The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, joins the neighborhood mate-traders.
Jennifer Nash is one of those outwardly proper and quite normal-people. But within her a depth of passion she never dreamed existed lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.
THE WIFE'S HOTBED - a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Jennifer Nash strode casually into the office building, her long satiny black hair caressing her bare alabaster shoulders as she headed for the elevator. She smiled at everyone, a bright sensuous smile that promised many things, yet delivered nothing. Jennifer, much to her husband's chagrin, was frigid; a soft cuddly bundle of sex that turned out to be an ice cube six months ago on their wedding night.
She stepped into the crowded elevator, inching back against a man. She turned, feeling his hand on her soft bottom through her light summer dress. Her soft violet eyes turned into daggers and her mouth hardened suddenly.
"Sorry," the man muttered, averting her icy stare.
Men! The elevator carried her to the ninth floor, where her husband's office was located. All they think about is sex, sex, sex! She hustled off the elevator as the doors whooshed back.
Jennifer walked majestically down the hall, loving every minute of being the wife of Elliot Nash. Thank God, he wasn't like most men. He understood her feelings. Not once, except on their honeymoon, did Elliot ever get pushy about sex. Jennifer loved that about him and every Saturday night she consented to his animal needs, lying on her back like a martyr as he grunted and groaned, filling her body with his awful sticky cum.
She opened the door to his office and looked around. The outer office was empty. Kate, his secretary, wasn't at her desk. She looked at her watch and smiled. It was lunch time. Kate must be downstairs in the coffee shop. Jennifer walked past Kate's neat desk and down the dead end short hall, to the door marked "private." She liked that, knowing her husband would be inside, eating the sandwiches she packed for him each morning.
Jennifer was about to knock, but noticed the door was slightly ajar. She started to push it open, but something stopped her. In the next instant, she heard Kate's voice and her silly giggle.
"Ooooo, Elliot," Kate cooed, pushing his hand away from her thigh as she sat perched on his desk. "You're always trying to get your hand under my skirt."
"Only because you're so sweet and delicious-looking," Elliot said, resting his hand on her thigh again and squeezing gently through her silk skirt.
Jennifer gasped, wanting to go in and demand to know what in the world was going on. Instead, she inched the door open slightly, for a bird's-eye view of the room, with Elliot and Kate dominating her field of vision. She was suddenly filled with hatred for both Elliot and his pretty secretary.
Kate was sitting on his desk like a slut, her legs crossed, her skirt hiked to mid-thigh.
Jennifer's face burned with a furious rage and her knees shook. She leaned against the wall, the sound of their filthy voices drifting out to her, bombarding her with things she thought were vile.
"Come on, Kate," Elliot teased, inching his fingers up her thigh, toward her pussy. "I'll bet you don't wear panties and that's why you won't let me under your skirt."
"Ooooo, Elliot," Kate purred, smacking his hand playfully as he made her flesh tingle with his teasing. This was her first job since leaving secretarial school and she had a crush on her boss. Her one motto, until she met and began working for Elliot, had been to stay away from married men. There were plenty of cocks available, without getting involved with someone's husband. But Elliot was making it extremely difficult to adhere to her strict rules.
"Don't be so damn shy, Kate," Elliot persisted. "I'll bet you're not this shy with your boyfriends."
Kate giggled, enjoying his hand on her thigh. "I've never been shy with my boyfriends," she said, her voice changing, becoming sultry.
He kept caressing her, his fingers boldly digging into her soft flesh as he tried to squeeze his fingers in between her tightly closed thighs.
"Then, consider me a boyfriend," Elliot said.
"I can't," she sighed. Uncertainty clouded her face. "You're married. I don't give my body away to men who have plenty of goodies at home."
"I don't have any goodies at home," Elliot said, his fingers probing beneath her skirt again. "Jennifer is a frigid bitch."
"Aaaaah," Kate sighed as her defenses relaxed for a second and Elliot's fingers touched the bare thigh near her pussy. "I know you're lying. Anyone as beautiful and sexy as your wife can't be an iceberg."
Elliot's fingers pushed onward, caressing her inner thigh as she eased up and relaxed. There was no way he was going to let this hot saucy secretary go back to work without fucking her choice young pussy. It was Tuesday, a long way from Saturday night and his token fuck from Jennifer.
Jennifer peered into Elliot's office again, her face livid with hatred. He was like all the rest! A whoremaster! She wanted to run away and cry, but she stayed. Her legs seemed cemented to the floor, forcing her to remain and watch the erotic scene unfolding before her horrified eyes.
Elliot's hand touched the young girl's panties. He teasingly ran his finger along the elastic edge. "She is," he repeated. "Jennifer thinks sex is dirty and only spreads her beautiful legs for me one night a week. Her duty, as she explains it."
Kate's breathing turned shallow as Elliot's hand turned her stomach into jelly and her pussy into a wet mush. Her defenses had vanished and she gazed down hungrily into Elliot's handsome face. She spread her legs, allowing his probing fingers access to her damp panty crotch.
"Ohhhh," she whimpered as his finger stroked along her moist pussy gash through the thin material of her silk panties. "I think you're lying about your wife, but I'm too hot to stop you." She squirmed at his insistent finger.
"I was hoping you'd see it my way," Elliot groaned, his cock aching for a fuck other than the slab of dry flesh offered up to him every Saturday night. Six months on that rigid diet was inhuman.
Kate leaned back, her legs spread on the desk, her skirt around her waist and the dark wet strip of her panties exposed to Elliot's lustful stare. "I've wanted you to do this since I started to work for you," she confessed, moaning as he roamed her bare thighs, hips and belly.
"You shouldn't have been so unreceptive to my advances, then." His throat was dry as he contemplated fucking the sweet-smelling cunt that lay before him.
"I'm sorry I was cold toward you," she moaned softly, his finger wedging into the elastic at the top of her bikini panties. She lifted up her ass and Elliot whisked off her flimsy panties, tossing them on the floor.
Jennifer covered her mouth to muffle her gasps. Actually seeing the secretary's panties on the floor was mind-boggling. She saw the leer of passion on Elliot's face as he stared at Kate's bare pussy. Her legs trembled and she held onto the wall for support.
"You got a sweet-looking pussy, Kate." Elliot's eyes devoured the gaping gash of her cunt; the silken light brown hair, the puffy lips of her cunt, and her red pussy slit. He ran his finger along her wet bubbly pussy slot, making Kate tremble and tighten her ass.
"You're driving me crazy," she moaned, tossing her head back, her long blonde hair swishing across her back as she squirmed at his prodding finger. He was trying to get it inside her hot and excited pussy.
"Take off your blouse," Elliot rasped, fingering the beautiful secretary's hot frothy pussy. "Let me see your tits." He jabbed a finger into the squishy walls of her cunt.
"Ahhhhhh," she cried out, her hips jerking. Soft wheezing sighs escaped her lips as she fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. "I can't do it unless you stop moving your fingers!"
Elliot grinned at the passion of the gorgeous girl. She had worked for him the past three months. She was definitely a hot and ready bitch. He stopped wriggling his fingers in her pussy.
Kate sighed with relief and quickly unfastened the buttons. She pulled the silk blouse off and tossed it on the chair. "You like them?" she moaned, running her hands over heavenly mounds of tit flesh encased in a white lace bra.
"I'd like your tits a lot better if I could see them without the bra," he groaned, his prick throbbing like an overheated engine inside the tight confines of his pants. Even in his Saturday night rituals with Jennifer, she had never allowed him to view her body in such an open and unabashed way. The lights always had to be out and she never stripped, always lifting her nightgown, exposing only her cunt.
Jennifer continued to watch, her mouth open in amazement. She watched as the secretary unsnapped her bra and tossed it aside. She felt a lump forming in her throat, making it difficult to swallow. She saw Kate's tits as she squirmed on Elliot's desk. She couldn't understand how Kate - in broad daylight - could bare her pussy and tits to a leering sex-crazed man. It was unbelievable and appalling!
"How do you like my tits now?" Kate sighed breathlessly as she hefted her tits in her hands, flaunting them for Elliot. "My boyfriends say I got nice big tits." She leaned forward, her face flushed. "Suck one."
Elliot opened his mouth and sucked on her swollen pink nipple. He chewed on the hard rubbery tip. His fingers explored her wet cunt, and he had her in spasms as he used both his mouth and probing fingers to drive the hot secretary wild.
Elliot's mouth slipped off her tit, leaving it wet with his drool. He pulled his finger out of her pussy. "Stand up! I want you bare-assed naked."
Hot and tingling with passion, Kate climbed unsteadily off the desk, her heart thumping. Stripping naked in her boss' office was a real turn-on. Anxiously, she faced him, her flesh burning, her cunt a caldron of creamy pussy juices ready to grease his cock.
"Take off your skirt," he rasped, leering at her lush body.
"Yes, sir," she cooed. "Whatever you want. You're the boss." She fumbled with the zipper, jamming it twice before pulling it down. She looked him brazenly in the eye and took her hands away. The skirt dropped to the floor in a whisper and she was completely naked, except for her high heel shoes. "Do I pass inspection?"
Elliot, burning up inside, nodded numbly at the magnificent naked girl. It had been so long. His mouth watered for her tits and his cock was aching for her pussy. His eyes feasted on her creamy smooth body.
"Turn around and let me see your ass." His voice was rough.
"Ahhhhhh," Kate sighed, turning on her sleek legs, giving Elliot and Jennifer - who was glaring from behind the door - an open unashamed view of her naked curvy figure.
Jennifer's body crawled with goose bumps as she watched Kate's flagrant exhibition. She sucked in her breath, her tits aching slightly. From what, she wasn't sure. She squeezed her thighs together and a hint of heat drifted from her otherwise frosty pussy.
"You're fabulous," Elliot groaned. He stood up, taking Kate in his arms, pulling her body to him. His tongue parted her lips, sinking into the wetness of her eager damp mouth. He pressed his cock into her belly as she rubbed her naked body against him.
"Unnnn," she gurgled, his tongue sinking into her throat. She caressed the back of his neck with her long red nails. The coarseness of his clothes against her soft flesh was making her crazy.
"Ohhhh, Elliot," she gasped, coming out of his arms. "I'm sooo hot and excited!" Her eyes were brilliant, shining at him as she licked her lips nervously. "Let me see your cock! Take it out!"
"You! You take it out. Remember, I'm the boss!"
Kate giggled and dropped to her knees on the plush carpet. She fumbled with his zipper, fighting her passion as she pulled the little lever down. "Yes, sir!" She groped inside his pants and pulled out his rigid prick. "Ohhhh, my Christ! It's a fucking monster!"
"I've been told that," he bragged, liking the way she was openly admiring his long meaty prick. "Not lately, though."
"Ohhhh, shit, Elliot! How can your wife refuse to honor and adore this magnificent piece of cock flesh? It's sooo beautiful and big!" She squeezed his prick, feeling the strength exuding from his thick stalky prickshaft. "Ohhh, Christ! I can't wait until it's stuffed in my pussy!"
"You have to suck it first."
He groaned in anticipation while she played with his cockshaft as if it was the first prick she had ever seen. He leaned back against his desk and leered down at her naked body as she lovingly stroked his prick.
Jennifer was aghast with horror and disgust as she watched. Kate was on her knees in front of Elliot as if he was a God. Her mouth became parched as she watched the brazen secretary fondle her husband's monstrous cock. She closed her eyes for a second, swooning from the vile sight before her. These were things done only by sluts - for men who paid them, rather than subjecting their wives to the degradation of their animalistic urges.
"You didn't think I'd stuff this magical cock inside my pussy before making love to it, did you?" Kate asked, an impish grin on her bright face. "I'm going to love your cock, suck it, and chew on it... " she rambled on, hypnotized by the size and power of his prick.
"Stop talking and suck my prick," Elliot groaned, unable to take the pressure any longer. He needed a wet and hot place for his cock before he went wild.
"Yes, boss," Kate purred, stroking the entire length of his prick with her long delicate fingers. She opened her mouth and flicked her tongue out like a viper, the wiggling tip kissing and licking his cockshaft. The contact was electrifying. "I'm going to suck it NOW!"
"Yessss!" he hissed, bracing himself for her hot willing mouth. Kate devoured the red bulbous tip of Elliot's cock with her eager lips. His thick prickhead disappeared inside her hungry mouth and she sucked ravenously on it, her tongue fluttering over his piss-hole.
The sight was devastating to Jennifer. She had never seen anything like this! Elliot had asked her to perform this hideous act, but she had steadfastly refused. Only a slut or a pervert would do such a despicable thing. Seeing Kate's mouth swallow Elliot's red cockhead was like a kick in her stomach. She almost fainted, seeing the lust-crazed look on her husband's face while Kate sucked his cock.
Jennifer swallowed hard and bit her lip, fighting the dirty thought of how his cock would taste. She shivered, driving the ugly thought from her mind.
"Ohhhh, Kate," Elliot groaned, his hips lifting and driving his prick into his secretary's hot sucking mouth. "Eat me! Eat meee!"
Kate worked feverishly at Bill's belt, finally pulling his pants down to his ankles. With his legs and ass exposed, she stroked his skin, relishing the touch of his manly flesh and tough muscular thighs.
Gulping on his cock, she swirled her tongue around his prickshaft, slurping and sucking in a hot frenzied state. Her hands skimmed around his hips to his ass. She kneaded the sparse meat of his ass as she gobbled hungrily on his prick, trying to gulp the entire length into her hot tight throat.
"Unnnn," Elliot groaned, gripping the edge of the desk with his hands when the passion in his loins reached the boiling point. "Suck it all!" He constantly jabbed her face, slamming his prick deeper with each forceful lurch of his hips.
Jennifer was so enthralled with the erotic sight, it was almost as if she was sucking on her husband's massive prick. She licked her dry lips and cleared her throat, her head spinning as she watched Elliot's prick sink into the hot depths of Kate's throat. It was unbelievable! She couldn't understand why Kate didn't choke. Instead, Kate seemed to thrive on the buried piece of cock flesh. Jennifer's hand went to her tit. She squeezed her tit unconsciously, the hot feeling sending tremors throughout her slowly melting body. She forced back a gasp as she saw Kate swallow the entire length of Elliot's prick down her throat and hold it there.
"Kate! Kate!" Elliot groaned, out of his mind with desire. "Let me fuck you!"
Slowly, and with a deliberate scraping of her sharp teeth against his sensitive cockshaft, Kate eased her mouth off Elliot's long steely prick. "I thought you'd never ask," she panted, saliva dripping from the corners of her hot mouth. "I got you all juicy, like my pussy. Your cock will go in nice 'n easy." She stood up, rubbing her belly against the hard rock of his cock. "Jesus! I don't understand why your wife doesn't love your cock. It's delicious and I know it's going to fill me with so much pleasure."
Kate wet his face with hot urgent kisses, then stepped back.
"How do you want me, boss? On the rug? On the desk?" She licked her lips, rocking on her heels, her hands roaming freely over her own tingling flesh. "Tell me soon," she gasped, "or I'll drop on the floor and eat you off." She was swaying precariously in her high heels, the passion making her mind spin and her body quake.
"On the desk," he growled, his passion at a peak, his body coiled for the assault on the hot pussy between Kate's long tapering legs.
Unsteadily, Kate came around to the front of the desk as Elliot slid everything to one side. "Ohhh, Christ! I'm out of my fucking mind," she whimpered, her eyes on his lumbering cock as it swayed with each motion of his body while he cleared the desk. "Shit! You're going to bust my pussy apart."
"Isn't that what you want?" he groaned hotly, his cock in his fist as he aimed it at her cunt menacingly.
"Ohhh, yessss!" she cried, swooning at the sight of his giant cock jutting out from his fist.
"Then, bend over the desk, honey." He leered at the beautiful secretary as she positioned herself over the cleared desk. His chest expanded with passion and his prick felt as if it was going to burst from within.
"How do I look?" she purred, wiggling her ass at him. She spread her legs. Her asshole and puffy red cuntlips were exposed and vulnerable to his mammoth prick.
"You look fabulous!" he groaned, not believing how delicious she really looked. Her long slender legs, accented by her shoes, were parted. Her pussy was dripping, ready for his prick.
From behind the partially open door, Jennifer gasped as she saw Kate prostrate herself for Elliot. She had never let him fuck her this way. It always had to be him on top, and she refused to experiment with what she thought were bizarre positions.
Jennifer's hand slid down her dress. She found herself going underneath, touching her moist panties. She was shocked at finding her cunt wet. Hypnotized by the scene unfolding before her eyes, she stroked her pussy, delving under and touching the soft silky lips of her once frigid cunt. It was far from being cold now. Her pussy was dripping warm bubbly juices as if it was preparing to accept Elliot's cock.
For a second, she wanted to barge in and prove to Elliot that her cunt could be wet, too - not like the times they fucked when he had to use petroleum jelly to grease the way. Instead, she stayed hidden, her fingers delving inside the warm juicy gash of her cunt. Later, she would sort things out. For now, she wanted to observe firsthand how Elliot wanted his fucking.
"Hurry, for Christ's sake!" Kate moaned, wriggling her ass back at Elliot as he stood engrossed in her fabulous ass. "I need your prick in me! Hurry, you fucker!"
Elliot stepped behind her while she bent over the desk, his pants dragging on the floor. He gripped his prick at the base and ran it up and down her exposed pussy gash. The hot erotic sensations made his head whirl. He pushed his thick red cocktip inside the velvety folds of her cunt and released his prick. He held her hips, ready to plunge his cock to the hilt.
"Pleassse!" Kate begged, her blood boiling in her veins. She wanted his prick to ravage her pussy. "FUCK MEEEE!"
He jammed the entire length of his gargantuan prick into her waiting pussy, sinking his cock in to the root, his balls swinging against her cunt mound.
"Uhhhh!" he groaned as her hot receptive pussy swallowed his prickshaft up.
"YESSSSSS!" Kate squealed hoarsely as his cock filled the aching void of her cunt. He kept his prick there, leaving her impaled on his rigid cocklance. "OHHHHHH!"
Jennifer's eyes watered as she saw the impact of Elliot's prick slicing into Kate's pussy in one swift easy motion. Her cunt dripped on her probing fingers, soaking them with pussy juice. She almost fell through the door as she massaged her hard throbbing clit. She stifled her moans and watched, frantically trying to get herself to cum, something she had never done before.
Jennifer knew what it was like, having that monstrous piece of cock inside her cunt, but it was never like this. Kate's screams were screams of heavenly pleasure, not pain. Jennifer stroked her pussy, knowing that if Elliot fucked her now, her wet cunt canal would lubricate his powerful cock, greasing his cocklance for its ride into her once frigid body.
Elliot eased his prick out of Kate's pussy, leaving only his cockhead buried inside her quivering cunt. He saw the thin milky film of her cunt juice coating his cock, greasing it for fast fucking.
"Don't stop! Fuck me!" Kate was out of her mind, delirious over having his giant prick stuffed in her pussy. She squirmed on the desk. Her clit scraped against the hard wood, making her body twinge in erotic sensations. "Shit! Damn! Fuck me!"
