Toby Brand, blonde and blue-eyed, brushed her long silken hair and admired herself in the mirror. For a woman pushing thirty, she thought, I'm in good shape. She turned and gazed at her ass and the backs of her thighs. Not a bulge or an extra ounce of fat anywhere. Not many women could make that claim, and she was proud of her appearance.
She had stepped out of the bathtub and toweled herself dry. Now she stood before the mirror completely naked and dabbed perfume behind her ears and inside her cleavage.
When her husband, Leon, was out of town on business, she liked to keep herself looking as good as when he was home. A woman had to get in the habit of being well-groomed. Then if her husband came home unexpectedly she was always ready.
In any case she was convinced that it was the wife who had the responsibility for keeping love alive in a marriage. She paused and gazed at her tits in the mirror. Leon loved her boobs. He always said no centerfold could compete with her. The secret of her figure was her tiny rib cage, but she never told Leon that. Having a tiny rib cage made her big tits even more prominent.
Still, her tummy was flat and her ass was firm. Her thighs were a little fleshy, but firm, and, besides, Leon liked them that way. He always told her they felt good around his neck.
She smiled as she automatically dabbed perfume over her cunt-bush and between her legs. Even if Leon wasn't home, she liked to smell good. It was all part of being a woman. A desirable woman.
She slipped into a pair of black bikini panties and a lacy half bra. The bra lifted her tits and made them bulge. The tip of her nipples showed. Leon liked that. He loved to see her nipples peep out from the lace.
She tied a robe around herself and padded down to the kitchen. She put a pot of coffee on and squeezed fresh orange juice. She had no plans for the day and planned to phone her sisters and see what they were doing.
When the coffee was ready, she poured herself a cup and sat down at the table to drink it. Just then the doorbell rang, and she clutched her robe more tightly around her and moved to the door.
She peeked out the window and saw that her brother-in-law, Freddie, was standing on the porch. Freddie was married to her sister, Susan, and they lived a few houses down the street. The couples were close, and now Toby remembered that Freddie had promised to drop by and fix the leak in the kitchen sink.
She opened the door and Freddie walked in. He planted a brotherly kiss on her lips. "Your friendly repairman is here," he said.
"Coffee?" she said as he moved to the sink.
"Sure," he said, placing his tool kit on the floor. He eyed her tits, and she giggled as she clutched her robe more tightly around her. Freddie raised his eyebrows and made a lewd gesture.
"If Leon hadn't married you first, I'd dump Susan tomorrow," he said.
Toby giggled. Freddie was a flirt, but she never took him seriously. He flirted with her other sister too. Beth was the middle one, and she was more serious than either Toby or Susan. She lived nearby with her husband and two children. Toby was close to her too, but not as close as she was to Susan.
Still, she was glad they all got along so well. She was the only one whose husband traveled, and the others kept her company when she was alone.
"I said you're certainly looking sexy," Freddie said.
"I didn't hear you," Toby said. "I was thinking."
Freddie gazed at her and deliberately raked his eyes up and down her body. "With tits like that, you don't have to think."
Toby blushed and tied her robe more tightly. "Stop it," she giggled, pouring him a cup of coffee. "You're embarrassing me."
Freddie spent the next fifteen minutes fixing the sink. Toby excused herself and went into the living room and dusted the furniture. She was as particular about her home as she was about her appearance. She hated housework, but if it was kept up on a daily basis, it didn't need much attention. s
"Can I come in?" Freddie said as he lumbered into the room and plopped down on the sofa.
"Sure, come on in and sit down," Toby said wryly.
She sat down beside him and reached for her coffee. "Don't you have to get to work?" she said.
"I've got time," he said.
"I was about to call Susan to see what she's doing today," she said.
"She's out," he said.
"Out? She didn't tell me she had plans today."
"You sisters are so damn close, you don't move without each other." He took the cup from her hand and tasted the coffee. "Bitter. Anyway, Sue's getting her plumbing checked today."
"Oh, yes, I forgot she had an appointment at the gynecologist," Toby said.
"Hey," Freddie said, handing the cup back to her. "You really are a sight for sore eyes."
Toby laughed deep in her throat. She had a sexy voice and sometimes she enjoyed teasing Freddie. Her shortie robe opened when she crossed her legs and revealed her tan thighs. "You're just a horny jock," she said.
He made no move to leave and she felt slightly uncomfortable when she saw that he was openly staring at her cleavage. He grinned when their eyes met.
"That's some dairy you've got there."
"You're vulgar." But she felt a tingle between her legs and she shifted her weight on the cushion.
She wondered then if he was coming on to her. She'd never cheated on Leon in all the years of their marriage. But if she ever did, it certainly wouldn't be with her sister's husband. Still, it was fun to flirt. Freddie was all talk anyway. She was certain of that.
"I've always thought you were a dish," he said.
"You say that to all the girls," she said.
His face turned serious. "That's not true. You turn me on. You always have. Susan's got a good Figure, but it doesn't compare with yours."
"Oh, Freddie, stop it," she said, but she felt uneasy.
"I've had plenty of wet dreams about you," he said.
"Freddie!"
But her heart pounded with excitement and she felt herself grow warm all over. Especially between her legs. Damn! She thought as she felt the juice seep out of her cunt. She rose up abruptly.
"Didn't you say you had to get to work," she said.
He yanked her down again. "I don't have to go anywhere," he said. "Don't tell me you've never wondered what I was like in the sack." He boldly placed his hand on her thigh.
"Well, I never...."
"Don't get your bowels in an uproar," he said, moving his hand between her legs and caressing her velvety flesh. "How long's Leon been gone? Two, three days? Don't tell me you're not horny. I know you girls. Susan gets horny if she doesn't get fucked every other day."
"Well, if that's the case, you better conserve your energy," Toby said, but she didn't push his hand away.
A moment passed, a moment in which neither of them spoke. Then Freddie cleared his throat. "You've got such soft skin," he said. "Is it this soft all over?" His hand slipped farther up her leg and she automatically parted her thighs.
"Freddie, this is wrong," she said. "You know it is. We're both happily married."
"What's that got to do with the price of tea in China?" he said, moving his lips over hers and slipping his hand inside the wet crotch of her bikinis.
She held her breath as he slowly fondled her curly cunt-muff. He kept his mouth closed at first, but then he opened his lips and eased his tongue into her softly yielding mouth.
It was then that Toby knew in her heart that she wanted this. As much as she loved Leon, she craved sexual adventure. Life was too short not to taste everything and in the depths of her being she wanted to have an affair.
Now she wrapped her arms around Freddie's neck and surrendered to him. She boldly parted her lips and suctioned his tongue into her warm mouth. She caressed it with her own tongue and lips and massaged the back of his neck.
"Now what?" she said, reluctantly breaking the kiss. "See what you started?"
"It was inevitable," Freddie said, tugging her robe off her shoulders.
She flipped open the belt that tied it together and helped him slip the robe off her arms. It fell to her waist and Freddie planted a hot kiss on her shoulder.
With one hand stroking her throat, he reached behind her and unhooked her flimsy bra. Her tits flopped out and she closed her eyes and leaned back against the sofa. She stopped thinking and only felt the wonderful sensations flooding her. Her smooth tanned skin bristled with sexual energy and she knew she would come the moment he touched her pussy.
"This is crazy," she said, "but there's no turning back now. You better take charge, Freddie, because I can't."
She cradled his head against her chest when he closed his lips over one of her boobs. He swirled his tongue over her excited nipples. They quivered like two pink berries waiting to be plucked. She trembled all over and pressed herself firmly against his sucking mouth.
"I'll take care of everything," Freddie murmured. He dropped her tit from his mouth and gazed up into her eyes. "Should we get into a bed?"
"Don't stop," she sighed, clutching his arm. "It feels so good when you kiss me."
He chuckled and lowered his lips to her slightly hanging tits. "I knew you'd be a hot number," he said, sucking and nibbling and licking her erect nipples.
Fear suddenly struck her. "Freddie?" she hissed.
"Yeah?" He was so busy exploring her titties he barely looked up.
"You won't tell anyone, will you?" she breathed.
He snickered, stroking her thighs and her panty-covered cunt. "You kidding? You think I want Susan to kill me?"
Toby breathed a sigh of relief and clung to him when he forced his fingers inside the crotch of her bikinis. He caressed the downy mass between her legs and dragged his fingers over her inner thighs.
"Oh, Freddie," she sighed. "That feels nice."
"You hot to trot?" he said.
She giggled. "I guess that's your way of asking if I'm ready."
"Well, are you?"
"Yes, I'm ready."
He yanked the waistband of her bikinis down and she raised herself while he pulled her panties off her ass. She sat down again as he slowly peeled the flimsy garment down her thighs. She sprawled out on the sofa and waited for him to make the next move. Her passion was ignited. Now she wanted him to douse it.
"Aren't you getting undressed too?" she said.
He tugged at his zipper. "I can just take this monster out."
Toby flinched. "Jesus, Freddie, this is my first affair. I'd like it to be more than a quickie."
Freddie grinned down at her. "You and your sister," he said as he pulled his shirt out of his pants and unbuckled his belt.
"Don't remind me of Susan," Toby said. "I feel guilty enough."
When Freddie was naked, he stood before her and stared at her naked body. "Aw, there's nothing to be guilty about. You're such a sexy dish. I've wanted to fuck you for years."
His eyes confirmed what his words said. He gazed at her with awe mixed with admiration. The desire in his eyes warmed and caressed her. At that moment she knew she could stop what they'd started and nothing would be lost. But she knew she wouldn't. She wanted Freddie to fuck her. She loved Leon, but she wanted Freddie to fuck her and suck her and ram his cock all the way up her pussy.
"Well, do it," she said, extending her arms and beckoning to him. "Get over here and fuck me before I change my mind."
His prick stood up like a club and swayed as he climbed over her waiting body. She quivered feverishly as he mounted her and she sighed deeply when their bodies met.
"I'm gonna ride you like you should be rode," he said, nibbling her tits and forcing his fingers into her mouth.
She sucked his digits. He snaked them into her mouth as if they were his prick. She knew before they were through she would suck his cock too.
He pressed his lips and tongue over her neck and throat and ears. He ground his body against hers and she loved the feel of his sturdy muscles imprisoning her.
Her own legs were spread wide and her thighs encircled him. He brought her to the edge of ecstasy with his tongue and lips and then stopped.
Wild with desire, she clawed at his shoulders and back and pushed her pelvis at his crotch. She wanted him so much in that moment, she thought she'd lose her mind.
He moved slowly. It was obvious he wanted her hot before he finally fucked her. There was a twinkle in his eye as he gazed down at her.
"You really want it, don't you?"
"Yes!"
Very slowly and sensuously he lowered his head and ran the tip of his tongue over her cleavage. She panted with excitement and humped her ass in a fucking motion.
"Freddie, don't tease me!" she hissed.
"You trying to tell me something, gorgeous?"
"Damn you, Freddie, you were the one who started this!" She raked her long crimson fingernails down his arms.
"You gonna send me home to Susan like that?" he shrugged.
"Damn Susan and damn you!" Toby fumed.
His cock rested on her muff and she could feel his balls on her ass. Her head rocked from side to side and she almost wept.
"Just don't you worry," he murmured, kissing her gently on her lips and eyelids. "Freddie's coming in soon. You didn't even take a good look at my friend here. How come?" He raised himself and showed her his cock.
Toby averted her eyes. She had purposely not looked at his cock. Now she had no choice but to gaze at it. A tiny gasp escaped her lips. It was a monster, as Freddie had said, big and very, very thick around. Leon had a nice normal-sized cock, but Freddie's was massive.
"You'll either kill me or cure me with that thing," she giggled.
"I'm not gonna do either," he said, raising her legs to his shoulders. "I'm gonna fuck you into the ground, but it won't cure you. It'll make you hot for it regularly."
"Oh, Freddie!" she said as he guided the head of his monster cock to the drooling lips of her cunt.
Her heart pounded as she waited for him to enter her. This was the best time. When a cock penetrated her and filled her tight pussy and then lunged all the way into her body. Into her very depths. The veins in her temples throbbed as, with one thrusting motion, Freddie's cock glided into her hot slippery cunt.
"Yes!" she said. "You're filling me up!"
"That's the idea," he grunted, gazing down at her.
"Fuck me, Freddie!" she said. "Oh, God, you're so big!"
He began stroking his rock-hard poker into her cunt. Her flowing juices welled up and drenched him. She writhed and twisted and fucked back at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they were one.
His big bloated balls slapped against her ass. The bottom half of her body was almost upright and he was able to penetrate her totally. Again and again he brought her to the edge and then backed off. He was priming her, and she knew it, for the best come of her life.
"Fuck me!" she shrieked when he deliberately corkscrewed his prick deep inside her and rasped his shaft over her clit.
She wrapped her legs around his neck and twisted her body as the incredible sensations filled her. When her cunt contracted around his dick, Freddie drove his prick even farther into her depths.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" Toby cried when he came inside her. "Oh, sweet Jesus, fill me up!"
He sent a gusher of hot jizz into her body. She loved it. It filled her with its warmth and she squeezed her pussy around his still-hard cock.
Even when he was soft, he kept thrusting. She came again and when they were exhausted they rested in each other's arms, basking in the glow of their love.
CHAPTER TWO
Toby avoided Susan for the next few days. Then she decided she was being silly. It was obvious that Freddie fooled around. If he wasn't with Toby, he would be with another woman. She wasn't hurting Susan, was she?
She spoke to both her sisters every day. On a bright sunny morning she decided to run over to Susan's for morning coffee. Beth had her two children to take care of, but Susan was always ready for company.
Toby ran through the back yard, wearing only a pair of tight cut-offs and a tee-shirt. She didn't bother to make-up and had tied her hair back in a pony tail.
When she arrived at her sister's house, she was about to walk right in when she heard a strange sound coming from the den. Shielding her eyes from the sun, Toby walked to the side of the house and peered in.
For a moment she thought a robber had her sister in his clutches. Then she took a better look and what she saw made her blood run cold. Susan and Norton together, naked on the sofa.
The shade was partway up and the window was open. Toby could hear every word they said and she felt glued, to the spot as she gazed inside.
"Let me suck that nice big cock of yours," Susan giggled. "I'm going to suck the cream right out of your balls."
"I don't mind if you do," Norton said almost casually. "Beth's been busy with the kids lately. I could use a good blow-job."
Susan sat on the edge of the sofa and Norton stood over her. He eased his dick against her lips and Susan eagerly took it from his hand and clutched it.
"I'll do that," she said, opening her lips and licking his cockhead.
"Get it good and clean," Norton chuckled.
Susan lapped her tongue from the base of his prick to the flared rim. "Don't I always?"
"You sure do," Norton said, his eyes crinkling up when he grinned. "You give the best blow-job in the neighborhood."
Toby listened, shocked to hear that Susan and Norton's affair was an ongoing thing. It had never occurred to her that the sexy brunette cheated on Freddie. She was crazy about him, as he was about her. Toby blushed. Yet Freddie had fucked her. It appeared that she had a wild family. It seemed so strange that she was the oldest sister and yet here she was just finding out about the others.
She thought of Beth as she watched Susan polish Norton's cockhead with her tongue. He swayed his ass slightly and held her ears.
"That's good, Sue," he said. "You keep sucking like that and I'll give you a good fucking."
Toby's excitement mounted as she watched and listened. Her body responded to the lewd scene. Her tits throbbed and her pussy lubricated. She found herself envying Susan. She wouldn't mind having Norton's cock in her mouth right about now.
His prick wasn't as big as Freddie's, but it was nice, and Susan devoured it. She ran her tongue up and down his vein-bulged cockshaft and around his cock-knob. She moved his cockskin up and down his pole and let saliva soak his balls.
"How much time do you have?" Susan said.
Norton glanced at his watch. "I gotta leave in about fifteen minutes.
Susan pursed her lips and moistened them with her pink tongue. She rubbed them seductively over his fuck-stick. "You always have to leave so damn soon."
"Aw, Sue," Norton said. "You know I'd stay if I could."
Susan flicked her tongue over his balls and gazed up into his eyes. She grasped his ball-bag and, staring up at him, sucked one of his nuts into her mouth briefly.
