Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when relating on a personal basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.
The fact is, Americans are only now beginning to learn to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves, and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed to discover that we are not different, naughty or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
LOVING SUCKING WIFE--a shocking story, certainly, but one which may not be as unbelievable as it first appears, one which could hold many valuable lessons for a large segment of our diverse population.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Nick followed her into the kitchen. Brooke said nothing, but she was aware of his presence. Aware of him as she'd never been before.
She filled the sink with hot, soapy water and began washing the dishes. When she lay them in the rack to drain, he began drying them.
It seemed like an every day domestic scene, played out in thousands of kitchens across the world. But it was different. Brooke felt strangely excited and even a little frightened. Nick, in the kitchen with her, was not her husband.
Brooke Newhouse had been married only a short time, but sometimes she felt that the big man standing beside her, Nick Lyon, was part of the family. He was her husband's best friend, and spent endless hours with the young newlyweds.
Sometimes, Brooke thought her husband, Matt, was incredibly naive. Like tonight. He was away on business, but before he left, he encouraged Brooke to invite Nick to dinner.
"He'll keep you company, hon," Matt had said. "He likes spending time here. Hell, the guy's crazy about you!"
Crazy about you. Those words haunted Brooke. Matt didn't understand Nick. Nick was a man first and a friend second. She sensed that at their first meeting, but Matt was so trusting and sweet. He didn't see that side of Nick.
Now, as she rinsed a plate, she glanced at Nick. There was something about him that set her pulse racing. Matt was better looking and had a better personality. But there was something about Nick, some animal quality, that made her blood race.
She often wondered why he spent so much time at their house. He was a bachelor who ought to be out having a good time. When she asked Matt about it, he said that Nick was like an old shoe. Some old shoe, Brooke thought now. More like a keg of dynamite waiting to go off.
More than one fantasy about Nick had filled her thoughts. More often than she cared to acknowledge, Brooke thought about Nick and imagined what he looked like naked.
He was a big man. She wondered if his cock was big. Sometimes, she thought about Nick when she and Matt made love. She pretended it was Nick's cock slicing into her cunt and making her cum. Whenever she had that fantasy, her orgasm was intense.
Now, she purposely avoided starting a conversation. She was frustrated and a little angry at Matt for putting her in such a position.
He's so trusting, she thought, rinsing a cup for the third time. He's so damn trusting, not only of Nick, but of me. What makes him so sure I'll be faithful to him?
She thought of the nights she'd spent thinking about Nick. Now, he was here with her alone. If Nick made a pass and she didn't protest, Matt need never know. He was safely out of town on a business trip, trusting both her and his best friend.
Suddenly, Brooke was aware that the dishes were all washed and dried. Nick was no longer at her side. She felt his presence nearby, but she didn't turn around. She felt faint suddenly. Weak and a little dizzy. It was the hot water. She had to sit down.
Before she had a chance to reach a chair, Nick took her arm. "You all right?"
"Yes." She turned back to the sink, unplugged the drain and watched the water rush out.
The dizzy spell had passed. She picked up a sponge and started scrubbing the sink.
"Here, let me," Nick said, reaching over and taking the sponge from her hand.
Their fingers tangled. She could no longer deny the electricity in the air. Brooke laughed and he did, too. It was so trite, really, Brooke thought. The frustrated wife with her husband's best friend, the two of them alone and giving in to what they've wanted all along.
"This is silly," she said, "and we both know it!"
"What's silly?" Nick looked grim as he stared at her tits.
"Oh, Nick, you know what I mean."
"It's not funny. Not funny at all!"
He gazed at her so openly, with so much hunger, Brooke had to look away.
"Well, we better see the humorous side or we're lost," Brooke said.
"I've been trying for months."
Even his voice sent goosebumps up and down her spine. "I didn't know."
"How could you miss it? Why do you think I spend so much time here? Sure, Matt's a good guy, but it's you. It's always been you!"
Brooke was torn between wanting him to go on, wanting to hear more, and doing the right thing. Sending him away. "Oh, Nick, you don't mean it."
"Poor Nick, you mean. Poor Nick, the only bachelor in the crowd. Hanging around Matt's wife. Sniffing around. Is that what you think?"
"No, of course not!" Her voice quavered. "You're terribly attractive. Everyone thinks so. You could have any woman you want!"
Her words hung in the air. The tension between them mounted.
"Pity. The only one I want is already taken."
A thrill shot through her. She knew she was wrong to be excited, but there it was. She wanted him to go on and tell her he was crazy about her.
"I'm not sure I understand what you're saying." Brooke placed her hand on his arm.
"Why do you really think I spend so much time hanging around here?"
"You and Matt are best friends. Matt told me when we got engaged that you were like a brother to him."
"Yeah, that's the truth. Ah, shit, now I feel guilty!"
Brooke clutched his arm. "What for? You haven't done anything to feel guilty about."
"Not yet." When he turned to face her, Nick's eyes looked tortured.
He can't stop now, she thought, excitement coursing through her. Suddenly, Brooke knew what she missed in her marriage. She missed the excitement of the male-female relationship. The chase. She and Matt had lost it. She felt the same, wild desire she used to feel with Matt, only now it was directed toward Nick.
"I want you to do something you'll feel guilty about!" she whispered, still clutching his well-muscled arm.
"Do you know what you're saying?" Nick grabbed her by the shoulders. "Do you?"
Brooke nodded slowly. Her mouth felt dry. The weakness returned. "I feel the same way you feel."
Nick held her close for one wonderful moment. Then, holding her hand, he led her to the stairs. "You can put a stop to this now, if you want to."
They walked into the guest bedroom. Brooke's eyes took in the huge bulge in his fly and she knew she was lost. It had never occurred to her to be unfaithful, but now that it was happening, it seemed right somehow.
"I don't want to put a stop to it!"
His big hands firm and sure, he took her into his arms again. "I want you so much!"
"I want you, too!"
Nick began yanking on her tee-shirt, peeling it away from her slightly rounded belly and over her heavy, firm tits.
"Wait!" she said.
His face darkened. "What?"
"I'll help you." Brooke slipped the shirt over her head. As her arms came up, her tits rose, too. "This way we're really in this together!"
He smiled, took her hands in his and kissed the palms. "Take my shirt off!"
Brooke unbuttoned his shirt. She was about to embark on her first extra-marital affair, yet she felt strangely calm. She savored the feel of Nick's hairy chest under her fingers. She loved the way he aggressively grabbed hold of her tits once his shirt was open and her bra was off.
He fondled and caressed her pink-tipped tits, wanting to learn every curve on her body. Her nipples were distended, but under his touch they grew even longer and stiffer.
Brooke had seen Nick's chest dozens of times, but today she was awed by his masculinity. His tanned skin and flat belly, coupled with his wide chest, turned her to jelly.
"Nick, you're so exciting!"
Nick sucked in his breath, flexed his muscles and winked. "We're some couple, huh?"
She laughed and nodded. "Yes, I guess we are."
Brooke was a woman who was aware of her good looks. She wasn't conceited, but she knew she was pretty and that her figure was better than average.
She enjoyed getting compliments on her long, dark hair and big eyes, Secretly, she enjoyed it when men gazed longingly at her tits and ass. She thought her tits were her best feature-slightly oversized, but without a trace of a sag. And her tits were so sensitive. Just a touch--a kiss--could start her panting.
Now, she found herself eagerly caressing Nick's chest and shoulders and fondling the back of his neck. He kissed her again, but not before she ran her hand over the huge bulge in his crotch.
"Get on the bed," he said as she struggled to open his fly.
"Yes! Yes, I want to!"
They kissed. Tongues surged and fused. The dance of passion had begun. There was no turning back.
Then his shorts were off and his cock bobbed heavily. Brooke had to have his prick. Nick kissed her lightly, making an effort not to overwhelm her. But then he french-kissed her, and she almost devoured his tongue.
"Take me!" she begged, pushing her tits against his chest. "Oh, Nick, take me!"
She didn't remember climbing onto the bed naked. But suddenly they were there, and Nick's cock was poking into her thigh. His cock was big, and Brooke wanted it inside her where it belonged.
"I want all of you!" he said, kissing and nibbling her earlobes and throat and working his way down to her tits.
She moaned softly. She wanted everything, too. But what she wanted most of all was his cock. She realized how bored she was with Matt. She needed someone like Nick to give her the kind of sex she craved.
She was intrigued by the size of his prick. His cock felt huge against her leg. His cock looked huge. Bigger than Matt's seven incher.
Nick started sucking her tits. His big hands cupping her ass, he went from one tit to the other as he licked and sucked her nipples. Everything he did felt good. Every delicious touch sent her pulse racing.
"You're so lovely!" he said, fastening his lips to one tit and lovingly sucking her nipple. "Oh, Nick, it's good! It's good!"
"Don't talk. Just be."
"I can't help talking. I love the way you're kissing my tits!"
"You should be kissed a lot. All the time. Jesus, you're so gorgeous! What a mouthful!"
Brooke breathed rapidly. She wriggled her ass. His fingers grazed her ass-crack, but he didn't touch it. He hadn't yet touched her pussy, either. What was he waiting for? Brooke wondered.
She brought her hand up to cradle his head against her tits. He pressed his lips more firmly against her nipple, and finally put his free hand between her legs.
"Yes!" she moaned as he moved his fingers over her pussy. He ground the palm of his hand down over her clit, and she writhed around wildly.
"Why did we wait so long?" Nick asked. "I don't know!"
The young wife was completely uninhibited. Her desires had taken over her mind. All rational thought was gone. She wanted Nick's hands and mouth and cock, and she wanted them now.
"I'm going to fuck you senseless!" he said. "I'm going to fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked!"
"Yes! Yes, fuck me!" Brooke's head rolled from side to side. Her legs thrust out, she raised her ass from the bed and begged for the final release.
But he held back. He was a man who made love to a woman. He didn't just fuck.
Nick moved his strong fingers around her cunt. She moaned softly as he caressed and explored every fold of her pussy.
He easily found her clit and spent a moment stroking it. He did not forget to fondle her asshole. He seemed familiar with every sensitive spot on her body. It was almost as if he had made love to her before in another life.
"Touch me there!" she begged when he gently caressed her clit.
"I'll lick it, if you like!"
"Do everything to me! Kiss me everywhere. I'll kiss you, too. Oh, Nick, I want to kiss you all over! I want to take your cock in my mouth and... " He cut off her words with his lips. "Oh, baby, you're my type. You're really my type! Oh, baby, you're dying for it. So am I. What a pal Matt was to leave us alone!"
"But he didn't leave us alone to do this."
"Yeah, but so what. We're here and he's not. Come to me, baby! Come to me!"
He kissed and licked his way from her tits to her pussy. He fingered her clit while he pressed his hot lips into her gaping cunt. She let her legs fall open as his mouth devoured her. When his face was hidden by her pussy, she laced her fingers through his hair.
"Eat me!" she cried. "Please, eat me! Oh, yes, like that! Oh, yes, that's good. There. Oh, yes, there! That's good. You're going to make me cum like that. You're going to make me cum soon. Oh, yes, do that! Yessss!"
He turned his body around and brought his prick within her reach. She grabbed his cock and squeezed hard. He was hung like a horse. His cock seemed endless--so long and so deliciously thick.
Just the thought of having his stiff, throbbing prick inside her cunt made her moan. She automatically jerked her hips and ass upward.
Nick's mouth covered her cunt. She held onto his cock and pumped it as he vibrated his tongue over her clit. She shivered with ecstasy. She couldn't reach down far enough to take his cock into her mouth, but she used her fingers to tantalize and tease him. And he seemed to like it, because he licked her pussy in a frenzy.
He moved around and positioned his cock directly over her face. She knew what he wanted. She wanted it, too. She wanted to fill her mouth with his cock. She wanted to become acquainted with every vein on his prick-shaft, from his cock-head to the thick trunk of his cock-shaft.
She looked up and saw his big, hairy balls. She inhaled his fragrance. Tilting his prick back, she hungrily ran her tongue around the flared rim under his cock-knob.
"Take it, baby!" he said. "Take my cock-head in your mouth!"
"Yes, I want it!" Stretching her jaws wide, Brooke almost inhaled his cock-head.
"Take it, baby!" he whispered, flicking his tongue non-stop over her clit.
Flashes of purple lights went off in her head as she came. Quickly, she imbedded his cock in her throat, her mouth filled with his hot cock-flesh.
CHAPTER TWO
Nick shuddered as Brooke worked her lips and tongue over his prick. She fluttered the tip of her tongue around the flared rim under his cock-knob and sucked the jism out of his prick-tip.
"So sweet!" he whispered huskily. "Sweet pussy!"
Plunging his face downward, he licked her pussy-slit in a frenzy. Each time his tongue slashed over her clit, Brooke sucked hungrily on his cock-head. At intervals, she slid her lips halfway down his prick-shaft. Then he would shove the rest of his cock into her throat.
He moved his lips from side to side and up and down. He flicked his tongue relentlessly over her clit, sending her to the heights again and again. She rasped her tongue over his feverishly hot cock-head. She used her fingers to jerk him off, careful to stop just before he lost control.
She felt a moment of panic when he roughly shoved his prick into the back of her throat. He began thrusting and she caught her breath and relished the onslaught.
It was obvious to Brooke that he was close to orgasm. He was jamming his big prick into her mouth and grunting hoarsely. His cock-hair tickled her nose and lips.
She had an urge to lick his balls. To suck the cream through his cock, then take his balls into her mouth.
Suddenly, Nick was squeezing her ass and probing a fingertip into her asshole. She felt dizzy. There were so many unanswered questions. So many wild sensations flooding her mind and body.
She trembled when she felt something pushing into her pussy. It felt like his thumb stretching her cunt-mouth. Her mouth wide open around his prick, she waited for another orgasm to engulf her.
Her pussy contracted around his thumb. Then he buried two fingers in her cunt and licked her clit. She opened her legs wider and thrashed them around. She took his cock more deeply into her throat.
"Give me your cock!" she moaned. "Oh, God, give me your cock!"
She swirled her tongue hungrily around his cock while he sucked on her clit. She swallowed around his cock-head when he thrust his prick all the way into her throat, and swallowed around his cock again when he forced the tip of his tongue into her cunt-hole.
He went rigid for a moment, then began fucking her mouth, using it as if it were a cunt. Brooke loved it. She held her head still and let him drill his prick between her lush lips. She controlled her gag reflex by sheer will. Never had she enjoyed a blowjob so much.
"Cum in my mouth!" she whispered. "I want you to!"
"Oh, baby, I'd love to, but I've got plans for us!"
"It's okay. We can fuck another time. Honest. I want you to cum in my mouth!"
"It's tempting as hell, baby, but I want our first time to be perfect!"
"It is. I love it. Don't argue with me. Give me a mouthful of jism!"
"Baby, you're so sweet!"
He held still for a while, then slowly began pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. He stopped licking her cunt, overcome by a tremendous need to ram his cock up her pussy. When he forced her to release his cock, Brooke reluctantly complied, secure in the knowledge that she would soon have his prick inside her cunt.
It took only a moment for Nick to turn around and swab his cock-head up and down her juicy pussy-slit. Her cunt-lips opened wide, and Brooke wound her legs around his waist and smiled.