Elliot grasped her hips, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. "Here it comes!" He slammed into her cunt hard. This time, instead of stopping, he plunged his prick repeatedly into her hot boiling pussy. Her cunt flesh pulsated around his cockshaft each time he delved into the steamy depths of her fuckhole. \, "Un! Un! Un!" Kate grunted each time he slammed his powerful prick into her cushiony cunt. She gripped the edges of the desk, her knuckles turning white, her arms sprawled across the top. Her legs left the floor under his fierce pounding jabs to her pussy. Her body belonged to him now. She gave herself up to the magnificent piece of cock flesh that gave new meaning to the act of fucking.
Jennifer leaned against the wall, pushing the door farther open. It didn't matter now if she was discovered. The scene had blown her mind. What she was watching proved that sex was something other than the trial and painful ordeal she had been experiencing. She had found that sex could be enjoyed. She shoved her fingers inside her hot trembling pussy and finger-fucked herself in rhythm to the two fucking bodies in her husband's office.
Elliot's blood was surging through his veins as he slammed his cock into the hot scalding cunt that lay before him. All the pent-up emotions, building since his marriage to Jennifer, came to an explosive head. He gripped Kate's hips viciously, jabbing her cunt in short, quick, violent spurts.
"Yessss! Yessss!" she cried, sobbing hysterically as Elliot brutalized her pussy with his hulking prick. "You're driving me maaad!"
Kate writhed and churned on the desk, her tits crushed against the hard top, her clit mash- ed against the sharp edge. Her body jerked in spasms as she raced toward the summit with the man who was taking her on this glorious ride of sexual bliss. She pushed back against his slicing cock to meet his strong determined lunges. That heightened the agitating action on her clit and she began to wail, her body rushing to the peak.
Elliot lunged at her, his cock swelling to the exploding point. Harder and harder, he pounded his prick into his secretary, his mind conjuring up an image of his wife's lush fantastic body. His mind played tricks on him and he saw the vulnerable secretary become his wife, now willing, now accepting his cock and reveling in it.
"I'm getting ready! I'm almost there!" Kate ranted, wanting Elliot to cum with her, wanting him to blast her pussy with his jism as she drenched his cock with her cunt juice. "CUM! CUM!"
"Yessss!" he hissed through clenched teeth. The sound of his secretary's cries of passion brought him out of his delirium. "Yessss, Kate," he growled, using her name, realizing the futility of thinking about his lovely wife.
"OHHHH!" Kate screamed as her clit banged again and again into the desk top. "I'm COMINGGG!" She went into spasms, thrashing and humping on the desk like a crazed animal.
Elliot felt the powerful pressure of her cunt muscles on his prick as Kate reached her orgasm. They clenched and milked his pounding cock in a steady rhythm that brought Elliot rapidly to the summit. He moaned loudly as his prick exploded inside the steaming depths of Kate's clenching pussy.
"UHHHHHHHH!" she grunted, feeling the hot cum spurt from Elliot's prick and fill the hot furnace of her cunt. She clawed at the desk, lifting her head back, her eyes rolling in their sockets as she came over and over on Elliot's hard squirting cock.
Eliot's prick blasted thick cum into her gulping cunt. Wad after wad of his hot jism splattered the walls of her gaping cunt with each violent jab of his exploding cock.
"Aghhhhhhh!" he screamed as his climax drained him of his strength and his hot cum. He held her tight, the constant tugging of her pussy on his prick sending him back to the peak again. Her pussy was like a vise, clamping on his prick.
Stifling her cries of passion, Jennifer was no longer able to watch. The orgasm in her pussy screamed to be released, an orgasm that was long overdue. She jerked on her clit. Their hot sounds of pleasure drifted out to her from the office as she came on her hand, the juice gushing from her pussy in a river of thick milky goo.
Jennifer bit her lip to keep from releasing cries of pleasure. She almost fell over as the climax racked her body. She jerked her hips against her hand as she squeezed and manipulated her clit in agonizing pleasure. Shaking, she leaned against the wall, her climax over too quickly for someone who had waited so long. Trembling, she went back to her post at the door, peeking in, the aroma of cunt drifting up to her nostrils from her juice-soaked hand.
"One more time!" Kate howled, floundering on the desk. She jerked her hips, her clit banging into the desk top as Elliot finished his orgasm.
"Uhhh," he growled, stabbing her pussy for the last time. He felt her cunt muscles clamp around his spent prickshaft, holding it prisoner. "Christ, Kate!"
"Don't take it out," she pleaded, her orgasm still lingering as she twitched spastically for another few seconds. "Ahhhhh!" The air reeked of their fucking as she relaxed, her pussy finally giving up Elliot's prick.
Elliot pulled his cock out and dropped into the chair, sitting on her clothes. He rubbed his sticky prick, aching from the best fuck he'd had since wedding Jennifer. What he had just experienced was what he had expected from his wife. Jennifer was more beautiful, and a lot sexier than Kate. He looked at Kate's red-tinged ass. Kate was no slouch. At least she knew what to do with her pussy.
Exhausted, Kate slipped off the desk. "Christ! You fucked me senseless! I don't know why your damn wife can't get off on your cock. I think a statue could get off on it," she giggled.
"Maybe I will, someday," Jennifer said to herself, stumbling from the tiny hallway. She adjusted her dress and took a deep breath, leaving the office and stepping out into the crowded corridor.
No longer was she frigid. What had gone into that office might have been an iceberg, but what came out was a furnace of newly discovered passions. She had every intention of satisfying every one of those carnal desires that been awakened.
"You're a great fuck, Kate," Elliot groaned, fixing his clothes. He felt renewed.
"I can see by your face, we're not going to be fucking again," Kate pouted as she picked up her clothes and dressed. "I hope it wasn't something I did."
"No, baby. You're wrong." He patted her on the ass. "I love my wife, but for now, you and I are going to have a lot of fun."
"I was hoping you'd say that," Kate said dreamily, feeling terrific about being fucked by her handsome boss.
CHAPTER TWO
Jennifer stepped onto the crowded elevator for the ride down to the lobby. This time, she made certain that her ass touched a man's hand. She shivered in obvious delight, letting the man know, with a sensuous smile, how much she liked it.
The doors slid apart and the crowd flowed out of the elevator. Jennifer blew the happy man a kiss. She walked briskly across the lobby, her heels clicking on the marble floor. Outside in the afternoon sun, she took a deep breath, feeling more alive and vibrant than she had ever felt in her life.
She hurried to her car, wanting to experiment with sex and not quite sure how. She put the top down on her little blue sports car and sped out of the city, her long black hair blowing in the summer breeze.
There was an ache in her cunt as she turned onto the parkway and headed south toward her home. She squeezed her thighs together, the squishy walls of her juicy cunt oozing hot pussy juice that kept her panties constantly soaked. She ran her hand down to her crotch, inching her dress up, exposing her beautiful legs as she toyed with her pussy through her moist panties.
"Oooooooh," she sighed as she sped along the treelined highway for home. She squeezed her fingers between her thighs, trying to concentrate on the road ahead as she played with her pussy. An itch, a burning itch, glowed inside her pussy and she trembled, trying to figure out a way to satisfy herself.
Jennifer spotted a sign ahead. The toll booth was a mile away. A sly sensuous smile crossed her lips as she had an erotic idea. She shivered as a plan took shape in her head.
Drawing closer to the toll booth, she quickly unbuttoned the top three buttons of her wispy summer dress, exposing a large expanse of creamy tit flesh for the tired eyes of the bored toll collector. She moved her hand down to her crotch, making sure her dress was up past mid-thigh, flaunting her long legs. She put her best and most sultry smile on her full rich mouth and knew she looked good. Good enough to eat, Elliot had once said. Now she was going to prove it, prove that the body that covered her soul wasn't just show. Her face gave only the merest hint of the burning passion that dominated her new thoughts and actions.
Jennifer pumped the brake. She handed the good-looking man a dollar, and waited for the change. She was positively amused and turned on by his expression as he gaped at her huge tits, and exposed legs.
"Thank you," she purred, her voice dripping the promise of a thousand dreams. She took her change, gave his hand a squeeze and winked. She took a deep breath, letting her tits jut out for him to admire.
"Bye!" She blew him a kiss and pulled away, her body tingling with joy. She was thrilled! She had actually made a pass at a man. The shy Jennifer of yesterday was now buried in mothballs with no prospect of ever returning. She laughed against the rushing wind and sped on towards home, wondering if the surprised toll collector would call ahead to the next toll booth.
She planned to be more daring at the next stop.
Jennifer reached down between her legs, slipping her panties off carefully as the car veered right and left. She slid them nervously down her legs, making sure she didn't run off the road as she finally slipped them off her feet.
"Aaaaaah," she sighed, squirming her bare ass down on the warm leather of the seat as the car almost lurched out of control.
Pulling over to the side of the road, Jennifer unbuttoned the dress to her waist, then slipped her bra off, rebuttoning only two buttons. All of her luscious tit flesh was revealed, except for the swollen nipples that ached for a mouth to suck them. With her tits bared and her dress up around her waist, her cunt was on exhibition for the toll collector.
Jennifer pulled back onto the highway. Her blood was boiling for some physical contact with a man, any man, as long as he had a stiff prick to stuff inside her cock-starved pussy.
She reached the next toll booth, her heart thumping wildly in her breast as she approached. For a second, she almost chickened out, wanting to pull to the side and at least button one more notch to hide her pussy. But she fought the panic, easing into the toll lane.
"Hi," she purred, seeing the man's interest peak as he gazed unbelievingly at her tits.
He gave her his best smile. "Hi! Beautiful day, isn't it?"
Her heart was throbbing. She felt the juices in her pussy seeping onto the leather seat as the young man ogled her tits. She handed him a dollar and waited for her change, her tits heaving with each breath she took.
The man came back, leering down at her bare legs. His mouth dropped open and the change fell from his hand as he spotted the silky cunt hair covering her pussy. "Christ!" he muttered under his breath.
"Is anything the matter?" she asked innocently, aware of the trauma she caused the man. She leaned out the car window as he bent to pick up the change.
He looked up, seeing two perfectly shaped mounds of tit flesh pouring over the car door. His heart thumped and his eyes widened. He stood up, figuring out an excuse for her to stay. He handed Jennifer the change.
"Why don't you pull over? I'll be off in a few minutes. We can go have a drink somewhere."
"Maybe some other time," she mewed, getting off on the way he was enjoying her tits and pussy as he kept peering down into the car. "Right now, I want to go home and get out of these clothes. I'm hot as a damn furnace."
Jennifer brought her arms together, making sweat form on the man's furrowed brow as her two creamy tits came together like soft mountains of pure milky pleasure.
He groaned, his cock aching for a shot at this hot and sexy bitch. He wanted to reach in and grab her tits, but he held himself in check. If she screamed rape, he'd lose his job.
Discouraged, he frowned. "If you change your mind, I'll be here after lunch, till five."
"I'll keep that in mind." She put her foot on the accelerator and drove out of the toll booth as she waved good-bye.
Jennifer's blood raced excitedly through her veins as she sped along the highway. She spotted a truck and gunned the motor, swerving out into the passing lane. Her pussy was pulsing as she pulled alongside the tractor-trailer and waved, her tits jiggling as her arm flashed a big hello to the burly driver behind the wheel.
"You wanna race?" she called, her voice lost in the roar of the engines.
The driver looked down at the car, not believing the magnificent sight that passed him by in the shiny sports car. The gorgeous lady pulled in front, her black hair blowing in the wind. He eased out into the passing lane, pushing his foot down on the gas pedal, revving the engine as he pulled closer to the vision that had just flashed by in front of him. He had to see if she was real, or a figment of his overactive horny imagination.
Jennifer heard the roar of his huge engine and giggled as the driver pulled his rig along side the tiny blue sports car. She glanced up at the huge machine and smiled at the driver, making sure he got a complete view of her rich creamy fits. She giggled and gunned the motor, wondering if he would chase her.
He did, and the thrill of her speeding car being dogged by a giant eighteen-wheeler made her pussy bubble over in its own hot juices. She waved again and let her tongue flick out across her mouth in an obscene gesture. She glanced at the speedometer and gasped when she saw the needle hovering at eighty miles an hour.
Jennifer pumped the brake, afraid of her speed. A shivery sigh passed her lips as she coasted back under the double nickel speed limit. Her heart was still traveling at eighty as she attempted to settle herself down.
She spotted a rest area and immediately pulled off the highway, screeching down the winding ramp at almost twice the exit speed. Grinding to a halt, she gulped in the warm afternoon air, her head resting against the steering wheel.
There-was the steady roar of the eighteen-wheeler again and Jennifer looked up, seeing the huge menacing machine about twenty feet behind her tiny car, the grill looking as if it might swallow her up. She gasped, pulling down her dress, hiding her pussy from view. She quickly tried to button up, not wanting to flash her tits to the driver if he , was bold enough to come over to her car.
Frightened, but excited beyond belief, she waited, her heart palpitating as his door opened, then slammed shut. She looked down at her bulging tits. The last three buttons had been impossible to cope with and she had finally given up, leaving them open.
"Hi, honey," the brawny driver said, strolling over to her side. He leaned on her door, gaping at her body, surprised to see that she was almost covered. His eyebrows lifted and he shrugged, admiring the flesh of her titties that did show.
Jennifer didn't say a word. She was too frightened, too shy to speak. At the toll booth, it was different. She controlled the situation there, able to drive away at will. Here, with this rugged trucker, she could only-pull away by knocking him off her car.
"I'm Greg Halston, honey." He looked down at the dress that now covered her legs. "You gave me a real good view back there on the highway."
"I don't know what you mean;" she said breathlessly, her face burning with embarrassment, knowing he was staring at her tits where her dress was unbuttoned.
"Don't be shy, honey. I know what I saw." He put his hand on her shoulder, giving her a loving squeeze.
"You're wrong," she said, wanting to leave, not yet ready to embark on a sexual interlude - especially with this large lumbering trucker.
"You were real friendly when we were driving back there, waving and smiling, showing those sweet titties at me." His hand inched down her shoulder to the warm flesh of her tit. "I almost crashed my damn rig when I spotted you."
Her hand clasped on his, keeping him from going farther into her dress. "Stop!" she gasped. "I'd like to leave."
"You gotta be kidding, sweet lady," he said, his voice coated with warmth and geniality. "You know what you've been advertising. The toll .Collector was half out of his mind about you flashing your titties and sweet pussy. I almost didn't believe him."
Jennifer felt trapped. She had gone too far. For the first time, she looked him squarely in the eye. "Please let me go,' she begged, on the verge of tears.
This new kind of sexual freedom was still too daring, too bold for Jennifer - who up until now had never done anything more risque than model a shorty nightgown, over panties and bra, for Elliot on their honeymoon. She had been sorry about that for days, remembering how excited it had made him. Now, she was sitting in her car and a stranger was talking to her about things she never would have believed were possible before this morning.
Greg's powerful hand kneaded the top of her open dress, her silken flesh yielding to his massaging fingers. Even though she tried to keep his hand from moving down into her dress, Greg succeeded, watching the expression on her face turn from embarrassment to horror as he cupped her loose jiggling tit in his bulky hand.
"Ahhhhh," she whimpered as he manipulated the pliant flesh of her tit. "Don't." Her voice was childlike.
"You shouldn't be driving around on the highway half naked, stirring men up into a frenzy, unless you intend to satisfy some of us." He felt her nipple harden and he grinned, knowing this hot and shy bitch only needed a little friendly persuasion.
"Ohhh, God!" she sobbed, afraid of what might happen. "Please let me go."
"You don't wanna go, lady," Greg persisted. "I can feel it in my cock. I just know you wanna stick around and get to know me better." He bent down, his hand still plying her tit, and kissed her open mouth, snaking his tongue between her lips and exploring the wetness of her tongue.
Jennifer pulled her mouth away from the vulgar man, tears welling up in her eyes. She had to get out of there! How?
His hand was beginning to stir the embers that were kindled from seeing her husband's cock buried in his secretary's pussy. It was as if the dam to her emotions had burst wide open. She tried fighting it, but heaved a sigh, unable to fight her latent desires and hating herself for the things she was now thinking.
She looked at him. Passion gleamed in her violet eyes. "What else did the toll collector say about me?" she asked, curious about the impression she made.
"He said you got the best-looking pair of tits he ever saw." Greg fondled her tit freely as she warmed up to his gentle massaging. "He also said you got a great-looking pussy, but he didn't get as close a look as he wanted."
"Ooooooohhh," she cooed, her pussy drenching the rich leather of her car seat. She looked at him, resting her head against the back of the seat. "Kiss me again."
Greg obliged. His lips covered hers, his tongue snaking into her eager mouth as his hand squeezed rhythmically on her huge tit.
His cock was aching for this hot and eager bitch.
Jennifer sucked avidly on his probing tongue, imagining it to be his cock. It sent shivers down her spine. She pulled at the buttons on her blouse, wanting Greg to have as much freedom as possible while he fondled the hot flesh of her aching tits.
"Ohhhh, Greg," she moaned, using his name. The strangeness of using a new name added yet another dimension to her erotic experience. "You're making me soooo hot." She stared at him, her soft violet eyes burning into his.
"You are one sweet horny bitch," he groaned, ogling her exposed tits as she exhibited them for him. He ran his hands over both heaving tits as she gasped with passion. He spotted her panties on the floor of the car. "Lift your dress. Let me see your pussy." His voice was husky, his eyes caressing her tits as he fondled them in his large rough hands.
Her breathing was shallow. She looked down at her panties, then back at Greg. Her body ached to show him her hot seeping pussy. Instead, she froze, unable to fight the years of strict social behavior.
"You do it," she managed to say between gulps.
"Ohhhh, yesssss," he groaned. "Push back your seat."
With trembling hands, Jennifer reached for the lever on the bottom of her bucket seat and pushed the seat back. She leaned back, ready to let him do whatever he wanted. She looked up at the sky, a warm summer breeze adding to the euphoric feeling of his hot sensuous afternoon.
Greg swallowed hard and leered at the beautiful housewife. Her tits were glistening in the sunlight, bared to his gaze and greedy hands. Her long neck and satiny black hair contrasted exotically with her alabaster skin. She was exquisite, a magnificent piece of ass. Choice meat! He ran his hand down to her thighs.
Jennifer, needing to watch, opened her eyes. She was enthralled by his huge hand as it slowly rubbed her thigh, inching her summer dress above her knees.
"Aaaaaa," she sighed as his fingers touched her bare leg.
Greg moved slowly, savoring every moment with this fantastically sexy and beautiful woman. He kneaded the soft flesh of her inner thigh, lifting the dress higher and higher, until the black curly hair of her cunt came into view.
"Ohhhhhh," Jennifer whimpered as his fingers twirled through her pussy hair. Unconsciously, she lifted her hips, wanting to feel his deft fingers inside her cunt. "Finger-fuck me!" She was shocked at her own words, but was unable to stop asking. "Finger meeeee! Finger-fuck me! Please!"
