Mike Bryan was a man torn by restless sexual longings.
What bothered Mike was that his sexual desires did not sufficiently coincide with those of his wife Sally. Whereas he possessed what appeared to be an unquenchable sexual instinct, Sally on the other hand was generally able to take sex or leave it, and all too often, to Mike's consternation, she chose to leave it.
The worse that the situation got with Sally, the more that Mike began to reflect on prospective possibilities for sex with other women. Foremost in this thinking were the many young, attractive women he encountered in his regular workday activities.
Mike worked as a television repairman.
He serviced television sets during the day, when husbands or boyfriends were at work. As Mike became less satisfied with his wife's performance in bed, he began to survey with greater meticulousness the behavior of women whose homes and apartments he would visit. He concluded that a number of them would be willing to take a chance and involve themselves with him.
Even though Mike longs to express himself sexually with these beautiful women, initially he is fearful and has the tendency to withdraw. But eventually, beset by frustration and driven by strong sensual desire, Mike lets himself go. He throws himself into a lustful interlude with Rita, a captivating blonde model whose yearning for excitement and adventure coincides with his own.
After Mike takes his initial chance with Rita and decides to yield to his sensual impulses, he next encounters Norma. Norma, like Mike, is married, and has been encountering some of the same frustrations that he has experienced.
Once that Mike lets himself go with Norma, he discovers how easy it can get to yield to impulses of the flesh when the opportunities are available.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Mike Bryan hoisted the beer can over his head, downing the last few droplets of its contents.
He got up from his easy chair, then walked over and turned off the television set. Even though the show wasn't quite over, Mike was no longer interested. As he looked down in the direction of his crotch, he knew why. He recognized just how badly he needed some sexual thrills. It had been quite some time since his wife Sally had complied with his wishes on that score. It seemed as if she was gradually reaching the point where sex no longer had any fascination for her. That bothered Mike, and as he walked out of the den and tossed his beer can into the nearest trash can, he decided to go into the bedroom and see if he could arouse Sally.
His son and daughter had been put to bed a few minutes earlier, and now after he closed the bedroom door, he would have total privacy with his wife.
As he entered the bedroom, Sally was finishing reading the latest edition of Time magazine. She lay there in her panties and bra. Even though she often slept in her pajamas, the evenings had been warm as of late, the temperatures rising as the middle of summer beckoned.
Mike looked over at her beautiful red hair and her trim, lovely body. He remembered the first time that he had laid eyes on her some eight years earlier. The first thing he had noticed was her lovely hair. After that, he had observed her beautiful form, particularly her dazzling breasts and her trim, luscious legs. The eight years that had passed had done nothing in any way to diminish the voluptuousness of her form or the beauty of her face.
"Why don't you put the magazine down, honey," Mike suggested as he began to pull his T-shirt over his head.
Mike Bryan worked as a television repairman. As of late, business had been very brisk. Even though he was happy from the standpoint of the living standard it enabled him to maintain, he was sad in another respect. He seemed to be constantly on the go, and often, after his return home, he would be hot and tired. He would drink a few beers, after which he would then feel the pangs of sexual desire. He would be hopeful on those occasions of his wife participating in some sex with him, but as of late it just wasn't seeming to work out that way. Therefore, he was in something of the doldrums as he looked down at her.
"I'm right in the middle of an article," she said. "Just a minute. Let me finish it."
Mike reached down and undid his belt. He pulled his trousers down his legs and off of him. All he had to do next was remove his shorts and he would be completely naked. Sally kept concentrating on her magazine article. As she did, he reached down and pulled at his shorts. He tugged several times, then slid them down his legs and off of him.
He looked down at his hard, throbbing penis. He could feel the tingles of anticipation in his nuts. He knew what he needed. He needed a good fuck, and what was more, he needed it right away. He was getting tired of all of this pussy footing, this beating around the bush. After all, he was married to Sally. Since they were man and wife, he felt that it was only befitting that he be permitted some of the joys of husbandhood. He wanted to be able to exercise his hard cock, to enjoy himself in passionate sex with his lovely wife.
She finished the article, then looked up from her magazine. As she observed her naked, erect husband, she shook her head.
"Just what do you think you're getting ready for?" she asked.
"It's been such a long time," he said, . demonstrating impatience ever so slightly with a tinge of peevishness in his voice. "I figure it's long overdue. Come on, honey. Let's do it tonight."
"Do you realize how tough it is taking care of two young children all day?" she shook her head.
"I can understand that. It isn't easy to go out and hustle a living as a TV repairman either. Just let me remind you of that."
"No, I don't suppose that it is."
"But I'll tell you something. Somehow I manage to do it. One of the reasons why I do it, one of the big reasons, is you. So when I come home and I get nothing but the cold shoulder, you can imagine how that makes me feel. Now put down the magazine, honey. I really need it tonight. No fooling. I wouldn't be emphasizing it this strongly if that weren't the case."
He reached out and grabbed the magazine out of Sally's hands. He tossed it on a nearby table.
"You certainly are getting bold," she said.
"I'm just telling you that I need you. I need you right now."
Mike reached out with both hands, allowing his fingers to slide soothingly through his wife's hair. As his fingers kept on making contact with Sally's hair, he pushed his lips forward. He let them manipulate against her lips. As their lips remained pressed solidly against each other, his whole body began to feel great tingly sensations. He was getting hotter than ever under the swift, decisive impulse of the kiss.
When he turned his lips loose from his lover's, he pushed his tongue forward. He wanted to merge his tongue against that of his beautiful wife's. If he could enjoy some tingly tongue sensations, he thought, that would get him even more ready for the act at hand.
He reached out and slid his tongue inside of her mouth. The more rapidly that his tongue twisted and turned, the greater the amount of excitement that circulated through his whole body. He loved to press and twist with his tongue, enjoying every measure of wild satisfaction that occurred between the two of them. The quicker that his tongue went to work against Sally's, the more agitated that she felt. Her whole body kept swaying and twisting as his tongue employed itself with great skill, driving with an air of passion and determination.
He removed his tongue finally from her mouth. He reached down with both hands, gliding his fingers against her buttocks. The more rapidly that his fingers clutched against her ass cheeks, the greater the excitement that he felt. He could see that Sally's body, which had been exceedingly tense, was now beginning to relax. Mike was happy that he had apparently pushed her into a greater state of excitement and enjoyment.
After he removed his fingers from her ass cheeks, Mike reached out and let them clutch against her breasts. He held on tightly to her fleshy tits. He moved his fingers over her breasts several times, then reached out and began to toy with her nipples. As his fingers kept squeezing her nipples, he felt an ever-greater measure of excitement. He could feel the waves of titillating passion in his cock and balls. He knew that it would only be a question of time before he would have to start exercising his cock. He would plunge with his hot dick, driving it inside of her until all of the flowing juices spurted from his gigantic organ.
While his fingers moved with resolute skill and strength against her nipples, which responded to every touch, Mike pushed his tongue forward. He let it slide inside of her mouth. His tongue connected with hers, working back and forth, twisting and sliding as he fingered her nipples.
He removed his tongue from her mouth, then looked down at his long, hot cock. He knew that he had to get it moving. He knew he had to drive it inside of her pussy. But yet, on the same token, Mike recognized that she might not be as ready for a wild fuck as she would in a few minutes. Perhaps, he thought, the best route to go would be that of exciting her through some sucking sensations. He could plant his tongue inside of her asshole, then drive it with throbbing joy inside of her pussy.
Mike moved his tongue forward, allowing it to make its first twisting, energetic penetration inside of her asshole. He moved his tongue with great skill, gliding it back and forth, driving it fervently inside of her asshole. The faster that his tongue asserted itself inside of her anus, the quicker that her body twisted as her ass cheeks moved from side to side. She enjoyed the hot, twisting tongue sensations that he kept providing for her, and the longer and faster that he sucked her asshole, the more excitement he engendered within her whole body.
His tongue kept on moving, driving forward, splashing and twisting inside of Sally's asshole. When he removed his tongue finally, he had a wide, confident smile creasing his lips. He knew precisely what was happening. He was bringing his wife out of the doldrums and into a greater state of acute sexual awareness. Now it was up to him, he felt, to provide her with just the right kind of sensations.
"Come on, keep on sucking me," Sally told him. "I love the way your tongue is going to work. I really enjoy it."
He pushed his tongue forward, planting it against her pussy. As Mike made his first penetrating contact with her vagina, he reached out and slid his fingers soothingly against her thighs. Mike's fingers worked skillfully up and down his lover's legs. He kept on maintaining his fingers at a rapid, stirring pace as he moved his fingers against her thighs, then her ankles. The faster that his fingers kept on circulating against his lover's legs, the more quickly that Mike put his tongue to work as he kept planting it ever so deeply inside of beautiful Sally's mound. His tongue kept working with great skill and joy, and the faster that he tongued her, the harder that his heart began to pound. It kept on palpitating wildly as he moved his tongue back and forth, planting it sharply inside of her pussy as he worked Sally ever nearer to orgasm.