"Now fuck me, darling!" she said. Turning her head to the side and moaning, she waited. Nick pressed his cock into the entrance to her pussy and pushed. "Take it, baby! Take it all!"
"I will! Oh, Nick, I will!" Nick's cock was much thicker than Matt's. His prick felt marvelous. Brooke was able to handle the entire length and thickness of his cock without a whimper. Her pussy opened up to devour his prick.
"Matt must never know," she said, pulling Nick's face down and kissing him. "Keep fucking, baby!" She locked her legs around his back. "Promise you'll never tell?"
"Shit, I'll never tell!"
"Oh, Nick, it's so good!"
"Sure, it is. It's sweet, baby. Real sweet!"
"Do you love me?"
"Sure, baby, sure!"
"Oh, Nick, I'm so confused, but so happy!"
"Keep squeezing my prick like that. Yeah, that's good! Shit, baby, you're some fuck!"
"Your cock is so big! So deliciously big. It's filling me up so. I love it! Oh, why did we wait so long to do this?"
"It's worth the wait, honey. It's better for the wait. Jesus, what a wild bitch you are!"
"Do you like fucking me? Do you love it? Tell me you love it!"
"I love fucking you, baby! Jesus, what a cunt! You're tight as a clam. Sweet and juicy. Oh, baby, what you're doing to me! Your pussy feels like a tight, leather glove on my prick! Aw, shit, I'm not gonna last long!"
It didn't matter to Brooke if he lasted or not. She had what she wanted. Being married was nice, but fucking only one man was a drag. Fucking was what life was all about. Good, hard fucking. The harder the better.
With a loud grunt and a shudder, Nick pulled back, leaving only his cock-head inside her cunt. Brooke let out a pitiful moan when his cock-shaft rasped against her clit.
He corkscrewed his cock in and out of her pussy until she came. Then he lunged in, filling her cunt with his rock-hard fuck-stick.
Nick was no longer able to control himself. With a roar, he let himself go and sent jets of jism pouring into her spasming pussy. With each blast of cum, his cock swelled up and throbbed. Brooke thought he would never stop cumming. Each thrust of his prick sent another jolt of jism into her body.
Finally, Nick slowed down. She felt his cock shrivel inside her cunt as she relaxed her hold on it. Cooing happily, she waited for him to roll over. After a moment, she realized he was sound asleep.
Using all her strength, she pushed him over. He remained asleep, snoring softly. She gazed down at him, realizing for the first time the true impact of what she'd done.
I've cheated on Matt, she thought, toying with a long strand of hair. With his best friend. And I don't feel a bit guilty. I feel wonderful. What kind of woman am I, anyway? Brooke wondered.
She touched her pussy. She was sticky with Nick's jism. Slick with it. She touched his arm, then touched it again.
"Wake up!" she said, anxious to have him out of the house.
Nodding, he awakened, and without a word climbed off the bed. Scratching his groin, he went to the bathroom while she dashed to the master bedroom in search of a robe.
When Nick joined her there, he was fully dressed. She kissed him on the lips, lightly. It was a friendly kiss, bearing no relationship to the frantic fucking that had just taken place.
"Of course, this will be our secret," she said.
"I'm a little embarrassed about what I said before, so I'd appreciate it if you'd forget it."
He grinned, pinched her ass and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry. Listen, you stay here. I'll let myself out. And don't worry. I don't want to hurt Matt any more than you do. Mum's the word."
When Nick left, Brooke breathed a sigh of relief. She loved Matt. She knew that for sure. But fucking Nick had clearly demonstrated how much she was missing. Somehow, she thought, she just had to have the best of both worlds. How she'd manage it, she didn't know, but she vowed to satisfy all her needs.
* * *
A week later, Brooke stood at the stove scrambling eggs for Matt's breakfast. He sipped his coffee and read the newspaper. Occasionally he made a comment, but she said little.
Although she didn't feel guilty about her affair with Nick, her entire life had changed, and she felt different, more mature. She knew she had been awakened by Matt's friend. Awakened to her true sexuality. And she knew her sexuality was strong. Stronger than the average woman's.
She had many decisions to make. She had a tendency to act impulsively. She was so horny now that she wanted to fuck the first man she ran into the moment Matt left for work.
She piled the freshly scrambled eggs onto Matt's plate and sat down to drink her black coffee. "Eat them while they're hot!"
Matt glanced at his plate, picked up his fork and automatically began eating.
"All the news is bad," he said.
"You're not even tasting your food."
"What's to taste? I know what eggs taste like."
That's his attitude about sex, too, she thought. Eating eggs and fucking. They're both routine.
"Maybe you'd enjoy them more if you took a minute to really taste the flavor."
He shrugged and bit into a piece of toast. "I've got bigger fish to fry. My kicks start when I'm working. You know that, babe."
She sighed, refilled her coffee cup and nibbled on a piece of toast. "Yes, I know that."
It was true. Matt had warned her he was work-oriented before they were married. But she had stars in her eyes and was sure she would be able to force him to be more romantic.
"Remember how exciting our love life was?" she asked.
He smirked. "Well, that sure doesn't last! It never does."
"Why not? Why can't it last?"
He looked at her strangely. "What's on your mind, hon? You pregnant or something?"
She shook her head. They had decided not to start a family until Matt's career took off. "No, of course not. It's just that I sometimes think we lost our zing before most folks do."
He reached over and tousled her hair.
"You've been reading too many romance books. Get your feet back on the ground, hon. Talk to Nick. He's a guy who knows the score. He'll tell you what to expect from a man. That guy's so smart." Matt grinned proudly, taking credit for his friend's intellect.
Brooke lowered her eyes, felt her face grow warm and wondered if Matt suspected anything. "I can't talk to a man about our sex life."
She nodded, forcing herself to smile. "Of course I am. You're a terrific lover. It's just that I miss the romance. Oh, don't pay any attention to me. I'm just acting like a silly woman."
Matt returned to his eggs. "Go out and buy yourself some clothes. You always feel good when you shop. Get yourself something sexy. I like it when you wear sexy stuff when we go out."
"You like when other men look at me, don't you?"
"Sure! What husband doesn't?"
"Well, okay, I'll go shopping today."
His gaze once again glued to the newspaper, Matt dismissed her with a shrug. "Good girl. I've got to leave soon. Pour me some more coffee, will you?"
A few hours later, Brooke leaned back on the sofa in her living room and opened the buttons on her blouse. Her tits pressed against her flimsy bra, threatening to burst the seams.
The man sitting nearby was staring at her. His name was Bob and he had come to fix one of their television sets. He thought Brooke was a looker, but never dreamed she'd come on to him. Now, she was openly inviting him to take what he wanted ever since he walked into the house.
"Hey, lady, you're looking for it!" he said, licking his lips and grinning.
Brooke glanced down at his crotch and smiled. She eyed the impressive growth hidden beneath his pants. "As a matter of fact I am. Let's not play games. Take it out!"
"Jesus Christ!"
"I mean it! I'm horny and you look like you could use it, too. Take your prick out and let's get started. I don't have all day. I'm going shopping when we're through."
He opened his belt buckle, yanked his zipper down and pulled his cock out. "Lady, you want it, it's yours!"
She smiled as he gave his cock a few jerks.
"I want you to fuck me!" she said.
"I figured as much!" Bob snickered nervously. "There's no one home, is there?"
"Of course not. Come over here and let me touch it!"
When he joined her on the sofa, she took his cock in her hand while he shoved his jeans down. "Jesus, lady, I know this happens to other guys, but it never happened to me before!"
"There's a first time for everything."
"Jesus Christ!"
"You're nice and hard. I like it when it's hard. I like when a nice, hard cock slides into my juicy cunt. Does that appeal to you?"
She was teasing him, turning him on. It was fun, she thought, the game of illicit sex. She intended to enjoy it to the fullest. Nick had taught her well.
"Are you kidding?" Bob asked. "It's my life!"
Brooke giggled. "It's becoming my life, too. Your cock is getting even harder since I started squeezing it. I don't think I can wait much longer. I really need it!"
Letting go of his prick, she rose up and began stripping her clothes off. Almost casually, she tossed her bra onto a chair, then removed her slacks. She noticed Bob staring hungrily at her tits. He looked like he wanted to devour them.
"If you're the neat type, we can do it here on the sofa," she said.
"I'll try and be careful."
When she was naked, Brooke sat down on the sofa and waited. Bob sank to the floor and pressed his face against her thighs.
"I'm gonna fuck your brains out!" he said.
"Come here. Get on top of me and start with my tits!"
She stretched out the length of the sofa and lay back, her tits pointing toward the ceiling. He climbed over her, his cock pressed hotly against her thigh as he kissed and pawed her tits.
After several minute of tit-sucking, he straddled her chest and brought his cock down toward her mouth.
"Do you give head?" Bob asked. .
"Of course! Give it to me. Feed me- your prick. I love it!"
"You're incredible!"
"I'm horny!"
"It's the same thing."
Suddenly, Bob was ramming his prick into her throat, fucking her mouth almost savagely. Brooke loved it. There had been no preliminaries, yet she was ready. She shuddered, terribly excited and eager for more.
"I want you to fuck me from behind!" she said when he finally withdrew his cock from her mouth.
"Hey, I love it! Turn over!"
She rolled onto her hands and knees and thrust her ass out. Her tits hung down, the sofa cushion grazing her nipples. She felt his hands on her ass and his cock between her thighs.
"Give it to me!" she cried. "God, I need it!"
He rubbed his prick inside her ass-crack. "Jesus, lady, you're a hot one!"
"You're telling me? Go on. Rub my asshole, but don't fuck me there. I want it in my pussy today!"
"Next time you'll give me your shitter?"
"Maybe. Oh, God, put it in!"
He continued rubbing his cock up and down her ass-crack. "In a minute. You've got a great ass!"
"I know. Oh, God, don't torture me like this! Plug me!"
He finally shoved his cock inside her cunt, and the initial penetration took her breath away. She bucked her ass, eager to enjoy everything he had to offer.
Soon Bob was fucking away. Brooke's finely tuned cunt-muscles squeezed his cock with every thrust, but didn't bring him off. He seemed to have good control.
"You're a tight-cunted bitch!" he hissed.
"Keep fucking me! It's good!" Brooke clawed the sofa cushion. "Harder! I'm almost there. Take me over the edge. Oh, God, I'm there! I'm there! I'm cumming!"
He slammed into her cunt savagely, filling her pussy with jism, and roaring loudly. He pumped into her until his balls were drained. When Bob and Brooke collapsed in each other's arms, they were laughing.
"Not bad!" he panted.
"Pretty good," she said. "Jesus, you got jism on the sofa!"
"It'll come off if you rub it with club soda."
"I thought you never did this before?"
"Would this face lie?" Bob grinned.
She sat up and yanked on his hair. "I have no idea. Get up and get out, will you? That was nice, and now I can face the day!"
CHAPTER THREE
Brooke had no interest in the running shoes she held in her hand. In fact, she had no interest in any of the sporting goods that filled the shelves in the shop. What she was interested in were the young men browsing all around her. She had come to find a stud to fuck, and from the look of things, there were plenty to choose from.
She picked up another pair of running shoes, pretending to examine the soles. Out of the corner of her eye, she gazed at a husky, young boy standing nearby.
She felt tremors of excitement deep inside her very being. As the boy took a box from the shelf and examined the contents, she knew he was the one she wanted. There was something kinky about fucking a boy a few years younger than herself. She stared at him intently, and after a few moments he glanced up, met her eyes and smiled.
His eyes traveled up and down her body, lingering at her tits and the rounded swell of her ass. She drank in his youthful masculinity. Her nipples stiffened with excitement. She could feel her tits push against her bra.
"Excuse me," the boy said as he brushed past her.
She had barely been aware that he was moving past her down the aisle. She was afraid he was leaving the store, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him walk down the next aisle.
Hurriedly putting the shoes down, she followed him. Pretending to examine a sweatshirt, she kept sneaking glimpses at the young man. He didn't look at her again, but the way he moved and flexed his muscles made it clear he was aware she was watching him.
Brooke was completely aroused. She wanted to grab him, throw him down, climb over him and fuck him.
I'm getting to be like a man, she thought. A sex-maniac, that's me!
And yet, the truth was she wanted to feel the teenager's strong thighs and muscular arms. She wanted to wrap her legs around his back and ride with him to oblivion She didn't even know his name.
What a slut I've become, she thought coolly.
When the youngster opened a box of sweats and pretended to examine the material, she caught his eye. She nodded, tossed her hair back and said something about how difficult it was to find the right joggling clothes.
"This line's pretty good," he said. His voice was husky. His eyes stared hungrily.
The conversation ended abruptly as he sauntered down the aisle. He was playing hard to get, yet Brooke knew that before the day was over, she would fuck him. All it would take was a little patience. She had plenty of that when the stakes were high enough. She followed him into the next aisle, focusing her attention on his adorable ass. His jeans were skin-tight and the cheeks of his ass were clearly visible through the denim. What an adorable ass he had! Brooke thought.
Fairly salivating with excitement, Brooke imagined how it would feel to have his cock in her mouth. She pictured herself bobbing her head up and down between his strong, young thighs. Sucking. Licking. Devouring prick.
The boy was chatting with another boy now, and both youngsters gazed at Brooke and grinned. She sensed they were talking about her. She wondered if other horny housewives went out searching for sex. Suddenly, she felt self-conscious.
When his friend walked off, Brooke moved down the aisle and pretended to be interested in a sweat band.
"We meet again," she said.
The boy was close to her now. The aisle was narrow and he was only inches away. "Yeah, maybe it's fate."
"Maybe." Brooke let her gaze sweep downward, to the bulge of cock between his legs.
The teenager blushed. "They've sure got everything a guy could need in here."
Brooke had a second-long fantasy about dropping to her knees, unzipping his fly and taking his cock out. "Yes, they do, don't they?"
They moved at the same moment, and in mutual embarrassment stared into each other's eyes.
"Pardon me," Brooke murmured.
His smile was inviting and sweet. "My fault. My mom always tells me I'm clumsy."
"Actually, I was thinking that you move very gracefully for a big boy."
Since she didn't know what else to say, she reached for a box on the shelf. It contained a jock strap. They both laughed.
"I guess you don't need that!" he said.
She glanced down at the swelling crotch. "No, but I think you might."
He grinned lewdly and bounced on the balls of his feet.
"Dynamite!" he muttered.
"Well, I guess they don't have what I want." Brooke felt uncertain now. Maybe the boy was only amusing himself by talking to her.
"Don't go!" he said quickly.
Flooded with relief, she placed her hand on his arm. "My name's Brooke. What's yours?"
"Larry."
She pressed up against him, deliberately pushing her tits against his arm. She knew she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted, and what she wanted was to get laid. Soon.
"Larry," she murmured. "That's a nice name. I like it."
"I like your name, too."
"Do you have plans for the rest of the day?" The words came out before Brooke had a chance to think, but they had the result she wanted.
"No, I'm as free as the breeze."
As they walked toward the front of the store, she made a quick decision. "We'll go to my place and relax. We can get to know each other."
"Yeah!"
By the time they reached the house, Brooke was very excited. She poured two soft drinks and they settled down in the living room.