"I'm not complaining," she said. "Just as long as you give me a nice hard fucking."
"Shit, Susan, your mouth feels so damn good on my nuts," Norton said. His eyes were shut tight and his teeth clenched.
"I practice," Susan giggled, "whenever I can."
"Who else are you fucking around with?" Norton said.
"That'd be telling," Susan said.
Toby felt herself grow warm. Perspiration dripped down her cleavage. She didn't know why, but she had an awful feeling Susan would say something she didn't want to hear.
"You been able to persuade Leon to fuck you yet?"
"I'll never tell," Susan said.
Toby blanched. Susan and Leon? It wasn't possible. Leon was the most faithful husband in the world. He would never cheat on her. Or would he?
"Well, are you balling him?" Norton said.
"You know how crazy he is about Toby," Susan said.
Toby breathed more easily. Her legs were becoming stiff from maintaining one position for so long, but she had no intention of leaving. She'd never seen a man and woman together. Not even on film. Leon had once brought a fuck-film home, but she wouldn't watch it. Oh, God, she thought. I wouldn't watch a fuck-film, but I cheated on my Leon!
She felt a stab of guilt when Susan continued. "He thinks the sun rises and sets on my sister," she said. "I must say I've tried to seduce him, but the guy just isn't interested."
"Maybe he's got a little action on the road," Norton said.
"I don't think so, duckie," Susan said.
"Let's face it. Leon's the only man in this family who's faithful."
So she knows about Freddie, Toby thought with a sigh of relief.
Now Susan leaned over. Her long dark hair fell forward and covered Norton's dick. She pushed it to one side and took his entire prick into her throat. His curly cock-bush pressed against her nose, and she bobbed her head up and down and mouth-fucked him.
He'll come in her mouth, Toby thought. She's going to bring him off in her mouth and I'm going to watch because I can't leave. I can't leave, God help me!
She'd always been fond of Norton, but had never considered him especially sexy. He was just Beth's husband. He was quiet and polite and crazy about Beth and the children. Who would have guessed he fucked around?
Now Toby watched Susan twist her head around as she slid the ring of her lips up and down Norton's dick. The juices of her pussy flowed as she gazed at the scene. She was almost as excited as she'd been when she'd blown Freddie.
Maybe it runs in the family, she thought as she watched Susan pump and suck Norton's prick. Maybe we're all a bunch of sluts. She squeezed her thighs together. The sun beat down on her. She knelt down and leaned her arms on the window sill. If anyone could see her, they would think she was washing the windows.
Suddenly Norton climbed onto the sofa and knelt between Susan's widespread thighs. He moved one finger up and down her slit and parted her cunt flaps with his thumbs. Toby held her breath. Seeing her sister's cunt like this was overwhelming.
"Do me here," Susan said, taking Norton's hand and directing it to what was apparently her clit.
There's nothing shy about her, Toby thought wryly.
"That's the way," Susan sighed, leaning her head on the arm of the sofa and raising one leg and draping it over the back. "You know just how to do me, Nortie."
"Do you want a little come before we fuck?" Norton said.
"Don't I always?"
Toby's body tensed when Norton fisted his cock and directed the head over Susan's cunt. He didn't stick it inside her. Apparently he was masturbating her with it.
Toby had never seen anything like it before, but she had every intention of asking Leon to do it to her the next time they fucked. Susan appeared to be enjoying it immensely. She tossed her head back and clutched her tits.
"I love when you do that," she said.
Norton skinned his dick while he masturbated her. "Do you want a load in there?" he said.
She strained up at him. "Yes, let me suck you!"
She flopped onto her belly and he sat down on the sofa. She leaned over him and Toby could see everything clearly. She slid her lips up and down his shaft and twisted them around his knob. With a hoarse groan, Norton dumped his load into her mouth.
His face contorted and he grunted fiercely and Susan opened her jaws wide and took every drop on her tongue and down her throat. At the end, she plunged two fingers into her pussy and brought herself off.
Long after Norton was through spurting, Susan was still sucking his dick. "You're killing me," he said.
"I'm getting you up again," she said.
"You're crazy!"
"I'll do it!"
Toby believed she would. Susan had always been a determined girl. When she set out to do something, she did it. Now she watched the brunette suck gluttonously on Norton's meat. teeth. "It's coming up."
A drop of his spunk clung to Susan's lip and she worked her mouth vigorously over his shaft. Her cheeks sank in and she used her hands to caress his balls. At one point Norton grunted and Toby realized Susan was playing with his asshole.
"Jesus, what are you doing?" Norton said.
"Tickling you," Susan giggled.
He reached over and rubbed his hand around her snatch. "How's this?" he said, stabbing a finger into her gash. Instinctively Susan began to move her ass back and forth.
"You've got the tightest cunt around," he said.
"That's cause I don't have any kids," Susan said.
"What's that got to do with it?"
"I don't believe it," Susan said. "It stretches when the baby comes out, dummy."
"Oh, yeah...."
"That's good!" Susan panted. "Your finger almost feels like a cock. "I need to get fucked, Nortie. I'll have you hard as new in a minute."
Norton worked his finger in and out of her gulch and she dropped his prick and savored the sensations. Toby leaned her chin on the window sill as she watched. She felt sweaty all over. She stared with hot eyes at Norton's dick and couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to fuck him.
Susan was flushed with excitement. Her long dark hair flew over one eye as she raised her ass to meet his thrusting fingers. "Oh, Norton, fuck me!" she said.
"Only if I can stick it in your butt."
Susan's eyes widened. "You mean it? I thought you had to leave soon?"
"It doesn't take long," Norton smiled.
"Oh, Nortie, give me your cock!" Susan said, grabbing his dick and taking it into her mouth.
Toby knew how her sister felt. A woman had a feeling of power when she sucked a man's dick. Only a woman could get a man really hard. It was true he could masturbate, but it took a woman to really excite a man.
She thought about how good Freddie's cock had felt in her mouth. It had pulsated against her tongue and lips and she'd felt it harden. His velvety skin expanded and grew taut around his growing tool. She had to restrain herself from masturbating just thinking about it. But she was outside and visible to anyone who happened to walk by.
Now Norton pulled his cock out of Susan's mouth and told her to roll onto her belly. Susan climbed onto her hands and knees and waited. She turned her head and smiled.
"Wet me down," she said.
"Sure, don't I always?" Norton said.
He rubbed his fingertips over her gulch and deposited the juice around her asshole. He ran the flat of his hand up and down her crack and Toby could vaguely see her puckered little shitter.
Susan squirmed around as he lubricated her bung. She lay her cheeks on her arms and faced the window. For a moment Toby thought she saw her. Then she realized she was safe. Susan was too turned on to notice anything but the man behind her. The man who was about to stuff his dick into her butt.
"You're tight as a clam in here too," Norton said.
"Is that a complaint?" Susan said.
"Hell, it's a compliment," he said.
Toby wondered whether Freddie ever fucked Susan in the asshole. His prick was so massive he would split her in two with it. On the other hand, it might feel good squeezing slowly inside her butt.
She watched as Norton wet his thumb with saliva and drilled it into Susan's bung. Susan raised her shoulders and let her tits graze the sofa cushion. She threw her head back and moaned.
Norton thumbed her butt and moved one hand underneath to stroke her tits. "Mmmmm, that's nice, lover," Susan said.
He bent down and ran his tongue over her round asscheeks and explored her inner thighs with his lips. Toby watched Susan respond. The brunette shivered with obvious delight and squealed deep in her throat.
"You're driving me crazy, Nortie," she said.
"I want to make sure you're nice and open," he said.
He flicked his tongue up and down her ass crease and pushed his thumb back in her bung. Susan moved a hand to her cunt and rubbed herself. Toby automatically reached down and rubbed her horny snatch through her cut-offs.
Norton bent over and stiffened his tongue. He stabbed it against Susan's bung and tried to force it in. He tried again and Susan turned her head and giggled.
"It'll never go in," she said.
"Sure it will," Norton said.
"Do you do that to Beth?"
"You talk too much."
Toby had never heard Norton become annoyed. Apparently he didn't like the mention of his wife. Susan didn't take exception to his words.
"Lick it again, Nortie," Susan said. "It's wild."
"How's that?"
"Keep licking me!" she sighed. "It's delicious!"
Apparently spurred on by his tongue on her bung, Susan gyrated her hips and wiggled her ass in a frenzy. Her firm flesh shimmered and shook and Norton buried his face inside her asscrack.
Toby held her breath and almost fell over when he pushed a finger into Susan's cunt while he licked her brownie. When Susan begged him to give her his dick, she felt dizzy.
"Give it to me, Nortie," Susan said. "God, I'm dying for it."
"Okay, okay," Norton said softly, grasping her hips firmly and pressing his dick against her bung.
Toby's head pounded when he pushed forward and filled Susan's shitter with his meat. It was the most erotic thing she'd ever seen and she held herself steady as she stared into the room.
"Oh, Jesus, Nortie, that feels so damn good!" Susan said. "I swear I'm going to spit at Freddie the next time he fucks me in the butt."
Norton chuckled. "Your asshole fits my cock like a glove."
"You can move if you want to."
"You're sure I won't hurt you?"
"Hey, I don't wanna hurt your feelings, but have you ever seen Freddie's prick?"
Norton chuckled as he pulled out and then plunged in again. His balls bounced against Susan's thighs. For a moment Toby thought her sister had seen her. She ducked down, but when she looked again Susan was moaning loudly.
"I've seen Freddie's pecker," Norton said. "If he's so damn good, how come you let me fuck you?"
Susan giggled. "That's a point. Oooohhhh, Nortie, that's what I call cornholing! Give it to me real hard. I think I'm gonna come now." Norton pumped his cock all the way into her butt. His face was flushed and a lock of hair fell over his forehead. Toby had never considered Beth's husband particularly attractive, but now she found herself terribly turned-on by him. Or was it his prick?
Why not? she thought as she watched him hump Susan. Pricks are important.
"Now!" Susan yelled. "I'm coming!"
Norton began pounding her like a well-oiled machine, pistoning his dick in and out of her bowels. Susan shrieked and pumped back, her entire body quivering and shaking as she literally rammed her ass back at him.
Toby pressed her lips together to keep from crying out when he came. He lunged into Susan's bung and sent a torrent of spunk inside her body.
Before the writhing couple rose up from the sofa, Toby tiptoed away and returned to her house. She took two aspirins and lay down on her bed. She had a lot of thinking to do. Her life was changing and she knew there was no turning back.
CHAPTER THREE
Toby's world had crashed around her. She felt the need to talk to someone, but who could she talk to? Her sisters were her best friends and she certainly couldn't speak to them. Leon was her dear friend too, but talking to him was out of the question. Two weeks went by and she kept close to home and thought a lot.
After much thinking and analysis of her problem, she decided that she'd reached a watershed in her life. Things had changed, but her life was intact. She still had a wonderful husband and a loyal family. She had a new dimension in her life, that was all, and that new dimension was outside sex. And what Susan did was her own business.
All her life she'd been taught that a woman must be faithful to her husband. But times had changed and she knew in her heart that it wasn't possible to be faithful to one man over an extended period of time.
The possibility that Leon might be cheating on her occurred to her time and time again. She forced herself not to be jealous when she suspected him. He traveled on business quite frequently and she had no intention of worrying while he was gone.
One Monday morning she kissed him goodbye when he left for a three-day trip. She spent a few hours straightening up the house and then she phoned Susan and Beth and chatted.
When she was through with the house, she became restless. So far she had never gone out to seek sex, but today she was tempted. Leon hadn't been in the mood last night and this morning they'd only had time for a quickie. As a result, Toby was horny.
She was about to go upstairs and dress when she heard a knock on the door. When she opened it, she saw Robbie Smith, a neighbor's boy, standing in the doorway.
"My Mom told me to give this to you," he said.
He was holding a plate covered with foil. Toby took it from his hand and placed it on the table. "What is it, Robbie?" she said. Robbie's mother was a casual friend and she and Toby sometimes loaned each other things they ran out of.
"Cookies," Robbie said. He rocked back and forth on his heels and stared around the room.
Toby lifted the foil from the plate. "Chocolate chip," she said. "My favorite. Want one?"
The boy nodded and Toby handed him two cookies. "Thanks," he mumbled.
"Sit down and I'll give you some milk," she said.
Robbie slumped onto a chair, his legs extending into the kitchen. Toby brushed past him as she reached for a glass from the cupboard. She was wearing a shortie robe and she automatically raised her hand to her hair and brushed it away from her face.
"I must look a mess," she said, pouring milk into a glass and putting it down in front of the boy.
He gulped down half the milk and gobbled the cookies. She put the plate down next to him and giggled. "Go ahead. They're not good for my figure anyway."
His lips curled up in a tiny smile and his eyes burned into her tits. She wrapped her robe more tightly around herself and felt a thrill run down her spine.
"Naughty," she said. "I know what you're thinking."
He snickered and bit into another cookie. His eyes followed her as she rose up and poured him more milk. Toby felt hornier than ever and when she sat down again, she decided to pursue the conversation.
"How old are you now, Robbie?" she said.
He just smiled.
She shrugged. She supposed that it didn't really matter after all, that he wasn't an infant. Boys nowadays had no experience, no matter the age. In any case she was an authority figure. If she had the nerve to carry this out, he would do whatever she wanted and enjoy it too.
"My husband is out of town on business," she said. A strange feeling of warmth spread from her tits down to her pussy.
The boy said nothing, but the smile left his face. He reached for the last cookie on the plate and Toby smiled.
"Well, you've eaten all the cookies," she said. "Now, what are you going to leave in their place?"
The teenager stared at her blankly. "Gee, Mrs. Brand. I'm sorry. Don't tell my Mom, huh?"
"I wouldn't think of it," Toby giggled nervously.
She decided to be aggressive. In this world you get what you go after. She cleared her throat and tossed her hair back over one shoulder as she rose to her feet. She deliberately placed her right leg in front of her left so that her robe would shift open. His eyes widened as he gazed at her naked thighs.
"I better get back to work," she said in a sultry voice. "Unless, that is, you're still hungry." She took a deep breath and pushed her tits against the silk of her robe.
"Yeah ... no ... I mean, Jesus, I don't know what I mean," he said.
She moved close to his chair and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I can't believe you're old enough to know what I'm doing," she said. She moved one hand over the back of his neck and the other to the front. "It seems like just yesterday you were a little boy."
"Yeah," he muttered.
He sat sprawled in the chair, unmoving, and Toby glanced down at his crotch. The big bulge between his legs told her what she wanted to know. He was a fully developed male and he was responding to her. There was a hard-on inside his fly and it was a tribute to her charms.
She sighed and hugged her boobs to his head. With a graceful motion, she twisted her body around and sank down into his lap. "You're a good-looking boy," she said, settling her ass on his lap.
"Jesus, Mrs. Brand!" he said.
"Shall I stop?" she said, yanking his head down to her tits. With one quick movement, she pulled her tit out and stuck her nipple between the boy's lips.
"Shall I?" she hissed. "Shall I stop?"
He shook his head slowly and gulped. Then he began sucking on her tit. She let her legs fall open and pressed herself against his mouth. When she hauled out her other boob, he went from one to the other and sucked hungrily.
Despite her mounting excitement, Toby relaxed. Everything was working out right. The boy was excited and he would satisfy her need to be fucked. He wouldn't tell anyone either. That was important. Toby had no intention of jeopardizing her marriage.
"You can lick them a little too," she said.
"You don't have to suck so hard. Sometimes a licking is even more of a turn-on than a suck. And you don't have to bite all the time," she cried. "Once in a while it's nice, but not all the time. It hurts if you do it too much."
It seemed so crazy for her to be teaching someone how to make love. Her experience was so limited. Except for Leon and now Freddie, she hadn't fucked that many men.
Now the sensations of the teenager's tongue working over her nipples sent excitement raging through her body. Her pussy throbbed and lubricated and demanded to be filled with something. And nothing but a cock would do. Her poor hungry cunt cried out to be fucked by a nice hard prick.
