Behind the outward serenity and closed doors of middle-class suburban homes, we find people tormented by the same problems that have afflicted men and women throughout the ages.
While Americans today are leading "the good life," enjoying material comforts unheard of in other countries, people may still find themselves in an emotional turmoil, reinforced by the increasing alienation of our lifestyle.
Edna Waters is a typical suburban housewife. She is surrounded by material comforts. Yet her boredom and her husband's increasing neglect lead her into acts which she never dreamed she was capable of. With each day she finds herself set more irretrievably upon a path from which there is no turning back.
HOT NIGHT HOUSEWIFE is a novel about this woman. A novel about the problems that may confront any woman when she makes the fateful decision to ignore society's prohibitions.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Edna Waters kicked off the bedcovers and used her fingertips to spread apart her black-haired cuntlips. She moaned softly as she felt the wetness of her womanly juice that glazed the sensitive pink pulp of her pussy slit. Her practiced fingers found the throbbing pearl of her clit, and her lusty groans of self-inflicted passion intensified as her nerves tingled with pleasure.
She blinked her deep-blue eyes up at the ceiling above her bed and pretended that her husband was toying with her juicy clit. She tried to imagine Clint's fingers stroking her clit and heating up her cunt for the nice, brutal drilling of his cock. Suddenly, she stiffened two fingers and fucked them straight and deep into the simmering folds of her pussy. She shrieked as she rotated her fingers in tight, circular motions against the juice-slickened walls of her cunt channel. She humped her shapely asscheeks up and down on the mattress as she started fucking her fingers in and out of her dripping cunt.
Edna finger-fucked herself with an increasing frenzy until her fingers were plunging in her sloshy-wet cunt hole, propelling her toward an ultimate explosion. She rushed toward the happy moment, bracing herself for the ecstatic release that would signal her climax-another morning ritual.
"Now! Oh, yes, now!" she whispered to the empty bedroom, playing out the fantasy that it was Clint on top of her, fucking her pussy with his huge prick and driving her toward a satisfying, violent orgasm. "Yes, yyyeesss, baby! I'm almost there! I'm about to come!"
She arched her spine and tensed her body just as spasms shuddered throughout her pussy and out to every nerve-ending in her body. She shouted a guttural groan of fuck-lust as his embedded fingers became engulfed in hot cunt cream. Her whole body started trembling and she bellowed another cry of joy as her climax erupted with a terrific force.
She slumped back down on the mattress, gasping for breath as the pleasing sensations of her fading orgasm echoed throughout her body. Her lusty groans soon became sighs as she regained her composure. She slipped her sticky wet fingers from her cunt and ordered herself off the bed.
No point dwelling on the humiliation of having to finger-fuck herself to pleasure again, she told herself as she padded across the bedroom to the adjoining bathroom. She had just completed what had become a daily happening, and she was determined to no longer feel guilty about it.
As Edna stood under the stinging spray of the shower, she reflected back on her one-year marriage to Clint Waters. It was true that she still loved her husband. From the first time they had met, she had fallen hopelessly in love with him. He was decidedly masculine in every way, and just thinking about his blond good looks and athletic body sent shivers up and down her spine and caused her pussy to throb and convulse.
After a year of marriage, her pussy would still dampen whenever her gaze lingered on him.
Clint wasn't rich, but he made a comfortable living installing heating and air conditioning systems in commercial buildings. Certainly, Edna reminded herself, he offered her as much security as any other twenty-year-old woman she knew. But the negative side to his work was that frequently he worked in the city such long hours that it was practical for him to stay with the crew at downtown hotels for days at a time-instead of returning home every night to the suburbs and to her.
The passion of their courtship and of the first few months of their marriage seemed like a distant dream. But Edna kept telling herself to be patient. Things would be better when winter came and his work slowed. Meantime, she couldn't shake the loneliness and boredom of her suburban life. And, of course, there was her constant horniness to contend with.
Edna turned off the shower water and stepped from the stall. She wrapped a towel around her luscious body and strolled from the bathroom as she continued to contemplate her marriage and her feelings. She couldn't deny that Clint's passion for her had dwindled steadily over the months.
Do I come on too strong? she asked herself. Am I too demanding on those weekends when he finally comes home?
Her time lately had been spent reading the women's magazines and watching endless television talk shows that offered such explanations, through the blizzard of information and theories, Edna found herself more baffled and confused. She sensed the only real way to solve the problem was to confront Clint and discuss it with him. Yet, she didn't want to cast any shadows on the precious short time they spent together. Instead, she had tried to make his weekends at home as comfortable and free from pressure as possible.
But lately that ploy hadn't worked; at least not for her.
Last weekend, for instance, she had practically raped him! She had finally managed to interest him enough to at least fuck her. But his performance had been lackluster and mechanical.
And, most frustrating of all, Cline was endowed with the biggest cock she had ever seen. All of that cockmeat was going to waste, and Edna couldn't stop feeling that she was being cheated.
She wandered into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. She sat at the dinette and carelessly allowed the towel draping her body to fall away as she mused over her concerns. She flipped her fingertips through her still-damp black curls and wondered if Clint had another woman on the side. That would certainly explain the tailing off of his sexual appetite at home. Anger flared inside her, but she quickly sought to block the upsetting thoughts. What reason would he have to cheat on her? After all, she had a knock-out body with big, ripe tits that all men drooled over. Her shapely legs were long and curvy and blended sensually into curvaceous hips and a round, firm ass that never failed to get the attention of most men on the street or in stores.
No, she decided. Another woman probably wasn't the problem. Why would Clint settle for hamburger when he had steak at home? Rare, hot steak at that!
The ringing of the doorbell jolted Edna from her musings. She stepped quickly to the front door, carefully rewrapping the towel tightly around her body. She opened the door a few inches and peeked out.
"Just get up?" Georgia Dryer said with a smile.
"Not hardly. Come in, Georgia," Edna said, ushering in her next-door neighbor. "I was going to call you later. I'm going nuts just staring at these four walls."
The two women walked into the kitchen, where Edna poured her neighbor some coffee. They settled around the dinette and Edna admired Georgia's sexy long blonde hair, her radiant features and her voluptuous figure packed provocatively into a tight yellow jogging suit.
Georgia was in her thirties, a widow and mother of a teenaged son. Her husband had left her the house next door and some insurance money. To get by, Georgia worked part time at a dress shop in the neighborhood mall. Edna had instantly liked the blonde and had begun thinking of her as an older sister. She felt comfortable enough with the older woman to discuss anything, and confident enough to seek good advice.
"Something is bugging you, Edna," Georgia said after the woman had chatted for several minutes. "What is it, honey? Maybe I can help."
Edna hesitated only briefly before plunging right in and admitting her problem to the older woman. "I'm horny, Georgia," she said with a sigh. "I'm like a bitch in heat. I'm about to go wild for some good old-fashioned fucking."
She had blurted the words, saying them quickly before she could change her mind or let embarrassment stall her. With the truth finally out in the open, Edna blushed a deep red, and she hurriedly grabbed her coffee cup.
The older woman reacted in a way that startled Edna. Georgia suddenly threw her head back and laughed uproariously.
"And that's your big problem?" the blonde scoffed. "You're putting me on! With that handsome hunk of a husband you've got, are you telling me you can't get enough cock?"
Edna's blush intensified and she sadly nodded. "Believe anything you like, but I just told you what was bugging me. So laugh it up, Georgia!"
"Oh, honey, hold it," the blonde said quickly, her laughter dying as she reached across the table to touch Edna's hands. "I'm not making fun. It can be a terrible problem. It's just that I never imagined Clint not giving your little pussy more than it can handle. Know what I mean?"
"Strange, but true," Edna said, bracing herself for the blonde's next reaction.
"Well, damn, that's a shocker. He doesn't fuck you?"
"He'll go through the motions. Sometimes," she admitted, looking down into her coffee cup, avoiding her neighbor's eyes. "I don't think I turn him on anymore."
"Oh, honey! Now, that's total bullshit!" Georgia said with a humorless laugh. "You're a doll. Don't kid yourself. You've got looks that give dead men hard-ons."
"Maybe dead men," Edna said. "But what about my husband?"
"Hey, don't expect me to crawl inside his big, beautiful head. Let's take care of your problem first. Tackling his can come later."
"What do you mean?" Edna asked.
"Listen, honey, I know all about being lonely. When Hank died two years ago, I thought I'd go out of my skull missing him. After about six months, not getting fucked regularly really got to me. My pussy used to ache for a big, stiff prick. Hell, it got so bad that I went out one day and picked up the first dude wearing a clean shirt I spotted in a drug store. We went to a motel out on the highway and before I finished with him, he probably became a raving fag. I was a real tiger, dying for cock, and I gave the poor guy no rest." Georgia laughed throatily, remembering. "But, shit, that's another story. What we have to do is ease your pain."
"My pain?"
"Yeah. You know, that burning in your pussy that's making you crave cock? We'll cure that right away."
"How?"
"You ask too many questions for a lady in need. Just trust me."
Edna found herself being led down her own hallway toward the master bedroom. Fear and excitement rushed through her. What was happening? She was almost too afraid to ask herself the question. Guessing the answer was impossible.
"Just relax," Georgia said, directing Edna into the bedroom. "There's no reason to be tense. It's just us girls."
Edna was embarrassed by her unmade bed. Could Georgia whiff the odor of pussy juice on the rumpled sheets? Did this experienced, older woman instantly know Edna had been masturbating? Edna shivered nervously as the questions zipped through her mind. And in the next second, Edna had to gasp as the blonde leisurely unknotted the towel covering Edna's body and let it fall to her ankles.
"Wow! Just as I thought," Georgia whispered. "You are one built lady. I think your tits are bigger than mine, and nobody has mistaken me for a boy since I was twelve."
Edna giggled uneasily but couldn't stop the spreading of her embarrassment. The older woman's eyes lingered over her fleshy curves, and Edna fought the urge to cover herself with her hands. Why should she be ashamed of her body? Georgia, after all, had complimented her on body, and that was nice. Besides, why be embarrassed in the presence of another woman?
With her mental rationalizing, Edna's initial discomfort at standing naked in front of the older woman gradually eroded. Then, strangely, the brunette felt a stirring of sensations nipping at her nerves. The hot gaze Georgia was showering on her was making Edna respond. An erotic throbbing started deep inside her pussy, and she felt her nipples harden. Edna couldn't stop herself from responding to the blonde's obvious favorable appreciation of the sight. The growing arousal continued to tingle her senses, and the lusty brunette found herself proudly displaying her nudity for the blonde's appraisal.
"You should be proud of yourself and of your body," Georgia breathed, her eyes widening in the spectacle of the curvaceous young brunette standing before her. "Hell, honey, sometimes it takes another woman to fully appreciate feminine beauty."
Before Edna could react, the blonde had stepped forward and reached to touch her tits. Georgia's fingers caressed the rubbery nipples, making them stiffen even more and causing the brunette to suddenly gasp.
"Georgia ... I've never ... done anything like this," Edna sighed.
The blonde smiled without taking her eyes off the brunette's luscious tits.
"Don't worry, honey," she whispered. "There's a first time for everything." She moved a little closer, letting her fingertips torment the hardened nipples and huge, round areolas. "And the first time is usually the best time of all."
CHAPTER TWO
The blonde feathered her fingertips over the brunette's nipples and, little by little, Edna's full tits rose and fell with her gasping breath. The caressing, gentle massaging made Edna shiver even as her tits tingled.
Edna's fears rushed back into her mind. Georgia's touch was exciting her, thrilling her to dizzying heights. The gentle hands were so soft and sure, the touch so light and delicate, a marked contrast to Clint's gruff, abrupt handling. A chilling sense of dread knifed through her mind, causing her a brief worry that she was not only a horny slut, but a lesbo slut to boot! Then, as quickly as the horrifying thought occurred, it vanished, swept away by the flood of ecstasy that swam vigorously from the pit of her hot cunt channel all the way out to the nerve endings in her fingers and toes. She suddenly wished Georgia would stop teasing her and get on with whatever dykes did to each other.
"Mmmm, you really get hot fast, honey," Georgia whispered with a smile. "Just like me." The blonde's voice was thickening with desire as she let her hands drop from Edna's tits and glide downward toward the younger woman's glistening black thatch of curly pussy hair. "That's a great sign. It means we can have lots of wonderful times together."
Edna groaned as the older woman's fingertips laced through the top of her cunt nest. Georgia leaned forward until her wet, hot mouth plastered hard against Edna's full lips. Edna swooned with the renewed gush of pleasure that erupted just as she tasted the other woman's mouth on hers. She let her own lips soften and mold to Georgia's. She tasted the sweetness, the warmth of the older woman's mouth and immediately felt breathless. Her nostrils flared, and she needed no urging to part her lips and accept Georgia's hot, inquisitive tongue.
Edna moaned with ecstasy. Her tits felt as if the nipples would burst. Her guts constricted with a fierce urgency.
She tore her mouth free and sucked air into her lungs. Her mind was no longer dulled, but somehow it didn't matter. She knew exactly what she was doing. She could see it all with cold clarity. There was no room for guilt or shock or even surprise. Her senses were urging her on to experience the strange delights that awaited her in the arms of this fabulous blonde woman. Her cunt had been sparked by the deep throated kiss, and there was no stopping her feelings now.
She pushed away from Georgia just enough to start tearing at the blonde's jogging suit, anxious to see her naked. She craved seeing the luscious sight of the older woman's huge, full tits and long, tapered legs. Georgia's breathing came in rapid gasps as she assisted Edna in stripping off the jogging suit. In a few seconds, Georgia was standing in front of Edna totally nude.
Edna wasted no time fondling the blonde's lovely, large tits and toying with her pointy, jutting nipples. She had never touched another woman so intimately before, and the experience was creating delightful sensations throughout Edna's body.
Georgia suddenly ducked her head and placed her warm wet mouth on Edna's left nipple, tightening her lips on it and sucking hungrily. It was impossible for Edna to hold back a deep sigh of pleasure. It felt so good, so very good! She couldn't remember ever getting this hot so fast. She panted and savored the sensations flowing through her body.
"You're catching on, honey," Georgia whispered, blowing hot breath. "We don't have to be in such a hurry. Let's get comfortable."
Georgia led the younger woman to the bed. Edna moaned passionately as she stretched across the bed. She gazed up at the blonde's body, and swooned when her sexy neighbor joined her.
The women nestled together, their warm, super-charged flesh meeting. Edna groaned as the older woman instantly began moving her hand downward, sliding her fingers over the velvety skin of her tense belly. Edna's groan deepened and she instinctively brought her legs together as she felt the insistent hand creep through the silken black hair that covered her pussy.
The blonde stifled her own moans of pleasure by returning her mouth to Edna's ripe tits. She sucked gently on a firm tit globe then tongue whipped the younger woman's sensitive, erect nipple. She nibbled the tender tit tip playfully, teasingly, before returning to a hungry sucking action. All the while, she rubbed her fingers boldly through Edna's glistening pussy patch, tracing a scorching path through the curly forest.
As spontaneously as she had brought her thighs together, Edna parted them again. She felt Georgia's hand rake through her cuntal patch and brush softly over her throbbing, wet pussy lips. Edna gave a groan of surprised excitement as the older woman suddenly plunged a rigid finger into her fuck-hole.
Edna lifted herself, arching her back in answer to the wave of liquid pleasure that was washing through her nerves. The panting young woman hung there for a long moment, paralyzed by the beautiful sensations of complete sexual arousal that the older woman's finger brought her as she moved it in ever-widening circles, stretching the cuntal opening wider and wider until she was able to wedge a second finger up into the smoldering fuck-hole.
Edna finally dropped back onto the mattress and squirmed uncontrollably. The wet mouth on her tit and the fingers in her cunt were going to make her come! It wouldn't take long now, she knew.
Georgia pulled her mouth off the younger woman's tit and found her lips. She pressed her mouth against Edna's lips and darted her serpent-like tongue straight into the brunette's mouth while continuing to fuck her fingers vigorously in and out of Edna's seething pussy.
Edna began to twist and turn more violently with the raging sensations gyrating her nerves. She had never been so turned on in her life!
Then, Georgia pulled back, her mouth hovering just above Edna's, so close that Edna could feel the blonde's panting breath.
"You're something special, honey," Georgia purred. "Such a sweet little package. I'm going to show you what it's like with another woman. You're going to see how good it can be with a lover who knows what you need and how to do it!"
Georgia ducked her head and planted a wet kiss on Edna's neck. Then she continued downward, stopping momentarily over Edna's huge tits before traveling on toward the brunette's flat belly.
Edna felt another streak of panic mingle with the ecstasy shooting through her. There was no doubt what Georgia was about to do, and Edna's instant worry was that she would like it too much.
Oh God, I don't want to turn into a dyke, she thought while her body yielded to the delicious, feathery kisses and tongue-strokes reaching toward her juicy pussy. After this, would a man ever be able to thrill me? Will this ruin me? Her mind formed the questions, but it didn't stop the wonderful sensations from intensifying.