They chatted about some rock stars, then about baseball. After a while, she brought a sheet and threw it over the sofa. No use getting it soiled again, she thought. Maybe she'd take the kid upstairs to the guest bedroom, but maybe they'd just stay down here. She liked spontaneous sex. Making plans was a drag.
Suddenly, she put her drink on the table, reached over and placed her hand on Larry's inner thigh. She smiled when he groaned. She moved her fingers closer to his crotch.
"Hi, there!" she said.
"Hi!"
"I've been wanting to touch you since I first saw you."
"Me, too!"
For a moment, Brooke pictured Matt's face before her. She sighed deeply. Thinking about her husband only made her want the boy more.
"Do you like to fuck?" she asked.
"You bet!"
"So do I. I love it!"
He grinned. "Hell, lady, you've got the right guy!"
She could tell he had never met anyone like her. Go on, make it, she thought. She slowly unzipped his fly and brought his prick out. As she examined his cock-head, he sucked in his breath. "You get right to it, don't you?"
She caressed his cock-head with one hand while she reached inside his jeans and fondled his balls. "Sure, why not?"
The teenager squirmed around slightly, trying to tug his jeans down. He was perspiring heavily and a lock of hair fell over one eye.
Without a word, Brooke dropped to the floor before him and flicked her tongue up and down his half-stiff cock. He groaned when she took the swollen head of his cock into her mouth. Sounds of sucking soon filled the air.
"Oh, man!"
She licked the fuck-cream from his piss-slit. The pungent taste of his spunk made her dizzy. She squeezed his balls while she took more of his cock into her mouth.
The youngster gripped her head, tangling his fingers in her long, wavy hair and imprisoning her. Brooke closed her eyes and slid her lips up and down his rapidly stiffening cock-shaft. Her pussy was hot and wet. She ached to have him fuck her!
Climbing back onto the sofa, she continued nursing on his prick. She was prepared when he came. When his jism burst from his cock-tip, she eagerly drank it up and savored the bittersweet flavor.
"I'll get you hard again!" she murmured when he stopped cumming. "Don't you worry. I'll get you hard again!"
"I'm sorry. That never happened to me before!"
She fluttered her tongue down to the root of his prick-shaft and licked his balls. "No problem. And this time, you'll stay hard longer. That's the way it usually works!"
"Jesus, you're incredible!"
She thought of Nick. No, she wasn't incredible, she thought. She just liked sex.
Finally, she let the boy's limp prick slip from her mouth. She savored the last few drops of jism that clung to her lips. She stretched out next to him on the sofa and took him into her arms.
"Hold me!" she whispered, kissing him. "Feel how my heart is beating? Touch me. I'm very sensitive. Touch me all over!"
"Will you take your clothes off?" His hands were all over her.
"Yes, in a minute. That's nice. What you're doing is very nice! I like that. Mmmmm, that, too. That's very nice. Do that to my ass again. And now my tits. Lick there. Oh, yes, that's perfect! I could cum right now!"
They went upstairs to the guest bedroom.
"Get on the bed," Brooke said over her shoulder. "I'll finish undressing."
Larry stared at her pussy when she removed her panties. On an impulse, she tossed them onto the bed. He rubbed her panties against his nose, inhaling her fragrance.
Climbing onto the bed, Brooke quickly took in the situation. Larry's cock wasn't hard again, and the burning between her legs was driving her crazy.
"Eat me?" she asked, lying down beside him.
"Sure!" Rolling onto his hands and knees, he crouched between her legs, She held her cunt-lips open with her thumbs and watched his eyes as he stared at her. The ragged lips of her pussy glistened with moisture. Her cunt-folds were slick with excitement.
"Afterward, you can fuck me!" she said.
"Try and stop me!"
He touched her pussy, tangling his fingers in her cunt-hair. She shuddered when he poked a fingertip into her hot cunt-hole.
"Touch me all over!" she said. "With your tongue."
"Yeah, man!"
Extending his tongue, he stuffed it into her cunt. At the same time, he fingered her clit. She moaned as she wriggled her ass. The kid knew how to give head, she thought. He knew something about sucking a pussy.
He pushed his tongue as far as it would go into her pussy. She tilted her ass up and widened the spread of her legs.
"More!" she said. "Try and get it all the way in!"
His lips trembled against her dew-flecked cunt-lips. He forced the tip of his tongue into her cunt-hole and licked her clit. He licked the juicy folds of her cunt and even swabbed his tongue over her asshole.
Her entire body trembled. He wrapped his arms around her ass and ground his mouth against her pussy. When she glanced down, she saw that his lips and cheeks were wet with her juices.
"My cock's getting hard again!"
"I want it!"
Her words hung in the air. He stopped sucking, leaving his lips pressed against her cunt. He cleared his throat. "Now?"
"Yes, now! Get on top of me and fuck me!"
"Oh, Jesus!"
She reached down and took hold of his cock.
"Here, I'll guide it in," she said. But Larry's excitement made him too awkward. "Let me get on top!"
Rolling over, Brooke squatted down over the husky teenager. His cock was very stiff now and she ached to have it inside her pussy.
She gasped with sheer delight as she guided his cock into her hot, hairy fuck-hole. His cock-head nudged her clit, making her juices flow.
Suddenly, the boy bucked his ass and sent his cock soaring inside her cunt. "I can't wait any more!"
"Me neither!" Brooke said, sinking down over his prick. "Give me all of it!"
The boy bucked his ass as she rode him. His jism-packed balls slapped her with every stroke. Her tits bounced and jiggled, and Larry took hold of them and sucked one tit into his mouth.
"Oh, yes!" Brooke squealed. "Oh, yes, fuck me!"
"Fuck!" the boy grunted.
She felt her pussy tug on his prick. His cock-shaft rubbed against her clit, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
"Can I cum in you?" he panted. "Can I?"
"Yes, in a minute. Give me a minute. Oh, yes, that's good! Fuck me, baby! Fuck that cunt!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Brooke was furious. For the past month, Nick had been bringing other women to the house and she was sick of it. He was flaunting his conquests in her face, while vowing she was the one he preferred. One day when he arrived home and Matt was out of town, she demanded an explanation.
"What's the matter, hon?" Nick asked, kissing her on the lips and cupping her ass.
A thrill surged through her, but she forced herself not to get sucked in. "Sit down. I want to talk to you."
"Yes, boss!" Nick smirked at her.
"That's not funny!" She glared at him. "Do you want some coffee?"
"I want some pussy!"
"Why come here then? You've got all those cuties you've been bringing around. Why not fuck one of them?"
"I don't believe it! You're jealous!"
"What if I am? Who wouldn't be? Answer me. Why come here when you've got so many bimbos to choose from?"
"Shit, you're acting crazy! You're the one who's married, not me. What's really bugging you? Matt giving you a hard time?"
"No!" she spat out. "But his best friend is!"
"Sit down and calm down. You're acting crazy."
Brooke sat down on the sofa and drew her legs up. "That last one. I think her name was Bambi. Bambi, for God's sake! So sweet and innocent. I'll bet she thinks her cunt's for pissing!"
Nick rose up and stood over her. He was stifling a chuckle. His eyes sparkled. "You're really turning me on!"
"Oh, shut up! You're not going to get to me today. I'm sick of you flaunting other women in my face. It's not fair!"
Nick sat down next to her. He said nothing for a while. "You're not in love with me, hon. And you know I'm not in love with you. Why the dramatics?"
She stared at him angrily, but she digested his words. "I'm not sure. You're right. I'm not in love with you. I'm in love with Matt. But I'm still a woman and I don't like seeing you making goo-goo eyes over other women while we're sleeping together!"
He grinned. "I don't recall us ever actually sleeping."
Brooke couldn't help but smile. "You know what I mean!"
"Bambi's a sweet kid, but she doesn't hold a candle to you."
"Fuck you!"
"Honest. No one turns me on like you do!"
Despite his attempt to make up, Brooke was hurt and jealous. She realized that she needed Nick to fill her sexual needs. It was true there were other men in her life, but it was Nick who served as her anchor. The one man she could depend on to give her the loving she needed.
"I want you to promise you won't bring other women here."
"I can't do that. Matt would become suspicious."
"No, he won't. Anyway, I don't care. I don't want to see you with anyone else but me."
Nick shook his head. "You're getting me mad, hon."
"I don't give a damn! Get mad! I want you to promise me you won't bring Bambi or any of the others here!"
Nick let out his breath and whistled softly. Slowing rising to his feet, he moved across the room. "Well, kiddo, looks like I won't be around much!"
"No!" Brooke jumped off the sofa and ran to his side. "No, you can't leave."
Nick grabbed her and kissed her hard. She tried breaking away, but his hands were all over her. She melted.
"No," she whimpered. "You've got to promise."
"Come here, baby. You've got me all excited!"
"You think all you have to do is snap your fingers and I'll climb into bed with you?"
"Yeah, and I love it. Oh, baby, your lips are so hot! You want it as much as I do!"
"Stop it! What do you think I am? Some bimbo you're fucking? I'm a married woman. I don't need you to fuck me!"
Nick laughed sarcastically. "Yeah, baby, I know. Then I guess I'll just be on my way."
"No don't you dare leave!"
He shot her a triumphant grin. "Take your pants off!"
"How dare you!"
"I said, take your pants off! I'm going to fuck you right now!"
"Fuck off!"
Moving to her side, Nick had her panties down around her knees before Brooke knew what was happening. "Oh, fuck, baby, you're as horny as I am. Bend over that chair and I'll give it to you hard and fast, the way you like it!"
Her heart was pounding. She let him shove her toward the chair and bend her over the arm.
"You rat!" she fumed.
He yanked her panties all the way down and knelt behind her. She felt his hands on her asscheeks, then his tongue. He licked her ass-crack, rasping his tongue over her shitter and turning her pussy to jelly.
"No, please, stop!" she begged. "I meant what I said before. I don't want you coming over with those women!"
"Shut up. Just shut up, hon!"
"Oh, God, it's not fair! It's too good. You know I can't resist when you lick my asshole!"
"That's the idea."
When her shitter was wet with saliva and softened by his tongue, he swabbed his cock inside her ass-crack.
"No, not there! I don't want it there. You don't deserve it, the way you've been treating me!"
"You love it there, baby. You love it up your sweet, chocolate highway. I never met a woman who didn't!"
Nick gave a mighty lunge and sent his cock plunging into her asshole. The momentary pain took her breath away and she started to scream. He clamped one hand over her mouth.
"Baby, I love it! I love when you yell like that, but the neighbors might hear, so you better cool it."
"You bastard. You hurt me!"
"You want my prick in there and you know it. Isn't it good? I'm all the way in. Don't tell me it's not good because I know it is. Sweet, little asshole! Jesus, my cock's gonna explode! Are you almost there?"
"No. I won't cum, either. Not until you promise!"
"Oh, baby, the way you're swinging your ass, I know you're lying. You're ready to cum. I see it. Oh, baby, squeeze my cock!"
His thick slab of cock filled her ass and touched off sensations that made Brooke weak. He was right, she knew. She loved getting her asshole reamed. And she was closer to orgasm than she cared to admit. The wonderful, familiar warmth permeated her entire crotch.
"Masturbate me!" she moaned.
"So you are getting there!"
"Do it! Rub my clit! Rub my whole pussy!"
He reached under his cock and found her pussy. He zeroed in on her clit and soon had her moaning.
"Yes, that's good!" she groaned. "Oh, God, that's good! You bastard! You know how to get to me. Damn you for being such a good cocksman! Damn you to hell!"
"Baby, we're good together. Real good!"
"More. More on my cut! Stick your cock in all the way. I want to feel it. Oh, God, it's so deep! I love it! More. Oh, God, more! Give me all of it. Make me cum! Please, make me cum!"
"Soon, sweet cunt, soon!" He rubbed her clit relentlessly.
Brooke thought she'd pass out. She writhed her ass, trying to force more and more of his cock into her bowels.
"You're not mad any more, are you, hon? I can tell by the way your asshole's gripping my prick. You love it! Squeeze it harder! Use those ass-muscles!"
Her asshole caressed his prick and her pussy contracted around his fingers. He fucked her hard, pistoning his cock into her shitter rapidly.
"Give me two fingers!" she cried. "In my pussy. I'm going to cum any minute. I need something in my pussy!"
"Can I bring Bambi over again? Can I?"
"Yes, you bastard! You can bring whoever you want. Only finish me off! Fuck me with your fingers and your cock! Damn you for making me so damn hot!"
Nick growled as he shoved his thick fingers into her pussy. He used his fingers and his prick in tandem.
"Aw, shit, I'm almost there, too!" he cried. "You're squeezing my load out. Aw, shit, you're killing me!"
Brooke rotated her ass rhythmically. She was almost there. The exquisite tension was too much to bear. So close. So close.
He forced a third finger into her well-lubricated cunt-hole. He massaged her clit with his thumb while he finger-fucked her cunt.
Brooke's inner storm broke and she came. Her orgasm burst through her, convulsing every nerve-ending in her body.
"Don't stop!" she begged. "Please, don't stop!"
He flooded her asshole with thick, warm jism. By the time he was through cumming, she was too weak to move. Together, they collapsed on the floor.
"My God, that was good!" she murmured. "No more tantrums?" Brooke giggled. "Not if you keep fucking me that good!" Nick tucked his prick into his pants and got up. "Be a good girl. See you later!"
* * *
A week later, Nick and Bambi sat down in Brooke's living room. Even though she had told Nick it was okay, Brooke was furious that Nick had brought his girlfriend over.
She tried to be civil, but as she fixed drinks and passed them around, she found her temper rising.
Sitting down next to Nick on the sofa, Brooke lay her hand possessively on his arm. "I'm so glad you brought Bambi with you. I'm sure she's a nice diversion for you."
The long-legged blonde blinked as she sipped her drink. "You sure talk funny!"
Nick smiled, letting his hand fall onto Brooke's knee. He slowly moved it up and stroked her thigh. "Nice going. You're determined to start something, aren't you?"
"Now I know why you bring me here all the time," Bambi said, her gaze on Nick's hand as he stroked Brooke's thigh.
Brooke tossed her hair back and shrugged. "Well, I sure don't know!"
Bambi sat forward on her chair.
"Are you trying to get something started?" she asked Nick.
Nick grinned, pressing his fingers into the warmth of Brooke's thighs. "You catch on quick, hon!"
"What does she catch on to?" Brooke asked, pushing his hand away. "What's going on here?"
Nick quickly replaced his hand on her thigh. "Bambi likes to watch."
Bambi nodded, smiling shyly. "Yeah, it just turns me on like crazy!"
Brooke froze. "Watch? Watch what?"
Bambi giggled. "Oh, you're so funny! I love when you pretend not to understand."
"What's going on here?" Brooke asked. "What do I pretend not to understand?"
Nick motioned to Bambi. "Cool it. She's not pretending."
"Pretending what?" Brooke was growing uncomfortable. She was in her own home, yet she felt like the outsider.
"I thought she knew," Bambi whispered loudly.
"Shut up, love," Nick said.
"What's going on here?" Brooke asked loudly. "I insist you tell me!"
Bambi sat forward, her big tits bulging out of her low-cut sweater. "I'm sorry, Nick. I thought she knew."
Brooke gazed at the girl's cleavage. Bambi's tits were gorgeous. At that moment, she hated the blonde.