"You really do know how to move your tongue," Sally complimented Mike. "Just keep your tongue moving. Press it against my pussy flesh. I like that. Ohhh, I want it. Come on, tongue me."
Mike kept up his quick throbbing tongue sensations. The deeper that he let his tongue press inside of his lover's mound, the closer that he drew her. He knew that in a matter of a few more strokes, the juices would be springing forth from her pussy. They would be splashing out of her mound and into his hot, waiting mouth.
His tongue kept on connecting with her snatch. A few quick, driving tongue strokes later, the juices were ready to shoot from Sally's snatch. He drove his tongue inside of her a few more times, and at that point the juices started to shoot from her mound. They splashed wildly from her pussy and into her lover's mouth.
"Ahhh, you really did it," Sally swooned. "That was nice, my dear. You really did a good job of sucking me. You really pressed your tongue against my pussy. I loved those sensations. I love the way that you stroked me. I love the way that you pressed your tongue against my snatch."
It made Mike feel good to start hearing some praiseworthy comments. After all, he had given it his all. He had done a good job of briskly sucking out Sally's asshole, infatuating her in the process, and then he had moved onward. He had driven his tongue forward a second time, on this occasion taking on her pussy. He had rotated his tongue skillfully, pressing it inside of her snatch until the juices had bolted from her mound. So now he was ready to go on to the cock action. As a matter-of-fact, his smoldering penis could not sit still any longer. Several times when he had planted his tongue inside of Sally's warm, moist slit, he had almost pushed himself to the point of climax. The juices had come close to toppling out of the end of his prick. So now he knew he had to get it off. He had to drive his hard, racing cock forward, to completely let himself go as he enjoyed every stimulating moment.
He reached down with both hands and slid his fingers over the tip of his cock. It made Mike proud to observe the beautiful hunk of woman who was lying there before him, her legs extended. It made him feel good to know he was married to such a beautiful woman. The woman who had so much in the way of sexual attractiveness. He was prepared to show her just how much he was impressed by her. He would demonstrate it by the way that he wielded his hard, assertive cock.
Mike reached out with his right hand. He slid his fingers inside of Sally's pussy. Back and forth he let his fingers glide inside of her moist, ready snatch. His fingers twisted and turned a few times. He released them a few moments later, at which point he was ready to drive his hard, stirring rod inside of her pussy.
"Here we go," he smiled. "I'm gonna push my dick inside you. I'm gonna really grind it. I'm gonna fuck your mound until all the juices shoot."
He moved his cock forward, and as he did, Sally extended her legs slightly. He liked the way that she nervously twitched her buttocks, preparing to receive the first few hot jolts from her lover's dick. He wanted to unleash his cock in grand style, to let it blast and stab against her pussy until the juices shot from his rod. He could feel the excitement continuing to build in his testicles as he slammed his cock back and forth, driving it with sturdy conviction as it worked its way inside of her.
"Come on, just keep twisting your butt," Mike said. "I really love this kind of screwing. This is so beautiful. Baby doll, ohhh, this is fucking. This is my kind of beautiful fucking. This is great."
His cock kept on pumping, and the more rapidly that it pressed and pushed inside of Sally's snatch, the more quickly that she responded. Mike loved the way that her hips kept on sliding, twisting and thrusting back and forth as he kept on pumping with his dick. He had now pushed to within a very few strokes of an ultimate climax.
"Hang in there," he told her. "Ahhh, I just love. I love shoving my dick around inside your pussy. Baby, we really do make splendid music."
A few hot, tugging cock sensations later, the juices were ready to spray from the end of Mike's aroused, ready organ. He kept on slamming his dick ever so solidly, planting it inside of her. A few moments later, the juices began to shoot out of the end of his hard, sturdy penis. As his body kept rocking, he watched the droplets of spraying white semen that shot from his dick.
"Ahhh, this is wonderful," he sighed. "I love sticking my dick into you, baby. This is such a wonderful feeling. Yes, my sweet, Ohhh, this is fucking. This is screwing at its best."
Mike turned his cock loose from Sally's pussy. He pushed his lips forward, shoving them against hers. He wanted to thank her in his own way for all of the sensation he had just received.
As he kissed her, he ran his fingers up and down her back. He released his cock from her mound.
CHAPTER TWO
He looked down at her pussy once more.
"Baby, you've got a nice snatch," Mike said. "It's beautiful. I sucked it and I fucked it. You know, I wouldn't mind going into some other kind of action right now."
"You mean you're not through for the night?" she asked with a tone of disappointment in her voice.
"Do I have to be on some kind of time table?" he asked.
"No. It's just that we've already fucked twice. You've sucked the juices out of my pussy and fucked it. So what more do you need in the way of sensation?"
"I just though I could get my rocks off again. Is there anything wrong with that?"
"Sometimes I wonder about you," she shook her head. "I give you what you want, and then you want more."
"I was hoping maybe you'd want to go down on me," Mike said.
She shook her head.
"I've told you what I think of acts like that," she said disgustedly. "Get some whore if you want that kind of crude action."
"I don't call that crude action. If there's feeling behind an act, then I don't think it's dirty. I would have feeling for such an act. I don't see why you wouldn't either."
"Let's not go into this any more. I really don't think that it's right for you to expect me to keep on going into sex acts that I don't really enjoy. That's one I really have no use for. I guess we can maybe make a compromise.
"Of what kind?" Mike asked.
"If you want, I guess you can fuck my pussy again. After all, I don't want a horny, dissatisfied husband on my hands. It would make life a lot more miserable."
"Then I guess that's what we'll do."
"Go ahead."
Mike reached down with his right hand. He allowed his fingers to move soothingly against his wife's slit. He kept his fingers twisting and turning against her snatch for a few strokes, after which he then released his fingers. By then Mike was all set to launch into some more fucking. He wanted to drive his cock forward, to let it slide brilliantly inside of her snatch until the thick droplets of white cream had sprayed from his hard, energetic phallus.
Mike kissed Sally's lips several times in rapid succession, then prepared to launch into his fucking. He pushed his cock forward, allowing it to make its initial impact inside of Sally's mound. As he worked his quick, throbbing hunk of meat inside of her vagina, he once again began to feel some waves of excitement. For a while the sexual feelings within him had diminished after his wife had started giving him a bad time. He hated the way that Sally often looked at sex. It made him feel guilty just to ask her. But it was something he definitely needed. He had to get his rocks off. And, on top of that, his wife was such an appealing woman that it was difficult spending any period of time around her without feeling tingles of sexual urges.
So now he was able to fuck her again. He dug his cock inside of her pussy, reaching out at the same time and grabbing her breasts. He loved working his fingers back and forth. The more rapidly that he manipulated his fingers against her breasts, the closer that he pushed himself toward another climax. He liked the act of fucking. He loved the way that his cock was asserting itself, driving energetically as he worked it ever deeper inside of her pussy. He was just a few strokes away from the orgasm that he had anticipated for so long.
He kept on driving his dick, slamming it hard and fast, manipulating it stiffly inside of Sally's snatch as he worked his way that much nearer. The itchiness became overpowering within his whole body. His hard cock kept on moving, twisting and turning, slamming inside of her vagina.
"Ahhh, I'm getting close," he said. "Sweetheart, do I ever love fucking your snatch. Does that ever feel great. Baby doll, ohhh, this is such a glorious fuck. It's such a nice feeling running my cock inside your mound. I just love it. Ohhh, I'm wild about it, baby."
As his cock kept on digging and slashing inside of Sally's wet pussy, Mike reached out with his right forefinger. He let it begin to stab inside of her asshole. He enjoyed the finger-fucking thrusts. As his finger kept on digging, pushing its way into her anus, Mike pushed that much nearer. His hard cock kept surging, driving hard and fast, working its way solidly inside of her mound as he pushed himself that much closer to the invigorating moment of climax. He could see that the second orgasm would be every bit as exciting as the first. If anything, maybe he would even enjoy it more. After all, he was warmed up a little better now. And he enjoyed every quick, throbbing bit of sensation that he received from his fuck stabs. He loved the way that Sally twisted her hips and tightened her cuntal muscles as best she could, responding to his avalanche of sexual sensation.
As Mike moved ever nearer, he removed his finger from her asshole. That bit of activity had already done the trick. It had made Sally more responsive. He reached out with both hands and slid his fingers against her breasts. His fingers twisted back and forth as he slid them against her tits.
"Honey, ohhh, it's strictly bombs away," Mike said. "The stuff is gonna shoot out of me. It's all gonna spray. It's gonna spill. Ahhh, is it ever gonna spill."