Greg stroked her soft pussy mound, his fingers drifting between her thighs, to the wet gash of her swollen pussy. He ran his finger through her hot cunt slit, making Jennifer moan loudly. His finger was coated with her pussy juice as he pulled it from her cunt.
"Finger-fuck me!" she repeated, unable to control herself any longer. "Ohhhh, God! Please, finger-fuck my pussy!" She lifted up off the seat, hungry for his probing finger. Her tits jutted out high off her chest and her face was flushed red with fiery passion.
She was unbelievably sexy. He cupped her hot pussy mound and rammed two fingers into her juicy cunt. The muscles of her cunt clamped tight around his fingers, pulsing on them in a quiet desperation to milk them.
"Yessss!" she cried, her voice getting louder as she forgot how public the place was, where she was allowing this trucker to manhandle her quivering body. "Push!"
Jennifer humped his fingers as she would a cock, rocking on the seat of her car, her tits flopping on her chest, her mouth open, her eyes wide as she saw his hand buried between her legs.
"Ohhhh, my God! What am I doing?" she exclaimed.
"You're fucking yourself senseless on my fingers," he groaned, wishing it was his prick that was getting all this attention.
Jennifer vaguely heard the sound of another car pulling into the rest area. She wanted to stop, wanted to stop making a fool of herself, but her pussy wouldn't respond to her mind. She kept humping his fingers, mindlessly trying to get herself off for the first time in her life with a man.
Greg, loving the way the hot bitch was reacting to his fingers, probed deeper, not caring about the car pulling up behind them. This hot sexy piece of pussy was ready and he intended to have her begging for his prick soon - and nothing was going to stop him.
Jennifer grabbed her tits, squeezing them in her hands, her mouth salivating as she watched Greg's hand, the hand of a total stranger, making mush out of her body. She twisted in the seat, humping his hand, sensing within herself that she was getting terribly close to her orgasm, the kind of orgasm she had read about and had seen happening to Kate back at her husband's office.
She looked at Greg, the sun shining in her eyes. "Don't stop," she pleaded. "Ohhhh, God, don't stop!" She knew there was a car behind them, but she didn't care. The only thing she cared about was feeling the way Kate did when Elliot shoved his cock in her pussy.
"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" she gasped.
Greg had no intention of allowing this horny piece of ass to get off on his fingers. He pulled his hand from between her legs and stood up, his crotch right at window level.
Jennifer dropped back in the seat, panting and gasping, her face ashen with shock. "Why? I... need... to cum." She was shaking, her tits jiggling as she stared at him, her eyes pleading for him to put his hand back between her outstretched legs.
"Feel my cock, honey," he rasped. "Feel how nice and hard it is."
Jennifer swooned. She lifted her trembling sweaty hand, not caring that the people in the other car could see what she was doing. She touched his cock bulge and shivered from the contact. It felt so hard and powerful. She squeezed it.
"Oh, God!" she murmured.
Greg stepped back. She had sampled only part of what he offered. "If you liked what my fingers did to your pussy, you'll go nuts over my cock. I got a nice empty trailer back there, with soft clean padding. I'll give you a fuck you'll remember for years."
Jennifer's eyes traveled over his large hulking frame. His shirt was open; his broad chest was covered with curly brown hair. She gaped at his crotch, frightened by the huge bulge. It made her shiver. She wanted to get out of the car, but didn't.
"Use your finger, please!"
"Your pussy wasn't made for a finger. It was made for a cock. A nice hard cock that will fill your pussy." He took another step back. "You coming?"
She couldn't make up her mind. She sat frustrated, angry and hating herself for her inhibited feelings. "I can't," she cried. "I can't!"
"Sorry, honey. I'm just not into finger-fucking in public." He turned, heading in the direction of his rig, past the parked car where a couple sat, their faces filled with awe as they watched a live X-rated show.
CHAPTER THREE
Jennifer sat in her car, watching Greg walk away. Tears filled her eyes and her cunt began to pulse in angry desperation. She really wanted his cock. Fighting all of her inhibitions, she opened the car door.
"Wait!" she cried, running through the rest area, her bare tits bouncing freely as she passed the other parked car.
Greg stopped and turned around, a look of triumph on his handsome face. He grinned as she ran to him, ogling her gorgeous tit flesh. Her tits bounced with each hurried step she took.
"I was hoping you'd change your mind," he said when she reached him, out of breath.
"I want you," she said breathlessly.
Greg put his arm around her waist, dropping his hand to her firm ass cheek, squeezing it as they walked to the back of his trailer.
Overcome with joy at suppressing her inhibitions, she reveled in the fact that her tits were hanging out and that he was feeling her ass in public.
"Ohhhh! I'm sooo mushy inside. I've never felt this way before," she moaned, her legs slightly unsteady as Greg took his hand off her ass.
With the blood surging through his loins, Greg clanked open the huge rear doors to his rig. Sunlight poured into the dark cavernous trailer.
"I'll help you up, honey," he said, taking her hand.
Trembling, Jennifer scanned the inside, her heart in her throat. It looked so ominous in there, so scary. Suddenly, she was frightened about what would happen once they were inside. Her inhibitions came back in a rush as she stared into the empty cavern.
"I... don't... know," she, stammered, his hand holding her sweaty palm firmly.
"Yes, you do," he said strongly. "You want to fuck as bad as I want to fuck you."
She nodded, hypnotized by his voice and the strangeness of the large empty trailed He was right. There was no turning back. "Help me in," she found herself saying.
"Right, honey." He moved behind her, kissing her neck, his hand roaming over her exposed tits, his cock rubbing into the small of her back. "You're delicious."
"Ohhhh, God, help me in there!"
He gripped her trim waist and hoisted her into the trailer, gazing at her long lovely legs as she stood back a few feet to wait for him. He pulled himself up. "You want the doors closed?" .
"No," she mumbled.
He took her in his arms, clasping her body to his, her tits yielding against his broad chest, her cunt pushing forward into his rock-hard cock.
Jennifer kissed him with abandon as the sunlight streamed into the trailer. She was oblivious to everything but his prick pressing into her belly and the roughness of his chest against her sensitive tit flesh. She ground her body up against him, her fingers drawing imaginary circles on his neck as she sucked on his tongue.
He leaned back, smiling. "You like sucking things, huh?"
"Yes," she gasped, not knowing what he meant. It dawned on her the following instant. An image of Kate, with Elliot's cock locked between her lips, raced across Jennifer's fuzzy lust-filled mind. "I... don't... don't...
He took her hand and placed it on his hard cock. The contact trapped the rest of her words in her throat.
"Can I see it?" She was dying of passion and curiosity.
Jennifer allowed him to take her to the back, where the light was dimmer. But it wasn't dark enough to hide her shyness. She was shaking, her mind swimming in passion, fuzzy with the hot sensations that were bombarding her flesh for the first time in her life. She wanted to act like Kate, to be forward and brazen, but she couldn't.
She looked out at the rest area. Sunlight was bathing everything in its warmth. From where she was standing, she felt as if "she was in a different world. Outside, it was bright and innocent; here, it was shadowed and the air reeked of sex. To Jennifer, this was a different world, and she had no intention of going back to the frigid world she came from.
"Ohhhh, Greg," she moaned, giving into her desires. "Take out your cock!" Saying "cock" made her pussy spasm. "Your cock, I want to see your cock." She was like a child with a new word.
"Anything you want, honey," he rasped. He fumbled with his zipper as Jennifer watch- ed wild-eyed, anxious to see the wondrous prick she had touched out there in the light of day.
"Let me." She dropped to her knees on the padding, the way she had seen Kate do in front of Elliot. "I'll do it."
"Be my guest," he moaned, gazing down at her black hair and her majestic tits that jutted out from her opened dress. "You can do anything you want with me."
Her throat was constricted, her hands sweaty and trembling, and her pussy pulsing in agony as she pulled the metal zipper down, the sound ringing in her ears. "I'm nervous," she mumbled, almost inaudibly.
Greg smiled at her seeming innocence. It didn't jell, with her hot body and her actions. He felt her hand grope tentatively inside his pants and he forgot about speculating on the gorgeous woman on her knees in front of him.
"I got it," she cried out, almost in jubilation. "I got it!"
She grasped his prick in her hot eager hand and pulled it out of his pants.
"Ahhhhhh," she gasped, his long meaty prick throbbing as if it had a life of its own. Her eyes stared, glued to his huge cock. Except for Elliot's, this was the only prick she had ever seen. And never this close, no matter how often Elliot had begged her to play with his cock and lick it.
"Stroke it, honey," Greg moaned, her hot hand sending prickling tremors up his spine. "Get used to it. It's going inside that hot pussy of yours."
For the first time, the hot dirty words turned her on, instead of freezing her up. "In my pussy," she murmured, spellbound by the immense size of his cock. Up close like this, his prick seemed gigantic. The idea of having this big cockshaft inside her cunt made her woozy and she squeezed his prick, trying to sap its strength.
"Yes, honey, but first I want you to suck on it." He sank down to the matting, resting his head against a pile of thick padding.
"Suck it," she repeated, her eyes never blinking as she glared at his cock, standing high in the air like a tower, an obscene tower. She crawled over to Greg, getting between his legs. She fumbled with his pants until they were down to his knees. Frantic, now that the die was cast, she yanked at his clothes, freeing one leg from the confines of his pants and shorts. Too hot for his cock, she didn't bother with his other leg, just shoving his pants down around his ankle.
He was bare from the waist down, his thick hairy thighs spread, his heavy balls hanging below his enormous cock. She looked out at the other world of sunshine for a moment, then took Greg's cock in her mouth, the way she had seen Kate do for Elliot.
"Ohhhh, yeaaaaaa," Greg groaned as her hot lips encircled his prickhead. He arched up, pushing his prick into her mouth, then dropped back as her teeth sunk into his hard cockshaft.
"You'll choke me," she gasped, backing off his prick. "Don't move."
"It's hard not to move, when you got that fantastic mouth on my prick, honey," he explained as his prick throbbed at her lips. "I'll try though."
Jennifer stroked it, getting to know the feel of his mighty prick. Her pussy cried out for his cock and her body trembled to be stuffed with it. She saw two people outside. That excited her even more, and she closed her mouth over his cock again as they passed by the open trailer doors.
"Unnnnn," Greg moaned as her mouth enveloped his cock in a wet cocoon of warmth. This time, he used his willpower and remained still, resisting the urge to fuck her face.
Casting restraint aside, Jennifer gobbled voraciously on Greg's long stiff cock. Her cheeks were drawn in as she ran her lips up and down his lengthy prickshaft. His prick brushed against the roof of her mouth. Her forward movement halted as his cockhead hit the back of her throat.
She pulled back, afraid to take his prickhead into her throat. She slurped hungrily on his spit-soaked prick, following his veiny cockshaft with the tip of her tongue. She lapped noisily on his balls, then slurped back up his glistening rigid prick, to his thick red bell-shaped cocktip.
"Ohhhh, God," she cried, playing with his wet cock against her tingly exposed tit flesh. She soaked her tits with his cock, rubbing her spit off on herself. She put his piss-slot against her rubbery nipple and made swirling motions, trying to get her hard nipple into his piss-hole.
"Aghhhh," Greg groaned, wrenching away from her grasp. "It hurts!" He squirmed on the mats, tiring of her playful curiosity and anxious to plunge his prick inside her hot pussy. The memory of the way her cunt clung to his fingers only added to his desire.
Jennifer pulled back, afraid she had hurt his prick. "I'm sorry," she sighed. "Did it hurt?"
"Naaaaa." He stared at her, lust sweeping him up in its grip. "Strip, honey. It's time for some fucking, some heavy far-out fucking."
His words made her shake. She felt dirty, yet more alive than ever before. "Yesssss," she hissed. "Let me take off my dress."
"I couldn't have said it better," Greg moan- ed, dying to see her entire gorgeous body in the buff.
Jennifer stood up. "I'm crazy for doing this," she sighed, her tits swinging from side to side as she swayed on unsteady legs.
"No, honey. You're not crazy. Just hot, like me. Strip! Let me see how beautiful you really are."
His words caressed her and she unfastened the last of the buttons and slipped the dress off her shoulders, baring the upper portion of her curvaceous figure. Tingling, looking at Greg and the outside world in alternate glances, she pushed the dress down over her full luscious hips. Gravity did the rest. The dress fell like a whisper to the floor of the trailer.
Greg sucked in his breath. The woman was magnificent, a classical beauty. He admired her in the faint light, taking inventory of her fabulous figure; her long elegant legs, her flared hips, tapering to a wisp of a waist, her flat sexy belly and her huge milky tits.
"Christ! You're the most beautiful broad I've ever seen." He feasted his eyes on the sight of her black silken pussy hair, contrasting with the creamy complexion of her flesh.
Jennifer wallowed in his adoration. She turned slowly, giving him a side view of her voluptuous body. She sucked in her belly, her tits rising to full height, her nipples swollen with lust. She felt fantastic, like a live volcano ready to explode as soon as the caldron of juices smoldering in her pussy reached the right temperature.
She looked outside. A desire to exhibit herself to the world engulfed her and she walked toward the open trailer doors, her body on fire, burning with a lust that had been suppressed too long.
"Honey!" Greg called, not wanting her to go too far. If the cops caught her, he'd never get the chance to fuck her. "C'mon back!"
His words brought her out of the euphoric spell. She halted, tingling as she saw a group of people walk by, oblivious to her standing naked only a short distance away.
"God, it's so exciting!" She turned and walked back to Greg.
Her inhibitions were gone, all the propriety and shyness ripped away, just as Elliot had ripped away her virginity on their wedding night, it was all different now. Instead of a dry tight cunt, her pussy was bubbling in hot juices, ready to soak and grease the magnificent prick she was going to ride like a cowgirl at the rodeo.
"Lay down, honey, so we can fuck!" Greg was distraught. He wanted her badly, but walked the thin line between seduction and rape. There was no way he was going to lose his chance with this gorgeous piece of ass. She was different, special.
"I'm fucking you," she said, using the forbidden word. "I'm fucking you, Greg." She caressed his name. She stroked her own pussy, getting off on her exhibition of her naked body. "I want you to know, you're my first real fuck."
"Somehow, I believe you," he said, engrossed in the beauty and sexuality that seemed to ooze from every pore of her body. "I believe you."
"Turn around, I want to be able to see outside while we fuck," she sighed, trembling in expectation. "I want to see the world."
Greg scrambled around on the floor of the trailer, his cock swaying like a steel beam as he moved. "I'm ready."
"So am I," she panted. "So am I." She dropped like a goddess to the matting. "I'm going to explode."
He looked at her tits, rising and falling like two giant waves, capped by pink swollen nipples. "Me too."
She kissed her way to his cock in a feverish attempt to pay homage to the prick that was going to break the cherry of her mind and rip away the shackles of self-imposed chastity from her soul. She swallowed his cock, gulping his prickshaft into her mouth, soaking it with her spit, priming it for her cunt.
"Get the fuck on me," Greg rumbled, his voice rough and coarse with passion.
Jennifer gurgled and pulled her flushed face from his prick. She crawled onto his hard muscular body, straddling his prick with her lush sensuous body. Gripping his hard pulsing prick muscle in her delicate hand, she stroked it through her cunt gash, the steaming juices of her pussy greasing his spit-soaked cockhead. The erotic movement of his prick through the hot velvety folds of her cunt sent them both into spasms.
"Aaaaahhhhhh!" she whimpered, from the electrifying contact between his cock and her cunt.
Greg grabbed her hips, ready to drive her pussy down on his prick, but she squirmed free, wanting to do everything herself. "Shove it in," he growled, needing to feel the heat of her cunt around his aching cock. "Christ!"
"When I'm ready, Greg," she moaned. The feel of his prick between the soft puffy lips of her pussy was driving her mad with lust. She rode his prick with her hot cunt gash, pinning his prick back against his belly as she slid against it.
Lifting her hips, Jennifer's face became a mask, a mask of unbridled passion. His cock, no longer pinned, to his belly, sprang up and she captured the head of his raging hard prick in her pussy slot. She pushed down, swallowing his prick into her hot pussy flesh.
"Uhhhhh," Greg groaned, feeling her hot cunt devour his long thick meaty cock. He arched up off the floor of his trailer and jabbed his prick deeper, sending Jennifer into convulsions.
She fell forward, his cock bending inside her tight pussy. Her tits flopped in his face and he grabbed a nipple with his mouth, sucking it between his teeth.
"Chew it! Chew it!" she cried, working her pussy back and forth on his cock as his mouth tortured her swollen nipple. She ground her clit on his cocklance, her body quivering as her cuntlips grazed roughly against his hard hairy body.
Greg chewed and sucked on her tit with a vengeance. He sucked her entire nipple into his mouth and used his tongue, pushing down the rubbery tip and rubbing it across his bottom teeth. The action drove Jennifer wild and, in turn, her wild gyrations brought him closer to insanity.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, twisting and churning on Greg's throbbing prick as it filled her pussy. She bucked, rocking her hips back and forth, his cockhead digging into the hot receptive walls of her spongy cunt. She sat up straight, feeling the pressure of his cock pushing against the tight walls of her cunt. She shook, rising and falling on his prick in short rapid lurches.
"Jesus Christ!" His burly hands forced her hot passionate body up and down on his prick, his ass lifting, matching the pace he was setting with his hands. He couldn't believe his eyes. She was riding him straight up, her tits bouncing, her head snapping from side to side, causing her black hair to slap across her face and shoulders like a satin whip.
Her vision blurred as Jennifer stared out at the daylight and the people nearby in the rest area. It gave her body high voltage power. It was so exciting getting fucked, while only a few feet away, people were walking by. If they looked inside, they would see her naked body being ravaged by this trucker and his giant cock.
"Fuck me! Fuck meeee!" she cried, ready to take the quick ride to the summit, to stamp out the burning fire in her pussy. "Fuck me to death!" The words echoed off the walls of the empty trailer, making her tremble. It was as if someone else was screaming those vile wonderful words.
She swiveled her hips against his lunging body, taking his cock in hard delicious stabs.
Woeful sobs of passion racked her lungs, ringing throughout the close confines of the trailer. She began twisting and jerking on his erect cock and her cunt seemed ready to explode, the long dormant volcano ready to unleash its seething fury.
Greg felt her cunt pulse quicker, the muscles of her cunt becoming more demanding. His prick started to swell in the inferno of her hot steamy pussy. He quickened his pace, jamming his prick violently into her convulsing pussy.
"I'm cominggggg!" she screamed, not caring if the world heard her cry. "Ohhhh, my God! I'm COMINGGGG!" She went into convulsions, creaming his jabbing prick with her cunt juice as her body became embroiled in her overwhelming orgasm. She threw herself precariously around on his cock, depending for balance on Greg's powerful hands.
Seeing the exquisite woman climax in such a dramatic way, Greg's prick erupted, whitewashing her pussy with a hot viscous load of his jism.
