Beverly Adams was bored to tears. She wasn't sure when she had started getting bored with the life she was leading, but she was very aware of it that evening as she sat listening to her husband's same fish stories. Her husband and Bob Johnson had just got back from a long fishing trip. Bob's wife Ginnie had gone along and Ginnie was just as excited as they were. Beverly was the only one who was bored.
"Can I get anyone anything else to drink?" Beverly asked. s
"No thanks, hon," Paul Adams said. "Say, do you two remember that big catfish we got on the second day out there? I thought I was never going to get that bastard in to shore."
Paul's voice went on but Beverly wasn't listening. She got up and went out into the kitchen to fix herself another drink. She was drinking white wine because someone once told her that it was good for the figure.
Not that Beverly had any trouble with her figure.
Beverly took a long look at herself in the full-length hall mirror before going into the kitchen. She was thirty-three years old but she knew she looked ten years younger. She still had a young girl's lush figure. Her waist was slender, her ass jutted just perfectly, and her tits were great. She laughed as she remembered some of the names the other jealous girls had called her in school. Beverly Boobs. It seemed so comical now after being chased after so many of the high school boys for her lush figure.
But she was worried. Her mother had started getting plump when she'd been Beverly's age. The plumpness was cute but it had soon led to fat and then the tits started sagging and the juices dried up. Her mother had been a beautiful young woman, and now she was a dried up old prune.
Beverly didn't want that to happen to her, and yet every day she felt herself getting older.
What she needed was a little excitement in her life, but she didn't know how to find it.
She certainly didn't think she was going to find it where she was. Her husband had moved them into the country for peace and quiet a few years back. Now there was only one house near them and it stayed empty. There was not much to do in the way of excitement. Paul got to go into the city each day. He had his work. Beverly had shopping and house chores.
"Damn," Beverly said softly. "I wish I knew what was wrong with me lately."
She had changed her mind and she was fixing herself a vodka and seven-up when someone knocked on her back door. It surprised the hell out of her. There was only one way to get to her back door and that was through the yard of the neighbor next door. And there wasn't anyone next door.
She went to the door and opened it. Beverly had met a lot of men in her life. She had found some men attractive but it had never been anything earth shattering. This was a different kind of man.
He was tall and broad shouldered and he was wearing a shirt that was opened down to the middle of his abdomen. She could see his curly black chest hairs. He wore jeans and he smelled of the woods and of sweat. He was damned attractive.
Rarely had any man made her feel such a physical attraction. She had never been unfaithful to her husband-but she knew that she would fuck this man if he asked her.
He was looking at her like he was going to ask her to fuck. His eyes took in the lushness of her form and then moved back up to her face and long, jet-black hair. He seemed to be looking right through her clothes. He smiled as if he knew what she was thinking.
"I'm Tad Wilson," he said. "I've just moved in next door and wanted to tell you so that you wouldn't be worried by all the moving around."
She didn't want him to leave. She couldn't let him leave. He acted like he was going to leave, and she put out a hand and caught his sleeve. He smiled again.
"Would you like a drink?" she asked. "I mean, it's the neighborly thing to do. I'm Beverly."
"Nice to meet you, Beverly," he said. "I'd like a drink. I'd like that just fine. Fix me what you're having."
Beverly was confused. She didn't like the feeling of having her thoughts so muddled. She was dangerously attracted to this man and she didn't know why. He wasn't her type. She had always gone for the more bookish type rather than the brawn and physical type. Yet, he definitely turned her on.
"Your husband here, Beverly?" he asked, grinning.
"He's in the other room," Beverly said. "Will he be coming out here soon?" he asked.
"No," she whispered. "He's probably going to talk about fishing all night long. He completely loses track of time when they talk about fishing."
Tad hadn't touched his drink. He was still grinning at her in a way she didn't like. Yet, it seemed to make her tingle all over. It was the first rush of excitement she had felt all night.
"Can you close that door, Beverly?" he asked. "It would be safer if the door was closed."
Beverly licked her lips. This was crazy. It was insane. She could have laughed and the spell might have been broken. She didn't laugh. Instead, she went over to the door and closed it. She could feel her heart pounding fast as she turned to face him again. He had finally picked up his drink. He was sipping it.
"Show me those beautiful tits," he said quietly.
It was as simple as that. No kissing or romancing or asking what she wanted. It was not even a request. He was commanding her to do something.
She thought of her husband in the other room and that frightened her but it didn't stop her. She just started undoing the man's shirt she wore with nervous fingers. It took her a few moments to get the shirt opened and she slipped it off her shoulders. She was wearing one of those push-up bras, and she saw his eyes widen in surprise. She reached behind her back and unhooked it. She held it on her tits for a few moments and then she let it fall to the floor.
She had been naked before but never like this. His eyes seemed to burn holes in her skin. He stood looking at her for a long time, casually sipping at his drink until he finished it. Then he motioned for her to slide the jeans down.
"This is crazy," she said.
She kept saying it out loud and shaking her head. She found the zipper on her jeans and she slid it down. She pushed her jeans down and stepped out of them. She was already trembling as she slid her panties down her long legs and stepped out of them. She had always thought she was too hairy around her cunt, but he didn't seem to mind. He licked his lips.
"Very nice," he said. "Really nice. Turn around and show me that beautiful fucking ass!"
She turned around slowly and his eyes feasted on her body. She had been naked before with her husband but it had never been like this. It was as if her husband were just a friend, while this man was exploring everything she had.
"Very nice,' he said. "Very fucking nice. You're really built. Come over here."
She thought about her husband in the next room. She thought about him for only a moment and then she walked across the kitchen floor to where he sat at the table. He pulled her down into his lap. His mouth crushed hers. She didn't even try to keep her lips closed. She opened them wide and sucked at his tongue. His tongue seemed to slide down her throat.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Oh, yes!"
She started pushing her tongue against his. Vibrations of wicked pleasure went through her body. She rubbed herself against him. His hand slipped between them and he started stroking one of her shapely tits. Another shiver of pleasure went through her.
"I like that," Beverly moaned. "Oh, if you only knew how long it's been since I felt this wicked."
She put her hand behind his head and he gave her what she needed. He bent down and licked at one of her swollen nipples. She gasped with pleasure. Her fingers stroked his hair as he opened his mouth a little wider and started sucking her pink nipple down his throat. He let his teeth clamp around her tit-flesh and he sucked gently. Beverly couldn't help the emotions that went through her body. She was still scared of her husband finding them, but that didn't stop her from pushing her tit against his lips. He made soft sucking sounds.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "That's so nice. So nice!"
She could feel his prick pushing up between her asscheeks and she didn't mind it. She turned so that her tits rubbed even harder against him. She didn't protest when his hand moved up between her thighs and his fingers touched her cunt.
"Oh, fucking yes," she gasped.
Two of his fingers fucked easily into her cunt. It had been so long since she had felt a man's rough fingers in her cunt. He moved them around slowly and the edges of his fingers brushed against her clit. She thought she was going to scream from pleasure.
"Oh, yes," she groaned. "Fuck me with your fingers. Oh damn, I'm so hot. I'm so fucking hot!"
He stabbed another finger into her pussy and started rotating them around. He was brushing her clit each time he moved his fingers. Beverly's cunt juices were starting to flow. She felt so deliciously wicked.
"I can feel your cock pushing against me," she said. "I can feel how hard you are."
Beverly had never talked or acted obscene in her life but somehow this man seemed to bring out the whore in her. She wanted him to do anything he wanted to do. She couldn't control the obscene feelings going through her body. She pressed herself even closer against him and she started thrusting her tongue into his mouth. She rubbed her silken tongue against his. His fingers fucked even deeper into her wet pussy.
"That's so nice," she groaned. "Oh, that is so fucking nice. You don't know what you're doing to me."
He knew exactly what he was doing to her and he was enjoying doing it. His fingers fucked in and out of her cunt rapidly. His fingers were getting wet with her pussy juice but he didn't seem to mind. She could hear his fingers making noises as he fucked them into her.
"You're a little cunt, baby," he said. "I never expected to meet such a sweet little cunt when I came over here."
"Oh yes, that's what I am," she moaned.
He pushed her out of his lap. He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. He was so calm that he folded his shirt up and put it on a chair. He slid his trousers down his legs. He sat back down on his chair.
"I'll let you take my shorts off, baby," he whispered.
Again she thought of what her husband might think if he walked in. Then she had to forget about her husband as she bent over. She was throbbing all over as she started working his shorts down his thick, hairy legs. In a moment she had them off and she turned her attention to his fat cock. She could see the long blue lines going down the length of his cock and it made her shiver nervously.
She couldn't take her eyes off his prick. It was enormous. She reached up and let her fingers touch the head of his cock. She ran her fingers around the swollen cocktip for a moment. She could feel a little of his pre-cum wetting her hand.
"Taste it, baby," he told her. "See what my big cock tastes like. Take it in your mouth and taste it!"
She had never done that before. She had always refused with her husband. She wasn't sure she wanted to do anything like that with this man. Yet, her body seemed to hunger for it. She moved her hair back with one hand and bent over his cock.
"That's right, baby," he told her. "I know you want to. Taste my fucking cock!"
She let her lips touch the head of his cock and he groaned. She tasted a little of his dripping pre-cum. She let her lips move all over the head of his cock. She had thought she would feel sick but instead her body responded by growing hotter. She found herself opening her mouth and sucking his prickhead gingerly inside her mouth.
"Oh yeah, you sweet cunt," he groaned. "You know what to do to a man's cock. You sweet fucking cunt. I bet you suck your husband's big prick all the time."
His prick was getting harder and she realized that he was getting excitedly the thought of having another man's wife suck his cock. He reached down and put his hands behind her head.
"Come on, baby," he said. "Take a big bke out of that sucker. Take a big mouthful."
She tried to do as he wanted. She opened her mouth wide and she started moving her head forward. She let his prick slide into her mouth just as deep as she could. His fat cockmeat was throbbing against the roof of her mouth.
"That feels good, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, you know what to do with a man's cock!"
She slipped her fingers up along the insides of his thighs and she began caressing his balls. They were so heavy, and she realized that they were filled with hot cum.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Move your head up and down. Use your teeth a little. You're good at it!"
She was doing her best to give him just what he wanted. Her lips closed tightly around his cock and she started moving her head up and down. She could taste pre-cum in her mouth and it didn't make her sick. It made her feverish.
He gripped her head and pulled her back. For some reason, she wanted to suck his cock. She was hungry for his prick. Her mouth closed a little as she lowered her head and tried to kiss his cock again.
"Get up on the table face down," he told her. "I've got something for your pussy."
"Oh, yes," she whispered.
She got up quickly and she bent over the table. Her naked tits pressed flat against the kitchen table as he moved behind her. He positioned himself so that his hard prick was up against her cuntlips. He began moving forward until his fat cockhead had popped into her cunt. She started squirming in desire. He pushed forward again and the rest of his cock fucked into her cuntT
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "That's what I want. Now fuck me with your stiff cock. Fuck me good!"
He reached around and grabbed her big tits. He held onto them tightly as he started fucking his prick in and out of her pussy. He knew how to use his cock. His cockhead was going deep and the edge of his prick was rubbing against her clit.
"That's so good," she moaned. "So fucking good!" He kept his hands on her swollen tits and he was pinching her nipples. He started fucking his stiff prick into her cunt a little faster and harder. He was splitting her cuntlips apart with every brutal cock-thrust.
"Now this is what I call good pussy," he moaned. "This is some fucking good pussy!"
He pounded her pussy harder and harder. He was tearing her apart with his cock. He was fucking her angrily, and she was raising her ass for his every fuck-thrust. She wanted it as much as he did. She knew she could not hold herself back for long.
"I'm coming," she moaned. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm fucking coming. Oh shit, it feels good. So fucking good. Shiiiiiit!"
It was what Beverly had needed for so long. She couldn't control the wild sensations of her body. She was moving all over the table. She thought her body was going to be torn apart with pleasure.
Tad had not slowed down even a little. He continued to pound his cock savagely into her wide-open pussy. His big cockhead seemed to stretch her pussy even more as he thrust. His balls kept slapping her hard. She needed it. She had not been fucked this way in a long time.
"Give it to me, baby," she groaned. "This is what I love. Shoot your hot jism into me. Give it to me!"
His body began tensing and his hands threatened to close hard enough to rip her tits off. She knew he was almost there and she wanted it to be good for him. She started pushing her ass back as fast as she could. His hard cockhead was fucking deep into her cunt. All of her cunt juices were pouring down the backs of her thighs.
"Fuck me good," she groaned. "Fuck me good. Shoot your cum in me. Shoot it in me!"
"I'm shooting it in you, baby," he gasped. "Can't you feel it? Don't you feel my cum? I'm coming inside your hot cunt. I'm fucking coming! You fucking cuuuunt!"
She did feel it. Her body was shocked by the enormous amount of jism he started shooting into her cunt. His jism filled her pussy and started easing out of her cunt and wetting her thighs. She didn't think he would ever stop coming.
Finally his cock grew limp and she gasped as it slipped out of her cunt. He stood over her, breathing hard for a few moments. Then he reached down and picked up her panties. He used her panties to wipe his prick off-and somehow that made her feel ashamed and excited at the same time.
"Well, baby," he said, "that wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I came over here, but it was a hell of a lot better."
Beverly had to agree that it was.
CHAPTER TWO
No woman could have been as good to her husband as Beverly was for a week after Tad had fucked her in the kitchen.
She turned into the perfect little housewife. Her house was spotless and she cooked all of Paul's favorite meals. At night she dressed up in her sexiest nightgowns and wore her most expensive perfumes. Paul appreciated what she was doing and the sex was nice and comfortable, but it lacked the excitement of that night with Tad in the kitchen.
Beverly hadn't seen her new neighbor since that night. She didn't know how she was going to react when she did see him. She knew one thing for sure. She wasn't some kind of woman who would put out easily. Her neighbor had caught her at a moment of weakness. She was determined that it would never happen again.
She was shocked when she came back from shopping and found Tad and her husband talking in the living room.
"Honey," Paul said, "this is our new neighbor, Tad. He just came over to get acquainted."
"How do you do," Beverly said. "Excuse me. I've got to take my bags up."
Beverly hurried up to her room. It had happened to her again. One look at Tad Wilson and her knees had gone weak and her breathing had gotten faster. She had to sit down on the edge of the bed to calm herself down. She couldn't understand it. No man had ever had this kind of effect on her before.
She knew she was going to have to go back downstairs. She couldn't let her husband suspect anything. She got up and took a quick glance at herself in the bedroom mirror. She had dressed in a blue conservative suit skirt and blouse. She had on the same color jacket. At least she wasn't dressed in something alluring.
As she went back downstairs, she could hear their voices talking and her heart started pounding a little faster again. She had to force herself to breathe deeply, but she knew her face was flushed.
"Well, here she is, back again," Paul said. "I hope you didn't buy up everything today."
"No," she said.
"I've been meaning to come over for a few days," Tad said. "I wanted to meet you both. But you know how hectic things are when you're just moving in."
"Think nothing of it," Paul said. "What we should do is have a little get-together of all our friends to introduce you around. I've already told you about Bob. He'll be a great help in putting up that patio you were talking about. Look, I've got his number in my study. I'll just get it for you."
Beverly didn't want to be left alone with Tad, but she couldn't explain that to her husband. She remained quiet as Paul left the room. Tad was looking at her with an amused grin.
"It's good to see you again," Tad said. "I thought you might come around to see me sooner."
"Is there a Mrs. Wilson?" she asked. "No wife," Tad said. "A man can get so lonely living alone."
"I bet you never get lonely," she said.
"Never. Not a man like you. I bet you have all the lady friends you want."
"Not all the time," he said. "Some of them play hard to get."
She hadn't moved from the spot where she had been standing, but Tad moved. He crossed the room in a couple of long strides and his arms went around her. He crushed her against him and he kissed her mouth as savagely as he could. She pushed against him for a second and then she couldn't fight. She completely relaxed and pressed her body against his hungrily, lewdly.
His hands slipped down her back and cupped her shapely asscheeks. He squeezed her ass tightly and she thought she was going to pass out from sheer pleasure. He abruptly pushed her away.
"I want to fuck you," he said. "Now!"
"But my husband."
"Get rid of him."
She told herself that she would never allow a man to treat her this way. She wasn't going to obey his commands. Yet, one look into his eyes made her tremble all over and she knew that she wanted his cock again. She was filled with a savage excitement.
"All right," she said.
Her husband came back, and she invented an excuse about leaving some of her packages at a store across town. She even told her husband that she was going back to get them, but he quickly said he would go. A few moments later she was alone with Tad.
"That was very fast thinking," Tad said.
"I feel like a liar," she said.
"You are a liar," he said. "A lying slut. Now get up and take off your clothes!"