A terrible weakness seemed to smother Edna as the older woman's kisses pelted her bellybutton. She swooned as she felt Georgia's hot breath on her shivering pussy. Then, with a cruel tease, the older woman deftly skipped over Edna's cunt and kissed along the satiny insides of her thighs. Instinctively, Edna opened her thighs wider, enough for Georgia to get her blonde head between them.
Edna lay there on her back, helplessly surrendering to the delights the older woman was giving, and just as excited by the sensual sight of Georgia's head wedged between her spread thighs.
She shrieked out in utter joy at the first touch of Georgia's tongue over the partly open moist outer lips of her cunt. The shriek became a guttural scream of ecstasy as the older woman's tongue slashed from Edna's asshole all the way forward to the throbbing clit standing stiffly near the top of her hairy cunt slit. Georgia's tongue touched the sensitive clit, then lapped at it with soft slaps. She closed her lips around the spasming little bud and massaged it with tender sucks as Edna bellowed out in pure lust.
Georgia finally moved her tongue down the insides of Edna's spreading, pink-lined pussylips and darted it in and out of her cunt hole. The older woman plunged her tongue several times into Edna's convulsing fuck-hole, then returned her concentration to the younger woman's clit and upper pussylips, lapping and washing them with her saliva.
Edna was panting, moaning, twitching her ass around on the mattress, hanging onto the back of Georgia's head with both hands, pressing the blonde's face harder against her burning cunt. Ecstasy flooded her senses as she started coming with a terrific force. Her cuntal juices gurgled out of the depths of her cunt canal and wet the blonde's face. "Ooohhh, God, I'm coming! I'm coming so hard!" Edna cried out in wild abandon, thrilling to the way the blonde was expertly eating her pussy. "Goddamn, I'm going to faint!"
She was thrusting her pussy up against the blonde's mouth and her legs quivered and chills ran along her spine as a volcano erupted inside her.
Her twitching pussy shuddered in unending spasms as one orgasm ended just as another began. Her cunt juice flowed like pent-up water bursting through a damn and her nerve-endings seemed to smolder as desire flamed throughout her body.
With a supreme effort, Edna mustered every ounce of strength inside her quaking body and pushed the blonde's head from between her thighs. Then she lay back, gasping for breath, feeling the frightening, delightful echoes of her orgasms finally fading over her senses. It was impossible for her to even think until her violent, joyous climaxes ended.
"Feel better, honey?" Georgia asked softly as she moved up and kissed Edna's mouth, the cream from Edna's pussy still on her lush lips. "Was it as sweet for you as it tasted for me? Tell me, honey. Tell me how much you loved it."
Edna was too weak to answer. Her mind was in turmoil even as her body tingled in the pleasant afterglow of released lust. But there was no doubt that she had loved it. Her mind swirled as she gazed at the blonde's conical tits that hung directly above her face, inviting and beautiful. For Edna, all of this was as confusing as it was exciting. Never before had she been so turned on by another woman's naked body.
I guess I'm really queer, she told herself with a sigh of acceptance.
Her pussy still smoldered from the tonguing the blonde had performed. The multiple orgasms were still a sweet memory to her nerves, and her clit was still throbbing.
What would Clint think if he saw her now? Oh, God! The question branded her brain and chilled her guts. She could only imagine his horror if he happened to walk in and see her stretched naked across the bed and another naked woman hovering, perhaps ready to eat more pussy. There could be, she knew, no explanation except the truth. And what truth would she offer? She wasn't sure. Edna only knew that the older woman had unleashed a pent-up sexual hunger, and that the glorious sensations had been a fabulous reward.
Georgia interrupted her dreamy trance by ducking down and kissing Edna's mouth again.
The blonde's big tits brushed against the brunette's chest, and Edna felt a sudden searing pleasure.
Instinctively, Edna wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck and pulled the older woman down on top of her. She returned Georgia's sensuous kiss by darting her stiffened tongue into Georgia's mouth. She thrilled as she tasted her own cunt juice.
The thoughts of doubt and worry evaporated as renewed thoughts of lust and need overwhelmed her. Edna ran her hands over the blonde's back, feeling the satiny flesh. Her hands curved over the swell of the older woman's hips and ass, and Edna loved the responsive purr and shiver from the blonde.
Their tongues tangled as their passion mounted. Their hands roamed freely, exploring and caressing. And Edna let her troubling doubts and guilts give way to the raw pleasure swelling inside her. Her pussy convulsed. Her clit twitched. Her tits throbbed. And the intense heat of her desire flamed.
For the moment, only her hungry fuck-lust preoccupied her. Nothing else mattered.
CHAPTER THREE
Edna tongue-fucked Georgia's mouth for long seconds as the blonde started squirming and groaning on top of her. Finally, the blonde pulled her mouth away from Edna's darting tongue and moved up.
Georgia's big tits were again dangling above the brunette's face. Edna gazed up at them, mesmerized by the luscious view. She felt a now familiar warmth spring through her body. Just the alluring sight of the blonde's shapely tits was beginning to excite her, and she had to give in to the sudden impulse to suck them into her mouth.
Georgia eagerly accommodated the young woman by dragging her nipples over Edna's open mouth. She rubbed the nipples across Edna's lips, teasing her with them while moaning soft, whimpering sighs. Then, at last, the blonde fed one of her tits to the younger woman.
Edna snatched the stiff nipple with her teeth, making the blonde squeal. She chewed firmly on Georgia's tit, taking more and more of it inside, her hot mouth.
The blonde went wild. She wiggled and squirmed while panting with the sounds of pleasure as Edna's mouth churned on the captured tit. Then Edna switched to Georgia's other tit and repeated her hungry sucking and tonguing.
As the blonde's cries of joy intensified, she abruptly pulled herself up farther, freeing her tit from the brunette's sucking lips. Before Edna could comprehend what was happening, the blonde had straddled her face and positioned her pussy just above Edna's mouth.
Edna choked back a surprised gasp as she stared up at the slick pussy hovering above her face. Worry stabbed her mind again with flashes of guilt. There was no turning back now, she realized. She was getting into heavy lesbo stuff. And she already knew she was going to love it.
The warmth of the blonde's inner thighs against Edna's cheeks seemed to calm the brunette's panic. She blinked at the close-up view of the blonde's cunt. She had never so closely examined another woman's cunt, and the size of Georgia's pussy amazed her. Her pussy was slippery wet and -rimmed with thick, coarse blonde hair. She was clean and her cunt smelled fresh, the fragrance strangely provocative.
A strong wave of eager excitement raced through Edna. Her timidity was quickly evaporating, and she began to moan softly as she saw Georgia's pussy coming closer and closer. Edna thrilled as she witnessed the older woman's pussylips stretching wide.
Slowly, Edna raised her head to meet the descending cunt, pursing her lips and pressing them into the warm wet bog to kiss the heart of the blonde's pussy. The sweetness of the unique flavoring, blending with the intimate musk, presented a scent and a taste that was intoxicating. Edna closed her eyes and just let her senses drift away. The damp blonde hair of Georgia's cunt tickled Edna's lips as she darted her tongue straight into the older woman's juicy fuck-hole. The delicate pussy folds parted easily, providing the invading tongue easy passage into the simmering depths. Cuntal folds parted for Edna's driving, slithering tongue as she greedily lapped the clinging juices and slurped them down.
Georgia's muffled, guttural moans from above spurred Edna on as she fucked her tongue deeper and deeper into the syrupy cunt slit. Edna heard the blonde yelp with pleasure as her slick-glazed clit nudged against her nose, sparking more passion.
Edna drank in the sweet pussy nectar and boldly fucked her tongue as far as possible into Georgia's cunt. She felt the blonde's fingers tighten on her scalp as Georgia began humping gently against her face.
Sensations swept over Edna as she found herself practically drowning under the pressing womanly blanket. But she didn't waste time trying to figure out the strangely erotic sensations she was experiencing. She was too busy tonguefucking the blonde-haired pussy and drinking the luscious, tangy cunt juices.
"Aaahhh, yyeeaahhh!" Georgie groaned with a harsh whisper. "Yyyeesss, you're learning fast, honey! You eat cunt like a pro!"
It was difficult for Edna to hear the blonde's praise, since the older woman's thighs were tightly clamped around her ears. But it didn't matter. Edna was consumed with the job of kissing and sucking Georgia's throbbing, thoroughly inundated cunt. She nibbled and licked and fucked her tongue in and out of the woman's soupy pussy, eager to return all the pleasure the older woman had given to her.
She didn't even notice when the older woman slowly started turning around until she discovered that her nose was somehow now probing the dark regions of Georgia's asshole.
She tried to gasp, but the blonde's pussy remained plastered against her mouth, muting any sound. Edna reached up and gripped Georgia's firm, round asscheeks in a vain attempt to lift the blonde off her face. She succeeded only in spreading apart Georgia's asscheeks, further exposing her asshole.
At that moment, Georgia leaned forward, stretching herself across Edna's tits and stomach until her face was inching down onto the brunette's cunt. Propelled by perverse instinct, Edna used this opportunity to boldly fuck her tongue into the offered shitter.
Georgia gave a husky squeal of pure passion as she buried her face into Edna's cunt and lashed her tongue through the curly black hairs covering the younger woman's pussylips. Fresh horrors tried to streak through Edna's mind. But she quickly shut them out as she fucked her tongue in and out of the blonde's tight asshole.
Georgia's lusty squeals grew into throaty cries as a stream of her sweet pussy nectar dripped from her quivering cuntlips and splashed onto Edna's chin. She pried apart the younger woman's hairy pussylips with shaking fingertips and snaked her hungry tongue hard into the seething, pink folds of Edna's cunt.
The tart taste of Georgia's ass seemed to drive Edna into a frenzy of tongue-fucking as she slammed her tongue in and out of the woman's asshole.
She felt the fluid of Georgia's orgasms suddenly coating her face, but still she drove her tongue in and out of the blonde's shitter. Georgia's expert tongue was performing magical wonders on Edna's cunt, and she wasn't eager for the older woman to stop. A new fear gripped Edna as her senses jangled with vibrating ecstasy. She worried that if she stopped tonguefucking the blonde's ass, Georgia might stop the marvelous licking and sucking she was doing to Edna's cunt.
Edna let out a scream of pleasure that got lost against the blonde's shapely asscheeks just as Georgia's tongue-tip flicked over Edna's quivering clit. The hard little pearl tingled with delight against the attack of Georgia's tongue, and Edna could no longer suppress her continual cries of joy. She fought to maintain the stroking motions of her tongue in and out of Georgia's asshole, but it soon became an impossible task. The sensations flooding her own senses made such concentration unthinkable as she swooned.
She was on the verge of another fierce orgasm and responded by humping her pelvis up wildly, thrusting her quaking pussy hard into the blonde's face. Georgia reacted by fucking her stiffened tongue even harder into Edna's fluid drenched pussy and bouncing her ass lightly up and down on the brunette's face.
Both women cried out with squeals of lusty glee as their cunts convulsed in trembling climaxes.
Eventually, Georgia slumped atop Edna and toppled off, gasping for breath inside the younger woman. Edna continued to groan passionately, savoring the delicious rewards of yet another gratifying orgasm.
"Mmmm, you are one horny little bitch," Georgia whispered between chuckles as she reached out and lazily scratched fingernails over Edna's jutting tits. "Feel better?"
Edna nodded and flashed a weak grin. "Now I'm worried that I'm queer," she admitted. "I enjoyed everything so much, Georgia. I just can't believe I'll ever be normal again. You know, that I'll enjoy a man's cock and all."
Georgia threw back her head and laughed. "Afraid I've turned you into a raving lesbo? Is that it?"
"Well, it's bugging me," Edna said. "Is that crazy?"
"Totally nuts, honey," the older woman said soothingly. "You've got nothing to worry about. Believe me. I'll even prove it to you."
Before Edna could speak, her neighbor was reaching for the bedside phone.
"What are you doing?" Edna whispered, feeling a fresh surge of panic.
"Take it easy," Georgia said with a wink and a smirk. "I'm betting a hard cock will still thrill you."
Georgia reached over and gently tweaked one of Edna's nipples as she cradled the receiver in her free hand.
"Davey?" she said suddenly into the phone. "Come next door, darling. Mother has a little treat for you. Mrs. Dryer would like to get better acquainted with you."
Shock gripped Edna. Her mouth gaped and her eyes widened. Surely Georgia was playing some wild joke. Surely she wasn't summoning her teenaged son for stud duty. Surely not!
Edna forced herself to recover and tried to appear casual. At the same time, she sensed this wasn't a joke or a wild fantasy. Georgia was acting too calm, and the smug smile on the blonde's face seemed to bear that out. Additionally, Edna couldn't ignore the tingling pulse quickening inside her pussy. She wasn't ready to fully admit it even to herself, but she had eyed the boy more than once, especially lately, with more than casual notice.
He was a good-looking boy at that special age teetering between childhood innocence and virile manhood.
Edna rationalized that the boy's own mother was arranging the sexy meeting, and that would free her from guilt or responsibility. The more Edna thought about the lewd scheme, the more excited she became. Suddenly, the prospect of having fun with a hard, teenaged cock warmed her pussy. The notion was making her instantly horny.
The blonde snuggled against Edna, embracing her. She nibbled at Edna's tits, pecking at her nipples with lips and teeth.
"You'll soon be convinced that a little girl play won't make you a lesbo," Georgia murmured around the morsels of tit flesh.
The doorbell sounded like an alarm, but Georgia calmed the brunette with a smile and a gentle pat. The blonde whispered that she would answer the door and escort her son to the bedroom.
Edna lay passively with closed eyes, consumed by the pulsing anticipation spreading through her. This wanton activity facing her jangled her nerves and left her somewhere between exhaustion and limp surrender.
She heard muffled footsteps approach on the carpet, but kept her eyes shut. With her nakedness on raunchy view, the sexy brunette seemed trapped between embarrassment and seductive power. She almost felt hot eyes raking over her luscious body. A tiny groan escaped her throat as she heard the unmistakable sound of a pants fly unzipping.
The bed swayed and Edna felt Georgia's warm, naked presence. Edna turned her head and blinked open her eyes at last, careful to avoid looking in the direction of the boy. She glimpsed the blonde's smiling face, instead.
"I have a handsome son, don't you think?" the blonde whispered, coaxing Edna to view the teenager stripping at the foot of the bed.
Edna tentatively followed the blonde's gaze. Suddenly her heart leaped, matching the instant twitches inside her cunt. Before her was a well built young stud with curly brown hair, broad shoulders, a muscle-ridged belly and a thick, pulsing prick throbbing out from a gnarled thatch of wispy brown cock hair.
"Hello, Mrs. Waters," the boy said, a sly grin spreading his lips. "Like what you see?"
She nodded with wide eyes as she watched the boy stroke his prick. He crawled onto the bed and knee-walked toward Edna while aiming his cockhead right at her. Georgia chuckled and reached over to fondle the brunette's tits.
"I bet you aren't feeling much like a lez now," Georgia snickered. "My Davey seems to be bringing the color back to your cheeks."
Edna didn't have time to respond. The boy was already thrusting his cockhead against her mouth, and the brunette had little alternative but to accommodate him.
She flicked her tongue out over his pisser and tasted him. She shivered with delight and started lapping at his fuck-knob with her tongue. She lathered the smooth cockhead with her spit and reached out to cup his meaty balls. She squeezed tenderly, then bounced his balls delicately off her palms just as she opened her mouth wide and sucked his entire fuck-knob into her hot mouth.
"Hey, you're having all the fun, Davey," his mother said. "Let her turn over and eat my pussy. She gives terrific head."
The teenager's eyes widened with excitement as he pulled back.
Meanwhile, Edna was dazed by the rapid turn of events. Things were happening so fast, and she was being bombarded by sensations like never before. She found herself being passed between mother and son for lewd purposes, but she didn't mind. She had never been so aroused.
"Don't worry, honey," Georgia said to Edna with a patient smile as she guided the brunette's face down to her pussy. "Davey will take care of you while you're taking care of me."
Edna rolled over and rested on her knees and elbows. The blonde sat up on the bed, bracing her head and shoulders against the headboard and spreading her legs. Quickly, eagerly, Edna lowered her face to the blonde's cunt muff and began kissing and licking her pussy.
Edna became so intent on her pussy-eating that she was only vaguely aware of Davey caressing her hips and upturned ass. It wasn't until she felt her asscheeks being spread that she realized the horny teenager wasn't going to be an idle spectator to the wanton action happening between the two women.
Suddenly, Edna shivered and gasped in surprise. The boy's hot breath bathed her bare ass. Then she had to squeal as his tongue lapped at her pussy from behind. Instantly, his tongue swiped upward through her ass crack, sending tremors of pure sensation up and down her spine. Instinctively, Edna tried to pull her face away from Georgia's pussy, but the blonde quickly clamped her thighs together, pinning the brunette in place. At the same time, Davey kept her in position with his strong hands holding her ass up in the air.
Edna shuddered and jolted involuntarily just as the shocking sensations gripped her. The boy's tongue sliced through her ass crease once again, but this time he lingered at her asshole. He concentrated his tonguing on the hard, taut bump of her asshole, and Edna bucked back and forth in a frenzy, her squeals muffled by Georgia's soupy cunt.