With a quick movement, she untied her robe and flung it open. She was clad only in bikini panties and she felt wicked and sensuous and very wanton as the boy stared at her.
"I'm going to let you fuck me, Robbie," she murmured in his ear. "Unless, that is," she toyed with his hair, "you don't want to."
"Jesus, Mrs. Brand, sure I do!"
"Don't call me Mrs. Brand," Toby said. "Call me Toby. I'm not that much older than you are." She yanked her panties down and showed him her pussy mound. When he glimpsed her golden-haired snatch, he sucked in his breath and she relaxed. He was obviously very turned on.
"You won't tell my Mom, will ya?" he said, his eyes wide and his face flushed.
"No," she said, "kiss me."
She pressed her lips against his and frenched him. He groaned hoarsely in his throat and she thrust her tongue deep into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around hers and they exchanged saliva. She nibbled and bit his lips and dragged her tongue out of his mouth and lapped it over his chin and cheeks.
She kissed his eyelids one after the other and laced her fingers through his thick curly hair. "This isn't too comfortable, is it?" she said. He grinned. "Let's get out of here and get comfortable."
She slid off his lap and took his hand. They went into the den and sat down on the sofa. Then Toby remembered the sofa opened up into a sleeper so they rose up again and tossed the cushions onto the floor.
"Voila," she giggled when she flicked the bed open. "It's for company, but then you're company, aren't you?"
Robbie chuckled and his eyes glowed with the lust that only a young boy could exhibit. Toby's cunt ached, and she thrust her tits forward and planted her hands on her hips.
She pushed him onto the bed and climbed over him. She straddled his waist and leaned down to push her tits against his chest. "You're still dressed," she said. The hard points of her nipples poked into his chest.
"I'll get undressed," he said.
But she stayed pressed against him. His cock was trapped inside his fly and she felt it throb against her body. She moved her hand between them and tugged at his zipper. She pulled it down and thrust her hand inside his fly to free his dick.
She rolled off his body and together they pulled his pants and shorts down. His prick snapped up and pointed toward the ceiling. Toby climbed back over him and gazed at it.
"Robbie, you've got the prick of a man," she said, barely exaggerating.
He did have a nice cock and it was mansized and rock-hard.
Toby knew she couldn't wait. She had to have him inside her soon. "I'm all ready," she said, lifting her ass and guiding his prick-knob between her wide-spread cuntlips. "I hope you don't need any preliminaries."
The boy looked frightened so she paused and stared into his eyes. "Are you scared?" she said.
He shook his head. "Naw."
"I believe you," she said, lowering her ass until the tip of his cock fit inside her cunt flaps. She passed again and trembled. The feel of the boy's dick against her hot gash almost made her climax.
And then he was inside her. His thick boy-rod penetrated her and nestled inside her pussy. She shivered violently. His cock felt like a poker in her hungry cunt.
She took every inch of his cock inside her. The thickness of his prick filled her and she squatted over him and began fucking. She moved a hand to her cunt and masturbated while she fucked. She clutched his cock with her steamy cunt and rubbed her clit in a frenzy.
When the telephone rang, she ignored it. She twisted her hips and forced him to corkscrew his dick inside her. She leaned over and sobbed as she thrust her tits against his chest. Hot tears ran down her cheeks and she kissed him hotly.
"Oh, fuck me!" she cried, running a series of tiny kisses all over his face. "Oh, fuck me, Robbie! Fuck me!"
She drilled her tongue into his mouth and kept his cock imbedded in her twat. She squeezed her cunt around him and heard him groan.
"Are you going to come now?" she said.
"Yeah!"
"Oh, darling, hold on for another minute!" she cried. "Fuck me for another minute!"
The boy was barely moving. She stabbed her tongue in and out of his mouth and held her body over his. She was the aggressor and she rubbed her hot clit against his cock bush to get as much friction as possible on her joy-button.
The fire that raged in her cunt threatened to consume her. She raced to achieve her release before the boy came. It wasn't fair. He was about to pop off and she wanted much, much more.
Suddenly she made a decision. She let his cock slip out of her cunt and rolled off his body. The boy groaned loudly and grabbed his dick, but she pushed his hand away.
"Don't finish yourself off," she said. "I want you to bring me off with your mouth and then we'll fuck again. Will you do that for me?"
Robbie gazed at her, his eyes wild and slightly frightened. "Sure, I'll do whatever you want," he said.
She stretched out on her back and beckoned to him. "Kiss me," she said and the boy climbed over her and moved his body over hers.
They kissed for a few moments and then she let him know with her fingers guiding him that she wanted him to move to her snatch. His lips trailed down her throat and over her tits. They paused at her boobs and he sucked hungrily on her nipples. He began biting down on the puckered berries, but she pushed his head down until his lips dragged over her belly.
The boy was all gentleness and warmth. He was obviously eager to please. Of course he wanted to get his rocks off, but then that's what it was all about anyway.
She spread her legs and encouraged him to move his mouth down to the hot spit between her thighs. He tickled her navel with his tongue and pressed his hot mouth against her beaver.
When his lips touched her hot pussy-flesh, Toby released her grip on his head and shivered all over. It was good. Her cunt melted under the feel of his hot breath and lips.
She tossed her head from side to side and moaned hoarsely. Robbie lapped his tongue on the inside of her hairy cuntlips and licked up her thick pungent juices. The feel of his tongue made Toby quiver with delight and she thrust herself at him in wanton abandon.
Suddenly he flicked his tongue up and down her ragged inner slit and touched her clit. The fire igniting her cunt raged out of control and she wanted him inside her again.
The teenager awkwardly mounted her and plunged his dick all the way into her twat. She came. She was totally primed and ready and the moment he was inside her she climaxed.
She rocked back and forth, thrashing her legs in the air, impaled by his rigid cock. Her hips exploded in a frenzy of fucking and she rammed her pussy forward, taking his prick all the way into her depths.
She knew she would bring him off by fucking this way, but she wanted it. The boy grimaced and trembled and she came again from the force of her strokes.
Amazingly, he didn't come. She stopped thrusting and he fucked her slowly and methodically and she felt his balls caress her hot flesh. Inevitably he came and the hot rush of spunk inside her cunt brought her off again. She blazed with sexual excitement as he drowned her in a sea of teenage jizz.
"Fuck my cock!" he muttered as he speared her. "Fuck my prick!"
By the time they were Finished, they were both drenched with sweat. His cock melted inside her and slipped out of her still-spasming cunt.
The phone rang again and this time Toby reached out and picked up the receiver. It was Robbie's mother, inquiring after the boy.
"He's not bothering you, is he?" Lorna Smith said.
Toby covered the mouthpiece. "It's your mother." Then she spoke into the receiver. "He's not bothering me in the least," she said. "We were just having a nice chat."
Robbie rolled onto his belly and buried his face against the mattress. Toby spoke with Lorna Smith for a few moments and when she hung up she pressed up against Robbie's back and kissed his ear.
"Don't go to sleep on me," she said.
He rolled onto his back and grinned.
"That's better," she murmured, kissing him full on the lips.
He responded by snaking his tongue into her mouth and 'darting it around. They rolled around on the bed, and Toby felt his prick come to life under the touch of her fingers.
CHAPTER FOUR
Toby sat with her sisters in a downtown coffee shop. Beth's children were in school and the sisters had spent the morning shopping. Now they were finishing up and Beth was going to get the children outside the schoolyard. Susan was meeting Freddie at his office and Toby had the rest of the day to fritter away.
"Why don't you go to the bookstore down the street and pick up that new sex book everyone's talking about?" Susan said. She dabbed lip gloss on her mouth and winked at her sisters. "I hear it's a real zinger."
Toby smiled. "If there's something you want to know, why don't you just ask Freddie?"
"Yes, I'd ask Norton if there was anything I needed to know," prim Beth said, blotting her lipstick on a tissue. "Except he's as square as I am, Toby found herself gazing at Susan. Susan had the good taste to feign innocence. "Freddie'll think I'm crazy," Susan said. "He thinks everything a woman needs to know she can find out from her husband. He's the next thing to a Neanderthal."
"What's Neanderthal?" Beth said.
"A caveman," Susan shrugged. "You know, in the days when they dragged women around by the hair."
"Don't they still?" Beth smiled, and her sisters giggled with her.
"Let's see now," Toby said, beginning to feel warm. "Why don't we just split it three ways." As the oldest she always found herself in charge of the check and now she added up the figures and calculated a tip.
"It's okay with me," Susan said. "But it's not fair. My salad cost a lot more than Beth's hamburger."
"That's okay," Beth said, taking her wallet out of her purse. "It evens out."
"No," Toby said. "Susan's right. I had a glass of wine too, and you only had coffee."
"Would you ladies like to borrow my calculator?" a pleasant voice said.
The sisters looked up in unison. Standing near their table with an amused expression on his face was an attractive man who was smiling down at them. Toby noticed he actually had a pocket calculator in his hand. He extended his hand and winked at her.
"Since you're in charge," he said, "you take it."
Toby took the calculator from his hand and giggled. "That's very nice of you, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is."
He pulled a chair over from the next table and sat down in the empty place. "Steve's the name and last names aren't part of the game," he said.
"Maybe I'll let Freddie wait," Susan said, her eyes sparkling.
"Maybe you better not," Beth said, rising from her chair. She yanked at her sister's sleeve. "Come on. You always keep that man waiting."
The sisters kissed each other goodbye and Steve bowed as the younger ones left. He turned to Toby and snapped his fingers to get the attention of the waitress. "I believe the lady is drinking wine." He raised one eyebrow and Toby nodded.
What harm is there in a glass of wine? she thought. Steve's a pleasant man and I have nothing to do the rest of the day.
They chatted until the waitress brought the carafe of wine and another glass. Steve told her he was a businessman from L.A. and had been sitting at the nearby counter and listening to their conversation.
"I can't believe you," Toby said. "You admit you were eavesdropping on us?"
"What's a guy to do?" he snickered. "You were the prettiest women in the place and I was all alone."
"I'm embarrassed," Toby said, sipping her wine. "We always talk about such dumb things."
"What I want to know is," he said, moving his chair closer to Toby's, "are you going to buy that book?"
"Now I'm really embarrassed," Toby said.
"Don't be," Steve said. "Unless, of course, you want to drive me even crazier."
"I don't understand." Toby found Steve exciting. There was something about the way he looked at her that was both disturbing and sexy.
"Because you're already driving me crazy," he whispered in her ear. "You're the sexiest lady I've ever seen. And when you blush, you're even sexier."
She bit her lip. "That's just because you're traveling and you probably miss your wife."
"You sound like you're speaking from experience. Is your husband a traveling man?" Toby nodded. "Yes, and I know what it's like to be alone a lot."
He toyed with the stem of his wineglass and their fingers touched. "I find you extremely attractive," he said.
"My sisters are prettier," she said.
"Not true," he said softly, turning her hand over and gazing at her palm.
She pulled her hand away. "I really must go now," she said.
"Don't go yet," he said, his voice insistent. "It's late," she said, tying the sleeves of her cardigan around her neck. She glanced around the room. It was empty except for a couple nearby. Steve held her hand tightly and she stared at him. "Listen, it's been nice, but I really do have to go."
"How can you do that to me?" he said. "I'll have to find some other pretty ladies to eavesdrop on and you've spoiled me for the others."
She leaned back in her chair and giggled. "You win," she said weakly.
He ordered another carafe of wine and by the time they finished it Toby was feeling no pain. This time when Steve took her hand, he turned it palm up and kissed it.
"I'm really very turned on by you," he said.
"Thanks," she said.
"I'm staying at a motel nearby," he said, kissing her fingertips.
"I'm a married woman," she said, but her heart pounded.
"I won't hold it against you," he said.
"If you won't hold it against me," she giggled, "why should I go to your motel with you?"
"A pretty lady with a sense of humor," he said, pulling her chair close to his. "What's the harm of a little love in the afternoon? Huh? Come on." He was whispering now, and Toby found herself thinking he was right.
Everything became a blur after that. The next thing she knew they were in a motel room and Steve was kissing her. "No rough stuff," she said as he held her tightly.
"I wouldn't hurt you for anything," he said. "I really go for you, baby."
The familiar tingling in her pussy and tits began. She'd been turned on in the coffee shop, but now she was hot for this man whose last name she didn't know.
"Let's get undressed," he murmured in her ear, releasing her.
Toby hesitated a moment. She would have preferred it if he had undressed her. That way she could tell herself he overpowered her and she wouldn't have to take the responsibility for what she was doing. But when she gazed at him and saw how nice his body was, it didn't matter. She grazed her fingertips over his chest and hiccupped as she nodded.
"I think that's the procedure," she said. "You're drunk," he smiled, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it out of his pants.
"A little," she said, slipping her shoes off. "I'm not used to drinking so much in the afternoon."
He placed his shirt neatly on a chair. "Your husband really travels, huh?"
Toby felt a stab of guilt. "Please. No husband and wife talk."
"That's okay with me," Steve said. He leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. Sparks flew and what began as a light kiss evolved into one of passion.
In a moment they were breathing hard and an urgency had engulfed them. Toby's lips parted and they kissed again and again. When they finally broke apart, Steve gazed at her with a smile.
"Whew," he said. "You sure can kiss."
Toby's knees felt like jelly. "You're not so bad yourself," she said.
She quickly undressed and when she was stepping out of her panties, she heard the rustling of Steve's clothes as he stripped them off. When they turned to each other, they embraced and he grabbed her asscheeks in his hands and squeezed them as they french kissed.
"You're driving me crazy," he said.
"Me too," she said.
He lowered his face to her tits and dragged his lips over her round tits. "Do these taste as good as they look?" he said, but instead of kissing them he caressed her tits with his gentle hands.
"Now you're the one whose driving me crazy," Toby whispered.
"What were you thinking right now?"
"Why?"
"Don't hold back. It turns me on to know what you're thinking."
Toby threw her hair back and wet her lips. "I was just thinking how good your cock was going to feel inside me."
"Oh, baby, you're the greatest!" he said, capturing the tip of one boob in his mouth.
When he lifted his head, he took her hand. Once again he cupped her asscheeks and kissed her. He pulled her asscheeks apart and stroked the deep crevice separating them. Then he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed.
"Enough of this lovemaking," he said, throwing back the covers and climbing onto the bed next to her.
Toby was able to examine his prick. It was already hard and stood up from his balls and cock-bush like a flag at attention. She stared at his crotch and he chuckled and taking her hand, he placed it over his balls.
"See how excited you make me?" he said.
"You're so hard," she said.
"Suck it, baby," he said, pushing her head down. "Give me some head."
Crawling on her hands and knees, Toby settled between his legs and brought her mouth to within an inch of his prick. With a ragged sob, she lowered her head and placed a series of moist kisses over his fuckpole.
She curled her fingers around his shaft and lightly rubbed her lips back and forth over his piss-slit. He tangled his fingers in her hair and sighed with contentment.
"There's nothing better than having a gorgeous woman suck my cock," he said.
The fact that he didn't personalize what was happening, bothered Toby. She decided to treat him the same way. She raised her head and gazed at him. "And there's nothing I like better than having a big dick in my mouth."
"Touche," he said. "Keep sucking, honey."
She obeyed, not because he said it, but because she wanted to. Her moist lips parted and in a moment closed over his prick-knob. He grunted softly and she sucked. She wrapped her tongue around his shaft and licked the juice out of his jizz-slit. She washed his balls with her tongue and wet down his bristly bush.
At intervals she returned to his rubbery cockhead and when she had him groaning, she slid the ring of her lips halfway down his cockshaft.
"Oh, baby, that's cocksucking," he said.
For Toby it was a labor of love. Not that she had any affection for Steve. She hardly knew him. But she loved cock and she knew that now. She loved cock. Not just Leon's, although his was very special. But the way some men loved gash, she loved cock and she had no intention of apologizing for it to anyone.
She mouth-fucked him now, taking more and more of his pole into her throat. He pumped his ass and began thrusting. She almost gagged when his cockhead rammed against the back of her throat. Pulling back slightly, she regained her composure.