Mike pushed his tongue forward. He planted it against his lover's tongue. As their tongues remained firmly locked against one another, the juices began to pour out of the end of his penis. The juices kept shooting, and as they did, his body wiggled wildly. His lips remained pressed against hers until the final few drops of orgasmic liquid had shot. At that point he removed his prick from her pussy.
"Ahhh, I loved it, right up until the end," he said. "That fuck was good to the last drop."
"I hope you feel a little more satisfied now."
Although Mike would have liked to let his wife alone at that point, to calm her down, he realized he needed some more action. After all, it had been a long, dry spell, and now that the dry spell had been broken, he felt as if he needed yet one more orgasm.
He looked down at his cock, which had gone down so very little. He knew that soon the limpness in the cock would vanish and he would be right back to the same full state of erect passion that he had been in before. He reached down with his right hand, letting his fingers skillfully slide against his lover's pussy. He worked his fingers back and forth, rotating them inside of her nest. He touched her clitoris a few times, seeking to do everything he could to excite and agitate his lovely wife.
"I need you once more," Mike said. "Certainly you can understand that."
"You really are some kind of sex maniac," she laughed. "Very well, just as long as you don't ask for any of that kinky stuff."
"No, I'll be a good boy. I'll settle for a pussy fuck."
"That's good. That's good just as long as you don't go for any of that way-out stuff."
Mike reached down and let his fingers toy with his wife's buttocks. He kept on working his fingers back and forth, allowing them to twist and stab against her buttocks. As Mike held on tightly, he prepared to launch into some more wild, ecstatic fucking. He wanted to drive his cock brilliantly inside of his lover's pussy. He wanted to fuck his beautiful wife one more time until the flowing white juices had shot. He wanted to completely let himself go, to rip and stab with his pecker. Mike felt as if he had attained freedom for the first time in quite a spell. Just the feeling of being around his beautiful wife had given him an enormous lift. He was all set to romp, to move his hot, slashing cock around inside of her pussy. He wanted to stab her with his energetic pecker until all of his remaining juices had shot.
"Here I go," he told her excitedly, his heart throbbing all the while. "Just one more fuck, baby. That's all I ask for tonight. And I'm gonna get it. Yes, right inside your pussy."
It thrilled Mike to observe the way that his wife thrusted her body upward to meet his quick vigorous stabs. Back and forth he drove his sharp, invigorating tool, loving every decisive moment that passed between them. The longer that he fucked her pussy, the sharper that he stabbed her. He kept on pushing and slicing with his dick, ramming it hard, moving it with celebrated triumph and passion as he manipulated himself ever more closely to another stirring orgasm.
"Oh, this is some kind of fuck," he said. "Baby, I just love it. Sweetheart, this is my kind of screw. I love driving my dick inside of your pussy. It's such a great feeling. Ahhh, honey, this is screwing. Yes, right at its best. Ahhh, just keep your hips gliding.
Sweetheart, come on, really glide them. I love it, my dear. Ahhh, ohhh, I love it so much. I love this fucking."
Mike twisted his ass cheeks back and forth as he kept on ramming his dick forcefully inside of her pussy. A few quick, jabbing, cock stabs later, the juices began to spurt out of the end of his dick. His whole body rocked as the droplets of thick fluid kept on spilling, shooting beautifully from his fiery furnace.
"Ahhh, does that ever make me feel great," he said. "This is fucking, sweetheart. Ohhh, what a fuck you are. Maybe it's hard to get you into the act, but once you get there, then you really come on. Ohhh, what a tight pussy.
Mike released his prick from Sally's snatch. He took her in his arms, delivering one last kiss to her lips.
"I hope that's the end of it for tonight," Sally said.
Mike tried not to show the keen disappointment that he felt throughout his body. He hated the fact that Sally considered sex, at least in large measure, to be an ordeal. To him it had been a celebration, but to Sally it had been something only to be tolerated and nothing more.
Even though Mike had had three orgasms and should have been in a great state of satisfaction, he felt saddened.
CHAPTER THREE
It was the middle of the following afternoon, and Mike had a call to look at a colored television set in an apartment complex just outside the city.
It was a singles-only dwelling, and as Mike knocked on the door, he was astounded when a beautiful blonde in a bright green bikini answered the door. Her body was a glistening gold, which indicated she had spent a good deal of time in the sun lately. Her blue eyes radiated luminously as she broke into an impromptu smile.
Mike's body tensed the moment that he laid eyes on the beautiful blue-eyed blonde in the bikini. Her body appeared to be slightly wet, as if she had just stepped out of the water.
"Please come in," she smiled. "My name's Rita."
"Hello, I'm Mike, the television repairman. I think you said you were having trouble with your color set."
"That's right," she smiled. "Nothing but problems. I haven't even been able to watch some of my favorite soap operas. The television set's this way. Sorry that I'm greeting you like this. I just got out of the swimming pool. You know, time can fly when you're swimming or just lying around in the sun. I looked up at the clock and suddenly discovered that it was about time for the TV repairman to arrive."
"No problem," Mike smiled as he moved toward the television set. "I wouldn't blame anybody for wanting to spend this afternoon in a swimming pool."
"Yes, it is rather warm out. I have a modeling appointment tomorrow."
"Is that what you do for a living?"
"Yes," Rita smiled, "I'm a model. You see, it's a commercial for a swim suit outfit. That's why I wanted to get a nice tan. So I've been concentrating most of the week on it."
"You've succeeded very well," Mike smiled as he went behind the television set. "You look warm, and it's only natural.
Working on a day like this. I feel sorry for anybody who has to be out on a day like this. How about me getting you a beer?"
"I don't usually drink while I'm on the job," Mike laughed nervously.
"So that means you'll have to make an exception. Right?"
"You've twisted my arm," Mike chuckled. "Besides that, it is awfully hot."
Even though Mike was doing his best to concentrate on the business at hand, he was finding it extremely difficult to do so. As Rita left the room, walking into the kitchen to get him a beer, he got a good look at her tightly constructed ass cheeks. The longer that he stared, the harder that his pecker became. He recognized just how much he would like to have sex with this beautiful young woman. He remembered the hard time that Sally had given him the night before. Even though she finally had agreed to put out, it had been no easy matter to get sex from her. After his third orgasm, Mike recalled the disappointment that he had felt when Sally acted as if the whole thing had been a difficult ordeal. It caused him to feel enough in the way of sadness to where he couldn't sleep most of the night. He had tossed and turned, constantly thinking about all that had happened.
Suddenly he didn't even feel tired any more. Just being in the presence of this beautiful young model had absolutely rejuvenated him. A few moments later, as he continued to tinker with the television set, Rita arrived with a can of beer.
"I brought you a can of beer," she said, handing it to him, "and I fixed myself a Martini."
"Fine. Thank you very much," Mike bowed.
As Mike sipped from the beer, he did his best to concentrate on the set. He kept envisioning the beautiful body of gorgeous Rita, wondering what it would be like to plunge his penis inside of her.
Mike stuck with the challenge of the television set until he finally finished repairing it. He then got up from the floor.
"It's in good shape now," he said.
To prove his point, Mike flipped the channels, revealing the new picture to her. Everything looked clear. She nodded.
"Hey, that is nice," she said. "That's very good. Say, how about another beer?"
"I really should be going."
"Nonsense. I'm not that hard to take, am
"Hell, no. It's not that at all."
"Then what is it?"
"I mean, I've got some other appointments this afternoon."
"Is another little beer gonna hurt anything?"
She looked at him and smiled radiantly. He knew that he couldn't say no to her.
"Fine, I guess I can have another one," Mike said.
As they sat and talked, Rita occasionally cast an appraising eye toward Mike's crotch. She observed just how erect he was, and she knew just how much he would enjoy having sex with her. She could see also, however, that he was fearful about such a prospect.
"You're married," she finally concluded. "That's right."
"But I have a hunch your wife isn't giving you as much as you'd like."
"What is this, a psychiatric-couch session?"
"No, I just have this feeling. I have this strong feeling that you're not getting as much as you'd like. I can see it in your eyes. I could see it the second you laid eyes on me. I don't think you're even gonna try and deny it. Are you?"
"No, I guess I won't even deny it. Particularly since you seem to be so shrewd that there's no way of hiding the truth from you."
"That's so true," she acknowledged with a smile. "You see, where men are concerned, I'm a pretty discerning girl."
"You're very bright."
"Does your wife engage in all kinds of different acts with you?"
"I hate to even talk about her right now."
"Fine, then let's talk about what you like to do. I'm a very liberated girl. You see, when I see a man I like, I don't see any reason why I can't tell him so. Men can feel at liberty to do that any time they want to. There's no problem. Nobody complains. At least most people don't complain. But take a woman. No, she's supposed to keep her mouth shut. At least until the concentration of women's rights that we're seeing now. Thank goodness for it. Now a woman can say what she thinks. Well, I'll say what I think of you right now. I think you're an absolutely great guy. On top of that, you've got lots of sex appeal. And I know you think I've got sex appeal."
