie leaned over and planted a tiny kiss on the tip of one of her boobs. She was so startled she said nothing, but even through her clothes she felt her nipple come to life.
A moan escaped her lips when Natalie's mouth came down on hers. And then the room went around and around in circles and all the forbidden feelings she'd stored up all her life went away. She gave in to her desires.
"Very tasty," Natalie said as she tongued her friend. "Give me your tongue too."
Evy thrust her tongue into Natalie's mouth and closed her eyes. She wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck and sighed deeply. It was good. Anyone who said it wasn't was a liar. And when Natalie played with her tits, she knew she would do whatever her friend wanted.
Now Natalie used both hands to knead the yielding flesh of Evy's tits. She pushed and prodded and toyed with the stiffening buds of Evy's nipples.
They stared into each other's eyes and Evy smiled. "I hope you know what you're doing, because I don't."
"Don't worry, I'm an old pro."
"I've been curious about it for years, but I never thought I'd do it," Evy said.
"Leave everything to me, hon. I had my first taste of gash when I was just a kid." She pressed her lips against Evy's and the two women clung together hotly.
Evy's passion grew more and more intense. She returned Natalie's kisses forcefully. She closed her eyes and floated in a sea of sexual depravity and loved every moment of it.
Not only was she excited by the novelty of kissing and caressing another woman, but she was actually turned on by the feel of Natalie's lips and tongue and hands. The perversity of the situation wasn't important. All that mattered was that hot slippery tongue and the wonderful touch of the blonde's hands.
For one brief moment she wondered if one experience with another woman would brand her a lesbian. And then Natalie touched her tits and she no longer cared. Fuck society, she thought with a giggle, her pussy quaking and her heart pounding. What did society ever do for me?
With a tiny sob, she reached for Natalie's boobs. For the first time she realized that Natalie was braless and her fingers shook when she felt her soft flesh through her tee-shirt.
She stroked and fondled Natalie's hanging tits while they kissed and nuzzled and tongued. Her own tits shivered with excitement as the blonde's hands tormented her.
Evy wondered how many women had denied themselves this pleasure because they were frightened of being branded perverts? Thank God for Natalie! Evy yielded to her most wanton desire, grateful that she had a friend to show her the way.
Now Evy realized that Natalie probably did this with a lot of her friends. And the strange thing was that she didn't care. She felt not one bit of jealousy. That was one of the benefits of making it with another woman. There was no question of a lasting relationship. God knows I don't want one, Evy thought. I've got Doug for that. But without the pressures of trying to maintain a relationship, all kinds of wonderful kinky things can happen and you can concentrate on your body and not on your mind.
She trembled when Natalie blew warm breath over her cleavage. If she'd had any inkling that this would happen, she'd have dispensed with a bra too.
She giggled at the picture she would make bouncing down the street braless. Natalie lifted her head and stared into her eyes.
"What's so funny?" She flicked her fingers over Evy's nipples, her eyes glittering with lust.
"I just had a funny thought," Evy said.
Natalie tugged open her blouse and with a practiced touch yanked at her bra strap. Tremors of excitement coursed through Evy's body. And then her blouse and bra were off and she felt the first touch of Natalie's fingers on her boobs. Jolts of electric-like passion thundered through her.
Moaning, she returned Natalie's passionate kiss. Both women rolled around the rug in a frenzy. "Keep doing that," Evy sighed.
"Don't stop doing that, please!"
Natalie crouched on her knees and pulled her own tee-shirt over her head. Evy gazed with admiration at the blonde's boobs. They were big and firm with pink nipples that stood out about an inch from her body.
Evy found her mouth watering as she stared at the twin mounds. Natalie saw the gleam in her eyes and she teased her by lifting her tits up and making lewd gestures with her tongue.
"Sucky suck," Natalie whispered, writhing her body in an exaggerated pose.
"Yes!" Evy said, and started to climb on top of Natalie.
"Me first," Natalie giggled, pushing Evy down and leaning over her.
Evy lay back without struggling as her friend dropped her mouth to her tits. Natalie sucked first one nipple and then the other into her mouth and wet them down with her tongue.
Evy stroked the blonde's hair and moaned. She opened her legs and Natalie shoved her knee against her crotch. Since Evy's cunt throbbed with desire, she welcomed the pressure of her leg.
And then her skirt was up around her hips and Natalie's hands were stroking her cunt through her panties. She found Evy's clit and rubbed it and Evy's legs thrashed frantically.
"Your clit is so hard," Natalie said. "Does it always get this hard?"
"Only when I'm excited," Evy said.
"You don't know how good it makes me feel to know I've excited you like this," Natalie said. "I was afraid you might run out of here like a bat out of hell." She stroked Evy's clit relentlessly while she spoke and Evy trembled and wiggled her ass.
Natalie helped her slip her panties off and the turned-on housewife almost passed out with excitement. Her cunt was awash with juice and aching for release. It occurred to her that right about now a cock would feel awfully welcome in there, but she said nothing to Natalie. Why ruin what they had?
She saw Natalie smile as the blonde caressed the wet lips of Evy's cunt. "You'd like to get laid now, wouldn't you?" she said.
"How did you know?" Evy said.
"Because I've been there," Natalie said, a lock of silky blonde hair falling over her cheek.
"It's not that I'm not awfully excited," Evy said.
"Don't apologize to me," Natalie said, dabbing a fingertip over Evy's gash. "After I've brought you off you won't miss a prick."
"Oooooooooohhhhhhhhh!" Evy groaned. "I think I know what you mean." Natalie's fingers were doing new and wonderful things to her pussy and Evy closed her eyes and squirmed her ass in response.
She jerked her hips while the blonde masturbated her. Her thighs fell open and her breath became ragged. She was startled when she felt Natalie's lips and tongue on her twat and the wanton gesture was all she needed to climb over the edge into the abyss of sexual abandon.
Natalie's tongue fluttered wildly even after the explosion of Evy's orgasm passed. Evy'd been eaten hundreds of times in her life, but never like this.
Maybe it was because Natalie's tongue was smaller than a man's. And smoother. Whatever the reason, Natalie's soft lips and cheeks or just the fact that they were committing a perversion, Evy had never been eaten better.
"You're so responsive, it's driving me crazy," Natalie said. She held the flat of her tongue against Evy's gash.
"Oh, Jesus, you're the one who's driving me crazy," Evy said.
Natalie slowly licked up the juice leaking out of Evy's cunt and teased her clit with the tip of her tongue. Evy lay with her legs wide-spread, tossing her head from side to side.
Natalie tongue-fucked her, at one point trying to force her tongue into Evy's cunthole. Evy lay back and let the wonderful sensation engulf her, but when she felt Natalie's tongue on her asshole she raised her head.
"Jesus Christ, what are you doing?"
Natalie giggled. "Lay down and stop directing traffic."
Evy groaned and lay her head down. "You're too much, you know it? I thought I was a hot broad."
"We're both hot broads," Natalie said, licking Evy's asshole. "Once you get into it, when you do me, you'll see. You'll want to do everything too."
When the reality of Natalie's words penetrated her brain, Evy's mind reeled. She licked her lips and pressed herself firmly against Natalie's insistent mouth. Yes, of course, Natalie expected her to do all these things to her. It was the first time it occurred to Evy and she realized in that moment that she wanted to eat Natalie. She wanted it more than she'd ever wanted anything in her life.
Now Natalie fluttered her tongue from Evy's clit to her asshole and up and down and from side to side over her cunt. By now Evy thought the blonde would be tired, but Natalie's energy seemed endless.
At one point Natalie shoved her entire face against Evy's twat and tongued her sensitive thighs. Evy clamped her thighs around the blonde's head and sighed.
She surrendered to a second climax and gasped for breath as the exquisite sensations coursed through her. When she came to her senses, she sat up.
"Let me eat you now," she hissed, and the blonde stretched out on her back and slowly spread her legs.
Chapter Six
When Doug told her his nephew Billy was coming to visit while his mother was having surgery, Evy was annoyed. Having a young boy around would be a drag.
But when he arrived, Evy's heart went out to the teenager. He was obviously worried about his mother and Evy resolved to make him feel completely at home.
He moped around the house for the first few days. After his mother's surgery, when the doctor told them everything was okay, he relaxed. Evy was happy too. Now maybe she could continue with her life.
Still, she couldn't leave the boy and go to the hospital to do her volunteer work, so she had to find things to keep him occupied. It wasn't easy. She wasn't about to play basketball with the boy and besides she really had no idea what young boys liked to do.
She found out one day when they were in the kitchen together and she was fixing lunch. She reached up to a top shelf to pull down some placemats and felt the boy's eyes on her ass. She turned her head and met his gaze.
"What are you looking at?" she smiled.
He blushed and averted his eyes. "Nothing," he muttered.
She set the table and took the grilled cheese sandwiches from the toaster oven. "Don't try and fool me," she said. "You were looking at my ass, weren't you?"
"I'm sorry, Aunt Evy," he said, his eyes clouding over.
