It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret, desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of everyday living. And often people are unaware of the dark passions which lie within themselves. Yet sometimes these passions are brought out where they cannot be ignored, and a person's life is changed.
Billie Baker is pretty, intelligent, and happily married. Yet she feels vaguely dissatisfied, and cannot understand why. It is only when she finds out, quite by accident, that her husband is fooling around that she begins to understand herself and her true needs and desires.
COME HARD, WIFE!-a shocking story about a young woman coming to grips with her true self.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Billie Baker walked into the bedroom to find her husband Rick lying in bed naked. He grinned when he saw her staring at his cock.
The shapely blonde slipped out of her robe and dropped it on a chair as she moved toward the bed.
"What a handsome sight," she said.
Rick had a whopper of a hard-on. It pointed upward menacingly. The weight of his prick made it rock slightly and the tip leaked whitish spunk.
"Honey, what a nice surprise," Billy said, climbing onto the bed.
"I thought you'd be in the mood to get laid."
Billie eyed his rigid prick with a mixture of suspicion and hunger. She knew from experience that her husband of two years would probably fuck her quickly and then roll over and go to sleep.
"Get over here, honey," he said now as she stretched out next to him.
"Honey, please give me time tonight," she said. "It's so much better when we indulge in foreplay."
"Shit with that. We haven't screwed in days. I'm horny as hell. Who's got time for fore-play?"
"Darling, I need it. Most women do."
"Bullshit." He ignored her big tits and simply shoved her legs apart and scrambled between them.
"Honey, not so fast."
In her heart, Billy knew it was useless to argue. He'd be in and out of her cunt in a minute or two. All she could do was endure it and then wait for him to fall asleep so she could masturbate.
"I hope you're wet," Rick said as he pointed his cock at her bristly-bushed pussy.
"I'm always wet, honey."
"Yeah, I'll give you that. Your snatch is always nice and wet."
"That doesn't mean I'm ready. It just means I'm excited."
"Fuck that. Wet is wet. It means you're ready. Why do you always have to give me a hard time?"
"Honey, don't."
"Here goes, baby. Ready or not, I'm coming in."
"Rick!"
Instead of fucking her, he bent down and shoved his face into her pussy. "Fooled you," he grinned.
"What a nice surprise." He hardly ever ate her cunt. It certainly felt good.
"You said you wanted foreplay-you've got foreplay."
His slick tongue played over her clit and poked into her cunt hole. Billie squealed. It felt wonderful.
"Lick my clit some more," she said.
He lashed his tongue over her clit a few times and then raised his head. "Enough?"
"No, honey, it's not enough. I need a good fifteen minutes of that. Don't stop now."
"Aw, shit, what a drag." Nevertheless, he continued swabbing his tongue up and down her gaping cunt slit.
Billie closed her eyes and fondled her tits. Rick so seldom ate her pussy that, even if it didn't last long, it was a real treat.
Billie Baker was a woman who needed lots of sex, but like so many women, she was disappointed in her husband. Rick was a good man and she loved him, but as a lover he was selfish and he took her for granted. It was as simple as that.
Now he made wet slurping sounds as he licked her pussy. Each time she felt herself growing aroused, he stopped licking and she had to start all over again.
She moaned to encourage him. "Darling, you're really turning me on."
"I better be. My jaw's getting tired."
"If you just keep licking my clit, I'll be ready soon."
"I can't keep this up. I'll lose my hard-on."
"Darling, I just love it when you eat me."
"You're sure leaking. It's getting all over my face."
"If you keep that up, I'll come. Then I'll suck your cock. You always like it when I suck your cock."
"Yeah, it's okay. Takes a lot of time though. I thought we'd just do the old in-and-out tonight, if you know what I mean."
Aware of his sensitivity, Billy chose her words carefully. "I'd love that, honey, I really would. But you're making me so hot, the way you're licking my clit. I'm going to be so hot by the time we fuck I'll just come like a bunny."
"You better." Rick wiped his face on the blanket. "Jesus, I'm getting wet."
"My God, you're a good cunt-licker. I think I'm going to come any minute."
Rick gripped her by the ass and shoved his face more firmly against her pussy. Billie felt herself begin to come, but then he stopped licking and instead rubbed his face against her soft inner thighs.
"I was almost there," she whined.
"My cock's going down."
"I'll bring it up again. Honest. I'll suck it good."
"You bet you will."
"Please lick me some more."
With an impatient grunt, Rick began tonguing her clit. But Billie was turned off. He never gave her enough time. He always rushed her and as a result her orgasm eluded her.
She decided to fake it. "Honey, I'm coming!" she shrieked.
"Thank God," Rick muttered.
"It's wonderful! Wonderful!"
He stopped tonguing her cunt abruptly. "Enough?"
"Mmmmmm, yes, it was wonderful. Really a good one."
He gave her ass one final pinch and climbed to his knees. "Now for the main event." He squeezed his prick. "It's still hard. Spread 'em, hon. I'm coming in."
"Wait."
"Huh?"
"Let me suck you first."
"Hey, I need to get laid and get some sleep. I don't have time for all this fancy stuff."
"But honey, I get turned on when I suck your cock."
"You already came once. How much sex do you need?"
More than you can give me, she thought bitterly. Aloud, she was contrite. "I'm sorry, honey. It's just that I feel so close to you when I have your cock in my mouth."
With an impatient sigh, Rick stretched out on his back. "Okay, if you wanna blow me, I guess you're entitled."
"Thanks, honey."
Deliberately letting her tits bounce as she moved between his legs, the horny blonde quickly took his prick into her mouth. She sucked his cock. Even as a teenager, she'd enjoying cock-sucking almost as much as fucking. As a youngster, when her girlfriends were complaining about the taste of jism, she secretly loved nothing better than taking a load of come in her mouth.
Rick had been her childhood sweetheart, and he was a wonderful lover in those days. It was just since their marriage that he'd become stodgy and selfish.
Now she lashed the rim of his cock-knob with her tongue and suctioned a few inches of his prickshaft into her mouth. She tried to be a good wife and a good sex partner, but it wasn't easy when she walked around with hot pants most of the time.
"Hey, that's enough," Rick said, yanking his prick from her mouth.
"But I just started."
"That's enough. I'm ready to fuck-and you better be, too."
He fucked her quickly. The whole thing was over in less than a minute. Rick kissed her good night and rolled over. He thought everything was fine between them, but Billie lay beside him pondering her problem.
"Hey, baby, you can do better than that. Suck it harder. Use those gorgeous lips of yours."
His name was Roy, and Billie had picked him up at a downtown coffee shop. About twenty-five and dressed in tight jeans and a sweat shirt, he walked with an arrogant swagger.
Now she was sucking his cock hungrily and she didn't even know his last name. She was naked. He had made her undress the moment they entered the motel room. And he started complaining about her cock-sucking the moment he shoved his prick into her mouth.
Face flushed and eyes shining with excitement, the cheating wife gazed up at him as she greedily sucked his prick.
"You're trying, I'll give you that," he said. "Lots of chicks don't even try. One of these days, you'll make a good cock-sucker-once you learn to open your jaws all the way."
"I'm trying," she said, quickly fastening her lips around his cockhead and sucking hard.
"Trying isn't enough, baby. What did you say your name was?"
"Billie."
"Take a little more in your mouth, blondie. You're good looking, all right. Those are some tits you've got there."
"Will you kiss them later?"
"Jesus, you sure expect a lot from a guy."
"I'm sucking your cock."
"And not too good, either."
"What am I doing wrong?"
"You've got to learn to take it into your throat."
"I can't. I'll choke."
"You gotta practice. It takes practice, is all. You gotta want to please your man, baby. I see by your wedding ring you've got one. I'll bet the old boy's plenty frustrated."
"No, he's not. Our problems are his fault, not mine."
"Keep sucking. I'll do the talking. Anyway, that's what they all say."
"All who?"
"How many times I gotta tell you to keep sucking?"
"I'm sorry. I'm doing my best."
Billy was so horny her pussy throbbed. She hadn't planned this affair, but now that it was happening, she wanted the fuck to be a good one.
The motel room was a dump. Roy had rented it for an hour. The sheets were-dirty and the toilet smelled. But as she sucked his cock, she felt her excitement mount. Roy was so masculine and animal-like. She knew he would make her come. She just knew it.
"You're still not sucking hard enough," he said now.
He took hold of her sun-streaked hair and yanked her head around. She winced with pain and tears came to her eyes. He seemed to enjoy her discomfort.
"You're really dying for it, aren't you, kid?" he said.
Billie lifted her mouth from his fleshy cockhead. "Yes, I'm dying for it. When are you going to give it to me?"
She knew she sounded shameless and cheap, but she didn't care. She couldn't talk that way to Rick because he was her husband. But Roy was her lover. Her lover! She knew she was romanticizing the whole thing, but the very word sent shivers up her spine.
"Why don't you fuck me now?" she said.
Roy smiled nastily. "I want you to beg for it."
"Why should I beg? You want it as much as I do."
"I'd just as soon come in your mouth."
Billie wasn't stupid. She knew he wanted to see her again. "But you won't," she said. "If you ever want to fuck me again, you'll give me what I need."
"Sort of nervy, aren't you?" Despite his snarling manner, there was open admiration in Roy's eyes.
Billie had nothing to lose. "Yes, I am. I happen to need to get fucked, and if you won't do it, I'll find someone who will."
"Shut up, for God's sake, and suck."
"Stop talking to me like that."
He yanked on her hair. "Keep sucking or you'll be sorry."
"I'm not afraid of you." Her voice quavered. She was a bit frightened. He was, after all, a stranger.
Roy grimaced. "Okay, okay, be a good girl and keep sucking. Then I'll fuck you. I promise."
It pays to be assertive, she thought as she worked as much of his cock as would fit into her mouth.
"Squeeze down here," Roy said, directing her fingers to the base of his prick.
She slid her lips halfway down his thick cockshaft and looked up to see if he approved. He was grinning and nodding, patting her head as if she were a puppy.
"Good girl. I knew you could do it. Next time, I'll teach you how to take the whole thing. I don't have time today."
So there will be a next time, Billie thought.
She was glad. Roy wasn't very polished, but there was something about him that turned her on.
She dropped one hand to his balls and squeezed them gently. Most men liked having their balls fondled. Roy was no exception.
"Suck my balls too, baby. Take them into your mouth like a good girl."
Billie paused to catch her breath before swabbing her tongue wetly all over his ball-bag. Roy grunted as he rocked his ass off the bed.
"Not bad, honey. Not bad at all. You're all right. You give a pretty good blow-job."
Billy felt shamelessly wanton, but strangely, not a bit guilty. She knew she ought to feel guilty. She was a married woman cheating on her husband.
I don't feel one bit guilty, she thought as she greedily sucked more and more of Roy's cock into her mouth. God help me, I don't feel guilty at all.
"Get on your knees," Roy said suddenly.
Billie was disappointed when he pulled his prick from her lips, but she did as he said. She knew what was coming. He was going to fuck her from behind like a dog. She liked the position, but she felt self-conscious about the pose in front of a stranger.
"You've got a pretty good ass," Roy said as he knelt behind her and prodded his cock against her sopping wet pussy.
"Put it in, please," Billy whispered.
"Here it goes, baby," Roy snickered, pushing the spongy head of his cock inside her cuntlips.
"Give it to me, please!"
With a grunt, he fucked in. "You've got it, baby. Now fuck it."
"Fuck me!" Billy yelled, the obscenity escaping her lips before she could stop herself.
"Shit, what a hot cunt you are," Roy muttered as he fucked into her.
"God, that's good! God, you're fucking me so good!"
"God's got nothing to do with it, baby."
Billie came quickly. As her orgasm engulfed her, Roy's cock continued fucking into her.
The next day, Billie sat at the kitchen table wearing a bra, panties and a shorty robe. Rick was at work and she was enjoying a lazy morning, thinking about the hours she had spent fucking with Roy.
Those hours with Roy had changed her life. She felt more alive than she had in months, and more womanly. The fucking had been great, and she intended having more of the same. And not just with Roy. She was determined to have a variety of lovers.
Now, as she lazily filed her fingernails, she thought about how much she wanted to get fucked again. In the midst of her reverie, she glanced out the window and saw the neighbor's boy, Pete Nelson, staring in at her.
She could see by the expression on his face that he had been there a while. He was obviously getting turned on by the brevity of her attire.
"Hi, Pete," she said with a grin.
"Hi, Billie."
"What are you doing out there?"
"Trimming the hedges."
"Isn't it hot in the sun?"
"Yeah, sort of."
"Want to come in for a Coke?"
The teenager hesitated a moment. Billie was delighted to see his eyes boring into her cleavage.
"Well?" she said.
"My mom will kill me if I don't finish this."
When the sex-starved housewife took a deep breath, her big tits threatened to burst out of her lacy half bra. She found Pete's expression both amusing and arousing.
"She wouldn't mind if you came in to cool off with a Coke," she said.
The husky teenager glanced toward his house. "Let me think a minute."
That morning Billie had awakened horny and she had planned to masturbate before she started fixing dinner. But why jerk off when a perfectly darling boy like Pete was available?
Obviously deep in thought, Pete continued staring at her tits. As she waited for his decision, which she knew would be to accept her invitation, Billy wondered if he'd be any good in bed. He was very young, and kids that age had a lot to learn. On the other hand, he would willingly do anything she wanted. And he'd be able to get it up again and again. That was one of the advantages of youth.
While he mulled her offer, she examined the cock-bulge in his crotch. From the looks of it, he was well hung.
"Come on, Pete," she said. "I can see from here you're sweating. What's the harm of ducking in here awhile?"
"I guess you're right."
As the boy put his hedge clippers away, Billie thought about how it would feel to be fucked by a teenager. She was only a few years older than Pete, but at this point in his life a few years was a lot.
She salivated at the prospect of sucking his prick. If his prick was as big as it looked in his tight jeans, she'd have herself a mighty nice feast.
A moment later when Pete walked into the kitchen, his face was flushed.
"Hi," he mumbled.
"Sit down," she said. "I'll get you a Coke. How come you're blushing? Haven't you ever seen tits before?"
"Sure, I have," he said, quickly averting his eyes.
"You can look. But I am wearing a bra and panties, which is as much as most girls wear on the beach. My, you certainly are staring a hole through me. I'm beginning to think maybe I ought to get another robe."
"No, don't do that."
After handing Pete a Coke, Billie leaned back in her chair and let her robe fall open. "What do you think of my tits?"
The boy grinned nervously. "They're beauts."
"How would you like to take a really good look at them?"
"Are you serious?"
"You're a sophisticated boy, aren't you? I mean, you've been around, haven't you?"