"I'm comingggg!" he growled, his ass banging on the matting as wad after wad of his thick white cum splattered inside her pulsating cunt canal.
"Ohhhh, yesssss!" she shrieked as a holocaust of erotic sensations seized her body.
"I can feel it! I can feel it!" She began shaking, her tits bouncing wildly as her orgasm wreaked havoc on her body for what seemed like hours.
She slammed her pussy down, scraping her cunt viciously on his groin. She fell forward, unable to control her motion. She wrenched her hips, her clit smashing against his hard cock, sending her off on another frenzied ride into oblivion.
"Un! Un! Un!" she growled, lying on him, her body twitching in ecstasy. Her tits were squashed beneath her squirming body and he pumped up into her pussy, emptying the last of his cum inside her hot draining cunt.
"Honey," he groaned, dropping back against the matting. He held her gently, running his hands over her trembling back as his prick involuntarily twitched inside her clinging pussy.
"Mmmmm," Jennifer purred, contented for the first time in her life. She moved gently on his prick, allowing her climax to flow over every tight nerve. "Mmmmmm, Greg. I feel sooo alive!" She rocked her ass, feeling his prick shrink inside her cunt.
"You're a fantastic fuck," he groaned as she rolled off him. "I've never been drained like this before." He sat up and leered at her naked body.
"Thank you," she sighed. "I just hope my husband thinks I'm a good fuck."
"You gotta be crazy, honey. Doesn't he know?"
"He'll find out tonight. It's a long story." She fell into his arms and kissed him. "Thanks for a terrific afternoon, and for showing me that I can be a woman."
Greg shook his head, not understanding. "You're the sexiest woman I've ever met."
He stood up, fixing his clothes as he watched Jennifer drop her light dress over her head. It caressed her body as it fell into place.
Jennifer buttoned the dress and took his hand. "I feel like a new woman."
Greg jumped off the trailer and held up his arms to help Jennifer down. "Jump, honey."
Jennifer jumped and he caught her, but not before a breeze lifted her dress, giving two high-school boys a perfect view of her long elegant legs and furry pussy. "I think those two boys got the thrill of their life," she said, her feet firmly planted on the ground.
"So do I," Greg grinned. He took her hand. "I'll walk you back to your car."
Jennifer winked at the two astonished boys and waved good-bye, wondering if anyone had heard her screams as she got off on Greg's hard spurting cock. It was a delicious thought and it sent shivers down her spine.
"I don't even know your name," Greg said as Jennifer slid behind the steering wheel.
She started the engine. "It's Jennifer." She blew him a kiss and gunned the motor, the tiny car lurching forward and out to the highway again.
Greg watched until she was out of sight. He turned back to his tractor-trailer, shaking his head. It still seemed hard to believe. The entire episode was like a wild erotic dream.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jennifer pulled the little blue sports car into the driveway and cut the motor. She sat there for a moment, reliving her fantastic experience with Greg. Seeing Elliot with Kate, their naked bodies fucking together on the desk, had been an eye-opener. Then, sharing the same pleasures with a stranger had changed her completely. She couldn't wait until Elliot returned tonight, to show him how much she had changed. . She could just imagine the surprise on his face.
She scooped her panties and bra off the floor of her car and hurried inside the house to prepare for Elliot's arrival. The meal she had planned for him tonight wouldn't come out of the refrigerator. It was hot, wet, and between her legs. She scooted up the stairs, anxious to prepare her body, just as she used to prepare his dinner.
Tossing her panties and bra in the laundry, she peeled off her wrinkled dress and padded barefoot to the bathroom. She didn't want Elliot to smell the masculine aroma that still clung to her flesh or the hot jism that still filled her pussy.
She stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading over her warm tingly flesh. It had been quite a day, and what she had planned for its finish would surely top it off. She soaped herself, washing away the clinging scent of the trucker. "Ummmmm," she sighed as the water splashing on her tits made her quiver in delight. Her body was more alive, as if coming out of a deep sleep. The water had never turned her on like this before..
She took the shower head from its hook and aimed the concentrated spray between her legs. She spread her pussy lips apart, the water rinsing out white gobs of Greg's cum.
"Ooooooo!" she sighed as the water hit her clit, sending tremors of pleasure through her pussy. "Ohhhhh, God!" She leaned against the tile for support, directing the steady pulsing stream of water at her sensitive clit.
"Ahhh! Ahhhh! AHHHHHH!" Her cries were music to her ears as she forced herself not to cum all over the shower stall.
Jennifer rinsed her ass crack, swooning as the jet stream teased her asshole. Shivering with joy, and hot all over again, she climbed out of the shower, her dripping body glistening in the brightly lit bathroom.
A few minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom, her naked body dried to a pink glow, scented with her favorite perfume in all the right places. Her hair was dry, a satiny sheen to its blue-black luster. Her face was done with special care; just the right touch of eye shadow to highlight her violet eyes, a touch of blush for her high cheekbones, and moist fiery red lipstick on her sensuous lips. The bright red accentuated her ivory complexion.
Each step she took as she crossed the bedroom made her cunt tingle from the friction on her sensitive clit. From her closet, she picked out what she used to think was the most vulgar thing Elliot had ever bought for her - a long clinging black open-lace nightgown. The nipples and crotch were covered in silk. She slipped it over her head and the see-through gown caressed her body as it slithered down, clinging to each delicious curve.
She walked over to the full-length mirror.
The effect was devastating!
Her creamy white skin peeked tantalizingly out from beneath the peekaboo black lace, only her nipples and crotch were hidden from the naked eye. She turned slowly, admiring her long tapered legs and firm ass cheeks from the rear.
She came away from the mirror in a daze. It was too much, too soon. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled herself together.
"Ohhh, my God, Elliot," she said to his picture on her vanity. "I'm going to fuck the hell out of you and make you forget all about that little piece of ass, Kate," she vowed.
She hurried downstairs. She didn't want to chance missing Elliot's entrance, if he came home early. The lace nightgown swirled about her ankles. The only part that didn't cling to her hot sexy body was the slit up one side, dangerously revealing her long leg. She was definitely ready for anything, in her high heel black slippers and the matching black silk lounging robe she had thrown on over her gown. She remembered how shocked she had been when he had given this outfit to her on their honeymoon.
"Well, my sweetheart, you're finally going to get your wish." She stepped into the living room just as the phone rang. Her heart leaped into her throat as the ringing shattered the erotic silence.
With trembling fingers, she picked up the receiver. "Hello?"
"Hi, Jenny," Elliot said. "I got a problem at the office."
"What kind, Elliot?" she crooned, trying to sound as sexy as possible to her husband.
He pushed his secretary away from his cock and frowned. "I have to work late tonight at the office."
"Ohhhh," Jennifer moaned sadly. "Can't you put it off for some other night?"
"I really wish I could, hon, but it's impossible."
"Elliot," she sighed, her voice taking on a pleading tone. "I had something special planned for tonight."
Kate was on her knees, tugging on Elliot's cock, her mouth making smacking noises as she insisted on kissing the tip of his prick.
"What did you have planned?" he asked, trying to keep his attention divided between his wife and his secretary's hot gulping mouth. He moaned, covering the mouthpiece just as Kate sunk her teeth into his prick.
"What was that?" Jennifer asked, hearing the sounds filtering through.
"Nothing, hon. I wish I could come home."
"You're not coming home at all?"
There was a silence for a minute. "It can't be avoided. By the time I finish up here, it'll be too late. I might as well just bunk here at the office and get an early start. I can get home early tomorrow night," he added, hoping it might help.
"Tomorrow will be too late. I had something special planned for your dinner tonight," she purred, running her fingers over her belly. "It's all hot and waiting."
"I'm really sorry, hon, but I can't. I'll just catch a bite to eat here." Kate was beside him now, her tits jiggling in his face.
"Is Kate working with you?" Jennifer asked suspiciously.
"For a while," he said, feeling guilty, but needing the hot and willing body of his secretary more than the hot meal he thought Jennifer was preparing for him. He fingered Kate's pussy from under her skirt, making her squeal in delight.
"Is that her?" Jennifer asked, growing madder by the second. Her ears picked up different sounds that didn't seem to have any bearing on work or anything else, except sex play.
"No, dear," Elliot said. "I better hang up now. I'll call you tomorrow."
"I hope you have a good time!" Jennifer shouted angrily, knowing what his real plans were.
She slammed the phone down as Elliot began to speak. Fuming mad, Jennifer plopped down heavily on the chair, an angry hurt expression clouding her beautifully sculptured face.
She could forgive him this afternoon with his secretary, but not this. She had deserved it after she had refused to be a woman, but he didn't need Kate twice in the same day. A tear slid down her blushed cheek. Once would have been enough if he truly loved me, she thought. She was filled with anger and wanted revenge. She glanced down at her tits.
An erotic smile curled the corners of her mouth. A ride around town dressed like this was just what the doctor ordered. Maybe on the parkway, for a tantalizing episode with one of the men in the toll booth. She could be on her knees, with no one able to see her sucking him off.
"Ohhh, my God," she said aloud as her newly discovered eroticism made her blush. "I'll show you, Elliot Nash!" she snapped, striding toward the front door.
The door chimes echoed throughout the house, stopping her cold in her tracks. "Who is it?" she called, hoping it was no one who would keep her from her destiny. She reached the door.
"Alex! What brings you over here?" It was her next-door neighbor, Alex Wells, a good-looking hunk of man she had never paid any attention to in the past.
To Jennifer, Alex, with his lustful eyes, was his wife's problem, not hers. Tonight though, was different.
"C'mon in." She gave him her best smile, her white teeth gleaming against the red of her lips.
"Where's Elliot?" He admired Jennifer with his roaming dark eyes.
"He's not coming home tonight," she purred, dropping the obvious hint like a bombshell on her lecherous neighbor. "I'm all alone, and bored out of my mind."
"You seem different tonight," Alex said, a quizzical look on his roguish face.
"Why don't you come in and have a drink with me, Alex, and you can tell me why you're here." She spun on her heels and headed for the living room, leaving Alex standing dumbfounded in the doorway.
He closed the front door and followed her, watching her swinging hips and swaying ass. "Just wanted to ask Elliot about golf on Saturday, that's all." Alex joined her in the large comfortable living room.
"Well, then," Jennifer said, a lustful twinkle in her violet eyes, "tell me what you think is so different about me." She poured him three fingers of scotch and brought it over to the couch. "Just the way you like it, neat."
"I'm impressed. I never thought you noticed."
She sat down just far enough away to appear modest, but close enough so that if he wanted to touch her, he could. "Now, tell me. Am I different?"
"You certainly seem to be," Alex said, sipping the smooth scotch. He leered at her, trying to peer under her silk robe. "You seem more relaxed, not as - if you don't mind me saying so - stuffy."
Jennifer giggled. "I don't mind, Alex. So, you think I'm stuffy?" she teased.
"A little."
"Well, I've changed quite a bit since you and Ellen were over last." She crossed her leg, the black silk robe slipping away, revealing part of her lace nightgown and long slender leg. "I've learned quite a bit about myself."
"Like what?" Alex asked, warming up to his gorgeous neighbor. His eyes caressed her leg, a rakish grin on his handsomely lean face.
"What I'm wearing, for instance," Jennifer continued, feeling bold, her stomach fluttering with butterflies. She had often seen him give her the once-over with his piercing dark eyes. It had always turned her off, made her cringe at times. Now, she was baiting him, encouraging him to leer and ogle her body. Maybe later... even fuck her.
"What do you have on under that robe, Jenny?" His voice took on an edge of sexuality.
"I was hoping you'd ask," she purred. She stood up and untied the silk belt that held everything together. Her robe fell open and Alex sucked in his breath as he gazed at the most fantastic sight he had ever seen.
"Jesus Christ! You're absolutely gorgeous!" Alex exclaimed.
"I'm glad you think so," she sighed, her tits rising and falling with each shallow breath. "Elliot bought this for me to wear on our honeymoon." The robe dropped to the floor.
"I can see why," Alex said, his throat closing, the words difficult to say. "He must have creamed his jeans when he saw you."
"He never saw me this way? I never wore it for him." She licked her lips. "You're the first person who's ever seen it on me," she purred.
Alex's cock throbbed to be freed from the confines of his pants. "Turn around and let me see you," he moaned, leaning back in the chair. He gulped down his drink in an effort to quiet his jangled nerves.
"My pleasure," she sighed, slowly turning, giving him a view of her lush lace-encased body. She was feeling lustful. This was even more exciting than with Greg in his rig. This was her own home and she was modeling for the neighborhood wolf, a man who, up until this moment, she had always despised.
"Well?" she murmured, after making a complete turn. "Do I measure up to what you consider sexy?"
"You've given me a whole new set of guidelines," he said, not really believing his good fortune. In the past, he had always found her to be aloof, a prude who always left the room when he would make an off-color remark. "I never thought you liked me."
"What ever gave you that impression?" She smiled, toying with him, the way she knew he had toyed with various women in the neighborhood.
"You never seemed to enjoy it, when I tried flirting with you," he explained. "You must have known how I felt."
She posed as erotically as possible in front of him. "You feel the same way about any woman. I've heard the stories about you and some of the other wives in the neighborhood."
"I've always felt you to be something special," he said, wanting to reach up and grab her. "Why don't you sit on my lap? I find it hard concentrating, with you standing there like that."
"If I sat on your lap," she purred, "there wouldn't be any conversation at all. You'd be pawing my body, trying to get me out of my cute nightgown." Her eyes danced merrily.
"You got a point there."
It was true, he had always thought she was special, the most beautiful woman in the neighborhood - and the sexiest - but that was as far as it went. She had set up a barrier that he found impenetrable, and he wondered if Elliot was ever able to break through the ice she kept herself encased in.
"What are you thinking?" Jennifer asked, seeing the intent look on his face as he leered at her.
"You, and how much you've changed. You've turned into a real woman."
"I thank you." She curtsied childishly and giggled.
She was nervous, not sure of what to do next. She didn't want him to have her on a silver platter. He would have to work for it.
She noticed his glass was empty. "Want a refill?"
He nodded, then he clasped her fingers when she tried taking the glass out of his hand. "C'mon and sit on my lap, honey. I'm dying to feel how soft and cuddly you are."
She withdrew her hand. "Maybe later." She winked and turned, slinking over to the bar. As she poured him another drink, she heard him walk up behind her.
"Baby," he groaned, wrapping his arms around her waist and rubbing his cock bulge into her lace-clad ass cheeks. "I don't need a drink, I need you." His mouth was all over her neck, kissing, licking and sucking greedily on her perfumed skin. "Mmmmm."
"Ooooooohh, Alex!" she cooed, rubbing back against his cock. She was enjoying herself tremendously. She was more relaxed, more confident. "I can feel your cock burning into my ass, Alex."
"Christ," he groaned. "You're driving me crazy. Turn around." His hands skimmed over her full luscious hips to her taut belly. He kneaded her body with his fingers, his hands roaming up to her tits.
"Ahhhhh. Alex! What do you think you're doing to me? I can't pour your drink," she teased.
"Fuck the drink," he growled into her ear, his hands cupping the fleshy globes of her tits.
"I thought you wanted to fuck me," she giggled.
His passion was turning him into a wild man. He spun her around, knocking the glass off the small bar. His lips sought out hers, his tongue darting into the wetness of her mouth. He cupped her ass cheeks, drawing her body against his as he ground his cock into her belly.
Jennifer kissed him back, sucking frantically on his tongue as it probed in her mouth like a slithering snake. She rolled her hips, rubbing her body against his hard cock.
"Unnnnn," she gurgled as he filled her mouth with his tongue.
She ran her hands through his curly brown hair, stroking his smooth face with her sharp painted nails. She crushed her tits against his chest, her arms encircling his back as she stroked his hard muscles.
"Ooohhh, God, Alex," she gasped, freeing herself from his grasp. "You got my pussy all mushy and tingly with that kiss." She leaned against the bar, breathless. She could see the lust on his clean-shaven face. "You're a horny guy."
"Yeaaaa, baby," he groaned, trying to take her back in his arms again. "Horny for you."
She thrust her arm out, her palm flat against his chest. "Give a girl a minute to catch her breath," she cooed. "I haven't made up my mind. I'm not sure I want it to go any further than it already has."
"You're crazy," he groaned, his eyes burning with the passion she had created in his loins. "You've been begging me to fuck you from the minute I walked in."
He swept her arm away in one swift motion and swung her vibrant body into his arms. His hands sought out her ass and he pulled it to him, rubbing his aching cock into her wiggling body.
"You want this as much as I do, Jennifer," he moaned, her perfume attacking his nostrils.
"How does your wife ever put up with you?" she teased, squirming in his arms. "You'd fuck anything with a pussy and don't give a damn who knows it."
He grabbed her hand and brought it down to his crotch. "The answer's between my legs."
"Ohhhh," she sighed, grasping his tremendous cock. "Take your cock out, Alex, and let me see it." She succumbed to her passion, enjoying herself more than ever. "I can't be sure you're telling the truth unless I see your cock."
Alex stepped back, his dark eyes burning like fiery coals. "You take my cock out."
She giggled and ran toward the stairs, knowing he would catch her and add to the excitement.
Alex took three quick steps and scooped her up in his arms. "You're not going anywhere," he rasped, holding her soft tender body in his arms. "At least, not without me."
"I was going up to bed," she purred, cuddling close to him as he carried her up the stairs to the master bedroom.
Alex tossed her on the bed and glared down at her. He ripped at his clothes, throwing them carelessly to the floor. "Now, my hot little bitch!"
"Eeeeewww," she mewed, gazing at his long menacing cock. "I can see why Ellen puts up with you. Let me touch your cock."
The way she talked and moved on the bed excited him. Never had a woman controlled him in this way. He stepped to the side of the bed, leering down at her lush body, framed by the pink bedspread.
"Ooooooh! It's sooo hard! You must be hot!"
She stroked his prick, her fingers dancing on the hot skin of his throbbing cock. She scraped her nails along the sensitive underside of his prick, making him twitch.
"I'll bet all the women in the neighborhood love your cock," she sighed, squeezing his prickshaft, reveling in the size of his cock.
He grinned, his chest swelling with pride. "I've never had any complaints."
"I don't think you'll get any from me either," she purred like a contented cat. She rolled over on the king-size bed. "You going to fuck me or stand there all night and look at me?" She licked her lips, making the red lipstick glisten in the dim light of the room.
"Strip!" he ordered, his patience worn thin.
She shook her head impishly. "If you want me naked, you'll have to do it yourself."
"I'll rip the fuckin' thing off you," he threatened.
"I don't care. If you want my pussy, you got to take it," she said defiantly, her eyes challenging him.
His face was wild with passion, tinged with red, his eyes flashing. He grabbed the lace material and yanked. It ripped, tearing away effortlessly.
"Ohhhhh," she cried, wallowing in his masculinity and loving the way he was taking control. She lay on the bed, her naked body vulnerable and ready for his lustful desires. "What will I tell Elliot?"