She sat down at the table and put a sandwich on his plate. "You can look," she said, biting into a sandwich. "Go ahead and eat. It's good."
The boy began gobbling his food. She gave him a second sandwich and a plateful of potato chips. He smiled shyly when he met her gaze and she poured herself some coffee.
"I really don't mind if you look," she said. "A woman likes to be admired."
He gazed at her, his mouth stuffed with food. "You're real pretty," he said.
She swung her leg and let her slipper slip off her foot. "Eat your lunch," she said, but her heart raced at the admiration in his eyes.
He wolfed the rest of the potato chips and she poured him a third glass of milk. She saw his eyes stray her tits when she walked to the refrigerator and flopped back down on her chair.
"Do you always stare at women like that?" she said.
His cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry, Auntie," he said, his eyes on his lap.
"It's a wonder someone hasn't reported you to the vice squad," she giggled, clearing the table.
When the dishes were washed and dried and put away, they went into the den and sat down on the sofa. Evy was wearing an old tee-shirt and jeans. The boy eyed her tits when they wobbled around, unrestricted by a bra.
"Sit here next to me," she said, patting the cushion next to her.
A flicker went through the boy's eyes as he moved closer to his aunt. She put her arm around his shoulder. "What would you like to do today?"
He didn't answer for a moment. "I dunno," he finally said.
"I'm afraid I'm not very good at entertaining teenagers," she said. "Never having had any children of my own, I don't know what to do."
"You don't have to bother with me," he said. "I'll be okay."
"But I'd worry if I left you alone. What would your mother say?"
Almost absently, she stroked the back of his neck and his long thick hair. She was surprised when a chill ran down her spine. Could it be that she was getting turned-on by the boy? It seemed crazy. He was so young and probably a virgin. Still, her pussy was throbbing. There was no doubt about that.
"If I ask you a personal question," she said, "will you promise to answer honestly?"
He nodded solemnly. "Sure, Auntie."
She bent down and whispered in his ear. "Are you a virgin, Billy?"
He blushed crimson and bit his lower lip. "How'd you know?"
"I didn't, but I kind of figured you were." She tousled his hair and neither of them' spoke for a few minutes. Evy's mind reeled at the memory of the time she fucked Natalie's brother, Phil, and how wonderful it had been. Still, Phil was nineteen and somewhat experienced in the sack. Billy was practically a baby and a virgin to boot.
Sucking in her breath, Evy turned to the boy. Her thigh nudged his and he swallowed hard. There was something touching about his nervousness. Something exciting.
She deliberately pushed one tit against his arm. He sat perfectly still, barely breathing. She noticed the bulge in his crotch and the boy quickly crossed his legs to hide it.
"Oh, Billy," she whispered. "You don't have to do that."
"Yes, Auntie," he said, uncrossing his legs. She stroked his thigh and stared at his crotch. "You know," she said, in a soft voice. "When a boy admires a woman, a woman finds it very exciting." "Yeah?" he croaked.
She continued stroking his thigh and watching the mass between his legs pulsate. "Yes, and women get lonely sometimes when their husbands are away at work." She rhythmically squeezed his leg.
Billy cleared his throat. "Oh, yeah?" he rasped.
The bulge in his jeans looked so inviting that the overheated housewife couldn't resist letting her fingers flutter over it. The boy's eyes widened and he sucked in his breath.
"You've managed to turn your old Aunt on, Billy," she said.
She slid her hand up and down his thigh, her fingers spread and grazing his crotch. His eyes got wider and his face was bright pink. "Jesus, Auntie, honest?"
"Honest, Billy," she murmured, sinking to her knees in front of him and pulling his zipper down. "Cross my heart and hope to die." She reached inside and felt around for his cock.
She rummaged around inside his shorts and found it. It wasn't as hard as she'd anticipated, but he grunted when she closed her fingers around his cockshaft.
"Don't be nervous, Billy," she said as she brought his prick out into the air.
"I'm not," he said, but his voice quavered.
"I'm going to suck your cock and make it real hard," she said. "It's a lovely cock and I'm going to make it even lovelier. Would you like that, Billy?"
"Jesus, yeah!"
She pushed her long dark hair back from her face and gazed up into his eyes. He looked frightened, but excited, and she knew he wanted it as badly as she did.
She ran her lower lip over the boy's piss-slit. She closed her fingers around his stiffening stem and took a good look at his cock and balls. A tiny drop of jism oozed out of the tip and she licked it off. The boy groaned softly and she giggled and licked it again.
Stroking his thighs, she opened her lips and clamped them shut around his bloated cock-head. The boy leaned back against the sofa cushion and closed his eyes. He bucked his hips and Evy yanked his jeans and shorts down and ran a series of tiny kisses over his thighs.
"Jesus, Auntie, that feels good!" the boy said.
"That's the idea, Billy," she said, capturing his cockhead in her mouth.
Dear God, forgive me, she thought as she slid the ring of her lips a few inches over his shaft. But she couldn't have stopped now if she'd tried. She was much too turned-on to stop.
She worked her mouth over his rod slowly, minutely savoring every inch of his velvety flesh. She inhaled his boy-man fragrance and reveled in his excitement.
At one point she released him and lifted her tee-shirt over her head, aware of his eyes on her now revealed tits. Her nipples stood out, dark and erect as she brushed them against his legs.
She worked his entire prick into her mouth, using her lips and tongue on his balls and his cockhead. She fluttered her tongue over the base of his prick, all the while pressing her big tits against his legs.
She coated his prick with saliva, giving special attention to the sensitive crown and to the glob of skin on the underside of his shaft. She heard him sniff and mutter something under his breath.
"What did you say, Billy?" she said.
"I think I'm gonna come, Auntie," he said.
"I don't mind, honey," she said. "You can come in my mouth."
She opened her jaws wide and gulped his entire prick into her throat. She released it and vigorously tongued his balls while she pumped his dick.
The boy gyrated his hips and began bucking his ass. "Oh, shit, Auntie, I can't help it!" Evy sat perfectly still. His balls erupted, pumping teenage jism into her mouth. She sucked in a frenzy, wildly excited by the taste of his fuck-cream.
She took him into her throat again and coaxed the last few drops of thick cream out of the tip of his prick. When he was through, when he collapsed against the cushion, she licked his cockhead clean and rested her cheek against his limp cock.
"I never had a blow-job like that before," she sighed.
Evy climbed to her feet and sat down next to him on the sofa. "We've only just begun, honey," she said. "You ain't seen nothin' yet." * * * Evy let the boy rest. Her pussy burned with desire and she had every intention of making his cock hard again. She had no reservations about fucking him. He was just a kid and someone had to take his cherry. It might as well be her.
When the teenager finally opened his eyes, he grinned and eyed her tits. Evy had removed the rest of her clothes and she sat next to him totally naked.
"Take the rest of your clothes off," she said and the boy rose to his feet and fumbled with his jeans until they were on the floor along with his shorts.
She helped him pull his shirt over his head and finally he was naked. His body was almost hairless and she'd forgotten how sweet and almost innocent a young boy's body was.
She urged him to stretch out on his back on the sofa and she climbed over him. "You're going to be quite a cocksman," she said, wiggling slightly so her tits would bounce around.
"How do you know?" he said.
She pulled on her turgid nipples. "A woman can tell." She ran her fingertips over his tiny nipples. "A woman can always tell."
The teenager looked terrified. She lowered her body over his until his prick slipped between her thighs. "Don't be nervous, darling," she whispered. "You'll be just fine."
"I hope so," he muttered.
"You will, you will," she said, leaning over and feeding him one of her tits.
After a moment she sat back and gazed at him with a smile. "Have you ever eaten a girl?" she said.
"You mean, lick her cunt?"
"Yes, have you ever gone down on a girl?"
"Yeah, a few times."
"Did you like it?"
"It was okay."
"Would you like me to suck your cock again?"
He grinned. "Sure."
"I'd like you to suck my pussy too," she said, "You know, in sex, things have to be tit for tat."
He stared into space for a moment and then met her eyes. "Okay," he said and the horny cheating wife turned around and squatted down until her pussy was directly over his face.
She took his prick into her mouth and without even urging him, the boy reached for her ass and pulled her cunt down to his mouth. Evy shivered with excitement when she felt his hot tongue fluttering over her cunt. His hands caressed her butt and he groaned softly as he buried his entire face against her twat.
She worked her tongue over his cockhead while he parted her pussy folds with his. He licked up the juice oozing out of her pussy and sucked loudly and enthusiastically.
Evy rocked her ass gently, anxious to get as much pressure on her cunt as she could. The boy dabbed his tongue-tip against her cunthole and almost managed to get it inside.
"Ummmmmmm, you're a wonderful cunt-lapper," she said. "I don't remember when I've had a better pussy-suck."
He grunted and when he found her clit he flicked his tongue up and down as she writhed against him. The boy was good. She wanted to flatter him, but in truth he was a good pussy-licker.