"Sure. Sure, I've been around."
Billie reached back to unhook her bra. "I've been feeling sort of depressed lately. My husband's so busy with his work and all. And I'm beginning to wonder if I'm losing my figure."
"You've got the greatest tits in the neighborhood," the youngster blurted out.
Billie modestly lowered her eyes as she peeled her bra away from her firmly fleshed tits. "It's nice of you to say so, but unless you've really seen them, I just can't take your word for it."
She thrust her chest out proudly. She knew her tits were magnificent. Pete's eyes narrowed as he stared at her. He started to speak, but then made a choking sound and said nothing.
"Don't you like them?" she pouted.
"Are you kidding? They're even prettier just hanging there."
Billie frowned and glanced down at her chest. "Oh, dear, I hope they're not starting to hang."
"I didn't mean hang. I meant... Jesus, I never saw nipples like yours."
With a giggle, Billie touched her nipples.
"You mean because they're so long and hard? That's because I'm excited. A woman's nipples always get long and hard when she's excited."
"I never saw anything like yours. Your jugs are incredible."
"I'm so glad you think so. That really relieves my mind."
"Man, oh, man, no one would believe this."
Still fondling her tits, the half-naked housewife rose up and reached for Pete's hand. "Come upstairs with me," she said. "I'd like to get more comfortable."
He was in a daze as she led him out of the kitchen. He kept his eyes on her jiggling tits. She deliberately swayed her ass as she walked in front of him up the stairs. In the bedroom, she sat Pete down on the edge of the bed. The teenager seemed more confident now. He brazenly draped his arm around her neck and hugged her.
"You can touch my tits if you'd like," Billie said. "I'd like it if you'd touch them."
"Jesus Christ, you mean it?"
She pouted prettily. "You'd be doing me a favor. My husband is so wrapped up in his work he hardly ever plays with them."
"I'll be glad to help you out," Pete said, licking his lips and reaching for her. Billie let out a wistful sigh as the boy's hands made contact with her tits. A horny ripple surged through her pussy. Pete was young and inexperienced. Different from Roy. But there was something erotic about the way he was touching her. Something basic and primal.
When he touched her nipples, she moaned. "You're exciting me," she said.
"You're exciting me, too," Pete said, flicking his thumbs over her nipples.
"What shall we do about it?"
"I know what I'd like to do."
"What would you like to do?"
"I'd like to kiss them."
"Is that all? Wouldn't you like to suck them?"
"You bet I would. And that isn't all," he muttered under his breath.
"Pardon me, what did you say?"
"I said I'd love to suck them."
This is fun, Billie thought. "Go on and do it," she said. "Suck my tits."
When the teenager's lips touched her right tit, a throbbing sensation surged through her pussy.
She felt herself moisten and she felt her pussy-folds stir.
"I must say, you know how to use your tongue," she whispered, lacing her fingers through his hair. "Don't stop. Suck the other one, too."
The cheating wife trembled with excitement as Pete sucked first one tit and then the other. Her pussy was sopping wet now. She could feel the hardness of her clit when she crossed her legs.
Pete was just a boy, but he sucked her tits like a man. His hands felt good too, and he kept them busy. He was a lusty kid, and Billie was getting more excited by the minute.
She held his head against her tit and breathed deeply. "You do that very well," she said. "Do you have a steady girlfriend?"
Pete nodded, his lips glued to one stiffened nipple. "Yeah, sort of."
"She's a lucky girl. Why don't you take your shirt off? You're all sweaty from being out in the sun."
"Yeah, okay."
When he peeled his tee-shirt off, Billie pressed her lips against his chest. He felt warm and sweaty and hard. She couldn't resist taking his hand and moving it between her legs.
"I'm all wet down there," she confessed in a deliberate attempt to further excite him.
"Can I touch your cunt?"
"Touch the crotch of my panties. God, that feels good. Feel how wet my panties are? Lord, it's slippery, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"Don't stop sucking. Here, I'll move my panty-crotch to the side so you can touch me."
Pete's face was hidden by her fleshy tits, but he nodded as he moved his fingers around her wet pussy.
"You sure are wet," he said with a proud grin.
"That's because you're such a good tit-licker."
"Your cunt's sure juicy."
"Don't stop. Here. I'll take your zipper down so I can touch you, too. One hand washes another, don't you think?"
"Yeah, sure does."
Billie groped blindly and they wound up rolling around the bed. She managed to get Pete's jeans and shorts off and was delighted to see that his cock was man-sized.
She gently moved the loose skin up and down his rigid cockshaft. His prick pulsated. It throbbed. It felt like a stick of dynamite about to go off.
"Christ, Billie," he said. "If you keep doing that, I'll come."
"I don't mind if you do. I assume you're man enough to get it up again."
"Sure. Sure I am."
She reluctantly released his prick. "I'm sure you are, but just in case, we'll cool you off a little!"
"Aw, Jesus," he panted as she plunged her tongue into his mouth.
"Take your hand away for a minute. I want to take my panties off."
When her ass was bare, she spread her legs wide and showed the boy her hairy cunt. He groaned as she wantonly touched herself.
"Do you think it's pretty?" she said, using one finger to slowly stir her cunt juices.
"Yeah, sure."
She knew he was lying. Boys his age didn't appreciate the beauty of a cunt. But he would before she was through with him. She was deter- mined to make a cocksman out of him before they were through.
"Now you touch me again," she said, moving her hand away and lying back on the bed.
Pete's eyes glittered as he hovered over her. He bent down, touched her pussy, paused and snickered. "It feels like hot snot."
"Stick a finger inside."
"Jesus, will I!"
"Go on. You won't hurt me. Put it all the way in."
On his hands and knees before her, Pete jammed his index finger into her pussy. When it was all the way in, he grinned.
"I'd sure like to fuck you," he said.
"We'll discuss that later. Move your finger in and out," Billie moaned, bringing her knees up to her tits and totally exposing herself to the teenager.
"How's two?" Without waiting for an answer, the youngster shoved two thick fingers into her pussy.
"Yes, yes, yes," Billie sighed. "Use your other hand on my clit. Rub it. Yes. Yes, that's very good."
"Are you going to come?"
"Maybe. Would you like me to?"
"Sure. Your clit's sure hard."
"It's my little cock."
"It's small, though."
"But very sensitive."
"Can I suck your tits while I do this?"
"Yes. Lord, yes!"
Billie threw her head back and whimpered. Between the boy's fingers and his mouth, she was soon writhing with excitement.
"Are you gonna come?" he croaked.
"Yes, I think so."
"The juice is pouring out of your gash."
"Don't stop. Whatever you do, don't stop."
In the midst of her passion, she mindlessly grabbed his prick and squeezed it. She raised her legs and tilted her ass up as the boy finger-fucked her and rubbed her clit.
Quivering with excitement, she pumped his cock vigorously. Within moments he came, soaking her tits with his spunk. At the end, he threw himself on top of her.
"Why'd you bring me off?" he panted.
"Because now we can get down to some serious fucking."
"Jesus, I don't believe this!"
Horny for more orgasms, Billie crouched over him and licked his limp prick. "It'll be hard again in a few minutes," she said, lapping her tongue around his cockhead. "I can feel it getting hard already."
After five minutes of steady sucking, his cock felt like a piece of steel again. Pete stared at her, obviously awed by her lust and aggressiveness.
She took his cock all the way into her mouth and swallowed around the cockhead. She was learning how to suck a cock expertly. It was fun taking charge with a young kid like Pete. Billie was enjoying her new role enormously.
As she stroked and licked his prick, she reached up and fondled his tiny nipples. "I hope you'll be able to fuck me a long time," she said. "I need lots of time. That's why I brought you off before. So you'd be able to give me the time I need."
"I'll sure try."
She stretched out on her back and spread her legs wide. Pete excitedly crawled over her and grabbed hold of his prick.
"Can I fuck you now?"
"That's the idea, honey."
"Here goes."
Pete's face changed when he began fucking her. Before her eyes, he turned into a man.
"Honey," she panted as he rammed his throbbing fucker into her. "You're good. You're very good. God, I love it. Mmmmmm, kiss me while you do that. You're filling me up good."
"This is the best fuck I ever had. Christ, what a fuck!"
Billie didn't have to do a thing but lie there and shove her cunt back at his fucking prick. She elevated her ass with her hands and closed her eyes as his teenaged cock fucked into her.
She rolled her head from side to side, filled with longing and desire and hot need.
"Keep fucking me like that, honey," she said. "You're good. God, you're good. You're making me very happy. God, I'm coming already."
She came twice, but the boy kept pounding his prick into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and drifted into one climax after another.
"What a fucker you are!" she cried. "What a wonderful fucker you are!"
CHAPTER THREE
A week later Roy phoned and told Billie he wanted to see her. She agreed to meet him at a bar near the beach. She needed a good fucking and looked forward to seeing him.
Roy seemed glad to see her, too. As they ordered drinks and chatted, she could hardly contain herself. Her pussy was burning for a cock. Roy's cock.
"You look even better than you did last time," he said as they sipped their drinks.
"Maybe I'm just glad to see you."
"There's a place we can use not far from here. It belongs to a friend who's out of town."
"I'm ready anytime you are."
"Finish your drink."
Billie put her hand on his thigh. "Drink fast."
"You're a horny bitch. What's your old man like?"
"I'd rather not talk about my husband."
"Suits me. Personally, I'm a bachelor. No chick's ever gonna pin me down."
Billie fidgeted impatiently. "Do you have a car here?"
"Yeah. You can leave yours in the lot. We'll take mine." He drained his glass and threw some bills on the bar. "Let's blow this joint."
As they drove, Billie kept her hand on Roy's thigh. She was wearing a low-cut blouse and she had doused her cleavage with perfume. It wafted up to Roy's nose. He sniffed appreciatively.
"Is that pussy I smell?" he said.
"Are you serious?"
"I dig the smell of cunt, myself."
"You'll get to smell it soon enough. That's my best perfume you're smelling."
"I hate to wait." Suddenly he pulled off the road and parked in the back of an abandoned gas station. Billie giggled happily. "Hey, what's the rush?"
Roy put his hands up her skirt. "Let's start here, baby."
They french-kissed and fondled each other. Billie struggled to breathe. She wanted him desperately.
"Fuck me now," she said.
Roy chuckled. "Can't wait, huh?"
"No, I can't."
"Is your pussy good and wet?"
"Yes. God, when you touch me like that!"
"You're sure a hot cunt."
"I don't understand what's happening to me. I never used to get turned on so fast."
"It's me, babe. Me and my big cock."
It's anyone who isn't my husband, she thought. Being married is boring. It's as simple as that.
"You're right," she said, biting Roy's lower lip and rubbing his crotch. "You and your big cock drive me absolutely crazy."
"Pull your panties down."
"Here?" she gasped.
"Yeah, here."
"Are we really going to do it in the car?"
"Just like when you were freshman queen."
"I can hardly wait."
When her panties were off, Roy began fondling her cunt. He poked his fingers around her fuck-hole, and when they were wet with her juices he licked them clean.
"Want a taste?" he said.
"Not really."
He touched her pussy again. This time, he forced his fingers into her mouth and made her lick them clean.
"Do it anyway," he said. "It turns me on when you lick your own cunt-slime."
Billie dropped down onto the floor. "Let me suck your cock."
Roy snickered. "What the hell, why not?"
When his zipper was down and his cock was out, Billy fastened her lips to the tip. She peppered his entire cock with kisses and licked the sensitive underside.
Roy smiled down at her. "Bite it. Bite the head. Yeah, that's good. Now bite the rim. Lick it. Very good. It's nice and hard for you, baby, but I've got a mind to let loose and come in your mouth. What do you think of that?"
Billie gave his prick a tug with her teeth and jiggled his balls.
"I guess that means it's okay," he said.
Billie purred and took his prick more deeply into her mouth. Roy slid forward on the seat so she could more easily deep-throat him.
"You've had some practice since the last time we fucked," he said.
Billie nodded and again tugged on his cock. She held his balls in her hand and gently caressed them. Roy slumped down on the seat and took hold of her ears.
"You fuck around a lot?" he said.
"Some," she mumbled around his prick.
"Your old man got someone?"
"Not that I know of."
"Jesus, woman, let's get out of here."
"Come. Come in my mouth."
"Aw, shit! Here it comes!"
Just in time, Billie capped her lips over the tip of his prick. His jism gushed into her mouth.
"Aaaaahheee!" Roy groaned, jamming his throbbing prick into her sucking mouth.
Billie received his spunk with eager slurps. She loved making men lose control. She loved watching a tough guy like Roy tremble and groan.
She continued sucking even after his cock lost its starch. When she finally sat up again, Roy was grinning.
"What's so funny?" she said.
"You. You've got jism all over your mouth."
She hungrily licked the corners of her mouth. "Gone?"
"Yeah. Jesus, what a tongue you've got."
"Yours isn't bad, either."
"How'd you like a tongue-job?" he asked.
"I'd love it."
"Let me catch my breath a minute."
"I think we better not stay here. It's sort of creepy."
He turned the ignition key. "Okay. We'll go to my friend's pad."
When they arrived at the apartment, a tall dark man was stretched out on the sofa. Roy scowled when he saw him.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Roy said. His eyes on Billie, the man sat up. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your pretty friend?" He crossed the room and extended his hand. "My name is Kevin, and this is my place. Nice to meet you, pretty lady."
The room was filled with tension. Billie said nothing. Kevin had returned to town unexpectedly. Roy made the introductions and Kevin brought out a six-pack. After a few beers, Roy calmed down and Billy began to enjoy being the center of attention.
After her second beer, she was feeling pleasantly mellow. And when Kevin draped his arm around her shoulders, she turned to Roy to see his reaction.
Roy stared straight ahead, looking sullen. "You wanna take on both of us?" he said in his blunt way.
A chill ran down Billie's spine. "What kind of a woman do you think I am?" she said.
"Hey, honey, it's just a party," Kevin said. "Don't tell me a girl with your tits can't handle two guys at once."
"You don't have to if you don't want to," Roy said.
Suddenly Billie realized that she wanted to fuck both men at once. "I'll try it, boys," she said. "No rough stuff, though. Promise?"
Kevin began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Promise."
"Yeah, promise," Roy muttered.
Billie got to her feet. She felt unsteady and very aroused. "Let's go, boys. You do have a bed somewhere, don't you?"
She watched while the men undressed. Kevin was older than Roy, was better dressed and had nicer manners. Billie decided that theirs was a strange friendship. Roy was a tough, macho man while Kevin was every bit the gentleman.
As Kevin removed his pants, Billie noticed he wasn't wearing shorts. He grinned when he saw her gazing appreciatively at his prick. It was a good seven inches of magnificent cockmeat, and the sight of it made the horny wife even hornier.