How could she be allowing herself to be treated this way? She didn't understand but she was pulling her jacket off. She dropped it on the floor. She unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her shoulders. She dropped it on the floor. She could see his eyes getting wider as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her body was hot and shivery as she dropped her bra. His eyes were so hot that she wanted to cover her luscious tits. She couldn't.
She hurriedly unzipped her skirt and pulled it down her legs. She kicked out of her panties. He made a motion for her to turn around and she turned slowly, keeping one leg cocked like a model. He was really grinning when she faced him again.
"I've struck a gold mine," he said. "You are one lush-looking piece."
She was trembling as she walked over to him. He pulled her down into his lap and he kissed her mouth. She opened her mouth and sucked in his tongue. She didn't want to behave so lewdly, but he really did turn her on. She was trembling all over as she kissed him.
"Oh yeah, baby," she whispered. "I am a lying slut. I am a slut!"
His hands slid up her body and he grabbed her tits. He began squeezing and rubbing his hands across her nipples. She thought she was passing out again. She pressed her hot tits closer to his hands. She squeezed her thighs together as some of her pussy juices started pouring down the insides of her thighs.
He slid a hand up between her legs and his fingers touched her cunt. She opened her legs willingly. He gently started stroking her cuntlips. She gasped as he finally fucked a finger up into her pussy and started moving it around.
"Oh, I'm so hot," she whispered. "I'm so hot all over. You're making me so hot!"
Another of his fingers slipped into her and he started fucking his fingers in and out of her cunt very quickly. She could not control herself. She started pushing her cunt against his fingers and feeling her juices smearing her thighs.
He was making her hotter than hell. He pulled his fingers out of her cunt and started pushing gently. She did as he wanted. She slipped down to the floor in front of him. He put his hands on the back of her head and pulled her face in between his thighs. She kissed the hard cock-bulge in his trousers.
"You know what I want, baby," he said.
She knew exactly what he wanted. This time there was no hesitation in her as she reached for the zipper on his trousers. She pulled it down. She put both hands on his belt buckle and undid it. He gave her little help as she worked his trousers down his legs. He wanted her to work for it.
She pulled his shorts down. His huge cock looked even bigger than it had last time. His prickhead was swollen and there was a little drop of pre-cum on the cocktip.
"Go ahead, baby," he groaned. "Take my prick in your fucking mouth, you big-titted slut. Taste it!"
His treating her like a whore and calling her names really made her hotter. She wanted to kiss his cock. She put her hand on the base of his cock and squeezed it until more of his pre-cum was dribbling over the massive cockhead. She held his cock up and tasted his pre-cum. She was smearing the thick pre-cum against her face. She opened her mouth and started pushing her tongue against the tiny hole. She tasted more of his thick jism. She held it on the tip of her tongue for a moment and then she swallowed it. She really was turning into a slut. She tasted and swallowed a man's pre-cum and she found herself wanting his cum-load.
She started rubbing his cockhead back and forth against her lips, smearing more of his cock slime against her lips. She could even feel his hot jism leaking down her chin. She felt his hands on the back of her head.
"Kiss my cock all over, baby," he groaned. "You know you love it. Kiss my fucking prick!"
She kept kissing all over the head of his fat cock. She opened her mouth slightly and she captured the head of his cock in her lips. She sucked off more of his slimy jism. She opened her mouth a little wider and she started moving her head down. Her lips closed tightly around his prick-flesh.
"That's the fucking way," he groaned. "Suck my fucking cock!"
Her lips clung to his cock tightly. She kept moving her head down until she had more than half his cock inside her mouth. Her cheeks were bulging with the thickness of his cock. More of his salty-flavored cum was going down the back of her throat. She kept swallowing as fast as she could. She knew that some of his cum was dripping out of the corner of her mouth and wetting her chin. She didn't care.
"Take it all, cunt," Tad said. "Suck it all down your throat. I want you to taste it all. Show me what a good fucking cunt you are. Take every fucking inch of it!"
She could do nothing but what he wanted. His hands kept her in a solid grip. Her lips kept moving down the fat length of his prick. Her cheeks bulged as she took it all. She sucked his prick all the way down to his balls.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "You've got the whole fucking thing. Shit, you're great, baby!"
She couldn't believe she had gotten all of his massive cock inside her mouth. She could feel his cock throbbing against the roof of her mouth and she could taste more of his cum. She stayed where she was for a long time. She knew it was crazy, but she enjoyed the hot throbbing of his cock-flesh. She wasn't choking. She was only wishing that she could keep her lips on his prick forever.
"Bob your head, baby," he groaned. "Move your head up and down. Keep tasting my cum!"
She started slowly bobbing her head. She skimmed his hot cockshaft with her teeth as she moved her head up and down. She tasted more of his hot cum. It only made her hotter. It only made her want to use her tongue a little more around his cock-flesh.
"Oh, fucking yes," he groaned. "You know what you're fucking doing, baby. You know how to fucking suck my cock. Oh, shit yes, baby. You know how to fucking suck!"
She had to move her fingers all the way down to his heavy balls. Her fingers caressed his balls as she bobbed her head. More of his cum swirled around inside her mouth. She started bobbing her head faster. She was crazy for his cock and she tried to keep her head down as he started pulling his cock away.
"Let me suck it," she whispered.
"There's going to be plenty of time for sucking cock," he said. "Right now I'm going to fuck you. Right now I want some of your hot fucking ass!"
Her body ached. She wanted to suck his cock but she also wanted to feel his hard prickmeat inside her cunt. She helped him to undress. She ran her fingers through his thick chest hairs as he moved her down on the floor. She spread her legs wide and he put his hand between her thighs. Three of his fingers fucked easily into her wet cunt. She tingled all over as his fingers moved around in her cunt.
"I want your cock," she whispered. "That feels good, but right now I need your cock so bad."
She slipped her hand down his muscular body and wrapped her fingers around his throbbing cock. She moved her hand up and down the length of his prick. Her fingers slipped down to his big balls. She caressed his heavy balls with her fingertips, and she could feel him tensing his body.
"I want your cock," she groaned. "I want your fucking cock. I want to feel your hot cock in my pussy!"
"You are a slut, baby," he said.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "I am a slut. I'm a hot slut and I need your fucking cock!"
Her fingers gripped his cock tightly and she started pulling him on top of her. His heavy body crushed her tits. He kissed her brutally and she started sucking on his tongue again. His huge hands slipped underneath her and he gripped her asscheeks tightly.
She felt his swollen cock-knob pushing gently against her cunt. He wasn't going to give her what she needed right away. He was moving around in a slow circle and it was driving her crazy.
"Don't make me wait anymore," she moaned. "Don't make me wait. I want your cock inside me now."
He moved slowly, but he was getting his cock inside her pussy, and that was what she wanted. He gave another push and his cock went all the way into her. His balls rested against her asscheeks. She moved underneath him in a way that rubbed her entire body against him.
"You make me feel so damn fucking good," she moaned.
His hands gripped her asscheeks a little tighter and he started to move. He pulled his cock halfway out of her cunt and then fucked back in slowly. She needed it bad. She lifted her legs higher. His cock fucked into her even deeper with the next stroke. It felt like his cock was sliding into her belly. She raised her legs a little higher and locked them around his back. Now his cock was fucking into her as deep as it could go.
"You fucking cunt," he groaned. "You sweet fucking cunt. You're making my cock feel so good. Oh shit, if only your husband was looking at you now!"
It seemed like Tad knew exactly what to say. A vision of her husband watching seemed to send shivers of pleasure through her body. It made her even more excited. She started moving her ass a little faster. Her cunt juices were already dripping out of her cunt and wetting her creamy thighs.
"You are a slut, baby," he groaned. "You would like to have your husband watch you get fucked by another man. You'd like him to see you acting like a whore with another man! Oh, you bitch!"
He began fucking her harder, but not that much harder. His prick fucked in and out faster and his balls slapped her hard. She kept hearing the noises his prick made. She wrapped her arms around him and she started humping up to meet his bloated cock even faster. His cockknob was getting deep inside her belly. She closed her eyes. His pounding rhythm was building up the pressure in her pussy. Her juices were boiling to near climax. She began wiggling underneath him again, her shapely tits rubbing against his chest. Her cunt was sucking at his prick.
"I'm going to come," she gasped. "I'm going to fucking come. You're going to make me come. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Oh fuuuuuck!"
She thought she was going to go crazy from the wild vibrations that went through her body. Her body seemed to explode again and again and finally the last quick shivers went through her. Her juices poured out of her cunt. She was bucking up to meet his cock like a wild animal.
"Keep fucking me hard," Beverly said. "Keep fucking me hard. I want to feel your big cock inside me!"
Beverly was still lifting up and taking his cock as deep as she could. She wanted him to enjoy this fuck as much as she had. She kept squeezing her cunt muscles against his prick. Her body went rocking with delicious pleasure.
"Come in me," she moaned. "Shoot your jism in me. Shoot your fucking cum in me!"
"I'm going to flood your cunt, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to fill you up with fucking cum. I'm going to fill your fucking cunt."
Tad rammed his cock as deep into her pussy as he could. His prick exploded in thick spurts of cum. His cum was like a soothing balm in her wet pussy. She moved her ass faster. She wanted to drain his cock completely dry.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "Oh, fucking yeah."
They were very lucky. They had just barely gotten dressed when Beverly's husband returned, completely pissed off because he couldn't find the lost packages. It took her a while to calm him down.
CHAPTER THREE
Beverly knew she was lost after that second time with Tad in her own living room. She knew she could not resist him if she was alone with him in the same room. She was determined that she would never again allow herself to be alone with him. The problem was that the second time had started a fire inside her. She could not understand why, but he had caused a hunger that could not be stopped.
She couldn't stop thinking about Tad. He was on her mind every minute. Another three days went by but her housework was not as good as it had been the week before. She didn't treat her husband quite as well either. He didn't notice that much of a change, but Paul had never been that observant. Besides, he was more interested in another fishing trip that he was planning.
On Thursday morning she realized that she could no longer stay away from Tad. Her cunt was aching. She realized that she had no idea where Tad worked or what hours, but she knew she was going to see him as soon as she got Paul off to work.
Of course, this was one morning when it seemed like it took hours to get Paul off for work. He wanted to dawdle over his coffee. He wanted to take his time dressing, and there was even a short while when she thought he might call in sick. Finally, she kissed him good-bye at the door, and then she hurried upstairs to dress.
She didn't even get to take her robe off before the doorbell rang. She cursed. She didn't feel like company. She realized she was behaving like some sort of bitch in heat. The damn doorbell rang again and she knew she was going to have to answer it.
She went downstairs and opened the door. She was surprised to find Tad standing there. He stepped into her kitchen and kicked the door shut behind him. He was grinning.
"Your husband at home?" he asked. "No," she answered. "Paul just left."
"Good."
Tad was not playing around. He somehow knew he had her in his control and that she wouldn't do anything to protest. He pulled his trousers down. She couldn't believe this was happening. He really was treating her like some kind of whore.
"Get down on your knees, baby," he said. "I just got hotter than hell talking to Bob's wife."
"Ginnie?" she asked.
"Yeah. She's a fucking hot-to-trot blonde. I'm going to tap her little honeybox sooner or later, but right now I need relief."
She had never been treated worse in her life. He was treating her like some kind of low life. He had gotten turned on looking and talking to another woman and now he expected Beverly to satisfy him.
The problem was that Beverly couldn't refuse.
She went down on her knees in front of him. His cock looked long and thick and it was already pulsating with excitement. She could see the tiny little drops of cum on the end and it made her hungry.
"Come on, baby," Tad said. "I don't have all day-and I'm hot as hell."
She had been needing this man all week long and now he was treating her like scum. Yet, she still couldn't refuse. She moved her head forward and she touched the end of his cock with her tongue. She began moving her tongue all over his feverish prick.
No way was she going to stop. Her tongue moved down from the head of his cock to his balls. Her tongue was wetting his big cock with her spit. She no longer felt any hesitation about kissing and sucking his cock. Her lips moved all around his balls. She opened her mouth and took one of his heavy balls inside her lips. She sucked on it gently. She rolled it beneath her wet tongue.
"Oh, fucking yes, baby," he groaned. "You feel so fucking good. Oh, that's so fucking good!"
She knew his balls were heavy with the cum he was soon going to be shooting into her mouth. She moved her lips to his other ball and started nibbling on it. She realized she didn't care if he came in her mouth. She didn't care what this man wanted to do to her. She slithered her tongue back up to the head of his cock. Her tongue moved all around his cockhead. She opened her mouth and captured the head of his cock inside her mouth. She rolled his cock from one cheek to the other. Her body was burning slightly. She could feel her pussy throbbing.
She kept moving his swollen cockhead from one cheek to the other. She used her tongue against the tip of his cock. She kept pushing her tongue against the tiny piss hole. She tasted a little more of his hot jism.
He put both hands on the back of her head and started pulling her head forward. She had his big cock halfway inside her mouth. She closed her lips a little more tightly around his prick. She slid her lips down a little farther on his swollen cock.
"That's the way, baby," he groaned. "That's the fucking way. Take it fucking all!"
She closed her mouth a little tighter around his big prick. Her lips moved down the length of his cock lance. She was taking his swollen prick deep inside her lips. She could feel it throbbing. She closed her eyes and she kept sucking his cock.
"That's the fucking way," he groaned. "Take it all. Take every fucking inch!"
She couldn't stop. Her lips kept sliding down until she had taken more and more of his cock inside her lips. Finally, she had it all. She could feel his cock-knob pushing at the deepest part of her throat. She could taste some of his cum dripping down to the back of her throat. She didn't move her head. She kept her lips closed tightly around his prick and she didn't move away. She couldn't move away. She wanted his prick deep inside her throat.
"Come on, baby," he groaned, after a few moments. "Show me how much you like to suck cock. Start moving your fucking head. Suck my fucking prick!"
She began moving her head. She started sliding her lips back. Her lips were still clinging tightly to his prick as she pulled her head back all the way until her teeth were pulling at his cock crown. She started using her tongue again. Then slowly she started moving her head forward until she had captured all of his cock inside her lips again.
"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned. "You're fucking great. You are so fucking good!"
His hands were still tangled in her hair. He started moving her head in the direction he wanted her to go. He moved her slowly, but she could tell how excited he was. His prick was throbbing wildly, and his entire body was tensed up.
Her lips got a little tighter as she was forced to move her head up and down a little more. His thick jism was sliming her mouth and she was still having to swallow.
She pulled her head back up a little. Her fingers tightened around his cock and she gave him a few short jerks with her hand. She put her mouth back on the end of his cock and tasted some of his cum that had been coaxed from the end of his prick. She swallowed his cock all the way down to his balls. She held his cock tightly in her mouth. She pushed her tongue out and let it caress his balls. She pulled her mouth back slowly. She started pushing her tongue at the tiny hole of his cock, and again she tasted more of his jism.
"Oh, shit, yeah," he groaned. "Your mouth feels so damned fucking good. Use your tongue like that, baby. Oh yeah, I'm going to make a really fantastic cock-sucker out of you!"
He was moving her hair out of the way so that he could see what she was doing. She knew what she looked like. It had to be obscene. Her lips were stretched around his prick. There was spit and cum dripping from her chin. She started to use her throat on him as she sucked his prickmeat even deeper. She would never have dreamed that she could get his prick so deep inside her mouth.
"Shit, baby," he groaned. "You must have had lots of practice doing this. Nobody gives a blow-job like you do. You're so fucking good. Shit, you're good!"
He held her head tightly and he started pushing her head a little faster. She found herself moving her head up and down very quickly. A little more of his hot cum spurted into her mouth. She tasted jism on her tongue and then she was swallowing it down her throat.
"I'm going to fuck your face now," he groaned. "I'm going to fuck your pretty face."
She was squirming all over the floor. She needed a cock in her cunt, but she was only getting one in her mouth. And the cock in her mouth was making her even hotter. She wasn't doing anything any longer. She didn't have to. He had a good grip on her head and he was fucking his cock deep into her mouth with every thrust.
"You're fucking good, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking drop a load in your bitch mouth. I'm going to make you drink my cum!"
She was really scared. She had never had a man come in her mouth before. Her heart was pounding fast. She didn't try to pull away, though. She kept her lips locked tightly around his cock and she knew she was going to do what he wanted.
"I'm almost there, baby," he groaned. "I'm almost fucking there!"
He slowed down the hard thrusting into her mouth and she realized that he was trying to prolong his pleasure. It didn't do much for her. It only made her quiver with fear and excitement, especially as she tasted a little more of his jism in her mouth.
He couldn't hold back for long. He started mouth-fucking her again. This time he was driving his prick into her lips savagely. He was trying to fuck all the way down her throat. She took every inch of cockmeat and she didn't turn away. She couldn't turn away now.
"I'm going to fucking come!" he gasped. "I'm fucking coming. Oh shit, it's nice. It's so fucking nice. I'm fucking coming. Fuuuuck!"