The unique thrill coupled with the very lewdness of his action caused Edna to shriek as wild shudders jarred her senses. And still the boy's tongue impaled her asshole deeper than she imagined possible. She felt the dribble of his warm saliva inside her ass along with the incredible ecstasy of his tongue penetrating her tight, buttery shit chute.
Then, as suddenly as the action had begun, it stopped. Dazed, confused and bewildered, Edna stopped tongue-fucking Georgia's pussy.
She was still wondering what to expect next when she felt the boy's cockhead pushed against her puckered asshole.
Her instinctive scream was choked off by Georgia's pussy, and Edna could do nothing to escape the plunging prick that was now slicing into her snug shitter.
She let out another scream, which died abruptly against Georgia's cuntlips, and she tried to pull away from the boy's driving cock. She succeeded only in pushing her face harder into Georgia's cunt. Besides, it was far too late to struggle. Davey's hard prick was sinking deeper and deeper into her tight asshole.
At least the boy wasn't oversized, she told herself, finally making herself relax. She fought to adjust to having a cock in her ass, then made one last futile attempt to free herself by shaking her ass violently. It did no good.
Edna went limp when the teenager began to pump against her, fucking faster and faster even as Georgia bucked her pelvis, banging her pussy into Edna's face. Scorching pain melted into a trembling pleasure, and her senses seemed to be playing a cruel trick on her as the invasion of her shitter became a delight.
With her painful grunts turning into groans of joy, she started tonguing the blonde's pussy more feverishly. Within seconds, she tasted the fresh flow of Georgia's slick juices and experienced the vibrations of the other woman's orgasm. She kept sucking and chewing, poking at the blonde's fuck-hole with her tongue until the older woman howled and went limp.
Just as quickly, Edna became aware of a blinding, building pressure in her own pussy. Finally, at the very height of her rapture, her brain seethed and her body lurched and every nerve in her body trembled and shuddered.
It was at that moment that Davey blasted his hot cum-load into her shitter, flooding her ass guts, his jism flowing out of her asshole at both sides of his fucking prick to drip down the insides of her spread thighs.
So violent was the explosion of his cum inside her asshole that it triggered her own eruption inside her pussy. Hot cunt cream gushed from her pussy and she squealed as the sensations rocked her.
Edna lost all sense of time and reality. Her body and mind were numbed from the pleasant exhaustion. But finally she blinked her eyes open and rolled over onto her back.
It was then that she spotted the leering teenager holding his hard cock in both hands, stroking up and down the vein-ribbed cockshaft.
"Ain't he something?" Georgia said with a lewd giggle. "He practices on me all the time."
CHAPTER FOUR
A day later, Edna was still shocked by Georgia's statement concerning her and her son. At least, Edna told herself, she was still capable of being shocked. After the marathon lesbo activity Georgia had introduced her to the day before, she was almost glad some things sexual still floored her.
Georgia and her own son, Edna kept saying to herself incredulously. Eventually, the shock wore thin and was replaced by a stirring, forbidden arousal. There was something so lewd and wanton about incest that Edna couldn't get it out of her mind. She kept picturing what must go on next door, fantasizing about it, and her imagination carried her lust to startling levels. She imagined herself being subjected to all sorts of wild things, and the horny young brunette felt her pussy convulse.
As she lay in bed with the morning sunshine streaming in through the lacy curtains, she snuggled beneath the covers and decided to meet any guilt feelings head-on. She contemplated the notion that she might be a closet lesbo in addition to being the third point in a strange incestuous triangle. But her attention to such serious, troubling matters soon gave way to a mental review of the lewd events of yesterday. She relived the hot moments in great detail and discovered that the vivid memories were steaming her up.
Almost without thinking, she slipped her fingers down to her juicy cuntlips and started stroking her quivering clit. Her mind filled with images of Davey and his young, hard cock. She started squirming her ass against the mattress. An involuntary shudder quaked through her crotch as she recalled the way the boy had hungrily tongued her asshole before fucking his prick into it.
Abruptly, she stopped herself and jerked her hands away from her hot pussy.
This is crazy, she told herself. Every opening of my body is sore as hell, and here I am fingerfucking myself again! Shit, I'm no lesbo! I'm a fucking nympho!
She threw back the bedcovers and jumped out of bed. She dressed in tight white shorts and a snug-fitting blue cotton pullover that showed off her huge, shapely tits.
She made herself get busy with housecleaning chores just to take her mind off the sexy thoughts and the maddening pulsations throbbing through her pussy.
It was almost noon before she ran out of excuses to do what she had really been planning since awakening. She strolled out of the house and pretended to study the flower beds lining the front walk while actually glancing next door. Georgia's car wasn't in the driveway, and a surge of excitement zipped through the young brunette.
With her heart hammering, she hurried across the lawn before she could change her mind. She rang the bell next door and waited impatiently, nervously.
The boy probably isn't even home, she thought as she rang the bell again.
She started to back off the porch when she heard footsteps approaching the door from inside. Her pulse pounded at an alarming rate as the door suddenly opened and the teenager stood there squinting at her with a slow, leering smile. Immediately, her mind replayed the image of that same smile yesterday when he leisurely jacked himself off on her bed.
"Hello, Davey," she said softly, mad at herself for the hot blush that instantly colored her cheeks. "Is your mother home?"
The boy's eyes locked on her jutting tits. He shook his head absently.
"Nope. She had to work today," he said in a surprisingly husky voice.
Edna felt a tightening in the pit of her stomach as excitement raced through her.
"Well, I really came to see you, Davey. Do you mind coming over to my house for a few minutes? I need a strong man to help me with a leaky pipe." She braved a sky smile, anxious to see if the boy could read her motive.
Davey blinked, but kept his eyes on her tits. His grin broadened, and Edna thrilled with confidence as she detected the hint of a blush now coloring his face.
"Come on," she said boldly, growing assertive in response to his blush. She reached out and took his hand. "You won't be sorry."
The boy shrugged as his grin broke into a toothy smile. "Sure," he said, closing the front door behind him. "I'm real good at fixin' plumbing problems."
Edna walked over to her house and the boy followed. They went directly to the bedroom without pretense, which suited Edna just fine. At least the boy had some snap to him, she told herself as she began to strip. Modestly, she kept her back to him until she was naked and managed to slip beneath the bedcovers.
"Now, it's your turn, Davey," she whispered, flashing her own leering grin. "Undress for me."
He was a cute kid with boyish freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and suntanned cheeks. His pale-blue eyes were alert and quick, a typically youthful trait which Edna found endearing. When she studied his facial features, she was reminded of his youth and, fearing a creeping chill of guilt, she hastily concentrated on his more manly features. Her scheme worked, and soon any guilt traces evaporated as his half-hard cock came into view.
Spasms tickled the innermost regions of her wet cunt as she gazed at the amazing sight of the boy's cock leaping into proud erection. His hard-on was springing like an inflating balloon, jutting from his wispy-fuzzed crotch. A soft groan escaped her lips as the boy stepped toward the bed, his cock standing straight out as if leading him to her.
She had the immediate urge to suck his cute cock, press her ripe lips around the impressively thick root and swirl her tongue up and down the velvety fuck-stalk. His boldness and surly confidence, however, needled her as he aggressively straddled her waist and aimed his prick between the twin mounds of her sheet-covered tits.
She shuddered and felt the warmth of his crotch sear through the bedcovers as she reached to gently brush her fingertips over his swollen cockhead. She thrilled as his prick leaped under her delicate touch.
"Play with my balls, too," he said in a firm voice as he squeezed her tits through the covers.
She cupped his balls in her left hand while fluttering the fingertips of her right hand over his shiny prick-knob.
"You seem very experienced for a boy your age," Edna said, hoping to project a worldly tone of her own. "Do you have lots of girlfriends?"
He shrugged and peeled the bedcovers back, exposing her ripe, full tits. "A few," he said casually. "Of course, I get all the pussy I want from my old lady. She ain't a bad piece for such an old broad."
Edna gasped, then chuckled. "Your mother isn't exactly ancient, you know," she purred, scooting her fingertips all the way down to the base of his cock.
The teenager sighed. "Why don't you stop stalling, Mrs. Waters, and give yourself a taste of my cock?" He shoved his prick up toward her face as he dragged his crotch across her stomach and chest, resting his balls between her tits. "I love it when my old lady slobbers all over my prick."
Edna hid her shock and tried to present a cool attitude. She decided to re-establish herself as the one in control, just like she had planned it.
"Why don't you stop calling me Mrs. Waters?" she said with a smirk.
The boy cracked a wide grin. "Sure, Edna," he said calmly, jabbing his fuck-knob closer to her mouth. "Now let's see how good a cocksucker you are."
She squeezed his balls sharply, keeping the smirk in place on her face. "I do my best cocksucking when my pussy is getting licked. Can you handle that?"
"I think you know what my tongue can do," he said smugly.
She giggled and nodded. There was no doubt about that, she mused, enjoying the fond memories of his active tongue fucking in and out of her asshole yesterday.
Quickly, the teenager flopped over on his back beside her, his head facing her feet. He ran his hands over her creamy thighs, teasingly darting his fingertips through her bushy cunt patch as he brought his face closer and closer to the lovely target.
Edna turned slightly on her side and delicately wrapped both hands around his balls and prick base. She sighed with pleasure as she probed his engorged cockhead with her tongue tip. She squealed softly when the boy's hot breath bathed her wet cunt and she felt his fingers spread apart her seething cuntlips. Sensations propelled her into action as she suddenly ducked forward and engulfed half of his prick inside her mouth while swinging her right leg over the boy's shoulders, giving him easier access to her quivering clit and convulsing cunt.
Slowly, she ran her tongue upward along the underside of his rampant prick while continuing to keep her lips pressed tightly around his throbbing fuck-meat. Her mouth filled with the heat radiating off his cock, and she loved the way the boy twitched and jerked in response to her tonguing and sucking manipulations. Gradually, she eased the pressure of her lips and swallowed the entire length of his fucker.
She swooned in ecstasy, enjoying the taste of his prick. She never allowed her tongue to rest as she lapped it over every inch of his sensitive cock flesh while gently milking his balls with her hands.
A deeper groan of pure lust came from her mouth when the boy's tongue found her elongated clit perched near the top of her hairy, nectar-slick cunt slit. He proved amazingly gifted at toying with her tender clit as he flicked his tongue knowingly. Then he raked his teeth over the delicate pearl and Edna yelped in rapture before increasing the suction on his cock.
She was panting, rattling his cock with vibrations when Davey slithered his stiffened tongue directly into her cunt hole. She heard the slurpy sounds he made as he fucked his tongue deeper into her soaked pussy, knifing into her syrupy pussy passage. Glorious ecstasy exploded throughout her senses as she instinctively rammed her pussy against his mouth to meet his invading tongue. She shrieked as she felt her cunt cream gush through her cunt channel, splash over the boy's tongue and seep out onto her hairy cuntlips.
Edna moved her head back and forth, increasing the speed as she slid her lips up and down his pulsating prick. She sucked harder and harder, determined to drain the boy-jizz out of him. The twitching and jerking of his limbs intensified, and she realized he was about to spill his hot cum-load down her throat. She braced herself for his eruption even as she squirmed her cunt in frantic circles against his mouth.
Then he bellowed a cry of passion and his cock leaped inside her mouth, spurting his cum in thick waves. Edna clamped her lips around the base of his cum-shooting prick and fought to keep her mouth in place.
She sucked his cock, frantic to swallow the huge cum-load without choking or spilling much of his precious jism. She had to resist the urge to vent her own pleasure as she gulped down his pulpy jism. Meanwhile, he was truly driving her wild, fucking his tongue in and out of her pussy.
Sensations coated her senses, spinning her mind as ecstasy flooded her being. Her pussy convulsed and heaved, the spasms jarring her bones.
Finally, the boy's stream of jizz slowed to a weak trickle and his raging prick began to soften. Still she kept her lips planted around the base of his shrinking cock, sucking just as vigorously as before, making sure to totally drain his jizz. Through it all, Davey worked his tongue without interruption, spearing her spasming cunt and sending Edna into a series of involuntary gyrations that threatened to dislodge his mouth from her pussy.
Eventually, the boy's cock became limp and she allowed it to slip from her mouth. Then, she fell back on the mattress, spread her satiny thighs wide and interlaced her fingers on the back of the boy's head. She pressed his face harder against her wet pussy. She panted and cried out passionately as she felt his tongue pierce her slippery pussy pulp and knife in and out of her spasming fuck-hole.
She arched her back and hips and planted her feet flat on the mattress for support. She grunted through her squeals as she rubbed and slammed her pussy into his face.
Her orgasm was fantastic. Her entire pussy was engulfed in a shuddering orgy as it convulsed and churned around the boy's fuck-stroking tongue.
Davey suddenly sat up, breaking her hold and freeing his face from her gushing pussy. Edna groaned in dismay and disappointment. But before her fuzzy mind had a chance to clear, her eyes focused on the boy just as he positioned himself on his knees between her spread thighs and aimed his once-again hard cock at her puffy cunt lips. In the next instant he rammed his spongy fuck-knob into her glistening pussy folds.
She didn't have time to marvel at the boy's recuperative powers. All she could do was enjoy the fruits of his youthful stamina and savor the immediate resumption of the delightful shuddering in the depths of her cunt. The sensations quickly spread out to every inch of her body as his rampaging prick fucked to the hilt into her pussy. The second his cockhead hit bottom, he jerked it back out with a strong flick of his hips and pelvis, only to slam his steely-hard prick back inside her cunt again and again.
His fucking strokes mounted into a rapid pace quickly as she flapped her legs helplessly open and shut against his body. Her groans soon became loud guttural screams as his stroking cock scorched her tender, quivering cuntlips and filled her shuddering pussy passage. A tremendous friction scalded her entire fuck-hole.
"Ooohhh, God!" she yelled as she gripped hunks of the bedspread in her fists. She couldn't muster the energy to hump her ass and meet the vicious thrusts of his pounding prick. She just lay there accepting the terrific hammering of his cock as the sensations stretched her nerves and senses to the breaking point. "I can't stand it any longer! Fuck! Oh, I can't stop coming!"
Her boiling pussy nectar gushed in an endless river from the churning depths of her pussy channel and sloshed over his cock as her cries of joy dampened into whimpers of spent ecstasy. Still, the virile youngster fucked her with his cock, banging her hungry cunt without a hint of slowing the tremendous pace. She had given up trying to count her orgasms as they rumbled on top of each other, blending into a single, unending gigantic come.
His wild fucking continued until he grunted, tensed and she guessed he was about to blast his jism into her cunt. She watched as he pulled back, resting briefly on his haunches. Then he took a big breath and fucked his prick back into her pussy to the balls. At that precise moment, his cock leaped and his cum erupted, gushing from his pisser and flooding her fuck-hole.
He filled her pussy quickly, so much so that soon his milky jizz was trickling out of her cunt to run in rivulets down to the sheet. She went entirely limp, sprawled beneath him, her breath heaving her chest and tits as her pussy gobbled more of his rich, young cum than it could hold....
Minutes later, he eased down and lay beside her. They clasped their arms around each other, and Edna let herself drift toward a satisfying sleep. She slipped her right hand down to gently cover his soft cock. She welcomed the rest and smiled, feeling secure and too tired to be bothered by guilt of any kind.
CHAPTER FIVE
At first, she thought the sweet tingling in her tits was part of the lusty dream she had been enjoying. But the pleasant sensations persisted until her tits throbbed with such a fiery passion that Edna came awake, startled by the feelings too real to be a dream.
When she blinked open her blue eyes, she discovered Davey busily sucking her tits. The youngster was eagerly going from one tit to the other, licking and sucking, gluttonously Stuffing huge mounds of tit flesh into his hot mouth.
She groaned softly and squirmed while thrilling to the boy's provocative chewing and licking. She couldn't help experiencing a flash of envy toward Georgia. After all, her blonde neighbor apparently was treated to this kind of sexy action all the time by this horny teenaged stud.
"You sure know how to wake up a lady," Edna said, closing her fingers around his hard, pulsating prick. "I can see why your mother loves having you around the house. Do you ever get tired of fucking?"
He glanced up at her without taking his mouth away from her tit. He relaxed his lips and sneered. "You gotta be crazy," he said. I can't get enough pussy. Besides, big tits turn me on. You and my old lady have jugs that'd stop traffic. I can't decide which pair I like best."
She grinned and squeezed his hard cock. "Just keep trying to decide, kid," she quipped. "I love the way you bite my nipples. It makes my pussy so wet and hot."
"Yeah. My old lady likes that, too," he said. He slipped his fingers down to her pussy and ran his fingertips up and down her cunt slit. "You older chicks really get horny easy. I always figured my old lady did because she didn't get steady cock. But, hell, you're the same way, and you're married. Your old man queer?"
The blunt question jarred Edna and she recovered with a chuckle. "No, my old man isn't queer," she said. "He's really a super guy and a great husband. I love him very much." She moved her hand off the boy's twitching prick and tried to turn away from him.