Roy peeled his skin-tight jeans off and pointed his prick in Billie's direction. "Remember, you're with me," he said.
Billie dropped down onto the bed and giggled. "Don't be jealous. You both look mighty good to me."
"Hey, Billie," Kevin said, "when are you going to strip?"
"Maybe I'll keep my clothes on," she teased.
"Fat chance," Roy muttered.
"Why don't you boys do it?" Billie said.
"Why don't you undress me?"
She stood with her arms at her sides and let herself go limp as the guys undressed her. She was relieved that both men were treating her with respect and tenderness. Even Roy, normally macho and somewhat gruff, was on his best behavior. Apparently, having Kevin around made a difference.
Roy made a lunge for her bra, unhooking it and peeling it away from her tits. He glanced at Kevin proudly, as if Billie were his prize, his gift to his friend.
Kevin whistled softly as he stared at her big, creamy-skinned tits. Her nipples stuck out defiantly, dark and swollen with excitement.
"What a body," Kevin said.
"Her old man doesn't think so," Roy said.
Billie shot him a dirty look. "I told you to leave my husband out of it."
Kevin tugged her bikini panties down. "Don't pay any attention to him. His mouth is faster than his brain."
"Fuck you!" Roy said.
"No fighting," Billie said. "We're here for a party, not a fight."
Kevin reached for her and stroked the bristly curls of her cunt muff. "She's right. We're being selfish. Billie deserves better."
Roy frowned. "Okay, okay."
As Kevin stroked her pussy, he urged her to open her legs so he could see the moistness inside. Billie let out a groan when he shoved his face right into her crotch and licked her cunt.
They placed her on the bed. Kevin continued kissing her cunt and rubbing his cheeks against her inner thighs. The slight stubble of his beard felt good and his warm breath and soft lips and probing tongue felt even better.
He held her outer cuntlips open and exposed the erect lump of her clit. Billie trembled when he licked her clit. His tongue felt raspy, yet soft. She trembled again when he began lashing his tongue over her sensitive clit.
Roy scowled as he watched Kevin bury his face against Billie's pussy. With a grunt of resignation, Roy began feeling her up.
Billy sighed happily. It felt good to have two men fondling her.
Kevin used his tongue like a vibrator on her clit. Frothy whitish juice gushed from her pussy and wet his face. It didn't seem to bother him. He lapped her cunt juice up and swallowed it down as fast as it oozed out.
Meanwhile Roy was sucking her tits. The twin sensations felt wonderful to Billie. When Kevin held her clit between his teeth and drew it into his mouth, she shuddered violently. When Roy captured one of her nipples between his lips and lashed it with his tongue, she thrashed her legs out.
"Mmmmm, boys, it feels so good," she moaned.
"What feels good, honey?" Kevin said.
"All of it. Both of you. This is like a dream, but I love it."
Kevin laughed. "You're going to have to return the favor to us. You know that, don't you?"
"She knows it," Roy said gruffly.
"I want to," Billie said. "Don't worry. I want to suck both of you, I want both of your cocks in me. Somewhere in me. Anywhere. God, that's good'" Her pleasure and excitement mounting, Billie writhed and wriggled and sighed as the men worked her over. It was a treat to be sucked by two men. She wondered if they were both planning to fuck her.
God, I hope so, she thought.
Suddenly a powerful orgasm surged through her. It was unexpected, and it rippled through her for a long time. When she finally stopped moaning, Kevin kissed her clit one last time while Roy gave her tits one last squeeze.
"Wow," she said. "That was a whopper."
But instead of fucking her or asking her to blow them, the men changed places. Billie was delighted when Roy pressed his mouth against her pussy, and ecstatic when Kevin began licking her tits.
"This is incredible," she said. "You men are something else."
"I'm pushing my tongue right into your gash," Roy said.
"I know," Billie said. "I can feel it."
After her second orgasm, Kevin climbed to his knees beside her. "Had enough?" he said.
"I love everything you're doing. But, to tell the truth, I'd love to get fucked."
"Just what I had in mind," Kevin said. "I'll take the front and Roy here, who's an asshole-man, will take your rear."
"Don't you want me to suck your cock?" Billie said.
"Some other time, honey," Kevin said. "Bring your leg over here, onto my hip. That way I can penetrate that horny cunt of yours."
As Kevin fucked into her pussy, Roy worked his cockhead into her shitter.
"My God!" Billie cried. "My God, you're both in me!"
She hadn't expected the double penetration. When Roy fucked his entire prick into her asshole, the pain was terrible. She tried expelling his cock, but she couldn't move.
"God, it hurts!" she cried.
They ignored her pleas as they relentlessly rammed into her. When both men fucked in simultaneously, she felt as if she were being torn apart. When their cock-strokes became more savage, she almost blacked out.
Still, despite the pain and Roy's savage pounding of her ass, she loved it. She creamed around Kevin's prick, quivering with lust each time he penetrated her pussy.
"Don't ever stop!" she cried. "Please, don't ever stop."
She began thrusting her ass back at Roy's cock. He slipped an arm around her waist and pounded his prick into her. She loved taking on two men at once. Having two cocks fucking into her was incredible.
"I'm gonna come!" Kevin gasped.
"Me, too," Roy said.
Billie remained perfectly still as they flooded her with jism. By the time they were through, she felt battered and even a little bloody. But she felt well fucked. And that was more important than anything.
While they dressed, Kevin told her he wanted her to meet his sister. "Her name is Julie," he said. "And I think you two will have a lot in common."
"I don't have many girlfriends," Billie said. "I'd be happy to meet your sister."
Kevin chuckled. "I'll have her give you a call. But, knowing Julie, she'll probably just drop in on you one day. The more I think about it, the more I think you two will get along just fine."
"Why?" Billie said.
"You'll see," Kevin said with a grin.
"Yeah, one cunt meets another cunt," Roy muttered under his breath.
"Roy's such a cynic," Billie giggled. "But deep down, he's a pussycat."
"I ain't no pussy," Roy said.
"Remember," Kevin said. "Her name is Julie."
CHAPTER FOUR
A week later, Kevin's sister appeared at Billie's door.
"Hi," she said. "I'm Julie."
Billie was taken aback. Julie was stunning. Her hair was long and dark and her eyes were huge. But it was her figure that took Billie's breath away. She had huge high tits, a tiny waist and lean but shapely hips. Her legs were long and perfect. From head to toe, she was a magnificent animal. And she seemed totally oblivious to her own beauty.
"I'm sorry to drop in on you like this," she said. "But that's the way I am. Kevin said we'd get on. Got some coffee?"
Billie smiled politely. "Sure. It's still hot." She quickly poured two cups.
Julie seemed hyper. "Nice place you've got here."
Billie placed the cups on a tray. "Let's take our coffee to the living room, shall we?"
"Sure." Julie preceded Billie out of the room. "Don't mind me, Julie said. "I'm the jumpy type. Can't sit still for too long."
In the living room, they settled down on the sofa. Julie gulped her coffee and glanced around the room. "Sometimes when I'm in a nice place like this, I get the urge to get married."
"Have you ever been married?"
"No. I can't stay with one man long enough."
Billie lowered her eyes. "Did Kevin tell you how we met?"
"Yes. Don't be embarrassed. We all do what we have to do. Known Roy long?"
Her abrupt questions made Billie uneasy, but Billie liked her anyway. "Not too long."
"I hear you picked him up. Good girl. I say, use men before they use you."
"You sound like a libber. I like some of the things they stand for, but I could never be like them."
"Me either, and I'm not. A libber, I mean." She glanced down at her chest. "I mean, do I look like a libber, with these knockers?"
Billie giggled. "I have to admit, you don't."
Julie reached for a cigarette. "Sometimes men bore the hell out of me, if you want to know the truth. All they want to do is fuck. They lick your cunt a minute and think they're doing you a favor. Then they jump you, stick it in and bang away for a minute or two." She inhaled deeply. "Am I offending you by speaking so frankly?"
"Not at all. Now I know why Kevin thought we'd like each other. You've very blunt, but I like that. There are too many two-faced women around. That's one reason I don't have many friends."
"Me either. I don't have a lot of girlfriends, either. But the ones I have are special, if you know what I mean."
"No, I really don't know what you mean."
Julie stared at her. "No, I see you don't." Her eyes flickered over Billie's tits. "Are you the adventurous type? I don't mean with guys. I know about you and Roy and Kevin. I mean are you really adventurous?"
"I'm not sure I know what you mean."
"Jesus, I guess you don't."
The brunette finished her coffee and set the empty cup on the table. "I see you keep looking at me funny like. And I understand. I know I'm a knockout. It's no big deal. I was born this way. I enjoy being pretty, but it doesn't make me a good person. What makes me a good person is that I care about people."
"What does all this have to do with being adventurous?"
Suddenly Julie moved closer. Her eyes burned into Billie's. "I'm going to kiss you," she whispered. She pressed her lush lips against Billie's and slipped her tongue into Billie's mouth!
"No!" Heart pounding, Billie shoved her away. "I think you better leave."
Julie moved back to her place on the sofa, looking hurt, but making no move to leave. "Steady, girl," she said. "I get the picture."
"If you mean by adventurous, am I a lesbian," Billie spit out, "the answer is no. I'm not that adventurous."
"Why are you getting so excited?" Julie said softly. "If you're not tempted, all you have to do is say so."
Billie clenched her fists. "I'm angry. I'm angry that you would even think... oh, why don't you just go?"
Julie giggled. "I don't believe you. Any chick who swings with two guys swings with chicks, too. That's why I came here. Kevin said you were gorgeous and he said he was sure I could make it with you. He was right about you being gorgeous."
Billie's face reddened. "What do I have to do to convince you? I'm not a lesbian."
"Relax, honey, I believe you. You're not a lesbian. Neither am I. But would you like to try it? Just because you're a cunt-cherry doesn't mean you have to stay one."
Billie was speechless. The woman was brazen and insensitive. She couldn't be insulted. But despite those flaws, there was something likable about her. In her heart, Billie knew she and this strange, beautiful woman would become friends.
"I don't know. It's true I've done some crazy things, and in some ways I'm worse than you because I'm married and you're not. But making love with another woman is a perversion. I don't know if I could ever do it."
Suddenly, before Billie could stop her, Julie slipped onto Billie's lap. She wound her arms around Billie's neck. "I'm not too heavy, am I?"
Billy's heart pounded. She smelled Julie's perfume. She smelled her femininity. Julie kissed Billie's cheek. It was like the kiss of a schoolgirl. Sweet and pure. Billie relaxed.
"Don't get me wrong," Billie said. "You're lovely. If I was going to do it with a woman, I'd pick someone like you."
Julie kissed her cheek again. This time Billie blanched.
"Don't get nervous," Julie giggled. "I'm not going to rape you."
"That's one thing I'm not worried about. There's no way you could rape me."
"Such pretty blonde hair. Tell you what." The gorgeous brunette suddenly stood up and took Billie's hand. "Get up."
She sounded so authoritative that Billie had no choice but to get to her feet. "Let's go for a walk or something," Billie said.
"A walk?" Julie giggled as she started stripping her clothes off.
"What are you doing?" Billie hissed.
"Getting naked," Julie said so matter-of-factly that Billie giggled.
"Someone will see you," Billie said.
Julie shrugged and reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Two massive but firm tits spilled out. "Who gives a fuck?" she said.
"You could have any man you want. Why do you want me?"
"I told you. Men want to fuck all the time. Women know the score. We know what really feels good."
Billie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The whole situation seemed ludicrous. She flinched when Julie took her into her arms.
"Really, I want you to stop," Billie said.
"You're so tense. Do I really make you that uncomfortable?"
Billie's eyes automatically moved to Julie's magnificent tits. "Uh, no," Billie said.
"Then why not join me? We can just hold each other. We don't have to ball. Unless you change your mind and want to. What's the harm of just holding each other?"
"None, I guess."
Julie had Billie's blouse and bra off in a matter of seconds. "Your tits are sensational," Julie said. "Kevin said they were great, but he sometimes exaggerates."
Billie stiffened when Julie planted a kiss on the slope of her right tit. "That's not holding," Billie said. "That's kissing."
"Lie down, sweetie, Julie cooed, unzipping Billie's slacks. "You're still so tense."
Billie felt herself shake all over as Julie slipped her slacks down over her ass and towards her feet.
When Billie's slacks were off, Julie nodded . happily. "I see your collar matches your cuffs."
"Yes," Billie said. "I'm just a natural beauty."
"You bet you are." Julie licked her lips. "You have a pretty pussy, too." With deft fingers, she snatched Billie's pants off, leaving the highly aroused blonde naked.
"Jesus, you don't fool around," Billie said.
"We'll make each other happy, sweetie," Julie said, removing her own panties and climbing onto the sofa next to Billie.
Before Billie could protest, Julie was kissing her all over. She kissed her tits and throat and worked her way down to her belly. From her belly, she skipped over her crotch and ran a series of kisses over Billie's thighs, legs and feet. Billie was disappointed when Julie ignored her cunt and began licking her inner thighs. She knew then that she wanted the lesbian love as much as Julie did.
Billie closed her eyes and waited. Julie's tongue moved closer to her pussy, and her soft but firm hands pushed her legs open. Gently. Billie's legs moved apart. Her thighs were open. Her pussy was completely wet.
Julie kissed each of Billie's dimpled knees and for the first time touched her pussy. Billie sighed and began moving her hips slowly in a circular motion, responding to Billie's subtle caresses.
Billie closed her eyes and rocked her hips when she felt Julie's moist breath on her cunt slit. She stopped breathing when she felt Julie's lips on her warm, moist cunt. Billie cried out helplessly as Julie parted her cuntlips and exposed the inner folds of her pussy. Julie lifted the hood of Billie's clit with her tongue and proceeded to suck the tiny organ.
She sucked gently at first, but soon she was licking rapidly around and around the lust-swollen knob. She licked up the cunt juice gushing from Billie's fuck-hole. By now, Billie was panting and thrashing around.
Many men had made love to Billie this way: Some were expert. Some, like Rick, just wanted to get it over with. But Julie went at it with tenderness. No man had ever shown the skill that Julie possessed.
Billie lost all her inhibitions as she thrust her pussy against Julie's sucking mouth. When Julie jammed two fingers into her cunt and vibrated her tongue over her clit, Billie climaxed.
Whimpering softly, Billie tightened her grip on Julie's head. She imprisoned Julie's pretty face with her thighs and forced her to continue sucking.
Julie needed no encouragement. She slashed her tongue back and forth over Billie's clit and finger-fucked her with a vengeance.
Billie writhed her hips and gasped. "I'm coming again!"