He rammed deep into her mouth and his prick exploded with gobs of thick jism. She had never had so much cum in her mouth before. She had to swallow quickly and she still couldn't get it all. His cum started dribbling out of her mouth and wetting her chin. She kept sucking and swallowing until she felt like her mouth was coated with his slimy cum. He pulled his cock out of her lips and let some of his jism drip on her face. She didn't pull away as he kept rubbing his cockhead against her face and lips until he had given her the rest of his jism.
"Nice, baby," he groaned. "Very nice!"
He placed his limp cock against her lips again and she knew she was expected to lick his cock clean. It took her a few moments, but finally he was satisfied. He stepped away from her and started to dress. She realized he was going to leave without giving her any satisfaction.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm leaving, baby," he said. "I've got some things to take care of."
"But you can't leave me," she said.
"I can't?" he said. "What's the matter?"
She had the feeling he was secretly laughing at her. He knew what her problem was. He knew she was horny as hell and that she would go crazy if he left her now. He didn't seem to care. He zipped up his trousers.
"Hey, baby," he said. "You did just fine taking care of me. Now I've got some things to do. Sorry I haven't got more time."
"You bastard," she said softly.
His expression changed, and she knew she had gone too far. He reached down and grabbed her by her hair and picked her up off the floor. It hurt her. He reached down and pulled open the buttons on her robe. He slipped his hands into her bra. He started playing with her hot tits. He pinched her nipples and she groaned. He pushed her back toward the kitchen table. L
"Take off your fucking clothes, bitch," he said. "So you think I'm a bastard? I'll teach you a little lesson."
"I didn't mean it, Tad," she whispered.
"Take off your fucking clothes," he said. "Take them off or I'll rip them off. I'll show you what a real bastard is."
She was frightened of him at that moment. She had never expected to feel such fear where he was concerned, but she was scared now. She dropped her robe on the floor. Quickly, she pulled down her panties. She unhooked her bra and took it off.
"Get up on the table and spread your legs," he said.
Beverly was trembling. She hadn't meant to make him so angry but now she knew she would have to pay the price. There was nothing she could do to escape.
"All right," she whispered. "Don't hurt me. I'll do anything you want."
"I'm not going to hurt you, baby," he said. "I'm going to make you feel good. Isn't that what you wanted? Now spread those cuntlips with your fucking fingers, bitch!"
She got up on the table and spread her cuntlips apart with her fingers. She knew he was looking right into the hot pink flesh of her cunt.
"Play with your cunt," he said. "Put your fingers inside your pussy and pjay with yourself!"
She didn't want to do anything like that. She was sick with herself. Her body was aching but she didn't want to put her fingers inside her cunt. Somehow, that seemed to be more obscene than anything else she had done.
"Play with yourself, cunt," he said. "Put your fingers inside your cunt and play with yourself. Do it now!"
His voice was ugly and she knew she had no choice. She slipped her fingers up her thighs and she touched her cuntlips. She worked her finger up and down the entrance to her pussy. She throbbed all over. She drew her finger away, hesitating.
"Do it, cunt," he said. "I'm a bastard. You know how I'll treat you if you don't do what I want!"
He walked over until he was standing beside the kitchen table. He reached out and started playing with her tits. She thought she was going to scream with the sudden jolts of pleasure. He started pinching her nipples again-and it was hard enough to hurt.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned. "Please don't make me do this. Please don't make me behave like a whore."
"You are a whore, baby," he said. "You're a fucking cunt. That's all you are and you'd better get used to the fucking idea!"
She wanted to scream at him. She wanted to hurt him like he was hurting her. She couldn't. She couldn't do anything but do exactly as he wanted. He pinched her nipples a little harder and another jolt of pleasure went through her.
"Play with your cunt, bitch," he said.
She fucked two fingers inside her cunt and gasped. It made her hot all over. She hadn't played with herself like this since she'd been a little girl. She fucked another finger inside her cunt. Her pussy was so hot. She couldn't help it.
"That's it, baby," he told her. "Now move your fingers in and out, and play with your cunt. Do it!"
He took one of her hands and lifted her hand up to her tits. He was forcing her to caress her own tit. He didn't have to force her long. Her fingers started playing with her nipples. She was gently stroking her nipples. She was trembling all over. She fucked another finger into her cunt and she knew it was going to happen. She couldn't hold back.
She started fucking her fingers into her pussy as fast as she could. The edges of her fingers were rubbing against her clit. Her juices started leaking down the insides of her thighs.
"I'm coming," she groaned. "I'm fucking coming. Oh shit, it feels so damned good. It's so good. Oh, fuuuuucking shit!"
She made herself come by using her fingers. Her body twisting with pleasure. He kept pinching her nipples until the last orgasmic spasms went through her body.
"There you go, baby," he said. "Now you see what a bastard can really be like."
Tad left her sitting there on the kitchen table, and she was feeling ashamed and humiliated.
CHAPTER FOUR
Beverly knew her husband would want to know where she had spent the afternoon when she returned home that evening. She wasn't sure what she would tell him. She couldn't tell him that she had spent the morning driving around after Tad had left. She had been so angry and so frustrated and she didn't have any particular place in mind.
She had not wanted to talk to anyone, least of all her best friend, Ginnie. She didn't want to see anybody except Tad and she wanted to fuck him in the worst way. Her hands would start to tremble as she thought about him. She couldn't understand what kind of hold he had on her.
"Damn," Beverly said. "Damn, damn, damn."
Beverly pulled her car off to the side of the road and started to cry. She really wasn't sure of where she was at. She knew she was on the other side of town from her house and it was still a long drive getting back. It would be past dark when she returned, but she knew she had to get rid of her frustration before she could face Paul. He would know something was wrong.
She hadn't known that there was anyone near her car until someone reached down and touched her hair. She almost jumped out of her skin. She had her face buried in her hands and now she sat up with a quick jerk of her body. She rubbed at her eyes and brushed her thick hair back from her face.
"Are you all right, lady?" a young man asked.
She judged his age to be about twenty, and she assumed he was a hitchhiker. He was tall and he had thick blond hair. He had a nice smile and something told her that he really was genuinely concerned.
"I'm all right, thank you," she said.
"Are you sure I can't help?" he asked. "You look like you've really been on a downer."
"A downer?" she asked.
"It's just an expression. It means you had a bad trip. You look like you've had a hard time about something."
"I guess I have," she said.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked again.
"Nothing," she said.
"All right," he said. "I guess I'll be on my way then."
She noticed he was holding some kind of satchel. She suddenly didn't want him to leave. He was the first person she had met who might try to understand her problem.
"Wait a moment," she said.
"Yes?" he said.
"You've been kind. Maybe I could offer you a ride or something?"
"That would be nice. Not many cars come along here."
He got into the car with her. She didn't start the motor. It was getting dark. Her husband would really begin to worry about her soon. She wondered if Tad ever worried about anything. It brought tears to her eyes again.
"Hey, now," he said "It's not that bad!"
The young man was putting his arms around her to comfort her-and she was allowing it. He stroked her back and kissed her cheek. It was crazy but she felt a sudden hardening of her nipples and she pressed herself closer against him.
"I bet you've got husband trouble," he said.
"Why do you say that?" she asked.
"It's almost obvious," he said. "A goodlooking woman like you out here alone crying on the road. It must be the husband or you'd be crying in his arms instead of mine."
"It's not just that," she said. "It's a lot of things. It's a problem with me."
She didn't know how it happened. She hadn't intended to let things get out of hand with the young man. She had only wanted someone to talk with. But she was turning her face up to him and he was kissing her hard. She pressed her body even more tightly against his.
"I think I know what kind of problem you've-got, baby," he said.
He was kissing her again before she could deny anything. His lips were hot and hard and seemed to demand her to kiss him back. She couldn't refuse. Her mouth opened and she found herself sucking on his tongue. She went crazy when his tongue slid into her mouth and down to the back of her throat. She started squirming all over the seat. Her pussy juice started flowing. She started sucking hard at his tongue.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "You are a hot one!"
She realized that she knew nothing about this young man, not even his name. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that he could give her something she desperately needed.
She reached down and grabbed his hand and pulled his fingers up to touch her tit. His fingers were so hot. She immediately felt her nipple starting to get hard. She pressed her body a little tighter against his.
"You make me feel so good," she whispered.
She had worn a simple skirt and blouse for the day's excursion. His fingers were already at the buttons of her blouse. She didn't fight as he slowly undid her blouse down the front and pulled it apart. His fingers were even hotter as he touched the skin above her bra. His fingers slid down and into her bra. He touched her nipple and she gasped in pleasure.
"Oh, take it off," she moaned. "I want you to take it off. It feels so good!"
He moved his hand around to her back and unhooked her bra. He moved his hands around her front and slipped his hand up into her bra. He cupped both her tits. His hands were so hot. He squeezed her tit-flesh hard and she could feel the quick shivers going through her body. He moved his fingers over her nipples. She put both her hands behind his head and pulled his lips down to her swollen tits. His lips touched her so nipples and she gasped softly. He opened his mouth and started sucking gently at one of her nipples. He opened his mouth a little wider and started letting his teeth scrape her tit-flesh.
"Oh, yes," she whispered. "Oh, that makes me feel good!"
She thought about what would happen if someone came along, and then she thought that it didn't really matter. She wouldn't have stopped if the entire police department had come along.
He pushed her back a little farther in the car and his mouth opened wider. He started chewing gently on her swollen tit. He sucked and let his tongue rub across her tit-flesh. He sucked harder. He opened his mouth wider and he seemed to be trying to get all of her tit inside his mouth.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Keep doing that. That feels so fucking good. Keep sucking me like that!"
He started moving his hungry lips from one of her tits to the other. The young man seemed to know a lot about sucking tits. He kept trying to get all of her tit inside his mouth, and he kept gently scraping with his teeth.
She slipped her hand down and between them and she found his throbbing cock-bulge. She could feel his cock throbbing through his jeans. She put her fingers around the cock-bulge and she squeezed gently. He changed his position so that she could stroke his prick better.
"That feels big," she said.
"It is big, baby," he told her. "It's really big. You keep playing with it like that and it's going to get bigger."
He moved away from her and she did as she knew he wanted. She hurriedly stripped out of her skirt and panties. He was licking his lips as he looked at her cunt.
He lowered his head and kissed her belly. His hot breath blew against her belly. More of his hot breath was blowing against her cunt. She changed her position. She opened her legs a little wider. His mouth went down between her legs. He kissed her cunt.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Do that to me. You don't know how good that feels. Do that to me!"
He kept kissing her cunt. His tongue slipped into her pink pussy lips. She thought she was going to pass out. He started moving his tongue around the insides of her cuntlips. She gasped and lifted her ass up high. His tongue seemed to fuck deeper.
"Oh, yes," Beverly said. "I've never felt anything like that. Oh, it feels good!"
He slipped his hands underneath her ass and lifted her up higher. His tongue began fucking easily in and out of her pussy. She kept pushing her ass up and taking his tongue a little deeper. His tongue kept rubbing against the side of her clit. Each time his tongue touched her clit, she started shaking. She had never believed anything could feel so good.
"It's good," she gasped. "You're making me feel good!"
He started fucking his tongue in and out of her cunt savagely. She started moving her ass up and down. She kept feeling the fiery shivers going through her. She opened her legs wider. She knew that she was shooting her juices into his mouth and he didn't seem to mind. He just kept sucking them up.
"You are making me feel crazy," she whispered.
He took his tongue out of her cunt. She reached down for his head, but he was moving his head up her body and kissing her tits again. He started moving his head from one luscious tit to the other. He let his teeth graze her nipple. She pushed her nipple into his mouth. Her hands reached down for his cock again. Her lingers started stroking his hard prick.
"Let me take it out," she said. "I want to feel your cock in my fingers. Let me take it out!"
He moved back and quickly unbuckled his jeans. He pulled his jeans down. He wasn't wearing shorts. Her fingers circled his steamy prick-flesh. Her hot hand moved up and down his prick and she could feel some of his cum leaking off onto her fingers. He put her hand on the back of her head and she couldn't help herself. She was so hot. Her affair with Tad was making her turn into some kind of animal. She was already moving her head down this young man's body. She was kissing at his chest and then at his belly. He was groaning with pleasure as her tongue touched between his thighs.
"Come on, lady," he groaned. "You're making me wild. Put your mouth on my cock. Suck it, baby!"
She kissed at his belly for a few more moments and then her hot tongue brushed at his cockhead. She opened her mouth and captured the head of his prick inside her mouth. She could feel his cock throbbing against the roof of her mouth as she held it there. She could taste some of his cum. She swirled the cock slime around inside her mouth and then swallowed it. She kept sucking for more.
"Oh shit, baby," he moaned. "Oh, fucking shit!"
She pulled her head back, but only for a moment. She held it up long enough for her tongue to move all over his cock-flesh. She moved her tongue down to his heavy balls and she licked at them. She opened her mouth and captured one ball inside her mouth and let her teeth nip at it gently. She moved her tongue underneath his balls. The young man's body was tense with pleasure. She moved her tongue back up to the head of his cock again. She held his prick in her fingers, looking down at it. She didn't understand why she was learning to love sucking cock so much. She only knew that she was.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "Take it in your mouth. Suck on my big cock!"
Beverly put her head back close to his prick. She started licking at his swollen cockhead once more. She tasted his cum. She moved her tongue around the tiny piss slit and she could feel his body jerking with pleasure. She opened her mouth a little more and she took his stiff cockhead inside her mouth. She closed her lips tightly around his cock and she started moving her head slowly forward.
"Oh, yeah," he groaned. "That's the fucking way. That's what I fucking love. That's so nice!"
Her lips stayed tight around his cock. She slipped her fingers up the insides of his thighs until she was playing with his balls. She moved her fingers across the heavy balls until he was gasping. She took all of his fat prickmeat into her mouth.
"Oh, fucking yes," he groaned. "Oh, that's fucking good. Oh shit, you don't know what you're doing to me!"
She started bobbing her head while she kept her lips tight around his prick. She could taste more of his cum swirling around inside her mouth. She swallowed his cum and sucked for more. Her head bobbed faster.
"So good," he groaned. "Oh, shit yeah, that feels so fucking good. Keep sucking me, bitch!"
She didn't want to come inside her mouth. She wouldn't have minded-except that she needed his prick in her pussy. She wanted his cockmeat to be hard as he fucked it into her cunt. She needed his prick inside her pussy.
"I want your cock," she moaned as she raised her head. "I need it bad. I want you to fuck me!"
"You are a hot little piece of ass," he groaned.
He was already pushing her back in the seat. She went willingly. She spread her legs wide and he was dropping down on top of her. His huge cockhead pressed snugly against her fuck-hole. She was groaning softly as his cock pushed against her pussylips. His cockhead finally popped into her cunt.
"Oh ... yes," she groaned. "Put it inside my cunt deep. I want you to fuck me with it!"
He reached beneath her and grabbed her asscheeks. He held onto her ass tightly as he started fucking his prickmeat into her cunt. He moved slowly but he was filling her cunt. He squeezed her asscheeks a little harder as he gave one last brutal fuck-thrust.
His cock fucked all the way into her up to his balls. He let his heavy body down on top of hers. His hairy chest mashed her tits flat. He kissed her mouth, slowly fucking his cock in and out of her tight cunt.
"Now I'm going to fuck you good, baby," he said. "Now I'm going to fuck your sweet ass off!"
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Do me good. I want your cock inside me. I want to be fucked good!"
His hands squeezed tighter as he started ramming his prick in and out of her cunt. He was fucking his prick deep inside her and he was making her shiver with every cock-stroke.
"Pound me!" she said breathlessly. "Fuck me like an animal. I need it bad. Fuck me hard!"
It was cramped in the front seat of the car, but he knew how to give her what she wanted. He began to fuck, his cock in and out as savagely as he could. His big balls slapped against her asscheeks each time he rammed into her. She could feel her body tensing each time he pulled his cock back. She did need it bad.
"Oh, that's so good!" Beverly cried. "You don't know how good you're making me feel. Fuck me, baby!"
His fingers pulled her asscheeks apart and one of his fingers rammed into her hot asshole. He pushed a finger up into her asshole and began to fuck it in and out with the same rhythm of his thrusting cock.
"You're good, honey," she moaned. "You are so good. Keep fucking me like that."
He fucked her brutally and she loved it. She couldn't get enough. She was squirming down in the seat and taking his stiff prick as deep as she could inside her cunt. His big balls bounced against her ass harder. The tightness started in her belly. She could feel her body getting tight all over.
"I'm going to come," she moaned. "Oh fuck, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Oh shiiiiit!"
She screamed again as the wild vibrations of pleasure went through her body again and again. Her juices started pouring out of her cunt and soaking his big cockmeat. He pulled back and then rammed her hard again. His prickmeat was getting bigger inside her pussy. Some of his cum was leaking out. He fucked a little faster. His big cock was filling her up. She loved it. The last spasms went through her body and she couldn't stop squirming against him.
"Keep giving it to me," she whimpered. "Keep giving me your big fucking cock. It feels good!"