"Great god, you're loaded with it," Mike gulped.
"I'll bet it's been a long time since someone has gone down on your joint," she said. "How about your wife? How often does she suck you off?"
"Like I said, I hate to even talk about her right now."
"Then that answers my question. I don't think you've gotten much of that kind of action lately."
"Regrettably I haven't."
"But you'd love to get your cock sucked. You'd love to get it sucked right now. Isn't that so?"
"Yes, it is."
"Then let's get into it right now."
Much to Mike's astonishment, Rita was ready to move into the act of sex right at that very second. She dropped down to her knees, then reached out and unzipped Mike's trousers. She reached inside of his trousers, frantically making a grab for his cock. Back and forth she glided her fingers, allowing them to twist and turn as she sent them spiritedly against his peter. The more rapidly that her fingers stroked against his long, hard cock, the greater the amount of excitement that he felt within his whole body. He was boiling with sexual effervescence. This was certainly totally unlike what had happened the night before, he thought. He was no longer with a reluctant woman. Sally had been hard pressed to give him any kind of sexual satisfaction, but this beautiful woman was completely different. She was as liberated as she claimed to be. She was willing to go all the way with him.
Her fingers gripped rapidly against his balls. Back and forth she kept cupping her fingers around them. The longer that her fingers worked with rapid-fire stimulation against Mike's testicles, the more he loved it. He liked her quick, stabbing finger movements. She kept up her hot, jolting finger efforts against his balls for a few more moments. She then switched her activities to his cock. She began to stroke the tip of his prick, after which her fingers then slid up and down the full length of his hard, agitated peter. As her fingers worked spiritedly against his cock, she pushed her tongue downward toward his balls. She slid her tongue back and forth, letting it connect with his searing nuts.
"Ohhh, just suck me," he sighed. "Come on, just grind your tongue, honey. I like the way you let yourself go. You're really good.
Your sucking is so beautiful. Come on, darling. Keep stroking. Come on, keep stroking my nuts. Plunge your tongue against them. I like it, baby. Ohhh, I like the way you're tonguing my hot nuts."
The faster that she slid her tongue against his balls, the more rapidly that she addressed her fingers to his hard, agitated dick. She moved her fingers with fleeting desire as they swept up and down the full length of his stick. As she removed her tongue from his testicles, she decided it was time to put her tongue to work against Mike's cock. She moved her tongue forward, then planted it against the tip of his instrument.
"Come on, eat my pecker," Mike gulped. "Darling, what sucking."
As Rita put her tongue to work against his cock, she reached down to grab at Mike's balls. She held on tightly, letting her fingers move back and forth. She created a furnace of passion within him through her movements, allowing her fingers to press ever so eagerly and tightly against his balls while she moved her tongue skirtingly and eagerly up and down his long, steady dick.
"Come on, just keep sucking," he sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, you're gonna bring me off. I'm so close to shooting now. Just a few more of those strokes. Just a few more of the hot strokes. Your tongue can do it."
Rita's tongue faithfully connected with Mike's hard, solid peter a few more times. The dazzling droplets of thick, white fluid commenced to shoot out of the end of his dick. His whole body wiggled as he felt the hot tongue movements that she kept on bringing to bear. As the juices shot from his tool, he looked down at Rita. He smiled brightly. This was the kind of woman he wanted, he thought. This was not like Sally. Here was a beautiful woman who believed in completely letting herself go.
Her tongue had moved at a bewilderingly rapid pace, causing him to feel tingles throughout his whole body. And finally she had brought him off. She had sucked out every droplet of passionate white juice which had spurted from the end of his cum-laden prick.
As Rita removed her tongue from Mike's cock, she jumped up from the rug. He watched as she reached up and with several quick, decisive movements, undid her bikini top. She let the bikini top drop down to the floor. She pushed her breasts forward. She wanted to put them on display. She wanted to give Mike a chance to focus his eyes on her bare bosoms for several long moments.
"Just take a look at my tits," Rita smiled. "What do you think of them?"
"I think they're gorgeous. Damned, they're big. Big and firm looking."
"They are firm," she smiled. "And you're gonna get a chance to find out just how firm, sweetheart. Yes, indeed, baby. I've got firm tits. They're thirty-seven inches. I'd say that's pretty good."
"Certainly great by my standards."
"Now I'm gonna take off the bottom part of my bikini," she winked, enjoying every tantalizing moment. "You just wait, my sweet. You just watch me."
She moved her fingers downward, letting them connect with her bikini bottoms. She pulled and tugged at her bikini bottoms, then removed them. Mike watched as she slid her hips with dazzling grace back and forth, doing everything that she could to turn him on while she removed her bikini bottoms.
"How do you like the looks of that?" she asked laughingly. "This is my cunt, baby."
Mike continued to watch as she slid the bottom of her bikini down her legs, then off of her. As she stepped out of her bikini, she reached down with her right hand. She began to slide her fingers inside of her twat. He was captivated by the sight of her blond pubic snatch and by the pink, welcome vagina that rested beneath her snatch hairs.
"Come on, honey, into the bedroom," she smiled.
Mike watched as she began to walk into the bedroom. He liked the way that her buttocks wiggled as she twisted them back and forth. He got up and walked behind her, proceeding into the bedroom. Mike then removed his clothes. He tugged at his shorts, pulling them down his legs and off of him. He reached down with both hands and toyed with his cock a few times, then threw his body into bed with her.
He threw his arms around Rita's body. He loved the warmth of her form as he pushed his chest against her breasts. Back and forth their tingling bodies glided against each other for several long, captivating, erotically inspired minutes. As he shoved his tongue inside of her mouth, he loved the captivating sensations that were attached to the French kiss. When Mike released his tongue from Rita's mouth, she jumped up quickly from the bed.
"Where are you going?" he asked with concern. "I thought we were relating pretty well. You don't want to wreck a party prematurely, honey."
"No way. I'll be back in a second."
A few moments later Rita returned. She handed her lover a spray can of whipped cream.
"I want you to give me a nice tongue bath," Rita smiled. "Have you ever done this before?"
"No. What do you want me to do, just cover you with whipped cream?"
"In all the vital spots," she nodded. "You can do it under my armpits. You can do it on my tits. You can do it on my cunt. You can do it in my asshole. The you suck it all out. It gives you a little more incentive. You follow me?"
"I'd have to be an idiot if I didn't understand that," Mike smiled. "All right, my dear. You're giving me a little bit of an education. Perhaps I might be older than you from the standpoint of actual years, but it looks like you've got me beat when it comes to certain experiences."
"That's what I found with a lot of married men," Rita nodded, frowning with concern. "What's that?"
"They don't seem to experiment enough. Sometimes it's the wife. That's what it is in your case."
"That's right, but at a time like this, like I said before, why mention her?"
Mike gleefully sprayed the whipped cream underneath Rita's armpits. He sprayed it on her breasts, inside of her pussy and inside her asshole. He now was all ready to push his tongue and assert it with great brilliance. He wanted to suck out every bit of whipped cream.
"Come on, darling, I'm waiting for you," she implored.
As a means of exciting Mike even more, Rita twisted her body from side to side a few times. Mike slid his tongue against her left armpit. He worked it back and forth, skirting it with great joy. He pushed it with great inspiration until he swallowed every droplet of the whipped cream. He then moved his tongue over to the other armpit. It was the first time in his life that Mike had ever registered his tongue inside of a woman's armpit. He could hardly believe all the beautiful sensations that were resulting from what he was doing.
His tongue kept on slicing, making determined, assertive contact with her armpit.
"Ahhh, that's very nice," she sighed. "Baby, you really love to tongue me. I know that you do. Sweetheart, tongue ever bit of cream out of me. Then go after my pussy. Save that for last, honey. Save the best for last. Then you're gonna bring me off. Yes, your tongue will do it. Your tongue will push around inside of my nest. You'll tongue me until every drop of the juice shoots out of my pussy."
The longer that Mike focused his attentions on Rita's body, the faster that her hips and breasts trembled. He moved his tongue downward toward her left tit. He liked watching her warm, firm breasts dance. Mike could hardly wait to make the first bit of splendid contact with her tit.
As his tongue whipped back and forth, circulating against her tit, her pleadings urged him on.
"That's it, tits suck me," she said. "A few more stabs, honey. You'll have all of that cream out of there in no time."
He removed his tongue from her left breast, then let it go to work against her right. His tongue kept on manipulating, driving with solid impact as it made hot, effective contact with her breast. He moved his tongue back and forth a few more times against her tit, after which he then removed his tongue.
"Honey, I'm gonna suck out your ass," he sighed. "I'm gonna finish that, and then I'm gonna go on to your cunt."