He licked her clit and lapped her juices and pushed his tongue against her cunthole. He squeezed her ass and perhaps by design, he touched her bung with one finger.
Evy moaned and sucked half his stiffening prick into her mouth. She wanted to get laid now. She wanted a good stiff prick in her cunt. She knew that once he was -inside her his cock would get even harder She decided to get on top and direct the fucking. That way she'd be certain to get what she needed.
She lifted her face down from his crotch and climbed around over him. "We're going to fuck now, honey," she said.
He looked startled. "Jesus, Auntie, I never did it before!"
"I'll do everything," she said, bending over and kissing him. "You don't have to do a thing."
She straddled his hips and squatted down. She grasped his prick in her hot hand and guided his knob into the opening to her cunt. She worked her hips and ass and slowly sucked his dick into her hot hair-rimmed hole and the boy trembled and grimaced with lust.
It was good. Evy threw her head back and sighed as his cock parted her cuntlips. She rotated her hips and took the rest of him inside her and sure enough his cock stiffened when she squeezed her cunt-muscles around his shaft.
When he was all the way inside her, she leaned over and rubbed her tits against his chest. "Feel good, baby?" she said, kissing him softly on the lips.
"Shit, yeah!"
She moved her hips, slowly releasing his dick and then working it in again. He reached around and grabbed her ass. "That's right, honey. Move your ass. Fuck back," she said.
He began pumping. They fucked in unison and his cock felt hard and big inside her. With every thrust his shaft rubbed against her clit and she directed the rubbing until she was breathless with arousal.
"Fuck me, baby, fuck me!" she sighed.
"You're fucking me so good! So damn good!"
She kissed him again, gripping his cock with her cunt and stabbing him with her tits.
"Does it feel good, Billy?" she said.
"Yeah, Auntie, it's great!"
Her juices flowed hotly around his dick and she bounced up and down. The boy's eyes widened and a look of pure animal lust crossed his face.
"We'll come together," she said, moving faster. "We'll come together, Billy."
"Yeah," he said. "Yeah, Auntie!"
Evy bucked her ass and rode him. She reached underneath and clutched his balls. "Fuck! Fuck!" she chanted. "Fuck! Fuck!"
Now the boy slammed his prick into her cunt. He held her ass and arched his back as he thrust wildly in and out of her twat. He was the one fucking now, driving his prick into her gash with deep savage thrusts.
"Fuck! Fuck!" she shrieked. "Oh, God, Billy, fuck me, you fucker! Fuck me!"
She ground her cunt down against him as her orgasm exploded. The boy continued stroking and then he came, his spurting cock erupting and shooting a geyser of jism into her depths.
Chapter Seven
The thick-chested man sat up in the bed and fingered his curly chest hair. He peered over his half-glasses at Evy as she moved around the room, putting fresh flowers in a vase and picking up books and magazines.
"Is there anything special you'd like to read?" she said.
He shook his head. "I'm going home tomorrow," he said.
"Wonderful," Evy smiled. "I'm glad you're feeling so well."
"It was a close call, but I'm fit as a fiddle now," he said, patting the bed. "Come sit down and talk to me."
Evy crossed the room and sat down next to the barrel-chested man. He'd been brought to the hospital as an emergency case two weeks before. Evy had grown fond of him in the interim and as soon as he was stabilized the two had become friendly.
Sam Porter was a man of fifty and Evy found him rather attractive. He was built like a bull, short and squat, and even though he was old enough to be her father, she was attracted to him.
Now he dropped his hand to her lap and gazed at her tits. "Now that I'm going home, are you going to be nice to me?" he said.
There was no mistaking his intent, but Evy decided to go along with the charade. "Haven't I always been nice to you?" she said.
He moved his hand to the lump between his legs under the blanket. "I mean real nice." He licked his lips obscenely.
"When is Mrs. Porter coming?" Evy said, leaning closer and giving him a good look at her cleavage.
"For all I know she's coming right now," he chuckled. "She jerks off at least once a day."
Evy winced. "You're getting raunchy," she said, patting his hand. "You know what I meant. When is she coming to visit you?"
"She has a dentist appointment today. She won't be here till late. And I'm lonesome."
He fixed his features in a mock grimace and patted his crotch, "She usually jerks me off when she's here. I'll bet you didn't know that."
"I never thought about it, but if it works for you two, go with it," Evy giggled.
He held tightly to her hand and rubbed her palm in an age-old lewd motion. "You're here to keep the patients happy, aren't you?" he said.
"What are you getting at, Sam?" she said. Her pussy was already awash with come-cream.
He moved her hand to the mass between his legs and pressed her fingers against it. "How about giving me a blow-job, honey?" he grinned.
"Why, Sam, how you talk," she said, but she moved her hand back and forth over his crotch.
Suddenly he pushed the blanket off his body and revealed his nakedness. He snickered and forced her hand over his bare prick. He stared at her face, at her carefully made up lips and eyes.
"Are you going to wrap those pretty lips around this thing, or do I have to jerk myself off?"
"Oh, Sam, I'll do it," she said. She glanced toward the door. "Swing your legs over the side of the bed," she said as she crouched on her knees.
He quickly obeyed and in a moment his prick was level with her mouth. She leaned over and touched her lips to his purplish cockhead. He spread his legs wide and toyed with her hair.
"If you're a good girl, I'll return the compliment," he said. "Or do you get off on cocksucking?"
She ignored him. Holding onto his thighs, she ran the tip of her tongue over the insides of his hairy, muscular legs.
"You really love it, don't you?" he said.
She nodded, taking his cockhead in her mouth and lightly swirling her tongue over the flared rim. He sighed with contentment and held her head in a strong grip.
"I knew it," he rasped. "I can always tell a woman who loves cock." Evy opened her mouth wider and took an inch of his cockshaft into her mouth. His prick lurched and stiffened somewhat, but she knew it would grow much harder and bigger before she was through. prick to dip a little deeper into her mouth. Sam didn't move. Only his fingers were busy on her hair and ears and holding her mouth fast to his dick.
At one point his huge hamlike hands caressed her cheeks and she slowly gulped another few inches of his shaft into her mouth. Her lipstick smeared onto his prick and she hefted his balls in her hand.
She closed her lips tightly around his cockhead and remained still for a moment. He hissed and breathed through his mouth, all the while muttering obscenities.
He moved his hands to her shoulders and slid one inside the top of her uniform. She trembled at the touch. Suddenly his offer to return the compliment was appealing. If she was any judge of men, Sam would be an enthusiastic cuntlapper.
He forced one hand into her bra and touched her naked flesh. She shivered and suctioned his prick all the way into her throat. She held it there while he toyed with her excited nipple and she felt his cock pulsate and stiffen.
Now she bobbed her head back and forth and Sam pumped his hips and sawed his dick in and out of her lips. She used her tongue and teeth and her expert throat muscles to give his cockhead a massage.
Sam's excitement mounted and he thrust himself forcefully in and out of the ring of her lips. His coarse cock-hair brushed her lips and chin and made the cheating wife weak with desire.
She took a deep breath and plunged her lips down to the root of his cock. Sam grunted and a gurgling sound escaped his lips as the swollen dome of his prick tickled the back of her throat.
His cock was full size now, thick and ramrod-stiff. Evy closed her eyes and reveled in the feel of being stuffed with hard cock. His balls slapped her chin with every thrust and his cockhead made contact with her tonsils. Slick, warm spunk landed on her tongue as he stroked jerkily in and out of her mouth.
At one point he held his prick in her throat and forced her to work her throat muscles around the tip. She didn't mind. She knew that at the end she would have the treat she craved.
He would empty his balls in her mouth.
She knew it wouldn't be long because she felt the salty tang of his spunk leaking copiously out of the tip of his cock. He fisted his cockshaft and brutally fucked her mouth and she held her head perfectly still.
He reached down with one hand and plunged it into her bra. He squeezed her tit and muttered obscenities she couldn't quite make out and ignored.
"Eat it, baby, eat it!" he hissed. He knew she couldn't speak, but he kept chanting over and over for her to eat him good.
Evy knew his balls were going to erupt at any second and the feel of his fingers kneading her nipples turned her cunt to jelly.
"Get your hand on my balls!" he snapped and Evy cradled his nuts in her fist while he came.
He kneaded her titflesh and pumped his ass and Evy gulped the juice spewing out of his pisser. She sucked greedily and vigorously, totally involved in her passion.
"Well, isn't that a pretty sight," a cheery voice said, and Evy whipped her head around and faced Myrtle Porter.
Sam chuckled. Evy glanced at him and then back at his wife and breathed more easily. It was obvious Myrtle Porter was neither surprised nor displeased at finding a strange woman going down on her husband.
Evy straightened up and smoothed her uniform. Sam took her hand and motioned toward his wife. Myrtle Porter crossed the room and before Evy knew what was happening she became involved in an orgy. * * * In less than five minutes they were in bed together, in various states of undress. The women kept their clothes on, but removed their underwear. If anyone walked in, well, Myrtle was Mrs. Porter.