"I don't give a God damn!" he snarled. "Tonight, you belong to me." He came down on the bed, grabbing her scrambling twisting body in his powerful arms, crushing her tits against his body. "I'm gonna fuck you to death, you horny little bitch!"
"Yes! Yes!" Her body felt as if it was melting as his hard cock rubbed against her cunt. "Fuck me to death! Make me scream with joy!" She was all over him, squirming and twisting in his arms, kissing, licking his face and neck, her mouth greedy and hot for his hard masculine body.
"Ohhh, Jennifer!" Alex groaned, giving her free rein. He lay back and savored her roaming sucking mouth and warm flesh.
The passion in Jennifer's body had taken control. There was no time for teasing and games. She chewed on his neck, wanting to devour every inch of his body. She sucked her way down his body, licking his chest and nipples, soaking everything she touched with her saliva.
For the first time - in this bed - she was acting like a woman. She intended to give full vent to her passions as she fucked this neighborhood wolf better than he had ever been fucked before. This was important to her - for when she would finally confront her husband.
"Christ, your fucking teeth are sharp!" Alex howled as she nipped on his nipples and the hairy flesh of his chest. He tried pushing her away from his nipple, but she sank her teeth in, making him howl again. He released her and she eased up.
Sucking and kissing his body, Jennifer moved down his hard muscle-rippled stomach. Her fingers scraped his groin as she growled like a tigress and began licking her way to his towering prick.
Slurping, working her way around his cock, she attacked his thighs. Her hot wet tongue soaked his flesh as she moved closer to his cock and heavy cum-filled balls. She inched between his outstretched legs and slapped her tongue on his heavy balls.
"Suck me!" he groaned, craving her hot and hungry mouth for his aching prick. "Suck me!" He reached down for her head, wanting to grab her by the hair and force her to suck his cock. She deftly pulled away and laughed, a low throaty laugh that reeked of her passion.
"I'll get to it," she growled, her voice husky with emotion. "I'm working up my appetite." She went back to his balls, licking them and taking them in her mouth. She wanted to savor anything and everything that had to do with sex.
Alex squirmed on the bed, his body a raging fire of lust that Jennifer constantly stoked with her mouth. "Jesus! SUCK ME!"
Jennifer sat up, her lips curved with a hot sensuous smile as she sat between his legs, her tits heaving with her own fiery desires. "Make me!" she spat, wanting him to force her, make her suck his prick. "Make me!"
He snarled, his passion driving him crazy. He grabbed her satin black hair and slammed her head down on his cock, sinking his prick into her open mouth. "Unnngggghhh!" he groaned as his prick hit the back of her throat.
Jennifer began to gag and choke. His prick was going to kill her! Her head jerked from side to side as his cock swelled in the tightness of her throat. She clawed his thighs with her nails, but he wouldn't free her. She tried lifting her head, but his hands were curled in her hair, keeping her mouth on his prick.
"SUCK! SUCK!" he yelled, slamming up into her face with his throbbing cock.
Desperate, her eyes bulging, her face red, she sank her teeth into the base of his cock, biting down hard in one last attempt to free herself.
"OOOOOWWWWW!" Alex screamed, relinquishing his grip on her head.
Jennifer raised her head, her eyes brilliant, glazed with lust. She had loved it! Thrilled to it! Her entire body was alive as never before. Her cunt muscles pulsed, greasing her empty pussy, priming it for his cock.
"I'm going to eat you up, Alex," she gurgled, saliva trapped in her throat. She fell back on his prick, taking it into her mouth. She sucked, her tongue swirling around his thick rounded cockhead. She wanted his cock in her throat, as she had seen Kate do with Elliot.
She gobbled on his prick, her teeth scraping along his sensitive cockshaft as she eased the bulbous cocktip into her throat again. She stifled a gag, relaxing the muscles in her throat in a wanton desire to engulf the whole length of his huge prick. The more she was able to accomplish now, the easier Elliot's cock would fit. She intended to show her husband that there was more to her than making dinners and keeping house.
"Oohhhh, shit, Jennifer!" Alex groaned, arching his ass off the bed in an attempt to drive his prick down her throat. He humped under her hot sucking mouth, fucking her face in wild hungry jabs. "SUCK! SUCK!"
Jennifer, holding the base of his cock in her tight grip, bobbed her head up and down, gulping his cocktip into her throat. Ready for all of it, she released her grip on his prick and slammed her mouth down to the base. His thick prick hair tickled her nose. His cock was buried in her throat! She was ecstatic, overjoyed with her accomplishment!
Holding her head steady, she watched his hairy groin come up to meet her face as he fucked her mouth in short violent jabs. She was spinning in ecstasy, her cunt ready to explode. With each upward thrust of his prick, she sucked, scraping her teeth against his stiff prickshaft as he pounded her gorgeous face.
She felt his long cocklance swell up in her throat, sensing he was ready to cum. The idea of having her mouth splattered with cum thrilled her and she waited, dying to taste his white creamy jism.
"Uggggggg!" Alex groaned, falling back on the bed, panting, trying not to spend his wad in her mouth. Her pussy was where he wanted to bury his prick and shoot his load of cum, not her mouth.
Jennifer whimpered, his prick shifting in and out of her mouth. She sucked desperately, imagining the taste of the white cum from his cock. Frantically, she bobbed her head on his cockshaft, crazed with the passion of sucking his cock.
"Nooooo!" Alex howled, pushing her away. "In your pussy," he snarled as she fell backwards, a half-crazed look on her puzzled face.
"I want to eat your cock," she growled. "I want your cum!" She started for his prick, but he shoved her roughly on her back again.
He climbed over her, pinning her hot tingling body beneath him, his prick poised at the entrance to her juice-soaked cunt. "I'm gonna fuck you, baby." He leered at her. His prick was soaked in her spit, and he was aching for a plunge into the hot steamy depths of her pussy. "I'm gonna fuck you senseless!"
"Yes! Yes! Oh, Alex! Rip my pussy apart! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She was frantic, ready to fuck him with every last ounce of strength she possessed. She clawed his muscular arms with her painted nails. "Fuck meeeee!"
"Yesssss, you horny bitch!" A hard look crossed his face as he slammed his prick into her hot wriggling body.
"Ayyyieeee!" she screamed as his cock pierced her puffy cuntlips and sank into the seething depths of her cunt. "Ohhhh!" She arched up, drawing his cock in one quick motion into her hot greedy pussy. She churned her ass in the air, grinding her clit on his hard prick.
Alex shoved his prick deep into her wildly bucking cunt. He pulled his cock out, torturing the frantic housewife the way she had been torturing him all evening.
"Noooooo!" she wailed, unwilling to lose his prick, now that she had felt it inside her cunt.
She clung to him, bringing her body to his cock, trying to squirm it back inside her hot pussy.
"Put it in meeee!" she sobbed, raking his back with her long sharp nails. Her legs snaked around his hips, pulling and tugging on his body, trying to get his magnificent prick back into her pulsing wet cunt.
"You got it," he growled, ramming his massive cocklance into her pussy as she lunged up to meet him. He felt the tugging muscles of her pussy swallow his prick, pulsating against his prickshaft, greasing it with creamy cunt juices that clung to his cock. He slammed at her body, his prick stabbing into the cottony softness of her clinging pussy.
"Ohhhh, fucking, GOD!" she screamed, twisting and rolling her hips in an effort to swallow up his entire body inside her hungry pussy. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" She was hysterical and her body was scorching hot. She rubbed and pressed her cunt against his hard masculine frame, her flesh turning pink from the rough abrasive contact.
He slammed at her pussy flesh in a flurry of vicious jabs, taking them both quickly to the summit and their awaiting orgasms.
"Un! Un! Un!" he grunted each time his swollen prick pierced the hot slit of her pussy mound. He thrust his prick into her cunt, grinding his hard cocklance into her stiff clit.
"Yyyiiieeeee!" Jennifer shrieked, her body hovering at the edge of insanity, only moments away from being cast into the hot wet kaleidoscopic world of orgasm.
She lurched up at him in masochistic lunges that brought her exquisite pain and pleasure, blending together and launching her over the precipice into her orgasmic world. It was a hot and wild roller coaster ride into oblivion.
Alex followed her over the edge, exploding cum into her pussy as she climaxed on his spurting throbbing cock. Their hot fuck-juices mixed, forming a sweet bubbling concoction that gushed out from her pussy each time he rammed his prick into her cunt slit.
Hot jism splattered into her cunt flesh, shooting deep inside her pussy. He jabbed in her pussy in short quick strokes that kept them both at the peak for what seemed an eternity, then it was a wild ride down from the mountain.
Jennifer bucked and jerked like a mink caught in a trap, clinging to him as if her life depended on it. She clawed and kissed him, the sensations mixing in an orgy of pleasure.
"OHHHHHHH!" she cried out, her eyes rolling back in her head as her orgasm racked her body for the last time. She stiffened, trembled, then collapsed back on the bed.
"Unnnnn," Alex grunted as the last of his hot cum was milked from his cock by her convulsing pussy. He ground his prick into her cunt and held it there, tingling from the erotic massage her greedy muscles were performing on his slowly shrinking cockshaft.
They lay together and drifted off into a deep sleep.
CHAPTER FIVE
Ellen Wells stood in the doorway, staring at the naked figures of her husband, Alex, and their sexy neighbor, Jennifer. She coughed to get their attention.
Jennifer stirred, her arm flung across Alex's bare chest as they dozed. "Mmmmmmm," she moaned almost inaudibly as she snuggled closer to Alex's hard muscular body.
Ellen coughed again. This time, Jennifer opened her eyes.
"Ohhhh, my GOD!" Jennifer cried, trying to get away from Alex and cover her naked body. "Alex! ALEX! It's Ellen! Jesus Christ!" She pulled the spread over her trembling body, her eyes showing fear as she stared at Ellen, who had not moved from the doorway.
A devilish grin flooded Alex's handsome face as he opened his eyes. He saw Ellen and waved. "Christ, Ellen, you're scaring the shit out of Jennifer. Why don't you go home?"
Jennifer looked unbelievingly at Alex. He didn't seem at all upset about being caught in bed with another woman by his wife.
"ALEX! Do something!" Jennifer insisted.
Alex looked at his wife. "She wants me to do something."
"Then, do it, Alex," Ellen said, enjoying Jennifer's discomfort and obvious dismay. Ellen walked across the room, swinging her hips in an exaggerated fashion. She sat on the edge of the bed and leered openly at them. "You don't have to hide your body, Jennifer."
"What? What's going... on?" Jennifer asked.
"Should I tell, or will you, Alex?" Ellen said.
"You, hon," Alex said. "I'm still a little pooped out from fucking her."
"Ohhhhhh!" Jennifer gasped. "It wasn't like you might think. It just happened. I'm... I'm... sorry... "
"Don't be sorry, Jennifer," Ellen said. "I'm not mad at you. Surprised maybe, but not mad."
Jennifer was dumbfounded by Ellen's calm reaction to catching her in bed with Alex. "It'll never happen," she vowed.
Ellen rested her hand on Jennifer's knee. "You don't understand. I don't care. I never thought you were the type. You always seemed so damn chilly and aloof to everything sexual."
"You... mean... you're not mad... about Alex and... me?" she stammered.
"Shit no, Jennifer. Pleasantly happy. What looked like an otherwise dull evening is going to turn into quite a ball."
Puzzled, Jennifer looked at Ellen, then at Alex, who was sitting, leaning against the back of the bed. "I don't understand."
Alex grinned. "You will before the night's over. You can count on it."
"Don't be smart," Ellen said, leering at her husband. "I'd just like to know how you got this gorgeous hunk of female flesh into bed. And where's her husband?"
"To answer your first question," Alex began, as if Jennifer wasn't there, "it was Jenny who lured me into bed. You should have seen what she was wearing when I came over."
"This lace outfit on the floor?"
"Yeah."
Jennifer was listening to the conversation, not believing a word of it. "I'm dreaming," she said aloud.
"You're not dreaming," Alex said. He took her hand and placed it on his lap. "Does this feel like you're dreaming?"
Jennifer quickly pulled her hand away, afraid that Ellen was going to attack her.
"Where's Elliot?" Ellen asked again.
The evening was too much. Jennifer's senses were reeling. Everything seemed so unreal, but at the same time, more real than at any other time in her life. She released the spread and it dropped away from her tits. They jutted out, much to Alex's and Ellen's delight.
"He's not coming home tonight," she said flatly.
"Did you two have a fight?" Ellen asked. She was ogling Jennifer's gorgeous tits. The sight of the two huge creamy mounds of tit flesh was making her body ripple with excitement.
"Sort of," Jennifer said. "I went to his office today and found him fucking Kate."
"Ohhhh. So you're getting even by fucking my husband, huh?" Ellen said, her mouth watering for Jennifer's tits.
"It's not like that at all," Jennifer protested, not really knowing what to say. "He called and said he wouldn't be home tonight, and Alex came over at... I guess, the wrong time."
"Shit," Alex said, taking Jennifer's hand again, trying to get her to play with his cock. "It was the right time, the perfect time."
"I can see that," Ellen said, a hot leer on her face. She ran her fingers through her long dark red hair. "We've talked about you a lot, Jennifer."
"What about?" Jennifer asked innocently, unable to imagine why.
"How you'd be in bed - if the icicles on your pussy were ever melted away," Ellen said.
"They're definitely melted away," Alex said, a wide grin on his handsome face. "I can attest to it."
Jennifer's shocked and bewildered eyes darted from Ellen to Alex, then back again. "Why would you be interested in how I am in bed?" she asked.
Ellen began caressing Jennifer's leg through the spread, her eyes glued to Jennifer's large milky tits. "I think you're the sexiest woman in the neighborhood," she sighed, her cunt aching for Jennifer's mouth.
She stared at Ellen, who was still rubbing her leg. "What... what are you doing?"
"Nothing yet," Ellen purred. She winked. "Why don't you fuck her again, Alex? I'd love to watch."
"NO!" Jennifer said, shaking her head.
"Don't be a prude," Alex said, grabbing Jennifer in his arms and pulling her back onto the bed. He covered her mouth with his own, his tongue snaking between her parted lips.
Jennifer struggled against his hard muscular body, frightened, yet strangely drawn to these two horny people. She stopped fighting. If Ellen wanted a show, she would give it to her. She wrapped her arms around Alex's neck and kissed him back, squirming her body as she pushed the spread away, exposing her hot tingling flesh to Ellen's lustful stare.
"Yesssssss!" Ellen moaned as she watched her husband and Jennifer kiss passionately on the bed, their naked bodies grinding together excitedly. She ran her hand between them, feeling the hardness of Alex's cock as his strength was renewed by the excitement of living one of his fantasies.
Jennifer spasmed as she felt Ellen's exploring hand on her flesh. She stopped grinding into Alex, allowing Ellen room to play with his prick. It was exciting, yet Ellen's hand on her flesh was something she didn't really want.
Groaning from Jennifer's hot passionate kiss and his wife's hand on his throbbing cock, Alex squirmed out of Jennifer's clinging arms. He rolled Jennifer on her backhand stroked his finger through her pussy, making a frothy soup from her bubbling cunt juices.
"Unnnnnnn," Jennifer sighed, rocking against his fingers. She looked at Ellen. Having her here while Alex finger-fucked her cunt seemed to add a new dimension to the eroticism. She gasped, fucking Alex's fingers, wanting them buried inside her pussy. "FINGER-FUCK ME!"
"Yes, Alex," Ellen moaned, her eyes riveted to Jennifer's pussy. "Finger-fuck our sweet horny neighbor."
Alex plunged his fingers deeper into Jennifer's receptive pussy, making her howl in pleasure. Her pussy clasped his probing fingers. He pushed against her clinging wet cunt walls, digging his fingers into the sponginess of her hot pussy flesh.
"Ohhhhh!" Jennifer cried, working her ass in frantic circles on the bed as Alex finger-fucked her pussy and Ellen watched. Jennifer grasped her jiggling tits. She held them in her hands, squeezing on the pliant flesh, making the nipples hard.
"Let me do that," Ellen said, her voice harsh with desire. "You lay back and enjoy."
Jennifer was dumbfounded and frightened, but yielded her tits to Ellen. She was too hot to resist the perverse temptation of being fondled by this beautiful woman. She shivered, her body quaking as Ellen's hands covered the soft flesh of her tits, kneading them expertly as Alex made her pussy throb with his jabbing fingers.
"Ohhhhhhh, my GOD!" Jennifer wailed, not believing she was fucking with her neighbors.
Ellen released Jennifer's tits and stood up, her eyes blazing with lust. "Do you want to see me naked?"
Jennifer was startled and opened her mouth to say no, but it didn't come out that way. "Yes," she sighed as she fucked wildly at Alex's fingers. "Yes! I want to see you!"
"I thought you would," Ellen purred as she slowly undressed.
Ellen removed her clothes with a flourish, knowing the hot bitch on the bed had never experienced anything like this before. It was like fucking a virgin. She smiled at her husband as he expertly kept Jennifer's blood near the boiling point. They had a great marriage, sharing the women Alex seduced. Sometimes it didn't work out, but from the look in Jennifer's eyes as Ellen peeled off her blouse and skirt, this was going to be a memorable evening for all three of them.
Jennifer watched Ellen strip off her clothes in a seductive manner. Alex's finger in her pussy was turning everything into a hazy hot dream, and watching Ellen was like watching an erotic movie. Jennifer sucked in her breath. The hot pungent aroma produced by three hot bodies invaded her nostrils.
She knew it was perverse to be enjoying the sight of another woman, but Jennifer didn't care. Alex's finger in her pussy felt too good to be rejected.
"Hurry," Jennifer said, dying to see her neighbor naked, like herself. She squirmed against Alex's finger, taking it deep in her cunt as she ogled Ellen's fabulous body. Ellen leered down at Jennifer, twisting on the bed to the tune of Alex's finger probing in her pussy. Ellen slipped off her bra, freeing her voluptuous tits for Jennifer's hungry eyes. She slipped her panties over her full hips and down her thighs, kicking them across the room.
"We're going to have a ball," Ellen sighed, getting on the bed beside Jennifer, shaking her tits in her face.
Jennifer, in her innocence, didn't know what kind of a ball Ellen had in mind. For now, she was enthralled by Alex's finger in her pussy, expecting his cock to take its place soon. She felt deliciously naughty about having his naked wife watching.
"You want to suck my tits?" Ellen asked hotly, dangling her huge tits in Jennifer's flushed and excited face. "Lick my tits, sweet neighbor. Suck them!"
Jennifer, even in her fuzzy state of extreme passion, couldn't believe what Ellen was saying. She shook her head, her hips still gyrating against Alex's probing finger. "N... n . ., no... " she stammered, trying to fight the urge to take one of Ellen's magnificent tits in her mouth. "Nooooo!"