"You thought I knew what? Nick, you better tell me. What does it mean, she likes to watch... oh, no. Uh-uh. She's not going to watch us. Oh, God, you can't be serious!" Despite herself, Brooke burst out laughing.
"Thank goodness," Bambi whispered, gulping her drink.
"Now, will everyone relax and enjoy?" Nick said, refilling his glass.
"I didn't say I'd agree to it," Brooke said, wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes.
"But you will," Nick said, patting her thigh. "I know you too well. You're willing to try anything when it comes to sex."
Brooke knew he was right. It turned her on to think of Bambi watching them make love. Leave it to Nick, she thought.
"Okay, I'll do it!" Brooke said. "How can I resist both of you?"
"Good girl! Here's to voyeurism!" Nick raised his glass. The women giggled and sipped their drinks. Nick removed his jacket and rose up. "Why don't you two girls get ready?"
Heart beating wildly, Brooke led Bambi to the master bedroom. "There's more room in here. I don't normally use it for this purpose, but I guess this is different."
"I like to watch, but I won't promise not to join in," Bambi said.
Brooke stared at her for a long moment. "I'm not into that."
Bambi giggled and winked. "You will be. You won't be able to resist!"
Almost casually, the sloe-eyed blonde undressed. It only took moments because she wore no underwear. She was lovely. Her tits were big and firm and her waist was tiny. Her asshole was adorable, round and full, but perfectly shaped. Her legs were long and slim and she had an overall tan. Waist-length, tawny blonde hair completed the picture, and Brooke found herself strangely attracted to the girl.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" Bambi asked. She stood unselfconsciously, proud to exhibit her beauty.
"You know you are!" Brooke said.
Brooke removed her own clothes quickly. She had nothing to be ashamed of. Her body was beautiful, too.
"Wow!" Bambi said, eyes wide as she gazed at Brooke's naked body.
Brooke smiled. "Nick will be here soon. Just exactly what do you want us to do?"
Bambi shrugged. "I wanted to watch you ball, but now that I've seen you, I'd rather ball you myself!"
Brooke flinched. "I told you, that's out of the question. It's not my bag."
"Gee, don't be mad. It was only a suggestion."
"Okay, but don't bug me about it!"
"You're so pretty. I'd be happy to make love to you. You wouldn't have to do a thing to me. Honest!"
"I told you. Women don't interest me that way!" Brooke's voice was sharp and cold.
Just then, Nick entered the room. He was still dressed, but he wasted no time. He took Brooke into his arms.
"Come to Daddy!" he murmured as he frenched her.
Bambi settled down on the love seat in the corner to watch.
"Wow!" she murmured as Brooke wound her arms around Nick's neck. "I'm getting so excited!"
Nick slipped his hands down over the rounded curves of Brooke's ass. He fondled the cleft between her plump ass-cheeks, pulling her snugly against him.
"Give me your tongue, woman!" he said.
"Fuck you!" Brooke said, plunging her tongue into his mouth.
CHAPTER FIVE
Their tongues met in a frenzy. Brooke heard herself moaning as Nick's tongue surged into her mouth. Aware that Bambi was watching, Brooke's excitement mounted. She pulled her mouth away from Nick's and glanced at the blonde.
"Wow!" Bambi said with a smile. Her legs were spread and she was masturbating. "Don't pay any attention to me. This is great!"
Brooke turned back to Nick and they resumed their hot kisses. She couldn't keep her hands off him. She bit his earlobes and licked his neck. She grasped his prick eagerly.
His cock was very hard and it pulsated wildly as she held it. Blood coursed through his cock, forcing little veins to pop up here and there. Brooke fondled his prick and caressed the fullness of his balls.
Nick seized one of her tits in his mouth. He ran his tongue around her tit, causing her nipple to swell. Her tit-bud doubled in size and stiffness. He sucked so hard his teeth made marks on her tit-flesh. Brooke loved it.
She heard Bambi moaning. When Nick switched to her other nipple, she caught a glimpse of the girl. Bambi was stretched out with her legs lewdly spread. She had two fingers in her cunt and another up her ass. Their eyes met. Bambi giggled and Brooke turned her attention back to Nick.
He was feasting greedily on both her tits, swiping his tongue over her velvety, white skin and vibrating it over her nipples. Brooke held his head against her tits. She wanted to imprison him forever.
One hand holding her tits, he used his free hand to squeeze her ass.
"I'm so damn turned on!" Brooke said.
"Don't fuck yet!" Bambi said. "Wait until you've just got to do it!"
Ignoring Bambi, Nick pushed Brooke down onto her back and crouched over her. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and began an assault on her pussy.
Beginning with her sensitive inner thighs, he let his warm, wet tongue dance over her torrid flesh. As he approached the furry triangle between her legs, he inhaled the musky fragrance emanating from her cunt.
He fastened his mouth to her pussy, licking and nibbling the curly tendrils of cunt-hair and the moist slickness of her cunt-folds. She moaned when he snaked his tongue upward to tease her clit. She trembled when he pursed his lips and took her tiny clit into his mouth. "Yes, I love that!" she said. "I love it!" Thrusting her hips up, she held his head while he dipped his tongue into her juice-filled cunt-hole.
"I'm creaming so!" she said. "Just creaming away!"
He sucked the juice out of her pussy-hole. She felt as if he were eating her up. She swiveled her hips in an attempt to force his tongue into her cunt-hole. She wanted him inside her. His tongue or his cock. It didn't matter as long as he was inside her pussy.
"Wait!" he said. "Cool it, baby!"
She lay still. She knew Nick didn't like being rushed. He was a man who took charge. That was one of his charms.
"Yes! Yes, do what you want," she said. "I love it all!"
"Wow!" Bambi said. "Eat her, Nick! Eat her good!"
Brooke's head rolled from side to side. She was barely aware of the blonde's presence. Her own urgent needs were what she thought about, and the man who was giving her so much pleasure.
She clung to him, but when she could take no more stimulation, she begged him to stop. "No more, please! Either let me rest or fuck me!"
She squeezed her thighs together, then took a pillow and shoved it between her legs. Bambi jumped up and grabbed the pillow.
"Yummy!" the blonde said, holding the soaked pillow to her face as she returned to the love seat.
"What a bitch!" Nick snickered.
Brooke reached out to touch his cock. Nick's cock was so big and hard. His balls were so full. She wanted fulfillment now--wanted his big cock filling her cunt up and making her cum again and again.
Nick needed no encouragement. In a moment, he had her legs draped over his shoulders. He parted her cunt-lips with his prick and slowly pushed in.
"Fill me up!" Brooke said. "Fill me up, lover boy!"
"Wow!" Bambi giggled. "I'm gonna cum, too. I've got three fingers in my cunt now. Wow!"
Ignoring Bambi, Nick pushed in, feeling the tight warmth of Brooke's cunt close around his cock. Soon, his cock was all the way inside her pussy and his balls hugged her ass.
"Fuck!" he said. "Fuck that cock!"
"Yes!" Brooke said, pumping her ass up off the bed as he stroked into her. "I'm fucking that cock!"
As usual, they found a rhythm that was good for both of them. In the background, Bambi continued making wet sounds with her fingers, making her presence known at all times.
Being watched was a turn-on, Brooke thought. Brooke tightened her legs around Nick's neck and rotated her ass in a frenzy. When she came, she brought Nick off with her.
His jism bubbled up, pouring into her grasping pussy and flooding her. Nick grunted as he came, and each violent stroke increased her pleasure.
When Nick finally stretched out next to her, Brooke had a good view of Bambi. The blonde was still masturbating. Long legs flailing, she closed her eyes as violent spasms shook her perfect body.
"Wow!" she sighed. "What a cum I had!"
"How'd you like to have a taste of that?" Nick asked Brooke.
Brooke giggled. "Lord, she's a beauty! I could be persuaded!"
"Did you hear her?" Nick asked Bambi.
Bambi shrieked. "You bet I did! Do you mean it? Will you ball with me?"
Brooke laughed weakly. "I guess there's no harm in giving it a try!"
Bambi squealed, moved to the bed and plopped down between Nick and Brooke. Chuckling, Nick moved to the love seat while the blonde grabbed Brooke and hugged her.
"I'll give you everything he gave you, except for the cock! I can do things with my tongue a man never heard of. Oh! Oh! Wow! You've got me so hot!"
"Lord, what have I gotten myself into?" Brooke wondered out loud.
"Such tits!" Bambi moaned, rubbing up against Brooke's tits. "I'm going to suck them so good. I bet I can make you cum just sucking your tits!"
"You two are cunts!" Nick said.
Brooke fluttered her eyelids. She felt horny again and eager to have Bambi in her arms. Whether it was perverted or not, she wanted it.
"Turn over, hon!" Bambi said, guiding Brooke into a kneeling position. mm The long-haired blonde flicked her tongue over Brooke's ass. She sent the tip into Brooke's ass-crack, making Brooke shudder violently.
"This is crazy!" Brooke said. "But I sure love it!"
"My cock's getting hard again!" Nick said.
"Wow, I love it!" Bambi said, vigorously tonguing Brooke's asshole.
Craning her neck, Brooke watched Nick pump his cock. He never took his eyes off the two women. He grinned and nodded when he met Brooke's gaze.
"You love it, don't you, cunt?"
Brooke nodded. "Yes, I love it!"
"Don't wiggle around so," Bambi said, still licking the brunette's ass-cheeks and her puckered shitter.
"I can't help it," Brooke said. "You're driving me crazy!"
"It gets better!" Bambi giggled. "Wait until I go to work on your pussy!"
Bambi guided Brooke onto her back, took the brunette into her arms and kissed her. With a deep moan, Brooke wrapped her arms around the blonde and returned the kiss.
Bambi pressed her body to Brooke's. The women made feverish fucking movements with their hips. Cunt-bush rubbed cunt-bush. Tits and nipples caressed.
"Suck cunt!" Nick said, beating his cock as he watched the lesbian lovemaking. "Go on. Get to the main event!"
Bambi dragged her lips from Brooke's mouth to her tits. She sucked one of Brooke's swollen nipples into her mouth. She tongued it rapidly and applied suction to Brooke's tit-bud.
"Soon," Bambi whispered, squeezing Brooke's other tit and rubbing her cunt against Brooke's kneecap. "I'll suck her pussy soon!"
"Shit, you girls are driving me crazy!" Nick said.
"Is your cock hard?" Brooke called out.
"It's getting there, baby!"
Bambi was flat on her belly between Brooke's legs. She wrapped her arms around Brooke's ass and pressed her lips to Brooke's belly.
"I love it!" Bambi squealed. "I love balling another girl so much!"
Beneath her, Brooke panted with excitement. She was primed, ready. She needed fucking.
Bambi continued her fervent tit-sucking and kissing. Brooke's pussy boiled over. Bambi began eating Brooke's cunt, and Brooke pulled her knees back and panted loudly.
What a cunt-lapper Bambi was! Brooke thought.
Bambi was on fire. The blonde loved men and liked nothing better than a good fuck. But she had an affinity for pussy. Sometimes Bambi enjoyed eating another woman as much as she enjoyed fucking.
Now, she tongued Brooke's pussy in a frenzy, moaning between licks and ramming her face into Brooke's torrid cunt. She ground her nose against Brooke's cunt-hole and smeared her cheeks and chin with Brooke's juices.
Nick watched the spectacle with rapt attention. He had seen Bambi make love to other women before. What he really wanted to see was Brooke's pretty face buried between Bambi's thighs.
"Lick my clit again!" Brooke cried, gyrating her ass wildly. "Please, lick my clit again! It's so good. Oh, yes, I love it! Do it again! Oh, God, I can't stand it, it's so good!"
Bambi was tireless. She gave of herself unstintingly. She probed her tongue into Brooke's cunt and ass and used her fingers in places her j tongue couldn't reach.
Brooke came, and thrashed around wildly. When her orgasm tapered off and she stopped moving around, Bambi raised her head and gazed down at the brunette lovingly.
"Wow, you're sure hot!" Bambi said. "Want some more?"
Brooke nodded, but Nick broke the spell.
"Take five," he said, climbing onto the bed. "Give your tongue a rest."
With a sigh, Bambi reluctantly sat up. Her long, blonde hair was disheveled. Her lipstick was smeared and a few drops of Brooke's cunt-juice had crusted at the corner of her mouth. A sheen of perspiration covered her golden, tan skin. Her tits jiggled when she moved. Her perfect ass radiated sex.
"It's your turn now," Nick said to Brooke. "Come on. You know you want it. Lie down, Bambi. Brooke's going to eat you now!"
Squealing happily, Bambi stretched out on her back and spread her legs wide. The blonde was so uninhibited, Brooke couldn't help but giggle.
"I suppose it won't be so bad!" Brooke said.
"Wanna bet you'll become a convert?" Bambi asked, smiling shyly.
"No, I don't want to bet. I'll try it once. But I'll probably never do it again."
"Go on," Nick said, taking Brooke's arm and giving her a little shove. "Get down there and go to it!"
Brooke knelt between Bambi's outstretched legs. The blonde girl was gorgeous. She radiated sex-appeal. Her eyes blazed with desire. Brooke wondered if she were about to embark on something that would make a real impact on her life.
"Kiss it!" Bambi said, nudging her pretty pussy closer to Brooke's face.
Brooke gazed at Bambi's pussy-slit. Bambi's inner cunt-folds were pink and wet. Juicy-looking. The blonde's outer cunt-lips were perfectly shaped. Her cunt-hair was dark blonde and crisply curled.
Brooke was aware that Nick was behind her, shoving his prick against her cunt. One hand squeezing her tits, he rubbed his cock-head against her pussy-slit.
"Go on, baby, eat!"
When he eased his cock into Brooke's cunt, she fell forward over Bambi's cunt.
"Yes," Brooke said. "Yes, I'm eating!"
Pressing her lips against Bambi's cunt, Brooke licked and sucked and kissed the blonde's slick cunt-petals. Bambi twisted her fingers through Brooke's hair and pulled her closer. She crushed Brooke's face with her strong thighs.
Nick fucked Brooke with long, smooth strokes. He kept up a steady stream of obscenities which Bambi occasionally responded to.
Wedged between them, Brooke thought she had the best spot. She enjoyed eating Bambi's cunt. More than that, she was getting terribly excited by the girl's writhing and passionate nature.
While Brooke flicked her tongue into every nook and cranny of Bambi's pussy, Nick thrust his prick into Brooke's cunt with powerful, pile-driving strokes.
Brooke was wound tight again. She wanted to bring Bambi off. It was important that she I be able to make Bambi cum. The longer Brooke licked and sucked, the wilder Bambi became and the more Brooke enjoyed herself.
Moaning loudly, Brooke sucked Bambi's boiling pussy in a frenzy. Brooke's pussy throbbed each time Nick rammed into her. Her entire body was a furnace of desire. A wellspring of raw lust.
"You're making me cum!" Bambi cried, gyrating her ass and rolling her head from side to side. "Honey, you're a natural cunt-lapper!
You're good. Oh, Nick, she's good! Make me cum, darling! Make me cum!"
"I'm trying!" Brooke said, flicking her tongue relentlessly over the blonde's clit and finger-fucking the girl simultaneously.
Bambi tore at Brooke's hair, but Brooke didn't mind. Nick's cock soared into Brooke's cunt just as Brooke's tongue soared into Bambi's cunt-hole.