The bed was small and crowded and husband and wife both went at Evy. She was wedged in between them and they kissed and petted and pawed her. They nibbled and licked her flesh and Myrtle unbuttoned the top of her uniform.
Sam reached over and yanked her bra loose and hungrily sucked one of her tits into his mouth. Myrtle worked on her other tit and Evy felt dreamlike at the feel of the duel licking.
As if by plan, they held her tits in their hands and both kissed her at once. It was wild. Three tongues met and teeth clicked and three pair of lips pressed hotly together.
Myrtle finally giggled and pushed Sam to the side. "You get down there and work on her twat. I'll take care of her titties."
"Whatever you say, dear," Sam said deferentially as he climbed around and wedged himself between Evy's legs.
Her uniform was bunched up around her waist and he began by licking her thighs and pushing them far apart. Myrtle watched him as she sucked Evy's tits and she offered him advice on how to make Evy come.
"She's hot to trot," the older woman said. "Get in there, Sam, and bring her off. I want to see her pretty face when she comes."
Evy smiled gratefully at the woman. Myrtle was a prim-looking woman of about forty-five with salt and pepper hair and a dumpy-looking figure. Dumpy-looking, that is, until you caught a glimpse of what was under her clothes.
She had unbuttoned her blouse and picked her skirt up and Evy saw that her tits were full and firm and quite lovely. Her cunt was thick-bushed and her hips and ass were round, but firm.
Now Sam buried his face against Evy's hot cunt while his wife sucked hungrily on her tits. Evy sighed with contentment and writhed her overheated body between them. The unorthodox manner in which she was being worked over turned her on even more. To think that she was being made love to by a middle-aged couple, husband and wife. It was incredible to the highly sexed wife.
And then Myrtle stuffed one of her tits into Evy's mouth and Evy munched without hesitation. "She's got a lovely touch, Sam," Myrtle said to her husband. "I hope she sucks a cunt half as good as she sucks a tit."
Sam draped Evy's legs over his shoulders and tilted her ass back. He rasped his tongue over her asshole while she sucked eagerly on Myrtle's nipples.
Sam held her asscheeks and tongued her butt-hole and Evy worked her hips and ass to meet his wanton caresses. When he plunged two fingers into her cunthole while he licked her bung, she almost came.
And then Myrtle was sucking her tits again and Evy held onto the older woman's head and sighed with contentment. She felt like the main course at a banquet and she found that she loved all the attention.
Suddenly Myrtle joined her husband and she licked Evy's cunt while he tongued her butt. It was too much for Evy. She came, a flood of cunt-juice gushing from her pussy and drenching Myrtle's face.
That was only the beginning. They pushed her around until she lay on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. Her tits hung down and her naked ass was in the air.
Sam crouched behind her, rubbing his prick-knob around her gash. Myrtle knelt next to her and toyed with her tits while her husband worked the head of his cock up and down Evy's drooling slit.
Sam pushed his prick against her pussy and Evy raised herself on her arms and gave Myrtle more room to suck her boobs. With a lurch forward, Sam plunged his dick into her twat and Evy fell forward, her tits crushing Myrtle's face.
Sam began thrusting quickly and deeply and Myrtle worked her lips and tongue over Evy's tits. Evy opened her mouth in a grimace and at that moment Sam pulled his prick out of her cunt and whipped it into her asshole.
The force of the thrust and the unexpectedness of it took her breath away. She threw her head back and screamed and he pulled it out of her butt and plunged it back into her slit.
Meanwhile his wife climbed around on the bed and sat in front of Evy's face. Her wet gaping cunt pushed against Evy's lips. "Suck!" she snapped and Evy extended her tongue and flicked it up and down the older woman's raunchy slit.
"Suck it!" Myrtle rasped and Evy licked frantically.
"What a fuck!" Sam chortled. "This is the life!"
"Maybe you can get them to keep you here another few days," his wife said. "She's giving me the best sucking I've had in ages."
"Christ, what a tight cunt!"
He went from Evy's cunt to her asshole and back again. The sex-starved young wife used her tongue to titillate Myrtle's clit while she thrust her pelvis back to meet Sam's dick.
"Save some for me, honey," Myrtle thrilled.
"Let her bring you off," Sam groaned. "I'm gonna blast off in here."
And then they turned her over and she lay on her back with her knees pulled back. Sam shifted around until his prick plunged deep inside her twat and Myrtle sat down on her face and wiggled around.
"I can't breathe!" Evy cried. "Let me breathe!"
"Jesus, Myrt, let her breathe," Sam chuckled. "You don't wanna kill the goose that's laying the golden egg."
"Oh, my, I guess I got carried away," Myrtle thrilled.
She climbed off Evy's face and straddled her tits. She hunched forward and pushed her cunt nearer Evy's lips. Evy began sucking. The smell of Myrtle's succulent cunt overwhelmed her senses and she licked up the sticky, whitish cream gushing out of her cunthole.
Evy's pussy steamed as Sam stroked in and out of her depths. He deliberately masturbated her clit while he stroked and she licked vigorously on his wife's twat.
"You really love cunt, don't you?" Myrtle said to Evy.
"Ummmmmmmm," Evy mumbled, her tongue fluttering over the older woman's gash.
"I'm blowing!" Sam announced and in a moment his cock exploded in Evy's pussy, drenching her with his fuck-oil.
Myrtle scrambled around and landed between Evy's legs when Sam slumped over on the bed to rest. She gobbled hungrily at the jism drenching Evy's snatch. When she was through feasting on the brunette's gulch, she turned to her husband and licked his prick and balls clean.
Evy lay back breathing hard, her eyes closed and her lips parted. The whole thing seemed like a dream. She floated in space, hardly comprehending what was happening when the couple swarmed over her again and began manipulating her clit and pulling on her nipples.
After a while Sam crouched between her legs and slurped at her flooded twat. Her desire rose again and when Myrtle lay down next to her, the two women kissed.
When Sam's cock was semi-stiff, Myrtle crouched next to him and tossed one shapely leg over his hip. Then with a wild giggle, she lowered herself over his prick.
She ground her ass down and took him inside her. In a moment she was bouncing up and down, her tits flying and her cuntlips grasping his dick.
Evy watched with fascinated eyes as husband and wife fucked. Myrtle leaned over and dropped one of her tits into his mouth and he sucked on it like a nursing child.
'' Ooooooohhhhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!'' Myrtle cried, her salt and pepper hair flying around her face.
Evy was mesmerized as she watched the middle-aged couple ball. If only Doug were as enthusiastic about fucking as Sam Porter was! If only she enjoyed the marital bliss that Myrtle obviously enjoyed!
She masturbated mindlessly as Myrtle slipped off Sam's prick and took him all the way into her throat. The older woman gobbled and slobbered over her husband's dick and Evy thrust three fingers into her snatch.
Sam roared as he dumped another load into Myrtle's mouth and the three orgiasts collapsed in each other's arms.
Chapter Eight
After her experience with the Porters, Evy resolved to try and light the fire in her own marriage. She told herself that it wasn't all Doug's fault. She told herself maybe she hadn't gone about things in the right way. Doug was a sensitive soul, and she'd come on strong. Maybe he needed a more passive wife, someone who would lead the way and give the impression it was all Doug's idea.
She tried her new experiment on an evening when Doug arrived home early and wasn't all tired out from work. He was in a good mood because he'd gotten a raise and she made a special dinner with all of Doug's favorite foods.
After the dishes were done, she shivered with excitement. She had a plan and she watched Doug settle down in his favorite chair to watch television. She'd soon draw his interest away from the screen. She'd turn him on and make him think it was his idea to fuck.
She sat on the arm of his chair and toyed with his hair. She kissed him and put his hand on her ass. He smiled at her absently and stroked her butt, but his eyes remained glued to the baseball game.
She forced herself to remember how Myrtle had treated Sam. She stifled a sigh and when she left to go upstairs, Doug didn't even notice her retreat.
Once upstairs she changed clothes, putting on a new sheer black nightgown and high-heeled mules. When she returned to the living room, Doug did a double-take.
"You trying to tell me something?" he said.
"Why, no, darling," Evy said. She sat down on the sofa and pushed her tits forward so they would be visible beneath the flimsy material of her nightgown.
She crossed one leg over the other and watched the television screen. Doug paid absolutely no attention to her. Her pussy itched with desire and she forced herself not to touch herself. She didn't want to turn Doug off and she resolved to remain passive until her appearance forced him to make a move.
She took a deep breath and her tits almost popped out of the low-cut neckline of her gown. "Oh, my, look at me," she giggled.
Doug gazed at her momentarily, smiled weakly, and turned his attention back to the screen. Evy felt her temper rise, but wouldn't allow herself to give vent to it. She was determined to stay calm, cool and collected. And in the end she'd get what she wanted. She hoped.
"Good game?" she said.
"Yeah, not bad."
"You wouldn't want to sit next to me while you watch, would you?" she said.
His eyes never left the screen. "Naw, but you can come sit here."