"Oooooh!" Ellen purred. "Sucking tittie meat is sooo nice. Haven't you ever sucked your own?" Ellen lifted her own tit to her wet flicking tongue, flashing the tip across her nipple, making it glisten with her spit. "You've got to try it." She leaned over Jennifer, panting, her big tits hanging over Jennifer's face. "Suck!"
"Yesssss!" Alex hissed, stabbing Jennifer's pussy, his fingers scraping against the sensitive walls of her juicy pussy. "Suck her! Suck her tit!"
Jennifer, passion boiling in her veins, found herself responding to the urgent cries of her neighbors. The sight of Ellen's tits inches from her mouth was overwhelming. She opened her mouth and trembled as Ellen placed a swollen nipple between her parted lips.
"UMMmmmmm!" Ellen moaned from the hot contact of Jennifer's mouth. "Chew my tit! Chew IT!" She was confident, knowing that the first step in Jennifer's mutual seduction with Alex had been broached and conquered.
Jennifer, her resistance gone, sucked like a wild woman on Ellen's swollen nipple, her tongue flashing across the hard tip. She rolled her tongue around, drawing as much tit into her mouth as possible. She gnawed at the tip of Ellen's tit, her teeth scraping the sensitive nipple as Ellen moaned breathlessly above her.
In her passion, Jennifer reached up and began milking Ellen's supple tit flesh, kneading and caressing her gorgeous tits.
"Unnnnn," Jennifer gurgled as she feasted on Ellen's soft tit and hard nipple, her ass fucking up and down on Alex's captured fingers as he gouged the spongy walls of her horny pussy.
"Ohhhhh, Jenny!" Ellen whimpered, her cunt contracting as the exquisite pleasure of Jennifer's mouth on her tit transformed her into a burning lust-Crazed piece of hot flesh. She pulled away from Jennifer's mouth. "Ohhhh, Christ! Let me do that!" She pushed Alex away from Jennifer's bubbly cunt.
Jennifer, her head swimming in desire, saw Alex relinquish her pussy to his hungry wife. "Ooooohh, nooooo!" she cried, not yet aroused enough to allow another woman to finger-fuck her pussy. "Don't!"
Ellen smiled lewdly at the twisting naked Jennifer. "You're going to love fucking with me," she promised, her fingers stroking the wet slit of Jennifer's pussy. She pushed her fingers easily into Jennifer's greased cunt, gouging the lining of her pussy.
"Ahhhhh!" Jennifer whimpered, too hot to stop her aggressive neighbor. She looked at Alex, saw the lust on his face, and knew he would not stop Ellen's probing fingers. She lay still, praying that Ellen would free her from this perverse act. It didn't help.
Ellen, sensing Jennifer was fighting her own passion, grinned. She knew the hot woman wouldn't be able to fight much longer. Ellen knew Jennifer's beautiful body would belong to her soon.
Alex stroked Jennifer's face. "Enjoy it, honey," he soothed. "This is going to be a night to remember." His cock was aching as he watched his wife plug Jennifer's hot fuckhole with her rapidly plunging fingers.
Jennifer's body responded to the stimulation of Ellen's expert finger-fucking. She gave in to her base instincts and relaxed, giving herself up to Ellen and her exotic fingers.
"Ohhhh, Ellen. You're driving me crazy! I can't stand it!"
"I knew you couldn't hold out much longer," Ellen groaned, delighted with Jennifer's acceptance. She took her hand from Jennifer's pussy. "Let's really fuck together." She scrambled up on the bed, falling into Jennifer's arms. "Make love to me, like you did to Alex."
"Ohhhh, yessss, Ellen," Jennifer moaned, clasping Ellen's supple naked body against her own. "Ohhhh, my God. You feel sooooo fucking gooooood! " Jennifer was swept into the forbidden world of sex between women. She stroked Ellen's smooth back, her hands tracing a path down to Ellen's soft cuddly ass. She caressed Ellen's ass, her own pussy pulsing for Ellen's fingers again. She straddled Ellen's thigh, fucking her cunt against Ellen's warm flesh.
"Baby," Ellen moaned as Jennifer's passion mounted. She began humping her own cunt against Jennifer's thigh, each soaking the other with creamy pussy juices. She covered Jennifer's mouth with hers and they kissed.
"Ummmmmmm," Jennifer mewed as her first kiss by a woman sent her reeling. It was so different, so exciting and erotic. She sucked hungrily on Ellen's tongue, then darted her tongue into Ellen's mouth.
"Ohhhh, Ellen. I don't understand," Jennifer gasped as they broke the kiss, their bodies glued together in a hot embrace. "I want to try everything with you."
"You will, Jenny," Ellen moaned, her hands roaming hotly over Jennifer's excited body. She eased out of her arms, kissing her way down across Jennifer's tits, lingering on her soft milky tit flesh and pink swollen nipples.
"Ohhhhh, shit!" Jennifer cried, rocking on her back as she caressed and nestled Ellen's head to her tit.
She looked at Alex, sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes dilated in passion. She reached for his prick, wanting to feel his cock while Ellen gave her new and fascinating sensations. She squeezed Alex's cock, making him groan as Ellen moved her hot eager mouth down to her belly and dripping pussy.
"Yes, Jennifer," Alex groaned as she played with his cock. He saw the puzzled look on her face. "Ellen's going to eat out your sweet cunt, Jenny."
"Ohhhhh, yesssss!" Jennifer spread her legs, her body trembling uncontrollably as she prepared to have her cunt sucked for the first time in her life - an act she had always thought vile and dirty, until now. "Suck me! Suck my cunt!"
Ellen, her face flushed a deep red, lifted her head. "Soon, my hot novice. Soooon!" Her words both soothed and agitated Jennifer.
"NOW! NOW!" Jennifer cried out, delirious with joy at the prospect of having her pussy eaten out, especially by a woman. "Ohhhh, fucking Christ! Suck me! Suck me now!" She brought her hands down to her cunt, spreading the hot puffy lips of her pussy, opening her cunt gash for Ellen's tongue.
Paying no attention to Jennifer's cries of passion, Ellen continued to lick her way down Jennifer's hot trembling body, her tongue soaking the tingling flesh as she moved. The heady aroma of Jennifer's cunt came up to greet her as she swirled her tongue through Jennifer's belly button.
She crawled between Jennifer's outstretched legs, gazing at the wonder of her beautiful wet cuntmeat. "Ohhh! It looks soooo delicious," she cooed, licking her lips in anticipation.
"Then, suck me!" Jennifer begged, humping her ass off the bed, dying to have her neighbor's mouth on her pussy. "For Christ's sake, suck meeeee!"
"Yes, my horny pet," Ellen purred, getting down close to her hot pussy. She licked up her inner thigh, inching closer to her gaping cunt-hole. She opened her mouth, taking the wet cottony folds of Jennifer's pussy into her mouth. She sucked. She licked. Jennifer went crazy.
"Aghhhh! Aghhhhh!" Jennifer wailed as she felt Ellen's hot greedy mouth on her pussy. She banged against Ellen's mouth, slapping her pussy into her face, soaking her with frothy cunt juices.
"Un! Un! Un!" Jennifer moaned, her hips rolling in frantic circles, her ass jerking as the new sensation of having a tongue probing inside her pussy drove her insane. She clawed the bed, her head lolling back and forth as Ellen sucked her cunt, drinking and gulping at the free-flowing juices that poured from Jennifer's pussy.
"Let her suck you too," Alex suggested to his wife, his prick hard, throbbing for a cunt-hole, any hole to stamp out the fire that was raging in his loins. Seeing his wife make jelly out of Jennifer was his greatest thrill, something the two had planned for months.
In the back of her mind, Ellen heard her husband. For now, she was content lapping on Jennifer's pussy, her tongue sliding along her quivering pussy gash and into the steamy depths of her cunt slot. She sucked on Jennifer's clit.
"OhhhhhhhHHH!" Jennifer screamed as hot jolts of pleasure raced through her body from Ellen's expert tongue-licking. She looked at Alex, her vision misty as Ellen darted her tongue into her pussy like an eel.
Jennifer fucked Ellen's face, driving her clit against her teeth, causing hot flashes and exquisite tremors to erupt inside her pussy. "Let me suck you!" she screamed, wanting to do the same thing to her beautiful neighbor. "Give me your pussy! I want to suck! SUCK!"
"Yeaaaaah," Alex groaned, wanting to watch the two beautiful women do sixty-nine together. "Let her suck you!"
Ellen, never taking her mouth off Jennifer's cunt, scrambled quickly around, straddling Jennifer's hot and flushed face. She lifted her head for a moment. "Eat my pussy whenever you're ready," she gasped. Then she buried her face back in Jennifer's cunt, sucking greedily at her flowing pussy juices and sucking hard on her aching clit.
Jennifer was fascinated by the sight of Ellen's cunt so close to her face. She was hypnotized by it. She stared, her throat becoming parched as she gazed in wonder at the exquisite piece of pussy meat offered to her by her hot and ready neighbor. She gripped Ellen's full hips, kneading the flesh as she contemplated sucking cunt. It was exotic, exciting, and she craved to taste the milky juices clinging to Ellen's swollen cuntlips.
"Oooooo!" she moaned, the idea of sucking Ellen's cunt sending her to dizzier heights. She pulled on Ellen's hips, bringing her pussy to her avid mouth. It was a tremendous feeling and she almost fainted as Ellen's hot pussy came in contact with her lips. She sucked on Ellen's cunthole wildly, her head spinning from the thrill of Ellen's mouth on her dripping cunt.
Ellen groaned into Jennifer's pussy as she squirmed her ass down, soaking Jennifer's face in her cunt juice. She renewed her sucking, wanting to drive Jennifer insane, wanting to cum off with her; knowing that in a few moments, Alex would be taking up his position behind her and fucking her. The only thing she didn't know was which fuckhole Alex would fuck. Ellen thrived, on surprises.
Alex watched for a few minutes as the two women drove each other insane with their sucking mouths. His mouth watered and he crawled to the head of the bed, his prick jutting out hard and strong,- ready to fill his wife's body while Jennifer sucked frantically on her pussy. He looked down as he eased into place, seeing the top of Jennifer's head, the crack of Ellen's ass, and their excited action. He stroked his wife's thighs, a signal that he was ready.
Jennifer, in her delirium, sensed Alex's movement on the bed and looked up, seeing his long cock and hanging balls. It was breathtaking and all she could do was watch, her lower body slamming against Ellen's face in a frantic effort to climax.
"Ohhhh, Ellen!" she cried. "He's going to fuck you! OHHHHHHH!" It was the most erotic sight of her life. She lay back and stared as Alex plowed his prick into Ellen's pussy. "JESUS CHRIST!" Her mouth dropped open.
"Uggghhh!" Ellen gurgled into the steamy folds of Jennifer's pussy. She lifted up, away from Jennifer's mouth, taking her husband's prickshaft deep into her boiling pussy flesh. She squirmed against him as he jabbed her cunt repeatedly, sinking his cock to the root with each vicious jab.
Jennifer, her mind blown by the sight, lay there with pussy juice smeared on her face as she watched Alex fucking Ellen's cunthole. She was caught up in the web of their passion as Ellen's mouth became more demanding, more eager as Alex fucked her pussy from behind.
"I'm going crazy! I... I... OHHHHH! Suck meeeee! I'm getting ready!" Jennifer screamed. She lifted her head, trying to lick his balls and greased prickshaft each time his cock came out of Ellen's gobbling cunt. She sucked Ellen's clit, licking anything she could reach with her tongue.
Ellen, her head whirling from her husband's cock in her cunt, jammed three fingers into Jennifer's pussy in an effort to get her to cum quickly. She jabbed her pussy in quick rapid stabs, matching the rhythm set by her husband.
Jennifer arched up against Ellen's mouth, never taking her eyes off Alex's plunging cock. "I'm COMINNNGG!" she screamed, her cunt boiling over and exploding on Ellen's mouth and her hard jabbing fingers. "AGHHGHHHHH!"
Ellen sucked on the slapping pussy hitting her face, wanting to finish Jennifer before she took the ride to the summit with Alex's cock. She stabbed Jennifer's cunt with her fingers and sucked like a maniac on her clit, sending Jennifer into convulsions.
"OHHHHH! SUCK! Ah! AH!" Jennifer went mad, thrashing and bucking against Ellen's mouth as she watched the blurring motion of Alex's cock penetrating Ellen's pussy, their fuck-juices dripping to her lips as she came over and over on Ellen's buried fingers and gobbling mouth.
Wave after wave of exquisite pleasure engulfed Jennifer as she bucked and twisted against Ellen's mouth. She fucked Ellen's face and hand as she crashed over the top, her cunt muscles pulsing on Ellen's jamming fingers. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she grayed out momentarily, losing sight of Alex's prick filling Ellen's pussy.
She jerked and twisted, twitching spastically as her climax ravaged her cunt. She screamed, her body taut. Then, as suddenly as her orgasm had taken control, it released her, sending her drifting into a world of light sensuous feelings.
Ellen, sensing Jennifer's release, gave herself up to her husband's cock completely, letting him carry her to the peak where Jennifer had just been.
Jennifer, sated, but completely absorbed in what was happening, watched as Ellen bucked and climaxed above her face. She saw the hot filmy fuck-juice on Alex's cock as he plowed into Ellen's pussy in short violent stabs. She grabbed Ellen's tits, holding them tight as Ellen climaxed.
. "Ahhhhhh!" Alex groaned as his prick exploded, drenching his wife's pussy. "CUM... BABY!" he howled, his cum splattering inside Ellen's hot clinging pussy.
Jennifer was enthralled, amazed at the eroticism of it all, as Alex's prick filled Ellen's cunt. Cum gushed from Ellen's pussy lips as Alex slammed into her cunt, the thick jism dripping to Jennifer's waiting mouth. She felt Ellen's mouth still on her sensitive pussy and twitched as Ellen trembled and jerked above her.
"OOOHHH, GOD!" Jennifer moaned, seeing Alex's limp prick slurp out of Ellen's cunt, the last few drops of his cum squirting on her face. She licked her lips as Alex dropped to the bed and Ellen rolled over on her back.
"I never saw anything so fantastic," Jennifer said to her exhausted neighbors. "Later, I want Alex to fuck me."
"Anything at all," Ellen moaned. "Only, let us rest awhile. I'm drained."
Jennifer nodded, licking her lips in anticipation. This was going to be one helluva night. She was glad Elliot was spending the night in town with his little slut secretary. Tomorrow night, Jennifer would be even more experienced and able to show him a better time.
CHAPTER SIX
Jennifer paced the living room floor, her tits jiggling freely in her halter as she anxiously waited for the workmen to finish in the bedroom. The sounds of their activities drifted down to her and made her pussy ache. Alex and Ellen had suggested it and the idea had thrilled her. The moment they left, after coffee this morning, she called, wanting it installed before Elliot came home tonight.
She rubbed her swollen tits through the soft material of her skimpy halter. She picked up the phone and dialed Elliot's office number.
Jennifer gritted her teeth, keeping herself from screaming at the bitch. "This is Mrs. Nash," she said, as calmly as possible. "I'd like to speak to my husband." She emphasized husband.
"Why, of course, Mrs. Nash," Kate said smugly.
"Hi, hon," Elliot said, coming on the other line. He felt terrific. Last night with Kate had washed away the frustrations of his six-month marriage to Jennifer. He planned on fucking Kate periodically, until Jennifer came around to becoming a woman, or they got a divorce.
Jennifer waited until Kate's line clicked dead. "I'm just calling to make sure you come home tonight," she said nastily. "I'll be home. Same time as usual."
"Did you have a nice fuck with your slut of a' secretary?" she snapped.
Elliot was taken completely by surprise. Never had she said "fuck," or anything close to it. "What?" he asked, not believing his ears. , "You heard me, Elliot! Is Kate a good fuck?" She was enjoying herself, seeing Elliot's puzzlement in her mind's eye. "I just want you to know it better be the last time."
Elliot was dumbfounded. "You know... you know?"
"Yes. I also know a lot of other, things. Like, how much fun fucking really is. I'm really surprised you never showed me."
"You... you... never gave me a chance."
"I will tonight," she purred.
Elliot gulped. It was what he had prayed for, since the day of their wedding. He picked up the sounds of the workmen in the background. "What's going on there?"
"Ohhh, you mean the noise?"
"Yes."
"I'm having a surprise put in our bedroom for us," she said, her voice dripping with erotic overtones.
"What is it?"
"You'll have to come home and find out-," she mewed.
"Did you mean it about... " He wasn't sure how to put it. The idea of Jennifer giving him her pussy freely was almost a dream.
"If you mean, are we going to fuck, the answer's yes." She blew him a kiss. "Bye." She lowered the receiver into its cradle gently, listening to the sputtering sounds of her excited and unbelieving husband.
"Ohhh, God," she moaned, continuing her pacing, feeling absolutely fantastic.
She shivered with the fabulous idea of fucking with Elliot tonight. She listened. There was no more banging or noise coming from upstairs. A smile flashed across her face. They were finished! She ran to the stairs, her tits bouncing erotically in her skimpy halter.
"You finished?" she asked breathlessly, coming into the bedroom and finding the two men beginning to clean up the room.
"Right," Jack Hawkins said, leering at Jennifer's beautiful body. She was wearing deep purple cotton shorts that clung to her full hips and stretched tightly across her crotch and belly. "Take a look."
Anxious to see it, Jennifer hurried across the room, oblivious to the horny stares she was receiving from the two men. She looked up and gasped. It was fantastic! The mirror on the ceiling was a stroke of genius on Ellen's and Alex's part and she was thrilled that she had it done.
"Ohhh, God! It looks great!"
"I'm glad you like it," Phil Marshall said, ogling her tits as they strained against the soft material of her skimpy top. He looked up at the mirror too, his mind imagining what it would be like to fuck this fantastically beautiful woman and see it all reflected above.
Jennifer's pussy began to pulse as she entertained erotic thoughts about Elliot. "I'm so happy you could get over right away this afternoon and put this up for me. I don't know how to thank you."
"I could think of a few ways," Jack said, his dark shining eyes leering at Jennifer.
Jennifer blushed, looking speculatively at the two ruggedly handsome men. A shiver raced down her spine. A game! A teasing game to get her pussy juices bubbling for Elliot.
"Like what?" she asked, trying her sexuality out on the two men.
Jack leered hotly at her. "Why don't you lay down on the bed and I'll show you." His dark eyes challenged Jennifer.
For a second, she wanted to. Two men would be something else, and the experience of pleasing them would be fantastic in her quest to keep Elliot from straying again.
"Ohhhh, no," she sighed, unable to give in to her urge, her moralistic attitudes still clinging to parts of her mind. "Would a cup of coffee help?" she asked, knowing that was the furthest thing from their minds.
They both nodded. Any time at all spent with this gorgeous woman would be greatly enjoyed. Besides, the longer they were here, the longer they had to try and convince her to fuck them both underneath her new mirror.
"Let's go," Phil said, taking her arm and leading her from the bedroom. "Coffee with you will be like having champagne."
"You're quite the flatterer," she cooed, enjoying the strength of his hand on her arm. She gazed at Jack and licked her lips. "You coming?"