Mike pushed his tongue downward, allowing it to make its initial contact inside of Rita's asshole. His tongue worked sweepingly, driving back and forth, working with steady desire as it manipulated against her anus. He kept on driving his tongue, working it skillfully, removing every droplet of the whipped cream.
"Now my cunt," she sighed with ecstasy. "Come on, dear. Just work your tongue inside it. My pussy is ready. Is it ever ready. Just move your tongue, baby doll. Really drive it. Come on, slide it inside of my nest."
Mike moved his tongue forward. He found himself gaining confidence with each and every minute of sexual activity. His tongue drove crisply, working its way inside of her pussy. The faster that his tongue throbbed and twisted inside of her nest, the more cream he gobbled up. Pretty soon he was attacking only her naked cunt, and as his tongue sliced away, pushing her that much nearer to orgasm, he reached out and grabbed her breasts. He held on tightly to her nipples, enjoying the quick, decisive tongue strokes that he put forth as he moved her that much nearer.
A few hot stabs later, the juices were ready to shoot. They splashed from his lover's cunt and into Mike's mouth.
An overjoyed Mike removed his tongue from Rita's slit. He could see that she was ready for some more action.
CHAPTER FOUR
Rita looked at Mike and smiled. "I wonder if you'd like another blow job," she said.
"Honey, that sounds so good. The idea of another suck. But I'll tell you what I'd really love. I'd love to push my cock inside your mouth. I'd love to control the action. I'd like to throat fuck you. How does that sound?"
"That sounds just fine. Go ahead. Drive your cock into me, baby. Come on and stick your cock down my throat. I want to feel it plunging against me. I want to feel it driving inside of my mouth."
"That's good. I'm glad we're in agreement. I love these magnificent sensations. Baby, you don't know what you're doing for me. This really increases a guy's morale."
"I'll just bet that it does," Rita smiled. "I told you that I knew what you were going through. You weren't getting enough sex from your wife."
Rita reached out with both hands. She allowed her fingers to press and connect with the tip of Mike's cock. She toyed with the foreskin of his peter, then drove her fingers up and down the full, lengthy base of his hard cock. She moved her fingers with stirring joy, allowing them to connect with great consistency and desire against his peter. Up and down she moved her fingers, sliding them against his stiff, hot organ. She kept up the finger strokes for a few more moments, then began to run her tongue along the edge of his cock. She loved teasing his dick, and as her tongue kept on stroking it, Mike heaved a deep sigh.
"That really does feel nice," Mike said. "Darling, ohhh, these are beautiful movements. Come on, honey. You can keep that up as long as you want."
While Rita kept on asserting her tongue against the very tip of Mike's cock, she reached down and manipulated her fingers against his balls. She moved her fingers against his testicles a few more times, after which she then released them. She simultaneously released her tongue from the tip of his dagger-like pecker.
"Now I'm ready to fuck your mouth," Mike said. "I'm really gonna drive my cock into you. Am I ever gonna stab. Every inch of the way, baby."
Mike shoved his peter forward. He let it work its way inside of Rita's mouth. It felt good to Mike to be on top, to be able to manipulate his hard, flowing organ with great delight inside of her mouth. He kept on moving his cock with firmness and desire. He confined his activities to the outer edges of her mouth for several long minutes, after which he then began to grind it ever more deeply inside of her. Pretty soon he pumped and pushed his cock all the way to the base of her throat. He slammed it hard and fast, driving it with great desire and joy as he kept fucking her mouth.
The harder that he slammed his cock inside of her mouth, the closer that he found himself moving toward the inevitable climax that he knew would follow. It was just a question of time. His hard dick kept on ramming, slamming hard, working solidly as it pushed ever so deeply inside of Rita's mouth. He kept on maneuvering his cock with grace and excitement, shoving it that much deeper, sliding it all the way to the base of her throat. He was only a few strokes removed from orgasm. He kept pushing hard, shoving his cock ever so decisively, utilizing each and every quick passionate stroke as he made his way ever nearer to the point of a wild climax.
"Ohhh, honey, this is some kind of fuck," Mike said. "It makes me feel as free as a bird. I really love it, my sweet. Ohhh, do I ever love slamming with my cock. It's such a wonderful feeling. Baby doll, ohhh, hang in there. Yeah, really hang in there. Sweetie, ohhh, what a mouth you have."
Mike's hot tool kept on driving against the base of his lover's throat. Rita loved being dominated by Mike. He reached down and grabbed at her ass cheeks. As he held on snugly, she could hear the sounds of his increasingly heavier breathing. She knew that it would not be that much longer before the stirring droplets of thick, white fluid shot out of the end of Mike's long, firm dick and into her mouth.
"Ahhh, this is my idea of a great fuck," he exclaimed. "This is swell, baby. Ohhh, this is fucking. Baby, ohhh, what a fuck."
A few quick, twisting cock strokes later, the droplets of hot fluid began to shoot from Mike's warm stick. His body felt the shock waves of excitement. His balls itched as he kept on pouring his cock into her, sliding it hard and fast, ramming it with great magnetism and joy as it moved ever more excitedly.
"Honey, ahhh, you're getting a nice mouthful," he told her. "Do I ever love fucking your mouth. Darling, ohhh, this is my idea of a beautiful screw. Sweetheart, ohhh, is this ever fucking. Oh, honey, I love it. Ahhh, do I really love it."
He removed his fiery dagger from her mouth. He looked down at his still-throbbing stick, fingering the tip of it.
"With somebody like you I could go on fucking forever," Mike said.
"I'll bet you could," Rita smiled. "So come on, doll. You ought to be able to unload another time. My pussy is so excited. You've rammed it into my mouth twice. So now my cunt wants it. It's beginning to feel left out."
Mike watched as Rita reached down with her left hand, sliding her fingers soothingly over her nest. Her fingers kept on twisting, working with quivering passion as she manipulated them against her snatch. She removed her fingers a few strokes later, then got set to receive some hot, decisive fucking stabs.
"Come on, really screw me," she sighed. "Drive your cock, honey. Yes, really push your cock into me. I really want to feel it."
Mike reached out and grabbed at Rita's ass cheeks. As his fingers held on ever so tightly, he moved his cock forward. He pushed and stabbed with his hot, flaming dick. The more rapidly that he asserted himself as he sent his hot, stabbing tool inside of her mound, the closer that he drove himself toward another wild and exhilarating climax. The longer that he fucked her and the louder that he gasped, the closer that Mike kept inevitably drawing. He liked every quick, throbbing penis stab that he kept on asserting inside of her vagina. Every time that he fucked her, he felt that much closer. He also felt waves of sexual enthusiasm.
"Keep it going," Rita sighed. "Come on, dear. Ohhh, fuck me."
As Mike's rocking, charging body kept slamming forward, his piercing prick finally ran its course. The droplets sprayed from his tool, after which he released his cock from her mound.
"I hate to say it, but I've really got to be going now," Mike smiled apologetically.
"You see. You didn't even want to stay. Aren't you glad you did?"
"I sure am."
"I hope now that we're acquainted that you'll come back again."
"It'll be quite a risk," Mike shook his head. "Me being married and all."
"Like you said earlier, leave your wife out of this," Rita laughed.
Mike burst into laughter, too.
"Touche," he chuckled.
As Mike put his clothes back on, he recognized how vastly different it felt after sex had been concluded with Rita. He had wanted to completely let himself go, and that was exactly what he had done once that he threw off the yokes of fear and guilt that plagued him in the beginning.
CHAPTER FIVE
Mike's sexual conquest of beautiful young Rita left a profound impression on him.
He could hardly believe what had happened. He had been willing to let himself go with another woman, something that he had never done during all of his married life. The thing that left him with the most discomforting feeling, though, was knowledge of the fact that he had enjoyed with Rita a certain element of sexual excitement that did not exist with his own wife. He liked the way that Rita had been willing to completely let herself go. He had made love to her in a reckless, uninhibited fashion. He could hardly believe all that he had been through in his sexual relationship with her, and the more extensive the activities became, the harder it was for him to adjust to the realities of his marital life at home.
Several days after he had had sex with Rita, Mike stopped at a lovely suburban home. He knew the woman, Norma. Her husband was a dentist, and she had always been outwardly friendly toward him, but certainly not in a manner that would suggest anything other than common friendliness.
But this particular afternoon, things seemed to be happening. There was a certain chemistry that he sensed that was present in the room.
Norma was a beautiful woman in her middle thirties with sleek black hair. Her figure was exquisite and she was clad in a white pantsuit that brought out every curvaceous line of her figure. As Mike worked on the television set, he got some of those same feelings reeling through his body that had been there just a few days earlier when he had had sex with beautiful young Rita.
"You're doing a good job," she said. "One thing about it. When it comes to taking a television apart, you really know what you're doing."
"Thank you," he laughed. "After all, that's how I make my living."