She moved over to his chair, walking provocatively on her high heels and wiggling her hips and ass as she moved. Her cuntlips rubbed together and the friction excited her.
She sat on the arm of his chair and draped one arm around his shoulders.
"Does seeing me like this give you any ideas?" she said.
"Hey, get the bum out!" Doug muttered. She bit her lip to keep from giving him a sharp retort. She counted to ten. Myrtle Porter would know how to handle this, she thought. I just know she would.
She cuddled closer to Doug and he absently reached under her nightgown and stroked the furry patch between her legs. When he felt the dampness, he brought his hand out and wiped it on her gown.
"You're wet," he said. Evy became annoyed despite her resolve. "Would you rather I was a dried-out old prune?"
He stared at the television screen, but his face tightened. "Are you going to start a fight again?" he said.
She forced herself to giggle and took his hand and replaced it between her legs. "Oh, honey, I was just kidding," she said. "Don't stop. It feels good."
He stroked her cunt in an offhand, bored manner, and her fury increased. She was no longer annoyed. She was angry. "You can do better than that, can't you?" she said.
He began pulling his hand away, but she held it between her thighs. Even in her fury, the touch of his fingers on her twat made her knees weak.
"No, I meant it feels good, baby," she said. "Don't stop."
He tossed her a withering glance and resumed nonchalantly caressing her cunt. Evy sighed and leaned over, holding her tits against his head.
"I think I'm getting you a little excited," she whispered. She saw the bulge in his pants and pointed to it.
"Yeah, sure," he said in an offhand voice. "Kill the umpire!" he yelled. "Get the bum out!"
He pulled his hand away from her pussy and lit a cigarette. "Get me a beer, huh, babe?"
Evy slipped off the arm of the chair and went to the kitchen for the beer. Damn him! There was no way he was going to change. She'd die a semi-virgin if she waited for their sex life to improve!
She went back to the living room and handed him the beer. Then she went upstairs. She had had no choice but to masturbate. All the action she'd see tonight would be as a result of her own fingers. She knew that now.
She stood in front of the dresser and watched her image in the mirror as she pulled her nightgown up over her head and watched it fall to the floor.
She hefted her tits in her hands and stared at her body. A fat lot of good it did me to get all dressed up for him, she thought. I could wear a potato sack and he'd never notice.
She turned to the side and gazed at her profile in the mirror. Her long hair partially covered one tit and she shook it out of the way and smiled seductively at her image.
How come Doug's the only guy around who doesn't find me fuckable? she thought. I'm a damn good-looking woman. Why do I have to almost beg my own husband to fuck me?
She slipped her hand between her legs and stroked her hot, wet cunt. All the men she had affairs with loved her wet pussy. Only Doug seemed to be repelled by it.
It oozed juice as she rubbed her clit. She raised one hand to her mouth and licked her fingers clean of her female cream. She'd grown to love the taste and smell of her own cunt. It turned her on even now and she wondered if all women had their own fragrances and tastes.
She went to the door, opened it slightly and listened. The game was still on downstairs and she knew Doug wouldn't be up until it was over.
Closing the door softly, she moved to the bed and lay down. One hand went back to her cunt and the other went to her tits. She finger-fucked herself and trapped one nipple between two fingers.
Moaning deep in her throat, she rolled onto her belly and rubbed herself against the blanket. The fire in her snatch was raging out of control. She had to come before Doug came up to bed.
Her fingers burrowed around between her cunt and the bed. She rolled onto her side and masturbated through the thickness of the blanket.
After a few moments of that she used her fingers on the moistness of her bare twat, and felt her clit throb under the pressure of her caresses.
Exhaling loudly, she sank two fingers into her gash and thrust them in and out like a small cock. She used her thumb on her clit and gyrated her ass, but the insatiable hunger in her pussy wasn't being abated. She needed more.
She sat up and looked around the room. She needed something to stick inside herself. A candle or a dildo of some kind. She saw nothing she could use.
She inserted three fingers into her twat and churned them around. She rolled around with her knees drawn up and her ass in the air.
If Doug walks in now, she giggled to herself, he'll shit!
She pressed her face into the pillow and stroked her fingers in and out of her pussy. She rubbed her clit frantically. For a moment she understood what drove women crazy. They went mad from horniness.
She almost wished Doug would walk in on her. Even his usual boring fuck would be better than nothing. She was so hot all she needed was a few strokes of his prick and she'd get off.
Damn! she thought, rolling onto her back and sitting up on the bed. I need to get laid! I need a big cock sticking inside me!
She wedged a pillow between her legs and rolled around the bed. In desperation she stuck a finger into her asshole while she rubbed her clit.
I hope I don't wear it out, she thought as she masturbated.
She fingered her cunt and her asshole and the pounding of her heart increased. Then she came, but her release was ruined when she heard Doug coming upstairs and she slumped over on the bed with a sob.
He walked into the room and hardly noticed her position on the bed. He brushed his teeth and gargled loudly and when he joined her in bed she managed to control her breathing and appear calm.
"You wanna fuck?" he said.
"Sure!"
He turned to her, still yawning, and grabbed one of her meaty tits. She turned onto her side and he used his free hand to fondle her pussy. She trembled when he slid a finger into her cunthole.
"Stick another one in," she said and he reluctantly rammed a second finger into her slit.
"Why'd you always have to tell me what to do?" he said.
She groaned. "Because I know what 1 need," she said.
"Well I know what I need too," he said, "and it's a wife who doesn't tell me what to do."
"Shit!" Evy mumbled under her breath.
"What?"
"I said that feels good, honey," she said.
She shifted her position so his fingers would go more deeply inside her snatch. She tried to climb on top of him, but he pushed her back.
"Damn it, Evy, cut it out!"
She fumed silently. It made no sense to fight with him. There was no way she could win. And if she made him angry, he'd refuse to fuck her.
Suddenly he pulled his fingers out of her pussy and rolled on top of her. "Okay, that's enough of that," he said. "Let's fuck."
"You're so damn romantic," she said sarcastically.
"You want to fuck or don't you?" He hovered over her, a cold look in his eyes.
"Yeah, I want to fuck," she said.
She bit her lower lip and averted her eyes when he mounted her and shoved his prick against her cunt. Her seething pussy was eager to accept him, but she would have liked a little more foreplay.
Still, it felt good once he was inside her. Her body was so highly sensitized that the touch of his prick on her clit made her come almost at once. But it wasn't enough. She needed more.
"Jesus, you were sure walking around with hot pants," he said. He remained perfectly still for a moment, his prick imbedded inside her gash.
"I've still got hot pants," she said. "I need a lot more than that." "Shut up!'
His cock throbbed inside her, and it felt so good she stopped complaining. Then after a moment she began to raise and lower her ass. She tried to force him to start stroking.
He gritted his teeth and glared at her. "Stop it, damn you!" he said.
She writhed her ass on the bed and tossed her head from side to side. "Oh, God!" she moaned.
He pulled out, leaving only his cockhead inside her. "I'm getting soft from all your bitching," he said.
She squeezed her cunt-muscles around his rod. "No, you're not," she said. "You're still hard."
She clung to him and he swore under his breath. He corkscrewed his dick in and out and she met each thrust with mounting excitement.
"Oh, yes, I'm coming!" she gasped, holding onto his neck with both arms. "I'm coming now!"
Another tiny orgasm erupted in her cunt. Evy was surprised. Two orgasms so far. Even though they were fairly mild, it was more than she usually got from Doug.
Doug's prick pulsated and stiffened inside her. Despite himself, when her cunt clamped shut around his prick, it turned him on. His cock fucked in and out of her slippery hot hole and his balls slapped her asscheeks.
Evy fucked back with abandon. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and her eyes rolled back in her head. Doug's prick was deep inside her, fucking and probing and filling her up.
She wiggled her ass wildly. She gyrated her hips and Doug struggled to hold onto her as she bounced around under him. She thrust her pussy back at his cock with feverish intensity.
Doug was more enthusiastic than he'd been in a long time. He seemed to be turned-on by her wanton behavior. Perspiration dripped down his face and a lock of hair fell over her forehead. He grimaced with lust and fucked her wildly and the horny housewife prayed it would last long enough for her to get all she needed.
When his cock jerked inside her, she knew he would come soon. She stopped moving and tried to hold him inside her. "Don't come yet," she moaned. "Make it last a little longer, hon."
"Jesus, what the fuck do you want?"
"Wait! Don't do that!" but it was too late, his hot juices were already spilling into her pussy.
"Fuck!" he growled, and Evy had no choice but to respond.
"Yes, do it!" she cried, raking her fingernails up and down his arms. "Fuck me! Fuck me! I wanna feel your jizz inside me! Inside my cunt!"
Her wantonness seemed to excite him and he fucked her hard and deep until his balls were empty. When he was through, he rolled over and patted her ass.
"Good fuck, huh, hon?"
"Yeah, it was good," she said.