"I'm going to flood your cunt, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to flood your fucking pussy. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Shit, baby, it's nice. It's so fucking nice. Shiiiit!"
He fucked deep into her cunt and his prick exploded in thick spurts of cum. He kept shooting jism into her cunt again and again until her pussy was foamy with cum. He finally gave her one last squirt and his body rested against her.
"You're fantastic," she whispered. "Oh shit, I needed that so bad."
"You're a good fucking piece of ass," he moaned.
She wondered if that was all she was anymore, just a good fucking piece of ass. It disturbed her, but she wasn't sure if she could put out the fires that Tad had lit inside her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Beverly hadn't realized how long she'd been fucking until she opened her eyes and realized that it was getting dark. She immediately pushed the young man away from her and started grabbing for her clothes.
"Damn," she said. "I didn't realize it was getting so late."
"Your husband going to miss you?" the young man asked. "You're right about that," she said.
She got her blouse and bra back on. She had slipped into her panties when she was aware of the flashing lights behind her. She turned to look over her shoulder and she thought her heart was going to stop.
A policeman was walking toward the car, and it was a policeman she recognized. Don Bailey was a fishing friend of her husband's. He had eaten dinner at her home a lot of times. He had been in her class at school.
She was grabbing at her skirt when he started shining his flashlight into the car.
"Oh, shit," she said softly.
"Beverly," he said softly. "Beverly, is that you?"
It took Don only a few moments before the full implications of what was happening came home to him. She expected him to be angry, but she wasn't prepared for the expression on his face.
"Get out of the car, youngster," he told the young man.
The young man was pale and trembling. He was still trying to pull on his jeans as he scrambled around to the other side of the car. Beverly had never realized how big and menacing Don was. He looked at the young boy like he was something sick.
"You've been fucking this woman?" he asked.
"No, sir ... we just-"
Don hit him with his flashlight and the young man looked really sick. He went down on his knees and Don clubbed him again. There was a little bit of blood from a cut lip.
"Answer my question, asshole," he said.
"Yes, sir," the young man answered quickly. "Yes, sir, I've been fucking her. But she was the one who started it. She wanted me, sir. Honest, I didn't rape her or anything like that."
"I never said you had," he said. "Get on your feet, boy, and get the hell out of here. I don't ever want to see you again."
"Yes, sir!"
He was on his feet and practically running, and Beverly couldn't blame him. She wanted to run from Don, also. He looked even meaner when he looked at her. She couldn't tell what he was thinking but there was a lot in his face she didn't like.
"Get out of the car," he said.
She thought about trying to put on her skirt but then shrugged her shoulders. It was obvious what was going on and she didn't want to cross Don. She opened the car door and got out. She shivered a little as she stood there in her blouse and panties. Don stepped back and let the light shine down her long legs. She shivered again.
"I can't believe it," he said. "The bestlooking woman in town-and you're out here playing with some fucking kid."
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked.
"I ought to lock you up," he said. "I ought to lock you up for indecent exposure. Shit, what the hell's the matter with you, Bev? Isn't Paul enough?"
She had tears in her eyes. She wanted to turn away from him. She wanted to escape from him but she couldn't. She had to stand there and shiver while he kept moving his flashlight up and down her legs and looking at her in that strange way.
"Look at me and answer my fucking questions?" he snarled.
She hadn't thought he would hit her but he did. His hand left a red welt along her cheek and it hurt like hell.
"Oh, don't do that," she pleaded. "Oh, please don't hit me anymore. I don't want to be hurt."
"Then answer my questions. Wasn't Paul enough? Didn't he give you enough cock?"
"No," she whispered.
There were tears in her eyes as she finally blurted out the entire story of how Tad had fucked her in the kitchen and everything that happened after that. She could see the look that came to his face. It was part cruelty and part lust, and she realized that Don was a lot meaner than Tad could ever hope to be.
"You fucking cunt," he said, when she had finished.
She held her head down. Her face was flushed. She hated the way he was looking at her. At that moment she hated the way she felt. She felt small and cheap. She was shaking with emotion.
"All right," Don said. "It's dark enough. I've already checked out and they don't expect me back. I'll make up a good excuse for your husband. Let's see just how fucking good you are."
She had known all along that he would want something like that. She was still shaking. She knew she could not refuse. She started undoing the buttons of her blouse. She slipped it off her shoulders. She hurriedly unhooked the bra and then slid her panties back down her legs.
Don had casually unzipped his fly.
She went down on her knees in front of him. He put his hand on top of her head and he patted her like a good dog. She slid her fingers up the insides of his thighs. She slid her hand inside the small opening in his trousers. He certainly didn't have a small cock. She gasped as her fingers surrounded his pulsating cockmeat.
"Take it out, baby," he told her. "Let's see how good you are. Take my fucking cock out."
Her fingers touched his cock-flesh bunched in his shorts. She moved her fingers around until she was able to pull his shorts away from his swollen prick. In a moment she had tugged his cock out of his trousers. She tightened her fingers around his cock and started moving her hand up and down the cockshaft. She could feel him tense his body with pleasure.
"Do you want me to suck it?" she asked.
"Hell yes, Beverly," Don groaned. "I've dreamed of nothing else since you sat behind me in math class!"
Beverly could feel a shiver going through her as she squeezed his cock a little. She moved her fingers up and down his prick. She kept playing with his balls. She moved her fingers up and encircled his prickhead in a tight grip.
She touched her lips to the head of his prick. She pushed her tongue out against his tiny piss hole. She tasted his cum. She kept pushing her tongue into his tiny piss hole until she thought her mouth was filling up with his slimy cum. She moved her head back. She started moving her lips around the tip of his cock. She kept feeling the cockhead pound against her lips.
"In your mouth, bitch," Don said. "I want my fucking cock in your mother-fucking mouth. Take it!"
She opened her mouth wide and she took his cockhead inside her lips. She tightened her lips around his prick-flesh. She could taste saltiness in her mouth. She opened her mouth a little wider. She started sucking a little harder. She was sucking his huge prick deeper into her mouth. She wasn't gagging. She was trying to get it all. She opened her mouth even wider. In a moment she had nearly all of his fat cock inside her mouth. She breathed around his cockflesh and she sucked harder.
His prick was going deep into her mouth. She had it all. She could feel his swollen balls against her chin. She sucked harder, although she couldn't have got anymore of his cock inside her mouth. She was trying to suck his cum out. Her fingertips started teasing his heavy balls. Her throat was getting sore but she kept sucking.
"Oh yeah, baby," Don said, as he moved his fingers through her hair. "You are something else, baby. You are really something else. You can really deep-throat!"
She could do nothing but shiver as she kept sucking his cock. Finally, she could keep his cock deep in her throat no longer. She pulled back her head slowly and let his fat cockhead slip out of her mouth. She started moving her tongue against his cockhead again. Her lips were getting white from his cum.
"I'm going to fuck your mouth, baby," he said. "I want to fuck your fucking mouth!"
He put his hands behind her head and started jabbing his fat prick in and out of her mouth. He was mouth-fucking her. She wasn't able to do anything but take it as he kept fucking his prick harder into her mouth. More of his cum swirled around in her mouth. She had the feeling that he was going to blast his cum-load in her mouth.
He had something else in mind. "Not yet, baby," he groaned. "Not yet. First, I'm going to have some of your sweet pussy!"
He let her kiss and fondle his cock and balls for a few more moments. A couple of times her throat sucked his prick down and then he was pulling out again.
"The back seat, cunt," he said. "Get your ass in there, quick. I want some of your hot cunt!"
She opened the back door of her car and she got inside. He pushed her down on her face. He wasn't going to give her the chance to turn around. He reached around and grabbed her by her titties. He held onto them tightly and moved his cockhead up against the entrance to her cunt.
"Now I'm going to fuck your brains out, baby," he said.
Don gripped her tits tightly and then he moved forward slowly. His big cockhead popped into her cuntlips. He moved very slowly but his cock filled her up. She turned to look back over her shoulder. He looked huge and awesome with his uniform still on and his leather holster against her nakedness. He frightened her. The fear seemed to send more than shivers through her body.
"I'm going to give it all to you, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to give you every fucking inch!"
He had a big cock and it was filling her pussy. He had his cock half inside her and it was already stretching her cunt. She couldn't escape from him even if she'd wanted to, and she was beginning to think she didn't want to. It might be blackmail-but she had the feeling that she was going to like it.
"Give it all to me," she gasped. "It's so big, but I want it all. I want every inch."
"All right, baby," he said.
He started rubbing his thumb and forefinger across her nipples and it made her shiver a little more. He drew back and then rammed his cock fiercely into her cunt. He fucked his prick deep into her pussy and it made her shiver all over.
"That's what I want," she moaned. "Oh yes, that's what I fucking want. Oh, you're making me crazy!"
He knew what he was doing to her. He kept his cock inside her cunt without moving for a long time. He let her feel how big and hotly throbbing his cock was. She could feel some of his cum dripping inside her. He had gotten his cock a little deeper inside her cunt by fucking her from behind.
"You are a sweet fucking piece of ass," he groaned. "I'm going to wear your fucking ass off!"
He pulled his cock out of her cunt and then slammed it back into her again. She thought she was going to die from the pleasure his prick filled her with. He left his cock inside her for a few moments more. Then he started moving his cock around inside her pussy in a slow circle. His prick was rubbing against her clit and sending excited shivers all through her.
He pulled his cock out of her cunt and then fucked it back into her again. His balls seemed to slap her loudly. She shivered all over. She found herself pushing her cunt back against him as she tried to get all of his fat prick inside her pussy. Now he was fucking her very slowly, fucking his cock in and out and letting his balls slap gently against her.
"Fuck me good," she whispered. "Don't be nice to me. I want it hard. I need it hard."
"You are a cunt," he said.
"Oh, yes," she whispered. "I am a cunt. I need it bad. I need your cock inside of me. I need it bad. I'm a cunt!"
He started fucking her harder. It was like having a piledriver slamming into her body. His fucking seemed to bruise her insides. She knew that Don was taking out years of frustration on her body. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that it felt good.
"Give it to me harder and faster," she said. "Give it to me harder. I want it bad. Give it to me harder!"
"You're a whore, baby," he groaned. "You're nothing but a cunt!"
She no longer felt any shame at him talking about her that way. All she could think about was how good he was making her feel. His cock seemed to get bigger as he fucked it into her. His prick kept rubbing against her clit and sending more nervous shudders through her.
"I'm going to come," she moaned. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh, it feels so fucking good. So fucking good. Oh shiiiiit!"
The sweet spasms of pleasure went through her body again and again. She thought she was never going to stop coming. She thought her body was going to twist apart from pleasure. She couldn't hold herself down on the seat. Again and again the pleasure shook her. Finally, she could feel her juices flooding his cock. It was almost with relief that the last few spasms went through her.
His fingers started pinching her nipples as he rammed his cock into her. He was fucking his cock even deeper into her cunt than he had before. She was being pounded into the seat. His leather holster had slipped and she could feel his holster rubbing against her each time he moved.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "You're a sweet piece of ass. You're a fucking piece of ass!"
He started fucking her harder. His cock was growing inside her cunt. Then he stopped. His prick was deep inside her. He moved his cock around inside her cunt for a moment.
Her cunt was so sore. She had been fucked by two brutal cocks in one evening. She didn't know how much more she could take.
"Keep shaking that fucking ass for me, baby," he said. "I don't want you to fucking stop. Keep shaking your fucking ass for me. Keep shaking your hot ass!"
He was pulling her out of the car, and he was pulling his cock out of her cunt. He rubbed his cockhead against her asshole as he pushed her down on her hands and knees. He wasn't careful about how hard he pushed her down. It caused her to hurt her knees.
He moved his cock down until he was brushing his hard cockhead against her cunt again. He slid forward gently and his cockhead seemed to pop back into her cunt. His cock got slippery with her pussy juices. He slammed his prick all the way into her pussy with one savage fuck-stroke.
He began to fuck her with hard, deep cock strokes. He was fucking her doggie-style. His hard cockhead was getting deep into her belly. His heavy balls were slapping her again. She could feel his cum leaking inside her again. He knew how to punish her with his big cock.
"Oh shit, baby," he said. "I'm going to flood your fucking cunt. I'm going to fill up your fucking cunt. It feels good, baby. It feels so fucking good. Oh, shit. Oh fuuuuck!"
He rammed her as hard as he could. His big prick exploded inside her cunt. His jism started squirting until it had filled her. He drew back and let his hot jism splash against her shapely ass. His cum started running between her asscheeks.
She hated herself for behaving like a whore with Don, but she knew she would never be able to help herself again. Tad had turned her into a whore.
CHAPTER SIX
Beverly sat in her car in front of the simple white building and wondered if she dared go inside. She had an appointment. The people who ran the place were supposed to be very good at listening to people's problems and helping them out. Beverly wasn't sure if she really had a problem that anyone could help. She had simply gotten to the point where she was sex crazy. She couldn't get enough fucking. Men like Tad or Don could simply look at her and she would be taking off her clothes. She didn't understand why it was happening but she knew she needed help.
The people who worked in the building were not churchy or anything like that. They were simply people with big degrees who donated their time to social service.
Beverly sighed. She knew she was going to have to do something, and these people were supposed to be very discreet. She finally got out of her car and went into the building.
She was sorry almost immediately. A mousy-looking secretary sat behind the desk inside and she looked bored with her job and angry that Beverly had walked in. She put down a book she was reading long enough to confirm that Beverly did indeed have an appointment with Mr. Walker in room eleven. Beverly didn't ask for directions.
She found room eleven at the end of the hall. She was nicely surprised by the office and by the man behind the desk. He looked intelligent and sympathetic. She immediately felt better.
"Mrs. Adams," he said. "Beverly Adams. I'm Nathan Walker. Most people call me Nat. Why don't you have a seat?"
He might have been intelligent and sympathetic-but he was also a man. She had dressed conservatively for her meeting. A skirt, jacket and ruffled blouse. Nat was looking at her body in a way that let her know he was pleased by the view without being too obvious. It sent a ripple of pleasure through her body.
"Well, now, Mrs. Adams," he said. "You already know the kind of service we give here. We do anything we can to help with problems relating to health and welfare. We do teaching and counseling. What category would you say your problem falls under?"
"I suppose counseling," she said.
"Do you want to tell me about it?" he asked. "Take your time. We're not rushed."
She took her time and gave him the entire story, and she couldn't help but notice that he looked more interested than he should have been. He even licked his lips a couple of times before she was finished with her story. He waited a long time before he answered. She could see tiny beads of sweat on his forehead and his face was flushed.
"I think I understand," he said. "You think that you're some kind of nympho."
"I guess so," she admitted.
"That's very hard to believe. A nympho is a girl who will not control herself. Do you think you can control yourself, Mrs. Adams? Are you carried away right now?"
"I guess not," she answered.
He got up and walked around his desk. He leaned against the edge of his desk and looked down at her. His eyes were very hot. His gaze seemed to start at the top of her body and move all the way down. His eyes seemed to be undoing the buttons of her blouse and then caressing her skin.
"You're not hot just because I'm here?" he asked. "A true nympho goes crazy just at the sight of a man."
"I'm not crazy," she whispered.
"No," he said. "Are you sure you're not feeling hot? Are you sure you're not going crazy all over?"
"No," she insisted.
She was trembling and he knew it was a lie. He could have her if he wanted her, and she knew he wanted her. He was grinning as he reached down and brushed some of her silky hairs from her face.
"Please don't," she whispered. "I came here for help."
"I'm going to help you, baby," he said.
He put both hands on her shoulders. His fingers seemed to burn right through her blouse. He squeezed her shoulders tightly and she knew he was marking her with his fingertips. He started moving his hands down her body, and there were tears in her eyes.
"Please don't," she said again.
She was begging him but she realized that down deep she really didn't want him to stop.
His hands felt so good. His fingers brushed her tit-flesh. He brushed his fingers across her hot and aching nipples. Jolts of fire went through her body. He slid his hands back up to her shoulders again.
"I know what you need, baby," he said. "I know what a cunt like you needs!"
He picked her up by her shoulders and started moving her over to the couch. She had no resistance left inside her. She let him push her down on the couch and kiss her lips. He kissed her with hot and hungry lips. He kissed her mouth a little harder. She opened her mouth and felt just the touch of his tongue.
"Oh yes, baby," she whispered.
He kept kissing her hard and pushing her back on the couch. His tongue slid a little deeper into her mouth. He let his hand slip up to her knee. She didn't fight as his fingers crept underneath her skirt. She gasped in hot pleasure as his hand slipped up to her thighs. He was almost touching her panties.
She could say one thing for him. He moved very fast and he knew where to touch. His finger gently stroked her cuntlips and she was quivering all over. His finger pried apart the entrance to her cunt.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Finger-fuck me. That feels so good. You know how to do it!"