Julie shoved a third finger into her pussy and licked her clit relentlessly, but just as Billie was about to come, Julie stopped.
"No! Don't stop!"
"Darling, don't be greedy," Julie smiled.
"I was there! I was just about to come!"
"Tut tut. It's my turn now. I want you hot when you eat me."
The brunette opened her legs and leaned back. Billie sat up, mesmerized by the sight of Julie's gaping pussy slit. Still trembling, Billie slipped to the floor and knelt between Julie's legs.
"It won't bite," Julie giggled.
Billie stared intently at her female lover's pussy. She felt unsure of herself and frightened. But when she touched Julie's cunt lightly, Julie moaned in anticipation. That moan and Julie's expression of raw lust spurred Billie on.
Billie did what Julie had done to her. She blew her warm breath over Julie's cunt and planted kisses on her hairy outer cuntlips.
"You've got it, sweetie," Julie said. "Now your tongue. Give me your tongue."
Eager now, her apprehension gone, Billie extended her tongue and flicked it over Julie's engorged clit. A thrill shot through Billie. It was going to be okay. She was going to like it.
"That's the way, baby," Julie said, opening and closing her thighs around Billie's head.
"Tell me if I'm not doing it right.' "So far, I've got no complaints. Mmmmmm, wonderful. I like that a lot."
Billie fastened her lips to Julie's clit and sucked it lightly. When Julie loosened her grip on Billie's head, Billie carefully inserted first one finger and then two into Julie's cunt.
Julie began squirming around and panting. Her ass was almost off the sofa now as she stroked Billie's long hair.
"Don't you love it?" Julie said. "Isn't it everything I said?"
"Yes, it's good." Billie eagerly licked and fingered the brunette's cunt gash.
"Touch me here," Julie said, taking Billie's free hand and placing it on her tits. "You're a natural. A natural cunt-licker."
What a compliment, Billie thought.
In truth she preferred being eaten, but making love to a woman was exciting, too. Especially when the woman in question was as wild and delicious as Julie.
Billie's face was drenched with Julie's pussy juices. Julie grunted and threw her legs straight out. The muscles of her thighs tensed. She thrashed her head back and forth.
"Go on, eat me to death!" she cried. "Eat me! Eat me!"
Julie let out a wail as Billie whipped her tongue over her clit. Billie squeezed her tits, fingered and licked her cunt. Julie threw her legs into the air and pumped her pussy into Billie's face.
Billie held tight, drinking down Julie's pussy cream as Julie climaxed. But Julie wasn't through. Her movements were frantic. She continued thrashing around, pumping her cunt against Billie's mouth.
She came again, and this time she locked her legs around Billie's face until she stopped trembling. When she released her, when Billie pulled her face from Julie's cunt, Julie was grinning.
"You've got pussy juice all over your face," Julie said. "You ought to see yourself."
"I've been initiated," Billie said, licking her lips.
"How did you like it?"
"I liked it."
"I told you. What do you say we get into bed now."
"You mean we're not through?"
"Hell, no. That's one of the benefits of balling with pussy. We don't have to worry about getting hard again."
"Hey, wait for me!"
In the bedroom, Julie positioned Billie on her hands and knees. Then she ate her from the rear. But this time, instead of finger-fucking her cunt, she fingered her asshole.
"Stick a finger in my cunt, too," Billie said.
"Like two cocks, huh?" Julie said. This is one time it'd be nice to have a man around."
"You've got your thumb in my brownie, haven't you?"
"Yes. And now my tongue is going there."
Billie wriggled her ass. "I can feel it. God, I can't believe I'm actually doing this. I always thought women who did this were bull-dykes."
"Well, now you know, sweetie. God, your asshole's tight. Mmmmmm, honey, I think I'll stick my tongue all the way in there."
CHAPTER FIVE
"I'm going to miss this cock of yours when you're away at camp," Billie murmured softly, her lips never far from Pete's swollen crimson cockhead.
The neighbor boy thrust his legs out. "Go on and suck it, Billie. Suck the come from my nuts."
"Billie tightened her lips around the groove under his cockhead. "That's my plan, honey. But what's the hurry?"
The teenager closed his eyes and threw his head back. His jaw dropped as her lips and tongue caressed his prick.
"I wish I didn't have to go," he said.
"I wish you didn't have to, too."
"My mom says I've gotta go."
"It'll be nice when you get back. We'll both be hotter, because we'll be separated awhile."
"Jeez, no one sucks a cock like you."
"Are you still seeing other girls?"
"Yeah, some. Jealous?"
"Not really. You're just a boy. Actually, you're too young for me."
"No, I'm not. You're young, too."
"Darling, I'm in my twenties."
"Shit, that's not old. Aaaggghhh, that's good!"
"Ssshhhh, baby. Let Billie love you up."
His cock secured by her lips, she ran her hands over his thighs and belly and up to his chest. When she touched his balls, she felt the vibrations inside. It wouldn't be long. Soon, his thick come would fill her mouth.
She let out a ragged sob when he fucked his prick into her throat. She held her breath and slowly released it. Then he shoved his cock in again.
"Jeez, what a mouth you've got," he said. "I sometimes like it even better than your pussy."
"I don't mind. I sometimes like sucking it as much as fucking it."
She swallowed around his prick when he buried his pulsing cockhead in her throat. She gurgled and controlled her gag reflex as he locked his hands around her head.
"Suck it, Billie!" he hissed. "Suck it good!"
She ground her nose into his cock bush and inhaled his maleness. His wonderful manly aroma. She held his balls in one hand and caressed him with the other. He threw his legs straight out and pressed his hands hard against the sides of her head.
"What a sweet mouth you have!" he hissed. "Jeez, I love the way you blow me!"
A spasm of ecstasy coursed through her. An orgasm engulfed her. It was unexpected. A bonus. She loved sucking his cock so much.
"I'm ready to blow," the boy said.
"In my mouth," Billie said, then she locked her lips around his cockhead.
"Not yet. I want you to suck me longer. I want you to keep sucking me."
"Darling!"
"Keep sucking, Billie. Don't ever stop."
"Cream me. Cream me, honey."
"Your mouth is so hot. So fucking hot. Jeez, what you do with your tongue!"
Billie slipped her hands under his ass as she feasted on his prick. She nuzzled her chin against his balls. And she sucked.
"Fuck it!" the teenager cried. "Fuck my cock!"
Billie slid her lips up and down his cock. She moved her mouth to the tip of his prick and then plunged down and filled her mouth with his cockmeat.
"Fucking Christ, suck my balls dry! Suck the fucking come out of my balls!"
Billie pulled her lips back to the tip of his cock, hesitated and then plunged them down to the base. When she pulled back, her tongue danced over his cockshaft. She knew that at any moment his cock would explode. She knew that his thick jism would squirt into her mouth, would cascade down her throat.
And, as much as she loved sucking his prick, she looked forward to taking his cum-load in her mouth. It was one of the joys of cock-sucking, drinking down a thick load of spunk.
Her head became a blur as she mouth-fucked him. She was determined not to gag. She loved every moment of the throat-penetration. Even when she had to struggle to breathe, she loved it.
"Keep sucking!" the boy hissed. "Suck it faster! I'm coming!"
Suddenly a hot splash of jism poured into her mouth. It hit the back of her throat and warmed her all over. Nothing was more delicious than thick, pungent-tasting cock cream.
Pete shuddered violently. "Drink it! Suck it! Jeez, fuck my cock with your mouth! Jeez, fuck it!"
He grimaced and his legs shot straight out as he rammed his prick into her mouth. Billie happily lapped up the jism, collecting some in the hollow of her mouth so she could savor it later.
The teenager continued ramming his prick into her mouth long after he stopped coming. His cock stayed hard, and Billie enjoyed his aggressiveness. Soon, very soon, his hard teenage prick would be fucking into her pussy.
At the end, she let him eat her. He greedily buried his face between her legs and licked her cunt like a hungry animal.
"Not so fast," she giggled. "Go slow at first. Just lick my clit. Lord, what an eager little lover you are."
"I'm gonna miss you, Billie."
"I'll miss you too, honey. But you'll be home before you know it."
Frank Barnes was an old friend of Rick's. He and his wife Laurie lived near the Bakers, and the two couples got together occasionally at parties and other social gatherings.
Billie had never cared for Laurie, but Frank was an easygoing likable guy. Big and rumpled-looking, his hair never combed and his clothes never pressed, women confided in him and men trusted him with their wives.
One night when Rick was out of town visiting his parents, Frank and Laurie drove Billie home from a party. Laurie, who was always complaining about some ailment or another, insisted that Frank drop her off first and then take Billie home.
When Frank pulled up to Billie's house, he left the motor running and turned to her.
"How about a little drive?" he said. "I'm too edgy to go home."
"I don't mind," Billie said. "But won't Laurie wonder where you went?"
Frank sped down the street. "Naw. She'll be sleeping whenever I get home. Or pretending to be."
They drove in silence for a while. Billie wondered how Rick was amusing himself at his parents' place. It would feel strange to be sleeping alone. Rick seldom traveled without her. She never once in all their married life had traveled without him.
Frank broke the silence when they drove onto the freeway. "There's not much traffic this time of night," he said.
Billie sensed he wanted to talk. "Tell me to mind my own business if you want to, but are you and Laurie having problems?"
Frank shrugged. "No different than usual. My wife hates sex. It's as simple as that."
Billie sighed. "That's unusual. Laurie and I have never been very friendly, but the few women I discuss it with want more sex than their husbands are willing to give them."
Frank grinned. "It turns me on that you're comfortable talking about sex with me."
It's because he's not threatening, Billie thought. Aloud she said, "Sometimes talking puts things into perspective."
"Can I be honest with you?" he asked.
"Sure, I want you to be."- "I'm horny as hell, Billie."
"Why don't you have an affair?"
"I've had them, honey. That can get boring, too."
"I don't know what to tell you."
"You could help."
Billie's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Frank Barnes was about to hit on her?
"How can I help?" she said.
"I've been hearing things about you." Frank's voice was soft and intimate.
"What things, Frank?"
"Things like you're running around on Rick."
Billie froze. She clenched her fists. "Why can't people mind their own business?"
"I don't know. But they don't. Anyway, I was thinking... why not me? If you're already screwing around, why not me?"
"Frank, we're friends."
"Who do you expect me to ball? Enemies? Honey, what's the matter with me? If you're fucking around-and I don't condemn you, because I don't know what's going on with you and Rick-but if you're fucking around, why not with me?"
Billie didn't know what to say. She couldn't tell Frank he simply didn't appeal to her. She didn't want to hurt his feelings.
"I've always liked you," she said slowly. "You know that. But frankly, I never saw you that way. You've always been just, uh, Frank."
"I'm a good cocksman. Hell, honey, take my cock out now and you'll see. It's a monster. Laurie says it's too big. But you like them big, don't you?" He turned to Billie and leered.
"Frank, please, don't."
"Take it out and see if it's not a monster. If you don't like what you see, I'll take you home. Honest. Just take a look at it."
Out of curiosity, and because she didn't want to hurt his feelings, Billie unzipped his fly and thrust her hands inside. She was pleasantly surprised. His cock was only half-hard, but it was massive.
"My, my, it certainly does feel big. Oh my yes, it's a big one, all right."
"What did I tell you?" Frank said with a proud grin. "That's right. Haul it out. No one's looking. Like I said, the traffic's light at this hour."
Billie brought his prick out into the open and continued holding it. Blood pounded through his thick cockshaft. Like everything else about Frank, his cock was thick and strong. Oversized.
"Laurie's a fool," she said, wrapping her fingers around the root of his cock.
"You don't know how nice it feels to hear you say that." Frank gripped the steering wheel with both hands. "Sometimes Laurie makes me feel like a fucking animal, just because I want to fuck her."
Billie felt her pussy grow wet and warm as Frank's cock stiffened. "You won't tell Rick what you heard about me?"
"Hell, no. Why would I do an asshole thing like that?"
"You're his friend."
"I'm your friend, too."
"Thanks. I was hoping you'd say that."
They drove in silence a while. Billie continued fondling Frank's cock.
"Come here," he said, draping his arm around her neck. "Beat me off. Then we'll go to your place and have a nice hard fuck."
"My place? We wouldn't dare."
"Why? Rick's away. He'll never know."
"That's true. But what about Laurie?"
Frank snorted. "She'll keep her mouth shut. Anything to keep from using her tight cunt on my dick. I don't know why some chicks get married anyway, except for a meal ticket."
"Laurie's a fool. Your cock is so damn big. I'll bet you're a terrific lover."
Frank's fingers grazed her tits. "Like I said, I do my best."
"You're playing with my tits. Someone might see."
"Get down there and suck my dick. Go on. No one's looking at us, anyway. They're all doing their own thing."
Billie hesitated. She was tempted to do as he said. She wanted to suck his cock. Suddenly his rumpled, unkempt appearance didn't matter. He had a big fat cock and she had a horny cunt. Nothing else mattered.
"Let's go home and fuck," she said.
"I'd love it, honey, but suck me off first."
"Will you be able to, you know... "
He snickered. "Get it up again? You bet. Say, I bet if all the chicks knew about my cock here, I'd be the most popular guy in town."
Billie inched over on the seat and bent down. When Frank changed lanes, she took his cock into her mouth.
"Oh fuck, you're doing it!"
It was bliss. Pure bliss. Sucking Frank's big cock while they sped down the freeway was wild and crazy, and Billie loved it. It was a new adventure with an old friend. An old friend with a surprisingly big prick.
"Jesus, I can't believe it," Frank said. "I've had plenty of wet dreams about you."
"Tell me about them. Tell me about your wet dreams."
"A wet dream's a wet dream. What's to tell?"
"It turns me on to know you've wanted me."
"All the guys want you. Didn't you know that?"
"No. I just figured that since I'm Rick's wife, the guys didn't see me that way."
"Little fool. You sure don't know men. We're animals, honey. The best of us. Fucking animals."
Billie licked his cock hungrily. She tried getting comfortable, but the steering wheel kept hitting her head.
"Are you close?" she said.
Frank grunted as he placed his free hand on her ass. "I could come right now, but I'd rather feel you up. Don't worry. I've got control. I'll let you know when I'm about to shoot my wad."
"Slow down. What if we have an accident while I'm sucking you?"
"So they'll find me with a smile on my face."
Billie giggled. "Me, too. Your hand feels good there. On my ass."
"Sweet ass." Frank dipped his thick fingers into her pussy and licked the juice from his fingers. "In the old days, Laurie used to let me eat her."
"She won't let you eat her?"
"Not a chance. She blows me once in a while, but the fucking woman keeps her legs closed."
"Poor Frank. Ummmmmm, and you taste so good."