Suddenly, Nick pulled out. Brooke held her breath while she waited. He plunged his prick inside her asshole.
She was frantic with excitement. She bit and licked and clawed at Bambi's pussy. She found the blonde's shitter and rammed a finger inside while she drilled a second finger into the girl's cunt.
She used her tongue to stimulate Bambi's clit, and soon the blonde was rocking wildly as she came. All the while, Brooke's bowels seethed as Nick ploughed his cock into her shitter.
"Wild, fucking mouth!" Bambi giggled when she stopped shaking. "She's got a wild, fucking mouth, this one has!"
Brooke ground her lips against Bambi's pussy in an attempt to bring her off again. Giving the blonde pleasure was a kick. In that moment, Brooke understood lesbians for the first time in her life.
"Want a load in your ass?" Nick asked, pumping into her asshole savagely.
"Yes, give it to me!" Brooke said, wriggling her ass back at his prick.
"Here goes," Nick said, pausing for a moment, his cock imbedded in her bowels.
"Sweet, tasty pussy!" Brooke said, fastening her mouth to Bambi's cunt. "So damn delicious!"
"Jesus, she's marvelous!" Bambi cried, clamping her thighs around Brooke's head. "She's an absolutely fucking marvelous cunt-lover!"
Her tongue fluttering nonstop over Bambi's clit, Brooke enjoyed the praise and knew the blonde was right. Brooke had taken to cunt-love quickly.
CHAPTER SIX
Brooke had difficulty focusing her eyes. Martinis always went to her head and she had just started sipping her third.
Nick sat across the table from her. They seldom went out, but today they had gone for a drive in Nick's new car, then to a fashionable restaurant for lunch.
He was in a good mood. He seemed more exuberant than usual. Brooke knew he had some scheme up his sleeve.
"Where are we going when we leave here?" Brooke asked, twirling the stem of her martini glass and staring at the olive.
"Funny you should ask!" Nick grinned.
"What does that mean? You look like something's going on. What is it?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
"No, tell me now. Where are we going?"
"Just take my word for it, you'll get your ashes hauled!"
"What a divine way of putting it!" Brooke said sarcastically.
"Madame," Nick said thickly, "never fear. When we leave here, be certain you shall be relieved of your horniness!"
"You're not funny. Something's going on."
Nick sat back abruptly, motioned to the waiter to bring fresh drinks and pulled on his lower lip, a sure sign something was up.
"We're going to my place."
"Your place? We never go to your place. You always say there's a chance we'll be seen by your nosy landlady."
"Today we go to my place. Take my word for it, it's okay. Fuck my landlady!"
Brooke's temper flared. She was horny and in no mood to be teased. Nick had a habit of teasing her when he knew she was eager for sex. She didn't appreciate that part of his personality.
"I'd still like to know why you keep looking around," she said, her words slurring slightly.
"You like Bambi, don't you?"
Sipping her fourth martini, Brooke swallowed the wrong way, choked and reached for her water. "What's Bambi got to do with it? I thought you said she was out of town."
"She is. I just want to remind you. I introduced you to Bambi."
"What does that mean? So, you introduced me to her. So what?"
"Trust me. Whatever happens, you'll get your ashes hauled!"
"I really hate that expression! I really do!"
"You'll get laid!" Nick snickered.
"Really? By you, I assume."
"Maybe. Maybe not."
"Oh, so that's it. You've got some creep waiting at your place. I'm not fucking some creep!"
"He's no creep. You'll like him."
"Did I ask you to find me other men?"
"Yeah, as a matter of fact, you did!"
She hiccupped. "I did?"
"Yeah, don't you remember? When you fucked Bambi, you told me to find you other lovers."
"I didn't!"
He reached across the table and openly pinched her nipple. "You did, baby! Honest! Trust me!"
For a few moments, Brooke watched his eyes. During the break in conversation, his gaze darted around the room. There was an attractive redhead sitting nearby, staring at him. He didn't bother hiding his interest in her.
Brooke became angry again. "I'm going home when we leave here!"
Nick's eyes didn't leave the redhead's tits. "No, you're not!"
Brooke stopped arguing. Actually, she was getting excited. The prospect of meeting some strange man was appealing. She was in the mood to have a big cock shoved into her cunt.
After Nick paid the check, they left the restaurant and walked to the parking lot. Nick rolled down the windows of his new four-door black Mercedes and drove the short distance to his apartment.
He lived in a brownstone building. It had been a mansion, but it was now converted to a few, large apartments. His landlady lived on the first floor and as they drove up, she stuck her head out the window and waved.
"I told you," Nick said. "Now the whole neighborhood will know about you."
"Hello, Nick," the older, blowzy-looking woman called out.
"Hello, beautiful!" Nick said.
Brooke and Nick managed to dash up the stairs before the landlady had a chance to open her door. Inside his large entrance hall, they laughed. Brooke's anger was gone. She was happy again.
"Where's your friend?" she asked.
"There," Nick said.
A large, beefy-looking man strolled out of the kitchen. He extended his hand and grinned. "The name's Max. You must be Brooke."
"Yes," she murmured, glancing at Nick, who was grinning broadly.
"Well, I guess I'll leave you two alone," Nick said. "I'll be in the back of the house if you need anything."
Brooke froze. "No, don't go! I'm not staying!"
"What's the matter, baby?" Max asked with a tight-lipped smile. "Don't you like me?"
"See you later!" Nick said, disappearing down the hall.
"I'm going!" Brooke said, moving toward the door.
Max clamped his hand over her wrist and dragged her back toward the living room. "Nick told me you were a hot number. You're not going anywhere!"
"Take it easy. You're hurting me!"
Rubbing her sore wrist, Brooke found herself in a huge living room. It was furnished like a bedroom. There was a small love seat against one wall and a double bed against another. A huge television screen dominated the room and the only rug was an oriental carpet in the middle of the floor.
As she glanced around, Max came up behind her. "Care for a little drinkie?"
She winced. She felt humiliated and angry. It wasn't Max's fault that she didn't find him appealing, but it wasn't fair of Nick to have placed her in such a position, she thought.
"Please, let me go! You're a very nice man, I'm sure, but I'm a married woman and I've got to get home."
Max grunted. "What the fuck are you talking about? Nick promised I could have you for the afternoon. You're not going anywhere!"
"It's not Nick's place to promise me to you or anyone else."
"That's not what I hear."
His eyes were menacing. Holding her purse against her chest, she began inching toward the front door. "You better not try to stop me. I'm going now. You better just leave me alone!"
The burly man grabbed her by the arm and pushed her toward the bed. "Now listen, little lady, and listen good! You're mine for the next few hours. Like it or not, I'm going to fuck you! If you're smart, you'll like it or you might get hurt. Get the picture?"
Brooke fought back tears. Nick was responsible. Suddenly, she saw a new side of Nick. A side she'd never acknowledged before.
He was selfish and careless and more than a little sadistic, Brooke thought, but with it all, he was Matt's best friend. She couldn't threaten to complain to Matt, because of all the crazy things she and Nick had done together.
Nick had the upper hand. He could blackmail her into doing anything he wanted. Feeling depressed, Brooke turned to Max and silently surrendered.
Max grinned. "Don't judge a book by its cover. I'm a good lover. You'll see. I'll satisfy you."
"Just get it over with!" she hissed, her temper aroused again. "I don't have to like it and I won't. I promise you!"
Max's face darkened. His smile disappeared. Brooke grew alarmed. He looked very angry. She drew back, but he grabbed her by the shoulders and dug his fingers into her flesh.
"Hey, Nick!" he shouted. "I'm gonna enjoy giving it to this one. She's my type. Bitchy!"
Panicked, Brooke broke away and made a run for the door. Max took two steps and grabbed her, slapping her across the face and yanking her arm.
"Just get on the bed, cutie, and you'll learn to like me!"
"You hit me! You bastard!"
He pulled her toward the bed. She tried making a dash for the door, but once again he grabbed her. "And I'll hit you again if you don't cool it!"
"Leave me alone! Nick! Someone! Help me!" Tears welled up in Brooke's eyes.
Suddenly, Nick appeared. "What's going on here?"
"She's giving me a hard time," Max said.
"What's the matter, hon?" Nick said.
"I want to go home!" Brooke said tearfully. "Please, Nick. Make him leave me alone!"
"Aw, hon, you'll enjoy it. You know how you are. Once you get started, you won't even know who's fucking you. You'll just enjoy it like you always do."
"Thanks a lot, buddy," Max said.
"Back off," Nick said, stroking Brooke's hair. "What do you say, babe? Give it a try. If you don't like it, Max'll understand and he'll leave you alone."
Nick blew her a kiss. Brooke stared at his back as he left the room. She was left alone with Max.
"Why would you want to force someone who doesn't want you?" she asked, drying her eyes on her sleeve.
"Go ahead and grab her!" Nick called out.
"And if she gives you a hard time, I'm here."
Brooke could see that Max was getting very excited. His face was flushed and he was sweating. She gazed at him with loathing, and glanced down at his crotch. There was a huge bulge in his fly. The kind of bulge that normally set her blood racing.
When he saw her staring at his fly, he grinned and began yanking his belt open.
"It's getting to you, huh?" he asked, unzipping his fly and releasing his prick.
"It certainly is not!" But her voice lacked conviction. She hated the man, but his cock was big and hard and inviting. Despite the circumstances, Brooke found herself getting turned on.
"Get your clothes off, baby. And I mean now!"
There was a look in his eyes that frightened her. She had no choice. She tried her best to be apathetic about getting her clothes off. In a matter of moments, she was down to her bra and panties. She cringed when Max moved toward her. He was built like a bull. His body was a turn-on and his cock was delicious-looking--a big, fat prick dangling over a heavy set of balls.
"Please let me go," she said. No matter how well built he was, she didn't want him touching her.
He grinned as he swaggered around the bed. "You'll be begging me to fuck you soon enough. You won't ask me to let you go. You'll be begging for more."
"Never! I'll never beg you!"
"Wanna bet?" Max sank down onto the bed. Brooke closed her eyes. She was dizzy from the booze and her heart was pounding with apprehension. She waited.
He was all over her in a matter of moments. His hands were everywhere, tearing her panties and bra off and touching her most intimate parts.
He began kissing her tits, diving from one to the other and sucking her nipples hard. Despite everything, despite the fact that she loathed him, her nipples began blossoming in his mouth.
"You bastard!" she hissed. "I hate you!"
"You love it, bitch! You're probably creaming right now!"
He was right. She was creaming. Her pussy was wet. She could feel it. She had no control over her reactions. She loved sex too much to remain cold and aloof.
Brooke automatically let her thighs fall open when Max crouched over her. She opened her eyes and saw Nick standing nearby, watching.
"Get out of here!" she said. "I don't want you watching, you lousy pervert!"
Nick chuckled and shrugged. "Whatever you say, hon."
After he left the room, Max forced her down on her back and resumed sucking her tits. He handled her cunt roughly, thrusting his thick fingers around her delicate tissues.
"Just like I said!" Max smirked. "You're creaming like crazy! What a wet cunt! You're dying for it!"
"I am not! Not with you. But if you're going to rape me, just do it and get it over with."
"Hey, it's not rape when the broad is as hot as you, toots. Man, what a hot cunt! What tits! Whoever said more than a mouthful is wasted never got a load of your tits!"
"Oh God!"
Brooke felt her legs being spread apart and pushed up toward her tits. She felt frightened. A man like Max was capable of anything. And Nick wouldn't stop him. Nick was probably jerking off somewhere in the apartment, Brooke thought.
Max brought his face down between her legs. He grinned and shook his head. "Now that's a pretty dish if I ever saw one! Looks good enough to eat, so I think I will!"
His mouth came down on her pussy. He flicked his tongue from her clit to her asshole. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensations. With her eyes closed, Brooke could pretend it was someone else licking her cunt. Someone she liked.
"Look at me!" Max rasped, his thick, spongy tongue vibrating over her pussy.
"Must I?"
"Yeah, I want you to know who it is loving you. I want you to remember old Max, the slob. The guy who's giving you a hot, old time whether you like it or not!"
Mounting her, he held his prick in one hand and aimed it toward her cunt. His cock was inside her pussy with one lunge, and she shuddered violently.
"Oh God!"
"Good, huh?"
She thrashed her head from side to side, instinctively raising her legs and tilting her ass off the bed. "No, I hate you!"
"Shit, you love it! Do you like this, too?" Max pumped in and out a few times, stuffing her cunt with his prick.
"It's okay," she said, ramming her cunt back at his stroking cock.
"Fuck it, baby! Fuck it good!"
"Aggghhh!" she sighed, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"That's the way! You've got it all, toots! And you're fucking it good. Atta girl! Squeeze it with that sweet juicy cunt of yours! Man, oh, man, what a cunt!"
"Yes!" she cried, bucking her ass wildly. "Give it to me! I love it!"
"Man, oh, man, will I!"
He began ramming her hard. The mattress creaked as the big man pistoned his prick into her cunt. Brooke pounded her fists on the bed. She had never been fucked that way before. Max was brutal and animalistic, but careful not to hurt her.
Grabbing her ass, he urged her to raise her legs still higher as his cock sliced into her cunt. She felt like she was being raped, but by a lover, not a stranger. A lover with a big cock, intent on giving her pleasure.
Maybe I'll hate him again later, she thought. But for now, I love him. Oh God, Nick's right! I love whoever's fucking me!
Her legs were wrapped around his neck now. She reached up and caressed his sweaty face. "Go ahead, give it to me! Give me everything you've got! I love it!"
"Here goes, toots!"
He changed positions slightly and began corkscrewing his prick into her pussy. She came at once, waves of ecstasy crashing through her.
She scraped her fingernails down his arms, moaning and bucking her ass wildly.
"Cum in me!" she cried. "Give me your load! Cum in me!"
"Oh, baby, will I!"
His jism burst into her, filling her up and bringing her off again. Her orgasm was more intense than the first. She left raw welts on his arms with her fingernails.
When she opened her eyes, Nick was standing over them and grinning. "How was it?"
Max chuckled proudly. "Tell him, baby! Tell him how many times you came!"
Brooke glanced from Nick to Max and back again.
"It was okay." She struggled to catch her breath.
Max frowned. "Just okay? You kidding? Tell him. Tell him how much you loved it!"
Brooke winked. "Okay, it was good. Can I help it if I just love cock?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
At ten o'clock that evening, Brooke and Nick sat in Brooke's living room sipping brandy. Since Matt was out of town, Nick planned to spend the night. As they chatted, Nick stroked her hair, and from time to time refilled their glasses. Brooke sipped contentedly, letting the liquor warm her insides.
"Are you all over your mad?" Nick asked, lazily tangling his fingers in her long hair.
"You know I am." Yawning, she rested her head on his shoulder. "You made your point. You know that. I can enjoy any man as long as he's got a hard cock."
"I hated to force Max on you, but I did want to prove my theory."
"Well, you did. Honestly, I couldn't stand him at first. But once he was fucking me, I just got into it."
Nick kissed the tip of her nose. "I know. You were an animal!"
"Were you watching?"
"Part of the time."
"Did you jerk off while you watched?"
He placed a finger over her lips, tracing her mouth sensuously. "Sure! What do you think?"