"Hey, don't get pissed, Edna," he said, holding her firmly with a hand that dropped to her cuntlips. "I didn't mean to insult your old man. I was just curious."
"That's nice when you call me by my first name," she said. "It sounds good coming from my lover. I like it."
"In that case, Edna, why don't you show me how much you like it?" he said with a lewd smile as he pressed her head down, making no secret of what he wanted her to do.
Edna didn't resist as she ran her tongue over his boyish chest, lingering long enough to tease his pointy little nipples with her teeth. She snaked her tongue downward over his belly as he groaned in happy anticipation.
She rubbed her nose and cheeks over his hard, hot cock, delighting in the delicious feeling his satiny-skinned cockhead was giving her. She continued to nestle her face against his straining prick as she hunched on her knees between his spread legs, kicking the bedcovers off of them in the process.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned as his ivory-like cock scorched the flawless flesh of her face while she nudged it with her nose and brow and chin and cheeks, rocking her head in swaying slow motions. "You're making me realize how much I love sucking cock."
She stabbed her tongue into his fuzz-covered ball sac. She heard his throaty sigh of appreciation, and that encouraged her to part her lips and suck his balls into her wet mouth. She munched carefully on his balls, completely preoccupied with her work and devoid of guilt. She was totally carried away with the marvelous way his young balls popped freely around inside her mouth. It was as if Edna were gobbling up his very virility and vitality, feasting on a sensual fountain of youth.
Her senses sparkled, shudders racking the depths of her pussy. She felt the now-familiar sticky wetness glazing her cuntlips, plastering the curly black hairs of her cunt muff as her throbbing clit hardened and begged for attention.
The boy apparently was eager for his engorged prick to receive some of her magic treatment. Edna heard him grunt a guttural order just before his hands gripped her shoulders.
"Suck it!" he commanded with an urgency that both alarmed and excited her. "Lick and suck my cock like you did my balls. Yeah! Oh, yeah! Suck it, Edna! Suck it!"
She planted her lips around the rim of his fuck-knob and allowed her warm spit to wash the shiny cockhead. After lathering up the super-sensitive surface, she flicked her tongue across the cocktip, dragging her tongue over his piss slit and making the boy yelp with pleasure. She groaned as she tasted the salty cream of his pre-cum that gathered just inside the piss slit.
With an abruptness that startled her and momentarily choked her, the boy snapped his pelvis, thrusting his prick violently upward, fucking it all the way into her mouth. She gagged, then quickly adjusted her tongue, making it possible to feel the tip of his cockhead brush her throat. Instinctively, she sucked on the intruding prick even as his wispy crotch hair tickled her lips.
He fucked his prick in and out of her mouth, pistoning the fuck-meat in a frenzy as she grabbed his balls in a desperate attempt to hang on during his violent humping. Her sucking motions intensified, keeping pace with his speeding fuck-strokes. And she swooned in ecstasy as his hot cock flesh seared her lips and filled her mouth with its devastating force and power.
A sudden orgasm exploded in the pit of her fuck-hole, convulsing her pussy into spasms as she fought to tame the young, wild cock that ravished her mouth and throat. She tugged gently on his balls while churning her mouth around his plunging cock. She clamped her lips as tight as possible, making a snug pocket for his prick to penetrate and braced herself for this inevitable climax.
His eruption came with a violent gush, pouring into her mouth in thick, hot waves. Edna gulped his cum frantically, slapping the underside of his cock with her tongue. His cries of pleasure drowned out her moans as she swallowed his hearty cum-load, enjoying the salty taste of his pulpy jism.
Edna squirmed her ass up in the air as her knees rested between the boy's spread thighs, balancing her on the bed. Her throbbing tits and stinging, tingling nipples grazed against the mattress, stimulating her even more as she drank every drop of his rich boy-cum.
So great was her rapture with swallowing the boy's cum-load and savoring the sensations electrifying her senses, that the resounding smack across her uplifted asscheeks caused her to freeze instantly. Cold fear contracted her guts.
She had no chance to react before hearing the angry sound of her husband's voice.
"Get out of that bed, you goddamn slut!" Clint thundered, driving his opened hand across her exposed ass again. "Move it, bitch! When I get finished with you, you'll have to gum the little bastard!"
Edna scrambled off the bed, a terrified scream ripping from her throat as terror overtook her. She saw Davey's cock wilt just as the boy rolled off the bed and dashed naked out of the room and out of the house.
"A fuckin' punk kid!" Clint raged, his fiery eyes blazing.
Edna backed into a corner, whimpering'.
"Jesus, what a low-life slut! You fuck around in my own bed with a damn kid! You can't even do it with another man!"
"Clint! Stop, Clint!" she begged, holding her hands out to him. "Please, it's not like you think! Let me explain!"
"Explain? That's a laugh!" he shouted. "I saw it, bitch! What's to fuckin' explain?"
"Please, Clint!" she sobbed. Residue of the boy's cock cream still glazed her tongue, now sickening her as her fear turned her guts to icy slush. "I never wanted to hurt you! Believe me! I'm not interested in anyone else. I love you and always will. It's always just been you I love and want. But, dammit, Clint, you don't satisfy me! Oh God, please try to understand!"
There was no misreading the murderous glint in his pale eyes, and she silently prayed that the truth, even if painful or degrading, would spare her harsh punishment.
Her outburst did seem to knock Clint off balance. His forceful, deliberate steps wobbled and the blaze in his eyes seemed to cool slightly as he blinked at her with slow comprehension.
Gathering encouragement from the obvious way in which her blunt words had struck home, Edna went on.
"I do love you, Clint. That's why I've been torn by guilt all these weeks. But, hell, you've driven me to it! I've been so fucking frustrated and horny that I thought I was going crazy. I've finger-fucked myself to sleep more nights than I can remember. I've gotten up in the mornings with the same old dull ache in my cunt so often that I started believing it was natural. Damn you, if we look at this in the right perspective, I should be the one pissed off!"
"Shut your face before you lose it, slut!" Clint snarled. "If all of this is true and you're not just a horny bitch on the prowl for young cock, then why didn't you mention something about it to me before now?"
Edna gulped down the fear that had been blocking her throat. "I started to do just that so many times, Clint," she said slowly. She took another bold risk and stepped gingerly toward her husband. "I wanted to discuss it with you, but I never got the nerve. I didn't want to hurt you or embarrass you. Don't you see? Besides, at first I thought the whole thing was my problem. I thought I was doing something wrong. Then, Georgia helped convince me I wasn't wrong and...."
"Georgia?" Clint shouted. "What the fuck does she have to do with you? You've been spreading this shit all over the neighborhood?"
"Listen to me, Clint," she said soothingly, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Georgia is my best friend-and she has helped me with this problem."
"Yeah, I just saw the fine way she's helping with your problem," Clint scoffed. "That was her kid you were sucking off. What do you think Georgia would do if I told her? Besides, what are you going to do if the kid tells her?"
Edna braved a grin. "She won't be shocked."
"Sure. Like hell!"
Edna's smile broadened. "All right, Clint. You asked for this. Georgia, Davey and I were in a threesome yesterday. We fucked our brains out-and it was great!"
Her heart pounded so loud that she had to assume Clint could hear it as she went ahead with her bold confession. She realized the risk she was taking, but she had decided that admitting everything and trying to explain it accurately was her best chance of escaping his fury and saving her marriage. She searched his face carefully to see hints of her gamble paying off or backfiring. Waiting for his reaction was proving to be the worst torture she had ever endured.
His expression of shocked anger slowly transformed into a look of astonished dismay. "Are you saying that Georgia and her kid and you all rolled around together?"
She nodded, literally holding her breath. Then, a strange defiance gripped her, making her speak the brutal truth.
"To be exact, the boy fucked my ass while Georgia and I sixty-nined. It was great. I didn't think I'd ever stop coming."
A weird gleam flashed in Clint's eyes as his mouth curved into a sneer. "How long have you been eating pussy on the side?"
"Yesterday was the first time," she admitted, still desperate for any indication of his attitude and reaction to what she was hearing. "I was worried about liking it too much." She chuckled dryly. "I was afraid it would turn me into a lesbian. But now I know for sure that having another woman eat my cunt just makes me crave a huge cock that much more. And since you've got the biggest cock I've seen, I've decided that having you fuck me is the best thing in the world."
His silence chilled her. Suddenly a coldness swept over his features, and Edna knew he wasn't buying her explanation.
"You're priceless, Edna," he rasped. "I catch you sucking off some punk kid, and you tell me it's all because you want to work yourself up for me. Well, baby, I'm putting you right into the big leagues."
"Clint, listen...."
He shut off her words by grabbing her shoulders and pressing her down to her knees with vicious force. She gasped and trembled as she buckled under his rough handling.
"What are you waiting for, bitch?" he snapped. "Get busy!"
Kneeling submissively in front of him, her eyes leveled on his bulging crotch, she reached up and fumbled with his belt and pants fly. She tried to calm herself, but it was impossible. She had never seen such rage in Clint. His anger was bubbling on the surface, ready to explode, and she knew the full force of it would be devastating.
Finally, without any help from him, she managed to open his slacks and jerk them down below his hips. She did the same thing with his shorts and found herself staring at his ten-inch cock, throbbing stiffly.
Even now, in her terrified state, the sight of his mammoth cock and balls caused an involuntary shudder to rumble through her cunt and fan out over her whole body. Just gazing at his tremendous cock and balls never failed to excite her.
His fingers tightened on her scalp and he yanked viciously on her hair, forcing her face hard against his swollen, bulbous cockhead. her lush lips contacted the velvety tip of his prick and she instinctively parted them enough to capture a portion of the massive cockhead in her mouth. She felt him shudder as she darted her tongue tentatively across his piss lit. At least she could still excite him, she told herself, hoping that would save her.
Gradually, she worked her lips and tongue into a whirling frenzy, lathering the top half of his prick-knob with her hot spit. She opened her mouth to the limit and engulfed the huge cockknob, straining her jaws and risking suffocation as it filled her mouth. She lifted her hands to his meaty balls and kneaded them with milking manipulations as she churned her packed mouth around his throbbing prickhead.
Then, to her horror, he tugged her head closer to him, ramming his rigid prick deeper into her crammed mouth. She gagged immediately, but forced herself to continue sucking on his prick. Again, he jerked her head hard toward his cock, and Edna choked. Still, Clint fucked his huge cock deeper and deeper, stuffing it into her throat.
Edna panicked. She couldn't get air. Her lungs strained and felt on the verge of bursting. She felt like a fish flopping helplessly on an embedded hook. Her husband's enormous prick blistered her abused mouth and tongue and throat, and her frightened squeals were choked off.
Then, just as she was sure she was going to pass out, he started fucking his prick in and out of her mouth. At least, this enabled her to snatch bits of air between his vicious fuck strokes. But the brutality of his face-raping actions made pain sizzle through her. Gagging and choking, she was helpless to stop the violent violation of her mouth.
Clint seemed driven by his rage as he plowed his prick into his wife's mouth. He punished her mouth and throat with his mighty cock. Twisting and jerking her hair, holding her face upright to meet the full fury of his fuck-thrusts, he slammed his cock relentlessly into her mouth.
A sudden explosion of his jism flooded her throat.
Even before she had choked down huge blobs of his pulpy cum, he shoved her back, toppling her to the floor. He stepped over her and walked out of the room, stuffing his wet prick back inside his pants.
Seconds later Edna heard the front door slam and his car roar out of the driveway.
It was several more minutes before she could let herself cry without choking on her husband's thick cum clogging her throat.
CHAPTER SIX
The next three days passed slowly and painfully for Edna. She didn't answer the phone and ignored the doorbell. She spent most of the time trying to sleep through constant nightmares or washing away the guilt and humiliation in the bathtub. She decided no one but her was to blame for what had happened to her marriage. She hadn't seen Clint since he had stormed from the house three days ago.
Now she had to accept the responsibility for ruining her marriage to the one man she really loved.
The bitter irony of everything didn't escape her. Edna had nobody to blame but herself. The man she loved was gone. Perhaps it wasn't permanent, but she couldn't stop living because of what had happened the other day. She decided she still had a life. She had to put her mistakes behind her and let the future take care of itself.
She waited until she was sure Georgia was gone. Then she left the house, determined to treat herself to a shopping spree. She drove to a mall across town and lost herself in the quaint shops and stores for several hours. She enjoyed a leisurely lunch and, almost without realizing it, she began a body language flirtation with two businessmen sitting at the next table.
It had began innocently and instinctively. But now, she knew she was carrying on a bolder flirtation, calculated to encourage the two men to make a play. As her game continued, the exhilarating danger of it sparked her excitement and she savored the tingling of her nipples as her subtle gestures became more assertive.
She let her dress hike up on her shapely thighs and flashed alluring glances at the men. She shivered slightly in a mixture of fear and glee as she wantonly dared the two men to pick her up.
Damn Clint, she told herself. He should see her now. The two men she had squirming in their chairs weren't inexperienced schoolboys. Clint should see that she was still woman enough to turn on grown, mature men. Then maybe he wouldn't be so quick to leave her. Maybe then he would appreciate what he had and what he had so casually left.
Then a danger signal pierced her feminine game when the waiter appeared and told her the two men had paid for her meal. Her pulse quickened as she smiled her thanks to the two men. This has gone too far, she told herself as she modestly tugged her dress hem to her knee. It was all just a silly game. She gulped her drink and fished in her purse for a generous tip, deciding to make a fast exit.
When she stood up, the booze she had consumed during the long lunch went straight to her head and she wobbled. Instantly, the two men were at her side and she felt strong hands on her arms. She smiled weakly and mumbled an apology.
"Forget it, sweetheart," one of them said. He was short and chubby with sandy hair and patches of freckles dotting his fat cheeks and broad forehead. "We're always ready to help a lady in need. Right, Hank?"
"Sure, Sam," the other man said, slowly rubbing his hand up and down Edna's spine. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered: "And I just bet you are one little lady who could use lots of help."
Edna trembled as she blinked into the leering face of the second man. He had black hair neatly combed and plastered across his scalp, swooping down over his forehead. He was a good four inches taller than his friend, much more slender and quite hairy.
"I'm fine now," Edna said, her weak smile fading as fear shook her.
"Yeah, you'll be fine," the tall man said as they guided her out of the restaurant. "Sam and I will see to that."
"We have a nice, quiet motel room all picked out for you," the stubby, sandy-haired man said.
"Look, guys, fun is fun, but this has gone too far," she said with a high-pitched giggle. "My husband is waiting for me at Sears."
"Lady, you are lots of laughs," the tall one named Hank said, winking at Sam. "Don't bullshit us. Why make this ugly?"
She thought of screaming, but the menacing way in which the two men were holding her stopped the thought. Her mind still raced with schemes to free herself, but as they reached the parking lot, a sinking feeling settled in her stomach. Now all she could hope for was that the two men wouldn't be too rough with her. She made a brave effort to accept her fate, praying that a little afternoon sex was all they wanted.
They drove a short distance to a motel in the industrial district of town. She waited in the car with Hank while Sam went into the office and emerged moments later flashing a room key. They drove to a secluded room, parked in front of a weather-beaten door and entered the motel room.
Edna stood dazed in the center of the room as the men immediately started stripping.
"Get with it, darling," Sam said with a snicker. "Or, would you rather we help you?"
She sighed, realizing there would be no stalling or postponing the inevitable. She began to strip slowly with shaky fingers, cursing herself for getting into this mess. She glanced at the two men and saw that they were both already naked and watching her with hungry eyes. Sam was fondling his stiff prick and Edna almost giggled as she noticed that his cock resembled his own stubby, chubby physique.
"Great tits," Hank said, stepping up to her as she unhooked her bra and slipped it off her shoulders. He cupped them in his hands and squeezed them firmly. "Oh yeah, very nice."
He was hairy. Thick black hair curled in a rich pelt over his chest and stomach, blending with the forest of crotch hair surrounding the base of his jutting prick.
In spite of her fear, she couldn't deny a deep sparking of excitement as she eyed the two strange cocks. Maybe this was how she'd wanted things to work out, she told herself, rolling her panties down over her hips and legs.
"Get on the bed," Hank rasped. "You've stalled enough."
She crawled across the bed on her hands and knees, only to be stopped by Sam grabbing her black hair and twisting her head up to face his stubby cock. He positioned himself in front of her, bracing his knees wide apart on the mattress, thrusting his prick against her mouth. There was no mistaking what the sandy-haired man wanted her to do.
"Come on, bitch," he growled, yanking her hair. "Open up and eat my cock nice and slow."
She started to oblige as the mattress swayed beneath Hank's weight. He positioned himself behind her. He slapped her round asscheeks with a no-nonsense smack and wedged his surprisingly thick cockhead into her ass crease.
"What an ass!" Hank panted. "Big and beautiful."
"You bastards!" she gasped. "This is rape, you know. Let me go now and I'll forget the whole thing."
"Shut up, baby. Start sucking," Sam said, jabbing his cockhead against her lips and pulling harder on her hair. "Cock-teasing sluts don't get raped. You should know that."