"Yes, it is. But there are a lot of people making livings in different areas who have no right to. You know, people who are just conning other people. That's why I like to see a man who really knows what he's doing in whatever walk of life he's in. Like my husband. He's an excellent dentist. He might be a lousy lover, but he's a great dentist."
Mike detected a tone of bitterness and sadness in her laugh. He was certain that the statement, even though it could have passed for a joke, was not. In short, it was his feeling that lovely Norma was trying to tell him something. She was telling him that her love life was anything but perfect. Mike deliberated for a few moments before responding. He wondered whether he ought to say anything. He finally decided that he would.
"I think I'm familiar with what you're talking about," he said, laughing bitterly. "I should be familiar with it. I've got the same kind of problem at my household."
"Is that right?" Norma said with disbelief. "I had a feeling that things were probably perfect or close to it at any rate in your love life. I had no idea that you'd have problems. You seem to maintain an appearance of outward calm anyway."
"I guess you just haven't dug deep enough beneath the surface," he said. "Either that or I guess I've put on a skillful enough act."
Norma let the statement pass. Mike decided that more than likely she was fearful about pushing the conversation any further. After all, she was the type of woman who no doubt wanted to play it safe. She had a beautiful home and a successful husband. In spite of the fact that she might like to let herself go, she would probably feel it was too costly to do so. Norma was in a different situation than Rita. That was evident. So he decided he would say nothing more. He wouldn't even discuss the subject of sex with her from that point on. And he was certain that she would not be discussing it with him.
Mike finished with the television set. As he showed Norma the results of his efforts, she expressed great pleasure, then wrote a check for his services.
"You really do have a knack," she said.
"It's just like anything else. If you work long enough at something and hard enough at it and maybe you've got a little ability and understanding of whatever it is you're doing at the start, you usually wind up doing well in the end."
"Yes, I guess that that's true," she said.
Mike was just about ready to leave. Even though he would have liked to have gone to bed with this beautiful woman, he knew that it more than likely just wasn't in the cards. The risk would have been too great for her, he thought.
Just as Mike was about to turn and walk out the door, she reached out and grabbed his left arm.
"Don't go," she said with pressing urgency.
Mike's body instantly tensed. He turned around to face her, uncertain of just what was happening.
"What's that?" he asked.
She reached out and ran her fingers over his crotch. She ran them over his long, hard penis.
"I said don't go," Norma said. "We're in the same boat. It's obvious."
"You mean about sexual frustration?"
"I mean about being unsatisfied with our sex partners. Just hang in there, my sweet. I want to have some beautiful sex with you."
As Mike watched, lovely Norma reached down and unzipped his trousers. She slid her fingers inside of his trousers, then planted them inside of his shorts. Back and forth she manipulated her fingers, sliding them against his dick. Up and down her fingers slid, and the longer and more rapidly that she asserted them against his pecker, the greater the excitement that flowed within his whole body.
A few quick, thrusting finger stabs later, she removed her fingers from Mike's cock.
"I suggest we adjourn to the bedroom," she winked.
"You're quite a beautiful temptress."
"Yes, I guess I can be when I put my mind to it."
"It looks as if you've definitely put your mind to this."
"I have, and you've put your cock to it."
"Yeah, I guess that my passions show."
"They do and it's admirable."
They walked quickly into the bedroom. As they stretched out on the bed, she reached down and began to play with his prick once more. This time she took his cock in both hands. Back and forth her fingers massaged his penis with rippling excitement. As they kept on pumping and twisting, his whole body came alive. He loved the flowing sensations that she was delivering with her fingers. Back and forth her fingers kept on asserting themselves, pushing and pumping against his hard cock as she enjoyed the quick, determined strokes.
"That sure feels good," he gasped.
"Of course it does. I love playing with your penis."
Her fingers kept on working. They slid up and down his long, agitated dick for a few more minutes. After that she released her fingers from his cock.
As she removed her fingers, Norma flashed her lover a knowing smile. As he sat there on the edge of the bed watching, Norma began to remove her white pantsuit.
Mike's body squirmed with delight as he watched Norma slowly but surely removing her pantsuit. As she pulled and tugged at it, taking it off, his heart began to pound with frenzied joy. He was in the bedroom of a beautiful woman who was in precisely the same situation he was. He knew that they would enjoy themselves in the act of sex. They had something in common.
She removed her pantsuit, then undid her bra straps. She removed her bra, then reached down and grabbed at her panties. Her hips danced back and forth as she pulled her panties down her legs and off of her. She reached down with her right hand and began to glide her fingers inside of her warm nest. Back and forth her fingers went to work, maintaining quick, steady contact with her pussy. She moved her fingers assertively several more times, after which she then released her fingers altogether. His eyes remained focused on her inviting pussy. He stared at her black pubic hairs. He wanted to reach out and touch her. He felt that the time had arrived to do so.
Mike reached out with his right hand. He glided his fingers soothingly against beautiful Norma's pussy hairs. As his fingers touched and twitched, maintaining quick, effective action against her mound, he liked the way that she responded. Her whole body swayed and weaved as he kept on pushing his fingers against her snatch. He kept up his finger strokes for a few moments more.
"Let yourself go now," Norma finally said. "Take everything off, sweetheart. Come on, honey. Just completely strip. Baby, come on, take it all off."
He removed his fingers from her pussy and then heaved a deep sigh. He then began to remove his clothes. His body shook with great anticipation as he removed his shirt, then his trousers. As he got set to remove his shorts, Mike observed Norma jumping up from the bed. She walked over toward a drawer, which she opened. She took out a flesh-colored plastic vibrator in the shape of a penis. She turned it on. He heard the loud buzzing sound as he slid his shorts down his legs and off of him.
"Take this, love," she said.
She extended her hand, holding out the vibrator to her lover. Mike willingly accepted it. He looked at the vibrator, then looked down at Norma. He knew exactly what she was expecting. Norma extended her legs, then looked down between them. She reached down with her right hand, sliding her fingers soothingly against her pussy. She moved her fingers with quickness and excitement. She demonstrated the sexual impatience that she felt.
"Okay, darling, now it's your turn," she said as she removed her fingers from her snatch. "Come on, baby. Just push the vibrator inside of my pussy. Come on, dear. Really shove it. Shove it inside my nest. Come on, honey. You can excite me. You know you can. Shove the vibrator inside my snatch until I juice."
He moved the vibrator back and forth, circulating it inside of her snatch. The quicker that the vibrator made contact with her pussy, the louder that she began to sigh. In addition to sighing, her hips kept on sliding back and forth, twisting and turning as he pushed the vibrator even deeper into her hot snatch. He drove it solidly, pushing and shoving it inside of her pussy.
"Ohhh, come on, fuck my pussy," she sighed. "Fuck it with the vibrator, sweetheart. Ohhh, I love it."
As she began to gasp even louder than before, and as her hips twisted and turned, Mike planted the vibrator even deeper inside of her receptive mound. He knew that in just a few more minutes she would have to be shooting. There was only so much excitement that she could possibly withstand, and he was pushing her to the very brink with his quick determined, ever-so-intense movements.
"That's the way I like it," she said. "Just jab my pussy a few more times. Ram into my slit."
As he shoved the vibrator against her mound, letting it push and charge, the juices began to shoot from her snatch. They splashed from her pussy, after which he released the vibrator from her hot organ.
"I'm really hot in my pussy right now," she told him emphatically. "So put your tongue to work, dear. Just plant it against my mound. Come on, baby doll. Ohhh, suck me. Come on, suck me."
Mike pushed his head down between his lover's legs. He recognized how important it was for her to receive a solid pussy suck. The vibrator had opened her up, and now she would want some additional attention. She would want him to drive his tongue inside of her hot nest until all the juices had shot. He pushed his tongue against her mound, letting it manipulate skillfully and desirously. The faster that he asserted his tongue inside of her pussy, the more rapidly that she glided her hips. She liked the way that he was taking charge with his tongue. As it kept on working like a piston, sliding back and forth inside of her nest, he reached out and grabbed her buttocks. He held on tightly to her ass cheeks, sucking her all the while, driving his tongue with great desire and force as he pushed her ever nearer to the point of a beautiful climax.
"Ohhh, suck me," she said. "You just about have me there, baby. Darling, work it. Work your tongue. Keep sliding it. Baby, slide it real nice."
As her dancing hips moved more rhythmically than ever, his fingers squeezed sharply against her ass cheeks. A few twisting tongue movements later, the juices shot from her pussy. They splashed out of her mound and into his mouth.
He removed his tongue from her organ, then knew that he had to turn his attention to his cock. The excitement he had already experienced brought him practically to the brink of a sexual earthquake. The passions stored up in his balls were moving ever more restlessly toward an inevitable climax. He would have a confrontation with her, just the kind he wanted. He wanted to try out her pussy first of all. He had sampled it with his tongue, bringing her to a state of great ecstasy and desire. So now he wanted to slam his cock inside of her snatch. He wanted to assert his brisk dick inside of her pussy until the juices all flowed from his long, hard peter.