He slid a finger into her cunt. He started fucking his finger in and out of her pussy until she was throbbing deep inside. He took his hand out of her panties just as she thought she was going to explode. He had so much experience that he knew just how long to finger-fuck her to get her really hot.
"Oh, please don't stop," she whispered. "Don't stop."
"Don't worry, baby," he said. "I'm not stopping. I'm just showing you what it's all about."
He took his hand out from under her skirt. He slid his hand up to the front of her blouse. He cupped one of her tits and she could feel the electricity even through the material of her blouse. Her nipples were already erect.
She couldn't have stopped him, and she wasn't sure she wanted to. Especially as his strong fingers kept rubbing her tit-flesh.
"I'm going to take your blouse off, baby," he said. "I want to see what those big hot tits look like."
"Oh, yes," she whispered.
He unbuttoned her blouse quickly. She raised up to allow him to pull it off. She helped him pull her bra off, and he sat back to look at her creamy tits.
"Oh shit," he said softly. "You've sure got a nice set of tits for such a slender girl."
He was pushing her back even farther on the couch. His mouth was open and he was licking his lips. He lowered his head and touched his lips against one of her swollen nipples. She gasped in pleasure. His mouth opened and he sucked her nipple inside. He began chewing on her tit gently, while his tongue moved back and forth across her swollen nipple. She moaned in pleasure. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips against her tits.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Suck my tits. You don't know how good that feels. Oh, yes!"
His mouth opened wider and he did just as she was begging. His mouth began a slow sucking movement that nearly drove her crazy. His mouth seemed to be sucking more and more of her tit-flesh up. She didn't understand how he could get so much of her tit inside his mouth.
"Oh, that's so good," she moaned.
She was on fire all over. She couldn't control the quick movements of her body. She pushed her thighs together as she could feel her cunt juices starting to drench her panties. She kept telling herself that she had come to this man for help and he wasn't giving her the kind of help she needed. Not at all.
"Oh, yeah," she whispered. "Keep sucking my tit like that. You don't know how good you're making me feel. Keep sucking me like that. Oh, yes!"
He was sucking her good. His lips opened and closed around her tit-meat. He started moving his hungry mouth from one tit to the other and he kept using his tongue on her aroused nipple. She kept her fingers on the back of his head and she pulled him closer each time. She was rubbing her thighs together as her pussy got wetter with each second.
"All right, baby," he said as he drew his head back. "Let's get you naked. I want to see that sweet ass!"
She groaned in sweet pleasure. She knew she had no choice. Now she wanted it as badly as he did. She raised herself up and she fumbled with the zipper on her skirt. She had trouble with it. He took her zipper down and pulled her skirt off. Her legs were so good that she had never really needed stockings and she wasn't wearing them now. Just her flimsy black panties stood in the way, and he wasted no time.
"Don't tear them," she whispered as he started tugging them savagely from her body.
"What the hell do you care?" he said. "I'll do what I fucking want to you!"
He didn't tear the panties as he dropped them to the floor. His hands spread her legs apart and he was taking a long look between her legs. He made her blush. She had never felt a man's eyes looking at her so hotly.
"You look beautiful, baby," he groaned. "You have a beautiful fucking pussy!"
He slipped one hand up between her legs. This so time there were no panties in the way to stop his probing fingers. He fucked two fingers up into her pussy and started moving them around. She gasped. It seemed like an electric current was being shot through her body. She wiggled all over the bed. He started fucking his fingers in and out of her cunt gently. She could feel the edges of his fingers rubbing against her clit.
"Oh, I like that," she whispered.
"Good, baby," he said. "I'm going to make you feel even better. I'm going to take you places where you've never been before!"
He started pushing another finger into her cunt. Then another. His fingers felt almost as big as a cock filling her pussyhole. He began fucking his fingers in and out of her cunthole just like he was fucking her. The edges of his fingers kept rubbing her clit. She could feel her entire body responding to him.
"So good," she moaned. "Oh yes, that feels so fucking good. Keep doing me like that!"
He kept his fingers inside her cunt as he moved around so that he could drop his head to her tits. He opened his mouth and took one of her luscious tits inside his mouth. He began to chew on it gently. His teeth scraped her hard nipple. He drew it inside his mouth as deep as he could. He let his teeth scrape her nipple again.
"You're making me feel so hot all over!" she cried out.
He drew his head back. He was laughing at her. She could tell he thought it was funny how carried away she was getting. She couldn't help herself. She had so many fires burning inside her body.
She moved her hand down between his legs. Her fingers touched the hard cock-bulge in his trousers. She drew her fingers back and forth over the length of it. Her heart was pounding as she found his zipper and she pulled it down. Her hand slipped inside the opening of his trousers. Her fingers found his cock bunched tightly in his shorts. Her fingers worked quickly and she got his shorts down around his fat cock. She wrapped her fingertips around his swollen cock-flesh and started moving her hand up and down. Some of his thick white cum bubbled over her fingers. She worked her hand faster. He reached down and put his hand behind her head.
"Put your lips on my cock, baby," he told her. "Get it wet with your fucking spit!"
She didn't even hesitate as she might have done a few days before. Now it seemed she couldn't control herself when it came to sucking cock. All she could think about was having his prick inside her lips. She opened her mouth a little wider and she took his fat cockhead into her lips. She held his prickmeat there gingerly for a few moments. Her tongue worked around the tiny pisshole and she could taste his thick cum.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "Oh, fucking yes!"
For a few moments she savored the taste of his salty cum on her tongue before she swallowed it. His cum tasted salty all the way down. She opened her mouth a little wider and she started sucking his cock a little deeper into her mouth. She let her teeth skim his cock-flesh. She knew his cock was getting even bigger inside her mouth.
"Take it all, baby," he groaned. "Oh, fuck yes. Take it fucking all. Take it fucking all!"
She took his cock just as deep as she could take it. She kept her mouth closed tightly around his cockmeat as she drew his cock deep into the back of her throat. She was deep throating him. His balls touched her chin. She closed her eyes as the powerful spasms of pleasure threatened to rock her body. She closed her lips a little more tightly around his prick.
"That's the fucking way, baby," he groaned. "That's the fucking way!"
Her lips still clung to his cock tightly as she started bobbing her head. She was really starting to love sucking cock. Every time she took his fat cock into her mouth, she could feel her body getting hotter. She kept scraping his cockhead with her teeth when she drew her head back. His thick cum was coating her tongue.
She pulled his cock out of her mouth. She pressed it against her cheek and felt some of his hot, dripping cum wetting her face. She started moving his dripping cockhead all over her face and even into her hair. She knew she was really turning him on as he watched, but she was making herself even hotter. Her body was burning. She stopped what she was doing and she leaned back.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "I need a stiff cock inside my pussy. Please fuck me!"
He lowered his body down on top of her. She reached between them and she found his stiff prick. Her fingers closed around his rigid prick and she drew it up to her pussy. She gasped as his cock touched her pussylips.
"I want it inside me," she groaned. "I want your hot cock inside me right now."
He reached beneath her and he grabbed her luscious asscheeks. He lifted her off the floor with his hands. Her legs parted wider and she was ready to take his cock. Her pussy was dripping juice. He moved forward so that just his cockhead pressed a little harder against her cuntlips. He started moving his cock up and down the entrance to her pussy.
"Oh, don't tease me," she whispered. "I need it bad. I want your cock inside me now. I need it bad!"
He tightened his grip on her asscheeks and then he gave her what she wanted. He drove his cock inside her pussy with one savage fuck thrust. She groaned as she felt impaled on his big cock. He prick-flesh was filling her up. He was stretching her cunt walls. It was exactly what she needed.
"You like my cock, baby?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" she cried. "I like your cock. I like your big cock. It feels so good. I like your fucking cock!"
He kept squeezing her asscheeks as he started to fuck her. He moved his cock in and out slowly and his prickhead was getting deep inside her cunt. His big balls kept slapping her. She wanted to pass out from the pleasure.
"Oh, you know how to do it," she moaned. "You know how to make me feel good. Fuck me harder!"
He fucked her harder. He gripped her asscheeks a little harder and started pounding his cock into her. He was like an animal with his huge cock and that was exactly what she needed. Her itch was getting scratched. Her pussy was stuffed with his fat cock. Her juices kept running out and wetting her thighs. She started lifting her ass a little higher.
"Give it to me harder," she whispered. "I want it harder. Give it to me a lot harder!"
He was fucking her with deeper, harder strokes. He was pounding her cunt. He was rubbing his cockhead against her clit each time he rammed into her. She could feel some more of his cum dripping inside her. She raised her ass a little harder and higher. She was getting his fucker really deep inside her pussy.
"I want to fuck harder," she moaned. "I love your cock. I want to fuck harder."
"All right, baby," he groaned. He began to fuck her as she had never been fucked before. He was practically tearing her apart with his big cock. He was fucking his fat prickhead deeper than she had ever felt a cock before. Her pussy was going to be sore from his rough fucking. "Harder," she whispered. "Harder!"
"You cunt," he groaned. "You fucking cunt. You're nothing but a fucking cunt!"
"Oh, yes," she whispered. "I'm a cunt. Give it to me harder. Give it to me harder!"
She lifted her long legs and locked them around his back. His cock began sliding a little deeper into her pussy. He was fucking her harder. She didn't know how he was doing it but somehow he was. He was fucking his cock really deep inside her. He was making her shiver with every stroke. Her juices were boiling up in her belly and she knew she was not going to be able to last much longer.
"Oh, fucking yes!" she cried. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come. Oh, fucking yes!"
He rammed her harder. She couldn't understand how he could do it so much harder. Now she knew he was bruising her insides but she didn't care. All she cared about was the sudden spasms that had threatened to tear apart her body.
"Coming," she whispered again. "I'm coming. Yes. Oh, shiiiiit!"
Then she couldn't hold herself still as explosion after explosion rocked her body. Her juices seemed to pour out of her pussy in a flood. Her ass was still lifting and moving around in pleasure. She couldn't stop the directions of her body. More of her juices poured down the insides of her thighs and wet the crack of her ass.
"You fucking bitch," he groaned. "You keep moving your ass like that. You keep moving and I'll give you a nice hot pussy full of cum!"
She wanted to feel his soothing balm in her raw cunt, and she started moving faster. She lifted her ass up even higher than before. His cock still felt so good inside her. She kept squeezing her thighs around his prick and somehow drawing it deeper inside herself.
"Your cock's so good," she groaned. "Your cock's so fucking good. I love your cock!"
He wasn't slowing down and his prick was as big as it could get. Some of his cum kept leaking inside her pussy. She started lifting up so that she could rub her big tits against his chest. She knew it would turn him on and make him blow his cum-load faster.
He plunged his fat prick deep inside her pussy one last time. His cum exploded deep inside her cunt. He kept moving his cock around until her cunt was flooded with cum. She loved it.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned, as he fell exhausted on top of her.
She had come here for help, but now she understood there wasn't going to be any help for a woman who looked like her. Every man was going to want to fuck her-and she just couldn't control herself.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Beverly knew she was going crazy. It had gotten to the point where she was looking at every man she met and wondering how big his cock was. She knew that was not natural but she didn't know what to do about it. Beverly was afraid of going outside because she was afraid of falling for the first man she met.
A couple of times Tad had come over, but she wouldn't open the door. She knew she wouldn't be able to resist him if she did. She found herself thinking about sex all day long. Everything on television or in the magazines seemed to remind her of it. Her husband alone couldn't satisfy the longing in her. She wore him out in a couple of days and she was still left with the same hungry itch.
Maybe she could have eventually conquered her fuck-lust if it hadn't been for the grocery boy. She had always gone out to buy groceries, but she knew she couldn't do that in her present overheated condition.
She found a place in the yellow pages that actually delivered to the front door. Her house was a little away from everything and it would cost more, but she could afford it.
She ordered her groceries by phone and told the delivery man that she would be home all day. It wouldn't matter when they were delivered. Still, she was a little surprised when her doorbell rang only an hour later.
She was wearing what she usually wore at home to be comfortable. A pair of tight red shorts and a pullover shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra because she didn't want the confinement. She didn't think about the effect she was going to have on the young man who was delivering her groceries.
He looked around eighteen, and he was tall and muscular. He had thick red hair and very curious eyes. His gaze went all over her body when she first opened the door.
Her first thought was to slam the door and run for cover. She was suddenly very afraid of what she might do if she allowed him into her house. She knew she couldn't send him away without looking like a fool.
"Just bring them into the kitchen," she said.
"I don't usually do that, lady," he said. "Usually, somebody takes them off the porch."
"Well, that will be all right," she said.
"But just this time, I'll make an exception," he said.
He was leering at her and those knowing eyes seemed to see right through her clothes. It made her tremble. She knew she had to get this young man out of her house as quickly as possible.
She was shaking as he followed her into the kitchen. He put a bag of groceries down on the kitchen table. He turned away and his left hand brushed casually against her shoulder. It sent shivers of pleasure through her.
"Don't you think you ought to bring in the rest of the groceries?" she said.
Somehow, he knew what she was feeling. He was such a young boy-but somehow he knew. Perhaps he heard the husky quality of her voice. He moved closer and put his arms around her. She was trembling as he held her tightly and kissed her cheek.
"The groceries can wait," he said.
"You're crazy!" she gasped.
"Where's the bedroom?"
It happened so fast that she really wasn't sure it was happening. It was almost like a dream. She was like a zombie as she led the young man up the stairs to her bedroom. It had been a couple of weeks since the man in the health office had fucked her. Now her body was trembling from fear and hunger. She needed this young man. She needed every man.
"This isn't right," she said as she felt the young man's hand resting on the curve of her ass.
"Anything's right that feels good," he said.
He put his arm around her and tugged her close to him. His mouth was hot and hungry. She didn't even know his name, but somehow that didn't seem to matter.
They walked into the bedroom together. He backed her against a bedroom wall and he started kissing her lips again. His mouth was so hot and hungry. His tongue probed and she opened her mouth. He started jamming his tongue into her throat as his body pressed her a little harder against the bedroom wall.
His hands started stroking her. He didn't seem to know which part of her body he wanted to stroke first. He moved his hands up her bare legs to where her shorts started. His hands slipped behind her and squeezed her shapely ass.
She was surprised at how strong he was. His hands seemed to squeeze shivers through her. She found herself pressing her ass a little harder against his hands. He kept squeezing until her ass and pussy felt hotter than hell.
He moved one hand around and between her legs. She parted her legs a little wider and his hand cupped her pussy mound. He squeezed her cunt hard and sent ripples of pleasure through her. He squeezed again and she could feel some of her juices running out of her cunt to wet her panties.
"That feels so good," she whispered. "Oh yes, that does feel so good!"
"You're a hot bitch, baby," he said.
"I am hot," she moaned. "I'm hot all over. I am a hot bitch."
She forgot about her husband and all the promises she had made to herself that she wasn't going to let this happen anymore. She knew she had gone so far that she couldn't stop it.
His body had her pressed hard against the wall. Every inch of his body felt strong and muscular. She let her hand slip down the front of his body and between his legs. Her fingers touched the huge cock-bulge at the front of his jeans. She shivered a little as her fingers traced the length of his prick.
"It's so big," she said.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "It's big enough to give you a good time!"
He kissed her again and his tongue was going crazy inside her mouth. He was moving it around until all she could taste in her mouth was his spit. His hands moved up to her tits and his fingers rubbed across her rigid nipples.
She was really getting aroused. She spread her legs and let his knee slide up to rest against her pussy mound. She started riding his knee. She started pushing her cunt against his knee until the wild vibrations were going through her body. Her cunt juices were pouring down the insides of her thighs. She felt hot all over.
"You're making me so hot," she moaned. "Oh shit, you are making me so fucking hot!"
He couldn't find the parts he wanted to touch the most. His hands slipped down around her asscheeks again. He started squeezing and pulling her hard against him so that she was feeling the length of his prick against her cunt mound.
Her knees felt weak and she thought she was about to fall to the floor. He settled that by moving her over to the bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed and he reached down for the bottom of her pullover shirt. He pulled it up slowly, as if he wanted to savor every inch of her body. He pulled it over her head and left her tits bare.
"Shit, what a pair," he groaned. "You have a beautiful pair of fucking tits. Really nice!"
His hands moved up to cup her tits. He squeezed her tits gently and rubbed his fingers over her hard nipples. He moved one hand down to her belly and then between her legs. He started rubbing her pussy mound with one hand while he squeezed her tit with his other. Finally, he moved both hands up to her tits again. He started squeezing them as hard as he could.
"Shit, what a fucking pair of tits," he groaned.
He was making her gasp. He was sending delicious shivers down her body and she couldn't control her heated movements. His hands squeezed her tits a little harder. He was getting rough, and she didn't care what he did to her.
"Nice tits," he gasped. "Nice fucking tits. I've dreamed about feasting on a pair like yours!"
He pushed her back on the bed. She couldn't control her body. She was willing to let him do whatever he wanted to her. His hands kept squeezing her tits and she gasped in pleasure. He leaned over and kissed her mouth again.