"Come on, lady. Lighten up," Hank said with a laugh. "You'll be begging us for more in a few minutes, and you know it. You're the type. You're one hot piece of ass. You want it as much as we do."
She felt Hank's prodding cockhead nudge against her puckered asshole and she started to cry out. At that instant, Sam rammed his cock into her mouth, choking off her scream. Automatically, she closed her lips around Sam's prick and started to suck on the slick cock flesh. She groaned again as Hank's cock began driving with stinging insistence against the soft resilient flesh of her shitter. She found herself beginning to twist and writhe in greater desperation, and actually aiding in the invasion of her asshole.
"Aaahhhh, you are a fine fuck," Hank said. "I knew you'd be. Damn, I love the way you're trying to fight it! Yeah, honey! I really dig your tight, hot ass!"
Sam began fucking his cock harder and harder in and out of her mouth as she sucked on it in self-defense. She couldn't ignore the burning pain Hank's cock was inflicting on her shitter. The rubbery depths of her shit chute seemed on the verge of splitting as Hank's prick fucked deeper into her tight asshole.
Her asscheeks clenched involuntarily and her hips lurched as she met the blistering stabs of his cock as it slashed against the clasping tightness of her asshole. Suddenly, she recognized just what was happening. The stiff, stinging cock that was fucking into her ass with unswerving determination was actually prompting her to feel gushing waves of excitement. Even with the pain, there was something thrilling about the whole thing. There was also something about the panting eagerness of Hank's manner that she liked.
As his cock buried itself to the hilt inside her asshole, she convulsed in agony and jerked her head from side to side, dislodging Sam's prick momentarily.
"You bastard, you're killing me with your hard cock!" she rasped. "You could've at least lubed the mother-fucker!"
"I'm just giving you the kind of ass-fucking you've been needing," he said, slapping her asscheeks again with a stinging blow. "Now, get your mouth back on Sam's prick before I decide to drill another hole back here."
She obeyed as his cock kept on fucking into the inner tightness of her shitter. Hank began to move his fingers downward and let them clutch the smoothness of her alabaster, twisting asscheeks. He pinched and clutched at her ass and kept fucking her.
She sucked more violently on Sam's stubby cock, desperate to bring him to a fast climax and free her mouth finally for the pent-up screams that waited at the base of her throat. Seconds later, she heard Hank grunt as he released his grip on her asscheeks. He moved his hands again, letting the palms spank her firm asscheeks until they turned red and she could no longer contain her sobs.
Even though she was feeling pain from the spanking and pain from the drilling of the fuckmeat in and out of her shitter, there was something exciting about the way he was ass raping her. The strange arousal was bringing her closer and closer to a surprising orgasm.
"Oooooohhhhh, I can't stand it!" she panted, the words muffled by Sam's cock.
"You'd better!" Sam shouted, ramming his prick fully into her opened mouth just as his slick jism splashed from his pisser and gushed over her tongue.
Edna gagged, then gulped, swallowing the chubby man's salty jizz as fast as it spilled from his shuddering prick.
At the same time, she was amazed to feel her own convulsing, twitching orgasm vibrate deep inside her cunt, splashing droplets of her pussy nectar out onto her hairy cuntlips.
Hank laughed loudly as his active hands rubbed the warm womanly fluid over the tops of Edna's creamy inner thighs. All the while he kept ramming his cock deeper into her asshole.
"Yeah, honey, you love it!" Hank said. "It's hurting you-but you love it! You can't get enough of this action!"
He hammered her ass with his cock. He slapped her asscheeks repeatedly, turning them into beet-red globes of quivering flesh as he fucked his prick in and out of her asshole. Her whimpers became guttural moans and shrieks as the pain that streaked through her body slowly, magically became lightning bolts of pleasure.
Suddenly, she heard Hank gasp as he drove his prick one final time into her stretched asshole. A second later his cum-load exploded into her asshole, spurting into her ass guts, filling her up. She had to squeal, feeling his volcanic jism gush against the tight walls of her ass.
"Yes, oohhh, yeeessss! You are some great fuck!" he panted, leaning across her back as his cock emptied inside her. "What an asshole you've got, lady. I knew you'd be a terrific assfuck."
Finally, Hank withdrew his prick from her badly stung asshole just as she collapsed in a heap on the bed. She rolled over on the mattress, moaning softly as she tried to sort out the confused feelings sweeping over her. She no longer felt any real pain, and there was no denying the evidence of her own climax as she rubbed her hands over her moist pussylips.
I must be sick, she told herself as echoing shudders continued to rock through the depths of her cunt.
"Ready for a drink?" Hank asked, playfully patting her ass and eyeing her with a lewd grin.
"I don't believe you bastards," she said softly. "You'd better get me back to my car and hope like hell I don't report this."
Hank and Sam laughed. "Who are you trying to kid, lady?" Sam said, tweaking one of her nipples. "You loved it as much as we did."
"Keep her purring, Sam," Hank said, pulling on his slacks. "I'll go get us a bottle. Fuck, we'll have a real party!"
Her mind was in turmoil as Sam rolled between her thighs and started rubbing his limp cock against her juicy cuntlips. She focused her vision on the sandy-haired man and tried to feel repulsed by his leering, freckled face gazing wickedly at her. His stubby fingers roughly caressed her tits, and she fought the gradual stirring of excitement drifting through her pussy as his cock slowly pulsed into hard life. She had actually enjoyed Hank's ass-fuck, pain and all. Now, the delightful friction of Sam's cockhead massaging her pussy was heating her up again.
Sam's cock soon stood rigid and throbbing against her damp cunt. He continued to rub his fucker up and down her puffy cuntlips, lubing his cockhead with her hot cunt nectar. Then, without warning, he thrust his cockhead through the quivering cuntal lips, piercing the delicate pussy folds.
She squirmed her ass and reached up to grab his beefy shoulders. He responded by jabbing his cock deeper into her cunt, filling her pussy hole with his prick. He grunted and fell forward, covering her tit with his mouth as his prick penetrated her cunt all the way.
Edna cried out with pleasure as his fuck-shaft filled her hungry pussy and his tongue flicked her hard, rubbery nipple. She draped her arms around his shoulders and drew him against her as her cunt closed around his embedded prick.
She moaned with fuck-lust as her clit twitched and tiny shudders spasmed along her cunt gash. She threw her legs around his waist, pinning his bulk against her, loving the way his balls tickled her ass. Her cunt muscles involuntarily squeezed his fuck-meat, massaging and milking his cockshaft.
Suddenly he sucked one of her tits hard and began to fuck her with deep, corkscrewing cock strokes. She gripped her legs even tighter around his waist as her pussy clamped his prick securely. She rotated her pelvis and humped her cunt up to keep his prick buried to the hilt inside her. With a mighty force, he hammered his cock back into her pussy, using his weight to crash down on top of her.
"Fuck me, you bastard!" she hissed. "Fuck me! You wanted me! Take me! Fuck me good and hard!"
He growled as he bit her nipple and fucked his cock fiercely in and out of her wet, slippery cunt. The force of his fuck-strokes eventually pried her locked legs apart enough for him to completely withdraw his prick from her dripping fuck-hole. Then, he really picked up the pace of his fucking, ripping his cock into her nectar-soaked cunt.
She felt her pussy spasm and she dug her fingernails into his back as his fuck-strokes intensified. His cock fucked in and out of her pussy, and she almost fainted with lust. His pumping prick fucked her into a frenzy of excitement and ecstasy. She screamed and writhed beneath him, thrilling to the way her receptive cuntlips gripped his cock. She came then, her pussy clutching his prick as she convulsed in a tremendous orgasm.
Her climax seemed to ignite his own, and his cum-load blasted from his engorged cockhead. He made a strange croaking sound as he hunched up and his cock exploded, sending a gob of jizz into her seething fuck-pit. She yelped with each wave of his cum that spurted into her pussy, relishing the feel of his jism engulfing her fuck-hole.
Panting, Sam finally pushed away, escaping her clutches and falling back heavily on the mattress. Edna stretched and sighed as she savored the pleasant afterglow of the marvelous orgasm that slowly faded over her senses.
Hank returned with a bottle of scotch, and soon the afternoon fuzzed into a blur of fucking and cock-sucking that left Edna spent and used. Every pore of her body seemed to ache as she endured a marathon of wild fucking that saw every fuckable opening of her body plugged at one time or another. She drank more pungent-tasting jism than she had thought possible for just two men to produce. Her tongue was numb from darting over cockheads and cockshafts and balls. Her jaw was tired, but she was too involved to be fully aware of it.
She continued to suck their cocks, loving the way limp pricks would throb into fresh life with gentle coaxing of her hot lips and active tongue. Both men took turns straddling her face and dripping their cocks into her mouth, their balls slapping her face.
Her most violent and satisfying come occurred when Hank fucked his cock into her pussy while Sam fucked his prick inside her asshole. She screamed with ecstasy as the glorious shudders contorted her nerves and as her unending supply of pussy nectar filtered through her cunt passage, drenching her burning, hairy cuntlips.
Finally, Hank tossed her dress onto the bed and ordered her to leave the motel room with them. She wobbled in a daze out to the car, and then dozed as the men sandwiched her on the front seat.
It was almost dark when they left her beside her car in the parking lot of the shopping mall.
She slumped behind the wheel of her car and gradually recuperated enough to drive home. All she wanted now was a long, hot soaking in the bathtub.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Edna spent the following day sleeping. When she awoke near sundown, her body was vibrant with the pleasant tingles of sexy arousal. The more cock she got, the more she wanted.
Dressing and wasting little time leaving the house, she didn't allow herself to dwell on her actions. She let her body take total charge. She drove to the mall across town, hoping she might spot Hank and Sam. She didn't doubt it wouldn't take much to get the two studs interested in a repeat performance of yesterday's motel fuck-party.
She strolled through the mall until closing time, then cruised around the area for another hour, trying at least to locate the motel. When her adventure seemed doomed to failure, she resigned herself to the possibility of returning home to an empty house and spending a lonely evening in front of the television.
Halfway home, the red lights blinking in her rearview mirror startled her into alertness. She realized her mind had been a thousand miles away, replaying the lewd memories of fucking with the two strangers in the motel room.
"Lady, you've run two stop signs since I got behind you," the cop said, leaning into the car window, his eyes hidden behind dark glasses.
"I'm sorry, officer," she said. "I guess I was just daydreaming."
"Well, you're lucky," he said. "Your dreams would've been over permanently if another car had been coming through those intersections."
"I know," she said lamely, fumbling in her purse for her license.
She glanced up at the cop in time to notice his head at a downward tilt. Embarrassed, she realized that her dress had hiked up on her thighs, and she couldn't be sure her naked crotch was covered by the dress. Thinking she would meet up with Hank and Sam, she had left home without wearing panties. Now, that little indiscretion was making her blush deeply. Awkwardly, she jerked her dress down.
"Here's my license, officer."
The cop took off his glasses and his tanned, even features broke into a grin. "It would've been a terrible waste having you splattered up and down the road." He took her license and glanced at it before handing it back. "Tell you what, lady. You drive home, and I'll follow just to make sure your daydreams don't come back. If you don't break any more laws, I won't write you up. Fair enough?"
She smiled. "Thanks, officer," she said, now not so eager to hide her thighs from his handsome face. She peered an extra second into his brown eyes and saw his fast wink.
At her house, the cop parked his patrol car at the front curb and stepped across the lawn just as she climbed out of her car.
"Did I pass the driving test?" she asked, smiling.
He nodded and again removed his dark glasses. "No more daydreams?"
She laughed. "Well, maybe a couple. But they didn't get my mind off my driving."
He lingered, giving her a subtle up-and-down glance that thrilled Edna's womanly pride.
"Want to tell me about your daydreams?" he whispered, his voice taking on a raspy quality.
"Only if you'll come in and let me fix us some coffee," she responded, surprising herself by her own boldness.
"If your husband won't mind, I'm all for it," the cop said.
"My husband is away, licking his wounds from a little marital spat. I'm not sure when, if ever, he'll be back."
"Too bad," the cop said, with an expression that caused Edna to doubt his sincerity.
He followed her into the house. Edna took a few seconds to examine him in the room light before leading him toward the kitchen. He wasn't much older than her, and his rugged good looks caused a stirring in her cunt that made her smile.
They lapsed into easy conversation as she fixed coffee. They shared backgrounds and traded small talk. Before she realized it, she was telling him about her wild adventure of the day before.
"I did my share of encouraging," she admitted, even as she felt the heat of a blush covering her face. "I can't imagine why I set myself up for something like that. I never considered myself to be that type of woman."
"But you enjoyed it, just the same," he said with a smile.
She nodded and lowered her head.
"Hey, don't feel bad," he said, chuckling softly and approaching her. "I hear everything in my job. And you know something? What you did isn't unusual. Especially after a wife has a big fight with her husband. If it makes you feel any better, just figure that your old man is out doing the same sort of thing."
She blinked up at him. She saw him run a hand through his wavy brown hair. Her tits tingled in arousal and her clit began a dull, throbbing twitch.
"I've always heard that cops know how to treat a lady," she said. "I guess it's true."
He dropped a hand casually to her ass and lightly rubbed his palm over the shapely roundness as they stood together beside the dinette. "Well, you've probably heard what else they say about cops?"
"Tell me," she whispered, brushing against him and thrilling at the firm touch of his thigh through his starched uniform.
"Our biggest gun isn't the one we wear around our waist," he said with a chuckle.
She traced a fingertip across the name plate over the pocket of his uniform shirt. "I'll make you a deal, Officer Jerry Compton. You make yourself comfortable while I take a hot bath, then maybe I'll convince you to show me just how big your gun really is."
He grinned as she stepped from the kitchen and hurried to the bathroom. She stripped quickly and filled the bathtub with hot water.
She had just settled into the tub when he surprised her by entering the bathroom completely naked, boldly sporting a terrific eight-inch hard-on.
Her eyes latched onto his cock as he approached the tub. Her pulse quickened instantly and she nearly swooned as her horniness engulfed her.
"I decided to help you wash away your troubles," he said with a boyish grin, stepping into the bathtub. "It's the least a public servant can do."
He took the bar of soap from her and proceeded to swirl it gently over her chest, teasingly avoiding contact with her luscious tits as they bobbed on the surface of the bath water.
She felt his legs nestle against hers beneath the water, and she almost purred as her pussy instantly reacted with a series of joyous spasms. Her nipples grew into pink points piercing the water surface, aiming directly at his hairy, muscular chest.
She squeezed her thighs together, savoring the ecstasy of her throbbing clit as she tentatively traced her fingernails up and down his muscular thighs. She grinned and groaned as she spotted his engorged cockhead peeking through the water, seemingly winking at her playfully with its piss slit.
"You're a beautiful lady," he said in a raspy whisper. "Your husband must be crazy, leaving something as special as you."
"Let's forget about him," she said just as he lowered the soap bar to the tops of her tit mounds. "That feels so nice." She leaned back, giving him complete access to her tits.
Sensations pulsated through her tits as he lathered them in delicate, tender massages. Soon, he dropped the soap and pinched sudsy fingertips around her stiff, tingling nipples.
"Oh, God!" she moaned, going limp under his expert caresses. "You're going to make me come before you even get your cock inside me. Oooohhhh, that's so good!"
He smiled as he slowly pushed his fingers back, fanning them out over the massive expanse of her tits. With tender kneading squeezes, he massaged her huge tits with his soap-slippery hands, lovingly fondling her tits with knowing precision.
Edna's pussy was steaming as Jerry leaned forward, inching his mouth down toward her ripe, rubbery nipples. He squeezed his hands around the massive, fleshy bases of her tits, holding them steady as he darted his tongue over the sensitive surfaces of her itchy nipples. With broad, hungry licks, Jerry tongue-slapped her nipples, alternating between them, teasing her tits, with his sensuous tonguing.
When he closed his lips around her throbbing left nipple, Edna moaned with lust and threw her arms around his head, pressing his face tighter against her tits. Her cunt juices were flowing wildly, gushing over her inner pussy folds. Quivering sensations erupted in the pit of her syrupy cunt hole, trembling out until her nerves shook and vibrated.
He massaged her huge tits while sucking her nipples into his warm mouth. He lightly scraped his teeth over her delicate nipple, then repeated the action on her other tit. Her throaty panting grew into guttural cries of passion as she involuntarily arched her back, thrusting her crotch up through the water.
"Oooohhh, Jerry, that's wonderful!" she cooed, gripping the back of his scalp with interlocked fingers. "Damn, I'm coming! Aaahhhh, I'm coming already! Oooohhh, you know what I like!"
Jerry slipped his hands down from her tits and cupped her asscheeks without removing his sucking mouth from her tits. As his fingers squeezed into the firm, rounded flesh of her ass, fresh waves of spasming shudders rocked through Edna, tickling her senses and carrying her even faster toward the kind of rapture she had only fantasized about.
"Oooohhhh! Yyyeeeaaahhhh!" she groaned as he slowly ducked his head, dragging his tongue tip down over her flat stomach. She put her hands on his descending shoulders as his face neared her seething pussy. "Oh, God, I won't be able to take this!"