"Oh, baby, you're driving me crazy," Steve murmured, stroking her hair and writhing his ass on the bed. "You're fucking driving me crazy, baby. Do you know that? You're driving me crazy."
She met his eyes when she took nearly his entire prick into her throat. He blew her a kiss and she released him, and held only his knob in her hot wet mouth.
"Suck it, baby!" he rasped. "Suck that dick!"
She sucked in a frenzy. A-steady stream of saliva dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Hot waves of pleasure engulfed her and he groaned steadily now.
She knew if she kept it up he would come soon. She wanted to get fucked, so quite abruptly she spit his cock out. He growled and tried to force her mouth back down on his dick.
"Suck!" he said gruffly.
"No," she said. "I've got a pussy, you know. And you haven't even touched me."
"Shit!" he said, raising his head up and scowling. "You can get it on just from sucking."
"That's true, but I want to get fucked," she said sweetly.
Steve grinned then and the momentary friction between them melted away. "Hell, why didn't you say something? You wanna get fucked, you wanna get fucked. Shit, I wanna get fucked too. Get over here, blondie."
He pulled her on top of him and they embraced. Wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed and rubbed together. His cock wedged inside her hot thighs and her tits ground into his chest.
"You wanna stay on top?" he said.
"Yes," she said.
He nodded as she kissed him all over his chest and throat and shoulders. She paused at his belly and dipped her tongue into his navel. She stretched out and lay on top of his body and he held her face in his hands as they kissed.
Her lips were bruised from his kisses and now their tongues dueled as they drank each other's juices. When she lifted her head, she raised herself to a sitting position and squatted over his crotch.
His prick nestled against her snatch. She raised her ass and guided his dick to the mouth of her pussy. Lowering her ass, she inserted his cock in her succulent cunt inch by inch.
When his prick was all the way inside her, she leaned over and offered him her tits. He gobbled one into his mouth and squeezed the other.
"Baby, you feel so damn good," he said. "You've got a tight cunt, baby. Why didn't you tell me you had a tight cunt?"
"You didn't ask," she said.
Craning his neck, he licked all over her twin peaks. Toby fucked him, moving her ass slowly up and down and directing his shaft over her clit.
As the wild sensations in her pussy raged through her, she began riding him faster and faster. His balls jumped around in their sack and he sucked gluttonously on her boobs.
"Hot damn, baby, you can fuck!" he said.
"Oh, God, Steve, it's so good!" she gurgled.
"There's more where that's coming from, honey," he said.
Her tits flopped around as she bounced around on his dick. He grabbed them in his hands and roared as his balls erupted. He dug his fingers into her soft flesh as his jism gushed into her body and filled her cunt to overflowing.
When they were through, when she had come for the second time, she rolled off his body and rested her cheek on his chest. He pushed her head down and she knew instinctively what he wanted. She took his limp cock into her mouth and slowly licked it clean of the combination of their fuck juices. Because it was soft, she was able to take the whole thing into her mouth and she did the same with his ball-bag.
When his prick and balls were clean and sweet-smelling, he took her into his arms and they kissed. "We'll do it again," he said, tenderly nibbling her ear.
"Yes, again," she sighed, nestling against him. "Again and again and again."
CHAPTER FIVE
"Bring the groceries into the kitchen," Toby said to the two young men jumping off the delivery truck.
She'd done her weekly shopping prior to Leon's return home from a business trip. The bags bulged with his favorite foods and she opened the door and let the two teenage delivery boys lug them into the house.
"You boys must be mighty strong," she teased as they put the bags on the table.
"We're okay," the taller one smirked. Their hands were free and they stood with their arms hanging limply.
It soon occurred to Toby that they were waiting for a tip. "Don't go away," she said, reaching into a drawer. "I've got some change in here, I think."
The one named Alex chuckled. "You can get us next time."
"Yeah," the other boy said. "You can get us next time."
Both boys ogled her and when they still made no move to leave, she stopped rummaging in the drawer. "You must want to say something," she said. "I can tell. What is it, boys. You don't have to be shy with me."
"You tell her," the one named Beau said. "Why do I have to tell her?" Alex said. "One of you better tell me or I'll go mad," Toby said. "What is it?"
"Robbie told us you let him do it to you," he smirked.
Toby froze. "He told you what?"
"He told us you let him do it to you."
"Never mind, I don't want to hear anymore," Toby said covering her ears with her hands. "Damn that boy!" she muttered under her breath.
The teenage delivery boys looked nervous.
"We'll leave, if you want us to," Alex said morosely. "I was just kidding anyway."
They started to walk out of the door and suddenly Toby decided to stop them. "Don't go," she said. "Robbie had no business telling you, but it's true. I did let him do it to me, as you so quaintly put it."
She invited them into the living room and brought the cokes. She had a glass of wine and when she sat down to drink it she stared at the boys.
"I don't know what to do with you boys," she said. She put her glass on the coffee table. "My husband's coming home from a business trip tonight. I want to look my best when he arrives."
They stared at her, but didn't speak. Toby thought about how nice it would be to sleep in Leon's arms tonight. She gazed back at the boys and finished her wine, her decision made.
"Okay, that's enough partying," she said, rising up. "You better go now."
They rose up in unison, their expressions disappointed. "Thanks for the coke, Mrs. Brand," Alex said.
"Yeah, thanks," Beau mumbled.
She led them back into the kitchen, feeling their eyes on her ass as she sashayed through the house. She opened the backdoor and they brushed past her. After they were gone, she was sorry she'd sent them away.
She went upstairs and sat down on her bed. She was horny and knew she couldn't wait for Leon to arrive. Stretching out on her back, she pushed her shorts and panties down and pulled her tee-shirt over her head.
She lay her arms down at her sides and spread her legs. She could see herself in the mirror near the foot of the bed. Her cunt looked like a wide-open wound. It was bright pink and wet-looking. It looked like what it was. A horny cunt.
She stroked her beaver and lightly fingered her pussy-folds. She trembled as she stared at her gash. She masturbated frequently, but it wasn't the same as getting laid.
She admired her figure as she stroked her beaver. Soon Leon would be next to her and pressing his body against hers. She moaned as she rubbed her fingers around her snatch. Yes, Leon would be here soon and he'd give her what she needed.
Or would he? Lately when he came home after a business trip, he was tired. Last time he made one excuse after the other not to fuck her. By the time he left again, they hadn't fucked once. He'd apologized, but Toby had been miserable. She thought about it now and wondered for the hundredth time if he had a mistress.
She worked her fingers around her sodden pussy. Her cunt-petals felt like wet velvet to the touch. If Leon had a mistress, that would explain why he seemed uninterested in fucking. And it would mean she would have no cause to feel guilty too. Some good comes out of everything, she thought.
She inserted a finger into her cunthole. She wiggled it around. It felt good so she added a second finger and stroked them in and out.
When the doorbell rang in the kitchen, her first reaction was to ignore it. Then she remembered that Susan had said she might drop over. Reluctantly slipping her fingers out of her gash, she climbed off the bed and slipped into a robe.
She was just tying it into place when she opened the door and saw Alex and Beau standing there grinning. "What are you doing here?" she said.
"We forgot your eggs," Alex said, handing her a box of eggs.
"Oh, you could have brought them another time," she said. She felt disoriented. Her hands smelled of cuntjuice and her legs trembled. Since she'd been expecting Susan, she'd grabbed a sheer shortie robe. It showed a lot. More than she'd planned to show these two kids.
She put the eggs in the refrigerator and then realized she'd never put the other groceries away. She began placing the perishables in the refrigerator when she noticed the boys were still standing in the doorway.
"I still don't have any change," she said impatiently.
"That's okay," Beau giggled.
Toby stood with her hand on her hip and gazed at them. "Just what is it you're waiting for?"
Both teenagers giggled. "We were hoping you changed your mind," Alex said.
Toby thought for a moment. Alex was tall and slim and neither boy looked like he had much in his crotch. Then she remembered the last time Leon had been home. She wrinkled her nose and shrugged. I'm becoming jaded, she thought.
"Okay, you two. Come on in."
They trooped into the kitchen, smirking and giggling.
Toby sighed. "I'm not expecting much, you understand. Come on, let's go upstairs and get on a bed." She wiped her hands on her robe and turned her head to look back at her about-to-be lovers. "Just do what I tell you to do and we won't have any trouble. And I assume you boys have had some experience. I'm not interesting in taking your cherry."
They assured her they were men of the world. When they arrived upstairs, Toby turned to Alex and kissed him on the lips.
"Not bad," she said, kissing him again. Then she turned to Beau. "Kiss me," she said, and the boy eagerly kissed to her. She kissed him back, snaking the tip of her tongue into his mouth. When he licked it with his, she released him.
"Did I do something wrong?" he said.
"No, no, that was okay," she said. She opened her robe and showed them her tits. "Did you ever see a woman's boobs before?" Both boys nodded solemnly. She thrust her shoulders back and approached Alex. "Touch them," she said.
When the boy eagerly covered her tits with his hands, she let him squeeze them for a moment. Then she turned to Beau and told him to do the same.
They didn't have the touch of mature men, but the feel of their hands on her sensitive jugs was nice. "You'll do," she said, climbing onto the bed and leaning against the headboard. "Take your clothes off and let's see what you've got."
The teenagers scrambled out of their clothes. She examined them minutely. Neither was particularly well-hung, but once they were hard they'd do.
God, what's happening with me? she thought. I'm becoming like a man. I'm thinking about cock like a man things about cunt. I used to be so innocent and nice. Now I'm turning into a prick-happy slut.
When the boys were naked, they stood side by side and looked to her for instructions. She patted the bed and smiled. "Get over here," she said. "You're not going to do me any good over there."
They spent the next five minutes kissing and licking her tits and she squeezed and stroked their meat in an attempt to make them stiff. The boys were nervous, and, although they chomped on her tits enthusiastically, their cocks got only half-hard.
Toby was sweating. It was no easy job to get two cocks erect. Still, the rewards would be there eventually. She was confident of that. When she grew tired, she decided to turn them on by showing them her body.
"Watch me, boys," she said, spreading her legs and holding her cuntlips open. She rubbed her clit. "See this little button?"
They nodded, their eyes wide and their mouths Open. She rubbed her clit. "See this is my clit and it's just as sensitive as your cock. Did you know that?"
They shook their heads.
"When a woman makes love, that's where she's the most sensitive. So when you go down on a girl and when you fuck, remember to put pressure on her clit."
Both boys chuckled, but she didn't care. She jerked herself off for a moment and moved some of the juice from her cunt to her tits. She polished her nipples with her own fluids and pulled on the turgid tips.
When she told Alex to get between her legs and lick her cunt, the boy scrambled around and planted his face squarely between her thighs.
Placing two pillows under her head so she could see him, Toby spread her legs wide and gazed at the boy. He lapped her clit, as she'd instructed him, and darted the tip into her oozing cunthole.
She trembled when he licked up and down her slit. She almost forgot about Beau, but when, she remembered him, she cradled him in her arms and told him to lick her tits.
Her entire body tingled with pleasure. The boys were awkward, but eager to please. In no time their cocks were hard and that was what Toby wanted. Two hard cocks to please her in every imaginable way.
She rolled onto her side and told Beau to get behind her. "Lick my ass," she told the astonished boy. She told Alex to get back between her legs in front and eat her and he eagerly obeyed.
Meanwhile, behind her ass, Beau was trying to get his tongue inside her asscrack. He succeeded in touching her bung with his tongue and she thrilled at the feel of the double tonguing.
She came without warning, her climax surging through her. Her cunt contracted around Alex's tongue and her asshole clamped down on Beau's finger. The orgasm blasted through her and when she opened her eyes she told the boys to sit up.
"Get over here and let me suck your cock," she said to Beau.
The boy climbed onto his knees in front of her and she reached for his dick. She slipped it between her lips and licked it slowly but thoroughly.
At one point he tried to ram it into her mouth, but she pushed him back and lapped and swirled it with her tongue. She held his cockshaft in her fist and jerked the skin back and forth. A bubble of spunk gushed out of his knob and she licked it up and let the drop of precious come-fluid stay on her tongue for a moment.
Alex watched with fascination. When she saw him sitting there staring, she told him to play with himself. He quickly obeyed and she noticed that his prick was larger than she'd thought at first.
She watched him jerk off while she sucked Beau's cockhead and skinned his shaft. He lurched forward with a groan when his load burst out of the tip of his prick and gushed into her mouth.
She swallowed his thick warm load and kept sucking him off until his balls were emptied. When she released him, the boy slumped down on the bed by her side.
Without a word from her, Alex quickly took his place. "Who told you I wanted you here," she teased, flicking her tongue over his prick.
"I figured," he said.
She sucked him briefly and jerked him off, but she had no intention of letting him come in her mouth. She wanted this one to fuck her. Alex was more grown up than his friend. He had the larger dick and the fuller balls.
She made him climb on top of her and she took his cock between her tits. She rubbed his oozing cockhead against her nipples and pressed both tits against his shaft.
While massaging her tits against Alex's cock, she noticed that Beau was watching them intently. She wiggled her ass from side to side and quite unexpectedly, Alex shot his load. Toby quickly moved down and took the pungent juice in her mouth. She licked the jizz from her fingers and took the rest of his load down her cleavage.
She let the boy rest for a moment. Then she climbed out from under him and sat down on Beau's lap. She reached for his prick while she deep-tongued the boy, and he trembled when she found his limp dick and wedged it inside her hot thighs.
She squeezed his dick with her legs and thrust her tongue into his mouth. She knew that it was the wildest thing the boy had ever experienced. She had a hunch he was a virgin. He seemed totally bewildered by everything, whereas Alex appeared to be somewhat experienced.
"Squeeze my ass," she said, and the boy quickly obeyed. She sensed his growing excitement by the stiffening of his cock between her thighs. "Kiss my tits," she said and he lowered his mouth to her tits. He licked her nipples in turn and took a mouthful of titflesh into his mouth.
Toby felt her passion begin to rise. Beau moved his fingers inside her ass crease and mouthed her pink-tipped boobs. When he touched her asshole, she shivered and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Stick your finger in my ass," she said.
"Oh, Jesus!" the boy croaked, toying with her bung.
When he stuck his finger inside her butt, she responded by trembling all over. Alex was laying nearby and masturbating. When Beau corkscrewed his finger in and out of her brownie, she sighed with excitement and blew a kiss at Alex.
As vigorously as Beau tried, she soon grew bored with his fingering. Climbing off his lap, she moved near Alex and pushed her tits against his chest.
"Kiss me!" she hissed, biting his lips and plunging her hot tongue into his mouth.
Breathless with desire, she rolled onto her hands and knees and told the boy to crouch behind her. "Fuck me in the ass!" she said. She braced herself for the assault by leaning on her arms and shoving her ass back.
Alex knelt behind her, perspiration dripping down his face as he sought to please her. "I've never done this before," he said.
"You can do it," she said. "Just get your cock wet with my pussy-juice. That's all there is to it. And go easy when you stick it in so you don't hurt me."
The cheating wife was more animal than human now. She was aware of her state of arousal when she reached back and pried her asscheeks open.
Alex lay a hand on her back and wedged his prick inside her asscrack. He dipped his knob into her cunt and then slid it back up her butt crease.
"Oh, Jesus!" he muttered, forcing his cock against her bung.
His dick slipped back against her pussy and then he grunted and shoved his cockhead inside her pussy.
"That's okay!" she yelled. "Fuck me in the cunt for awhile!"
She pumped her ass back at his dick. Her tits swung as she swayed back and forth. She thought he had forgotten about fucking her in the ass, but he hadn't. When his prick was completely lubricated with her juice, he pulled out of her cunt and stabbed at it against her brownie.
In a moment the teenager's prick was soaring into her grommet. She shrieked at the initial penetration, but the pain quickly dissipated and she rocked back and forth with ecstasy.
"Where's Beau?" she yelled.
"I'm here," the boy said hoarsely as he moved in front of her.
"Give me your cock," she said and the boy flopped down in front of her and pointed his prick at her face.
She grabbed it and sucked it into her mouth as the other boy fucked her butt. Alex's cock surged in and out of her bowels and she took Beau's half-hard prick into her throat.