"Do you want me to suck your tits, baby?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "I want you to suck them. I want to feel your hot lips on my tits!" He laughed as he lowered his head. His hungry mouth opened and he took one of her nipples into his mouth. He held her hard nipple with the gentle touch of his teeth. He started using his tongue to rub against the stiff nipple.
The young man knew so much for his age. His tongue was sending delicious ripples of pleasure through heer body. She found herself reaching up to pull on his head. His mouth opened a little more and he was taking her nipple into his lips. He started sucking her titflesh down his throat.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That's good. That's so good. Oh, if you only knew what you were doing to me!"
He knew exactly what he was doing to her. He was teasing her with his tongue. He was pulling her hard tit even deeper into his mouth and using his tongue on her feverish tit-flesh. She put her hand tightly on the back of his head.
"Suck me hard, baby," she moaned. "I want you to suck me hard. Suck me hard, baby!"
His hot mouth started moving from one luscious tit to the other. His tongue kept playing around her nipples as he kept sucking her hot tit-flesh into his mouth. His teeth kept nibbling at her sensitive tit. The pleasure was growing inside her. It had started like boiling water and now it was threatening to boil out of control.
"Bite me, baby," she moaned. "Bite me.
Treat me like an animal. I love it!"
His teeth started nipping a little harder at her already bruised tit-flesh. She gripped his head with both hands. She couldn't help but love it and it wouldn't have mattered if her husband had walked through the door at that moment.
"I'm so hot all over," she moaned. "Oh yes, suck me. That makes me feel so good!"
He moved his lips away from her tits. He kissed her mouth again. For a moment she brushed her tongue against his. His mouth was like hot lava. His tongue felt the same way as he started moving it down her body. He brushed his tongue through the valley between her tits. He moved his tongue all the way down to her navel. His tongue played in her navel for a few moments and then moved even farther down. He was kissing the top of her shorts.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "You're making me so hot. You don't know what you're doing to me.
His tongue slid into the top of her shorts. His tongue was even sliding into her shorts so far that she knew he was touching the tops of her silken cunt hairs.
He moved away and reached underneath to find the zipper on her shorts. She didn't have the strength to stop him as he tugged it down. She slipped out of her shorts and then pulled her panties down her long legs. She was completely naked and he wasted no time. He put his hand back between her legs. His fingers stroked her cuntlips and then one finger slid easily into her pussy. He started fucking his finger in and out gently.
"Oh yes, that's good," she moaned. "Fingerfuck me. Finger-fuck me hard!"
He started fucking one finger in and out of her cunt as fast as he could. Then another finger. Finally he added two more and it was almost like having a cock inside her cunt. She was lifting her ass to meet his fucking fingers. Nothing shamed her. She would have said anything, done anything to keep him happy.
"So good," she moaned. "You are making me feel so good. You are making me hot all over!"
He slowly pushed his thumb into her pussy and started fucking his entire hand in and out of her cunt. She was really getting wet. She reached down and started stroking his cock. He pushed against her stroking fingers. He pulled his hand from her cunt and she watched as he tore off his clothes. He had a firm, stiff cock. She could see the little drops of cum on the swollen cocktip.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Now come and fuck me. Come give me what I need so bad. Come and fuck me."
"Damn, you're a hot bitch," the young man said.
He moved over her body and his thick cock pushed at her cuntlips. She raised her long legs and locked them around his back. His cock slid easily into her wet cunt. She tightened her legs around him and locked her arms around his back.
"Don't move for a few moments, baby," she moaned. "I just want to feel your cock inside me."
It had been so long for her. She wanted to savor the sweetness of having his thick cock so deep inside her pussy. She tightened her cunt walls around his prick and he moved a little. She knew she would not be able to hold him back for long. He was a young stud and he was ready to slam his cockmeat into her pussy.
He slid his hands underneath her and gripped her ass. He couldn't hold back any longer. He began to fuck her in slow, deep strokes. His balls slapped against her with every fuck-stroke.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "That's what I want. You know how to use your big cock. Oh yes, that feels good!"
He fucked her a little faster. His hands kept gripping her asscheeks tightly. She felt his finger sliding between her asscheeks and his finger gently probed at her asshole. She cried out as his finger fucked into her asshole.
He started fucking his finger in and out of her asshole with the same pace of his cock fucking her pussy. She had never felt anything so good. She raised herself up and started rubbing her tits against the young boy's chest.
"You're making me feel good," she moaned. "You know how to use your big, fucking cock. You're making me feel good!"
"I am going to make you feel good," he groaned. "I'm going to make your cunt feel really good!"
He started fucking her a little harder. She already knew she wasn't going to be able to last for long. Her entire body was trembling and it seemed like it had been so long since she had gotten a cock so deep inside her cunt.
"Now give it to me hard," she moaned. "I want it hard. Give it to me as hard as you can!"
He gripped her ass tightly and he started fucking her just as she wanted. His hard cock was fucking deep into her pussy. Some of his cum was already leaking into her cunt. She started rocking her ass with every cock-stroke.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "That's the way I fucking want it. Give it to me like that!"
The young boy fucked her savagely. He seemed to be trying to drive his cock through her body and out the other side. He was trying to pound her into the bed. She loved every inch of his fat cock. She lifted her body for his every hard fuck-thrust.
"That's the way I fucking want it," she groaned. "That's the way I fucking need it. Keep slamming it into me like that. I love it, baby. I fucking love it!"
He turned into a wild animal. The young boy fucked her with deep strokes and his fat cock seemed to get harder with every fuck-thrust. His swollen cockhead was getting deep inside her belly and more of his cum was leaking inside her. She had fought the urge to come, but now she couldn't fight it anymore.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, it's so good. I'm coming. I'm fucking coming. Shit. Shiiiit!"
Her body seemed to be almost torn apart by the force of her coming. It shook her body again and again. She finally relaxed as her hot pussy juices started pouring down her thighs.
His finger was still in her asshole as he slammed her pussy again and again. His swollen cockhead was fucking deep inside her, even deeper than before. His hard cockhead was dripping cum. She started squeezing her cunt walls together as she tried to drain his cum out of his cock.
"Oh, shit!" the young boy screamed. "I'm going to blow my fucking wad. I'm going to blow my jizz! Oh shit, it's good. It's so fucking good. Oh fucking shiiiiit!"
He drove his prick deep inside her pussy and his cum exploded inside her again and again. It was like having hot lava pouring between her thighs. She moved her ass as she drained every drop of cum out of his prick. Finally, he dropped down on top of her. His prick went limp and slipped out of her pussy.
"I'd better get your groceries in," he said, but it was a long time before he moved.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Beverly was completely out of control after fucking the grocery boy. She knew that any man could fuck her if she just gave her that look of lust. She was frightened of the new woman she had become-but she also knew that she was loving what was being done to her.
There was no hesitation in her anymore. She knew she would have to go look for what she needed, and she also knew that she didn't have to look much farther than next door.
A week passed after she had fucked the grocery boy and she knew she couldn't stand the pressure. She hurried her husband off to work one morning and then dressed in tight red shorts and one of her husband's button-up shirts.
Her heart was pounding as she walked next door. She knew that she needed Tad at that moment, worse than she had ever needed any man before. She was surprised to see the blue Ford parked in Tad's drive. She knew that car. She had ridden in it many times. It belonged to Ginnie Johnson. She didn't know what Ginnie would be doing over at Tad's house. Ginnie was an outdoors type. She was a tall, well-built blonde with a deep tan and a bubbly personality. She was not the type to mess around on her husband. At least, Beverly had never believed that her friend would be that way.
Beverly could feel her heart beating a little faster. She suddenly knew exactly why Ginnie was in the house and it made her angry. Her body was burning and Ginnie was getting what she needed.
Beverly didn't knock at the door. She opened it and stepped inside. She could hear voices from the living room. She should have called out. She knew she shouldn't have been walking into somebody's house, but she didn't care. She could only feel anger at her friend, and at Tad.
"Oh, Tad," Ginnie was saying. "You say the funniest things."
"You've never heard that expression?" Tad asked. "I thought every woman had been told that at least once in her life."
"I can't see how being compared to an outhouse is very complimentary," Ginnie said.
"Just the stacked part, baby," Tad said.
Beverly moved closer to the door. She still should have called out, but she wanted to see what was going on inside. She had to know the truth for herself.
"It's been nice talking to you," Ginnie said. "But I have to be going. I really do. I've got so much work to do today."
"Have another cup of coffee," he suggested.
"I really couldn't," she said. "I have to be going. I'm glad you'll be joining our club. I really am. We'll see a lot of each other."
"I hope so," Tad said.
Beverly was at the door and looking in. She had been having all sorts of fantasies in her head. But there was nothing going on. Ginnie was dressed in a pale-blue business suit and she did look like she was about to leave. There were some papers scattered on the table. It was a simple business transaction, nothing more. Beverly was suddenly very ashamed of her thoughts-and she also knew that she had to move fast.
"Good-bye, Tad," Ginnie said, holding out her hand.
Ginnie was taken completely by surprise as Tad's long, muscular arms surrounded her and he jerked her close to his body. He kissed her mouth as hard as he could. Beverly could see the resistance in Ginnie's body. She didn't want this. She was trying to push him away but he only held her closer and he kept kissing her mouth.
"Come on, baby," Tad groaned. "I bet no man has ever licked your pussy and then fucked. you blind. I bet you've never had a really good fuck in your life."
"Leave me alone," Ginnie said.
But Tad wasn't about to leave her alone. His hands slipped down to cup her luscious asscheeks .He began squeezing her asscheeks and pulling her closer to his throbbing cock. His fingers seemed to be so strong that they were lifting her up off the ground. Ginnie kept struggling against him but it was a useless struggle. He was so much stronger than she was. He gently pushed her down onto the softly carpeted floor.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "Relax."
"You're an animal," she whispered.
"I'll make you an animal just like me," he promised. "You'll love it before I'm through. You'll beg for it."
"No, you bastard," Ginnie said.
Beverly wondered what kind of game Ginnie was playing. Beverly knew that Ginnie was very strong and that she was only putting up token resistance. It was almost as if she wanted it to happen but she wanted to pretend that he had forced her afterwards.
"You've got a nice little body," he said. "You've got a really hot little body!"
"You've got to stop," Ginnie pleaded.
Beverly knew that Ginnie wasn't really trying hard. She was being forced over to the couch and she somehow seemed to lose her footing and stumble over backwards. He was on top of her. His mouth crushed hers and Beverly knew that his tongue was ramming into her mouth.
Ginnie's body was tense only a few moments more and then she relaxed and her lush body seemed to push up against Tad.
"Oh yes, you animal," Ginnie groaned. "Oh, you fucking animal. You really turn me on."
Beverly couldn't believe that this was her friend she was hearing talk like that. She must have made a sound because both of them looked over at her. Ginnie blushed a crimson red. She started trying to push Tad away. Tad only looked amused.
"Come in, Bev," he said. "I was wondering when you might come around here. I didn't think you'd stay away this long."
"Let me up," Ginnie said.
"Shut up, baby," Tad said. "It's obvious what we were doing. There's no sense in trying to hide it now. Besides, we know that Beverly is never going to tell."
Ginnie relaxed again. She looked puzzled for a moment and then a slow smile spread across her face. She realized what Tad was talking about.
"Oh, damn," Ginnie said. "You mean you and Bev? Shit, you sure don't waste time, do you?"
"I don't have time to waste where beautiful ass is concerned," Tad said.
Tad motioned for Beverly to come on into the living room. Her legs felt wooden but somehow she walked toward them. She found herself standing by the couch. Tad reached up and casually started fondling one of her already aroused tits.
"She's got a beautiful pair," Tad said. "Very big and tasty."
"I've always wondered a little about her tits," Ginnie said.
"Show the lady, baby," Tad said.
Beverly knew she shouldn't but somehow she was unable to control herself. Her body had already been hot and now she was shivering all over. She reached up and started undoing the buttons of her husband's shirt. She unbuttoned it all the way down the front and then flipped it off her shoulders. Her bare tits seemed to stand up proudly. Her ripe pink nipples were throbbing with excitement.
"Fucking beautiful," Tad said.
His hand moved back up to one of her tits and he started fondling her tit. He brushed his fingertips back and forth across her nipples and something caught in her throat. She knew she was getting more excited by the moment.
She was shocked when Ginnie moved one hand up her body and started casually playing with her free tit. Ginnie's hand was so small and yet so firm. Beverly was aching all over.
"Let me have a taste of one of those," Tad said.
Beverly had no more feeling left in her knees. She let herself slip down on the couch as Tad lowered his head over one of her tits. His hungry lips sucked at her aroused nipple. She felt a flash of fire going through her body. Her mouth felt wet. She started licking her lips.
"Give me some tongue," Ginnie said.
Beverly was getting more and more shocked. She had never known that Ginnie could be like this. Ginnie had always seemed more interested in outdoor sports. Now Ginnie was turning into some kind of animal.
"Give me some tongue," Ginnie said again.
Beverly found her head being turned toward Ginnie, and Ginnie was actually kissing her on the mouth. Ginnie's mouth opened slightly and Beverly felt the soft whisper of her tongue. Beverly wanted to keep her mouth closed but she could refuse them nothing.
"That's it, baby," Ginnie said. "Slip me some of your tongue."
Beverly's mouth opened and she started pushing her tongue into Ginnie's mouth. She didn't know why but she was starting to enjoy it. Her entire body seemed to rock with pleasure. Especially with Tad still licking and sucking one of her tits.
"Now kiss me good," Ginnie moaned. "Show me how much you like it with another woman. Kiss me good!"
Beverly's tongue slid into Ginnie's mouth. She was, out of control and she started jamming her tongue in and out of Ginnie's mouth as fast as she could. She didn't know how she could get so hot kissing another woman, but she sure was. Her pussy was dripping juice and she had to put her thighs together to keep from screaming.
"Are you getting hot, baby?" Tad asked.
"Oh, yes," Beverly moaned.
Tad's hand was on her knee. His hot fingers moved up to the insides of her thighs and he started stroking her cunt through her shorts. His fingers were so hot.
Ginnie added to her intense pleasure by choosing that moment to lower her head to Beverly's free tit. Beverly had never expected anything like this. Ginnie's mouth opened and she was sucking Beverly's hard nipple inside her mouth. Ginnie held the nipple softly for a moment. Then her teeth started working and Beverly could feel those quick sensations of pleasure going through her body.
Tad undid Beverly's red shorts. His hand went in the front and he started massaging her cunt mound. Beverly thought she couldn't get any hotter but she did get hotter at that moment. Her body burned. Her cunt juices started pouring down the insides of her thighs.
"Take them off," she whispered. "Oh, make me naked."
Beverly knew she should feel ashamed at being the only one naked. She just couldn't. The humiliation only added to her pleasure as her shorts and panties were stripped off. Tad's hand went back to her pussy and she opened her legs widely.
"Oh, yes," Beverly groaned. "Play with my pussy. Oh, yes!"
Two of his fingers fucked into her cunt. She was already squirming around on the couch. She looked over at Ginnie and saw that the young blonde's face was flushed and trembling. Ginnie reached over and took Beverly's hand.
"Squeeze my tit," Ginnie groaned.
Beverly knew she couldn't refuse after the sweet pleasure that Ginnie had already given her. She was afraid, but she put her hand on Ginnie's tit and squeezed. She could feel Ginnie tensing up as the hot pleasure jolted her.
Ginnie moved away and quickly undid her own blouse all the way down the front. She slipped it off her shoulders with one shrug. She quickly reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She let it fall. Ginnie's tits were a pale white and they were smaller than Beverly's. They were still beautiful tits, and Beverly didn't refuse as Ginnie pulled her hand back to one of them.
"Oh, yes," Ginnie moaned. "Squeeze my tit like that. You make me so hot. You make me feel good!"
Beverly's hand squeezed and caressed and she moved her other hand over the other tit. She started squeezing the nipples until they were hard and pouty.
"Kiss my tits," Ginnie moaned.
Ginnie's fingers were on the back of Beverly's head. She didn't want to do it but she had no choice. She was already moving her head down and her lips touched the hard nipple. Ginnie gasped and put her hands behind Beverly's head.
"Oh, yes," Ginnie moaned. "Kiss my tits.
Oh, that feels so damn fucking good!"
Beverly opened her mouth slightly and began sucking. She drew the hard nipple into her mouth and held it under her tongue. She seemed to feel all of Ginnie's body in her mouth. Ginnie was shivering violently.
"Suck me," Ginnie moaned. "Oh, suck me. You don't know how good that feels!"
Beverly's lips began working on her luscious tit. She drew the hard bud deep into her mouth. She was getting a lot of Ginnie's sweet tit-flesh inside her mouth. She let her teeth scrape the flesh. She pulled her head back and sat looking at the swollen pink nipple. She moved her hot mouth to the other nipple. Her lips moved over it. She chewed on the tit-tip gently with her teeth.