"Here we go," he gulped. "I'm really gonna fuck your snatch."
Before Mike embarked on his screw, he leaned forward and kissed Norma's lips. He loved the way that she responded to him, pushing her lips forward to meet his. As his lips remained fondly pressed against hers, he reached down and toyed with her breasts. He moved his fingers stirringly against her nipples several times, after which he then released his fingers from her tits.
Mike was all set to rotate his cock inside of his lover's mound.
CHAPTER SIX
Mike moved his right hand downward, allowing his fingers to explore her hot nest.
Back and forth he moved his fingers inside of her organ. He kept on sliding his twisting fingers, moving them sharply and energetically against her pussy. He kept on driving his fingers with captivating precision, working them against her wet mound, making her feel an ever-greater measure of excitement.
Mike released his fingers finally from Norma's pussy. He watched the way that her body danced, moving nimbly from side to side as she anticipated some quick throbbing cock sensations.
"Here we go," he said. "I'm gonna really drive my cock into you. I'm gonna fuck your snatch. I'm gonna really fuck it."
Mike threw his tongue forward. He pushed it inside of Norma's mouth. His tongue drove and spun, sliding captivatingly against hers for a few strokes. As he released his tongue, he prepared to drive his dick inside of her. He was all set to ram his cock hard, to grind it inside of her nest until all of the juices sprayed.
His fingers moved back and forth as they made contact with Norma's warm, tingly thighs. Her whole body tingled at the thought of receiving some swift, assertive cock stabs from him.
He pushed his huge, flaming cock forward, allowing it to make its contact for the first time with her pussy. He loved the quick tugging cock strokes. His penis kept moving, shoving back and forth, driving inside of her. The longer that Mike kept up his hot, twisting penis thrusts, the deeper that he shoved his cock inside of her mound. He worked it with great desire and strength, manipulating his way ever nearer the point of a wild, dramatic orgasm. He kept shoving his burning cock inside of her hot mound, and all the while he was working that much nearer toward the grand and exhilarating climax.
His hot dick kept on shoving, driving hard, pushing inside of her. Mike moved ever more relentlessly toward the closing stages of the act. He reached down with both hands and slid his fingers against her breasts. He held on tightly to her tits. The harder that his fingers stabbed against her breasts, the closer that he found himself moving toward the invigorating moment of orgasm.
"Baby, what a tight cunt you've got," he told her. "I love the way you move it. I love the way you slide it back and forth. Sweetheart, ohhh, what a fuck."
He kept slamming his cock into her, moving it with jackhammer-like precision as he penetrated ever so deeply, driving his cock into her mound as he pushed that much nearer toward climax. A few quick, sharp, devastating cock stabs, the thick, white droplets began to shoot out of the end of his hard stick. As the flaming juices kept on spurting, Mike's whole body rocked. He loved the tight fit of his prick inside of her pussy. The last few droplets shot from his organ. Mike released his cock from his lover's nest.
"That was some fuck," he said. "You're a real tight snatch, baby."
"Just lie on your back," she smiled. "This time I want to fuck your cock."
"How do you mean?" he laughed. "What you said just doesn't seem to make much sense to me."
"I want to get on top this time," she explained. "I want to flip my hips around. You just lie on your back. I'll control the movement. You just keep your cock up there. You get what I mean."
"I see. Okay, that's a different story. Great, Baby. We'll have ourselves a beautiful screw."
As Mike lay there sprawled out on his back, his lover moved into the thick of things. She climbed up on her knees, then positioned her body forward. She raised her body, then pushed her pussy toward his cock. Mike reached out and gripped his cock with both hands. He allowed her to glide her pussy inside of his hard, throbbing spear.
"Let's really fuck," she winked. "I'm gonna move my butt around, honey. I'm gonna really twist my ass cheeks. Twist them real nice. And while I'm doing that we're gonna fuck."
She moved her hips back and forth, twisting her buttocks as Mike kept on soundly rotating his cock. He moved it back and forth, gliding it with great zeal and strength. The more rapidly that he twisted his cock, the greater the amount of enjoyment that he received. All-the while she kept on working her body back and forth, twisting her ass as she shoved her pussy against his cock. He kept moving ever nearer to the point of an invigorating orgasm. His dick kept on slamming, pushing inside of her nest. All the while he was moving ever nearer.
"Keep up the fucking," he said. "Keep up that ass twisting. That really does feel good, baby. I love the way you're handling that."
He kept on grinding with his cock, moving it back and forth. Every time that she began to move her hips and ass cheeks a little faster, he felt that much more in the way of excitement and vigor. He could now begin to feel the tension and the titillation in his balls. He knew that pretty soon the droplets of hot, white semen would be spraying from the end of his dick and into her pussy.
"Here I go," he said. "Ahhh, baby, I'm gonna shoot. Yes, my darling. The stuff's just gonna spill out of me. Baby doll, ohhh, come on, keep flinging your pussy at me.
Keep flinging it real nice."
The drops of fluid commenced to shoot out of the end of his long, aroused prick. She removed her pussy from Mike's cock, after which she stretched out next to him on the bed. Mike closed his eyes for a few moments, enjoying a needed respite of relaxation. But it wasn't going to last for long. Not while beautiful Normal was around.
She reached down with both hands, gripping the tip of his cock. Back and forth her fingers moved as the slid ever so resourcefully against his peter. Her fingers kept on stabbing, grinding against his solid organ.
"Baby, finger my dick," he sighed. "I really love the way you're doing that. Ohhh, baby doll, come on, finger it."
Her fingers kept sliding faithfully up and down his long, agitated cock. She concentrated on the tip of his instrument for a little while, after which she then started to slide her fingers up and down the full length of his enormous phallus. He could feel the waves of sensation with every stroke that she sent forth. Her fingers kept on projecting, twisting and sliding against his cock as she pushed him into that much greater state of excitement. As her fingers kept on manipulating against his cock, she reached down with her tongue and began to slide it against his balls. Her tongue worked spiritedly, continuing to connect with his hot testicles. She kept up her tongue strokes against his balls for a few more moments. By then Norma was ready to move on to bigger and more enthusiastic game. She was ready to drive her tongue against his flaming phallus. He was all set to receive her hot, stimulating tongue jolts. He wanted to receive the quick, piercing tongue stabs.
"Come on, suck me off," he sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, just suck me. Move your tongue. Just move it real nice. Ohhh, work it. Come on, work it against my pecker."
His whole body was alive with a state of purposeful excitement as his lover moved her tongue against his dick. She stroked rapidly, manipulating her tongue up and down his hard, searing spear. Her whole body rocked with every twisting, stabbing tongue stroke that she sent his way. She kept on moving her tongue, propelling it against his solid organ, moving him ever nearer to the point of an invigorating orgasm. As her tongue kept on sinking against his cock, she reached down and began to toy with his balls. Her fingers worked fervently, twisting sharply as they worked against his balls. All the while, as her fingers twisted against his bulging testicles, she drove him that much closer. She was enjoying each and every rapid-fire stroke that she brought to bear against his cock as she pushed him ever nearer, ever closer to the dramatic moment when all of the thick, white semen would spray out of the end of his cock and into her mouth.
"Eat it, suck my dick," he gulped. "This is so good. We're really letting ourselves go, honey. Yes, this is the kind of action I enjoy. Baby doll, ohhh, suck me. Come on, keep sucking me."
She reached out and began to slap at Mike's ass cheeks. That caused him to feel even more in the way of excitement. Her tongue kept winding, working up and down Mike's long, hot dick. Pretty soon he was unable to hold back the flood tide of passion any more. The hot, spurting drops of thick, white fluid commenced to shoot out of the end of his dick.
"Ahhh, here I go," he said. "Baby, ohhh, you're swallowing it. You're doing such a good job of it. Baby, suck me."
This time it was Mike reaching out and slapping at Norma's ass cheeks. His whole body kept on shaking, trembling with great delight as the droplets of thick, white semen kept on spraying from the end of his hot stick.
She removed her tongue from his cock. He threw his arms around her. They embraced.
"I guess we both needed that," Mike said.
"Yes, we did."
"That ought to hold us over for a little while. Damned, we really let ourselves go."
"I know. I feel like I could sleep for weeks," Norma laughed.
"But think of me. I've still got three more calls this afternoon," he laughed.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was about one week later, and Mike had a break in his afternoon schedule.
A man who had wanted Mike to look at his television set had called and told him that he would not be able to be there that afternoon, and that an appointment had popped up at the last second. Since Mike had a little free time, he wondered what he might do with it. The more he thought about it, the more enticing the idea became to go back and see his friend Rita. After all, Rita was single. An affair with her would not afford some of the same difficulties as would an affair with a married woman. He knew that as much as he had enjoyed having sex with Norma, that the affair could not last.