She smacked her lips with excitement and yelled for them to fuck her harder and faster. Soon she felt totally helpless wedged between them and she came.
Biting down hard on Beau's cock, she caused the boy to shoot off. He grunted softly when he sent a load of jizz down her throat. Her asshole contracted involuntarily and acted as a noose on Alex's cock. She quaked through an orgasm and Alex came too and he rammed his dick in a frenzy as he filled her with his final load.
CHAPTER SIX
"I've got to talk to you," Susan said. The two sisters sat in Susan's kitchen having their morning coffee.
Toby gazed at Susan. The younger woman looked excited. Her eyes sparkled and she appeared to have a secret she wanted to tell.
"Talk away," Toby said. "Tell big sister everything."
"Don't pull that big sister shit," Susan said. "This is big time."
Susan had always had a tendency to exaggerate, so Toby calmly bit into a cookie. "I'm waiting."
Susan took a deep breath. "I'm in love," she said.
Toby blinked. "Everyone knows that. So what else is new?"
Susan leaned forward. "It's not Freddie." Toby blinked again. She remembered how she'd watched Susan with Norton. A stab of uneasiness shot through her. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm in love with Norton." She folded her hands in her lap and lowered her eyes. "And he's in love with me."
Toby stared at her and nervously picked up her coffee cup. "What the hell are you talking about?" she hissed. The cup fell over and she straightened it. Her fingers shook as she glared at her sister.
"Norton and I are in love and we want to be together." Susan looked determined and the smile left her face.
"Do you know what you're saying?" Toby said. "You're talking about a man who's married to your sister."
"I don't care. We love each other."
"What about Freddie?" Toby said.
"I think he's having an affair."
"That doesn't mean you have to leave him."
"We haven't been happy for a long time."
"That doesn't change anything. If you want to leave Freddie, that's your business. But you can't do this to Beth. She's got two children and they're half Norton's. How can you take a father away from his children?"
Susan scowled. "He's not happy with Beth. She bores him."
"She wasn't boring him when she conceived the kids."
"Oh, that was a long time ago."
"Do you think he'll still be excited by you after you're together five years?"
"Yes," Susan said defiantly. "With us, it's different. We're really in love."
Toby remembered how Susan had always competed with Beth. When they were little, if Beth had a boyfriend, Susan would always try and take him away. When they grew up, it was the same, until Beth met Norton. Susan had tried to break that up too, but Norton was so crazy about Beth it didn't work.
Now Toby gazed at her sister. She felt confused and frightened. Maybe she ought to tell Susan that Freddie was fucking around with a lot of women. Including me, she thought wryly. He's not having an affair. He's having affairs in the plural. But what good would that do? Then Susan could really justify leaving him.
Toby poured them both some coffee and tried to stay calm. "Has Norton said anything to Beth yet?"
"No, he's scared to," Susan said.
"Are you pushing him to do it?"
"You know Nortie," Susan giggled. "But he wants it too."
"It'll kill Beth," Toby said.
"I'm not so sure about that," Susan said. "She'll be happy with the kids to raise. Norton says she hates sex. They never fuck. I mean, he's been faithful to me for the last six months."
"I don't see twin beds in their house. They're obviously still sleeping together. Did he tell you they're not fucking?"
"No, but he intimated they weren't. And I know they aren't. He couldn't make love to me the way he does and have any energy left for Beth."
"God, you're so cold about the whole thing," Toby said. "I don't understand you."
"Of course not," Susan said. "That's because everyone knows Leon adores you. You're a square, Sis. I'll bet you never even had an affair."
Toby felt her cheeks grow warm. When she met Susan's eyes, Susan smiled. Toby looked away. "Do what you want," Toby said. "It's your life. Only I feel so sorry for poor Beth."
"Wait a minute," Susan said. "You were blushing a minute ago. Are you keeping something from me? A lover. Two lovers. Three, four, five lovers. Oh, my God, you're blushing again."
Toby felt her color rise. "Shut up!" she hissed. "We weren't talking about me!"
"You are swinging," Susan said in a hoarse voice. "Jesus Christ, the virgin of the family is swinging. Don't deny it. I can tell. Your face was always an open book. I'll be damned! You're fucking around on poor Leon."
Toby tried to speak, but her throat felt frozen. She knew her face was easy to read and she knew she would never convince Susan she was wrong. She rose up and put the cups and saucers in the sink. Then she sat down again.
"Listen to me," she said. "Do what you have to do, but leave Leon and me out of it. Understand?"
The sisters rose up in unison and Susan burst out crying. Despite herself, Toby felt sorry for her. She was no angel herself. And if Susan and Norton were really in love, who was she to say what they were doing was wrong.
She put her arms around her sister, Susan clung to her, sobs wracking her body. "Oh, Toby, don't desert me now!" she wailed. "Not now, when I really need you. I don't know what to do about Beth. She's my sister. What'll I do?"
A fresh flood of tears cascaded down her cheeks. Toby led her into the living room. Susan sank down on the sofa and Toby returned to the kitchen for a box of tissues. Susan blew her nose and cried for a while. Finally her tears subsided, and she leaned against Toby's shoulder.
"What'll I do, Sis?" Susan said.
Toby draped her arm around Susan's shoulders and absently stroked her hair. "I don't know."
They sat for a while without speaking. Then Susan broke the silence when she giggled. "Your tits feel like two pillows."
Toby became annoyed. "You certainly recover quickly," she said.
"Oh, don't be so serious, Sis," Susan said. "I meant it as a compliment. Even Freddie thinks you've got the greatest knockers around."
"Did he say that?" Toby said. Her heart pounded at the mention of Freddie's name. "Are you serious?" Susan said. "He told me a long time ago he only married me so he could get his hands on your tits."
"That's nonsense," Toby said.
"Can I touch them for a minute?" Susan said.
"Touch them?"
"Yeah, I mean without your tee-shirt. Can I touch them?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"This is what I'm talking about," Susan giggled, pushing Toby's tee-shirt up and gazing at her braless boobs. "I swear, I think they're getting bigger. That's what lots of good hot fucking does. It makes your boobs grow. Wanna see mine? They've grown since Nortie and I started fucking."
"I told you I don't want to hear anymore." When Susan touched her rosy nipples, Toby's blood raced and her confusion increased.
Susan tugged her tee-shirt over her head and pulled her shoulders back. She winked and hefted her tits in her hands. "Nice, huh? They're more than ample and more than a sample. Oh, come on, Sis. Don't look so serious. Everything's going to work out.
Toby opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She'd seen Susan naked hundreds of times, but today was different somehow. She gasped when Susan clutched her tits. "What are you doing?" she hissed.
"I'm just touching you," Susan said calmly. I bought that sex book I was telling you about. There's a whole chapter on lesbo love and I tell you it sounds like a gas to me. Wanna try it, Sis?" Her eyes twinkled and Toby knew in that moment she was serious.
Toby covered herself up and started to rise up. Susan grabbed her hand and pulled her down again. "We're sisters," she said in a throaty voice. "Why shouldn't we be able to make each other feel good?"
Toby felt dazed as the younger woman pushed her tee-shirt up to her neck and caressed her luscious globes. Susan's fingers felt wonderful on her tits. Soft and firm and loving. And very, very sensual. She stroked Toby's nipples and made them harden and soon Toby was breathing rapidly.
"Admit it," Susan giggled. "It feels damn good, doesn't it?"
"It's okay," Toby said.
"It's turning me on," Susan said, her eyes burning into Toby's. I mean touching you like this is turning me on. Jesus, Sis, I never thought I'd want to make it with another woman, but I really want to ball you."
"Oh, God!" Toby moaned, her heavy tits heaving under Susan's touch.
Susan leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry about the Nortie thing," she whispered. "I won't do anything rash. Honest."
She moved her hands down and unsnapped Toby's jeans. When Toby didn't object, she unzipped her fly and moved a hand inside all the way down to her crotch.
Toby whimpered when Susan's fingers touched her delicate pussy-bush. She sank her fingers into the wet heat of Toby's cunt and Toby groaned.
"We'll go to hell," Toby said.
"Says who?" Susan said. "You're turning on. Admit it."
"I admit it, but that doesn't make it right," Toby said, squirming feverishly.
Susan dabbed a finger at the top of Toby's slit and jarred her clit out of its little hood. She gently stroked the little bud of sensations and Toby shuddered with wild emotions.
Toby turned her head and accepted Susan's lips on hers. She slithered her hot wet tongue into Susan's mouth and moaned deliriously as Susan's finger moved deeper and harder into her cunt. She felt an orgasm begin to erupt and shatter her senses. She bit hard on Susan's tongue, partly in passion and partly in anger at her for instigating the perversion.
"Come again!" Susan hissed. "Come again, Sis!" Toby's juices boiled over and drenched Susan's finger.
"Stop it!" Toby cried, pushing Susan's hand away. "This is wrong!"
Susan stared at her for a moment. "I guess you're right," she said.
They sat in silence, each woman deep in her own thoughts. "I guess I better go," Toby said.
"Do you really want to?" Susan said.
Toby searched her soul and decided she wanted to stay. "No, damn you!" she said. "You started it, now let's finish." She stroked Susan's cheek and they clung together, kissing and hugging and caressing each other.
"Let's get naked," Susan said.
The sisters eagerly arose and stripped. Toby was naked first and her eyes burned hotly into her sister's emerging body. When they were both naked, they stood face to face and stared into each other's eyes.
Toby felt herself grow even more excited as she gazed at Susan's ripe tits and ass. Her hips were round and full and her thighs were Rubenesque. The forest between her legs was thick and curly and dark. Of the three sisters, Susan was the only brunette.
"Who's to say a woman can't get off on a woman?" Susan said.
They climbed onto the sofa and kissed. Susan was the natural aggressor and she held Toby's tits in both hand and french-kissed her. She rubbed her boobs against Tony's as they sat cross-legged on the sofa. Toby felt herself becoming incredibly aroused when she remembered how good Susan's finger had felt on her snatch.
They lay down together and Toby fondled Susan's asscheeks. "Mmmmm, that's nice," Susan said. "Touch me here too," she said, pointing to her cunt.
Toby hesitated a moment and then she moved a hand between Susan's legs. Then Susan climbed over Toby and ran a series of wet kisses down Toby's body. She concentrated on her tits, planting sensuous kisses on her nipples and the underside of her boobs.
She went from one to the other, sucking and licking and biting Toby's tits until Toby jerked her hips in a fucking motion and trembled all over.
Her heart pounded wildly as her sister slid down her body. When Susan suddenly pushed her face against Toby's cunt, Toby heaved a deep sigh of contentment.
Susan pushed her thighs apart and Toby drew her knees up. She pushed her steaming cunt against Susan's lips and tongue. Susan used the tip of her tongue to lift up the hood of Toby's clit. She lapped the turgid bud and Toby rolled her head from side to side and moaned.
"Have you ever done this before?" Toby said.
Susan planted a kiss in the middle of Toby's gash. "I cannot tell a lie," she smiled.
Toby crushed her hot thighs around Susan's head. "Who with?"
"You don't know her," Susan said.
Susan licked up and down and from side to side. She reached under and explored Toby's asscrack. "What are you doing?" Toby hissed.
"Relax," Susan said, drilling a finger into Toby's asshole.
"Ouch!" Toby cried.
Susan shoved the finger up her bung and wiggled it around. "Trust me," Susan said.
"Do I have to do this to you?" Toby said.
Susan whipped her tongue over Toby's flower-like folds. "Only if you want to. To tell you the truth, I love it. I don't care if you do me. I've got a date with Norton later."
"Oh, shit!" Toby muttered. "I forgot about that for a while." The blaze in her cunt burned so hot, she barely cared.
Susan shoved her thumb into Toby's cunt and frigged her ass. Toby toyed with her tits' and gazed at the top of her sister's head. Susan was obviously getting off on it, but Toby had no intention of returning the favor.
The sounds of Susan's wildly sucking mouth mingled with Toby's excited cries. Toby closed her eyes and reveled in the feelings coursing through her.
She'd had several affairs these past months. She'd fucked two teenagers at the same time and she'd fucked her brother-in-law. She'd picked up a total stranger in a restaurant and gone to a motel with him. But what she was doing now was the most perverse. Another woman was making love to her. The impact struck her in all its enormity and instead of turning her off it excited her.
Now Susan sucked her clit in a frenzy and Toby reached down and grabbed her hair. She wailed when Susan added a second finger to her asshole. Guttural sounds emanated from Toby's throat and she clawed at her tits like a wild animal.
For the second time in recent months she felt more like an animal than a human. And in that moment she came to another realization. She wanted to make love to Susan the same way. She wanted to press her lips against Susan's cunt and lick up her juices. She wanted to finger her and frig her and rub her pussy against Susan's. She wanted their tits to play against each other and she wanted to feel Susan's beating heart against hers.
She lifted her ass off the sofa and pumped her cunt at Susan's sucking mouth. Susan crushed her nose against Toby's clit and smiled. Toby stiffened and came, shaking spasmodically and then falling limp.
Susan continued devouring her slit, but Toby lay still. Toby opened her eyes and groaned. "My God, that was good."
Susan climbed up on the sofa and covered Toby's body with her own. "I knew you'd love it," she said.
"I want to do you now," Toby said.
Susan lifted her head. "Honest?"
Toby nodded. "It's the strangest thing, but I want to do it," she said. "Call me wild and crazy." She winked. "But, what the hell? You only live once."
CHAPTER SEVEN
When Leon returned from his next road trip, he was horny and the moment they finished dinner he led Toby up to the bedroom. For some strange reason she wasn't in the mood.
"Let's talk," she said as he pulled his shirt out of his pants.
"Let's talk afterward," he said. He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled his socks off. "I've been dreaming about this for days."
Toby was happy he was anxious to fuck her. He'd been less than enthusiastic lately. But she had a lot on her mind and she felt totally turned off.
"Let's talk now," she said.
He climbed onto the bed wearing only his shorts. He squeezed one of her tits and she pushed his hand away. "Okay, what's on your mind," he said. "I can see you're not gonna give me a tumble until I listen to whatever it is you've got to say."
"Susan and Norton are in love," she said.
Leon stared at her. "You're kidding."
"No, I'm serious. I only wish I was kidding."
"That's crazy," 'he said, reaching for her hand and placing it over his fly. His cock felt good inside his shorts and Toby felt the first stirring of excitement in her cunt. She settled into his arms and sighed.
"I love you, honey," she said when he kissed her hair. "Anyway, Susan told me about it." She had no intention of telling him she'd caught them together.
"What did she tell you?" He nibbled her ear and cupped her tits.
"You're getting to me," she giggled.
"That's the idea."
"She told me she and Norton were having an affair and were in love and wanted to get married."
"Crap," Leon mumbled, kissing her ear and moving his hand inside her blouse to caress her tits. "It's all bullshit."
"How can you say that, honey?"
"So they're fucking around. So what? Norton's not going anywhere." He tongued her ear and Toby felt herself melt.
"You sound like you knew about it," she said.
"It's no secret," he said.
"Norton told you?"
"Sure."
"Why didn't you tell me?" He unbuttoned her blouse and moved his hand over her bra-covered tits.
He kissed her slowly and sensuously and moved his hand inside her bra. "It's no big deal," he said.
As they spoke, he undressed her and after a while Toby realized her husband was more sophisticated than she'd thought. "Leon?" she said.
"What, babe?" He leaned over and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
Toby sighed. "That's nice."
"Of course it is," he said, biting the rosy tip.
"Leon?" she said again. Her clothes were half off, and she knew their conversation was at an end.
"What, babe?" he said, stroking her thighs. "You really don't think it's serious?"
She no longer resisted when he drew her closer to him. There was some very comforting about having Leon's arms around her. It wasn't as exciting as a stranger's, but it was nice.
"I think it's crap," he said, pressing his lips into her throat. "Now can we fuck?"
She turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Do you love me, Leon?" He groaned. "Oh, shit, not that!"
"No, I mean it. Do you love me?"
"I'm crazy about you. Get your clothes off and let's fuck."
"Leon, I mean it. Do you love me as much as you used to?" She finished undressing and his eyes told her he still found her exciting.