"Lucky I heard you've got a hot cunt. What an asshole Rick is."
Billie gurgled around his cockhead and squealed when he shoved a finger into her cunt. "Jesus, I don't believe this," she said.
"Suck it, baby, suck it."
Frank's finger wormed all the way up her cunt hole. Billie jerked her ass and forced it more deeply into her pussy.
"Suck it harder," Frank said. "Suck my big prick harder. Take me to heaven. Make it sing, honey. Make it sing."
He turned off the freeway and pulled onto a side road. He took hold of Billie's head and forced her to take his prick all the way into her throat.
"Bombs away, baby!" he wheezed. "I'm coming!"
Suddenly a police car drove up. The officer in the passenger seat jumped out and came around to the driver's side of Frank's car.
"Aw, shit!" Frank roared, coming in Billie's mouth.
Billie stayed down out of sight and prayed. What if they arrest us? she thought. What if Rick finds out? Then she breathed more easily when she heard the officer chuckling.
"I really caught you with your pants down, didn't I, buddy? Say, why not just rent a room?"
"We're leaving, officer," Frank muttered, turning the ignition key.
Billie finally sat up when the police car drove off. "Whew," she giggled nervously, linking her arm through Frank's. "That was a close one."
CHAPTER SIX
Frank didn't come in that first night, but a week later he and Billie went to a motel. After that, they began seeing each other regularly.
Over time, Billie's sexual escapades made her hornier than ever. Also, she was determined to turn Rick on. It had become a contest of wills between them, and she vowed to come out the winner.
One afternoon, she spent over an hour preparing herself for Rick's arrival from work.
After she bathed, she smeared lotion over her body and then dabbed perfume around her cunt and tits. She wore Rick's favorite nightgown, a short, sheer, black gown that hid nothing and barely covered her ass.
As it turned out, Rick barely noticed her.
"Can we eat right away, hon?" he said when he arrived home. "I'm bowling tonight."
Billie followed him upstairs. "Bowling? You didn't tell me you were bowling tonight."
Rick's eyes finally flickered over her half-naked curves. "Didn't I? I thought I did. What are you wearing a nightgown for? Feeling under the weather?"
"No, darling." Billie's voice dripped sarcasm. "I thought we might spend a quiet evening at home, watching television."
"Yeah? Well, like I said, I'm bowling. What's for dinner?"
Billie slipped into a robe. Damn him anyway, she thought. Aloud she said: "Cold cuts from the deli."
"What's the matter? Is our stove broken?"
"Very funny." Billie went into the bathroom so he wouldn't see the tears welling in her eyes.
He followed her. "Listen, if all you've got is cold cuts, I'll grab a hamburger with the guys. And don't bother waiting up for me. I'll probably be late."
He walked out without kissing her good-bye.
Billie dried her eyes and went downstairs to fix herself a drink. I'll call Frank, she thought. He'll come over and fuck me. It would serve Rick right if I brought Frank here to the house. Damn him! Damn him to hell!
But she couldn't call Frank. She never telephoned him at home. Laurie might answer and suspect something.
Suddenly she was tempted to jerk off and go to sleep early. Sometimes a candle did the job. Or a nice thick cucumber.
When the doorbell rang, she was startled. It was dinnertime. Who could it be?
It was Frank. "Hi, honey," the burly man said cheerfully. "Rick's bowling tonight, isn't he?"
"Yes, he is. Come on in. I've never been so glad to see anyone."
"Laurie's at her sister's, and I know Rick's bowling. Nice timing, huh?"
Frank looked neater than usual. He had a good haircut and his clothes fit. In the months they'd been fucking together, Frank had turned into a very attractive man. Billie knew it was her influence. He wanted to please her.
Now she hugged him. "Wonderful timing." She stepped back. "Would you believe that under this robe I'm wearing the sexiest nightgown of all time?"
Frank grinned. "Can I see it?"
"In a minute. First, I'd like to calm down. Want a drink? I'm so mad I could kill."
Frank nodded. "A drink would be fine. Tell me all about it, honey."
Billie poured scotch over ice into two glasses and began telling Frank about her problems with Rick and how he hadn't even noticed how sexy she looked. She talked for five minutes straight, and Frank never once interrupted her.
When she ran out of breath, she moved her chair closer to his and put her hand on his thigh. "Like I said, I've never been so glad to see anyone in my life."
Frank beamed. "Honey, you've made me the happiest man in the world. I haven't been to a hooker since we started getting it on. Laurie and I hardly ever fight anymore. I'm crazy about you, honey. I'd do anything for you."
"Well, right now I'm so horny I could scream. Let's go upstairs and fuck. I guess being angry at Rick really turned me on."
"I'd love to honey. That's why I'm here."
Billie giggled excitedly as she stroked his crotch. "I feel something in here," she purred. "Something hard and big. It feels like a monster is in here."
Frank grinned proudly. "If you keep rubbing it like that, it's liable to go off."
"Well, then we're even. My pussy's so wet you could swim in it."
"I'm dying to get my cock swimming in there."
"It's dripping down my legs. I'm so wet it's dripping."
"Can I feel it, myself? A guy can't believe everything he hears."
Billie widened the spread of her legs and took his hand. "Here, feel." She pressed his thick fingers into her cunt slot. "Was I exaggerating?"
Frank grinned as he fingered her pussy. "Hell, I feel it dripping all down your thighs. Man, you sure are wet."
"Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you I was horny?"
"Let's get into bed and fuck."
Billie rubbed his crotch, determined to tease him awhile. "I can't wait until this monster cock is in me. Do you still like fucking me? Are you tired of me yet?"
Face flushed, Frank shook his head. "I'll never get tired of fucking you."
The front of Billie's robe fell open. She proudly pulled her shoulders back and thrust her tits out.
Frank stared at her hotly. He never got tired of looking at her tits.
"Oh, Frank, what's going to become of us?"
"What do you mean?"
"You and Laurie and me and Rick. What's going to become of all of us?"
The smile disappeared from Frank's face. He swallowed hard. "Nothing, honey. Laurie and I are married, and you and Rick are, too. And that's the way it's going to stay."
"Don't you ever think of leaving Laurie and starting over again with someone else? Someone you're more compatible with?"
Frank's hard-on shrank. Billie continued rubbing his cock as she waited for his response.
"I'll never leave Laurie," he finally said, removing his fingers from her cunt. "I love her. I know I complain about our sex life, but when I make a deal, I make a deal. I'll never leave Laurie, and if that's what you're hinting at, forget it."
Billie jumped up and followed him to the door. "Where are you going?" she said.
"I think I better leave."
She threw herself against him. "No. You haven't fucked me yet!"
"I lost my hard-on."
He sounded so miserable that Billie kissed him tenderly. "I think I scared you, talking about divorce and all. Don't worry, Frank. I'm not leaving Rick, either. I love the lug. Come on back. We've got a good thing going. Kiss me."
After that, it was a simple matter for Billie to get Frank upstairs. He stood still, a big hulk of a man, while she stripped his clothes off.
"It's not that I'm not crazy about you," he said as he stretched out on the bed.
Billie tossed her robe aside and posed seductively. "I know you are." She sat down next to him on the bed. "Make love to me, Frank. Fuck me."
Frank's cock was stiff again. He took her into his arms and Frenched her so hard she had trouble breathing.
"Get over here," he said. "I'll show you how a real man fucks."
Billie crawled over him. "Lick my pussy first. Make me come."
"Get over here and straddle my face. That's the girl. Squat right down here and give me a taste."
Billie shoved her pussy into his mouth. "Stick your tongue in there. And lick my clit. Don't forget my clit."
Big hands gripping her hips, Frank stiffened his tongue and forced it into her pussy. With rapid thrusts of his tongue, he soon had her groaning and squirming around.
"Wow, I love it," she said, tits flying and ass wriggling.
"Grind it into my mouth."
"My clit! Lick my clit!"
Frank wormed his fingers into her asscrack as he licked her clit. She clamped her thighs around his head and rode his mouth as if it were a cock.
"Yeah, lick it good, Frank," she said. "Lick my hot little button good."
"Sweet pussy," he murmured.
"I changed my mind. I want to get fucked now."
Billie stretched out on top of the big man. His cock poked into her. She took it between her thighs, raised her ass and positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt.
"Dick me, honey," she said. "Ram your cock into me and fuck me."
"You bet I will." Even with her full weight on him, Frank easily guided his prick into the slick mouth of her cunt.
When his cock was partway in, he grabbed her ass and pulled down. With one lunge, his cock was all the way inside her pussy.
"God, I love it!" she cried.
"Rick's sure missing a good thing."
"So's Laurie."
"Aw, shit!"
Billie sat up and planted her feet on the bed. She wriggled her ass and slowly bounced up and down over Frank's big prick.
Frank's eyes were glazed. He grunted each time his cock fucked into her. Then, without warning, he flipped her onto her back and took his place between her legs.
"I like being on top," he said. "Take your nightie off."
Her tits jiggled wildly as he rammed his cock into her. "I'm trying," she said. "God, you're fucking me so hard!"
"Isn't that the way you like it?"
"I love it. Here, help me."
When her nightgown was off, Frank lowered his head and began sucking her tits. "Is it good for you? he rasped. "Is my prick doing the job?"
"It will. Keep ramming it into me. I know it will."
"Put your legs around my back."
"Now we're locked together."
"That's the way to go, honey. Your sweet pussy is grabbing my prick. Yeah, that's the way to go."
"Give it to me harder. I like when you give it to me hard."
"I'll hurt you, honey."
"No, you won't. I like when you do that."
She shoved a pillow under her ass. Frank corkscrewed into her, hands holding her ass and mouth filled with her tits.
"For all the fucking you do," he said, "your cunt's as tight as a clam."
"I love it." Billie churned her hips in a frenzy. "I'm gonna suck the come right out of your balls before I'm done."
"I'll let you. Can you feel my finger on your asshole?"
"Yes. Shove it in. Can you reach?"
"Yeah, I can reach."
"Shove two fingers in my ass. Ooohhh, that's good! Now I've got two cocks in me."
Wild with raw desire, Billie bucked and squirmed beneath her lover. They were both slick with perspiration. The room was filled with the smell of sex. Would Rick notice it when he got home? At the moment, Billie didn't give a damn if he did.
The thought of Rick brought her down to earth. What if he came home unexpectedly and found Frank in his bed? Billie felt a moment of panic. "Harder," she said to Frank. "Slam your cock into me harder. Fill me up with your big prick. Make me come! Make me come!"
"You're killing me, honey. I never felt anything like your cunt."
"Is it nice and tight around your prick?"
"It's better than that. It's snapping shut around my prick. Jesus, what a cunt you've got. Oh, baby, I've got my fingers in your asshole. Can I fuck your butt sometime?"
"Sure, anytime. I love getting my asshole fucked."
"Jesus, what a woman!"
"Finish in my ass now. Stick your big cock into my shitter now and give me a come-dunk."
"Jesus, honey, I'd kill you if I tried getting this monster of mine in your butt."
"No, you won't. It'll fit." Billie tossed her head back and forth. "Go on. Take it out of my cunt and stick it in my asshole."
Frank stopped thrusting, but he left his prick embedded in her pussy. "I don't know," he said. "I just don't know."
With a wiggle of her hips, Billie expelled his cock from her cunt. "I do. I've had plenty of experience ass-fucking."
She rolled over onto her hands and knees. Frank knelt behind her, squeezing her ass and muttering to himself. "I don't want to hurt you, honey."
"It'll only hurt for a minute. Go on and give it to me. I'm ready to come. I need it so."
"Okay, if you're sure." With a powerful lunge, he sank his cockhead into her asshole. With another lunge, half his cockshaft followed.
Billie let out a groan. "I love it," she said. "I never had a cock this big in my ass, but I love it."
Frank wrapped one powerful arm around he waist and held her close. "Just a little more," he said, fucking the rest of his cock into her ass.
"Ouch!" she yelled.
"Baby, it's good," he said, slowly fucking his big cock in and out of her asshole.
Billie beat her fist against the mattress. "Give it to me! Give it to me!"
She tightened her asscheeks around his prick and swiveled her hips. He slammed into her, giving her erotic sensations in every nook and cranny of her cunt.
"I'm going to come," she said. "God, it's coming! I'm coming now!"
Her orgasm was so intense she blacked out. When she regained her senses, he was still pounding his fucker into her.
"I never felt anything like this," he said. "Jesus, your asshole's even tighter than your cunt."
"More," she moaned. That was the best come I ever had, but I want more."
"You'll get it. Jesus, I could fuck your ass all night."
"Keep it coming, Frank. Here I go again. I'm coming! I'm coming!"
"Aw, shit!"
Frank clenched his teeth, grunted and skewered her asshole with his come-spurting prick.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"My God, Roy, you can't just come over here anytime you want. What if Rick was home?"
"I don't give a fuck about Rick."
Roy's words were slurred. He had a mean look in his eyes. Billie recognized the expression. He got that way sometimes when he drank too much.
It was late afternoon. Roy had come to the house without phoning. He had obviously been drinking. Now he grabbed her by the waist and pushed her toward the sofa.
Billie was in a panic. Rick would be home soon. If he found Roy here, he'd kill them both. But Roy's eyes were glazed. Filled with booze, Roy was every inch the macho man. For the first time, Billie was afraid her marriage would soon be seriously challenged.
"You've got to go," she said, trying to push Roy's hands away. "You had no business coming without calling. Rick's coming home soon, and he can't find you here."
"I only wanna fuck you, honey. If you stop fighting me and let me fuck you, I'll get out of here in fifteen minutes.
"No. I'm not some object to be used when you get horny."
Roy stared pointedly at her tits. "Since when?" he sneered.
He pushed her onto the sofa and yanked her slacks down. The elastic waistband made it easy for him, but Billie swore under her breath. The son of a bitch was going to rape her.
"You better stop and get out," she said as Roy tore her slacks from her feet.
He ignored her. "Get down there." He grabbed the waistband of her panties and ripped them as he pulled them off.
"See what you're doing? You ripped my best bikinis."
"Fuck that. Get that shirt off. You know I like to see your tits when I fuck you."
"No, I won't." She covered her chest with her arms. Protecting her tits. Knowing it would do no good.
Roy snickered nastily. "Come here." He pulled her shirt over her head without bothering to unbutton the top.
"You bastard!" she said, aware that, despite herself, she was getting excited.
Roy opened his zipper and pushed his pants down. "Lie down and spread 'em. And stop calling me names.
"Bastard! Rapist!"
Roy pulled his shorts down, revealing his hard cock. "Yeah, say that when you start coming."
Billie could barely breathe, she was so excited. She stuck her jaw out. "I won't. I won't do it. You can't make me."