He lifted her pelvis easily up above the surface of the water, exposing her curly-haired cunt and the slippery pink streak of pussy pulp that wedged through the hairy cunt bush, sparkling with moist nectar and promising inner delights. Her breath came in gasps as she passionately awaited the magical strokes of his tongue. His hands gripped her asscheeks securely as he balanced her middle just above the water.
He darted his tongue through the black hairs of her pussy patch, touching the glistening pink pussymeat with a scorching lick that sent Edna into a frenzy of delightful ecstasy. She bellowed a shriek of pleasure as his tongue snaked up and down her juicy cunt slit, peeling through the wet folds of her tender folds and prying apart the clinging membranes of her cuntlips.
He continued to flick his tongue around the soft slick pussy folds, pelting her delicate cunt with increasingly harder strokes and licks. Then, without warning, Jerry speared her hot pussy channel with his stiffened tongue and ground his upper lips against her twitching clit. He smacked his lips and sucked gluttonously, kneading her asscheeks and digging his fingers into her ass crack.
She gasped as his tongue fucked straight into her shuddering pussy passage, knifing between the smoldering pussy walls and slurping up the vast amount of slimy cunt juice that filled the intimate canal. As his tongue fucked deeper and deeper into her cunt, he suddenly slid a finger into her shitter and rotated it around until it was knuckle-deep, cramming the buttery crevice and sending her into violent orgasm.
He fucked his tongue in and out of her hot pussy with swift thrusts. He sucked the tiny button of her clit and whipped it with his tongue, never ignoring the constant plunging of his assfucking finger as it wormed inside her shit chute.
"Give me your cock!" she wailed. "Please, Jerry! Fuck me! Don't make me wait any longer! I need your cock deep inside my cunt! Now! Please! Fuck me now!"
Eventually, he released her cunt and moved up over her body as he kept his finger in her asshole. He pressed his lips against hers and Frenched her deeply, sliding his juice-coated tongue into her mouth. The taste and smell of her pussy lingered on his lips as she squirmed beneath the weight of his body and greedily sucked his tongue.
He pressed his cockhead against her gaping cunt hole, thrilling her with the heat that radiated from the pulsating, engorged prickknob. With a soft grunt, he pushed forward until his cock was nestled inside the snug opening, and he lowered his mouth back down to her ripe, full tits.
As he rolled her nipple around his tongue and squeezed her throbbing tit flesh with his lips, his cock stretched the socket of her pussy while he eased his cockshaft deeper.
"Oooohhh, Jerry, I can't stop coming!" she breathed. "Your cock is marvelous! I can't even think straight."
"I don't expect you to think," he mumbled, his mouth crammed with tit flesh. "Just keep fucking!"
He speared her pussy with his prick, fucking it all the way inside. Their crotch bushes slammed together as his meaty balls slapped against her ass. As if for emphasis, he selected this particular moment to ram his finger all the way into her puckered asshole, completely filling her tight ass as his cock bloated her pussy passage.
He let his cock rest only briefly before withdrawing it slowly, only to fuck it back into her cunt. He pistoned his prick in and out of her pussy as he again attacked her tits with his lips and tongue. He bit down on her nipples and sucked with a frenzy that surprised her and thrilled her.
She loved fucking the best when her man took total charge and control over her, and this young cop was doing the trick!
"Aaahhhh, Jerry!" she yelled as her cunt shuddered in yet another orgasm. "You fuck like a wonderful, wild bronco! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! Please, Jerry! Don't ever stop fucking me!"
The bath water sloshed around them, splashing out over the tub and flooding the bathroom floor. But neither of the lovers took notice as their fucking motions picked up more steam. She squeezed his prick inside her wet pussy and held his ass. She felt her cuntal muscles bite down on his thick cock root and involuntarily milk his hot, thrusting fuck-meat, then she became aware of the tension suddenly gripping his body, and the fluttering of her cunt walls intensified the instinctive function of her pussy to suck the jism out of his balls.
He sucked savagely on her tits as he shuddered and quaked. A raving torrent of cum blasted into her cunt hole, and she came again with him.
"Yes, yyyeeesss!" she yelled as her hungry pussy accepted his hot cum-load. "Give me all of it! I want every drop of your jizz!"
He pounded her pussy until she thought he would split her in two. Thick wads of cum continued to splash into her depths as they rocked and swayed back and forth in the wave-slapping bath water. In the midst of his wild eruption, his finger inadvertently slipped out of her asshole, but he kept his cum-gushing prick firmly lodged inside the slime-drenched cavity of her quivering pussy.
Finally his cum slowed to an oozing dribble, and her cunt muscles continued to flex, coaxing every ounce of his jizz out of his balls. Edna relaxed, savoring the glorious sensations that rippled throughout her body just as the pleasant bath water rippled slowly against her body. She smiled with deep satisfaction as Jerry continued to rest atop her, smothering her with his masculine weight and warmth long after his cock had softened inside her juicy cunt.
"I always guessed cops were great fuckers," she whispered as she recovered from the tremendous series of orgasms that had engulfed her senses. "Anytime you need an arrest, look me up. I'd become your love slave without a fight."
"Oh, really?" he said, his brown eyes flashing a devilish gleam. "You just said the magic words, honey."
Edna giggled. Then, quickly, a nervous chill assailed her as the strange gleam continued to radiate from his eyes.
What have I gotten myself into now? she asked herself.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Jerry stood, then helped Edna to her feet. They toweled each other with sensuous motions before finally leaving the bathroom.
Edna didn't dare speak, yet there was a distinctive buzz of anticipation in the air. She could sense it as she glimpsed into the cop's handsome face. Her nerves didn't miss the eerily exciting feeling. Her arousal was mounting by the second, and Edna did all she could not to break the mystical spell that was settling over them.
Something unique, perhaps even daring, was about to happen. She knew it. Just the nip of danger, the wonderful dread of the sweet unknown laced through her. There was even a faint tremble to her fingers as she walked with her current lover to the king-sized bed.
They stretched out on the bed and spent several silent minutes simply enjoying the pleasant touch of each other's body, lazily rubbing fingertips up and down delicious flesh.
Edna made the first move as she propped herself up on an elbow and lightly kissed Jerry's flat belly. She playfully tongued his belly button, tickling him and loving his boyish giggle as he ran his fingers through her short, black hair. She soon gave in to a persistent horny impulse and sucked his prick into her mouth.
She moaned as his fuck-meat surged into hard, throbbing life. She marveled at the sensation of the blood-filling cockshaft ballooning inside her hot mouth. She wasted no time working her lips and tongue up and down the vein ribbed prick shaft.
"You're showing your real talent," he said casually. " Makes it harder for me to understand why your husband would leave you alone here."
"Sucking cock just comes naturally to me, officer," she snickered, taking her mouth off his cock. "My husband may come around. I'd like to think he'll realize I'm worth keeping. In the meantime, I can't think of anyone I'd rather practice with than you."
"Mmmm! I won't argue with that," he said as she swirled her tongue around his swollen cockhead.
Edna rubbed her fingers over his balls, caressing them gently as if they were twin eggs, fragile and vulnerable. She opened her mouth wide and gulped half of his rigid prick inside her lips, flicking her tongue up and down the pulsating ridge that ran along the underside of his inflated cockshaft.
She heard him groan with pleasure and it pleased her that she was turning him on.
"Hey, if you don't stop that, lady, I'll have to arrest you," he said softly. "I've got other plans before you suck another wad out of my nuts."
She released his cockhead from her lips with both hands as she eyed him.
"Really?" she purred. I'm almost afraid to ask what other plans you have in mind, officer."
He grinned as he reached down and cupped one of her tits. He fondled the huge tit and toyed with the hard nipple. "Remember what you said about wanting to practice with me as long as your husband was away?"
She nodded, fascinated, curious-and a little uneasy.
"I'm wondering how much you mean that," he whispered.
She shrugged. "I didn't know this was a test. I mean what more do you want me to do for you?"
He looked up into her eyes while keeping his fingers on her tit. "Get my handcuffs," he ordered in a voice no more than a raspy whisper. "Bring them to me."
Her eyes widened and a strange, erotic shiver climbed her spine. She started to question his instructions, but decided against that as excitement fluttered in her guts.
She moved off the bed and stepped toward his uniform that was neatly folded on her vanity bench. Her clit was already twitching and she could feel the wetness of her cunt nectar instantly coating her pussylips. Her fingers trembled slightly as she unclipped the cold steel from a belt loop and returned to the bed.
The handcuffs were heavier and more sturdy than Edna had suspected. Because of this, a flicker of panic pierced the excitement that swelled inside her. Something about the cold, heavy steel made everything suddenly seem dangerous and eerie. But still, the weird arousal that tingled her nerves refused to be calmed and the menacing feel of the cuffs only heightened her lust.
"We're going to see just how good a love slave you'll be," Jerry said. He took the handcuffs from her and eased off the bed. "Stretch out on your back. Put your arms above your head. Make your fingers touch the headboard."
She obeyed all of his orders, even though the growing knot in her stomach represented a mixture of fear and excitement. She blinked her eyes at his face and saw his smug expression. She thought about breaking out of the role she was playing, but quickly rejected the notion. From the steely-eyed look he was leveling at her, she decided he was in no mood to alter his act, and she didn't relish the idea of testing that particular theory.
When she was in position, he quickly cuffed her wrists, then looped the short chain over the middle headboard post, securing her with both arms tightly stretched above her head. She watched with blinking, nervous eyes as he slowly surveyed his work. A slight leer replaced his smug expression, and Edna felt totally exposed and helpless.
She swallowed, desperately trying to wet a suddenly dry throat as she primly pressed her thighs together. She could hear her heart pounding wildly and she groaned as she tugged against her steel bonds, making the cuffs bite into her flesh.
"Now that's what I call a pretty picture," Jerry said in a low, husky voice. "I love the way your big tits rise and fall when you breathe deep and fast. That really makes me hot and horny. You're getting worried. Maybe a little scared, too. Right? Mmmm, I know you are, and that's good. That makes me really horny. See? I think it's time you do something about that."
Before she could protest, he straddled her chest and poked his throbbing prick against her mouth. He squirmed his manly ass gently above her tits, then sat down using her glorious titmounds as comfortable cushions as he aimed his cockhead squarely at her lips.
She parted her lips and kissed the tip of his fuck-knob. Then she eased her tongue out and slithered it over the shiny surface of his hot prickhead. The last thing she wanted to do was disappoint him. Upsetting him was suddenly out of the question.
Jerry leaned forward and planted his strong hands on both sides of her face, locking her in place as he suddenly rammed his cockhead harder into her mouth. She had to accept the thrust of his cock as the swollen cock-knob popped between her lips. She tried to gasp, but the brutal shove of his cockhead blocked the sound. Startled and more than a little worried, she did her best to accept her fate.
"Come on and really suck it now, Edna," he ordered. "You know you like it this way. This is wilder than your most secret fantasies. You like it rough and tumble. You get off on it. Shit, most women like you crave it. You need a man to show you who's boss. Now, don't make me get rough. Or, is that what you really want?"
She didn't answer. She couldn't. He wasn't giving her the opportunity. But his stern words inspired her, and Edna began to suck and lick his cock with renewed intensity. She darted her tongue around his hot cockhead, then sucked hungrily, trying to take his entire prickshaft into her mouth.
Fear spurred her on, but she was quickly discovering that pure, heated lust was spinning her into an uncontrollable frenzy as she tongue whipped the cop's prick. The tremor of fear soon evaporated, leaving her with a passionate desire to pleasure him. No longer was her submission to this exciting, dashing figure of authority only symbolic. It was a reality. Her subjugation was complete and now, so was her lust.
Her warm saliva flowed into her mouth and she was able to wetly coat his plunging cock as she formed a tight circle with her lips, providing his prick with increased friction. With each fuck-stroke of his prick into her mouth, her tits throbbed and her cunt convulsed. It was as if her mouth had become her pussy as the sensation-level proved identical while he fucked her mouth in a fury of driving cock-thrusts.
Maybe she needed this sort of bondage, or punishment for cheating on Clint. Her mind swam with the possibility, but it soon became a moot point. Lust captured her, sending her senses into spinning ecstasy as she neatly took every inch of Jerry's pumping cock into her mouth.
She clamped her lips down firmly on the thick root of his cock, desperately trying to hold the pulsating prickshaft in her mouth even as he forced it back out, preparing for another vicious stroke.
As Jerry fucked his prick in and out of her mouth with eager, hard strokes, Edna gradually experienced a series of incredible orgasms. She came down from one and immediately went into another as she sucked on the pumping prick while writhing against the handcuffs that securely held her to the headboard. Her gushing cunt nectar drenched her pussylips and she groaned with unmasked satisfaction.
Strange, she thought, that for a woman so frustrated sexually by her husband just days ago, she was now coming with a frequency that amazed her.
Maybe Clint is simply the wrong man for me, she thought briefly-before becoming consumed once again by the raging fires of lust that Jerry's wild pumping cock was creating throughout her body. Her kinky position and the assertive way in which the young cop was forcing her to suck his prick drove her insane with a nonstop parade of desire climax, more desire, another climax, and on and on.
Her body and mind melted together as one. No more eerie thoughts or troubling questions plagued her mind. Suddenly, the same lust and pleasure that consumed her body echoed in her brain. Every pore pulsed with her wanton desire. Her very humiliation had become an added source of her ecstasy. Nothing the young cop did to her could diminish her pleasure. At last, no a man had taken total control of her and was bending and molding her to his wishes. It was suddenly her greatest role, and her happiest experience. If anything worried her, it was the fear that nothing again would equal the pleasure of this experience.
Suddenly, he jerked his saliva-drenched prick out of her gaping mouth and pushed himself down across her body. He roughly wedged himself between her thighs, forcing them apart as he prepared his cockhead to plunge straight into her slippery cunt hole.
Edna arched her back and whimpered just as he plowed his wet fuck-knob between her hairy cuntlips. He hesitated a second, then slammed the whole length of his prick into her pussy channel. His engorged cockhead pierced her cunt, and Edna bellowed a cry of both pain and passion. Her delicate pussy opened up to accept his raging prick, then closed quickly around it, gripping the embedded cockshaft with clinging, shuddering urgency.
"Oooohhhhh! Fuck me good!" she yelled, bouncing her ass up and down on the mattress, jarring the headboard and ignoring the painful grip of the handcuffs biting into her wrists. "It's driving me crazy! I can't stop coming! Aaahhhh, yeeeessss! Please, don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck mmmeeeeeee!"
His only response was to keep pounding his cock in and out of her convulsing pussy and groaning with his own pleasure. He fell forward and squeezed handfuls of her huge tits without interrupting the pace of his fucking. He seemed to pay special attention to upwardly slanting his angle of penetration at the beginning of each fierce fuck-stroke. This unique attack caused his bloated prick to rub against the hood of her clit, making the horny, writing brunette go wild.
Edna shrieked with each fuck-stroke of his cock, squirming to meet each and every thrust as the exquisite sensations engulfed her. Her coming was continuous, unabated and she felt his pounding cock was draining the very life out of her. Finally there was nothing for her to do but to go limp as her weakened limbs collapsed under his wild fucking.
At that moment, Jerry whipped his hands beneath her upper thighs, lifted her pelvis and squarely speared her puckered asshole with his iron-hard prick.
The startling intrusion suddenly alerted Edna's senses, jerking her out of her listless state and plunging her back into nerve-jolting awareness. She tried to gasp, but her breath caught in her throat as his cock slid inside her shitter.
Without any help from her, his cock fucked deeper into her ass, her buttery depths sucking his prick in as she tried to scream again. This time she succeeded, and harsh guttural sounds came out of her throat as he pulled his fuckmeat out, then slammed it back in.
He soon established a rhythm as he fucked her ass. Each time he pulled out, he left his fuckknob inside while her shitter involuntarily clamped down on the flared rim of his cockhead. Edna thought she could feel every ridge and vein on his prick even though she reasoned that her senses should be totally numbed to his actions.
"Yeah! Oh, yeah! Tight and hot! Nice and tight!" Jerry grunted as he kneaded the firm flesh of her asscheeks with his strong hands. "This is doing it! I'm gonna come! I'm about to blast it! Ooohhh, damn! Ass-fucking always makes me lose it! I'm gonna fill you up!"
Two more hard fuck-strokes into her burning asshole, and his cum blasted forth. The violent explosion in her ass guts rocked her cunt into another shuddering, quaking orgasm, and her screams of joy matched his as he fell heavily across her.
Gasping, panting, he went limp on top of her, leaving his cock stuffed up inside her gripping asshole. Every drop of his jizz was milked out of him, and the horny young cop contented himself with lazily licking at her tits. For long minutes, he made no effort to move.
Much later, Jerry climbed off the bed and retreated to the bathroom. Edna, her shoulders and arms beginning to ache and burn in her handcuffed position, heard the shower and couldn't stop wondering how long he was going to leave her like this. Worry almost became panic when he finally padded from the bathroom and dressed. When he faced her again, he had unholstered his gun.