"I love you more, angel," he said. "Now get over here and let's fuck."
He pulled her on top of him and their bodies pressed together. She caressed his hair and his face as she kissed him. "I love you too, honey," she said, but in her mind she was more confused than ever.
Still, when they kissed her lips were soft and tongue into his mouth it was because she wanted to, not because she had to.
The hard points of her nipples dug into his chest and he moved his hands down to her ass and clasped her asscheeks and squeezed them. By now Toby was breathing heavily and grinding her pelvis against his crotch.
They rolled around on the bed and finally lay side by side. She draped a leg over his hip and opened herself up to him. She thought he would fuck her, but he didn't. Instead he leaned over and licked her tits, sucking tiny pieces of her flesh until it hurt.
When he did the same to her neck, she squealed. "You'll give me a hickey," she said.
"Isn't that what you want?"
"Oh, you're terrible," she giggled.
"Then you can go to the prom and show it to all the girls."
"Oh, Leon," she said, pulling his head down to her tits and feeding him one of her stiffened nipples.
He nursed on it for a while and she touched him. She was disappointed to find his cock only half-hard. She sighed. Husbands. There was something about marriage that simply killed romance.
"What's the matter?" Leon said.
"I was just thinking about how fast you got hard in the old days."
"Oh, shit, that's nothing," he said cheerfully, pushing her hand back over his dick.
"I don't turn you on anymore," she said.
"Sure you do, hon," he said. "It just takes longer."
"Oh, fuck you!" she said.
He hovered over her then and moved his hands over her tits and belly and hips. She swiveled her ass on the bed and jiggled her boobs. Their lovemaking was forced, there was no doubt about that. There was no urgency about it. That sweet urgency she found with her lovers.
"Let's do something different," she said.
"What?" He climbed on top of her and poked his prick around her cunt.
"Fuck me from behind," she said.
"You've been reading too many books lately," he said, pushing his prick into her cunt.
"No," she said, rolling over and forcing his cock out of her.
Leon looked more hurt than angry. "What's the matter, Toby?" he said. "Don't you want me to make love to you?"
"It's not that, honey," she said. She wrapped her arms around him. "It's just that it might be nice to try a different position."
"What's that about coming in from behind?"
"It's just that I could do this," she said, climbing onto her hands and knees and wiggling her ass back at him. "And you stand up next to the bed and fuck me."
He looked thoughtful. Then he pushed her over onto her back and climbed over her. "What's wrong with the old fashioned way?" he said, kissing her throat and tits and belly.
In less than a minute he drew her thighs apart. "Do you want me to give you some head? Is that what you want?" he said.
"Do whatever you want," she said.
She let him spread her thighs and she didn't object when he placed his lips against the moist folds of her pussy. If he wanted to suck her, it was okay. It just wasn't what she wanted at the moment.
He pushed his tongue between her cunt flaps and tasted her juices. He swished his lips around her pussy and his warm breath permeated her slit.
She jiggled her ass and pushed herself at him and soon his nose was buried in her cunt. He licked her clit and started climbing over her.
"Why are you stopping?" she said.
"Let's fuck." .
"I was just beginning to enjoy it."
He wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "You're doing a lot of complaining."
His searching tongue found her clit again and she tried to relax. She liked it when he went down on her. It was just that he never stayed there long enough. As soon as she began growing excited, he would stop and want to fuck.
The truth is, she thought, men and women are different. And it's the men who calls the shots.
Her ass jerked spasmodically and her cunt became wetter and wetter. She pressed her warm thighs against Leon's head and moved her hands over her tits.
"Don't stop," she said, pulling on her nipples.
Her thighs quivered against his cheeks. "Tell me when you're ready," he said.
He tongued her for a few more minutes and then lifted his face. He looked so pathetic, she told him she was ready, but she wasn't.
"Okay, now," she said. "Fuck me now."
He climbed onto his hands and knees and mounted her. But his cock was nearly limp and it wouldn't go in. She sat up and made him lay down. Then she crouched between his legs and began sucking him.
She squeezed his shaft and began beating him off. He groaned when she moved her fist up and down his stick. "Take it easy," he said.
She coaxed a drop of jizz out of his pisser and rubbed it into his rubbery cockhead. Leon placed his hand on hers and directed her stroking.
"Move the skin up and down," he said.
He always tried to direct their lovemaking. "How's this?" she said, moving only his cockskin up and down his still-limp pole.
"Better."
"Oh, Leon, why don't I excite you anymore?" she said.
He opened his eyes. "You do, hon. I'm just tired."
"I'll get you hard again if it kills me," she said, beating his meat and forcing a few more drops of spunk out of his jizz-slit.
"Easy," he muttered. "Here," he said, moving her fingers down to the root of his dick. "Slow and easy."
Her fingers were sticky with his fuck-oil, but her pussy was cooling off. She leaned down and took his twitching cockhead into her mouth and sucked it hard.
When the telephone rang, she paused. His cock throbbed in her mouth as it rang again. "Aren't you gonna get it?" Leon said.
She spit his prick out. "Should I?"
"Sure."
She dropped his cock and scrambled over to the phone. By the time she picked up the receiver, the caller had hung up.
When she turned back to Leon, he was jerking off. "I'll do it," he said.
Toby rolled onto her side. "Then I guess you don't need me."
"Sure, I do, hon," he said. "I need a nice wet cunt to stick it in."
She raised her head. "Oh, Leon, we used to have so much fun together. What's happening to us?"
"Nothing's happening to us and don't make a big thing out of it. You're spending too much time with your sister. She's putting ideas in your head."
"Don't blame Susan," she said. "Is it hard yet?"
He squeezed his prick-root and watched his knob swell up. "Almost."
"What do you think will happen with Norton and Susan?"
Leon's face was flushed as he frigged himself. "Nothing," he muttered. "Are we back to that?"
"Well, I want to know," she said.
"Why don't you play with yourself so you'll be ready for me. You're sorta dry tonight."
Panic gripped her. "Dry?"
She sat up and moved her hand between her legs. She poked her fingers around her gulch. She wasn't exactly wet, but she wasn't dry either.
"I'm not dry," she said, but she began fingering herself.
"Come here," he said and she rolled around and climbed between his legs. "Here, take it in your mouth."
She opened her jaws wide and took his cockhead into her mouth.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" he groaned. Her wet lips surrounded his dick.
She took another two inches of his prick into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could. She swirled her spunk-smeared lips hotly over the burgeoning thickness of his stalk. Polishing his cockhead with her tongue, she was determined to get his cock ramrod stiff. When she felt him hardening, she squeezed the base of his dick, and feverishly pumping him, she licked his knob.
"Take it all," he said, thrusting his fingers into her hair and pulling her against him.
She fingered his balls. They had tightened up with jism and his fuckpole jutted straight up in the air. Thank God, she thought.
"Suck it all the way, hon," he groaned.
"Take it into your throat.
Toby was quick to respond to his request. Her cheeks were flushed and her long blonde hair clung damply to her forehead. She worked her lips hungrily over his meat and slid her lips down to his cock-base.
"Now, put it in!" she cried, releasing his cock and stretching out on her back. She brought her knees up to her tits and tilted her ass back.
Leon froze. He lay perfectly still, his nostrils flaring. Then he rolled onto his knees and climbed between her thighs. "Turn over," he said.
"You mean it?" she said.
"Yeah, you wanted me to fuck you from behind, so go on, turn over."
She rolled onto her hands and knees and he spread her asscheeks and peered down at her.
"I haven't given it to you in the back door for a long time," he said.
She gazed up at him. He looked tired. "Did I spoil it for you, darling?" She reached up and stroked his hair.
"No, I'm okay," he said, prodding her cunt with the bulbous head of his dick.
She held her breath while he thrust his dick inside her. It had softened somewhat, but it surged inside her and felt good. He leaned over and kissed her.
"I think we need some excitement around here," he said. He stroked slowly in and out of her cunt, but Toby barely responded.
Her blood ran cold. "What do you mean?" she said.
"Wanna come with me next week?" he said.
"You mean it?" she squealed.
"Yeah, I think maybe if we got out of here things would pick up between us."
Toby began to rotate her hips and fuck back at him thrusting prick. "Yes, I want to go with you," she said.
He moved his hands under her ass and brought her up to meet his dick. He squeezed her butt and dipped his fingers into her asscrack. "You might be bored during the day when I'm busy," he said.
She gave a little shriek when his cock rasped against her clit. "I don't care," she said. "I want to go."
She hugged him to her, kissing his lips and fondling his neck. Her hair was in wanton disarray and her face was bright pink. When Leon gazed at her, he smiled.
"Thank God I don't have to worry about you while I'm away," he said.
Toby felt a stab of guilt. "Listen, darling, let me suck you some more," she said. He trusts me so, she thought.
Rolling onto his back, Leon smiled up at her as she prepared to mouth-fuck him. "You know what I like, honey," he said. "You always did."
His prick tilted up toward his belly and she took it in her fist. Her cuntjuice clung to it and her heart beat wildly as she opened her mouth and took him into her throat.
She locked her lips around his shaft and sucked hard. Leon groaned and reached down to play with her tits. He lay perfectly still and let her bob her head up and down and when he was ready he mounted her again and they fucked.
Toby didn't come, but she didn't care. All that mattered was keeping Leon happy. And she'd do it any way she had to. Any way at all.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Toby awakened early. Leon was taking her on a business trip and she was excited. Even though they weren't driving far, it would be nice to get away from all her problems with her sisters.
They drove non-stop until six that evening. When they checked in at their motel, Leon told her he had a business meeting and she'd have to have dinner alone.
She was disappointed, but said nothing. The town looked interesting, with many boutiques and discos. There was an energy that she felt emanating from good-looking men and pretty girls, and the architecture was attractive.
Since she wasn't hungry, she decided to go walking before she stopped for dinner. She gazed into shop windows and chatted with friendly shop-keepers. By the time she walked the few blocks that comprised the town's business section, she was hungry and anxious to get back to the motel.
"Need some help?" a pleasant voice said as she walked down the narrow sidewalk filled with antique shops.
A young man in tight jeans was standing in front of a tiny shop. He had a pleasant smile and she stopped to chat. "Do you like antiques?" he said.
"Yes, but my husband hates them," she said, deliberately advising the young man that she was a married woman.
"Husbands usually do," he said. "My name's Paul." He extended his hand. "Going to be in town long?"
"Only until tomorrow," she said. "My husband's here on business."
"I noticed you looking at that curio cabinet."
"I love it." She gazed down the street. "Of all the shops, I like your things best."
"Why not come in and look around," he said. "I've got the best stuff inside."
"I better not," she said. "It's getting late and I don't want to walk back to the motel after dark. I don't know the town and I get lost easily."
He smiled and scratched his head. "We don't get too many women like you coming here."
"What do you mean? I've seen lots of pretty girls around."
"Have you seen the tourists?" he said. "Oh, I see what you mean," she said. "Yes, they do look like they just came in from the farms." As if to give impact to her words, two hefty middle-aged women walked by.
"Meeting your husband?" Paul said. When he grinned, his eyes crinkled up. "You never did mention your name."
"It's Toby," she said. "No, my husband's in a business meeting. I guess I'll have a bite at the motel."
"Where're you staying?"
"The Red Dust Motel."
He wrinkled his nose. "Bad chow. Give you the runs. If you want until I close up, I'll take you where the food is terrific and the price is right."
She decided to take him up on his offer. After a few minutes, she followed him into the store and he proceeded to show her around.
"If you like the curio cabinet in the window, what do you think of this one?" he said. "This one's a treasure."
"I love it. I wish I could afford it." She gazed into the cabinet. The wood was polished and the hardware was old and ornate. Inside the cabinet were little glass animals. "I love those too," she said.
"I see we have the same taste," Paul said. He opened the door of the cabinet and removed a tiny glass bear. "Here," he said, handing the little figure to Toby. "A memento."
Toby backed away. "I couldn't. Really." He took her hand and placed the tiny glass figure inside. He closed her fingers around it. "I want you to have it. I like you."
Smiling, she thanked him and continued looking around the shop. At one point a customer came in and questioned Paul about a desk. He caught Toby's eye and winked. The woman spent a lot of time inspecting the desk, but finally told Paul she couldn't buy it without her husband's approval, and Paul winked at Toby again.
After she left, Paul locked the door and pulled down the shade. Toby glanced at her no watch. She couldn't believe it was actually eight-thirty.
"Closing time," Paul said, turning down the lights in the shop.
She followed him into the back of the store. There were many more antiques stored there and she exclaimed over them as he locked the cash box. In any case, she felt as if she'd known him for years.
"I have some brandy here if you'd care to join me," he said.
"I'd love it," she said.
He poured the brandy from an antique decanter. Toby sat down on an old wooden rocker and he handed her a glass. He sat down across from her and lifted his glass in a toast.
"I feel as though I've known you in another life," he said.
Toby had never met anyone like him. "Do you believe in reincarnation?" she said.
"Of course, Paul said. "I've had many lives." He smiled at her and for the first time Toby felt strangely apprehensive.
"I'm getting hungry," she said. "Are we going soon?" Her hands shook when she picked up her glass. Paul was gazing at her very strangely.
"I'm seeing you for the first time right now," he said, his eyes boring into hers. ill
"But we've been talking for the past hour," she said.
"But right now I feel like I'm seeing you for the first time. I mean really seeing you." His eyes shone and he blinked rapidly. "How many lives have you had?"
"Me? I think this is my first." She giggled. His face froze. "You're laughing at me." Toby tried to cover up. "No, I'm not," she said, "Really."
"Shall we have a seance?" he said suddenly. She glanced at her watch. "You know," she said, rising up, "I almost forgot. I have to meet my husband at the motel and I'm late. Thanks for the brandy and the lesson in antique buying." She extended her hand, but he sat perfectly still and stared at her. "How do I get out of here?"
"You don't," Paul snickered.
She sat down again and decided to stay calm and try reasoning with him. He was obviously a troubled person, but there was no reason to panic. At least not yet.
"It's been very pleasant," she said. "But now I must leave, Paul. So will you please let me out?"
He smiled sweetly. "No." He sat with his hands folded on his lap, looking perfectly calm.
She rose up again, her patience wearing thin. "Listen, don't get up, I'll let myself out." She began walking to the front of the shop, but he suddenly bounded out of his chair and followed her.
He grabbed her wrist and fear struck her. "Let me go!" she said.
His face changed and he released his hold on her. "I'm sorry, Toby," he said. "I like you. Don't go."
Toby thought for a moment. He'd released his hold on her and she was free to leave. She rubbed her wrist. Paul was slim and didn't appear very strong, but his grip had left welts on her arm.
"Please," he said softly.
"You frightened me," she said. "My heart's still pounding."
"I'm sorry," he said. "That seance business, right? Don't pay any attention. I'm just so caught up in the stuff, I want everyone I like to be involved too."
Toby found herself strangely mesmerized by the man. They returned to the back of the shop and Paul poured more brandy. This time it went to her head and she no longer felt afraid. Paul was a little different, but obviously a good person.
They finished the brandy and Paul brought out some crackers and cheese. Toby ate voraciously. "Isn't this better than dinner in some formal place with all those tourists around?" he said.
Her mouth was stuffed with crackers. She swallowed and smiled. "I'm still starved, only now I don't care anymore. Your brandy tastes delicious going down, but it's got a kick." Paul rose up and took her hand. A hot shiver passed through her. "Let's get comfortable," he said, leading her over to an old leather loveseat in the corner. "This is one of my favorite pieces. Every time a customer approaches it, I discourage her. I don't want to sell anything I really love."
When they sat down, his elbow grazed her tits and she felt her pussy go wet. She tried to tell herself she was being silly. Paul was an overage hippie and Leon was probably waiting for her back at the motel. Still, she made no move to leave. The touch to her tits may have been accidental, but it was obvious that Paul had been affected by it too.
At that very moment they both glanced down at his crotch. There was no denying the hard-on he sported. He didn't try. Smiling, he took her hand in his and kissed her palm.
"Like I said, I like you, Toby," he said. "And I think you like me too. I don't know about you, but I'd like to fuck you. Would you like it too?"