"What's the matter? Your cherry grow back or something?"
She suppressed a giggle. "I just don't like it when you walk in here like you own the place."
"Aw shit, honey, I'm horny."
"And you've been drinking."
"Is your husband really coming home soon?"
"Well, not for about an hour."
"That gives us plenty of time."
"No, don't do that. I think you better leave. It's too dangerous. What if Rick decides to come home early? He might, you know. And he'll kill you. He'll kill you as sure as I'm standing here."
Roy shrugged. "Hell, no one lives forever. Come here, baby. If you wanna blow me, blow me. But I'm not leaving here until I get my rocks off."
But Billie wasn't ready to give in. She was having too much fun. She slipped out of his grasp, sat down on a lounge chair and deliberately opened her legs to show him her cunt gash.
"Maybe you just better jerk off, because I'm not going to blow you or fuck you," she said.
"I don't believe this. You're the horniest bitch I know. Don't tell me you don't wanna get fucked, because I don't believe it."
"Well, it's true. I'm just not in the mood."
"You're bullshitting me, aren't you? You think I'm so tanked up I don't know the difference."
"Actually I'm surprised your cock is hard. Drunks usually can't get it up."
"Who's a drunk?" Roy slumped down onto the sofa and began pumping his prick.
"Don't do that."
"Why, you change your mind?"
"No. I just don't want you to is all."
"Yeah? Well I think it's because you're dying for it. And if you don't get your ass over here pretty soon, I'll jerk off. I swear I will."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Wouldn't I?"
It was a battle of wits that Billie knew she couldn't win. She wanted him too badly. Wanted his cock fucking into her. Wanted his big hard cock battering her senseless.
He began jerking off faster. He grinned crookedly, squeezing the root of his prick and licking his lips. "I'm beginning to like this business of jerking off. No wordy chick to worry about. No bitch complaining I'm not doing it right."
Billie lifted one leg and draped it over the arm of the chair. She touched herself. Touched her wetness. Her erected clit. What if Rick walked in right now while they were both jerking off? For a moment, she almost wanted him to.
"What are we doing here?" Roy said. "You're jerking off and I'm jerking off. What the fuck are we doing?"
Billie deliberately shoved two fingers into her cunt. "If you're nice, I'll let you fuck me."
"Get your ass over here."
"Promise to be nice?"
"Never."
"Then I'm staying here."
Suddenly, he was lunging toward her. Pulling her to the sofa. Pushing her down. Mounting her. Guiding his prick against her cunt. Fucking into her.
"Ahhhh!" she moaned.
Abruptly, he pulled out. "Still want me to jerk off?"
"No, put it back."
"Beg me. Beg me, honey."
"Please put it back in."
He bent down and sucked one of her tits into his mouth. He bit down hard and sucked the nipple. Then he moved his mouth up to hers and Frenched her.
"You love it, don't you, baby?"
"Fuck you, you bastard!"
He inserted only his cockhead in the mouth of her cunt. "If you want more, you gotta beg."
He reeked of booze. He shoved his hands under her ass and squeezed her asscheeks. He was rough and macho and disgusting, but she loved it all.
"Please fuck me," she begged.
He grinned and savagely rammed his prick into her cunt. "That's better."
She squirmed beneath him, panting as he fucked into her. He was like an animal, and she loved it. She had never been so excited. His wildness turned her into an animal, too.
"Shake your ass, baby. Shake your ass. Man, what a cunt you are!"
Billie shook her ass. She would have done anything he wanted. Her strong legs encircled his back. They were locked together. Damp. Sweaty. As nature intended.
She shuddered with pleasure each time his prick tore into her quivering pussy. His cock rasped against her clit with every fuck-thrust, bringing her closer and closer to ecstasy.
She felt his balls slap her ass each time he slammed into her. She was at the brink of orgasm, almost there. Then he began pounding into her, pumping his ass in a frenzy as she came.
"Keep giving it to me!" she yelled, thrusting her legs in the air. "Keep fucking me, you hard-cocked bastard! Keep fucking me!"
Her voice was harsh. She pumped her cunt back at his stroking prick with every ounce of her strength. She twisted her hips around and shook her ass. He ground his cock bush against her clit and brought her off again.
"You came again, you cunt!" he said.
"Keep fucking!" she panted.
"Your cunt's like a fucking vise." He pushed her thighs back as he pistoned his prick into her.
"More! Don't stop!"
Billie's jaw dropped. Her breathing was ragged. The constant stimulation of her clit soon had her coming again. She trembled and threw her legs out as she came.
Now Roy had her bent back, her thighs pressed against her tits. Her head beat against the arm of the sofa each time he fucked into her.
Billie felt her slick hairy cuntlips grip his prick and felt his balls crash against her ass.
"Harder!" she yelled, shuddering violently. "Fuck me harder, you bastard!"
Every muscle in her body strained for release. She went from one orgasm to another. Nothing was enough. She needed more and more and more.
"Fuck me!" she panted. "Fuck me hard and fast! It's so damn good! So fucking good! I love it so!"
Her lips parted, her eyes closed, and she rocked her head from side to side. Her long blonde hair clung damply to her cheeks. And through it all, Roy kept ramming his cock into her with savage brutality.
The cheating wife shrieked each time she came. "Don't stop now! Don't stop! I'm coming again! God, it's so fucking good!"
Roy winced and suddenly stopped thrusting. "Hold it."
"Why'd you stop?"
Perspiration poured down his face. He grimaced. "I said hold it. I don't wanna come yet."
"What's the matter, macho man? Can't take it?"
"I can take anything you've got, cunt."
She wriggled her ass, trying to force him to thrust. "Come on. You wanted to fuck. Get moving!"
"When I'm ready, cunt."
"You bastard, fuck me!"
"You already came a dozen times, bitch."
"I don't care. I want more."
"You want more? How'd you like a sore jaw?"
"Go on and hit me, you bastard. It would be just like you to hit me."
"You're asking for it."
"Fuck me and I'll shut up."
"Bitch!" he roared, pulling back and brutally plunging his prick into her pussy.
His cock jerked and twitched inside her tightly grasping pussy. His jism squirted up her tight hot cunt nonstop. His come-load filled her, shooting high up in her belly. There was so much jizz she could almost taste it.
"You hard-cocked bastard, you're making me come again!"
"Keep shaking that ass, bitch."
He continued fucking her for a long time, but once he removed his prick from her cunt, he got to his feet. Still boozed up, he reached for his pants.
"I guess that wasn't too painful," he said.
"Where are you going?"
"Jesus, what a nut you are. I'm leaving. We're finished, aren't we?"
Billie sat up. "I guess so. I could have gone on."
"Yeah, well you're a cunt."
After he left, Billie went upstairs to the bathroom. Rick would be home any minute, and she wanted to wash away any trace of jism and booze from her body.
She turned the hot water on in the tub and poured in bubble bath and bath oil. When the tub was half filled, she eased herself in, positioning her cunt directly under the tap. Despite the hard fucking, she was still horny.
Am I a nymphomaniac? she thought. Is there something wrong with me? Why do I need so much sex?
There were no answers, and she knew it. Meanwhile, the force of the water hit her clit and felt damn good.
She shoved two fingers up her pussy and let the water play over her clit. She decided to buy a hand shower. They were supposed to work better than a vibrator.
She was frigging herself so intently, she didn't hear Rick come home. Suddenly, he appeared in the doorway, frowning at her.
"Are you jerking off in there?" he said, unzipping his fly and straddling the toilet.
"Do you mind?" she said primly, grabbing a bar of soap and pretending to wash herself.
Rick pissed loudly into the toilet bowl. "Get out of there and get on the bed. I'm horny."
Billie was surprised, pleased and a little angry. "What do you mean, you're horny? What about dinner?"
Tuck dinner. You're always after me because I don't fuck you enough. Well, I'm horny and I want to fuck. Now what's the beef?"
Billie's clit quivered with excitement. "No beef. Just let me finish washing and I'll be right out."
Rick shook the last few drops of piss out of his prick. "Good girl. And I don't have much time. I've got a poker game tonight."
"What do you mean, you don't have much time?" Billie yelled at his back. He was already out of the room.
"I'm waiting," he called out from the bedroom.
"Damn you," she said.
She rinsed off under the shower and wrapped herself in a bath towel. Still grumbling, she went into the bedroom to find Rick stretched out naked on the bed. She was about to yell at him when she noticed his prick. It looked so inviting, she found herself salivating.
Rick saw her hot gaze and grinned. "I think I'll give you a thrill."
"Yeah? What kind of thrill?"
"I think I'll eat you."
Still half wet, Billie tossed the towel aside and climbed onto the bed. "What brings this on? You haven't eaten me in ages."
"A guy can get in the mood, can't he?"
He's feeling guilty about something, Billie thought as they embraced.
"Sometimes I forget what a sexy fox you are," he said.
"Are you really going down on me?"
"Yeah, sure. You like to have my head between your legs, don't you?"
"I love it. Mmmmmm, I can hardly wait."
"Your cunt feels puffy. Like you've been fucking."
"You saw me. I was jerking off in the tub."
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Brought yourself off too, huh? Get on your back and spread your legs. I'll give you a good tonguing."
Fucked out, but still horny, Billie did as he said. In less than a minute, he was flicking his tongue from her clit to her asshole and back again.
She didn't know what prompted him to eat her and didn't care. She lay back, sighed deeply and held her legs wide apart.
Here we go again, she thought with a giggle.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Five minutes later, Rick's head bobbed up and down as he fucked the tip of his tongue in and out of Billie's pussy.
"That's nice, honey," she said. "That's real nice."
"You want more?" His voice was muffled by her cunt.
"God, yes!"
Rick opened his mouth wide and clamped his lips around her cunt mound. "My tongue's get- ting tired."
"It sure felt good to have it in my pussy."
"Didn't know I had the talent, huh?"
Once again, he fucked his tongue into her cunt, eagerly sucking her juices. He held her ass with both hands and squeezed and kneaded her flesh. Billie was delighted at all the attention and not a little bewildered.
"Why the sudden turn-about?" she said.
"What do you mean?"
"You haven't eaten me in ages."
"I told you. I'm in the mood."
"You're not feeling guilty about anything, are you?"
"Like what? What would I feel guilty about?"
"Um, nothing. That's real good, honey. If you keep doing that, I'll come."
He flicked his tongue against her asshole. "When's the last time I ass-fucked you?"
"I can't remember. Want to do it now?"
"We'll see. I don't want to be late for the game."
"Don't go to the game."
"I've got to. Without me, they won't have a game."
"Stick your finger in my asshole. Lick my clit and stick your finger in my butt."
He wet his finger with cunt juice, snaked it into her asshole and vibrated his tongue over her clit. "Good?" he said.
"Wonderful."
And it was. It felt wonderful. Too bad Rick suddenly remembers I'm alive when I just got laid, she thought. But she was grateful, anyway. At least, he still wanted to fuck her. Once in a while.
"I'm going to come if you keep that up," Billie lied, wanting to come for Rick's sake, but nowhere close to orgasm.
Rick raised his head. "I'm gonna fuck you now."
Billie was relieved. "Good. I'm dying to have your cock in me, honey."
He fucked into her quickly. Despite the fact that she was all fucked out her cunt tightened around his prick.
"Give it to me hard and fast," she said.
"Here I go, honey."
She moaned when his big cock plunged deep inside her pussy. It felt very good. If only she hadn't come so many times with Roy.
--Rick withdrew and fucked in, withdrew and fucked in. His balls slapped her ass with every thrust.
"Pop," he said, slamming into her.
"Yum," Billie giggled.
Rick rolled over onto his back, pulling Billie along with him. "You do it for a while," he said, still ramming his prick into her cunt.
Her tits wobbled and bounced. She planted her feet on either side of him and raised and lowered her ass. Now that she was in control, she began getting excited. She enjoyed filling her cunt with his cockmeat.
Rick suddenly stopped thrusting and grabbed her tits. "Come here," he said.
"Kiss them, honey."
He opened his mouth wide and licked her nipples. He went from one to the other, licking and sucking and biting. Then he started fucking again.
"You're not responding," he said.
"Yes, I am."
Rick shook his head. "No, you're not. Is there someone else?"
"No. What a thing to say."
"Just checking."
I better be more careful, the cheating wife thought. Aloud she said: "You've got me crazy, honey. I'm so excited, I could come any minute."
"Well, you better, because I'm going to."
"We'll come together," she lied.
He rolled on top of her again and pushed her knees back. "Get ready, babe. Daddy's gonna cream your gash."
A week later, Billie was with Frank again. She ran her fingers up and down Frank's cock. She gently caressed his balls and probed his asshole.
The burly man was stretched out on the bed. As Billie shifted her position, her robe opened, revealing her big tits and hairy cunt.
"I never get tired of looking at you," he said.
Billie cupped his balls and squeezed them gently. "And I never get tired of your cock."
"Jerk me off today, honey. You haven't jerked me off in a long time."
"Don't you want to fuck me? Are you bored with my pussy?"
"You know better than that. You know I can get hard again."
"I sure do. Here." She formed a circle with her thumb and forefinger and began frigging him.
"Squeeze the root, honey."
Billie used her free hand to squeeze his cock root. She jerked his cock skin up and down and rhythmically squeezed the thick trunk of his prick.
"I wish Laurie was more like you," he said.
"And I wish Rick was more like you."
"Laurie hates it when I touch her."
"Rick still gives me a taste once in a while."
"Funny, how Laurie hates fucking. At least, that's what she says."
"Rick loves sex. I think he's got someone else. Someone close by."
There was a moment of silence. Then Frank cleared his throat. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking? It can't be."
It took Billie a moment to get his meaning. "What a wild idea!"
"No, it's not possible. Laurie's not cheating on me. She hates sex, but she loves me. She'd never cheat on me."
"What do you say I do a little snooping?"
"Jesus, do you really think she's fucking around with Rick?"
"Stranger things have happened. The thought of Rick with another woman makes me so damn mad."
"Why, honey? You fuck around. Why shouldn't he?"
"That's different. I wouldn't if he took better care of me."
"If Laurie's cheating on me, I'll kill her."
"I could find out, Frank. I could drop in on her one day when she's not expecting me and see what she's up to."
"Hmmmmm, I don't know. It doesn't seem right."
"The more I think about it, the more I think something might be going on between Laurie and Rick. He always thought she was sexy."
"Funny, Laurie thinks you're a bitch, but she likes Rick."
"God, do you really think they're having an affair?"
Frank's face was drained of color. His hard-on shriveled. "I guess I better stop fooling myself and find out once and for all."
Frank gave her a key to his place. The rest was easy...