"Jerry! What are you doing?" she demanded, her panic leaping into cold fear.
He smiled and leaned on the bed between her legs. He drew the barrel of his gun along her inner thighs, then nudged the cold steel against her pussy mound.
Edna hissed and stiffened. Her eyes locked wide open.
Gently, playfully, the cop swirled the tip of the gun over her cuntlips, then up and down her pussy gash. His lips broke into a smile.
"No, noooo!" she whimpered as her straining muscles trembled.
He laughed and jerked the gun away, making Edna scream. Then he was off the bed and shoving the gun back into the holster, laughing at her fear before Edna's body sagged and she realized it had all been a cruel game.
Blood had drained from her head and the icy residue of fear had turned to hot anger.
"You bastard!" she spat. "Get these damn cuffs off me!"
Jerry grinned and shrugged. "Maybe," he teased. "First, you better calm down. Remember how much fun we had?"
She shook with fear and anger. Nothing was more important now than getting free and getting rid of the cop.
"Just unlock these damn cuffs," she said.
He sighed. "The gun isn't even loaded," he said lamely. "Besides, don't tell me it didn't give you a kick. Come on. Think about it. You damn sure will later, and your pussy will get so fucking hot and wet, you'll wish I was here."
His words stopped her even as she began tugging on the handcuffs. Gradually, a small smile spread across her lovely face. Deep down, she knew the cop was right. Realizing the stuff with the gun had been part of this weird fantasy play, Edna felt a quivering in the depths of her cunt that had nothing to do with fear.
The cop laughed in comprehension and finally unlocked the handcuffs. He bent down and kissed her gently.
"You'll remember me, won't you?" he whispered.
Edna couldn't keep her lips in a grim line. Instead, she had to smile and nod. "Oh, Jerry, don't worry," she said finally. "You bet, I'll remember you."
She stayed in bed for a long time after Jerry had left. Even though the handcuffs were gone, she kept her arms above her head and her hands on the headboard.
Already a dark, secret part of her was missing the young cop.
CHAPTER NINE
The next morning as she stirred awake alone on the big bed, Edna's pleasant memories of the night before seemed more like a horny dream than lusty reality. Her wrists, as well as her cunt and asshole, were sore. But still, it was difficult for her to actually believe the wonderful experiences with the handsome young cop. It seemed simply too good to be true. Yet all of those lewd things had happened to her and now, as she dressed and went toward the kitchen, she sported a smug smile of supreme satisfaction. After all, she told herself, I've got the aches to prove that yesterday was one hell of a day.
As she began to fix her morning coffee, she absently peered through the kitchen window above the sink and almost dropped the coffee pot. There, in front of Georgia Dryer's house, gleaming in the early-morning sunlight, was Clint's car!
She blinked in disbelief, but there was no mistaking the car. Her husband's car had certainly not been there last night when Jerry had accompanied her home.
Panic gripped her as the ramifications of the car's presence next door struck Edna. My God! Her breath hissed in a short intake and she froze momentarily. Clint obviously saw the cop car last night parked in front of the house and decided to spy on her from the vantage point of the house next door. Either that, or he was getting back at her by fucking Georgia.
She knew immediately that she had to take direct action and confront Clint. Now was definitely the time for honesty if there was to be any hope of saving their marriage. And, Edna wondered as she stalked out of the house and headed next door, now was the proper time to discover if their marriage was even worth saving.
She rang the doorbell and waited. There was no response. She walked around the house, hoping perhaps Clint and Georgia were on the patio, rationally discussing the single lesbian encounter between the two women.
Her charitable hopes were instantly dashed when she glanced through a bedroom window and saw her husband mounted between Georgia's widespread thighs, fucking his enormous prick in and out of the blonde's pussy.
A burst of anger washed over her as she stood, locked in position, gazing at the incredible scene. So the bastard is getting his petty revenge, she thought as her rage threatened to boil over. I should have known he would react in such a childish fashion.
Then, slowly and gradually, Edna's thoughts cooled. The spectacle of her husband's horse like prick repeatedly fucking in and out of Georgia's seething, blonde-haired cunt was fascinating. Not only was Edna witnessing her husband fucking another woman, she was seeing the raw manly beauty of him in wanton action. He was, she knew and now saw, quite a stud. She couldn't explain it, but Edna felt a sense of womanly pride seeing her well-hung husband fucking Georgia to loud shrieks of pleasure.
Edna continued to gaze through the window at the private scene. In spite of her initial anger, she felt a bubbling excitement zip through her body. It was like her own private stag film, but even better. This was real, and the male part was being expertly played by her own husband!
Her pussy dampened and a pleasant throbbing attacked her tits. She panted, now feeling the wondrous tremors vibrating over her pussy. Why should she be outraged? After all, she told herself, she was the one who was first unfaithful.
Soon her mind wiped away all the thoughts and questions and reasoning. She became preoccupied with the lewd scene being performed before her eyes. She leaned closer to the window and leveled her unblinking eyes on the wild fucking now taking place between her husband and her neighbor.
Instinctively, she reached up and gently rubbed her nipples as they tingled stiffly against her thin cotton blouse. She felt a distinct vibration erupting deep inside her cunt as her pussy nectar coated her trembling cuntlips.
"Getting your eyes full, Edna?" Davey said, his voice startling Edna.
She jumped and gasped as she jerked her head away from the window and saw the teenager watching her with a sneer.
"Oh, Davey," she said with a high-pitched giggle as her face reddened. "I was just ... just...."
He nodded sagely. "I know. You were just watching your old man knock off a fast piece of ass with my mom." The boy stepped forward and peered over Edna's shoulder into the bedroom. "Is it making you hot?"
The blunt question surprised her almost as much as his sudden appearance. She nervously cleared her throat and struggled to come up with a sophisticated response.
"Wow, that old guy is hung like a fucking mule!" the boy exclaimed with a whistle. "Last night when he tossed that big prick at Mom, I thought she was gonna fuckin' faint! She's been in heaven ever since, and they've been fuckin' each other's brains out for hours."
Edna heard the boy's words, but she quickly became too engrossed in watching the bedroom action to respond. She joined Davey in peering through the window, careful not to miss a single stroke of her husband's huge prick fucking fiercely into Georgia's pussy.
"Damn, I've been jacking off ever since they started this shit last night," the boy announced.
"Come on, Edna. Let's go to my room and fuck! Why should they have all the fun?"
"Well, I guess you've got a good point," Edna said as she finally pried her eyes away from the window and glanced down at the obvious hard-on pressing against Davey's jeans. She chuckled self-consciously. "My pussy is a little steamed up, and it looks like your cock could use some relief."
She followed the boy to the back of the house and they entered the kitchen door. They moved straight down a short hallway and into a room next to the room where the loud, passionate fucking was already taking place.
Davey immediately started stripping as Edna slowly unbuttoned her blouse and glanced around at the boyish room, cluttered with model planes and cars, baseball trading cards and walls adorned with nude girl pin-ups.
"Come on, Edna," the boy said, standing naked beside his bed, his eyes widening as her tits gradually came into his view. "Hurry it up! My cock is about to explode. Shit, thanks to your old man, I haven't had any real pussy since he showed up. Hell, from the size of his prick, my old lady ain't likely to want to settle for me anymore."
Edna slipped her dress down over her flared hips and on down her long legs, her eyes glued hungrily to the boy's engorged prick jutting straight out from his peach-fuzzy crotch. She couldn't deny a bit of pride from the boy's remark concerning her husband's cock size. Right now, she was so horny that the boy's smaller cock was still a welcome sight. She was eager to have his cock fuck inside her cunt.
"Don't worry about your mother not wanting your cock anymore, Davey," she said softly as she tugged her panties down to her ankles and gracefully stepped out of them. "Knowing her, she'll always be ready to show appreciation for a nice, sturdy cock like yours."
Edna stepped up to the boy and he threw his arm around her, pressing his hot naked body against her. He kissed her wetly on the mouth and instantly darted his tongue between her lips. She groaned as his tongue probed her hot mouth and his rigid cock pressed against her flat belly. He was a good three inches shorter than Edna, and he had no trouble lowering his mouth from hers and attacking her ripe, full tits with his lips and teeth.
She roamed her hands over the boy's youthful back and silky-smooth tight asscheeks, and she felt a hot stab of ecstasy shoot up through her body as he tongued her hard nipples. His eager licking and sucking caused shudders of rapture to rumble through her. She squeezed her fingers into the hard spheres of his asscheeks while his mouth devoured her tits.
She savored his kisses and the intimate contacts with his flesh-even as she realized her excitement was mounting probably just as much from the erotic sounds coming from the next room. As the boy pulled her down onto his bed, she heard her husband's animal-like growl of passion and Georgia's gasping whines of pleasure that signaled an imminent, thundering mutual climax to their wild fucking.
As if not to be outdone by the fuckers in the next room, Edna and Davey fell across his bed, grasping at each other, frantic to start their own violent fucking.
"Hurry! Hurry!" Edna pleaded, grabbing the boy's cock at the thick base and spreading her thighs at the same time. "Fuck me now! Fuck me!"
He lunged forward, pressing his weight between her parted thighs until his swollen cockhead brushed lightly against the ultrasensitive wet lips of her cuntal opening. He gripped her tits and fondled them as she controlled the up-and-down movement of his engorged cock, sliding his hot fuck-knob the length of her juicy pussy-slit. She tightened her hold on his prick root and poked his bloated cockhead against her enlarged clit, sending shock waves of ecstasy throughout her body.
Then, slowly, without being too acutely aware of it, she raised up and sucked his prick gently into hot pussy hole. The spongy, wet walls of her cunt passage palpitated as she wedged his cock all the way inside. Her pussy devoured the boy's prick and her cuntlips stretched around the base of his cock with a greedy grip. She whimpered in delightful joy as her pussy muscles milked his prickshaft and nibbled at his pulsating fuck-meat.
When he began to move against her, she humped right along with him, falling easily into his rhythm, speeding up when he did, slowing down when he slowed, all the while building the intensity of the sensations stinging her senses.
The boy quickly became wondrously out of control, slamming his cock in and out of her gaping pussy, searing her quivering cunt with his vigorous fuck-strokes. He was like a berserk animal, fucking her with an abandon she couldn't remember ever experiencing. Her whimpers grew into screams of utter joy as the boy fucked her like a lust-obsessed, aggressive man.
As the bed bounced beneath them, her legs climbed instinctively, finding their way on the backs of his legs, her hips pounding up at him as fiercely as he was pistoning his pulsing prick in and out of her warm, wet pussy channel.
She felt his prick swell inside her cunt, and she gasped as the boy's first jet of jizz spurted into her convulsing pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and clung to him, draining his prick with the marvelously spasming muscles of her inner cunt. Her syrupy cuntal walls sheathed the bulging, sensitive knob of his cock and sucked the boy-cum right out of his balls.
Then, at the very peak of his cum-blasting explosion, he tripped the delicate mechanism of her nerves and sent her into a wild convulsion of exquisite, sensational orgasms. Her elongated clit shook while the deepest regions of her cunt hole trembled and quaked, expelling a vast load of hot pussy nectar.
"Oooohhhh! Aaahhhh!" she wailed as her orgasms rocked through her body even as the thick hot cum spurted from his cockhead, emptying his balls. "I'm getting all of your load! Yes, yes!"
She continued to squeeze the boy against her until long after his balls had drained and his prick had softened. She savored the sensations of her fading orgasms, and finally her arms and legs went limp and she sprawled out on the mattress.
"Damn, Edna, you can be a real tiger when you get warmed up," Davey said with a leering grin as he rolled off her.
"She certainly can," Clint said, his manly voice filling the boy's room and startling Edna into alertness.
She bolted to a sitting position on the bed and gasped as she saw her husband standing naked in the doorway. Georgia was beside him, just as naked, with a smug smile on her face, her right hand clutching Clint's half-hard cock.
"You should be ashamed, Edna, trying to keep all of this for yourself," Georgia said with a giggle, lifting Clint's enormous prick in her hand. "God, I've been walking around here bowlegged since last night while you were next door fucking your way out of a traffic ticket."
Edna started to stammer a reply, but her eyes latched onto the intriguing sight of her husband's prick slowly lumbering into proud, full hardness against the blonde's squeezing fingers. His prick was majestically huge even when not fully hard, and Edna was-as always mesmerized by the spectacle of his colossal cock springing to life.
"Think you're ready to be fucked by a man, Edna?" Clint said with a deep chuckle.
She nodded without taking her eyes off his pulsating prick. "Sure, honey." Her expression clouded. "Can I explain about last night?"
"You could, but it'll be hard for you to talk with this thing crammed in your mouth," Clint said as he slowly approached the bed and his wife.
Familiar tremblings of fear shook her as her husband neared the bed. Davey scampered off the bed, getting out of the way and not giving much comfort to Edna as she watched Clint aim his massive cockhead at her pale face.
Edna didn't relish experiencing another outburst of Clint's anger. The unpleasant memory of the last time was still vividly imprinted in her mind. She wasn't excited about the prospects of smothering to death as his mammoth fucker clogged her mouth and throat.
Desperately she tried to explain all that had happened of her since his violent departure two days ago. She blurted words, begging and pleading for him to listen and to understand. But he only seemed interested in ramming his stallion-sized cock between her lips.
"Cry and moan all you like, Edna. But if you don't want me to get rough, you'll kneel in front of me on your hands and knees," Clint said seriously. He stood beside the bed, his gigantic prick sticking straight out. "No more bullshit! Get your mouth around my cock now!"
She scrambled to obey his command as the mattress swayed beneath her. She steadied herself as instructed on her hands and knees, her face inches from his bulbous fuck-knob.
"We'll see if you'll have the energy to be hot and horny and on the prowl for strange cock anymore," he rasped with a hoarse chuckle. "Suck it!"
"Please don't hurt me, Clint," she whispered, gazing through teary eyes at his cock and meaty balls. "I'll suck your cock good, if you just give me the chance."
"Stop babbling, bitch!" he shouted, thrusting his prick into her face as he grabbed the back of her head with strong hands. "We'll see if you still like pussy when I get through with you. Yeah, baby, we're going to retrain you here and now!"
His swollen cockhead forced her lips apart just enough so that the force of his thrust speared the rest of his engorged cock-knob into her mouth. Instantly her jaw was stretched to the limit as she struggled to hold his enormous fucker in her mouth. Then, before she could adjust to having his tremendous cockhead between her lips, he plunged his cock deeper into her mouth.
Edna gagged involuntarily, sure that she was seconds away from choking to death on her husband's big prick.
"Come on, bitch!" he snorted. "You don't even have half of it in your mouth. How the hell are you going to act when I ram all of it down your fucking throat?"
His harsh words terrified her even as she gagged and choked on his hot slab of fuck-meat. This wasn't the man she had married.
Oh God, what has happened to him? Her mind screamed the question while she tried desperately to move her tongue inside her cock-crammed mouth.
As her fear shook her and tears ran down her cheeks, she wished she could turn back the clock. How lucky she had been when her husband would come home on weekends, too tired to fuck perhaps, but gentle and easy-going with her. Until now, Edna hadn't realized what a charmed life she had lived just a few short days ago.
And now, too, she realized there could be no turning back. Her horniness, her yearning for more intense, satisfying fucking, had brought her and Clint to this stage. It was up to her to suffer the consequences.
CHAPTER TEN
Edna's struggle had just begun. Clint's cock strained and stuffed her mouth painfully, and still he fucked it deeper and deeper.
She blinked against her tears, gagging and choking as she tried to adjust her mouth to the drilling prick. And then, in a gradual flicker, she felt the slight stirrings of lust spark deep in the pit of her cunt. Her fear was real, but so was the surprising tide of excitement slowly creeping into her senses from the dampening regions of her pussy channel.
There wasn't time to contemplate it, or even to wonder much about it. The fact was that her husband's frightening, newfound aggressiveness was igniting lifelong suppressed passions in the heart of her womanhood. It was happening to her all over again. The recent wondrous experience with Jerry, the young, kinky cop, had triggered her submissive fantasies. And now her own husband was making such fantasies come alive. Almost on cue, matching the sparking of arousal inside her cunt, her gag reflex accommodated Clint's huge fucker.
"That's better," Clint mumbled, lowering his hand from the back of her head and squeezing her tits as they dangled inches above the mattress. "I knew you'd find a way to please me. Now all you have to do is take about three more inches of cock and you'll have all of it."
She groaned as she heard his words and twisted her head from side to side as her husband slowly eased his tremendous cock deeper and deeper into her straining mouth. She felt his bulbous cockhead flatten against the back of her throat, and panic needled her instincts. It was like trying to swallow a huge chunk of meat without chewing. She forced air through her nose and choked violently when her lips brushed against the thick bush of his cock hair.
She pulled back instinctively, mindful of the consequences but not caring as she gasped and heaved and coughed. She wasn't expecting Clint's harsh laugh, nor Georgia's wicked giggle as she slowly recovered. Then, before she could react, Clint again grabbed her short black hair and jerked her face back up to his raging fuck-pole. She had no choice but to obey his unspoken demand, and she slithered her tongue around the slick surface of his cock-knob.