"I think you're a pervert! But then so am I, so we're a pretty good match."
"Perversion is in the eyes of the beholder."
"Oh, Nick, what'll we do if Matt ever finds out?"
"He won't."
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because even if he suspects something, he won't say anything."
Brooke eyed her favorite lover suspiciously. "Why? Is there something you're not telling me?"
"Hell, no! It's just that people close their eyes to what they don't want to see."
"That makes sense." She thought for a moment. "Do you think Matt has other women?"
"When he's on the road? Probably."
"How can you be so casual about it. It never occurred to me that he was cheating, too!"
"Hey, honey, Matt's no fool! He loves you, but... "
"Oh, shut up, I don't want to hear it!" Nick cocked an eyebrow. "See what I mean?"
They sat in silence. Brooke bit her Up and wondered if Nick was right. What if Matt were cheating? she wondered. Would it matter in the long run? Only if he met someone and fell in love. There was always the chance of that happening, Brooke thought.
"I'll never give him a divorce," she said. "Never!"
"Divorce? Who said anything about a divorce?"
"If Matt is cheating and ever comes to me and asks for a divorce, I won't give it to him." Nick whistled. "You're pretty adamant about that!"
"You bet I am. I'm married to Matt and I'm going to stay married to him!"
"You're a tough cookie."
"You bet I am!"
The idea that Matt might be cheating excited Brooke. She turned to Nick and kissed his cheek. He slipped his hand under her skirt and stroked her thighs.
"Should we go to bed early?" he asked, wedging his fingers between her legs and touching the moist crotch of her panties.
"I don't know if I can take any more fucking. Honest! By the time Max fucked me for the third time, I was bushed!"
"I've got another surprise for you." He rubbed her panty-crotch until she opened her legs.
"Surprise? What surprise? Please. Not another Max!"
He chuckled. "Not another Max. The guy I've got in mind is a little younger."
"What is it with you? You must really get a charge out of fixing me up with other men."
"I love watching you get it!" Nick's voice was husky. "You don't know how I love watching you get it!"
"Don't you ever feel guilty about having an affair with your best friend's wife?"
"Hell, no! Guilt is for assholes!"
Brooke shivered deliciously. "Let me take my panties off. You'll only tear them!"
"I thought you weren't horny."
"I wasn't, but that was before you started working me over!"
He removed his hand while she pulled her panties down. When she was bare-assed, he hefted her onto his lap. "What an ass you've got!"
"I'm glad you like it! But tell me, who's this younger man you're planning on introducing me to?"
"I'll tell you about him later. The important part is he'll be over in the morning."
"In the morning? Jesus, thanks for telling me!"
"I think you'll like him. I've seen his prick. He's hung like a horse!"
"Damn you! You know how to whet my appetite."
"Not to change the subject, but did you like it when Max slapped you?"
"Yes. It made me mad and scared me a little, but it was a hell of a turn-on, I must admit."
She stirred when Nick ran his finger into her ass-crack. "I thought you'd like it. Women are so crazy. You love rough treatment. As much as you rant and rave, and you were mad as hell, you creamed your panties when he slugged you!"
"Don't get any ideas now."
"Wet pussy! You're like a faucet!"
Brooke sighed when Nick's fingers brushed aside her cunt-bush and slipped into her cunt-hole. "I can't help it if I need a lot of sex. Sometimes, I get wet just doing nothing. Just doing the laundry or cooking or something. My pussy gets wet, and if there isn't a man around, I have to jerk off or I don't function properly!"
"How old were you when you lost your cherry?"
"I'm embarrassed to tell you."
"That young, huh? You were probably a big-titted bitch as a teenager."
"I was well-developed. My mother worried because the boys were always around. That's why I got married so young. It was my mother's influence. She thought it would keep me out of trouble."
"But you told me you loved Matt."
"I did. I do. I was crazy about him. I thought we'd live happily ever after and all that jazz. I thought he had the greatest cock in the world and that I'd never want anyone else. What a naive little dope I was!"
"That wasn't so long ago."
"I've changed a lot. If I ever have a daughter, I'll sure raise her differently."
"I'll bet you were a cutie when you were younger!" She pouted. "Aren't I still a cutie?"
"You are. I'll show you mine if you show me yours!"
"In a minute. Tell me about this stud who's coming over tomorrow."
"His name's Ricky and he wrestles. What else can I say? I've seen him in action and he's a bull. Built like Max, but more clean cut."
"Are you going to watch?"
"I think I'll set up a camera and film you, if you don't mind. Then I'll leave so you won't be self-conscious."
"Film us? You've got to be kidding!"
"Hell, honey, we'll watch it sometime. You and me. Then you can see how you look when you're getting fucked!"
"Oh, Nick, you are a pervert!" Brooke snuggled closer, pressing her tits against his chest.
Slipping from Nick's lap to the floor, she unzipped his fly. After his cock was out, she kissed his bulbous cock-tip and licked the flared rim several times.
"You always have such wild ideas," she said, pursing her lips and sucking his cock-head into her mouth.
"Any guy can have ideas." He held her head while he pushed more of his cock inside her widely stretched lips. "I just believe in making my fantasies come true."
"Let me take your first load in my mouth!"
"I never could resist a good blowjob!"
"You say his name is Ricky?" Sliding her lips to the root of his prick, she held there a moment and swallowed around it.
"Yeah, baby, Ricky. Oh, baby, you're sucking my cock so good!"
When he could take no more, Nick lowered Brooke to her back on the floor and squatted over her. The horny housewife reached up for his prick and placed it inside her pussy-slit.
Raising her legs high, she let out a groan when his cock entered her cunt. Soon, he was banging into her with hard, pile-driving thrusts.
"Nick, it's so good!" she cried. "It's always so good with us!"
"Yeah, baby, yeah! Come on. Let it all hang out!"
"I'm cumming, Nick! I'm cumming!" She thrust her legs straight out, then wrapped them around his back as she climaxed. Nick's hips went out of control as he came, too. He filled her pussy with jism and grunted in her ear as he came. Afterward, they rested in each other's arms. "Are you going to stay until Ricky gets here tomorrow?" Brooke asked.
"Maybe. Or maybe not. I think I'll just set things up and split. Show him a good time, honey. He's a good kid."
"I will, Nick. Don't I always?"
* * *
Brooke lay back and watched the young man move toward the bed. He was shy and had a sweet smile. She didn't force him to make small talk. They chatted awhile about how nice a guy Nick was, then she kissed him and they started to undress.
Her eyes caressed his perfect body. His huge cock nudged her thigh when he climbed onto the bed. Nick was right about the size of his prick. His cock was massive.
When the boy pressed his lips to hers, she sucked them hungrily.
"There's a camera trained on us," she said.
"It's what I do for a living."
"You make porno films?"
"Among other things."
"Nick didn't tell me."
"He didn't tell me you were such a dish!"
"Did he pay you for coming here?"
The professional stud's hands moved to her tits. He stroked them expertly. "Yeah, but I might give it back. You're gorgeous!"
"If you do this for money, that makes you a hooker."
He grinned, warming to her as they kissed. "You could say so. Hey, a guy's got to eat!"
"Mmmmm, so does a girl!"
"That's a joke, huh?"
"Come here and kiss me like that again. Who's joking?"
"I don't get hard so fast for just anyone."
"Your cock is beautiful!" Brooke dropped her hand down between them and touched his prick.
"That feels real good! I'm gonna give you my super duper special fuck!"
'She pumped his cock-meat, horny and eager to get started. "What's that? What position, I mean?"
"Whatever position you want."
Brooke's body went rigid, then trembled when the muscular, young stud slowly covered her left tit with his mouth.
"I don't care," she said. "Surprise me."
His tongue lashed her nipple. The sharp edges of his perfect, white teeth nipped at her tit-flesh. She pushed her tit into his mouth, caressing the back of his neck with both hands.
"Now this one," she said. "Suck both of them!"
The harder he sucked and kissed her tits, the more eagerly Brooke jerked his fuck-meat. He began thrusting forward, trying to force his prick between her lush thighs.
Rolling onto her side, she urged him to lie behind her. He swung one leg over her hip, and with one hand, manipulated her cunt and her tits.
"You can come in from behind," she said. "Yes, fuck me like a dog, from the rear!"
"In a minute, I will. I want to tease you a little. You're a juicy dish! Are we facing the camera?"
"I think so! I don't care. I'm too excited to care. My Lord, you're hung!"
"I'll rub my prick around your pussy. How's that?"
"Wonderful! I love it! You can come in any time you're ready!"
"Do you think you can take it? I hear my prick's a monster."
"It's big, all right!" The slick lips of her cunt parted when he forced his cock-head inside her pussy. "I feel it in me. Oh, yes, it's big! It's filling me up!"
As he thrust more of his cock into her cunt, they began moving together. He kissed the back of her neck and entered her slowly. One hand never stopped stroking her tits.
"Who's gonna see this film?" he asked, pressing his lips against her shoulder.
"I don't care! I don't know. Give me all of it! More! I know there's more. Ah, yes, that's it! Now I know it's all the way in!"
"Really fills you up, huh?"
"Yes, it's amazing! It's so big!"
He rammed his prick in and out of her cunt a few times. "Let's make it last, okay? I can get it up again, but the first time is the best!"
"Yes, let's make it last. Oh, God, I love what you're doing to my ass! Do that again!"
He wormed a finger into her shitter while he fucked her. He forced his finger all the way into her bowels and churned it around.
"Do you take it up the asshole?" he asked.
"Yes, I take it everywhere!"
He fucked her faster. "I can't help it. I haven't been this hot since I started in the business!"
Cupping her ass with both hands, he thrust into her with deep, powerful strokes. Suddenly, he pulled out, lowered his face to her pussy and began eating her cunt again. His snake-like tongue slithered into her steaming cunt.
She rocked from side to side in a frenzy of lust as he wormed a finger into her shit-hole and vibrated his tongue over her clit.
"Now fuck me!" she cried. "Please, come back and fuck me!"
Quickly mounting her, he slicked his hair back and grinned. "What a film this is gonna make! Jesus, lady, here I come!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ricky took one of her tits in his hand, bent over and fit the head of his cock into her cunt. Brooke lay perfectly still and waited for the wondrous assault.
When he stopped pressing forward, and when only his cock-head was inside her pussy, she moved toward him. With a snicker, he pulled back.
"No!" she cried. "Give it to me!"
"Beg for it!"
"Give me your cock! I need it! Give it to me! Damn you, prick me!"
Grinning, Ricky shot forward and slammed the full length of his massive fuck-pole into her. Her cunt-lips closed around his thick prick and she shuddered violently.
"Yesssss!" she sighed, her ass twisting and jerking.
Locking her legs around his waist, she pulled Ricky down to her. With every thrust of his hips, she came closer to orgasm. She was ready. Primed. Consumed by her passion.
The smile left Ricky's face when the serious fucking began. Beads of perspiration formed on his brow and a lock of hair fell over one eye.
He no longer teased or joked. In a matter of moments, he had turned into a fucking machine. Each time he thrust in, she felt his balls slap her ass. They were bloated and full. Ready to burst. She cried out, shouting obscenities, her pussy ready to explode.
He came finally. Hot spunk blasted out of his cock as he continued thrusting. When the last drop of jism dribbled from his prick, he slumped forward. The sound of their breathing filled the room. Brooke wondered if the camera had recorded everything. She giggled as Ricky rolled over onto his back.
"That was wonderful!" she said, kissing his shoulder. "I can't wait to see the film!"
"Come here. This one's for free!"
He gently massaged the globes of her ass. She reached down for his prick. Even in its flaccid state, his cock was huge.
"I got paid for doing it once, but I wanna fuck you again! Is that okay with you?"
Brooke tousled his hair and squeezed his prick. "What do you think?"
Ricky answered by rolling Brooke onto her belly. Hefting himself over her, he pressed the full length of his husky body against hers.
She could feel his prick hardening against her ass as he kissed her neck and ears.
"Surprise me this time," she said. "Don't tell me where you're putting it. Surprise me, darling!"
* * *
A week passed. Brooke, Nick and Ricky sat in the front seat of Nick's Mercedes. Ricky held her hand while Nick maneuvered in the traffic. The young stud wasn't charging for his services tonight. He, Brooke and Nick had become good friends and were on their way to a wild party.
"Now remember," Ricky said. "You don't have to fuck anybody you don't wanna fuck!"
"The trouble with our Brooke here," Nick said, "is she never met a cock she didn't like!"
"Oh, fuck you!" Brooke said, giggling good-naturedly. "You made your point long ago."
"Anyway," Ricky said, stroking her hand seductively, "don't let anyone push you around."
Nick chuckled. "That'll be the day!"
"Who's going to be there?" Brooke asked.
"Whoever shows up," Ricky said. "The usual film crowd. Maybe a few legit directors. You can never tell."
Nick placed his free hand on Brooke's thigh. "Why not get started now by jerking Ricky's cock around. We've got a long drive in front of us. I could use a little show to break the monotony."
"Stop that!" Brooke pushed his hand away from her tits. "People can see."
Nick grinned. "Listen, if I decide to show that no I'll film of you two, plenty of people will see what you're about."
"You wouldn't dare!" Brooke said. "You promised!"
"Aw, stop picking on her," Ricky said, taking her hand and placing it on his crotch.
Brooke turned her attention to the young stud. "Maybe I'll do what this lug over here wants. I'm awfully tempted, honey!"
With a grin, Ricky unzipped his fly and brought his prick out. He took her hand and wrapped her fingers around his cock-shaft.
"That's nice!" he said. "Now pump it a little."
"I know what to do with a cock," she said.
Not to be outdone, Nick unzipped his fly and hauled his prick out. He took Brooke's free hand and placed it over his half-stiff prick.
"Now you've got a double dip!" Nick smiled. "Enjoy!"
She squeezed their pricks. "I'm nervous about my first orgy."
Ricky snorted. "It's no orgy. Who told you it was an orgy?"
"Well, if everyone's going to fuck... "
"Hell, it's not that way. There's some people who are gonna hit on you and some of 'em are gonna get laid, but mostly it's a mixed bag. Some wanna fuck, and some don't. Don't pump my cock so fast, or I'll cum all over your hand."
"That's enough for now!" Nick said, pushing her hand away and tucking his prick back into his pants. "I don't want the gun to go off just yet."
"I can't help it," Brooke said, still fondling Ricky's cock. "I'm nervous. One of these days, Matt's going to catch me. I just know it. I've done so many crazy things and gotten away with it. Even now. He's out of town again. He spends more time away from home. I sometimes wonder if he knows I'm cheating and doesn't care."
Nick groaned. "Matt? He's in a world of his own."
"I wonder." Brooke pondered the question as they sped down the freeway.
"Hey, honey," Ricky said, tweaking one of her nipples. "Play with my cock and stop worrying. I still love you!"
Smiling at her new friend, Brooke forgot about Matt and her fears about being caught cheating. By the time they arrived at the party, Brooke was horny.
"Come on in," the redheaded hostess said. "Mmmmm, Ricky--I thought you'd never get here."
The redhead was a porno film star and her name was Gloria. She was gorgeous. Dressed in a skin-tight sweater and mini skirt, her big tits pressed invitingly against Ricky's arm.