One night when Frank pretended to be working late and Rick claimed to be playing poker, Billie drove to Frank's house.
She parked her car down the block. The first thing she saw when she approached the house was Rick's car parked in front of a neighbor's.
Shaking from nervousness, Billie put her ear to the front door and listened. She heard nothing. Total silence.
She put her key in the lock and quietly opened it. Once inside, her heart pounded. Was Rick really here with Laurie? And if he was, were they upstairs in bed together?
Then she heard the noise and a chill gripped her. It was Rick. And he was groaning. She moved toward the stairs and froze.
"Baby, you're the greatest," Rick said. "The absolute greatest cock-sucker in the world."
"It's your cock that's the greatest," Laurie giggled.
Their voices were loud and clear. Torn between fury and total hysteria, Billie crept upstairs. The door to the master bedroom was wide open. When she gazed inside, what she saw made her catch her breath.
Laurie and Rick were on the bed. At this point, Billie wasn't surprised to find them together-but the sight of the supposedly frigid Laurie sprawled out naked was a shock, nonetheless.
More shocking was her pose. Prim, prudish Laurie had her legs wide open and Rick was kneeling between them. Poor Frank, Billie thought. Poor me.
Billie watched her husband bury his face against Laurie's pussy. He made slurping, sucking sounds and seemed to be having the time of his life.
That's not the way he eats me, Billie thought bitterly. Not even at his best does he go down on me with such relish.
She was so angry she didn't even care if they discovered her watching them. It would serve them right, she thought. If only Frank were here to see his precious wife cheating.
She had wanted Frank to join her, but he said he couldn't handle it. He wanted to know the facts, but actually catching Laurie cheating would kill him.
More moaning, this time Laurie. More than anything, Billie was struck by how wanton and wild Laurie looked. The bitch loved cock. She just didn't like Frank's cock.
Billie's hands were soaked with perspiration. She barely breathed as she watched Rick's head move back and forth and up and down between Laurie's white thighs.
When Laurie yelped, Rick raised his head. Billie felt faint. Rick's mouth was drenched with Laurie's cunt juice. And he was smiling. He looked so happy!
The thought of Rick sloshing his tongue into Laurie's slimy cunt made Billie furious. Her own affairs aside, how could Rick be attracted to a bitch like Laurie?
Despite her anger and shock, Billie was growing excited. Her pussy was dripping and her nipples tingled.
She stifled a moan when Rick rolled onto his back. His cock was hard. It stood up toward the ceiling. In a moment, Laurie got on top of him, straddled him and squirmed her ass seductively.
Billie could tell the affair had been going on for some time. After watching them awhile, it was obvious that they had fucked many times. They knew each other's body well.
"No one ever ate me that way, lover," Laurie said.
"I love eating you, baby. You've got a pussy a guy just can't resist."
Out in the hall, Billie felt faint. I don't believe this is happening to me, she thought. It can't be real.
"I think I'll suck your cock before I put it in me. Not that I'm not dying to shove it into my greedy little pussy. I thought Frank would never work late again. I've missed you so, lover."
"Go to it, baby," Rick said as Laurie stuffed his prick into her mouth.
Billie leaned against the wall. She felt dizzy and warm. She willed herself not to faint.
She calls him lover, Billie thought. Poor Frank. And Rick calls her baby. Damn him, anyway!
Now Billie concentrated on watching Laurie. Seeing the little witch with Rick's cock between her lips made Billie furious. The sanctimonious little shit! Look at her gobble up his prick.
Suddenly, Billie felt cold fear. What if Rick loves her? she thought. Frank does. Maybe Rick does, too. Maybe Rick wants to marry her.
Where will that leave me?
Billie almost wept when Laurie began licking Rick's balls. He groaned his approval. When I do it, he doesn't carry on like that, Billie thought.
"Great, baby," Rick said, pushing Laurie's head down. "You sure know what turns me on."
"I ought to," Laurie giggled. "I've been blowing you long enough." Billie's knees felt weak. She had never fainted in her life, but now she fought to stay on her feet.
"Does Frank suspect anything?" Rick said.
"Ssshhh," Laurie said. "I want to take this big pecker of yours into my throat."
Pecker! Billie thought. What a name for a pricks Billie's pussy throbbed. She pressed her legs together, trying to get some friction on her clit.
That's my husband in there making love to another woman, she thought. Why am I watching? Why don't I leave?
She had her evidence and she planned to use it. She would tell Frank everything. If it broke up his marriage, she didn't give a damn. She hated Laurie and she wanted to hurt her. Anyway, her own marriage was in jeopardy. Why should she give a damn about Laurie's?
Billie shrank back when Laurie scrambled around and presented Rick with her cunt again.
"That's my girl," Rick said. "Sixty-nine has always been my favorite number."
Since when? Billie fumed.
"Mine, too," Laurie giggled. "Except with Frank. I guess one of these days I'll have to let him fuck me, but I've been faithful to you, Rick. How about you, lover?"
Rick said nothing for a moment. Billie's heart pounded as she waited. When he finally spoke, Billie could barely hear him.
"What, lover?" Laurie said.
"How can a guy be faithful to his mistress?" Rick said.
Billie breathed more easily. Thank God, she thought. That doesn't sound like a man in love. That sounds like a guy getting his rocks off.
"You stinker," Laurie said, sliding her lips halfway down his prick. "You do love Billie, don't you?"
"I never said I didn't, baby," Rick said softly. "She's my wife and I love her. Just because I fuck you doesn't mean I love her less."
"I don't know what you see in her. I never cared for her much."
"Well, I care for her a lot. No matter what, I'm crazy about Billie and I want you to remember that."
"Don't keep saying that. I don't want to hear it. Jesus, I love your cock. It tastes better than any I ever sucked."
"And we both know you've done your share of cock-sucking."
"So what? Isn't that what it's about?"
"But you don't love Frank, do you?"
Laurie giggled. "He pays the bills around here. That's all he's good for."
Outside the room, Billie inhaled deeply. The little fool doesn't know what a good lover she's married to.
She took a deep breath. I love you too, Rick, she thought. And I understand now. I really do.
And she did. Now as she watched the couple on the bed, she knew her marriage wasn't in danger. Laurie was a bitch and she felt sorry for Frank, but Rick still loved her. Rick still loved her!
It was interesting to watch Laurie deep-throat him. And it was strangely exciting to watch Rick licking Laurie's pussy.
She would stay and watch them fuck. It would be a kick to see Rick's cock pounding away in Laurie's pussy. She knew they would eventually fuck. Rick was a man who liked finishing up in a cunt. She knew those things about him. He was her husband, and she knew him better than anyone else in the world.
CHAPTER NINE
Billie threw the phone across the room. It smashed against the wall and broke. Pieces of plastic fell to the floor.
She was furious. Once again, Rick wasn't coming home for dinner. She was tempted to tell him she knew about his affair with Laurie. She was tempted to leave him. She was so angry she didn't know what to do.
Without thinking about it, she swept up the broken phone and threw it away. When she was through, she sat and wept.
"Damn you, Rick," she sobbed. "Why can't you make love to me the way you make love to Laurie?"
When Billie told Frank what she'd seen in his house, he was very quiet. Then he announced that he wasn't going to do anything with the information. He still loved Laurie and hoped she'd come to her senses one day.
How do women like Laurie get nice guys like Frank to love them? Billie thought. But she knew there were no answers. It was fate. It was as simple as that.
Now she wiped her eyes and took a few deep breaths. She hated spending the evening alone. She hadn't had a date in ages, and she was horny.
She considered phoning Roy or Kevin, but Roy's phone was disconnected and Kevin had been acting distant lately. She knew she ought to get out more, make some female friends. But, except for Julie, she didn't much care for women. Her life had always been centered around men.
Rick was such a lying bastard. If only I didn't love him, she thought. Restless, she switched on the television and then switched it off again. She couldn't face another evening watching the boob tube.
"I need to get laid," she said aloud.
What a slut I've turned into, she thought. I'm not better than Laurie. Except I've got a good heart. All she's got is a horny cunt.
"And she's using Frank, too," she said aloud. With a giggle, she covered her mouth with her hand. My God, I'm talking to myself!
She went to the kitchen and poured herself a scotch on the rocks. She finished it in a few swallows and refilled the glass.
Feeling calmer, she went upstairs and undressed. She got into the shower, washed quickly and got out again.
She glanced toward her closet as she dried off. She had an urge to go out and pick up a man. Any man. The first attractive man she saw.
She pulled a robe from the closet and slipped it on. She couldn't go out and act like a common whore. She was a married woman and, even though she cheated, she had to maintain a semblance of decorum.
She pulled her robe off and tossed it aside. She slipped into a sexy nightgown and sheer negligee. Even if she had to spend the evening alone, she could look and feel sexy.
A dab of perfume between her tits made her feel better. Maybe I'll jerk off, she thought: She stood in front of the full-length mirror as she brushed her hair. Anger and tears had made her eyes glisten and her cheeks rosy. She felt miserable, but she knew she looked beautiful.
She jumped when the front doorbell rang. It couldn't be Frank. They had decided to cool it for a while. She ran down the stairs, but she hesitated before opening the door in her half-naked state. Then she decided to hell with it. She had nothing to hide. She opened the door a crack.
"Mrs. Cooper?"
He was about thirty and nice looking. Billie had never seen him before.
"You've got the wrong house. There's no one here by that name."
"I could have sworn this was the right house." He picked up a briefcase. "May I come in and use your telephone? I'll only take a minute. My boss will kill me if I come back without the Cooper account."
Billie eyed him suspiciously. But he looked so clean-cut and serious. He was obviously a hard-working young man trying to make his way in the world.
She opened the door. "Come in. There's a phone over there."
In the living room, he sat down, reached for the phone and then put it down again. He smiled shyly, but when she crossed the room and sat down, he openly stared at her tits.
"I guess you're wondering why I went to the door like this?" she said.
"No, ma'am. It's your house. I'm the intruder."
"My husband's coming home soon," she blurted.
"My name's Tom. Tom Ryan."
"I'm Billie. Billie Baker."
He smiled, nodded and reached for his briefcase. "Thanks for letting me use your phone, Billie."
She started to get up. "Should I get out so you can talk in private?"
"No, please stay. Uh, you say your husband will be home soon?"
Suddenly, she decided to be honest. "As a matter of fact he'll be late. I'm dressed like this because I wanted to feel pretty even though I'll be spending another evening alone."
Tom sat forward and dropped all pretense of phoning his boss. "Why would anyone leave a woman like you alone?"
Something inside Billie's head told her to cool it. He's a stranger, Billie, a little voice said. He could be a rapist or a murderer. You better go easy.
Aloud, she said: "You know how men are when they've been married awhile. But we're very happy. Aren't you going to make your call?"
"What call?" he grinned.
Suddenly, without any warning, he was out of his seat and kissing her. He held her close, sucking at her lips and plunging his tongue into her mouth.
"Don't!" she gasped. "You mustn't!"
He held one arm around her waist and pawed her tits. "I mustn't what? Dressed like that, what did you expect?"
She tried pushing him away. "You better go now. My husband will be home soon."
He laughed. He squeezed her tits and laughed in her face. "That's a lie, and you know it."
She was frightened. "It's the truth. Please leave this minute."
He laughed again. "You don't want me to go, honey. You got all dressed up, hoping someone like me would ring the bell."
"No, it's not true. Get out of here this minute or I'll call the police."
He continued kissing and pawing her. "You won't call anyone," he said.
"Stop that! Stop it this instant!"
"Don't play the innocent with me, lady. I know about you."
She stopped struggling. Her blood ran cold. "What?"
"Pete Nelson told me all about you. The sexy neighbor lady he's been fucking. Hell, the kid's jailbait."
"He's lying."
"He's telling the truth."
"Boys his age are always making things up. Stop that! Stop touching me like that. You mustn't."
"Pete's no liar. Stop fighting me, honey. You know I'm going to get my way in the end."
"I trusted you. I let you into my home."
He snickered nastily. "You wanted to get laid. You were hoping someone would show up. Too bad Pete's at camp."
"Damn you!"
"Stop hitting me, lady, or I'll be forced to get rough."
"You bastard!"
"You've been shaking those tits in my face ever since I got here. And your ass. When you walk, you really shake it."
Billie was frightened and angry and terribly excited. "I don't have to put up with this. I'm going to scream."
Tom chuckled. "No one'll hear you."
"I'll scream loud. My neighbors will hear."
"Who? Mrs. Nelson? She'll be happy to hear her son is getting serviced by her horny neighbor."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Try me."
Billie's shoulders lumped. "You really are a bastard."
"And you're a horny bitch. That makes us even."
Billie shrieked when he pushed her down on the sofa. He was stronger than he looked. There was no way she could fight him off. He over- powered her.
He kept kissing her and pawing her tits and pushing his knee between her legs. He raped her with his tongue as she guessed he would soon rape her with his cock.
One thing was certain. She was being attacked by a stranger who had come to the house with one purpose in mind. It was all too horrible... and strangely exciting!
Her negligee opened. Her nightgown hiked up and Tom's knee touched her bare thighs. He pushed her shoulder straps down and made a grab for her tits. He forced his tongue down her throat again and again.
She struggled to breathe. Her nightgown was down around her waist. She managed to bring her leg up and knee him. He groaned and grabbed her by the hair, and she was forced to stop struggling.
"You do that again and you'll get hurt," he said.
"What's the matter, rapist?"
He looked truly perplexed. "I'm no rapist.
You want it. You know you want it."
"Rapist!" she spit out. "I'll have you locked up."
"You bitch!" he hissed, pulling back his hand and slapping her cheek.
Tears filled her eyes. "You bastard!"
"You lousy bitch, I've got two sisters. Don't you ever call me a rapist. You're fucking a teenaged kid, and you can fuck me."
He pinned her down on the sofa and hovered over her. He seemed to be trying to unzip his fly. Her cheek stung from the force of the slap. She was wildly aroused. He mauled her tits as he knelt over her, then he squeezed her nipples so hard she cried out. He slapped her again and her head fell back. She lay still without struggling, limp and exhausted, her cunt so wet she couldn't stand it.
His face was flushed and his eyes were wild. "Okay, bitch, I'm going to fuck you whether you like it or not, but it'll be better for you if you like it."
Billie trembled, partly from fear and partly from excitement. "You look like a nice guy," she said, trying to placate him. "Why are you doing this? If you wanted to meet me, you could have. You're nice looking." She averted her eyes. "If you wanted me, you could have had me without forcing me."
Tom smiled sweetly. He was once more the lost salesman who wanted to telephone his boss. "It's no fun," he said, "if it's not forced."
My God, he's crazy, Billie thought.
She strained to smile. "Well, if that's the case, what would you like to do now? I won't fight you anymore."