And it was better than usual. She set the alarm and waited for Doug to fall asleep. In less than five minutes he was snoring and she turned on her side away from him and started masturbating.
She decided that it was only with a lover that a woman could be sexually demanding. She fondled her blood-engorged nipples and caressed her still-horny cunt. With a husband a woman couldn't do too much complaining about sex. A husband could walk out. A lover . . . well if he walked out, who cared?
She thrust two fingers into her pussy and sleepily toyed with her tits. I'll probably cheat on Doug until I can't attract a man anymore, she thought. When I'm an old lady, I'll be faithful again. But until then I'll cheat because I have no choice. I need more than he gives me.
She smiled when she remembered the man she'd recently picked up in the parking lot of the local supermarket. They drove out to the country and he lifted her onto his lap and thrust his hard dick right inside her. No foreplay at all. They stayed together for an hour and he never kissed her and never touched her tits. They fucked long and hard and when it was over they drove back to the parking lot and said goodbye. She didn't even know his name. They barely exchanged two words.
It was the excitement of fucking strange men that turned her on. If Doug was a stranger, she'd probably adore his fucking. Tonight he'd been really good, yet here she was masturbating. Yes, it was marriage that was at fault. There was no way for fucking to stay exciting day in and day out and year in and year out.
She clawed at her clit and remembered how the strange man had dipped his prick into her depths. She pulled her nipples and crashed through an orgasm when she pictured his dick sinking deep inside her body.
Maybe I'll go shopping again tomorrow, she thought as she rolled over. I need a few things anyway and maybe he'll be there again. Within five minutes she was asleep, dreaming of the strange man who'd fucked her without a kiss.
Chapter Nine
Little by little Evy became accustomed to her new life. She became careless with her cheating and more than once she returned home after Doug. He'd been furious because his dinner wasn't ready, but totally unsuspicious about her whereabouts.
When his sister went back into the hospital for more surgery, Billy came back to stay with them. Evy was excited. The boy had grown since his last visit and had matured somehow.
She felt partially responsible and looked forward to seeing if his fucking ability had improved.
It had. She found out the first day when Doug left for work and she and the teenager went into her bedroom and had a quickie.
Later she left for the hospital and put in a few hours of volunteer work. When she returned home, Billy was sitting in front of the television screen, engrossed in an old movie.
Evy grabbed a beer and sat down next to him. She toyed with his hair and when he turned and smiled at her she giggled. "Am I turning you on?" she said.
"Sure are."
"Want me to suck your cock?" He grinned. "Sure."
Her eyes blazed and she dropped to her knees in front of him. "Mmmmmm, what a delicious cock you have," she said. "Let me just get your zipper down and I'll take it out."
The boy gazed at her as she knelt between his legs. It was like a dream come true to have this lovely, sexy woman suck his prick. He still couldn't believe his luck.
She tugged at his zipper and stroked his thighs. She teased him by rubbing the bulge between his legs and pressing her face against it through his jeans.
She told herself she was doing the teenager a favor and keeping him occupied while his mother was in the hospital, but she knew she was doing it for herself and not for Billy.
She wanted to tear his jeans and shorts off and dive right into his crotch. She restrained herself. She didn't want to frighten him. He was only a boy, after all.
"Have any of your girlfriends let you fuck them?" she said.
"No." His face turned crimson.
"You mean I'm the only one you've had any experience with?"
"Yeah."
A flicker of disappointment struck her. She had hoped he'd picked up a few pointers about female physiology.
"No problem," she said. "I'll teach you everything you need to know."
She pulled his jeans down to his hips. He stared at her without moving.
"You've got to help, Billy," she said, growing impatient. "I can't do everything alone."
"I'm trying," he said.
Evy sighed and leaned against his lap. "You do want to do this, don't you?"
"Jeez, yeah. I wanna do it real bad."
"Then show me you want to," she said with saccharine sweetness. "Lift your cute little butt."
He lifted his ass and she tugged his jeans down to his knees. Her eyes bulged when she moved her hand over the throbbing mass between his legs.
"Hmmmmm, you're getting nice and hard," she said, caressing him through his shorts. "I'm going to love sucking your cock again, cutie."
She closed her fingers around his cockshaft and touched the sensitive head of his prick. When her fingers made contact with the flared rim under his knob, he grimaced.
"Jesus, that feels good!" he muttered.
Her pussy quivered when she felt the drop of cream oozing out of his piss-slit. "You're already creaming," she said. "That's a compliment to a woman."
She slid her fingers up and down his pulsating prick-stem. With her free hand she caressed his balls. She tickled the hairy sack with her fingernails and bent over and planted a kiss on his cock-knob.
He leaned back against the sofa cushions and groaned. His body stiffened and a wild look came over him. Evy kneaded his nuts and ran a series of tiny kisses up and down his fuckpole. She felt wicked and depraved and the feeling turned her on even more.
She grabbed the pouch of his balls and cupped them in one hand. She squeezed it as she slid her moist lips around his cockhead.
"Will you take the whole thing in your mouth, Auntie?" he said, his teeth chattering.
"Eventually," she said.
"Jesus, I wish you'd take it in now."
"Patience, honey," she said. "You can't rush these things."
"Okay," he said. "Don't get mad."
"I'm not mad," she said, tonguing his cockhead. "I just don't like being bossed around." She didn't add that she especially didn't like being bossed around by a boy his age.
"That feels real good," he said.
"Get up and let me get these off," she said, and the boy rose to his feet and she tugged his jeans and shorts off.
He stood before her, his prick bobbing and weaving in front of him. She giggled at the sight he made standing there in a tee-shirt and shoes and socks.
"Take your shoes off," she said. "You look silly. Your socks too," she said as an afterthought.
He did as she said, his arms hanging loose at his sides. She made him sit down again and she examined his dick and balls.
"I think you've grown since the last time you were here," she said.
"I have?"
"Yes, I think your cock is a tiny bit bigger than it was."
He gulped. "Jesus, Auntie, that's swell."
"I may not be able to get it all in my mouth," she said, licking her lips and tossing her hair over one shoulder. "It won't be easy getting this big thing in my mouth."
Before the boy could answer, she bent over and pressed her lips around his prick-knob. He grunted softly as she dipped the tip of her tongue into his pisser.
"Holy shit, Auntie, you're too much!"
"It has gotten bigger," she smiled, squeezing the shaft and beaming up at him.
"Honest?"
"Honest," she mumbled, her mouth stuffed with the boy's cock.
She flicked her tongue over the tip and licked up the river of jizz dripping out. She squeezed her fingers around his rod and began beating him off.
She kept her lips glued to his cockhead while she pumped his shaft. She moved her hand from his balls to his cockhead and back again.
Billy spread his legs further apart and stared at her with disbelief in his eyes. He still couldn't believe his pretty aunt was doing this. But he knew it wasn't a dream, so it had to be true. She was actually giving him a blow job.
She released him for a moment and smiled with satisfaction when his cock stood up at attention and flipped against his belly. She bit his thigh and licked his knee-cap.
"It's getting deliciously hard," she said.
"Are we gonna fuck or are you gonna take it in your mouth?" the teenager said.
"Maybe we'll do both/' Evy grinned wickedly.
"Jesus, Aunt Evy, I forgot to tell you a friend of mine's coming over.
"Now he tells me. When?"
Just then the doorbell rang and the next few moments were a flurry of activity. Evy let the boy in and Billy hid in the kitchen. Evy took one look at the boy and decided to bring him into the action.
He was a cute kid named Joey. Evy told Billy to come out of hiding and took both teenagers up to her bedroom. Within five minutes Joey was naked on the bed and Evy was stretched out in her bra and panties.
Joey was more aggressive than Billy and in a moment he was stroking Evy's tits. His fleshy cock bounced in front of him as he hovered over her.
He grunted as he bent over and covered Evy's chest with kisses. Evy was startled by his lack of timidity. She gazed at his cock and balls and salivated.
"That's nice, Joey," she said, fondling his curly hair. She glanced at Billy. "You can join in too," she said.
"Yeah, in a minute," he said, sitting back on his haunches.
She couldn't keep her eyes off Joey's prick as she removed her panties and bra. She reached over and grasped it and the boy lapped his tongue over her boobs. He thrust himself forward and encouraged her to pump his meat.
"Wow, this is something!" he said, his eyes large and glittering.
"I really wasn't expecting you," Evy said.
"Jesus, I wasn't expecting you either," the boy said.
Evy never dreamed that anything this exciting would ever happen to her. She never even fantasized about fucking two teenaged boys. It seemed almost unreal. She had a cock in one hand and another in the wings. This is the way to live, she thought. As long as no one has me arrested for contributing to the delinquency of a minor.
The entire situation made her pussy throb. Billy moved closer and began kissing her tits and the boys took turns sucking her nipples. She tickled their necks and played with their hair as they surrounded her and worked her over.
Joey was the first to french kiss her and she took his tongue into her mouth and dueled with it. He fell on top of her and tried to straddle her, but she pushed him off. No use in going at this too quickly, she thought.