"Oh, yes, that's the fucking way," Ginnie groaned.
"Let's go to the bedroom," Tad suggested. "It'll be much more comfortable there."
All of them got up and went up the stairs to Tad's bedroom. Tad's bedroom was much as Beverly might have imagined. There were paintings of naked women all over the walls. The bed was circular and there were mirrors above it. She saw a reflection of her naked body as she stretched out on the bed.
Oinnie was wasting no time. The tall, willowy blonde didn't look so thin when she had finished in taking her clothes off. Her body was lush, even if her tits were a little small. She crawled onto the bed and she started kissing Beverly's belly. Her tiny tongue darted up Beverly's body until she was back to Beverly's tits.
Beverly watched Tad undress as she felt her tit being sucked up into Ginnie's mouth. Ginnie started sucking hungrily as if she could never get enough.
"Oh, shit," Tad said. "You two are really turning me on."
Tad stripped out of his shorts and Beverly saw his huge cock sticking out hard as rock. He really did look turned on. He moved around to the other side of the bed. She knew what he wanted and she moved her head to press her lips against the head of his cock. He pushed and she opened her mouth. She took his hard prick into her mouth. She held his cockhead on her tongue for a moment. She moved her tongue out of the way and started sucking his prick. She sucked his hot prick as deep down her throat as she was able. She was choking but somehow she kept his stiff prick inside her mouth. She let her teeth scrape against his prick-flesh. She moved her head forward and took even more of his cock inside her mouth.
"Oh, fucking yes," he groaned. "Oh fuck, that feels so good!"
She had no idea of what Ginnie was doing but she could feel Ginnie's wet tongue sliding down her belly. Beverly was so hot. That was the only way she could excuse what happened. She parted her legs as Ginnie started kissing around her cunt.
Tad grabbed Beverly's head and he started fucking his prick in and out of her mouth. She could taste his cum bubbling out of the end of his cock and she started swallowing.
"Oh, shit yeah, baby," Tad grunted.
She moved her head faster. She was taking his prick as deep into her throat as she could. She was tasting some of his thick, salty cum running down the back of her throat. She had to start swallowing to keep the jizz from filling her mouth.
Tad stopped fucking her mouth. He moved around so that he could see what was going on. The cultured-looking Ginnie had put her head between Beverly's legs. Beverly groaned as Ginnie's pink tongue moved up and down her thighs.
"Go ahead," Tad said. "You know you want to do it. Go ahead and eat that cunt!"
Ginnie's face was buried suddenly in Beverly's cunt. Beverly gave a gasp of surprise as she felt Ginnie's tongue fucking up into her wet pussyhole. Beverly reached down and grabbed the back of Ginnie's head. She wanted to push Ginnie away, but instead she found herself pulling Ginnie's head closer. It felt so good that she couldn't make Ginnie stop.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Eat me, Ginnie. That feels so fucking good. Eat my pussy!"
Tad was stroking his cock again. Now he moved behind Ginnie and positioned her in the posture that would make it easy for him. He moved slowly as he rubbed his big prick against Ginnie's cunthole. Ginnie liked it and she started ramming her tongue into Beverly's pussy quickly.
Tad stabbed hard. His prick fucked all the way into Ginnie's cunt and Ginnie went crazy. She put her hands underneath Beverly's ass and her tongue started fucking into Beverly's cunt as quickly as a hard cock.
"Oh, yes," Beverly groaned. "Oh yes, that feels so good. Oh, that does feel so fucking good!"
Beverly was sure that her pussy wasn't the first pussy that Ginnie had ever eaten. Ginnie seemed to know so much. Her face was getting smeared with cunt juices but she just kept fucking her tongue deeper into Beverly's cunt.
"Oh, yes," Beverly cried. "Oh, fucking yes. You're making me hot all over. You're making me ache so bad!"
Beverly would have wanted it to last forever. It felt that good. But her body had been without for so long. She knew it couldn't last any longer and she grabbed Ginnie's head a little harder. The pleasure started in her belly and seemed to boil up until it was threatening to tear her body apart.
Her body twisted and turned but Ginnie never took her head away. Her tongue kept fucking deep into Beverly's cunt even though Beverly was flooding her mouth with pussyjuice. Ginnie kept a good grip on Beverly's ass until the last pleasure spasm shook her.
Ginnie finally moved her head away. Her face was smeared with cunt juices and she looked like she was in heaven. Her blonde hair was tangled and matted with sweat. She was licking her lips. Beverly noticed what she hadn't noticed before. Tad had reached around and he was holding onto her tits. He was massaging her tits violently as he kept fucking his prick deeper into her cunt.
"You hot fucking bitch," Tad groaned. "You hot fucking bitch. You fucking love my cock, don't you? You fucking love it!"
"Oh, yes," Ginnie moaned. "Oh, fucking yes. I love it!"
Ginnie must have been without nearly as long as Beverly because she couldn't control herself, either. She was already moving all over the bed as the first spasms shook her body. She put her head back down against Beverly's thighs but Beverly could see her body jerking.
Her body twisted in pleasure again and again. She moved all over the bed. Tad stayed right with her and he kept fucking his big cock deep into her pussy. His cock was making wet sounds as he fucked her. Ginnie let her head fall forward in exhaustion as the last of the sweet spasms went through her.
"Move your ass, bitch," Tad groaned. "Keep moving your fucking ass. Move your fucking ass!"
Ginnie was trying. Beverly felt almost sorry for her as she watched how hard she was trying. But Ginnie looked so tired, as if she had been drained. She could hardly move. Beverly wasn't surprised when he pulled his cock out of Ginnie's pussy.
"Spread your fucking legs, Bev," he said.
Beverly spread her legs and Tad fucked his prick into her cunt savagely. She moved her ass for him. She lifted up her ass as high as she could and she squeezed her cunt walls together with every fuck-stroke. She twisted all around on the bed. She started pushing her tits up against his chest.
"Oh, fucking yes," Tad groaned. "Oh, fucking yes, I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going to blow my fucking wad. Oh fuck, it feels good. It feels fucking good! Oh fuuuuuck!"
Tad grabbed her asscheeks and lifted her up as he fucked his prick deep inside her one last time. His prick was growing inside her and she kept moving her ass until she felt his prick explode. His cum spurted out into her cunt thickly. He kept his prick deep inside her cunt until she had drained his balls completely dry. Finally, he shuddered and he slowly pulled his cock out of her cunt. He was a little angry at Ginnie and he made her make up for it.
"Give me your mouth, bitch," he said. "Lick it clean!"
He grabbed her by her head and pulled her lips down to his cock. Beverly watched as Ginnie's pink tongue slowly licked his cock clean. In a little while, she had licked all of his cum up as well as Beverly's fuck-juices.
"That's fucking fantastic," Tad groaned. "Now you both need to clear the fuck out of here because I've got to get some sleep. I feel exhausted."
They had been dismissed. Both of them blushed a little with the humiliation of it. The trouble was that Beverly knew she wouldn't be able to refuse him the next time she saw him. The humiliation didn't matter, as long as she got the cock.
CHAPTER NINE
Beverly was surprised to look out her window and see the red sports car that belonged to Bob Johnson. Bob should have been at work with her husband. She watched him get out of the car and walk up her driveway. He looked awful. He looked as if he hadn't gotten any sleep the night before. His eyes were red and his clothes were rumpled. He looked like a drunk.
She went to the door to let him in. He also smelled like a drunk. She could smell the gin on his breath as he pushed his way into the living room and sat down on the couch.
"Bob, what's the matter?" she asked.
"Ginnie's left me," he said.
Beverly wasn't that surprised. She had somehow known it was coming. Beverly had discovered something about Ginnie in that time they had spent together in Tad's bedroom. Ginnie enjoyed cock, but she also liked girls. Beverly hadn't minded, but she knew that nothing could satisfy like a big cock.
"Ginnie's left me," he said again. "After twelve years of marriage, she's left me. She says I can't satisfy her anymore. I can't satisfy her. What the hell is something like that to tell a man?"
His words were a little confused, but Beverly understood the meaning. Ginnie had not only left him but she had left him with an ego problem that he might never get over. Beverly wondered how the blonde could have done that to a handsome and nice man like Bob.
"Perhaps you just misunderstood her?" Beverly suggested.
"Oh no, I didn't misunderstand," Bob said. "She said I couldn't keep her happy in bed anymore. I know I'm not a stud, but I always thought I was pretty good."
"I'm sure you are," Beverly said. "Look, what you need right now is a nap and a shower.
You'll feel better when you wake up, and then we can talk."
"I don't want to go back home," he said.
"That's all right," Beverly said. "You can sleep in the guest bedroom. Now come on upstairs."
He was like a small child that Beverly led upstairs. She made sure he had everything he needed in the bathroom and then she pretended to leave. But she didn't leave. She stood at the partially opened bedroom door and watched him undress and step into the shower. He was a nice-looking man. He still had the muscular condition of the athlete he'd been in school. Beverly remembered that she had once had a serious crush on him in school. How could that bitch Ginnie treat him that way? There were a dozen other reasons she could have given her husband for leaving him. He stayed in the shower a long time. He finally stumbled out, and he didn't bother drying off. He stumbled into the bedroom naked. He didn't even notice her as he fell face down on the bed and passed out.
She admired his body for a few moments longer before she went downstairs. She spent her day puttering around the kitchen and the gardens and trying not to think about the man upstairs. It was very hard. She kept closing her eyes and seeing his strong, muscular body. It was making her hot.
It was a couple of hours before she was due to start supper. She went back upstairs. He had turned back over. She got a good look at his long, thick cock. It had to be a monster when it was hard. That cock probably would have been big enough to satisfy any woman, even Ginnie. Except that Ginnie had liked girls better.
He opened his eyes and caught Beverly by surprise. She hadn't expected him to open his eyes until way after dark. She blushed at the thought of him finding her staring at him naked.
"What do you think, Bev?" he asked casually.
"I think that you could satisfy any woman," she said.
"Sure," he said, as if he didn't really believe it.
Beverly felt so sorry for him, and she didn't want to leave the room. She walked over to the bed. His body tensed as he realized he was naked and she was sitting down next to him.
"I think what you have is beautiful," she said.
He looked pleased and scared as she traced her fingernails up the inside of his thigh to where his limp cock rested. Her heart was pounding very fast but she knew she could not stop now. She didn't want to stop now.
Her fingers slowly encircled his cock-flesh.
She held his prick gingerly a moment. He was looking at her as if he couldn't believe what was happening.
"Ginnie's a stupid bitch to give this up," Beverly said.
She held his cock tightly and she started moving her hand up and down. She let her fingers run over the massive head of his cock. She pressed her fingers tightly against the side of his prick and made him gasp in pleasure.
His cock was getting hard and it was a monster. She had never expected Bob to have a cock this big. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen. She couldn't understand why Ginnie would ever want to go anywhere else.
"It's so fucking big," she said.
He looked shocked that she would be using language like that. He had known Beverly all his life, and she knew what he was thinking. She had always been such a sweet girl. It was crazy to think of her sitting on the edge of the bed and playing with his cock.
"I want to kiss it," she said.
"Oh, shit yeah," he said softly.
Beverly moved her hair back with one hand. He could see what she was doing as she bent over his cock. She held his cockhead against her lips. Her tongue darted out and touched the tiny pisshole, and he gasped in pleasure. She drew her head back. She started rimming his pisshole with her tongue. She could already taste some of his hot cum. She opened her mouth and captured the head of his cock inside her mouth. For a moment she was in heaven as she sucked on his prick. She closed her lips a little more tightly around his prick and she started sucking his cock a little deeper into her mouth. She held her teeth around his cock tightly as she sucked. She tasted more of his cum.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, you don't know what you're doing to me. You don't know how good you're making me feel!"
She only laughed as she drew her head back. She started washing his cock down with her tongue. She moved her tongue all the way down to his balls and then back up. She started licking hungrily at the underside of his cock. She licked all the way down to his balls and she took each of them into her mouth. She rolled his balls beneath her tongue and then released them. She moved her tongue back up to the head of his cock. She admired what she had done. His cock was covered with her spit and glistening.
His cock was completely hard and it was huge. She knew she would have trouble getting his fat prick inside her pussy but she didn't care. She wanted it. She wanted his prick in her mouth and inside her pussy.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "Suck me like that. Ginnie's always been scared of sucking my cock. She thinks it's so big. Oh, shit yeah, baby! Suck me!"
Her mouth closed around his cockhead once again. She kept her lips locked tightly around his prick as she slowly started drawing his prick deep into her mouth. She bobbed her head slowly.
"Oh, fantastic," he groaned. "Fucking fantastic!"
She kept sucking. She had more than half his cock inside her mouth. She was going to take it all. She knew somehow that no woman had ever taken all of his cock.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "Keep doing it like that. Oh shit, baby. Oh, fucking shit!"
She took a deep breath and she started sucking again. She drew his enormous prickhead into the deepest part of her throat. She could taste some of his cum. She kept sucking hard. She got all of his fat cock inside her mouth. His balls were resting against her chin. She drew her head back slowly and then took his cock deep into her mouth again.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned. "I like that. I like that. I fucking love that!"
She began bobbing her head very slowly. She kept her teeth locked tightly around his cockflesh as she moved her head up and down. She knew she was turning him on in a way he had never been turned on before. She slipped one hand up between his legs and she started to fondle his balls.
He couldn't hold himself back. His hand moved up her body. He stroked her waist and then moved his fingers closer to her tits. She gasped as one of his hands suddenly grasped her tit. He squeezed hard enough to hurt but she didn't mind that. She pushed her tit closer against his finger. She knew she was really getting worked up. Already her pussy juices were starting to flow. He kept fingering her nipple as she went back to her job of sucking his prick. Her mouth closed on his rigid prick and she began bobbing her head once more. Again she was tasting some of his cum deep in her throat. She swallowed a few times and his cum seemed to burn her all the way down.
"Shit, I want you naked," Bob said. "I want to see you naked just like I've always dreamed."
She trembled as she moved away from him. She knew she was going to give him what he wanted. She quickly pulled off her blouse, and she saw his eyes feasting on her naked tits.
"You like?" she asked casually, holding her hands up underneath her beautiful tits.
"You know damn well I like," he said.
He looked impatient, and she was getting impatient herself. She hurriedly rolled her tight red shorts down her legs. She stepped out of them. She wished she hadn't even bothered to put on panties. They were such a bother when she needed them off in a hurry.
She pulled them down and kicked them off, and then she moved back over to the bed with him. She kissed his mass of chest hairs and then started moving her tongue back down his body.
"You're going to lick my prick some more, baby," he said.
She was going to lick his prick some more. It was something she needed desperately to do. She held his cock gingerly in her hand and lifted his prickmeat. She touched her lips to his prickhead. She opened her mouth. Beverly captured the head of his cock in her mouth, but that wasn't enough. She wanted all of his cockmeat. Beverly opened her mouth wider and she started sucking his prick back down her throat. She didn't know why, but she loved the taste of his cockmeat.
He grabbed both sides of her head and started fucking his cock in and out of her mouth. Her lips were already dripping cum and he was fucking his cock deeper with the thrusting of his hips. She was surprised that he didn't choke her.
"Deeper," he groaned. "Take the entire fucking thing. Oh shit, nobody's ever sucked all my cock before."
She had never doubted that. Perhaps nobody had ever been really desperate for it before. It was not the excitement or the pity as she had thought. It was just pure joy. It was just being able to suck his hard prick.
"Ginnie never sucked my cock like you're doing," Bob said. "She thought it was disgusting."
Beverly almost laughed at that. There were plenty of things that Ginnie didn't find disgusting. He would have been surprised. But it didn't matter, because Beverly didn't find it disgusting.
"I want to fuck you," he groaned. "I want your cunt right now."
All thoughts of her husband and anything else slipped right out of her mind as she thought about his huge cock and how good he could make her feel with it. She pulled her hand away from his balls. She lifted her head.
"You just stay right where you are," she told him.
He remained on his back and she moved over him. She spread her legs as she straddled his body. Her cunt was pressed against his cock and she started moving her body. His cock seemed to get even harder.
"Play with my tits," she groaned.
She reached down for his hands and pulled his hands up to her swollen tits. He couldn't help himself. He started squeezing her tits a little harder. He started brushing his fingers across her swollen nipples. He kept squeezing and she was moaning in pleasure. She bent over and dangled one nipple just above his face.
"Suck on it," she whispered.
He opened his mouth wide and he took her nipple inside his mouth. He chewed it gently, letting his teeth and tongue caress her swollen tit-bud until she was aching with excitement. She kept rubbing her cunt against his prickhead until she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Now I'm going to fuck you," she moaned. "Now I'm going to have your cock up inside me."
She raised up slightly. She reached down for his prick and wrapped her fingers around it. She carefully guided his fat cockhead up against her hot cunt. She lowered herself down slowly until his cockhead had popped into her cuntlips. She fucked down on his cock all the way. His cock was deep inside her pussy. It felt so damned good. Better than she would have ever dreamed.