Jack winked. "I hope so."
Jennifer's cheeks burned red. "I don't think so," she purred as she let the two strong good-looking men take her down to the kitchen.
She poured their coffee and made sure she brushed against them, allowing them to feel the softness of her body.
"Do you get many calls for mirrors above the bed?" she asked, sitting down between them and crossing her long bare legs.
"A lot of men and women like to watch while they fuck," Jack said bluntly, seeing if he could shock the hot saucy housewife.
Jennifer didn't flinch. Twenty-four hours ago, she would have probably run from the room and cried if a man had talked to her that way. Now, it made the juices in her pussy seep from their hot spongy walls.
"I know, I'm looking forward to fucking my husband," she said, giving them the same dirty talk. "It should add a lot of spice to our fucking." She licked her lips, making them glisten.
"I'll bet you don't need a thing to add spice to your fucking," Phil said, pulling his chair closer and dropping his hand to her bare thigh.
"Thanks for the compliment," she purred as his hand caressed her leg. "Maybe you should take your hand away." She pushed his hand from her leg, tingling from the hot contact by the brazen man.
"Do you fuck other men besides your husband?" Jack asked, his cock beginning to twitch from the conversation with this prick-teasing housewife.
She winked at him. "I think that's my business," she sighed, remembering Greg and his trailer, and last night with Alex and his horny wife, Ellen.
"What I think," Phil said, putting his hand back on her legs, "is that you get your rocks making men horny."
"You're right," she cooed. "It turns me on and makes me all mushy inside my pussy." She remembered the look on the faces of the two toll collectors. This was even more exciting. She stretched, knowing that her skimpy halter would rise, allowing some of her milky tit flesh to peek out underneath.
"Christ, lady," Jack groaned, wanting to grab her and fuck her right here on the kitchen floor. "You are one sexy bitch." He ogled her exposed tit flesh, rubbing his swelling cock bulge openly.
Jennifer's eyes widened as she lowered her arms. She gulped back her passion. She was hot enough now. The two men had served their purpose. She could boil in her own cunt juices until Elliot came home.
"I think it's about time you two gentlemen left," she sighed, her body liquid sex as she stood up, her hands on her hips.
"How about a nice kiss before we leave?" Jack asked, figuring it didn't hurt to ask.
"I think that's a terrific idea," she said, her face brightening. She bent over, exhibiting her ass to Jack's lustful gaze as she kissed Phil on the lips, her tongue darting into his mouth.
Jack rubbed her ass as he watched his buddy get kissed. He was surprised that she didn't pull away. He waited, knowing he was going to be kissed next and planning to get the most out of it.
"Mmmmm," Jennifer moaned, breaking off the kiss with Phil. She turned to Jack and snickered. "You shouldn't have been touching my ass."
The blood was boiling in her veins and her legs seemed to be growing weaker by the second.
"Now, be good while I give you a kiss," she said to Jack. She turned her head. "You leave my ass alone, Phil. Okay?"
"Right, lady," Phil said, drooling at the close-up view of her perfectly shaped ass and long slender legs.
Jennifer didn't believe him, and she didn't care. It was going to be over in a second. As soon as she kissed Jack, they would leave arid she could lay on the bed and look up at herself in the mirror, and get herself ready for Elliot's cock.
"C'mon, baby," Jack groaned, wanting her mouth against his.
She put her warm delicate hands on his face and lowered her mouth to his. She sucked on his tongue as he plunged it into her eager mouth.
"Unnnnn," she gurgled as his tongue swirled around in her mouth. She felt his hands go to her tits, kneading her hot pliant flesh through the halter. She didn't stop him. She wiggled her ass back at Phil, wanting him to touch her ass cheeks, as Jack had done. He touched her ass and she sucked deeper on Jack's exploring tongue.
With her mind whirling in lust, she moved away from Jack's mouth, panting shallow gasps as she tried to regain her composure.
"I hope you two enjoyed your little reward," she sighed breathlessly, her cunt pulsating wildly. "I'll put a check in the mail later today." She started to leave the kitchen, her legs feeling weak.
Jack reached out and grabbed her shorts. The flimsy material ripped and her shorts wound up in his hand, leaving Jennifer shocked and bare-assed naked, except for her skimpy halter.
"Look what you've done!" She looked at her purple shorts in Jack's hand, then at his leering face as he gazed, along with Phil, at the silken pussy hair covering the hot puffy lips of her cunt.
She looked down at herself and smiled. If they wanted to play a game, she'd go along with it. It was harmless erotic fun.
"Since you weren't satisfied with the kiss, I'll give you both a better look." She lifted her halter, pulling it over her head. She stood there, breathing heavily, naked except for her heels, her tits swollen with lust and her pussy aching for a cock. "Now, that's all!" She turned, giving them a look at her magnificent ass as she left the kitchen.
In her innocence, she honestly believed that was all, but Jack and Phil had other plans. They looked at each other and nodded. Jack was out of the chair first, taking off after Jennifer and catching her as she reached the stairs.-Phil was directly behind him.
"Where do you think you're going?" she asked.
"With you, baby," Jack said, scooping the beautiful naked Jennifer up in his arms and carrying her up the stairs to the bedroom. "We're going to christen that newly installed mirror."
"Ohhh, NO!" she screamed as Phil opened the bedroom door and Jack carried her in, dumping her on the bed. "LEAVE!"
"Not until we sample what you've been advertising," Phil said as he unfastened his belt.
Jennifer's eyes widened in shock. This couldn't be happening in her own house! She caught a glimpse of herself in the overhead mirror. The sight was fantastic and she gulped back her passion. She watched in amazement as the two men slowly stripped, as if they had all day to rape her.
"I'm going to scream," she threatened. But she was curious about what it would be like to be raped by two gorgeous hunks of masculinity.
Jack laughed lewdly. "I don't think you're going to do anything but enjoy the next hour or two."
Her breathing became rapid. Jack was right. She wasn't going to call for help. She realized that this was what she had wanted all along. She lay back and waited, gazing hotly at her reflection in the mirror, her cunt twitching as she imagined all three of them on the bed.
"How?" she asked as the two naked men climbed on the bed.
"Don't worry your pretty head about it," Phil said as they both crawled next to her, locking her between them, making an erotic sandwich.
Jennifer stared at the ceiling, hypnotized by what she saw; the two men, their long cocks against her and their hard muscular bodies pressing against hers. "I hope I'm going to like this," she sighed, trembling with apprehension and desire. "I'm nervous as a cat."
"Don't be," Jack said, covering her tit with his mouth as he moved his hand down her smooth silky body.
"Listen to my buddy," Phil said. Then he covered her other tit with his mouth, his hand following the path Jack had taken to Jennifer's pussy.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, her body beginning to twitch as she saw her tits being devoured by two men, who only a short time ago were complete strangers to her. She cradled their heads and reveled in their greedy mouths as they sucked her into a state of euphoria.
She moaned, biting her lip as their hands sought out her pussy. She spread her legs.
"Aaaaaaa!" It was all she could say as two hands fingered and teased her puffy pussy lips and wet oozing cunt.
Jennifer was enraptured by the erotic scene in the mirror. It was almost like watching three other people, only the exquisite feeling of their sucking mouths and probing fingers made her believe it was really happening to her.
"Let me have your cocks," she moaned, wanting to participate.
She wanted to do everything. It would make her a better wife for Elliot tonight, and cap the two best days of her life with a bang. After today, no more men or women - only Elliot. "I want your pricks," she growled, groping down their hard bodies to their groins and the large steel beams of their pricks. She grasped both men's cocks in her hands, jerking them both off as they sucked harder on her tits. "I'm going crazy! Oh, fuck!"
She thrashed on the bed as one of their fingers sank into her pussy, digging viciously into her cunt walls. She groaned, rocking on her soft ass as one hand probed in her cunt and the other hand pulled on her pussy lips and hard aching clit.
She bucked upward on their hands, wanting, needing more than a finger-fuck. She wanted to be filled with their pricks. "Fuck me!" she wailed. "Ohhhhh, Christ, FUCK ME!"
The two men released her tits, spit drooling from their mouths, her flesh soaked with their warm saliva. They pulled their fingers from her cunt.
"Suck us first," Jack whispered as her hand manipulated his prick, making the ache in his groin swell. "Right, Phil?"
"Uh, huh," Phil agreed, looking up as Jennifer fondled and massaged their long stiff pricks, one in each hand.
"Ooooooo," she cooed, licking her parched lips, dried by the passion that consumed her. She rubbed her huge tits against their legs, the coarse hair making her flesh turn pink and tingle. She glanced up at the ceiling. Seeing herself with a cock in each hand was astounding, and it thrilled her.
She looked back at their pricks, forgetting about the mirror, wanting only to concentrate on the hard cocks in her hands.
"Suck, baby," Jack moaned, getting tired of her fooling around. "Suck us off."
"Yessss," she whimpered, drooling over the sight of twice the pleasure for the same effort. "Get closer together."
The two men inched closer as Jennifer ogled their meaty cocks, her mouth watering. She straddled their legs, looming over their huge pricks, spit dripping from her open mouth. Her body was trembling as she lowered her head and kissed each prick sloppily, slurping on their bell-shaped cocktips, initiating each prick with her spit.
"Ummmmmm," Jack groaned, arching up at her mouth as she stroked his cockshaft with one hand while she sucked on his prickhead.
"Take it all!" All of it, you cocksuckin' housewife!"
She lifted her head. "I can't slight Phil," she said, smiling lewdly up at the two men. "I have to suck you both equally."
Jennifer's sultry voice teased and tortured the two workmen. She put her head back down, taking Phil's cock between her lips. She sucked on it, swirling her tongue around his sensitive cocktip, toying with his piss-slot.
"Uhhhhh," Phil groaned, watching with lust-filled eyes as he stared up at the mirror.
For a few minutes, Jennifer concentrated on Phil's tough thick prick, swallowing more of his pricklance each time she pushed her mouth down. She wanted to be able to easily take all of his cock, preparing herself for Elliot's huge cock.
She gurgled, the head of Phil's prick scraping the roof of her mouth and easing into her throat. With passion and determination, she gulped the whole length of Phil's prick into her throat, his cock hair tickling her nose. She held it there, breathing hard as her heart pounded.
"Ohhhh!" she gasped, taking her mouth off Phil's prick. She looked at them, her eyes sparkling with joy.
"Mine," Jack complained, his prick aching for her mouth. Seeing her swallow Phil's cock made him want to see her suck his cock.
"Right away," she panted, looking at Jack's long hard cock. Jack's prick was a little longer and thicker than Phil's cock, and it overjoyed her to be able to practice before sucking Elliot's monstrosity of a pricklance.
She lowered her mouth over Jack's cock, sucking hungrily oh his prick as her lips clamped tightly to his cockshaft. She slurped, greasing his prick with her spit as she eased inch by inch her tight throat. This time, instead of taking her mouth away, she began fucking his cock with her throat, taking in deep gulps with each quick bob of her head.
"Ohhhhh, yessss, sweet sucker!" Jack growled, his hips rolling as Jennifer fucked his prick with her mouth. He reached down, wanting to run his fingers through her long black silken hair, but Jennifer was already off his prick, her face red with passion as she caught her breath.
"Who wants to get fucked first?" she asked, spit dribbling from the corners of her mouth. She looked at them both, darting her violet eyes from one handsome face to another. "Well?"
"I'll wait," Phil said, climbing off the bed. "I enjoy watching a good fuck." He winked at Jack.
Jack grinned lewdly at his buddy, then turned his attention to Jennifer. "Looks as if I'm to have first treat." He stroked his prick. "If your pussy is half as good as your mouth, this is going to be fantastic!"
"It is," she purred confidently, trembling with the joy of fucking this stranger while his buddy watched. "How do you want it?" She was running her hand unconsciously over her thighs, soaking her fingers with her dripping pussy juice.
"Like this, baby?" he asked, lying on his back, a leering smile on his face. She scrambled over him and straddled his body.
"Watch, Phil," Jennifer urged, not wanting the other man to miss anything. "Watch me fuck your friend senseless."
"I'm watching," Phil said, his cock aching as he sat on the foot of the bed. "I won't miss a thing."
"Good," Jennifer purred, rocking her hips back and forth, causing Jack's cock to slide through the velvety lips of her pussy. "Unnnn!" She squirmed, greasing his prick with her flowing pussy juices, watching his cock as it appeared between her legs each time she slid back.
"Put the fucking thing in you," Jack groaned, squirming on the bed, attempting to bury his prick inside Jennifer's hot moist pussy.
"Mmmmmmm," she hummed, lifting her pussy off his prick and taking his thick prickhead between her pussy lips. She glared at him, her cunt ready to accept the invasion of his cock. Tossing back her head, she slammed down on his prick, filling the aching void of her cunthole. "Ommmmmmm!" Jack moaned, feeling his cock being swallowed up by her greedy pussy, its hot wet pulsing walls enveloping his cockshaft. He dug his fingers into her hips and moved her soft cunt flesh back and forth on his cock.
"Ooooooo!" Jennifer purred, her head reeling with passion as she let her body float with the fantastic feeling of Jack's buried prick. She squirmed her hips, taking his thick cunt-stretching prick deep, her tits jiggling erotically with the heavenly movement of her luscious body.
Jennifer looked down into his face and licked her lips sensuously, her eyes sparkling with fire. She reached down and raked his broad chest lightly with her nails. She loved seeing the thin trail her nails made as his skin reddened from her sadistic touch.
"Ugggggg!" he growled, arching up off the bed and slamming his prick inside her pussy. "Bitch!"
"Yessss! A bitch! A hot bitch that needs your cock." She raked his chest again, tossing her black shimmering hair back.
To retaliate, Jack grabbed her bouncing tits in his hands, squeezing the soft flesh until Jennifer howled in pain. He pulled her down to him, feeling her nipples press against his palms as her pain added zest to their passion.
"Ooooowwww!" she cried. "You'll rip my fucking tits off!" She struggled, but he was too strong. She wriggled, rocking her hips, making pleasure ripple through her pussy as the pain in her tits made her head spin. "Aghhhhh! Stop! STOP!"
Jack ignored the hot squirming housewife; catching his buddy's attention with a wicked grin. Phil understood.
Jack freed Jennifer's tits, his handprints emblazoned on her sensitive skin. He grabbed her by the neck, pulling her mouth down on his. Jamming his tongue into her mouth, one hand on her neck, and the other on her hip, he held her steady - waiting for Phil to climb on the bed and ravage the unsuspecting Jennifer's virgin asshole.
Jennifer sucked frantically on Jack's tongue while Phil climbed behind her. Wiggling her hips in a gentle rhythm, she wanted the freedom of movement Jack's hands refused her.
Phil eased behind her, admiring the beauty of her firm creamy ass. He ogled her, watching her squirm on Jack's cock, his own prick throbbing to fill her tight ass. He ran his hands over her ass cheeks and full hips, to her trim willowy waist, his hard prick brushing against her ass.
"Uhhhnnn," Jennifer moaned, tearing her mouth away from Jack's hard demanding mouth as she felt Phil's hands on her ass. "What... what's going on?"
"Relax, baby," Jack soothed, holding her down, her asshole exposed, vulnerable to Phil's long menacing cock. "Phil just wants to get in on the fun." He felt her body stiffen in panic, her cunt muscles clamping on his buried cockshaft.
Jennifer's eyes filled with terror. "Not my ass!" she screamed, trying to free herself from Jack's cock. "NOOOO!"
Phil gazed hungrily at her churning ass. "Yesss, honey!" he moaned, his voice husky with passion. "Your sweet baby asshole." He grabbed her by the hips, his thumbs parting the soft flesh of her ass cheeks, exposing her tiny ringed asshole. His cock twitched as he pushed it at her ass, his cocktip finding its mark.
"Oh, don't!" she howled, trying to escape from Phil's attack on her virgin ass.
Phil, oblivious to her pleas, slammed his prick into the tight muscles of Jennifer's asshole. His cock, thick and hard, scraped abrasively against the sensitive walls of her tight asshole as he sank the entire length of his prick in one violent stab. He grunted, feeling the pressure of her body trying to expel his invading prick.
"Honey, honey," he groaned, stroking her hips as he wallowed in the tightness of her ass.
"AGHHHHH!" she shrieked, her head snapping back, her eyes dilated in pain as the searing hot iron of his cock raged through her ass flesh. "OOOOOWWWW!" She thrashed against the two impaling cocks, adding to the pleasure of both men.
"Ride it, baby," Jack growled, fucking his prick into her thrashing bucking pussy. "Ride it good!"
"Yeaaaaah," Phil howled, his hands digging into the soft flesh of her hips as he held his cock deep in her ass, riding the violent storm of her twisting jerking body like a cowboy on a wild bronco. "Let it loose!" He slapped her ass, wanting her to fuck faster.
Tears filled Jennifer's dilated eyes as she wriggled and squirmed to be rid of their invading cocks. Harder and harder, she bucked and jerked on their pricks, mindless of the pleasure she was giving them. Her only concern was to gain freedom.
"Nooooo!" she wailed, feeling them begin to pound her body with their pricks. "Noooooo!" They were too strong; she belonged to them. Gasping, she collapsed forward, taking them both with her.
She sobbed, her mouth against Jack's throat. The pain from Phil's destructive ass-splitting cock was turning to pleasure, magnifying the joy of Jack's fucking prick, a joy she had blocked from her mind while she fought Phil's cock in her ass.
"Ohhhh, my God!" she cried, realizing that she was responding to the assault by two cocks. "It's fantastic!"
The overwhelming pleasure of their two pounding cocks sent her into ecstasy. She adjusted her body, wanting to feel the full extent of their pricks. She rocked and gyrated her hips in a rhythm that set the pace for the two men. In seconds, the three were synchronized - Jack and Phil steadily pounding the hot clinging fuckholes of Jennifer's body, and Jennifer plunging on their cocks as she rode the wild crest toward her first double-fuck orgasm.
Phil quickened his pace, his cock swelling with his hot boiling jism. He jabbed into her ass, his strokes more powerful, shorter, with a more demanding impact. "I'm ready!" he groaned, her asshole muscles bringing him rapidly to the summit.
"Blast me! CUM!" Jennifer cried, delirious to have the hot cum from his cock squirt into her ass. "CUM!" She concentrated on Phil, wanting to savor her first asshole fuck. She used her asshole muscles, tightening them around his driving cockshaft. "HURRY!"
"I'M COMINNNGGGG!" Phil yelled, jabbing, her asshole in mindless pursuit of his orgasm. His cock filled and erupted, squirting a hot flood up her asshole, a thick flood of cum.
"Aggghhhh!" Jennifer wailed, feeling the cum shoot up into her belly. She twisted and churned, glaring down into Jack's reddened face. The wonder of having hot cum sprayed into her ass sent her over the edge. "I'm COMMMINNNGGG!" Jack saw it in her face and felt her cunt explode. It triggered his own orgasm and his prick blasted her pussy as he slapped his cock up into her body with a speed and ferocity that was matched by Phil as he creamed her asshole.