Brooke was relieved to see they weren't the first to arrive. Dozens of people milled around the huge living room. Gloria introduced them to a few and a dark-haired man put a drink in Brooke's hand.
"Hi!" he said, and winked. "We don't use real names here, but what the hell, my name's Steve. I've never seen you before. You new in town?"
Before Brooke had a chance to answer, he was gone. Nick came up behind her and pinched her ass. "See you around, babe!"
Nick and Ricky both disappeared. Steve returned with a plateful of appetizers.
"Here, have some," he said, munching a piece of cheese. "How're you doing with that drink? Need another?" Brooke shook her head. She was bewildered.
Where was everyone going? she wondered. They seemed to be disappearing one by one into the back of the house.
A stunning, young brunette almost knocked Brooke over. She was with an older man and they ignored Brooke as they continued what appeared to be an intense conversation.
"I think after all the wild stuff," the brunette said, "the scene's going back to being conservative. That's the way it's always been. Back and forth. You'll see. I'm right."
"Hey, babe!" the older man said, leering. "I'll give you a nickel if you let me suck your tits!"
The girl giggled. "Oh, you're terrible! Where's the food?"
"Have another drink," Steve said, interrupting Brooke's reverie.
"Thanks," she said, sipping her fresh drink.
Steve pressed against her. "Drink up. Now that we're old friends, how about it?"
"I think I'd like to just watch everyone for a while."
He took a deep breath. "My wife just went down the hair with that bald guy. I'm yours whenever you're ready."
"Your wife? And you're not jealous?"
He shrugged. "We're married. That doesn't mean we're joined at the hip!"
"This is all so crazy. I don't really belong here."
"You a friend of Ricky's?"
"Yes. We just met a week ago, but we've become real close."
"That's Ricky. What a stud!" Brooke blushed. "You know?"
"Who doesn't?"
"Listen, is everyone going off into the back of the house making out?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't know. That's why I'm asking you."
Placing his hands on her ass, Steve whispered in her ear. "Anything goes at these parties. Didn't Ricky tell you?"
"I guess I knew, but I feel sort of strange. I have to tell you, I'm married."
"Everyone's married. I'm horny, babe! If you're not willing, I'm gonna find someone who is."
"Go on then. I think I'll just mingle awhile."
"Kiss-kiss." With a swipe at her ass, Steve disappeared into the crowd.
A couple who had just arrived settled down on a sofa. The girl, a busty blonde, was talking softly to the man. He nodded from time to time and pulled on his beard.
I must be missing the point here, Brooke thought.
"I wanna suck your cock!" the blonde suddenly shouted.
The man, still silent, shrugged and quickly brought his prick out. He offered it to the big-titted girl.
"Gimme!" she said, sinking to the floor and sucking his cock into her mouth.
It was then that Brooke decided to leave. She loved sex, but this wasn't for her. She liked her sex in private, behind locked doors. But where were Nick and Ricky? she wondered. How would she get home without them?
"You look lost." Steve suddenly appeared.
"I am. I'd really like to go home."
"What's the matter? Isn't there anyone here that appeals to you? Most of the girls swing both ways, if that's your bag."
"It's not!"
"My cock's hard. Wanna taste?"
"Oh God, this is crazy!"
"Come here. I know a room that's not being used."
Before she could object, he guided her down the hall to the back of the house. Pushing a couple away from the door, he led her into an empty bedroom.
"See, I told you. All for us!"
"I don't even know you," Brooke protested weakly.
His eyes glittered as he openly studied her tits. "Take your clothes off and we'll get acquainted!"
Brooke decided that since she had no choice, she might as well enjoy herself. As she undressed, she felt Steve's gaze burning into her tits. She stood there before him wearing only a bra and panties.
He grinned, quickly stripping down to his shorts. "What a bod you've got!"
"Should I take everything off?"
"We'll finish together." He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. "One... two... three!"
Giggling drunkenly, they finished undressing. Brooke's flawless tits stood out, covered with a goosebumps. When she tugged her panties down, Steve grinned.
"I see you've got everything a girl should have. Great ass! Turn around so I can get a better look." Steve backed her up against the bed.
For the first time, Brooke looked around the room. "Why are there so many mirrors?"
"So we can watch ourselves fuck!"
"Oh! That should be a turn-on!"
"Everything's a turn-on. Come here. Let me cop a feel of that gorgeous ass of yours!"
Brooke forgot about the numerous mirrors covering the walls. Steve had a huge hard-on and she was more than ready to sample it.
"I noticed you staring at my prick!" Steve grinned, wriggling his ass suggestively.
Brooke was very horny and anxious to get laid. "Yes, you have a nice, big one!"
He winked lewdly, pushed her onto her back and climbed on top of her. "Let's fuck!"
She felt dizzy with longing. She caught a glimpse of herself in one of the mirrors. She looked like a horny slut. A wild-eyed, horny slut aching to get fucked.
Excitement washed over her as she gazed at her image in all the mirrors surrounding the bed. Her pussy gushed juice as Steve's cock poked against her thigh.
"Put it in!" she whispered, clinging to him. "Put it into me and fuck me!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Smile pretty, baby!" He ran his hands all over her body, smiling into one of the many mirrors.
She wondered why he was stalling. She wanted his cock badly. He seemed to be admiring himself in the various mirrors. Grabbing his prick, she squeezed it.
"Easy, baby, easy!" he said. "I know you want it bad. So do I. Let's look good though. Let's do it right!"
"What do you mean, look good?"
"Nothing, babe. Take it easy!"
The truth suddenly dawned and Brooke tried sitting up. Steve was too strong. He held her down with one arm.
"Those are one-way mirrors, aren't they?" she asked. "People are watching us from the other side. We're on display, aren't we?"
Steve murmured reassuringly. "Hey, baby, relax. It's a party. Everyone balling is putting on a show!"
"Oh, God, this is awful! Let me go!"
"No chance, babe! A minute ago you were begging for it." He touched her pussy, wedging a finger into her cunt-hole. "Smile! One of the guys watching has his eye on you for a film. Raise your legs. You know you want to. Go on. Spread 'em!"
"Oh, God, this is awful! Oh, God, how humiliating! I'm a married woman!"
"Dig it, babe!" Suddenly Steve rammed a finger into her asshole. "Nice and tight. Maybe I'll fuck your ass before we're through!"
Brooke trembled all over. Despite the deception, she was very excited. God help me, she thought. I don't mind being watched. I like it.
"Where's Nick and Ricky?" she asked as Steve wedged a second finger into her asshole.
"Probably watching the greatest show on earth, us!"
"Oh, God, I can't stand it!"
"Don't move around so much. I'm coming in!"
Over the next two hours, a half-dozen men wandered into the room and fucked Brooke. By the time she climbed into Nick's car for the ride home, her pussy was sore, but she was happy.
Ricky had stayed behind with the redhead, and as Nick drove, he put his arm around her shoulders. "How was it for you? I watched for about an hour, but then I got involved with our hostess."
"It was good, Nick. Damn good! But like I said, I worry sometimes about keeping my marriage together when my life is so complicated."
"You manage just fine."
"What if Matt finds out?"
"Like I said, he'll probably keep quiet if he does. Forget it. He doesn't suspect a thing."
CHAPTER NINE
It was two o'clock in the morning when Nick pulled up in front of Brooke's house. When Brooke saw Matt's car in the driveway, her jaw dropped.
"My God, Matt's home!"
"Stay cool! Tell him you were at the movies with a girlfriend. Remember, stay cool."
In the house, Brooke tore upstairs to the master bedroom. Matt smiled when she walked into the room.
"Surprise, hon!" he said. "I got home early!"
"Darling!"
They kissed. Then Brooke tore her mouth away from his. "I'm so horny, darling. I'm so glad to see you. Fuck me, darling! Don't make me wait any longer!"
"Where were you so late?" He pressed his lips against her neck, suctioning her smooth skin and drinking in her fragrance.
"I went to a double feature and spent hours gossiping with the girls over coffee. If only I'd known you were home. But let's not talk about that. You're home. I missed you so much!"
"Hey, what's this I feel on your panties?" His fingers were moist with her juices.
She realized her pussy was still wet with jism. Grabbing his hand, she thrust her pelvis forward, hoping he wouldn't recognize the difference between jism and cunt-juice.
"Darling!" she moaned as he finger-fucked her. "I get so horny when you're away!"
"Me, too!" Matt wormed his finger in and out of her cunt.
"Let me get my clothes off. I want you so badly!" Actually, Brooke was exhausted and all fucked out. But she didn't want Matt to get suspicious, so she pretended to be wildly horny.
She struggled with her clothes, tearing her sweater as she pulled it over her head. Her tits bobbed freely. She had forgotten her bra at the party.
"What's this?" Matt asked. "No bra?"
"I'll explain later. Kiss me, honey! Kiss my tits, too!"
He stifled a yawn as he feasted his warm lips to one rosy nipple. He sucked her tits while he unenthusiastically fingered her cunt.
His cock was limp. She didn't care. Even though she was totally satisfied and not a bit horny, she liked feeling his cock. In her heart, Brooke was glad to see him. He was her husband and she loved him.
"Has Nick been around?" he asked.
Her heart pounded. "Not much. But don't forget, he's a bachelor. Why should he worry about little old me?"
"He's my best friend. I depend on him to keep an eye on you."
"Oh, you know how things are with men like Nick. He's always catting around. I just stay home and keep busy as best I can."
"That's my girl. Jesus, you're juicy! I've never known your pussy to be so wet!"
"It's because I'm so glad to see you."
"Wow, you're like a faucet!"
"Make love to me, Matt! It's been so long. I dream every night about making love with you. Don't make me wait any longer!"
"Okay, okay, I will. But it's late. Maybe we ought to wait until we've both had a good night's sleep."
"No, I want it now. Please, darling! Please, fuck me now!"
"I never saw you like this!"
"Don't stop sucking my tits!" She climbed over him and tried stuffing one of her tits into his mouth.
When he turned his head, she slithered down and gazed at his prick. His prick rested against his thigh. Her mouth watered as she stared at it.
"Take it in your mouth, hon." Matt yawned.
It occurred to Brooke that Matt wasn't interested in fucking her, but she took his cock-head into her mouth and sucked.
"That's nice, hon, but you don't have to." He yawned again. "We can finish in the morning."
Shaking her head, she lapped her tongue around his cock-head and sucked the juice from his piss-slit.
"Now!" she whispered hotly, flicking her tongue up and down his cock-shaft.
Matt chuckled. "Well, one thing I know. You're not cheating on me. If you were cheating, you wouldn't be so horny!"
"Why would I do that?" She felt herself flush, but she tried keeping her voice calm.
"Some women would," he murmured. "I know it's not easy being alone so much."
There was something in his voice that told Brooke he knew, but was pretending not to. Was Nick right? she wondered. Did Matt know there were other men in her life and did he prefer to ignore it?
Matt caressed her hair and face as she twisted her lips around his cock-head. When she spat it out momentarily, it lay limp against his thigh.
"That's enough!" Matt said firmly. "We both need to sleep now."
But Brooke was sincerely turned on. "Why? You don't have to do anything. Let me suck you until you cum!"
"It's hard to resist when you ask for it like that!"
"Okay? Can I go on?"
"Aw, hon, I'm really bushed!"
"Please!" Brooke's wet tongue tantalized him. Her soft lips coaxed.
He yawned loudly. "I can't keep my eyes open."
"You've only been home less than an hour and already you're neglecting me!" Her voice sounded sharp. Nothing had changed between them.
Matt looked puzzled. "Neglecting you? Is that what you think?"
"Yes!" Rising up from the bed, she went to the closet for a robe. "I'm taking a shower. You go on to sleep. I'll see you in the morning."
She was in the shower less than five minutes when he joined her. He took the soap from her hand and began lathering her tits.
"I'm sorry, hon," he said. "I'll make it up to you."
She pouted. "You better."
"You're adorable when you're mad!"
"Really, Matt, you're not the most understanding husband in the world."
"I try babe, I try!" He fingered her soapy pussy.
"That's better." Wrapping her arms around his neck, she french-kissed him. "Baby!"
Together, they sank to the floor of the shower. The water soaked Brooke's hair, but she didn't mind. She had Matt's attention.
Brooke sat on the ledge, raising herself up. Matt held her legs up in the air and pressed his face into the moist hairiness of her cunt.
"I'm waking up," he said, burrowing his tongue into her pussy.
"Suck it!" she moaned. "Suck my hairy cunt-lips!"
"Let's get out of here and fuck!"
Only partially dry, they returned to the bed where Brooke stretched out on her back. Matt crouched between her legs, reached under her ass and grabbed her by the ass-cheeks.
Lifting her ass up with one hand, he fit his cock into her horny cunt with the other. In a moment, his cock was plunging in and out of her cunt and she was breathing hard.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted, writhing around.
"That's what I'm doing! Not bad either.
Pretty good cunt-action, hon!"
Brooke pretended to be excited, but in fact, the bored expression on Matt's face turned her off. Even when he leaned over and wrapped his moist lips around one of her tits, she was unimpressed.
Suddenly, he pulled out and rolled onto his back. His cock was wet with her cunt-honey. For a moment, Brooke thought he was going to go to sleep.
"Suck it!" he said.
Eyes closed, he waited. Brooke was angry, but she wanted to avoid an argument at all costs. Crawling between his legs, she took hold of his prick at the base and squeezed it. His cock-knob expanded and she began licking it.
She licked the cunt-juice from his cock-shaft, and when jism bubbled out of his pisser, she licked that up as well. Matt didn't say a word, nor did he change his expression. At one point, Brooke thought he had dozed off.
"Nice blowjob, honey," he said after a while, not bothering to stifle a yawn.
Great, Brooke thought bitterly. She knew she couldn't wait until he left town again.
* * *
A month later, Brooke sat in her kitchen sipping a glass of cold white wine and staring at young Tommy Watson. The teenager lived a few doors away and she'd watched him grow up for the past two years. Sometimes, she helped his mother out by having the boy come for lunch. Today was one of those times.
He was drinking a tall glass of milk and eating a plateful of chocolate chip cookies. He had already consumed two enormous ham and cheese sandwiches and a giant-size bag of potato chips.
Brooke was amused both by his appetite and his emerging masculinity. He was very young and she had had no intention of seducing him. But she was tempted. Young cock must be sweet, she thought, especially young, virgin cock. She wondered if he was circumcised.
Still stuffing his mouth, Tommy leaned back in his chair and groaned. "My Mom's gonna kill me for eating so much!"
His tight jeans revealed a melon-sized bulge in his crotch. Brooke crossed her legs and squeezed her thighs together. She felt horny, as usual. The kid looked mighty good to her, especially after a week of celibacy.
Matt was out of town on another extended trip and Nick was ignoring her. She knew he was seeing a lot of Bambi and Brooke missed him.
Now, as she refilled Tommy's glass, she wondered how it would feel to be the first woman in a boy's life. She assumed he was a virgin.
"Thanks, that was good!" the teenager said, tipping his chair back and widening the spread of his legs.
"Where are you going when you leave here? Back to school?"
"Naw. I'm through for the day. I guess I'll meet the guys and shoot some baskets." He began to get up.
"Wait! What's the hurry? Stay and talk to me."
"Okay." His chair came forward with a thud. He grinned. "I better not break it, huh? Your husband'll kill me!"