Toby found his honesty refreshing. "To tell you the truth, this trip was supposed to cement my marriage," she said. "But now that you've brought it up, I'm kind of horny myself."
"I'm so glad," he said, leaning over and kissing her lightly on the lips.
Her pussy was sopping wet now. "Where should we go?" she said.
He almost timidly moved his hand over her tits. "We can do it here," he said.
She closed her eyes as he stroked her boobs. His touch was strangely light and unaggressive. She covered his hands with hers and forced him to caress her more firmly.
He kissed her again, this time dipping the tip of his tongue over her lips. "Do you give head?" he said.
Toby burst out laughing. "What a funny question," she said.
Paul blushed. "I didn't mean to amuse you," he said coldly.
Oh, Lord, now I've done it, she thought. But there was no turning back. His cock twitched inside his jeans. It looked inviting.
"Would you like me to do it now?" she said.
His eyes widened. "Would you?"
"Sure, I like it too," she said. "You don't have to be embarrassed to ask for it."
She crouched before him and he spread his legs. Even with his jeans on, she could tell he had a nice big prick. He took a deep breath when she tugged his zipper down. She reached inside and pulled out his cock.
"You're really something, Toby," he said in a calm voice. "I really like you a lot."
"I like you too, Paul," she said, closing her fingers around the shaft of his dick and pulling it toward her eager mouth.
She licked slowly and sensuously up and down the sides of his shaft. She lingered on the underside near his cockhead and Paul groaned and fondled her hair.
She closed her lips around the crown of his prick and sucked on the flared rim. She rotated it from one cheek to the other and met his glazed eyes. His lips were parted and his tongue was working.
"You're a wonderful person," Paul after a while. "Wonderful."
Toby opened her mouth wider and inhaled the entire length of his cock. She heard him suck in his breath as she tightened the ring of her lips around his cock-root. His cock-bush tickled her nose and she inhaled the spicy aroma emanating from his fly.
She sucked until his cock had grown, thick and hard and very, very long. Over seven inches. Looking at him she would never had guessed he would have such a powerful tool.
She began moving hand to her cunt to masturbate when he rose up, knocking his prick out of her mouth. "No more," he said. "I want to make you happy now."
"I'm happy giving you head," she said.
He grabbed her wrist and a shiver of fear raged through her. "Take your clothes off," he said.
"I'll just take my panties off," she said, pulling her skirt up, but he twisted her arm.
"Take all your clothes off," he said, in a cold voice that sent shivers up her spine. "I want to see your body." His voice changed then and he smiled sweetly. "Please."
Toby melted at the expression in his eyes. She unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. He licked his lips as she undressed and when he saw her naked tits escape from the confines of her bra, he clapped his hands.
"Wonderful," he chanted. "Just wonderful."
By now Toby knew he was more than just eccentric. He was a little crazy. But her cunt was thoroughly wet, and she was confident if she didn't cross him he wouldn't hurt her.
"Bend over on the loveseat," he said in a soft voice. He moved to a nearby table and turned on the old-fashioned record player.
The strains of a violin soon filled the tiny, musky room and Toby bent over the loveseat with her ass in the air. This is crazy, she thought. He's crazy and I'm crazy and everyone's, crazy. Still, she turned her head and watched him.
He crouched behind her, moving his hand briefly between her legs. "You're nice and wet," he said. "Just what I like."
He leaned against her back and tongued her ear. He moved his hands around and clutched her tits.
"I think I've known you in another life," he said. He pinched her nipples and she held her breath. "Yes, in the Seventeenth Century, to be precise."
He pushed his prick against her ass and she leaned her cheek on the cushion of the loveseat. The record sounded scratchy and the loveseat was old and faded. The man whose cock was wedged between her asscheeks was probably certifiably crazy. But somehow Toby didn't care.
Then he bent down and lapped his tongue over the soft hairs of her pussy. His touch made her even wetter and he hummed along with the music as he licked her cunt.
"You have a delicious pussy," he said, prying her gash open with his tongue. He rammed a fingers into her cunthole and licked her clit.
Her position was uncomfortable, but her pussy was fully exposed.
Then suddenly he rose up and grasped her hips. "I'm going to take you in the ass, Toby," he said. "I suppose you're going to beg me not to do it."
"Why, no, Paul," she said. "As a matter-of-fact, I like it there."
"So, you're a slut," he said in a tight voice.
"No. Liking assfucking doesn't make me a slut."
A wave of dizziness overtook her. The man was crazier than she thought. He pried her asscheeks apart roughly and squeezed her flesh.
"If I say you're a slut, don't argue with me!" he hissed.
"Okay, I won't," she said. She'd say anything he wanted, if only he wouldn't hurt her. "I'm ready, Paul," she said seductively. "I'm dying to have your cock in my butt."
"Don't order me around," he said, grinding his prick into the heat of her asscrack.
She winced when he stabbed his prick-knob at the tight puckered ring of her bung. It was obvious he had no intention of opening her up or lubricating her. He pushed in and finally the elastic ring of her butt-hole opened up. By then she was covered with sweat and breathing hard. Horrendous pain filled her and she stifled a scream.
He lunged forward and sank his lust-inflated cock all the way into her bowels. His balls slapped her as he thrust. She cried out as he crushed his body against her back.
"Don't hurt me!" she yelled.
"Fuck me, Cleopatra!" he hissed. "Fuck me!"
Since she had no choice, she fucked back at his ramrod-stiff prick and after he came she wriggled out from under him. He fell asleep, half on the loveseat and half on the floor. The record stopped playing and the needle made a whirring sound. Toby quickly dressed and moved quietly to the front door.
Thank God, she thought when she found the key on a table nearby.
She let herself out and almost ran down the street to the motel. When she arrived, Leon wasn't there, but he'd left a note telling her he'd be in late.
So far her out-of-town trip with Leon had done nothing favorable for their relationship. No matter where I go, I run into trouble, she thought as she ran a bath and rubbed her sore butt. But it had been a lovely curio cabinet, and she still had the glass bear.
CHAPTER NINE
After a quick breakfast together the next day, Leon left for a sales meeting and Toby faced the day alone in a strange town. After she dressed, she walked down the same main street she'd walked down the day before. She was careful to avert her face when she passed Paul's shop. She had no intention of seeing him again. He'd been a decent fuck, but was a little too eccentric for her. Now she lingered in front of a shop window and gazed inside.
"Why not come in and see what we've got inside?" a sweet voice said.
Toby gazed down at the girl who had spoken to her. She met the eyes of a tiny redhead. "Were you talking to me?" she said.
"Yes," the girl said. "This is my shop and I was inviting you in. My nicer things are inside." She grinned broadly. "I'm Lonnie, you know, as in Lonnie's Place. You look like you've got good taste. What's your name."
"Toby," Toby said. "And I don't know about my taste, but I would like to see your things. They're lovely."
She followed the tiny girl into the shop. Lonnie's specialty was hand painted scarves and tee-shirts. The tiny redhead was her own best advertisement. She wore a tight tee-shirt over her huge tits. Emblazoned on it were the words, "I Give Good Head." Toby giggled as she stared at the girl's chest.
"I thought the tourists who came here were rather conservative," she said.
"They are," Lonnie smiled. "That's why I like to poke fun at them. I get away with it because they think I'm a kid. That's because I'm so small. But I'm no kid. And I know the score."
"You look like a teen," Toby said, admiring a bright-pink scarf. "This is lovely. How much is it?"
"Oh, that's nothing," Lonnie said, taking the scarf from her hand and laying it on the counter. I've got nicer things than that. Let's talk. I'm gonna lock up for lunch anyway. Fuck the tourists. Let 'em bother the others. I've had it for now."
The curvy redhead lowered the shade and locked the door of the shop. She hung an out-to-lunch sign on the window and sashayed into the back of the shop. Toby followed her, amused by the girl's moxie.
"What was that about my looking like a teen?" Lonnie said.
"I said you look like you're a teen," Toby said. "I know you must be older because you're in business."
The little office in the back of the shop looked like Paul's. But Lonnie was a perfectly normal young girl, obviously bright and a talented artist. She brought out trays and boxes of scarves and tee-shirts, and, since Toby couldn't make a decision, she picked out two of each for her.
"How much are they?" Toby said.
"Give me whatever you think they're worth," Lonnie said, sitting on a small leather sofa and bringing her feet up.
"That's crazy," Toby said. "You can't do business that way."
"I'm not doing business with you," Lonnie said, patting the seat next to her. "I like you. Sit down and let's talk. I'm bored with business."
Toby found herself talking with Lonnie about her most intimate secrets. The younger woman had a way of inviting confidence and Toby was relieved to have someone who would listen to her. Her life had become so stressful and she couldn't even discuss her problems with her sisters.
"And so that's where it lies," Toby said. "One of my sisters is in love with my other sister's husband. I've done things I'm ashamed of and I'm on a business trip with my husband because we're both bored with our marriage. Can you help me, doctor?"
Both women giggled and Lonnie placed her hand on Toby's arm. "I don't know if I can help you, but I think you're too uptight about everything. Now, see how I live?" the little redhead said. "I do what I want when I want to and I don't worry about anyone else. It's selfish, I know. But I don't really hurt anyone and I keep myself happy. You'll see. My boyfriend's coming here soon. I know how to live."
"How do you live?" Toby said.
Lonnie dropped her hand. "Don't worry, I'm not coming on to you."
"Did I look worried?"
"You flinched when I touched you."
"I guess subconsciously I was afraid you were hitting on me."
"And you're not interested?" Lonnie said. Toby hesitated. "To tell you the truth, I've even done that. But I'm not real interested in doing it again."
The bell on the front door tinkled and Lonnie rose up to open the door. "It's Chuck," the redhead said over her shoulder as she walked to the front.
She returned in a moment with a blonde boy around eighteen. She introduced him to Toby and he flopped onto the sofa next to her.
"Were you two balling when I got here?" he said.
"Of course not," Lonnie said. "We were talking."
Toby felt uneasy. "I've got to go soon," she said. "And you two probably want to be alone."
Chuck snickered. "Shit, we're alone all the time." He glanced at Lonnie and then at Toby. "Hey, listen, I know she makes it with chicks on occasion. I don't mind. And you're a good-looking chick. I dig the scene." Lonnie giggled. "I've got an idea," she said. "Since you're traveling with your husband and you're bored, why don't the three of us have some fun?"
Toby wasn't really surprised. Somewhere in her mind she'd been expecting it. She'd never made it this way and she felt somewhat uneasy about being with two strangers. But the day loomed long and if she left them she'd have to be alone.
She struggled with her conscience, aware that she was horny. By the time Leon had arrived at the motel last night, he was too tired to fuck. And this morning there had been no time. Toby was horny if she didn't get fucked at least twice a day. And Chuck was cute in a youthful way.
Lonnie had slipped onto Chuck's lap and was cuddling against his chest. "Personally, I'm horny," she said, glancing at Toby. "If you're not interested in balling, maybe you better go."
"I don't know...." Toby said.
"Hey, wait a minute," Chuck said. "I dig her."
"What do you say, Toby?" Lonnie said. "If you join us, we'll go to the house."
For Toby the next two hours were a blur. One minute they were sitting in the back of Lonnie's shop and the next they were in a cottage near the outskirts of town in bed.
"Toby's having marital problems," Lonnie said, stretching out on her back and wriggling her shapely body.
"I dig it," Chuck said, his eyes on Toby's tits. "I'd like to help you out," he said. "You look like a nice lady. You deserve some pleasure in life."
"I have pleasure in my life," Toby protested.
"Shut up, bonzo," Lonnie said to her boyfriend. She took Toby's hand. "My teeshirt doesn't lie, honey. I really do give good head. Want to try me?"
There was a surrealistic quality about everything. Toby found herself being pushed onto her back on the bed. She lay perfectly still while Chuck pulled her panties down. Then, still dressed, Lonnie eased her head between Toby's thighs.
Toby's skirt was bunched up around her waist. She gazed at the top of Lonnie's head as the tiny redhead extended her tongue and licked her slit.
"Dynamite!" Chuck muttered, unbuckling his belt, dropping his jeans and shorts and plopping into the bed next to them.
Lonnie sucked on Toby's clit and teased it into erection. It occurred to Toby that they hadn't even kissed. She touched Lonnie's bright-red hair. And then Chuck leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
He squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples while Lonnie sucked her pussy. Then they rolled her onto her side and began undressing her. When she was down to her bra, Lonnie carefully unhooked it and swiped her tongue over her boobs.
"Nice tits," the redhead said, rising up and stripping her own clothes off.
Toby barely had time to gaze at Lonnie's massive jugs. By the time the tiny redhead climbed back onto the bed and pushed her face between Toby's legs, Chuck was rubbing his stiff prick inside the crack of Toby's ass. "Oh, God!" Toby moaned. "Not again!" She liked getting her asshole reamed, but last night had tired her out. She almost told Chuck not to touch her there, but, as he proceeded to steadily press his prick into her asscrack, she realized he was aiming at her cunt from behind.
Lonnie lifted her head and lay on the side next to Toby. She kissed her, transferring the taste of Toby's cunt to Toby's lips and tongue.
"Do you dig it in the ass?" Chuck said, pressing his swollen cockhead against Toby's wet gash.
"Not today, if you don't mind," Toby said.
Lonnie squeezed her tits and french-kissed her. "These guys," she smirked. "They think because they've got a quarter-pound of meat between their legs they're big shots."
"I've got a half pound," Chuck said. His cock penetrated Toby's cunthole and she returned Lonnie's kiss.
He pulled out and tilted her ass up to give him a better angle for penetration. Probing her pussy with his bulbous cock, he lurched forward and once again penetrated her.
She came. Incredibly, all she needed was one stroke from his dick and she convulsed. She cried out as she trembled and thrashed her legs.
"Jesus fucking Christ, what a sweet cunt!" Chuck said through clenched teeth. "Shit, your husband's a lucky dude."
The mention of Leon made Toby's heart palpitate. Chuck pulled out and shoved in again, grinding his prick into her pussy. With a ragged sob, Toby sank her tongue into Lonnie's mouth. The two women exchanged saliva and Toby nibbled the yielding flesh of Lonnie's lips.
She reveled in the perversity joy it all. She loved being wedged between the young couple. Somewhere in another part of the house a telephone rang, and Lonnie climbed off the bed.
Now Chuck climbed on top of Toby and straddled her chest. She eagerly reached for his prick and welcomed it into her mouth. She never heard the second boy walk into the room, but suddenly she was being mauled by a boy named Jerry.
"Where's Lonnie?" Toby said.
"Won't I do, blondie?" Jerry said.
"Oh, God, yes!" Toby moaned.
Both men stretched out and told Toby to suck them. She knelt between them and went from one to the other, sliding the moist warmth of her lips up and down their upthrust fuck-sticks.
While she licked Chuck's prick, she curled her hand gently around the hard stalk of Jerry's cock.
She sucked hungrily on Chuck's cockhead and tightened her grip on Jerry's shaft. She moved her fist up and down his swollen pole and her pussy grew hot and wet and ached to be filled.
She slid Jerry's cockskin up and down his rod while she took Chuck's prick all the way into her throat. She drenched him with her saliva and he grunted as he gripped her head between his hands.
He pulled her by the hair off his spit-drenched cock. "I don't wanna come yet," he muttered.
"She's got great knockers," Jerry said.
"Yeah, she's built okay," Chuck said.
"Where's Lonnie?" Toby said.
"Why?" Chuck grinned. "You in the mood for a little gash?"
"Not really," she said. She stared at Jerry's prick. It was big and it hugged his belly in a stiff erection. The fat tip of his cock leaked whitish juice and his hairy balls were rosy and swollen with jism.
A rush of excitement swept through her. She was glad she'd come along with Leon on his business trip. She never met people like Lonnie and Chuck and Jerry at home. They were different and she liked it. They weren't typical suburbanites, like her sisters and their husbands. And Leon and me, she thought with a sigh. We're typical too.
Jerry interrupted her reverie when he scrambled between her legs and shoved the head of his dick against her slit. She let out a cry of passion when his meat pushed inside her.
"Shit, what a tight box," he muttered.