"Harder! Harder!" she screamed hysterically as she thrashed and churned on the powerful cocks that were ravaging her fuck-holes.
Over and over again, Jennifer came on Jack's stabbing cock, her orgasm tearing through her body in waves of ecstasy. She bucked backwards, Phil's exploding prick filling her ass with cum. She used her body like a machine, taking and giving pleasure in a steady wondrous fashion.
"OoooHHHH!" she cried as the two spewing cockshafts drove her mad with pleasure. She felt filled with their cum and cum kept oozing from her fuckholes as they slammed into her vulnerable body. One last explosion erupted in her body, sending her into spasms. Twitching and jerking uncontrollably, she collapsed on Jack, the two cocks still violating her trembling flesh.
Phil was the first to finish. His cock was spent and he pulled it out of her ass. The popping sound of escaping air echoed in the room. He fell back on the bed, his eyes blinking as he watched his buddy finish fucking her cunt.
"Ugggggnnnnn!" Jack groaned, the last drops of his cum being sucked out by her pulsing pussy. He held her close, jabbing up in a last effort to finish. "Unnnnnhh!" He dropped back, his body limp, his cock shrinking inside her pussy.
"Oh, God!" Jennifer moaned as she rolled off. "I thought I was going to die for a minute." She looked at them both. "I don't know how I'll ever thank you."
"You already have," the two men groaned, rubbing their limp aching cocks.
Jennifer giggled. "I'm going to take a shower." She blew them a kiss. "My husband should be coming home soon."
They didn't need another hint. The two men were off the bed in seconds. They dressed quickly and left.
In the shower, Jennifer mulled over the fantastic episode with Jack and his friend, Phil. She was happy. Phil's cock had broken in her ass, making it easier for her body to accept Elliot's massive prick without too much discomfort. It taught her that, no matter what fuckhole she had filled with a prick, it was heaven.
She turned the water on hard, now ready for Elliot, ready to please the man she loved, in any way he wanted.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Horny for Elliot's cock, Jennifer ran around the bedroom like a child preparing for her first birthday party. She sprayed her body with perfume and threw a raincoat over her naked body and hurried downstairs.
She paced the living room floor, anxiously waiting for him to come home. She wanted so much to please him and show him that she was now ready to act like a woman and cater to him in every way. She heard the sound of a car and rushed to the window. It was Elliot! He was pulling into the driveway!
Jennifer ran out of the house before Elliot climbed out of the car, the bottom of her raincoat open, her long bare legs exposed. "Elliot!
Elliot!"
He smiled as his exuberant wife ran toward him. He also noticed her legs and her attire-strange for a warm summer evening. "You all right?" he asked, rolling down the car window.
"Yes, honey," she purred. "For the first time in my life, I'm all right."
"Explain the raincoat." He was becoming suspicious. She wasn't acting at all like the woman he married.
"What's to explain?" she sighed, standing beside the car as she slowly unbuttoned the coat, exhibiting her nude body, to Elliot's complete surprise.
"You don't have anything on!"
"I know. I want to show you what you're going to have for dinner tonight." She opened the coat all the way, her lush creamy body bared for his inspection. "Do you like it?"
"Yes... but... but... someone might see." He tried opening the car door, but she pushed her knee against it, keeping him inside.
"So. You ashamed of my body?" she teased, her pussy dripping as she modeled for him in the driveway. "No one can see, except you."
"You're... "
"What, Elliot?"
"You're crazy!"
"No, honey. Only hot and dripping for your cock." She stepped back, adding to the excitement. "Do you want me to take off the coat?" Her face was flushed with passion.
"No! No!" he said, shaking his head. "Inside. Let's go inside!"
"Not until I suck off your cock in the car. Don't get out, or I'll drop the coat,, and then everyone will see me."
Elliot remained inside, bewildered, but getting turned on by this completely opposite personality Jennifer was showing him.
He pushed back the seat, giving her the added room, if she really meant what she said. He watched her, still not believing it as she opened the door and climbed in.
"God, Elliot. Standing out there like that made me all hot and juicy inside my pussy." She took his hand and rubbed it on her cunt. "See!"
Elliot was flabbergasted. In the six months of their marriage, not once was her pussy wet. He had begun to wonder if her cunt had any life at all. He stroked her pussy, seeing the look of excitement on her beautiful face.
"I was right, huh?" she purred, throwing the coat open, her tits and pussy bared to anyone who might walk around to the front of the car.
"Yes, you're like a wet oven."
Jennifer relaxed. "I'm always going to be this way for you when you come home from work," she promised as he stroked and fondled her dripping pussy. "I've learned a lot about myself since yesterday, when I walked in and caught you fucking Kate."
"You... you saw?"
"Yes. It changed everything I ever thought about sex." She wriggled against his finger as he toyed with her pussy.
"How?" he asked, his finger sticky with her flowing cunt juices.
"I'll tell you how - and all about what I've been doing - later. Right now, I want to suck your cock." She reached over, her tits jiggling as she touched his crotch. "Take your cock out."
"Here?"
She licked her lips. "Here."
Not believing her, and deciding to call her bluff, Elliot unzipped his pants and took out his long cock. "Suck it any time you're ready," he said, believing this would put a stop to her strange but alluring behavior.
She gazed lovingly at his prick, taking pleasure in it for the first time. "It's sooo big and beautiful!" She slipped off the raincoat. Totally naked, she eased to the floor of the large sedan and looked up at her husband. "I want you to cum in my mouth, Elliot. Cream all over my face."
He could only stare as she wrapped her delicate hands around his hard towering prick.
"Mmmmmmm," she mewled, bringing her mouth to his cock. She encircled his cockhead with her lips, sucking and licking, her tongue doing a dance on his sensitive cocktip.
"Unnnnn," Elliot groaned, arching up off the front seat, his prickhead inching into her throat. For a second, he glanced around nervously, then succumbed to his wife's hot eager mouth. "Oh, Jennifer! Suck it! Suck my cock!"
Wanting to please him more than anything in the world, Jennifer opened her mouth wider, taking his gigantic cock down into her throat. Like a professional, she swallowed his long powerful prick, grateful for all the practice she'd had. Without it, she would never have been able to take her husband's Gargantuan prick.
"Uggnngg!" he groaned, twisting on the seat as Jennifer gobbled on his prick, taking it deep in her throat. He looked down at her, marveling in her beauty and astonished by her cocksucking technique. The fact that she had his cock completely buried inside her throat was mind-boggling, something he didn't understand. Kate was different, she was weaned on prickmeat, but Jennifer...
Stroking his prick with loving care, Jennifer applied everything she had learned from sucking Alex's and the workmen's cocks. She stroked her lips along his thick throbbing cockshaft, fluttering her tongue like a butterfly on his pulsing prickmeat.
"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, deep in her throat, as his cock felt as if it was going to reach into her belly. She sank her teeth into his cockshaft, making Elliot wince.
"Oh, Jennifer," he groaned, fucking her face, his prick swelling with his cock jism. "I'm going to cummmmm! Aghhhhhh!"
The words were music to Jennifer's ears. To taste and drink the jism from her husband's balls was all she craved. She picked up the pace, sucking his dick as it grew to enormous proportions in her mouth. Faster and faster, she bobbed her head up and down on his prick, needing his cum to help satisfy her burning passion.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Elliot grunted, jerking and fucking wildly at his wife's mouth. He reached down, his fingers curling in her black shining hair. He held her head steady, fucking her face with his long hard cock, the cum mounting in his prick, ready to be released at any second.
Jennifer wallowed in her husband's pounding cock, taking it into her throat. She knew he was about to cum. She sucked his prick, not wanting to be denied his cum, wanting every drop of his jism in her hot clinging mouth.
"I'M COMINGGGG!" Elliot screamed as his cock exploded. A thick jet of jism burst from his piss-slot, hitting the back of Jennifer's palate and sliding easily down her open throat. "AGHHHHH!"
Jennifer didn't have to swallow his first wad. She marveled in it, taking each successive load of his spurting jism in fast gulps, drinking cum as fast as he could squirt it. She held her mouth steady, his cum gushing faster with each powerful lunge. It filled her mouth, dripping from her clinging lips, down her chin, and over his pants.
"Ugghhhh," she gurgled, choking and gagging on the hot spewing cum that never seemed to end. She gulped and swallowed, her face turning red from choking on his squirting cock.
"OHHHHHHH!" Elliot groaned, jabbing his spurting prick into her face as he finished coming in her beautiful mouth. He fell back in the seat, his cock still twitching in her mouth.
"Unnnnnn," Jennifer moaned, the pressure to drink his cum gone, his stabbing meat beginning to shrink. It had been glorious, a magnificent experience.
She drew her mouth away from his prick. "You taste sooo fucking good, my husband," she said, swallowing some of the cum that remained in her mouth.
"Ohhh, Jennifer," he groaned, looking down in his wife's flushed face, seeing his cum on her lips and chin.
"Sssshhhh," she hushed. She licked his prick clean and climbed up on the seat beside him. "Your pants are all wet with my spit and your cum."
"It's not important."
"Now, I want to go in the house. I want you to see my surprise," she cooed, bubbling with passion and enthusiasm. Sucking him off had fanned the flames of her desire. "Do you want me to run in the house naked?" There was a twinkle in her violet eyes.
The idea turned him on, but he didn't give in to his exotic emotions. "Maybe some other time," he said, his head reeling with all the fabulous things he was going to do with his newly discovered wife.
"I'll be looking forward to it," she purred. She draped the raincoat over her shoulders and climbed out of the car, keeping it open just enough to keep her husband sexually aroused. She walked around and took his hand, shaking with joy as they walked in the house together.
Elliot groaned as they climbed the stairs. His psyche was experiencing a lot of new and stimulating sensations; a hot sexy wife, public sex, a surprise he couldn't even guess at, and her naked body revealed to him as never before.
"My cock is getting hard again."
"I'm glad, honey," she said, her pussy pulsing jealously for his cock. "Because, when we get in the bedroom, I expect you to fuck the hell out of me."
"I'm looking forward to it already," he groaned.
"Close your eyes," she said.
Elliot closed his eyes and allowed her to lead him into the bedroom. He stood there, his heart pounding as she undressed him. He wanted to see the surprise, but waited, not wanting to spoil it for her.
"Now, lie on the bed," she said, trembling as she stared at his growing cock.
Elliot lay back on the bed, shaking with expectation.
"Open your eyes."
Elliot opened his eyes, seeing his reflection in the newly installed mirror above the bed. "It's fantastic!" he shouted, loving it and knowing how much it was going to add to their fun.
"Oh, I'm sooo glad." She jumped on the bed with him, her tits bouncing erotically with her body. She grabbed his cock and stroked the strength back into his long powerful prickshaft. "My pussy is so gooey for your cock!"
"Ahhhhhhnnn," he groaned, squirming under his wife's exuberant manipulations. "Lie back on the bed."
Feeling his prick turn to steel, Jennifer fell back on the bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy ready to accept her husband's cock for the first time with desire. "Hurry, my darling, I need your prick in me soo God damn bad." She humped at him, wanting him to hurry.
Elliot wasn't about to rush. He crawled between her outstretched legs and admired her beautiful pussy, seeing her moist puffy cuntlips and her red glistening pussy gash covered with a thin milky film of cunt juice. How long he had waited for this minute! He shook his head, his cock throbbing as if he had been denied coming for months.
"Pleeeeease, Elliot. Fuck me! Fuck me!" She used her long fingers, stroking her pussy, spreading her cuntlips and delving into her hot pussy gash. "See how wet my cunt is?"
"Yes," he groaned. He bent down between her legs and kissed her cunt, his tongue flashing across her hard clit. He sucked her clit into his mouth and held it there, shaking his head from side to side.
"Aghhhhhh!" Jennifer wailed, fucking her husband's mouth. "Later! Later!"
Elliot took his mouth off her cunt. It was entirely true! She had let him touch her pussy with his mouth. He was convinced.
"You can suck on my cunt later, sweetheart," she purred, her blood surging through her veins. "We'll do all the things you want and more. I promise. Now, fuck me!" She arched her ass off the bed, exhibiting her aching pussy to her husband's lust-filled eyes. "NOW!"
Elliot, ready to fuck his wife, positioned himself over her luscious body and looked down into her face. It was like a dream come true!
"Let me put it in," she sighed, her hands going down between their bodies. She grasped his prick and stroked his long meaty cockshaft against her pussy, making them both tremble. "Ohhhhh, my fucking Christ!" She took her hand away, his prickhead now buried between her swollen cuntlips. "FUCK MEEEE!"
Elliot shivered, a hot shiver that turned his loins into butter and his cock into galvanized steel. "Yessss!" he howled, lunging forward, driving his prick into Jennifer's waiting cunt.
Jennifer's pussy swallowed his prick, taking it to the root for the very first time. Longer and thicker than any cock she had sampled, his prickhead touched and prodded virgin territory. Her legs shot out straight, then turned in- ward, wrapping around his lower back, her heels digging into his hard sinewy muscles. She clawed his shoulders, wanting him to crush her with his body, but he remained propped up on his stiff arms, leering hotly down into his wife's excited face.
"Ohhh, Elliot!" she whimpered. "You feel soo fucking good inside my pussy!" She squirmed urgently beneath him, anxious for him to begin pounding her pussy and getting them off together for the first time. "PUMP! PUMP!"
Elliot, still marveling at his wife's acceptance of his cock and her new erotic personality, held his cock firm, reveling in the strength of her pussy muscles as they pulsated against his buried hard-on. He eased his prick out, fighting her cunt as she tried to keep his cock within her pussy. He slid his prick back slowly, thrilled at the ease with which her pussy took his long meaty prick, greasing it with her perpetually flowing pussy juices. It was nothing like before, when he had to fight her for every inch, never getting the full length of his cock inside her lush body. Now, she gobbled his cocklance up like a hot woman, squirming and twisting with a passion he had only prayed she possessed.
"Uh! Uh!" she cried, jerking beneath him. She lifted up, taking his cock into her cunt on her own, impatient to begin the first real fuck of her married life. "Don't make me crazy! PUMP!"
"Ohhhh, baby," he breathed, no longer rational enough to contemplate his wife's new behavior. Her pussy was burning his prick, her body turning him into jelly. He bit his lower lip and plowed his prick roughly into her pussy.
"OHHHHH!" Jennifer wailed, thankful he had begun. She clung to him, her legs coiled around his waist as he began fucking her in earnest.
With long deliberate strokes, Elliot fucked her pussy, burying his prick to the root, then pulling out to the cocktip, all the senses in his body keyed to his tantalizingly tormenting strokes.
"Un! Un! Uh!" he groaned, driving his cock in. "Aaaaaah!" he sighed, sliding his prick out.
Jennifer wallowed in the glory of her husband's plunging cock and the long wild stabs he was forcing her to accept. Her body trembled, shaking for him to pick up the pace, but she held herself in check, wanting to follow the man she loved, not lead him. Rocking on her ass, she quivered each time his cockhead touched a new fascinating depth within her pussy. She kissed his strong arms.
"I love youuuu!" she sighed, his prick making her head spin. "Ohhhhh!"
Keeping his strokes long and powerful, Elliot increased the pace, slamming harder, his prick swelling in her pulsating pussy. "Unnnnnn," he groaned as she arched up to meet his pounding prick. "MMMMMMMM!"
Jennifer, taking to his more powerful and quicker pace, changed from passively accepting his cock to meeting it with powerful upward thrusts of her own. "Faster! Faster!" she cried, unable to wait any longer. She had waited too long.
Driven by his wife's urgent pleas, Elliot shortened his pounding strokes. Harder, and with more authority, he slammed her body into the mattress, his cock ripping through her pussy at lightning speed. He jabbed quick powerful stabs that swelled his prick and hit the bottom of her deep pussy.
"YESSSSS!" Jennifer cried, scratching his back until he fell on top of her, crushing her tits against his chest. She circled his back with her arms, holding him tight. She matched his pounding with her own violent thrusts, equaling his power and passion.
"UGHHHHHHH!" Elliot growled, his hands slipping down her twisting sides and under her fucking hips, to grab her quivering ass cheeks. He dug his hands into her ass flesh, pounding her pussy with his cock. He took her throat between his lips, growling and groaning.
"Elliot! Elliot!" she cried, delirious with joy at being pinned beneath his strong demanding body. "I'm almost there! Ohhhh, my God! I'm going to cum!"
Jennifer's words echoed in the room and rang in his ears. They were words he longed to hear, words that made him feel like a new man. He renewed his pounding, finding strength he never knew he possessed. Harder and harder, he fucked her twisting churning body, his prick swelling to new limits.
"MY DARLINGGGG!" she screamed hysterically, thrashing and bucking wildly beneath his hard frame. "Cum with me! Cum with me, NOWWWW!"
"I AMMMMM!" he shouted, not believing .it was happening. He slammed into her pussy, his hips moving in a blur, his prick exploding inside her tight sucking cunt. "I'm cominGGGG!"
"Ohhhh!" Jennifer shrieked as she lunged up to meet him. "MEE TOOOO!" Her pussy erupted at the same instant his prick exploded in her cunt flesh. Her cunt filled with his jism as wad after wad of his thick white cum splattered the hot pulsing walls of her pussy.
"Ugnnnn!" Elliot groaned. Her pussy clutched his exploding prick and milked it. He groaned again as her pussy squeezed his cocklance, and she came all over his stabbing cock, soaking it in hot milky cum.
Jennifer arched up, grinding her clit against his cock, watching it all happen in the mirror. Her eyes widened as she watched herself cum with her husband. The sight took her to breathtaking heights.
"OHHHHHHH!" she screeched, her clit exploding in a thousand tiny volts of pleasure. She rocked and jerked, losing sight of the vision in the mirror.
Elliot's mind grayed out, his eyes closing, his prick bursting as he felt her clawing his back. Jerking and fucking her pussy, he came again and again - a mind-boggling kind of orgasm he had never experienced before. His howls were muffled by her soft neck, but his passion was released in her pussy as never before.
"ELLIOT!" she screamed, her voice almost shrill enough to shatter the mirror. She seemed possessed, tossing and twisting recklessly about as she ground herself into his driving cock. Her muscles melted, her bones became liquid fire and she contorted beneath him excitedly as wave after wave of the most magnificent orgasm of her life raced through her body and drove her wild.
One hard lunge upward and she screamed, her body stiffening. Then she collapsed back on the bed. She held him, afraid of losing her mind as he continued to pound her spent pussy.
Elliot finished jabbing her twitching body, his cock drained, his body exhausted. "Baby, baby!" he groaned, coming back to the world of reality. "Never again, will I fuck another woman."
"Or I, another man," she purred in his ear.
The words sank into his muddled mind as they drifted off to sleep. It was something he planned to talk to her about as soon as they woke up.
Jennifer smiled to herself, knowing she had aroused her husband's interest. She kissed his neck. "Sleep, my darling. Sleep."