He kissed her again and again, spitting saliva into her mouth and sucking vigorously on her tongue. When Evy was able she turned to Billy and kissed him. He frenched her too, but he wasn't as aggressive as his friend.
There was something sweet and tender and exciting about the way Billy kissed her and her cunt gushed with hot desire. She stabbed her tongue into his mouth again and again, forcing it almost into his throat. He became more forceful and kissed her back in kind, poking his tongue in and out of her lips in a fucking motion.
Her pussy trembled and oozed a steady stream of cunt-oil. Both boys were so sweet and adorable and horny! One of them shoved his cock into her hand. She didn't know who it belonged to, but the tip was leaking spunk.
She had an urge to have one of them in her cunt and one in her mouth. She fell on top of Joey and hungrily lapped her tongue over his cockhead.
She licked his knob clean and polished it with saliva. She darted her tongue up and down his shaft. She slobbered greedily and at the end she closed her lips over his prick-knob and suctioned it into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm, delicious!" she murmured.
"Didn't I tell you she was something?" Billy breathed.
"Yeah!" Joey said.
Evy nursed on the boy's prick while Billy pulled on her tits. Joey's cock pulsated in her mouth and she sucked more and more into her throat.
"Jesus Christ!" the boy said. "She's sucking the cream right out of my balls!" "I told you she would," Billy said. Evy realized that Joey and Billy had planned this and wondered who else knew that Mrs. Douglas Stanton fucked teenage boys. It certainly wouldn't do for the news to get around town. Doug would kill her or at the very least divorce her.
But Evy couldn't worry about that now. She was too caught up in the frenzy of the three-way orgy. The pre-orgasm jism seeping out of Joey's cock-tip tasted tangy and delicious on her tongue and she probed the tiny slit for more.
The teenager groaned hoarsely and struggled to maintain his composure. He threw his head back and clenched his teeth, his hands on his hips as she sucked him.
She knew it was a matter of pride for the boys to last as long as possible. She giggled to herself. It was to her advantage if they lasted a long time.
Joey pulled his cock out of her mouth and Billy plunged his in. He pushed it in as far as it would go and she swallowed around his cock-knob.
She drooled and gurgled with lust and drenched the boy's balls. He began pumping his dick in and out of the ring of her lips and she fondled his balls and cockroot.
"What a mouth!" Joey said with awe in his voice. "I never saw a mouth like hers before."
"Shit, it feels good, doesn't it?" Billy said.
Evy's cunt throbbed and she wished one of them would frig her. As if reading her mind Joey reached underneath and probed her pussy.
"Jesus, she's wet," he said. "I never felt such a wet cunt."
Now she had a cock in her mouth and a hand on her pussy. Joey stroked her and she sucked hungrily on Billy's fuck-stick. She raised one leg to give Joey better access to her cunt and he leaned over and examined the hairy patch between her legs.
"What a hairy cunt she's got," he said.
"Yeah, it's sure hairy, isn't it?" Billy croaked.
"Are you gonna shoot off in her mouth?" Joey said.
"I don't know," Billy said.
The teenagers talked about her as if she wasn't there. And in a way she wasn't. She was suspended in space between twin pricks and balls. Floating in space with her hungry pussy.
"Do you get to do this all the time?" Joey said.
"Yeah," Billy said.
"Let me," Joey said, pushing his friend aside and ramming his cock back into Evy's mouth.
Billy sat back until Evy gripped his spit-slick cock in her fist. "Don't you go away, baby," she said, her speech muffled around Joey's dick.
She pumped Billy's fuckpole and sucked Joey's. They took turns and after a while she could taste the difference between their meat and their spunk.
When she thought one of them was about to blast off, she nibbled lightly on his balls and pinched the sensitive spot directly under his cockhead. That cooled him down and she sucked more forcefully until once again he became too excited.
It was all too much for the overheated wife. Scrambling around, she rolled onto her side and raised one leg in the air like a bitch in heat.
"One of you fuck my cunt and the other fuck my asshole!"
The two boys snickered as they decided who should fuck her pussy.
"Did you ever fuck anyone in the asshole?" Joey said.
"No," Billy said.
"I never did either," Joey said.
"Never mind," Evy said impatiently. "One of you fuck me and the other one can stick his cock back into my mouth."
She rolled onto her hands and knees and Joey crouched behind her. "Let me," he said in a low voice to Billy. "You get to do it all the time."
Billy climbed around and sat in front of her face, his prick an inch from her lips. She waited for Joey to stuff his cock into her hot cunt and after her wet gash welcomed him in a tight embrace, she opened her jaws and fastened her lips to Billy's prick.
Joey stroked hard and fast and Evy sucked hungrily and she never felt so wantonly abandoned in her life. Her entire body felt alive with sexual tension and she thrilled at the feeling of the double penetration.
She swiveled her ass back to meet Joey's thrusts and fluttered her lips and tongue over Billy's dick. Her cheeks puffed out when he plunged his entire prick into her throat and her pussy performed exotic feasts on Joey's dick.
Quivering with passion, she climaxed. Her pussy sucked the cream out of Joey's balls and the boy almost split her in two as he dumped his load into her gash.
Chapter Ten
Natalie and Evy went out one night and met two men. For a while they went out together as a foursome. Then the inevitable happened. One of the men, Natalie's date, suggested an orgy.
The two women looked at each other. Natalie raised her eyebrows. "What do you say?" she said to Evy.
"I've got to think about it," Evy said.
She thought about it for the next week.. On the morning of their next date with the men, she phoned Natalie and told her she'd do it.
"Wonderful," Natalie said. "I'm so glad."
The day passed quickly for Evy. The men were married too so everything was equalized. But she felt a tiny twinge of guilt when she thought about Doug. Her date reminded her of her husband. They were the same age and in the same business. And she wondered what his wife were like.
At seven o'clock the two couples were driving back to a motel. Evy sat in the front seat with Brad and Natalie in the back with Dick.
"Lick my cunt a little," Natalie whispered.
Evy could see in the rear view mirror that Natalie's legs were up on the seat and her panties were off. If she'd even worn any. She lay sprawled out and leaning against the side of the two-door car. Her skirt was hiked up. Her knees were spread and Dick leaned over and stuck his face near her crotch.
"Just lick it a little!" Natalie hissed. "They won't mind, will you, guys?"
"Go ahead. Heat it up for me," Brad said, twisting his head and gazing back at the couple.
"I'd appreciate it if you'd keep your eyes on the road," Evy said. She was beginning to have second thoughts about the whole thing.
Brad put his arm around her shoulder and drew her closer. "Why so crabby tonight?"
I'm not crabby." 'You could have fooled me. 'I've got a headache." 'Hey, guys, did you hear that?" He turned his head for a moment and in the rear view mirror Evy could see Dick's face buried against Natalie's twat. "She's got a headache!" He chuckled and dropped his hand to Evy's tits. "I didn't even have to leave home. She's got a headache!"
Evy smiled and held his fingers against her boobs. "I feel a little guilty." "About what?" "Oh, you know ..." He tweaked her nipple. "I'm not a mind-reader." In the back seat the only noise to be heard was the steady slurping of Dick's lips on Natalie's pussy and Natalie's labored breathing.
"I sort of hate lying to Doug," Evy said.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I hate lying to Debbie too."
It was the first time he'd mentioned his wife's name. "What did you tell her?" she said.
He turned to gaze back at the other couple and Evy grabbed his chin and forced him to keep his eyes on the road. "Will you stop turning around!" she said. "All I need is to have an accident and wind up on the front pages of every paper in town. Cheating wife found dead in crash. Oh, God!"
She crossed her legs and felt the lubrication on her pussy. Natalie was moaning now and clawing at Dick's hair.
"Lick the center!" she moaned. "Right there! Right there! Oh, yes, there!" She jerked her hips and ass and beat one foot on Dick's back.
"Don't wear it out," Brad chuckled without taking his eyes off the road. "It's too bad we have to waste so much time driving out of town." He slipped his free hand inside Evy's skirt and stroked her hot thighs. "Instead of driving I could be having a taste of your cunt, hot-box."
"Don't call me that," Evy said, pushing his hand away.
"Jesus Christ, pardon me!" he said.
"I told you I don't like when you call me that."
Dick shook his head and gazed into the rear view mirror. "Look at those fucking thighs! She's gonna break his neck with those thighs."
Evy linked her arm with his and giggled. "I'm sorry I'm in such a lousy mood. I'll make it up to you.'
"That's better," he said, reaching up her skirt and forcing his hand inside the crotch of her panties. "That's the hot Evy I know and love."
"Why do you cheat on Debbie?" she said. "Oh, Jesus, you hit pay-dirt!"
"Fat little clit is nice and hard. Why do I cheat on Debbie? Let's put it this way. Do you like double chocolate chip ice cream?"
"Sure."
"Is it your favorite flavor?" "No, my favorite is chocolate fudge with almonds."
"You really love chocolate fudge with almonds, right?" "It knocks me out."