He stroked in and out a few times, but he seemed preoccupied. Toby soon found out why. Pulling out, he drew back and plunged his face against her cunt.
Chuck took her hand and wrapped her fingers around his cock. "He loves gash," he said. "He and Lonnie argue about it all the time."
Toby stiffened when she felt Jerry's warm breath fan over her crotch. She whimpered when he extended his tongue and began licking her horny cunt.
Chuck straddled her head and dropped his balls into her mouth. She mindlessly licked his pungent-tasting eggs while Jerry ran his slick tongue over her sensitive clit.
Total and intense pleasure rocked Toby's senses. She sucked Chuck's entire ball-bag into her mouth and Jerry forced his tongue into her pussy. She didn't notice when Lonnie returned, but she heard the girl giggle as she climbed onto the bed.
"I see I haven't been missed," the redhead said.
Out of the corner of her eye, Toby watched Lonnie play with herself. The three friends obviously fucked together frequently. They seemed to have a routine worked out.
Hot erotic pleasure melted her belly as Jerry licked her clit. Her ecstatic cries were muffled by Chuck's balls which filled her mouth. When he finally removed them, he filled her mouth with his prick and Toby had difficulty breathing.
"I'm finger-fucking myself," Lonnie crooned. "She's got two cocks and I've got my fingers. But I don't give a fuck. I love myself."
The tiny redhead held her boobs in her hands and extended her tongue. She was able to lick her own tits. Toby was fascinated with the sight. She was also beginning to think everyone in the town was a little crazy.
Maybe there's something in the water, she thought. First Paul, and now these three. She vowed to drink only bottled water during the remainder of their stay. Just in case.
As abruptly as Jerry had dove inside her thighs, he rose up and mounted her. He thrust his stiff prick all the way into her cunt and sighed deeply.
"Fuck that cock!" he hissed. "Shake your ass and fuck that cock!"
Toby didn't have to be told twice. She shook her ass and fucked back at his prick. Lonnie continued masturbating, but now Chuck climbed off Toby's face and joined his girlfriend.
No longer encumbered with Chuck's weight, she turned her full attention to Jerry. She arched her body up to take the full thrust of his dick and moaned with bliss each time his stiff meat entered her.
Now she noticed that Chuck was fucking Lonnie. The tiny redhead was flat on her back with her legs draped over his shoulders. His cock was slicing in and out of her plump pink cuntlips, but the girl's eyes were on Toby.
"You come back soon, you hear?" Lonnie said.
Toby nodded dizzily. "I'll try," she said.
Above her, Jerry's face was twisted into a wild grin. His eyes rolled back in his head as he worked his dick in and out of her snugly gripping cunt.
She locked her legs around his back and tilted her ass up off the bed. This allowed Jerry to penetrate her more deeply. The hardness of his stalk rasped over her clit with every thrust and he panted for breath as he pounded her.
"You dig the scene?" he said.
"Yes!" she hissed.
He slammed his prick into her cunt and Toby no longer noticed the couple next to them on the bed. When she came, her cunt contracted powerfully around Jerry's cock and he grunted. In a moment Toby felt the steamy blast of his spunk inside her hot box. He stroked vigorously a few more times before his prick went limp and he rolled off her body.
CHAPTER TEN
When Toby returned home, she was more confused than ever. Nothing had changed between her and Leon. She still loved him, but was perplexed by the change in him.
She was even more perplexed by the change in Susan. Susan told her she and Norton had split up. She was trying to remain faithful to Freddie and advised Toby to do the same.
"Just because you're going through a phase, doesn't mean I have to too," Toby said one day as the sisters sunbathed in the Brand yard.
"Try it," Susan with a grin. "You might like it."
"Tell me that when you've been faithful for a year."
Susan rolled onto her back, her tits jiggling around her tiny bikini top. "I'll do it," she said. "I'm determined."
They stayed in the yard for another hour and then went into the house for lunch. They were just sitting down to eat when the doorbell rang.
Susan set her sandwich down. "Who's that?"
"Mmmmmm," Toby said, sipping her coke and rising up to go to the door. "It's probably Beth. I asked her to drop by for lunch too."
Toby was glad to see her other sister. Beth looked less prim than usual and she flopped into a chair and reached for a coke. "If I have to look at those kids again today, I'll scream," she said.
It was unlike Beth to discuss her children in that summer. There was something else different about the serious blonde. Her hair was blonder and her makeup was more pronounced.
"That doesn't sound like you," Toby said, fixing a sandwich for Beth.
"You're looking at a whole new me," Beth said. "No mayo, please. I'm trying to lose some weight." She glanced at her sisters. They were both wearing only their bikinis. She shrugged. "I wish I looked like you too. You don't have an extra ounce of flesh on you."
"We've never had any children either," Susan said.
"So what?" Beth said, biting into her sandwich. "My tits hang down since I had the kids. I sometimes wonder if it's worth it. Norton says I can play basketball without a ball. All I have to do is take my bra off."
"That's mean," Susan said, giggling. "I mean, that's really mean."
Beth stared at her. "That's not all. I found lipstick on his shorts a few weeks ago. I wouldn't tell you girls except I know it won't get any further than this house. But Norton's had a girlfriend until recently. That's why I'm determined to change. I've been prim too long. Now I'm gonna kick up my heels."
Toby raised an eyebrow and caught Susan's eye. Susan shrugged slightly. Toby cleared her throat. "What are you going to do?"
Beth blinked. "Why, didn't Susan tell you?"
"Tell me what?" Toby said.
Beth turned to Susan. "You didn't tell her. Why not?"
"Oh, Christ!" Susan said, hitting her forehead and groaning. "I can't stand it."
"What's going on, girls?" Toby said. There was something going on and she was determined to know what it was.
"I told her about you and me," Susan said.
"Oh, Susan," Toby said. She covered her face with her hands. "God, I wish you hadn't done that."
Beth sat forward and touched her arm. "I think it's okay," she said. "At first I thought it was awful, but then I thought about it and I think it's fascinating. I want to try it. Sue said you and she would show me."
Toby's eyes widened and she stared at Susan. "You told her what?" she said.
"Don't be angry, Sis," Susan said. "I thought...."
Toby rose up and walked to the door. "I am not a lesbian and neither are my sisters. Now, please leave. I want to be alone."
She stood in the doorway, her heart pounding as her sister's rose up and moved past her out the door. Beth paused and kissed her goodbye.
"I'm sorry, Sis," she whispered. "Susan told me you liked it."
When they were gone, Toby leaned against the door with her eyes closed. She waited to regain her composure and then went upstairs and slipped her bikini off.
Damn Susan! she thought as she stepped into the shower. Damn Susan and Freddie and Leon and every man I've fucked in the past year!
The hot steamy spray revived her spirits. She toweled herself dry and dabbed her favorite perfume all over. She went to the closet to pick out something to wear. It was still only mid-afternoon and Leon wouldn't be home for hours, but she decided to surprise him by dressing up.
Leon had complained that she never wore skirts. She knew he hated the jeans she normally wore so today she picked out a short black skirt and a silk blouse. If Leon came home horny, he could get to her easily. He had intimated that he preferred that she wear skirts for that reason. If he wanted to fuck her, all she had to do was bend over.
She tied a soft wide belt around her small waist and brushed out her long blonde hair. She thought about Lonnie and Chuck and Paul as she made up her face. Lonnie had the biggest tits she'd ever seen. Paul was no doubt crazy, but Chuck was a nice kid. Jerry had turned out to be somewhat perverted. When he was through fucking her, he'd made Lonnie lick him clean.
Now she brushed her hair until it was sufficiently shiny. She hadn't bothered with a bra. If Leon was in the mood, he wouldn't have to bother with anything. All he'd have to do was stick his hands under her blouse.
When she was dressed, she padded downstairs barefoot to start dinner. She would spend the rest of the afternoon making Leon's favorite barbequed spareribs.
She was standing at the sink, washing the luncheon dishes, when she first became aware of Leon's car pulling into the driveway. She felt alarmed when she whirled around. Then the door opened and Leon walked into the kitchen.
"Honey," she trilled. "What are you doing home?"
He grinned when he gazed at her. "Looks like it was a wise move on my part," he said. "You look good enough to eat."
They kissed and gazed into each other's eyes. Toby was filled with love. "I'm making ribs for dinner," she said almost shyly. "I haven't made them in a long time."
"I told myself when I was driving home that if your sisters were here I'd kick them out." He hugged her against his chest. "How about a little afternoon delight?"
"I'd love it," Toby said. "You haven't done this in ages. Come home in the middle of the day. Oh, Leon, everything's been so crazy."
Arm in arm, they walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. They sat close together on the sofa and Leon kicked his shoes off.
"You still worried about Susan and Norton?" he said.
Toby shook her head. "No more," she said. "I'm going to live my life my own way and let my sisters do the same."
"I'm glad, honey," Leon said. "Because, frankly, I was a little worried about you. You were getting so damn involved with your sisters, you didn't have much time for me."
"Is that what it looked like?" Toby said. "You've always come first with me."
He held her tightly, his arms around her chest and his hands cupping her tits. "For a while there I wasn't sure. I mean, I'd come home from the road and you'd be off somewhere with the girls, especially Susan. And, honey, you weren't as responsive to me as usual either. Whether you know it or not, you were a little cold in bed."
"Oh, honey, why didn't you say something?" she said, snuggling against him. "I thought you were losing interest in me." He kissed her ear and moved his hand inside her blouse. "No way," he said. Then he discovered she was braless. "Shit, honey, you're all ready for me."
"From now on, I swear I'll always be ready for you," she said, pressing her lips to his.
He gently pushed her onto her back and hovered over her. He caressed her boobs with one hand and moved her skirt up with the other. He slid his fingers inside her panties and touched her. The feel of his hand on her pussy made her quiver with excitement.
"I won't be traveling so much anymore," he said, sticking his tongue inside her parted lips.
"I'm glad," she sighed.
"I'm taking over part of the administration." He fondled her nipples and rubbed her belly.
"Does that mean a promotion?" she squealed.
He nodded and smiled. "And a nice raise too."
"Oh, honey!" she cried, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I love you so much!"
Her entire body felt feverish. She hadn't felt this excited in ages. Leon's tongue teased her lips and teeth and his hands traveled over her body. He felt familiar and loving and sexy. She vowed in that moment she would never cheat again.
She melted against him and shivered. Her tits tingled under his touch and she rubbed them against his chest. He nibbled he earlobes and his lips felt hot and wet and wonderful.
Toby closed her eyes and felt her heart pound in her chest. Leon's hand was inside her thighs and teasing her cunt. He kissed her throat and dragged his lips down to her cleavage.
"God, honey, you feel so good," he said.
"Maybe we ought to go upstairs and get into bed," she said.
"First kiss me again," he said, and she gave him her mouth and darted her tongue inside.
They kissed and petted until she became dizzy with wanting him. He gripped her cunt with one hand and her ass with the other. It felt like the old days when they couldn't get enough of each other.
"I feel like I've got my wife back again," he murmured.
"Did you think you lost me?" she said.
He pressed his fingers inside her cuntlips, rubbing them around her nylon-covered folds. "Yeah, sometimes I did," he said.
He worked his fingers up and down her damp slit and unbuttoned her blouse. She writhed against the cushions and let her legs fall open.
"If I ever neglect you again, you tell me," she said. "I didn't know I was doing it, honey. Honest."
"I know, I know," he said. "Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's forget it. The past doesn't exist."
"You're so deep, sweetheart," she said. "What do you see in dumb little me?"
He snickered. "This," he said, opening her blouse and planting a kiss on one of her tits.
She moved her hips in a fucking motion. He still caressed her slit lightly, over the damp crotch of her panties. Finally he shoved the tiny crotch to one side and touched her naked flesh. She moaned hoarsely when he found her clit and massaged it in a circular motion.
He squeezed her love-button between his forefinger and his thumb and pulled her nipple. She kissed him feverishly and reached for the zipper on his fly.
"Let's get undressed," she said.
He dropped his lips to the top of her tits and kissed and licked her nipples. "In a minute," he said as his tongue swirled around the colored portions of her nipples.
He leaned down and bit the puckered nubs and the heat of his mouth turned her knees to jelly. At the same time he sank a finger inside her pussy, fingering her with a slow tantalizing strokes.
The pungent aroma of her pussy-juice wafted up to her nose. She managed to unzip his fly and push her hands inside his shorts.
She bucked her hips and forced his finger deep inside her pussy and curled her hand around his prick.
She shrugged her blouse off when he kissed and licked her belly. He kissed her lower down and finally buried his face inside her soft warm thighs.
She laced her fingers through his hair and moaned. "Honey, let's get into bed."
"Not yet," he said, his lips hot and wet and urgent as they approached her cunt.
Trembling all over, she hugged his head and raised her knees to her tits. He yanked her panties down and nipped at the soft inner folds of her cunt. He told her to turn over and she climbed onto her hands and knees and moaned when he ran his tongue inside her asscrack.
Suddenly he slapped her butt. She raised her head and gazed back at him. "Why did you do that?" she said.
"Doesn't it feel good?"
She thought for a minute. "Yes, it does," she giggled.
She fell forward when he slapped her again. Finally the blows became harder and more forcefully and she buried her face in the sofa cushion and whimpered.
Leon grunted as he hit her. The sting of his blows made welts on her assflesh and the tension in her pussy increased. "Do you dig the pain?" he hissed.
"Yes!" she cried. "Yes, I love it!"
"How's this?" he said, turning her onto her back and clutching her tits in his hands. He bit the tips hard and dug his nails into her boobs.
"It hurts," she whined.
"But you like it, huh?" Leon's eyes glittered and he looked almost sinister.
"Yes, but why are you doing this to me?"
"We need a little excitement in our marriage," he said. He dropped his pants and shorts suddenly and climbed on top of her. "Suck it, Toby," he said, shoving his prick into her mouth.
"Yes, darling," she said meekly, taking his prick into her mouth.
She didn't understand his sudden roughness, but she liked it. It was exciting to be hit. Even the pain was a turn-on.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth when she took it all the way into her throat.
"Don't bring me off," he said.
He turned around until they were in the sixty-nine position.
"I didn't hurt you, did I, hon?" he said, sounding like the Leon she knew and loved.
"No, honey, it was a kick," she said.
She took his prick-knob back into her mouth while he pressed the flat of his tongue over her juicy slit. He tickled her clit with his tongue tip and she licked the sensitive underside of his shaft.
"I just thought it might be good for you," he said. "You know, to get slapped around a little. All the books say it's good for a woman to be slapped.
"Oh, honey, you're always thinking about me," she said. She caressed his balls and slid the moist ring of her lips all the way down to his dick-root.
"I love you, Toby," he whispered, his warm breath fanning over her gash.
"I love you, Leon," she said, opening her jaws wide and taking his balls into her mouth.
Leon made wet slurping sounds as he ate her. She pressed her thighs against his face and rubbed his prick against her cheek. The feel of Leon's lips on her snatch was better than any stranger's. She thought about the events of the morning and the incident with her sisters. Poor Beth, she thought. Poor Susan. Married to guys like Freddie and Norton. I've got the best husband in the world and I didn't know it until now, she thought. But I'll never forget it. Never.
"Honey?" Leon said, lifting his face from her snatch.
"What, darling?" she said.
"Would you be insulted if I asked you to put on a special costume?"
"What kind of costume?"
He climbed around and she sat up. They sat together, his arm around her shoulders. "Well, I've always had a fascination with ballet dancers," he said.
"I didn't know that, honey."
"It's not the dancing," he said, with a shy grin. "It's the costume. I dig the little skirts and toe shoes. I'd love to see you dressed like that."
She threw her arms around Leon's neck and kissed him hard. "I'd love to dress up," she said. "I'll wear whatever you want me to. And Leon." She hugged him. "I've always wanted to fuck Superman. Will you dress up in a Superman costume for me?"
He nodded and grinned sheepishly.
She climbed onto his lap and sat down facing him. His cock slipped inside her cuntlips and they kissed hotly. They would find ways to keep romance alive in their marriage, and she knew there would be no more need for cheating. Life was good.