She nibbled the engorged cockhead with her lips and teased his piss slit with her tongue tip, hoping to win his approval in this manner without performing the impossible task of taking the entire length of his giant cock into her mouth.
This was indeed a different Clint from the man she had married. She couldn't dismiss the fact as she worked frantically with her mouth and tongue on the tender underside of his prick. The old Clint, she knew all too well, would already be bored and ready for a fast dive of his cock into her pussy. But not now. He obviously delighted in the oral attention his cock was receiving, and he was more than ready to make Edna keep working her lips up and down his fuck-shaft.
"Maybe she needs some inspiration," Georgia said, climbing on her son's bed and positioning herself behind Edna.
"Good idea," Clint snapped, releasing his grip on Edna's hair and returning his manual attention to her tits.
Suddenly, Edna felt Georgia's hot breath against her uplifted ass. She groaned as the blonde's breath intensified the trembling spasms now rocking her cunt. When the blonde's tongue knifed between Edna's cuntlips, she squealed joyously and squirmed her hips while attacking her husband's cockhead with fresh vigor. She felt Georgia's nose pierce between her asscheeks and nudge her asshole, sending instant flashes of pleasure throughout her body.
Edna utilized her doggie-style position to her best advantage as she closed her lips around her husband's bulbous cockhead and rocked backward on her knees, pressing her pussy and ass harder into Georgia's face. She moaned, and the sound vibrations danced over Clint's cockhead, causing him to express excitement for the first time.
Now her pussy juices were flowing and her ecstasy was soaring. Sensations pounded through her cunt as her big tits throbbed marvelously inside her husband's kneading hands. Georgia's expert tongue deftly slicked through Edna's moist pussy folds, snaking into her quaking cunt hole and sloshing around in the boiling pussy nectar that drenched the sensitive area.
"While you're back there, lube her asshole, Georgia," Clint said. "I don't want my dear wife to suffer too much when I plug her shitter with my cock."
Edna wormed her mouth and lips around her husband's thick prick while swaying back and forth in a gentle motion, savoring the wonderful tongue-fucking Georgia was providing. She gave a guttural cry of pleasure when the blonde suddenly withdrew her tongue and fucked it directly into her buttery asshole.
Edna pressed her ass back even harder into the blonde's face, then dropped to her elbows and used her hands to cup and fondle Clint's big balls. She managed this tricky maneuver without removing her lips and tongue from the underside of his bloated prick.
"Damn, yeah! Now we're starting to cook!" Clint rasped, dropping his hands from his wife's tits and reaching over to spread her asscheeks, allowing Georgia's mouth and tongue more freedom in fucking in and out of Edna's asshole.
As passion engulfed her, Edna clawed her fingers over Clint's huge balls and rubbed her tongue in blistering strokes up and down the long length of his cock. She rolled her ass in tight circles, allowing her asshole to suck in Georgia's penetrating tongue and moaning happily as her slow-building climax finally erupted. Her pussy cream gushed from her trembling cunt passage and dripped down her creamy thighs. In the heat of her pleasure, she suddenly craved something more substantial impaling her shitter than the blonde's tongue.
With a bold confidence inspired by her raging lust, Edna suddenly pushed away from her husband's prick and balls and huskily begged Clint to fuck her asshole.
"Do it, damn you!" she growled. "I want your cock in my ass! Fuck me there! I can't wait!"
"Have I ever denied you anything?" Clint hissed with a sneer as Georgia fell back. "Move around here and keep your butt way up in the air."
Edna moved quickly, turning around on the bed, staying on her hands and knees, careful to keep her ass up and easily exposed for her husband's cock. She panted and gasped as she waited, eager to feel his huge fucker slice into the throbbing cavity of her puckered shitter.
Clint gripped her asscheeks firmly and squeezed them apart as he poked his swollen cockhead against her asshole. He teased her with playful jabs. She looked just in time to see Georgia's blonde-haired cunt being pushed into her face.
"This will give you something to chew on while Clint fucks your ass," Georgia said, rubbing her bushy pussy against Edna's face. "Get a good whiff, then give me a good tonguing, Edna. Prove that I've taught you well."
Edna speared her tongue through the tangle of blonde pussy hair just as Clint leaned forward and popped the entire head of his cock into her asshole. She screamed as the searing pain streaked across her nerves and she tried to twist away from the devastating attack.
Georgia's hands sandwiched Edna's head in place while Clint tightened his hold on Edna's asscheeks, locking her into position, making it impossible for her to escape the double dose that awaited her.
"No! Nnnooo! You're too big!" Edna bellowed, her screams getting muffled by Georgia's cunt. "Your cock is ripping my asshole apart! Please, don't! I can't stand it!"
Each time she opened her mouth to cry out, she got another mouthful of fleecy blonde cunt hair and the tart taste of Georgia's glistening wet pussy. But that was glorious compared to the burning pain that paralyzed her as Clint continued to fuck his cock deeper and deeper into her ass.
Then, through the fiery pain, a violent shuddering jarred Edna's pussy and the heat of the pain became no match for the scorching passion that swelled throughout her pussy. She couldn't explain it and didn't try as she plowed her tongue through Georgia's pussy slit and flicked it up and down the slimy gulch. She eagerly slurped the salty-sweet nectar. And at the same time, her own pussy quivered as Clint's corkscrewing prick nudged her ass guts.
"It's killing me!" she shouted, her voice lost in the moist cavern of Georgia's cunt. "Aaaahhhh! Keep fucking my asshole, darling! Oh! Oooohhhh! Your big cock is going to gut me!"
She didn't dare twitch her hips or rotate her ass to assist his tremendous cock as it fucked deeper into her tight asshole. Edna tried to relax, but the gyrations her violent orgasm triggered made such a notion impossible. Her confused mind swirled as her body savored the ecstasy that smothered her senses. She lapped greedily at Georgia's syrupy cunt gash and yelped with each jab of her husband's prick deeper into her asshole.
Then, just as she thought his enormous prick was going to do severe damage to her ass, she felt his gigantic load of jism shower her ass guts. Thankfully, Clint had blasted his cum-load without a long delay.
Clint grunted as his cock blasted jism. His hands dug into the firm flesh of his wife's rounded asscheeks, and she felt his whole body tremble while his come raced out of his balls. His cum-spitting cock jerked and convulsed inside her clinging asshole.
As her tight ring of ass muscles squeezed around his cock, her cunt shuddered again and again, flexing on its own and spewing her cunt juice over her crotch and onto her thighs. Still, Clint's cum gushed into her ass in a seemingly unending blast. His grunts intensified into growls of ecstasy while she whimpered and somehow endured the cum enema he was giving her.
Mercifully, he managed to pop his cock out of her ass and collapsed on the bed beside his wife.
Edna's whimpers gradually died, but the throbbing and aching in the buttery depths of her shitter lasted long after trickles of his jizz flowed back out of her ravaged asshole.
If she had longed for rest, Edna was disappointed. Just as she tried to ease into peaceful sleep, Davey straddled her chest and shoved his stiff prick against his lips. She stirred beneath the teenager's weight and cut her eyes from side to side, hoping for understanding and help from Georgia or Clint. Instead, her husband and her neighbor were giving the boy encouraging nods and winks.
The teenager, obviously aroused by the lewd spectacle he had just witnessed, eagerly shoved his stiff prick between her lips. There wasn't much Edna could do to stop him. She took his fuck-meat and immediately considered herself lucky that Davey's prick didn't nearly match her husband's in size or thickness.
Her mouth easily accommodated the boy's cock, and she sucked it in with one smooth motion. He groaned with pleasure as his cockhead nudged the back of her throat, and Edna automatically reached up to play with his balls.
"She's a real natural-right, Davey?" Clint rasped with a chuckle.
"I'll say," the teenager gasped, rocking his lips to and fro, fucking his prick in and out of Edna's mouth. "I'd never get tired of this!"
"Neither does she," Georgia laughed, reaching over and handling Clint's prick. "Honey, why don't you tongue Edna's pussy while she's sucking you off?" she suggested to her son. "Seems like the least you can do for her."
The boy shrugged as a smirk formed on his lips. Seconds later he turned, swinging his leg over the brunette's head and stretching himself down her body. He nestled his face against her pussy patch and flicked his tongue along the juiced-up cunt gash.
Edna moaned, unable to hide the pleasure that zipped through her. She squirmed on the bed and gulped on the boy's stiff prick. Now, with his asscheeks in front of her face, she gripped the taut flesh and squeezed as if for leverage as he began up-and-down motions of his hips. His cock fucked in and out of her mouth, and it delighted her when the teenager instinctively developed a rhythm to his bouncing ass and the flicks of his tongue over her pussy.
He zeroed in on her clit, and Edna went wild. She humped and thrashed, feeling the marvelous sensations pulsing through her. Once again, her pussy churned and convulsed as her arousal soared. She responded by feasting on the teenager's prickmeat as if it were her last meal.
Meanwhile, she was aware of movement beside her on the bed. She knew her husband and Georgia were doing something, but because of Davey's legs straddling her head, her view was blocked. All she could do was hear the lusty sounds from the other two as they giggled and moaned.
Soon Davey picked up the urgency of his mouth-fucking strokes. He hammered his cock into her throat, almost gagging her. But Edna made the necessary adjustments and didn't miss a beat as she sucked and massaged his prick with her mouth.
Davey suddenly speared his tongue into her seething fuck-hole, and that was all Edna needed to push her into orgasm. She bucked and shuddered as her cum flowed throughout her cunt channel. At almost the same instant, the boy's prick jerked inside her mouth and blasted a pulpy load of jism.
The brunette gulped and swallowed, frantic to keep up with the jets of cum that shot into her mouth. She drank the boy's tasty cum-load even as she savored her own climax. She loved the slurpy sounds he made as he lapped up her spilling cunt cream, and the exquisite tingling sensations in her pussy jangled her senses with sweet vibrations.
When the boy rolled off her, she finally saw what her husband was up to. Immediately, she was captivated by the sight.
Clint was fucking his huge prick into Georgia's ass. The blonde's long legs were lifted high and draped over Clint's shoulders. His hands were cupping her buns, holding her in place as he fucked her ass, while only her head and shoulders rested flat on the bed.
Clint caught Edna's gaze and his expressive eyes twinkled. It was a silent signal that touched Edna's heart. Happiness welled inside her as she suddenly saw a hint of the affection that Clint still had for her.
"Sit on her face!" Clint hissed, looking right at Edna. "Do it, honey! It turns me on, seeing Georgia eat your cunt."
Edna didn't have to be told twice. She obeyed her husband instantly, straddling the blonde's lovely face and sitting gingerly, lowering her jizz-brimming pussy onto the woman's mouth. She faced her husband and smiled.
"I've missed you," she whispered, even as Georgia's tongue snaked up through her creamy cuntal fold and wiggled into her pussy hole. "I'm sorry about everything else."
He chuckled, then grunted, exerting effort to slam his prick in and out of the blonde's gripping shitter. "I'm sorry about a few things, too," he said. "It took Georgia to show me the kind of attention a woman needs. I've been wrong, leaving you alone so much."
"Well, we can change a lot of things now," Edna gasped, immediate waves of pleasure sweeping through her pussy, jarring her nerves as Georgia's tongue acted like a small, active cock inside her pussy.
Clint smiled as he reached for his wife. In the next instant, husband and wife climaxed. Clint's jizz shot into Georgia's asshole just as Edna's pussy convulsed and gushed her cum into the blonde's slurping mouth.
Clint and Edna sealed the moment with a passionate embrace and a smoldering kiss.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The mouth-watering aroma of a special dinner filled the cozy kitchen. Edna smiled in sweet anticipation as she glanced again at the clock above the stove. Clint would be home for the whole weekend and he should be arriving in a matter of minutes.
She squeezed her thighs and thrilled to the tingling pressure that answered in her cunt. Already, her nipples were stiffening in arousal. She couldn't wait for her husband to take her in his arms again.
She moved into the den and sat on the sofa. Still smiling, she recalled the week. Changes had been made, and the results had been fabulous. Clint now came home two nights during the week and, though it meant a couple of hours' driving time, they both agreed the benefit the added time together gave their marriage was well worth it. But now it was Friday, and Edna looked forward to the whole weekend with Clint.
In talks with her husband over the last few days, Edna learned that she had been taking Clint for granted. She admitted that her recent sexual adventures merely proved that fact. None of her other lovers, while exciting initially, came near giving her the special magic she felt with Clint.
Clint also admitted that lately he had lost sight of the really important things in his life. Almost losing her, he told her, had frightened him like nothing else.
Suddenly she heard the front door open, and all the recent memories were swept away. She rushed to meet him just as he entered. In the hallway, they embraced and kissed like the honeymooners they believed themselves to be.
"Tired of being away from you," he said, squeezing her against him. "But all of that's changing. Monday I start with a residential air conditioning company. They promised I'll be with a crew working only this area."
"Honey! That's terrific!" she exclaimed. "Tell me all about it!"
"Later," he said huskily. "Right now, something is on my mind."
She felt the throbbing bulge of his big cock against her, and she had to smile. "I like the way your mind works," she purred, touching his hard-on through his slacks.
Clint lifted her into his arms and moved toward the bedroom. He dropped her onto the bed and hastily stripped. She giggled like a schoolgirl as he got naked and joined her on the bed. She lay passively as he slowly stripped her.
They snuggled together, kissing and licking, suddenly taking it slow, savoring the sensations. His fingertips traced her nipples, and she purred again, licking her lips and grinning up at her husband. Excitement coursed through her.
So much good news, she thought, glutting herself on the happy feelings and the wondrous sensations Clint was sparking as he toyed with her tits.
She ran her hands over his flesh, feeling down for his huge cock. She grabbed his fuck-meat and rubbed her fingers up and down the thick, full cockshaft.
"I love you, Clint Waters," she breathed. "I could never love anyone but you."
"You're just hot and horny," he teased, slipping a hand down over her damp pussy. He leaned down and kissed her tits.
"You make me that way," she retorted, giggling as she fed him a tit.
He slipped a finger inside her cunt. Edna squirmed and humped gently against it, cooing and moaning as delight filtered through her.
Gradually, she inched her way down alongside his body until she could kiss his cock. She sucked the prick-knob into her mouth, then made a ring with her lips, taking his cock deeply. Clint spread his legs wide apart, and Edna reached underneath to play with his balls.
"You're the perfect woman for me," he husked, rolling one of her stiff nipples between fingertips. "I found out I couldn't stay away from you very long without going nuts."
She smiled as she gulped more of his prick into her hot mouth. Then, he forced her mouth off his cock and smiled at her.
"Get on your stomach," he whispered.
"Whatever you want," she cooed.
He parted her legs and climbed between them. She assisted by pulling her knees up and raising her ass. At the same time, she reached back between her spread legs to touch and fondle his balls.
He moaned as he fucked into her. She sucked in her breath, thrilling to the tremendous pleasure of his mammoth fuck-meat slicing into her juicy pussy from behind. Her whole body shuddered as the instant waves of ecstasy fanned out over her.
He lowered himself as his cock fucked to the hilt into her pussy. He reached around and squeezed the tops of her thighs, holding her close to him. He then rotated his ass in small, tight circles, letting her spasming cunt muscles massage his embedded prick.
All the while, Edna played with his balls and swooned as her stuffed cunt hole clamped around his bloated prick. She shrieked happily when Clint finally started pumping his cock in and out of her pussy.
She gave shrill cries of pure ecstasy as the first of many orgasms triggered her nerves. Her pussy heaved and spasmed, and her rich cunt nectar bathed his spearing fucker. She did her best to hump back against his corkscrewing prick, and the added friction was incredible.
She came mightily, her cunt cream gushing in a frothy stream just in time to meet his thick flood of jism. They both squealed out their pleasure, then collapsed, hugging and giggling.
For long minutes, he cradled her in his arms, leaving his prick wedged in her squeezing, wet pussy from behind. He cupped her tits as he kissed along the back of her neck, and Edna squirmed against his cozy embrace.
"Now, tell me about the new job," she said softly, savoring the precious moments and the warm security of her husband's body against hers.
"Well, one thing I forgot to mention is that our first job next week is next door at Georgia's," he said casually, obviously waiting for her reaction. "Her unit needs servicing."
Edna turned her head slowly, smirking. "Yeah, but just remember how much you've already serviced her unit."
They giggled together. "Jealous?" he whispered, squeezing her big tits and nuzzling her ear with his lips.
"Mmmm, not at all," she purred. " Because I'll be right back there supervising the whole job."
He laughed. "And hoping the real action starts when the crew leaves?" he chided.
"Well, it did cross my mind," she said playfully.
He laughed again as he eased his prick out of her just long enough to press her flat on the bed and fuck into her pussy again. He stabbed his prick into her fuck-hole, making her cry out joyously as she hiked her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She humped against his pounding prick, pressed her hands on the sides of his face and kissed him hotly on the lips.
With Clint's cock fucking inside her, she continued to savor her happiness and the glorious sensations she was feeling. She knew now that a strong marriage could endure some rocky times.
She also knew that the rocky times for her and Clint were over.