"He's never around long enough to find out about anything. He's out of town more than he's here."
"I guess you must get lonesome."
"I keep myself amused."
He lowered his eyes to her chest. She instinctively pushed her tits out.
"Well, I guess I'll get going," he said.
"I thought you were going to stay and talk to me."
"Oh yeah, sure!"
He continued staring at her tits. She glanced down, smiled and took a deep breath. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, she thought.
"I notice you keep looking at my chest," she said.
He reddened and averted his eyes. "Sorry about that. My Mom tells me all the time I better watch it."
"Do you like tits? Most boys do."
He licked his lips. "Sure! You bet!"
Crossing her legs, she let her skirt creep up to her thighs. "What about asses? I always thought my ass was the nicest part of my body."
"I like asses, too." He grinned. "Hell, I like the whole shot!"
"Confidentially, so do I. I like men a lot. In fact, I'd like to confide in you, if you don't mind. Do you?"
"I don't mind." His smile disappeared.
His attempt to assume a serious expression amused her. She leaned forward in her chair and lowered her voice. "I cheat on my husband. Yes, I do. I know it's wrong, even immoral, but I can't help it. What can I do if I need lots of sex? And I do, Tommy! Do you understand what I am saying?"
He swallowed hard. "Yeah, I guess it can be a problem!"
"You do understand. I thought you were mature for your age. Do you have a girlfriend?"
The abrupt change of subject seemed to throw the teenager. "Huh?"
"Do you have one special girlfriend or several? What I'm trying to find out is, are you getting what all boys your age want?"
He turned crimson. Shifting around in his chair, he avoided her eyes. "Yeah, from time to time."
So he's not a virgin, she thought, disappointed and excited at the same time.
"Speaking of bodies, you have a very nice one," she said.
"I work out a lot."
"I'd like to see you work out. Would you show me how it's done?"
"Well, I'd have to take my jeans off. I can't move real good dressed like this. They're kind of tight."
"So I see." She stared pointedly at the bulge in his crotch.
He quickly brought his legs together. "I'm sorry."
Brooke giggled seductively. "I'm not!"
"You don't really want me to take my pants off?"
"Sure I do! Why not? I've seen you in running shorts often enough. What's the difference? Shorts are shorts."
"Yeah, that's true."
She cleared the table while he peeled his jeans and shirt off. He stood before her, smiling shyly. She drank him in. His body was tanned and youthful. And young. So sweet and smooth and innocent. She had to have him, Brooke thought.
He saw her staring at his crotch and cleared his throat. "I took my shirt off too, so I don't get it all sweaty."
"That was wise." Brooke's throat felt constricted.
"I feel kind of funny now."
"Would it help if I took my blouse off?"
He nodded, and Brooke began unbuttoning her blouse. When she stood before him wearing only a bra and panties, she thought she heard him make a choking sound.
"Maybe you ought to just take your shorts off, too," she said.
"Huh?"
"You heard me. We might as well look at each other." Reaching back, she unhooked her bra. "I know what I said before about watching you work out, but now that you're half-naked, I realize I'm horny. Here. Do you like my tits? Come here and touch them. They won't break!"
His gaze glued to her tits, Tommy pulled his shorts down and stepped out of them. She sucked in her breath. There was nothing innocent about his prick. His cock was thick and long, even in its flaccid state. And his balls were fully developed.
"You're going to make me happy, aren't you?" Brooke whispered. "We're going to make each other happy. Come here and touch my tits! You have no idea how I need it!"
CHAPTER TEN
With a shy grin, Tommy grabbed hold of her tits. He squeezed them awkwardly and waited, as if for further instructions.
"Kiss them!" the horny housewife said. "Suck them!"
The boy let out a groan as his mouth came down on one of her tits. When he began sucking, he seemed more confident. He was an experienced tit-sucker.
Brooke stroked his hair and took hold of his prick. He stopped sucking for a moment as she fondled his cock.
"How would you like me to suck it?" she whispered. He nodded, his lips still chomping on her tit. She took his hand. "Come on, let's get comfortable."
In the bedroom, Brooke dropped to her knees while Tommy sat on the edge of the bed. She opened her mouth wide and slid her lips down Tommy's youthful prick. She lunged down toward the base, swallowed around his cock-head and licked her way back to his prick-knob.
"Jesus!" the boy said, cradling her head with his strong hands.
She pulled back. She had no intention of bringing him off so soon. Boys his age were selfish. She'd had enough of selfish men.
Rising up, she climbed onto the bed next to the teenager. He looked eager and vigorous. She knew he would do whatever she wanted.
Stretching out on her back, tits wobbling, she held her arms out to her young lover. "Now it's your turn to kiss me down there. You're not afraid, are you?"
"Hell, no!"
He made a dive between her legs. Brooke suppressed a giggle. Her laughter turned to a moan when he stuck his face into her cunt and began licking. She hadn't expected an expert cunt-lapper, but Tommy showed definite promise.
"That's very nice, but I need fucking!" she said. "Put your cock inside me. Now, Tommy!"
He stopped sucking, but he pressed his lips against her pussy. "Gee, I just got started. Can't I lick you a little longer?"
"No. Maybe later. Now, I want that nice stiff cock of yours in my pussy!"
Reluctantly pulling his mouth away from her cunt, Tommy climbed to his knees and aimed his prick between her cunt-lips. Brooke reached down to help him. Together, they guided his prick into her hot, hairy cunt-hole.
"It's going in," she said.
"Yeah!"
He seemed to gain confidence as he watched his teenaged cock enter her. Her pussy turned to mush the moment his cock was inside. To assert control over the boy, Brooke wound her legs around his back.
"I'll bet you never fucked a woman my age before!"
The boy shook his head as he began pounding his prick into her pussy. "I'm yours whenever you want me!"
"Oh, baby, that's an offer I can't refuse. Wait! Take it out for a minute!"
She made him lie down while she used her talented tongue on his prick. She sucked his balls, too. She could tell from his reaction that no one had ever sucked his balls before.
"Say something," she said. "Tell me what you like. Did anyone ever suck your balls before?"
"I like everything you're doing! Honest! It's great!"
A huge drop of jism oozed from his piss-slit. She licked up his cum and vibrated her tongue over the flared rim under his cock-knob.
"I love sucking cock! Do you love it? Getting blown? Do you like it as much as balling?"
"I like it all! Shit, that's nice!"
She took his prick into one cheek, then the other. She used her fist on his cock-shaft, milking his prick.
His prick was wet with saliva as her fingers flew up and down.
"Tell me about your first time," Brooke said. "Who was the girl?"
"It was my aunt."
"Your aunt?"
"She broke me in." His eyes were closed, but he pumped his ass up off the bed and tried forcing more of his prick into Brooke's mouth.
"And she showed you the ropes, huh?"
He smirked. "Yeah, you could say so. She taught me a lot!"
"Did she blow you as good as I'm blowing you?"
"She was good, but not as good as you. Suck my balls again, huh?"
"Yes, but go on. Talk to me. What else did your aunt do to you?"
"She got on top of me when we fucked. She did all the work. It was great!"
"I'll get on top of you, if you want. I like being on top. It's a good position for a woman, if you know what I mean!"
"You mean because of your clit? Yeah, I know!"
"Thank God!"
"Lick underneath, huh?"
"Like this?"
"Yeah!"
Holding Brooke by the ears, Tommy began shoving his prick into the back of her throat. She almost gagged. Saliva ran out of the corners of her mouth. He was going too fast. She was losing control.
"I'm cumming!" he roared, filling her mouth with teenaged spunk.
Noooo! she thought as she swallowed his gluey liquid. Oh, fuck, now I won't get laid!
* * *
"The way I see it, is you either leave Matt, or come to terms with life."
The man speaking was old, probably over seventy. His name was Drake, and Brooke had met him in a neighborhood bar. After a few martinis, she told him about her life, specifically her marital problems. He had turned sober as he offered her advice.
"I don't want to leave him," Brooke said. "I still love him. I know that sounds crazy, but I do. I just don't know what to do!"
Drake's elderly eyes crinkled as he sipped his drink. "Then go on with your life. Have your affairs and enjoy yourself. There's nothing wrong with the way you're living."
"If you really mean that, I feel much better. I was beginning to think there was something wrong with me."
The old man nodded as he studied her face.
"You're very pretty. But then, you know that!"
"So I've been told. But hearing it from a man your... " She stopped, flustered. "I'm sorry!"
"You were about to say from a man my age, weren't you? Don't be embarrassed. I know I'm old. No one knows it better than me. But I'm not out to pasture yet. Not by a long shot!"
"I've never had an affair with a man your age." Brooke grimaced. "I'm sorry. It looks like I put my foot in my mouth again!"
He chuckled as he signaled the bartender. He turned to Brooke and took her hand. "I think we're going to be friends. Between friends, there are no secrets. You can put your foot in your mouth anytime. I like you, Brooke. You make me feel young!"
It suddenly occurred to Brooke that Drake might be flirting with her. She glanced at him, but he wasn't staring at her tits. He was different from anyone she knew. Maybe it was his advanced age.
"I like you, too. You remind me of my father." She groaned. "I did it again."
The old man chuckled. "Don't worry. I told you, I like you too much to take exception."
"Are you married?" Brooke asked after a while.
"Not at the moment." He silently sipped his drink. "I buried three wives. Now I take my females at intervals. I'm too old to start over with a new bride."
"Please tell me if it's none of my business, but I've often wondered. Do people your age still need sex?"
"Lord, yes! If you've got your health, you can perform until the day you die!"
Brooke's tongue was loosened by the martinis. She stared into her drink. "So, I've got years of being horny ahead of me."
Drake cleared his throat. "I'd be happy to help you out, if you find an old man like me attractive."
Brooke looked up.
"Listen," she said, her words slurred by the booze. "I've tried 'em young and not so young. Hell, why not try an old coot like you once before I die?"
A half-hour later, Drake gawked as she casually removed her bra. Her nipples were already rosy with desire. The old man began undressing.
"Let me at those gorgeous tits!" he murmured.
"Wait!" Brooke peeled her panties down to reveal her thick cunt-hair. Her pussy was already moist with desire.
"Tommy Watson's my grandson!" Drake grinned mischievously.
Brooke licked her lips. "Did he tell you?"
"Yes. The boy and I are close. I followed you into the bar today."
"Are you going to make trouble for me?"
"Lord, no! Tommy told me what a delicious piece you were, and I wanted to try some!"
"Now all I need is to fuck Tommy's father!"
The old man moved toward her, eyeing her tits hungrily. "That can be arranged, child."
Brooke's eyes never left his prick as he approached her. It wasn't hard yet, but it looked good to the boozy, horny wife. A drop of jism glistened on his cock-tip. She wanted to lick it off.
"I'd like to blow you first!" she said when Drake took her into his arms.
"Just what I hoped for!" His voice was hoarse and his eyes sparkled feverishly.
"You're not sick, are you?"
"No, just crazy excited!"
When she sat down, she dropped to her knees before him and began licking the jism from his cock-tip. Then, on an impulse, she took his entire prick into her mouth and began sucking.
"Tommy told me you gave a hell of a blow-job," he wheezed. He swung his hips back and forth, grunting all the while. "Easy, easy! I'll cum too fast this way. I may be old, but if you handle me well, I can last a long time. That's one of the benefits of advanced age."
"You can fuck me as long as you last! I can't get enough of it. I love it, Drake! You don't know how I love it!"
"Suck the tip, child. There. Lick the underside, right here!"
As she licked the sensitive underside of his prick, her mind whirled. So it wasn't an accident, she thought, meeting Drake in the bar. Alerted by Tommy, he had followed her.
Her pussy throbbed with need. So I've come to this, she thought. Fucking an old man who'll probably have a hell of a time getting it up.
She'd sucked and fucked so many men in the past months, she had lost count. Sometimes, she didn't care who she went to bed with. It wasn't the man that mattered. Nick had proven that to her long ago. It was cock she craved. Hard, pile-driving cock, crashing into her. Making her cum and cum and cum.
"Marvelous!" Drake cried when she dragged her teeth over his cock-shaft. "You're an animal! Tommy said you were wild, but I figured the kid was exaggerating!"
Brooke peppered his balls with kisses and pumped his cock-shaft. "I'll bet you're a better lover than Tommy! I'll bet you could teach him a few tricks."
"How many pricks have you sucked?"
"I don't know. Dozens. Why?"
"I've fucked hundreds of women in my lifetime! If I don't know more than a teenager, I better give up!"
"I want a mouthful of cum, old-man." She jerked his prick forcefully. "How'd you like to give me a mouthful of cum and then I'll make you hard again?"
"It might take all day."
"I've got time."
When his cock burst, sending a flood of pungent-tasting jism into her mouth, Brooke's pussy spasmed. My God, I'm cumming! she thought as she drained his balls.
"What a mouth you've got!" Drake moaned. "I thought you were going to swallow me up, child!"
She fell onto the bed next to him. "I hope I didn't hurt you!"
"Here, take it and get it up again!"
He shoved his cock into her hand. She grasped his prick gratefully. Cock was her life force. What she lived for. What she constantly craved.
"That was the best blowjob I've had in years!" he said.
Brooke's eyes widened. "My God, it's getting hard again!"
He cackled happily. "Lie down and I'll show you how an old man fucks!"
"Get on top of me! Fuck me!"
The loose skin on his chest hung down as he mounted her. She raised her legs high in the air and waited. The moment his cock fucked her pussy, she raked her fingernails into his arms. Welts appeared on his fragile-looking skin.
"Animal!" Drake chuckled, raising and lowering his ass as he rammed into her cunt.
"You're good," she said. "Mmmmm, you don't know how good you are!"
The feverish, sex-starved wife locked her legs around his back and gyrated her ass with every stroke. God, I love to fuck, she thought. I just can't get enough of it.
"Good fuck!" he rasped. "God damn good fuck!"
When he pulled out, she automatically rolled over and raised her ass in the air. He fucked her from behind, stroking in and out a few times, then pulling out again.
"I want your ass! How about it?"
"Give it to me! Stick it in!"
"Bam!" He penetrated her asshole quickly and began banging away.
"Love it!" Brooke moaned. "Love, love, love it!"
She hugged a pillow to her tits as he plowed into her bowels. His hoarse grunts rang in her ears. His balls slapped her cunt-lips.
She heard him suck in his breath.
"Don't stop!" she begged. "For God sake, don't stop!"
"I'll take over, Grandpa," a strange voice said.
It was Tommy. Brooke fell down onto her belly while Drake climaxed in her shitter.
"How the hell did you get in?" she asked the boy.
"The back door was open. Can I take over, huh? Can I fuck you now?"
Drake was wheezing loudly as he collapsed next to Brooke. She turned over, nodded, and toyed with her tits while she waited.
"Good, I get to watch!" Drake grinned as the teenaged boy stripped.
"Let me fuck your ass!" Tommy said to Brooke.
She groaned. His grandfather's jism was still oozing out of her asshole.
"Go on," she said. "Stick it in my ass and fuck it!"
She would last with Matt, she knew that now. Her marriage would last and she would have some cock on the side whenever she needed it. What Matt didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
Or me either, she thought with a smile. Then she groaned again as young Tommy eased his cock inside her waiting asshole.