"Would you like to eat it every night of your life?"
Evy giggled. "I see what you mean."
He lowered his voice and put his arm around her again. "I know you love your husband and I love Debbie. What we have together has nothing to do with them. Don't you think Doug probably does his thing too?"
"I try not to think about it."
"Oh, Dick, I'm coming!" Natalie shrieked and in the mirror Evy could see the blonde career woman crossing her legs behind Dick's back and locking his face against her snatch.
"Jesus, listen to the bitch," Brad chuckled. "Listen, Evy, I don't want to upset you, but I guarantee you Doug's getting a little on the side. Where did you tell him you were going to night?"
Evy groaned and put her hands over her face. "I told him I was going to a baby shower. I gave him a cold dinner and ran out before he could complain."
"What's he doing tonight?"
"Why, 1 guess he's staying home," she said. "What are you getting at?"
Brad chuckled as he pulled into the motel and killed the motor. "If I were a betting man I'd say that old Doug was out somewhere getting his rocks off right now."
"In a way I hope you're right," she said. "My God, will you look at them!"
Turning around, they watched the blonde pump her ass with quick, jerky motions and grind her pussy against Dick's mouth.
She squirmed and moaned, but Dick pulled back and ran only the tip of his tongue up and down the horny woman's slit. Natalie uncrossed her legs and released him, but he continued tonguing her gash. Brad opened the car door and took Evy's hand.
"Come on. I've got the key. They'll come in when they're ready."
"Wait, we're coming!" Natalie cried and Dick chuckled and nodded.
There was a flurry of activity on the back seat while they arranged their clothes and Natalie patted her hair. Then all four friends climbed out of the car and went into the motel room.
Natalie and Dick wasted no time. "Let's have that cock," the blonde said and Dick sat down on the bed while she knelt in front of him.
She unzipped his fly and unbuckled his belt. She pulled his pants and shorts down and Evy sank down into a chair and watched. In a moment Dick's rod was out and it was hard and thick and pulsating with desire. Dick closed his eyes and then opened them and winked at Evy.
"Plenty of room for everyone," he said.
Natalie held onto his thighs while she fluttered her tongue up and down the length of his prick. She sucked on his cockhead and nibbled his balls.
Dick pulled her up onto the bed and they rolled around, his hands under her skirt, caressing her flesh. Evy watched as he probed the wetness of Natalie's bare pussy.
Natalie spread her legs wider apart. "They'd rather watch," she giggled. She dove against Dick's crotch and took his cockhead in her mouth.
"Oh, Jesus, she's gonna bite it off," Dick said as she nibbled hungrily on his prick with her strong white teeth.
She jerked him off while she sucked and Evy and Brad looked at each other and shrugged. "Why're we sitting here?" Brad said.
"Yeah, why?"
They rose up and kissed, pressing their bodies together in a hot embrace. Brad shoved his knee between her legs and then he pushed her against the wall and dry-humped her.
Evy trembled with pent-up desire. She felt the cunt juice ooze out of her pussy and dribble down her thighs. Brad picked her skirt up and yanked her panties down. Then he unzipped his fly and in a moment his cock was buried in her cunt.
"Yes, fuck me!" she breathed, holding onto his neck.
With every thrust, her back hit the wall. The aroma of her hot cunt and the smacking of his body against hers made her dizzy. She clung to him as he battered her with short, deep thrusts and they came together.
"A standup job," Dick said from the bed.
Suddenly Evy heard applause and she opened her eyes and saw Natalie and Dick gazing at her. "Not bad for an opener," Dick said. "I wouldn't mind a little of that myself. Your cunt was grabbing his dick like you wouldn't believe."
"Shall we change partners?" Natalie said.
"Sure," Dick said, licking his lips and staring at Evy. "I'm for it."
"Did anyone remember the beer?" Brad said.
"It's in the car," Dick said.
"I'll get it," Brad said.
Dick took Evy's hand and they climbed onto the bed. "Let's fuck," he said.
Evy raised her knees and spread her legs. Dick had other ideas. He sat up on the bed and pulled her onto his lap. "Stick it in," he said in a husky voice and Evy raised her ass and reached for his dick.
She lowered herself slowly until his cockhead was inside the slickness of her cuntlips. Natalie and Brad went out to the car for the six-pack and Evy shivered at the sensation of having Dick's prick almost inside her, She plopped down and his dick shot all the way up her tight cunt. He held her around the waist and kissed her. "Great cunt," he said. "Put your arms around my neck and fuck."
He fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. When the garment was open, he yanked her bra loose and grabbed her tits. She held tightly to his neck and bounced up and down on his fuckpole.
"Now that's a pretty sight," Natalie giggled when the other couple returned to the room.
"What a tight cunt!" Dick breathed.
"Is it tighter than mine?" Natalie said.
"Come here and I'll tell you," Brad said and in a moment the couple was sprawled out on the king-sized bed next to Evy and Dick.
Evy paid little attention to them. She bounced up and down on Dick's cock. Her hair flew wildly around her shoulders and he clutched her tits in both hands.
Perspiration dripped down her face and her cleavage. Her blouse clung to her skin as she jerked her ass and hips. She frantically worked her thighs and took his cock even deeper inside her body and she tightened her arms around his neck and rode him.
"Fuck the come out of my balls!" he rasped.
An intense orgasm raged through her quivering cunt. The spasms so engulfed her, she shrieked. Her cuntlips tightened around Dick's shaft and squeezed tightly until he shot off.
"Come in me! Come in me! Come in me!" she chanted. "I feel your come inside me! Oh, God, yes! Yes! Yes! Come!"
She screamed as she climaxed again and her sweaty body trembled uncontrollably. She wiggled her ass in a frenzy, her arms held tightly around his neck.
They fell over and he landed on top of her. He continued thrusting until his prick was limp and his balls were drained and then he collapsed on top of her.
And then Brad was on top of her again, stroking her juiced-up twat. She humped her cunt shamelessly against his fingers and he sank one deep inside her.
"Put your cock inside me!" she moaned. "Fuck me!"
"No more headache?" he teased.
"Oh, Jesus, fuck me!" She reached for his cock and guided it toward her wet hole.
He grabbed her ass and lifted her up. He made her lean against the headboard and aimed his prick directly at her gash. He lurched forward and his cock slipped inside her. He left it imbedded in her snatch and chuckled.
"Is this the same girl who was depressed before?"
She fluttered her tongue over his face, licking up the perspiration dripping down his temples. "Oh, shut up," she said in a hoarse voice.
He pumped his hips and stroked. "Sweet cunt," he said.
"Oh, Brad, it feels so good!"
The couple was overwhelmed by their emotions. Brad sent his prick diving into her pussy with quick deep thrusts. His balls slapped her ass and he lowered his mouth to her tits.
"Tasty morsels," he said.
"Fuck me," Natalie moaned nearby.
"Is it hard enough?" Dick said.
Natalie gripped his prick. "It's hard enough."
"You cock-crazy bitch," Dick snickered. "I don't know who's hotter. You or your girlfriend over there."
"Save the contest for later," the blonde said. "Fuck me now, fella."
Evy and Brad ignored them. Brad's thrusts slowed down and then stopped. "I don't want to come yet," he said.
Evy groaned and he slumped down next to her. Together they finished undressing her and then they watched Natalie and Dick.
Natalie was stretched out on her back with her legs high in the air. Dick's juice-drenched cock plunged tirelessly in and out of her clutching cunt.
With a ragged groan, Evy climbed around and took Brad's cock into her mouth. She licked it gently, careful not to bring him off as she kept one eye on the couple next to them.
Suddenly Dick stopped thrusting and the couples played switch. Evy found herself with Dick again and she wasted no time. She crouched between his legs and took his cock between her lips.
She tasted Natalie's cuntjuice on his cock. She wiggled her ass and rested on one cheek as she pumped Dick's cock and licked his balls.
"How about a little cornholing?" Dick said.
"Mmmmmmm, I'd like that," Evy said.
She rolled onto her hands and knees and reached back to pry her asscheeks open. Dick crouched behind her and wet his prick-knob down with her cuntjuice.
"This I've got to see," Brad said.
"Me too," Natalie said.
And then Dick's prick was inside her bung and a stab of soaring pain engulfed her. She held her breath until the pain subsided and then she thrust her ass back.
"Do it hard!" she hissed.
"Play with yourself," Dick said.
She moved one hand to her pussy and toyed with her cunt while he battered her butt-hole. "Stick it all the way in!" she shrieked. "Let me feel it all the way!"
Before the evening was over the men insisted the girls put on a show for them. Without shame, Evy and Natalie engaged in a wild orgy of lesbian love. Then the two couples got in the shower together and the women sucked the men off.
As they dressed later, Evy thought about what Brad had said about Doug possibly cheating too and about eating the same flavor ice cream every day. And she knew it was probably true and her heart pounded with excitement because she was happy. Life was too short to waste time feeling guilty. She had the best of both worlds. A good husband and a wonderful sex life. And she intended to keep both.