He blinked. "It's more fun if you fight a little."
"I will. I'll do whatever you want. Listen, I noticed before. You look like you're well hung. I like men who are well hung. I'll be good. Just don't hurt me."
He grinned again. "Good. You'll enjoy yourself if you don't give me a hard time. It wasn't nice, kneeing me before."
"I'm sorry. It's just that I was scared."
"I'm a good fuck. You'll see. Like you said, I'm well hung." He snickered. "My cock's over seven inches. Man, I want to fuck you, Billie. Ever since I walked in the door, I've been dying to give it to you."
"I want it, too."
"Honest?"
Billie nodded. In a way it was true. She was terribly excited and dying to fuck. "Yes, I really want it. You've got me all excited. Except for the slaps. Please don't hit me again."
"I'm sorry I had to do that. I hate to hit women. Like I said, I've got sisters. But you were giving me a hard time. Don't worry. I won't hit you again if you cooperate."
Billie sat very still as he pulled her negligee off. Her nightgown was down around her waist and hiked up from the bottom. It hid nothing. She was as good as naked.
But he wanted it off, nonetheless. "You're so pretty," he said, fondling her tits. "I never saw tits like yours. I'd sure like to kiss them."
"Go on. I like having my tits kissed."
He lowered his head and pressed his face against her tits. "I love big ones. Does Pete like to bury his face in your tits?"
"Yes, most men do."
"Pete's just a kid."
"I know, but he's quite mature for his age."
He took her tits into his hands and began licking them. "I like the way your nipples get. I guess you're pretty excited."
"Yes, I'm excited. Yes, I am."
"Don't worry. I'm going to fuck you soon enough."
"I can hardly wait."
"Aren't you sorry you gave me a rough time | before?"
"Well, you scared me-and anyway you said you liked it."
"Yeah, but I don't like getting kneed. It could ruin a guy's sex life."
"Mmmmmm, that's nice." Billie cradled his head against her tits. "You certainly have a good technique."
Their eyes met. "You and I are going to be okay together," he said.
Billie knew instinctively he was right. She decided he wasn't really crazy. He was just impulsive and horny. She was no longer afraid. Besides, he had a way with his tongue that was driving her crazy.
She realized then that his cock was out and it was hard. His cockshaft was quite thick, and the tip of his prick was moist.
He noticed her staring and he smiled proudly. "Didn't I tell you?" he said.
"It's very big."
"Take my cock in your hand. I'll let you suck it if you want to."
Billie eagerly took his prick into her fist.
"Yes, I'd like that a lot."
The whole thing was crazy and she knew it, but then her life was crazy lately. This thing with Tom was unreal. He was a strange man but not unappealing. And Rick was over at Laurie's place fucking. Why shouldn't she have her fun?
"Should we stay here or get into bed?" Tom said.
"Let's stay here. It's more spontaneous."
"We could use the floor. If it won't hurt your back."
Wildly aroused, Billie wound her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Don't worry about my back. Good God, take me! Fuck me! What are we waiting for?"
"What's the rush? I like to go slow. I'll fuck you a long time. Don't worry."
Billie barely listened. Her need was so great she wanted to push him down, squat over him and take his prick into her pussy. But she didn't want to risk making him angry again, so she pretended to go along with him.
"Yes, yes, whatever you say," she said. "Just keep kissing me like that."
"I will, Billie. Don't worry. I'll do a lot more than that."
CHAPTER TEN
Slowly, wantonly, she opened her legs. "Please," she whispered.
"Can you open your legs a little more so I can get a real good look?"
She widened the spread of her legs. "Here. I'm open for you. All open and wet. Don't you want to fuck me?" He began undressing. "You bet." He stared at her cunt slit while he stripped. His eyes looked grave and solemn, but his prick weaved heavily in front of him.
At that moment, Billie wanted him more than she'd ever wanted any man. She held her cunt-lips open and waited for him to mount her.
When he finally climbed over her, he didn't try to fuck her. Instead, he dabbed his fingers over her cunt gash and zeroed in on her clit.
Wildly aroused, Billie thought she would come on the spot. Then suddenly he stopped fondling her.
"I'd like to fuck you in the ass, if you don't mind," he said politely.
With a passionate moan, Billie rolled onto her belly and stuck her ass in the air. "Stick it in. Aw, yes, that's wonderful."
He pressed his juiced-up cock against her tightly puckered asshole. When the tip of his cock was wedged inside her, she clenched her asshole muscles around it.
"Wow, that's some ass action," he said.
"Jam it in. Go on. You won't hurt me. Go on, jam the whole thing in."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"Don't worry. I love it. God, yes, that's good. Now the rest. Give me your whole cockhead. Yessss! Yesssss!"
The pain was exquisite. When his entire cockhead was inside, her asshole clamped shut around it. She heard him suck in his breath and then he lunged forward to send his entire prick fucking into her shitter.
"Yesssss!" she shrieked.
He wrapped one arm around her waist and left his prick embedded in her asshole. "I don't want to come for a long time, Billie. I want you to suck my cock, remember?"
"Yes. Yes, I remember. God, it feels good."
He chuckled. "You ought to see how your asshole looks all stretched out. I'm going to pull my cock out now so you can suck it."
"Yes. Anything you say."
When he pulled out of her ass, she turned over onto her back and opened her mouth. He smiled as he straddled her tits. He tipped his cock back and swiped the very tip of his prick-knob over her lips, but when she tried taking it in her mouth, he pulled it away.
"Not too fast," he said. "I want to fuck you a long time, so you've got to go easy."
"Yes, whatever you say," the horny housewife said.
When she glanced up, she saw his heavy, hairy balls hanging over her face. She inhaled their fragrance. This time when he lowered his ass, he let her take half his prick into her mouth.
It was heaven. Billie sighed blissfully as she drilled her tongue into his piss-slit and flicked it over the rim of his cock-knob.
"You can take the whole thing now," he said.
She hungrily slid her lips to the root of his prick and swallowed around the cockhead. She heard him groan, and she slowly released his cock.
He plunged his prick in again. She wasn't expecting him to be so aggressive and she gagged, but she quickly regained control.
After a few more deep throat sucks, he gave her only his cockhead. She sucked at it eagerly, fastening her lips around the rim.
Her pussy was on fire. When Tom shifted forward and told her to lick his asshole, she was happy to obey. Totally under his spell now, she would do anything he asked.
She lost track of time and place as she made love to him. She pulled his prick deep inside her mouth when he seemed to want it and at other times concentrated on his sensitive cock-knob.
She swirled her tongue around the velvety softness of his prickmeat and when he shoved his balls into her face she happily licked them, too.
She felt a moment of panic when he rammed his entire cock into her throat. But he quickly pulled it out again and apologized.
"I'm sorry, Billie," he said. "I got carried away for a minute there. You're certainly a good cock-sucker. You love it, don't you?"
"Mmmmmm," she mumbled around his prick.
He chuckled. "I guess you can't talk with a mouthful of cock. You sure look pretty with a prick in your mouth. I'm going to take it away from you though, because I'm going to put it back in your ass."
He thrust into her mouth one last time, causing his cock bush to tickle her nose. She almost wept when he pulled his cock out of her mouth, but she looked forward to getting her asshole fucked again.
"I think I'll come in your ass," he said matter-of-factly.
"I'd like that," she said, rolling onto her hands and knees and sticking her ass out.
He crouched behind her, holding her asscheeks and poking his prick into her asscrack. "I guess you've had your butt fucked plenty of times."
"Stick it in, Tom. Go on. Don't make me wait any longer."
"I'll stick it in soon. Like I said, I'm going to blast off in your butt."
By now Billie was wild with desire, desperate to have his cock in her ass. When Tom began fucking in, she started masturbating.
"Hey, cut that out," he said, pushing her hand away. "Isn't my cock enough for you?"
"Yes, of course it is. I sometimes like to stimulate my pussy when I have my asshole fucked. But you're such a good lover, when you make love to me I don't really need to masturbate." Placated, he fucked his entire cock into her asshole. "It's in," he said. "My whole cock's in there, stretching you again. Wow, you ought to see it!"
Billie craned her neck and gazed back at him. "Fuck me!" she hissed hoarsely. "Don't make me wait anymore! Fuck me!"
He began slamming into her. She came after two cock-strokes, and when she opened her eyes he was groaning and fucking into her and filling her ass guts with thick, warm jism.
Her ass filled with his spunk, her body soaked with perspiration and her pussy totally satisfied, she cradled him in her arms and they fell asleep...
Rick found them that way.
Total chaos ensued. Tom sprang up and tried to run. Rick made a lunge for him and the two men wrestled each other to the floor.
Billie didn't know what happened after that. By the time Tom had fled the house, she was upstairs in the bedroom and cowering on the bed.
When Rick walked into the room, she burst into tears. "I'm sorry," she whimpered. "What can I say?"
Rick's face was white and pinched. He shook his head and moved toward her. "How could you?" he said softly.
Billie's temper flared. "What about you? I know about you and Laurie."
Rick's eyelids flickered. "You know? What do you know?"
"I know you're fucking her. I saw you. Frank gave me a key and I watched one night. You were supposed to be playing poker or something. And you were with her tonight. Don't deny it. I know you were.
"Jesus, you really saw us?"
"Yes. So why shouldn't I cheat, too?" Tears filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. She didn't bother wiping them away. "Oh, Rick, we've both been fools. But it's not too late to make a new start."
He didn't answer for a moment. Billie's heart pounded. Then he took her hand and kissed the palm and she breathed easy again.
"You're right, honey," he said. "Our marriage is too important to let something like this come between us."
After that the nightmare ended and the lovemaking began. Not since their honeymoon had Billie felt so cherished. So loved.
They were truly together for the first time in " years. They touched and fondled and kissed. They didn't say much. There was no need for words.
At last, when her need for him was too great to overcome, Billie began undressing him.
"Lie down, darling, and let me make love to you," she said.
"We'll make love to each other," he said.
He let her unbutton his shirt and open his fly. Then he rose and finished undressing.
Billie could smell the sweat and jism on her body. "I guess I should shower," she said.
"No, I want you the way you are. But I'm going to shower. It's been a long day."
She blushed. "But darling, I'm not clean."
Rick took her into his arms and kissed her. "You're the clean one. I'm too dirty for you, but you're you and I want you that way."
"Darling, I love you just the way you are, too."
"I'm still going to shower, honey. You deserve better than what I've been giving you."
When she heard the shower running, Billie quickly pulled a fresh nightgown out of the drawer and brushed her hair. She stripped the bed and changed the sheets. She wanted everything perfect for them. For their new start.
When she was relatively presentable, she lay down on the bed and waited. She was terribly excited, aware that tonight would mark a new beginning in their marriage. They loved each other, and that was all that mattered.
When Rick returned from the bathroom, he was still toweling himself dry. Billie lay back against the pillows and sighed happily.
"Your balls swing when you walk," she said. "Did you know that?"
He stopped at the edge of the bed and licked his lips lewdly. "I've got a hard-on and it's all for you."
"Darling, I love you."
"It turns me on to know you were just fucked by that guy."
"It sort of turns me on to know you screwed Laurie tonight."
"Poor Frank. She doesn't love him."
"Honey, is Laurie a better fuck than I am?"
"Never. Close your legs around my prick."
"Like this?"
"Yeah. Now squeeze it."
"Your cock is so nice and hard."
"Laurie's a bitch."
"I always thought so. And she doesn't love Frank. It's obvious she's only using him."
"Frank's a jerk."
"Yes, honey. God, that feels good."
"I'll just put it in for a minute."
"Mmmmmm, yes. Hey, don't take it out yet."
"Is this where he fucked you?"
Billie flushed. "Mostly, he fucked me in the ass."
Rick chuckled. "That's my girl."
"Darling, you're in so deep!"
"We haven't fucked like this in a long time."
"Just leave it in me for a while. I love that. Can you feel my pussy squeezing your cock?"
"You bet. It's great, honey. You've got the most talented pussy in town."
"And you've got the most talented prick in town."
"Who was that guy here tonight?"
"Oh no one. Just a guy."
Rick chuckled. "He sure couldn't get out of here fast enough."
"He'll never be back, either."
Rick stopped smiling. "I hope I didn't ruin a good thing for you."
"I've got you, honey. That's all I ever wanted."
Rick fucked in and out a few times before leaving his prick embedded in her cunt. "I can't promise I won't cheat on you, baby. It's the nature of the beast, I guess. I'm through with Laurie... but there might be others."
"Me, too. There might be others for me, too."
"Just don't let me catch you, huh?"
"You, too. Please have your affairs with women I don't know."
"I feel so close to you right now."
"Me too, honey."
Heaving a grunt, he pulled his cock from her cunt and rolled onto his back. Billie kissed him, driving her tongue into his mouth and demanding his in return.
They drank each other's saliva and sucked each other's lips and tongues. Billie flicked her tongue down to his chest and nibbled his chest hair and nipples.
She caught his earlobe between her teeth and bit down playfully. He grabbed her and hugged her and his hands explored her body.
"You're my girl," he said.
"I love you."
'You're some woman."
"And you're some man."
"Turn over."
"Why?"
"I want to see your asshole."
"Why?"
"I want to see where that guy fucked you."
Billie rolled onto her belly, her heart pounding with excitement. "Yes, darling," she said meekly.
Rick pressed his face into her asscrack. "I can smell him on you," he said.
"Darling, isn't this a little kinky?"
"So what?" He rubbed his nose up and down the crease of her ass, finally poking it into her asshole. "You're still wet. His jism is in here."
"Darling, please."
"It turns me on, baby. It fucking turns me on to know another guy just fucked your butt."
Billie burst out laughing. "You're really something, honey."
Rick licked her asscheeks. "I'm licking the sweat from your ass."
"You're bathing me with your tongue."
"When I'm through with this side, I want you to turn over so I can do your front."
Billie swiveled her hips. "Stick your tongue in there. In my asshole."
"Crazy chick."
Billie held her breath while he forced the tip of his tongue into her asshole. "I could come right now," she said.
"Turn over," Rick said after he'd tongued her ass awhile. "I want to fuck your cunt."
When she was on her back, he mounted her arid fucked her. Billie lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders so he could penetrate her pussy deeply.
"What a guy," she said, ramming her cunt up at his cock.
"What a girl."
"Bang me, honey!"
He bent down and sucked one of her tits into his mouth. "Hold my ass," he said.
Billie held his ass while he fucked in and out of her cunt. "You haven't fucked me this good in so long."
"I think we both needed a little outside diversion."
"Hold me! I'm coming, honey. Hold me!"
"I'm fucking you, honey. I'm fucking that juicy cunt of yours."