"I need to be fucked," she whispered.
She started bouncing. She was sucking his prick up into her pussy with every movement of her body. She was enjoying herself. She kept feeling the sweet vibrations of pleasure going through her.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "This does feel good. This feels so fucking good. This does feel good!"
His hands were still on her tits. He started squeezing a little harder as she bounced up and down. His prickhead was fucking deep inside her belly. She could feel his swollen balls against her. She began to bounce a little harder.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Your cock feels so good. Your big cock feels so fucking good!"
He'd had enough. He couldn't give it to her like he wanted to give it to her with her on top. He rolled her over and he kept his cock inside her pussy. He slipped his hands underneath her and lifted her off the bed.
"Now I'm going to fuck you like a woman ought to be fucked," he said. "Now I'm going to give it to you hard!"
"Oh, yes," she moaned.
He started fucking her with short, savage cock-strokes. It seemed like his balls bruised her every time he thrust. She had never been fucked so good. How could Ginnie leave a stud like this? She was nearly passing out from the sweet pleasure he was giving her.
"That's the way, baby," she moaned. "Oh yes, that's the fucking way. I love it!"
She did love it. Already the sweet vibrations were threatening to rock her body. She was moving all over the bed. His big prick was fucking into her even deeper. She started squeezing her cunt walls together around his prick and he started fucking her even harder.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "You're fucking my brains out. Oh, it feels so damned good. You're going to make me fucking come. You're going to make me come. Oh, fucking shit. Shiiiit!"
Wild vibrations of pleasure rocked her body again and again. She could not control her movements. She was twisting all over the bed and she couldn't get away from his fat cock. It felt so damned good. She could feel her body being torn apart with the last shuddering vibration of pleasure.
"So good," she whispered. "So fucking good!"
He wasn't done with her. The fucking had just started. He began fucking her a little harder. He was driving his prickhead deep into her pussy, almost into her belly. His cock was getting bigger inside her. Some of his cum was leaking into her pussy.
"Fuck me harder," she whispered. "Harder!"
He was grunting as he fucked his prick deeper into her. He was trying to fuck her to death with his fat cock. She didn't mind. That was what she wanted. She kept closing her cunt walls around his cock as he rammed her pussy again and again. His cock was growing and she knew he couldn't last much longer. She reached behind him and found his ass. One of her fingers stabbed into his asshole and he started groaning.
"Oh shit, baby, I'm blowing my wad," he grunted. "I'm going to blow my fucking wad.
Shit, it feels so good. So damn fucking good. Oh, shit!"
He fucked deep into her pussy and his cock seemed to explode in a dozen different directions at once. Her cunt filled up with cum. He kept fucking until she was flooded with his jism. He finally moved away from her.
"You are fantastic," he said. "You really are fantastic. I don't think I've ever fucked anyone as good as you before."
She knew she had done wonders for his ego-and for her own, as well. Maybe she had fucked her husband's best buddy, but it didn't seem to matter. She was getting past the point where she cared who she fucked. Just as long as she got some cock.
CHAPTER TEN
Beverly noticed the moving truck next door when she first got up that morning. It was Saturday and her husband was still asleep. Bob was asleep in the guest bedroom. She had gotten up to fix some coffee and she had noticed the truck. She wasted no time getting dressed and walking next door.
A couple of burly men were moving out furniture from the house. Tad was no where around.
"Excuse me," she said. "Can you tell me where the owner is?"
"I don't have any idea, lady," one of the moving men answered. "They just hire me to move the stuff."
She couldn't believe that Tad would just leave without saying anything to her, but it was obvious that he had moved out. She went inside the house and it was nearly empty. Her throat felt a little dry. There was no doubt about it. The man who had introduced her to the lewd delights of sex had just vanished.
She was surprised to find Paul standing in the path between the two houses. He usually didn't get up until noon on Saturdays. She was a little curious about the cold look on his face. Paul had never looked at her that way before.
"He's gone," Paul said casually.
"Who's gone?" she asked.
"Your boyfriend. The stud next door. He's gone."
"I don't know what you mean," she said.
She saw it coming but it shocked her so much that she couldn't do anything about it. His hard fist glanced off her cheekbone and left an ugly mark. She got another mark on her ass where she hit the ground.
"You bitch," Paul said softly.
That was when she understood that Paul knew everything. She knew she couldn't he to him anymore. She had known that sooner or later he would find out. Now it was up to Paul. She wasn't going to hurt him as Ginnie had hurt Bob. She could never do that. She liked Paul. Maybe she even loved him. He just wasn't as exciting anymore. "How?" she asked.
"Ginnie," Paul answered. "I was mad when I found out how she'd treated Bob. I went to see her. I accused her of being unfaithful and she laughed. I compared her to you, and then she told me the truth. All of the truth."
"That stupid bitch," Beverly said.
"Get up off your ass," Paul said.
She had never known her husband to look so angry. He was breathing fire. She climbed to her feet even though she felt a little unsteady. He hit her again. This time she managed to dodge a little but his fist still hurt, and she knew she was going to have another bruise over her eye.
"Get up, you cock-sucking bitch," he said. "Get up and take what's coming to you. I got rid of your boyfriend. Now I'm going to teach you a lesson."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"My company does a lot of business with his company. I gave them a choice. Get rid of him or lose my business. They sent him to another place. Now get up."
She was afraid of her husband. For the first time in her life, she was desperately afraid of her husband. She had never known him to be so forceful. She thought of the furniture movers and that they might see what was going on.
"Let's go into the house," she said. "People might see!"
"I don't give a shit," he said. "Get the fuck up!"
She got up and he didn't hit her this time. Instead he took off his thick belt and doubled it in his hands. He slapped it loudly against his hand.
"Turn around," he said. "Bend over and grab your knees."
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"Do what I fucking tell you," he said.
He was in command and there was nothing she could do but exactly as he wanted. She turned around and she bent over and grabbed her knees. She expected the whistling belt but she didn't expect it to hurt so bad. She was sobbing before he was done hitting her. Her body felt bruised all over. Her ass was sore.
"All right," he said. "Now let's go into the house."
She followed him meekly into the kitchen. He turned on her as soon as she had stepped inside. It was crazy, but his violence was exciting her. She could feel her heart pounding fast and she was having trouble catching her breath.
"You cock-sucking bitch," he said. "You sucked his cock, didn't you? Oh, you never wanted to do that for me, you bitch. What else did you do for him? How many lovers have there been?"
He had her backed up against the kitchen sink and his face was flushed with anger. She had a feeling she knew why he was so angry. He kept coming back to the fact that she had never sucked his cock. She had kissed his cock a few times but she had never done more than that. It seemed like that was what hurt him most.
"I'll do you now," she whispered, as his fists balled up again. "I'll suck you right now if you want. I'll suck you off and swallow your cum if that's what you want."
He stopped. He had been about to hit her.
She was surprised at herself. She was surprised at the fact that she actually wanted to suck his cock. Already her body was throbbing.
"All right, bitch," he said. "Let's see what you've learned. Let's see if you're any fucking good at sucking cock!"
She was trembling. He stepped away and just stood there. She knew she was expected to do everything. Well, anything was better than having him beating her anymore. She went down on her knees in front of him. She moved forward until her lips touched the cock-bulge in his trousers. His body jerked.
"Don't hurt me anymore," she whispered. "I'll do anything you want. Anything. Just don't hurt me anymore!"
She moved her hands up the insides of his thighs and she found his zipper. She pulled it down. She slid her hand inside and found his hot cock bunched in his shorts. His shorts already felt a little wet from his dripping cum. She moved her hand up and down the length of his cock and he groaned. Her fingers slipped inside his shorts and she touched his bare cockflesh. She let her fingers trace the length of his prick again. Her thumb moved over his hard cockhead. She was trembling a little more as she caressed his cock.
"Make me feel good," he groaned. "Come on, bitch. Take my prick out and make me feel good!"
"I'll do anything you want," she whispered.
She took her hand out of his shorts. She quickly undid his belt and pulled his trousers down to his knees. She reached up and found the top of his shorts and she pulled them down. She was careful to get his shorts down over his prick without pulling at his cock. She wanted him to know only pleasure.
His cock was hard as rock as she took it in her fingers. She laced her fingers around his swollen prick and she started moving her hand up and down. A little of his cum appeared on the cocktip. She bent her head and licked it away.
"Oh, fucking shit, baby," he groaned. "That's fucking good!"
She wanted it to be more than good. She started using her tongue all around his cockhead. She opened her mouth and let her spit dribble down his cockhead. She started washing her spit around with her tongue. He put his hand on top of her head.
His hand was only for support. He didn't try to make her do anything. He seemed content to let her set her own pace. She started moving her tongue down the length of his fat cock. She moved her lips down to his balls and then back up again. She was washing his cock all over with her tongue.
Her tongue slithered down to his heavy balls once more. She started using her teeth gently on his balls. Nipping at his balls made him really hot. He put his other hand on top of her head and she could sense the tension going through his body.
"I never dreamed this would happen, bitch," he groaned. "My wife giving me a blow-job on the kitchen floor. Shit, that's good!"
She wanted it to be good for him. She was enjoying herself as she moved her tongue back up the soft underside of his cock. She moved her tongue back up to his cockhead. Once more she started darting her tongue into the tiny hole at the end of his prick and she was tasting his cum.
Her mouth opened and she sucked his hard cock inside her lips. She moved his swollen cockhead to one corner of her mouth. She held it there for a moment. Then she slowly started sucking his prick deep into her mouth. She wanted it all. She kept sucking until his fat cockhead was deep in her throat and his balls rested against her chin. She could tell he was surprised by how deep she had gotten his cock. She tasted more of his cum. She had her lips tightly clinging to his cock-flesh. She didn't want to move for a while. She only wanted to taste his cock.
"Oh shit, that's good," he groaned again. "Oh, fucking shit. I should have beat the shit out of you and made you do this years ago. Fuck, it feels good!"
She pulled her head back all the way. She let his cock drop out of her lips. She moved her face closer and started rubbing his cockhead all over her face. She enjoyed the feeling of his sticky cum clinging to her skin.
"Take it back in your mouth, bitch," he groaned. "Come on, baby. Suck on it some more!"
She took his prick back inside her mouth. She closed her lips tightly around his cock and she started moving her head down. In a few seconds she had taken all of his cock inside her mouth again. She brought her head back slowly and she kept using her tongue on his feverish cock-flesh.
His hands moved from her head down to her tits. She had dressed hurriedly that morning and she hadn't worn a bra. His fingers touched her already-aroused nipples. Her nipples pressed hard against her blouse. He moved his fingertips over them and made her gasp. She took his cock a little deeper into her mouth. She tightened her lips even tighter around his cock. She knew what he was feeling. She knew he had never gotten a blow-job like she was giving him. Her body was also burning with excitement. Her pussy was throbbing. She was getting really hot sucking her husband's cock.
"I've got to feel those tits naked," he groaned. "Shit, what a fucking set you have. You've always had nice tits."
He was undoing the buttons of her blouse. Her blouse came open and he cupped her tits with both hands. Her nipples felt hard and itchy against the rough palms of his hands. He squeezed her tits and it sent something like electricity through her.
She started bobbing her head faster. His hips were moving as he tried to fuck his prick even deeper into her throat with every stroke. She wanted him to come in her mouth. She had never been this turned on by her husband, and she wanted to prove it.
"You're sucking me good, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, your mouth feels fucking good!"
His cum was mixing with her spit and dripping out of the corners of her mouth to wet her chin. She knew she looked lewd but she didn't care. All she cared about was giving him a good blow-job. She was no longer scared that he would hurt her if she didn't. Now she simply wanted to please him.
His cock was getting slippery with her spit, throbbing inside her mouth. He was mouthfucking her a little faster and she didn't have to move her head very much. She just relaxed her head and took his prick as deep as he wanted. He moved his hands back up to the back of her head again. She could feel his cock pulsing and she was sure he was going to come in her mouth.
"You little cunt," he groaned. "I'm fucking your face. I'm treating you like the cunt you are-and I'm fucking your face!"
He gripped the back of her head tightly and he really started to fuck her between the lips. There was nothing gentle about him. He was fucking his prick into her mouth and almost choking her with each cock-thrust. She wouldn't complain even if he did choke her. She knew she would never be able to complain with him again.
"You're taking it all, bitch," he groaned. "You're taking every fucking inch of it!"
He was ramming his cock into her mouth all the way to his balls. She closed her eyes and concentrated on swallowing the cum that he was dripping into her mouth. She realized that he was going to be shooting even more of his cum load into her mouth very soon. She was going to have to swallow fast to keep from choking.
He surprised her. At the very last moment he stopped. He pulled his cock out of her mouth, and she was reluctant to let it go. He rubbed his cockhead against her face and she could feel even more of his jism sticking to her skin.
"I want your mouth," he said. "I'm going to come in your mouth before the day is done. But right now I'm going to have some of your fine pussy. You're going to bend over the kitchen table and I'm going to fuck you from behind like the bitch in heat you are."
It was a fantasy he had had for a long time and she had always refused him. He was always walking up behind and pushing his cock against her ass while she was cooking or something. She had refused him every time he suggested it. Now she knew she would never refuse him anything.
She gave his hard prick a few more licks and then she stood up. It didn't take her long to take her shorts off. He helped her take her panties off. She stepped out of them and he immediately put his hand between her legs. Two of his fingers fucked easily up into her cunt. He moved them around inside her wet pussy.
"You're hot, baby," he said. "I thought you might be hot. Your pussy is all slippery with juice. You want to fuck, don't you? You want a hard prick in your pussy!"
"Oh, yes," she moaned.
He kept moving his fingers in and out of her cunt and she realized that she was getting even hotter. She couldn't control the violent sensations going through her body. He fucked another finger up into her pussy and she couldn't keep herself from pushing back against his fingers. He took his fingers out of her cunt.
"The kitchen table, bitch," he said.
She watched him finish stripping. His cock had never looked so big before as he walked up behind her. She had to clear some of the dishes off the kitchen table. But then she wasted no time as she bent over and exposed her wet cunt to him.
"I want it," she moaned. "Give it to me. Give it to me hard!"
He reached around and grabbed her tits. He squeezed them hard enough to hurt as he moved forward until his prickhead was snug up against her pussy. He gave her no warning. He shoved his entire prick inside her cunt with one hard fuck-thrust. His swollen cockhead seemed to split her apart.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Oh, fucking yes!"
He was already turned on. He started fucking her savagely immediately. His hard fuck thrust made her entire body shake. It was good. It was as good a fuck as she'd gotten in a long time, even if it was her husband.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Give it to me hard. I like that. Give it to me hard like that!"
His prick was already big as he slammed it into her pussy. He seemed to be determined to fuck his prick as deep as he could. She was trembling every time he fucked into her. Her cunt juices were running down the insides of her thighs. She knew that he had turned her on in a way she hadn't been turned on before. She wasn't going to last long.
"Harder," she groaned. "Harder. You're going to make me come."
He was fucking her like an animal-and that was exactly what she had always wanted him to do. He was fucking her savagely and the pressure started to build up in her body. She tried to hold back, but there was no chance. She was just so hot.
"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh, fuck! It feels good.
Your cock feels so good. I'm going to come. Oh, fuuuuuck!"
Beverly came violently. Her body twisted around on the kitchen table in ways that she would have never dreamed of. She kept coming for what seemed like hours. She knew she soaked his cock with her pussy juices. He kept fucking his prick savagely into her wet cunt.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Oh, yes!"
Finally the last spasms went through her body and she relaxed. He fucked his prick into her pussy a few more times and then he pulled it out of her. She knew what he wanted without being asked. She turned around and went down on her knees again. She gulped his prick down and tasted his slimy cum and her own cunt juices as he started mouth-fucking her again.
"Swallow it, bitch," he groaned. "I want you to swallow it all. I want you to swallow every bit. Fucking swallow it, bitch. Oh, fucking shiiiit!"
He fucked deep into her mouth. His prick exploded in gushes of thick jism that filled her mouth. She couldn't possibly swallow it all but she kept trying. Her mouth kept working on his feverish prick-flesh until she had drained his balls dry and she had swallowed what seemed like a gallon of cum.
He made her lick his prick completely clean, and then he carefully dried his prick in strands of her silken hair. He seemed well satisfied when he was done with her.
"What are you going to do with me?" she asked. "I mean, are you going to file for a divorce?"
"I think not," Paul said. "But things are going to change around here. You're going to suck my cock when I want it and you're going to give me pussy when I want it. And I may just knock the shit out of you now and then if you don't make me happy."
"I'll make you happy," she promised.
"See that you do," he said.
Beverly kept nodding her head. She wanted to make Paul happy. She knew she could. He was her master now, and she would do anything to please him. Tad had lit the fire, and now her husband had flamed it. She was going to be the perfect wife for him from now on. In every way!