Mike drove over to Rita's apartment. He kept hoping she would be there. He got out of his van, then, as an afterthought, decided that it would be smart for him to take his repair equipment with him. After all, that way it would look as if he actually was functioning as a television repairman. He walked up to her apartment, ringing the doorbell. He rang it no less than three times, and was just about ready to leave, when all of a sudden, the door flung open and Rita stood there greeting him.
Rita was standing bare footed, wearing a light blue robe.
"Sorry about that, honey," she smiled, "but I've been busy. What's the equipment for?"
Mike stepped into the apartment, closing the door behind him.
"It's very simple," he said. "As you know, I'm a married man. I've got to cover myself for all contingencies. This way it looks as if I actually was working on your television set."
"Very clever. If need be, you can pull the set out and do a little tinkering on it, couldn't you?"
"If it came to that I could. If we needed a protective cover of some kind."
"But I don't think we're going to," she smiled. "It's so delightful to see you again. You acted like you weren't sure you could ever see me again."
"I know. I was still a little afraid. But I'm not as afraid now. Things are making me get much bolder."
"That's very good," she acknowledged. "I thought that you would. After all, you're that kind of man."
"I really am?"
"Definitely."
"Did I catch you sleeping?"
"No. As a matter-of-fact, I was in the middle of something."
She smiled broadly. Just about the time that Mike was going to ask her further just what had been happening, he recognized that he wouldn't need to. All of the sudden, a beautiful, shapely, brown-haired young woman walked nakedly into the living room.
"What's holding things up, Rita, honey?" she asked.
The girl then focused her eyes on Mike.
"My gosh, you didn't tell me you had a repairman coming over," she said. "Something like this could be very embarrassing."
"Not with this repairman," Rita laughed.
"We're on very intimate terms, my dear, and the only reason why he brought his equipment this time was as a cover. What this amounts to is a very nice surprise. Certainly you don't mind Mike coming along and joining our little party."
"Not at all," the beautiful naked woman smiled.
"How are you doing, honey?"
"I'm doing just fine. And you look just great."
"My name's Carla," the woman smiled. "And your name is what?"
"It's Mike."
"Come on into the bedroom with us, Mike."
"I'd be very glad to."
Mike's cock hardened as he walked into the bedroom with Carla and Rita. As Rita removed her robe, Carla stretched out inside of the bed. Just as Mike had suspected, Rita was wearing nothing beneath her robe. She placed her robe on top of a nearby chair, then eased her body ever so slowly into bed.
"Take off your clothes and stay awhile," Carla looked at Mike and grinned. "Not a bad idea."
"No, not a bad idea at all," Rita said.
"Just wait until you watch the two of us go to work. We're gonna have ourselves all kinds of beautiful fun."
Rita initiated the action by throwing her arms around Carla. She pushed her lips forward, allowing them to glide ever so determinedly against her lover. Their lips remained firmly locked for several long moments. Rita reached out and ran her fingers through Carla's hair. She moved her fingers quickly. The faster that she rotated her fingers against Carla's hair, the greater the amount of throbbing excitement that she felt through her whole body.
Rita removed her lips from Carla's, then propelled her tongue forward. She moved her tongue back and forth, letting it dart and twist against Carla's. The more rapidly that their tongues alertly tackled each other, the more excitement that they accumulatively felt.
While Mike watched the unfolding action, he decided that it was time for him to remove his clothes. He began to take them off. As soon as he stripped down to his shorts, he observed just what a huge erection he was sporting. He slid his shorts down his legs and off of him altogether. He looked down toward his long, throbbing peter. He knew that he would have to slide his fingers against his hot dick. He knew he would have to do that in order to maintain his high level of anxiety. His fingers kept on moving, twisting back and forth, throbbing beautifully as they worked against his cock. He kept on twisting with his fingers, moving them with great desire and joy. As he kept on grinding them against his cock, he watched the unfolding action on the bed.
Rita was apparently very hot for Carla at that moment. She reached down with both hands, allowing her fingers to slide smoothly against Carla's thighs. All the while, Mike carefully watched the action. He was surprised over the fact that Rita was involved in lesbian activity, even though, after thinking about it, he recognized that he shouldn't have been surprised about any kind of sex action in which she participated. After all, he remembered, she had said that she was an extremely free-spirited girl, the kind who was willing to do just about anything in the pursuit of glorious kicks.
She grabbed Carla's ass cheeks and held onto them. Back and forth her fingers went to work as they glided against her buttocks. She reached out finally and clutched at Carla's breasts. Her fingers held on ever so securely, fastening themselves against her tits.
She pushed her tongue down between Carla's legs. She let her tongue go to work slowly against Carla's vagina. She moved her tongue ever so soothingly, letting it manipulate against her pussy. She suddenly withdrew her tongue from Carla's snatch. She began to work it up and down Carla's thigh. She removed her tongue from Carla's left thigh, then let it go to work against her right. Her tongue swept up and down with great desire. She removed her tongue from her thigh, then pushed it toward her anus. Rita moved her tongue with an air of soothing grace as she kept on skillfully twisting and manipulating it inside of her anus. Carla responded to all of the quick, twisting tongue stabs. Back and forth Rita kept on working her tongue at an exhilarating level, letting it move smoothly against Carla's asshole.
"Honey, you sure have graceful tongue movements," Carla sighed. "Darling, work your tongue. Push it. Come on, twist it real nice. Move it inside my asshole."
Rita's tongue kept on connecting with her lover's asshole. She kept up her quick, throbbing tongue stabs for a few more seconds. 'She released her tongue finally from her anus, deciding that she would then let it go to work inside of her lover's pussy. Rita reached down and grabbed at Carla's legs. She held onto them tightly, then pushed her tongue downward toward Carla's pussy. Mike could hardly stand watching the erotic sight that was going on before his eyes. He felt like juicing any moment.
"Here you go," Carla said. "Just move your tongue, baby doll. Twist it real nice. Sweetheart, just let it go. Run your tongue inside my pussy. Come on, sweetheart. Ohhh, come on, baby doll. Suck me."
As Carla's twirling hips twisted from side to side, her lover pushed her tongue downward toward her pussy. Back and forth her tongue worked, maintaining hot, impactful contact. It kept on sweeping, driving, beautifully, twisting and turning as it slid ever so deeply inside of her nest. The faster that her tongue continued to glide inside of Carla's pussy, the more eager that Rita became. She could see just how hot her lover was, and she intended to continue pursuing her with her tongue until each and every droplet of juice had shot from her organ.
While the quick, decisive tongue stabs continued, she reached out with both hands and glided her fingers against Carla's breasts. Rita loved holding on ever so tightly, and as her tongue kept forging ahead, she knew that Carla was practically there.
A few quick, grinding tongue strokes later, Rita heaved a deep sigh. The juices started to shoot from her pussy and into Rita's mouth.
As Rita removed her tongue from Carla's snatch, Carla eyed her hungrily.
"I want you now," Carla said.
"Why don't we exchange some beautiful sucks?" Rita asked. "We can really do a job of it, honey. We can move our tongues against each other. We can suck each other to climax. What do you say about a wild sixty-nine?"
"I say that would be fantastic."
"Then let's get right into it. Let's really drive our tongues. Let's really push them."
"Good idea."
Before the girls went into the mutual cunt sucking, however, they pushed their tongues toward each other's asshole. They moved their tongues quickly, gliding them with great skill and desire. Ever so quickly they pushed them back and forth, moving them with surging joy. As their tongues moved, so did their hips, which ground back and forth under the stimulating impact of their tongue sensations. They kept on driving their tongues, working them as rapidly as they knew how, pushing them deeply inside of each other's asshole.
"Boy, you girls are sure going at it," Mike said, looking down once more at his hard, throbbing cock. "You two really know how to go at it. Come on, keep up your sucking. Keep driving your tongues. I really enjoy watching you."
Their steaming tongues continued to connect with quick, piercing energy. They kept on sliding them, driving them rapidly, moving each other into a greater state of excitement. They ass licked each other for a few moments longer, after which they then removed their tongues from each other's anus. By then they were all set to push their tongues inside of each other's nest. They wanted to let themselves go, to lap up the juices from each other's joy hole.
The girls attacked each other with great desire and fascination. Their tongues swept beautifully, twisting and sliding as they made contact. Mike continued to be held in a state of fascination by all of the wild, rapid, determined sucking that took place between them.
Their tongues kept on moving, scraping beautifully, sliding inside of each other's snatch as they manipulated each other ever closer to the point of a devastating and wild orgasm.
"Keep it up, girls," Mike implored. "Yes, just keep your tongues moving. Come on, grind them real nice. Come on, you beautiful girls."
Their tongues kept on driving steadily. They moved themselves ever nearer to the point of climax. A few hot, twisting stabs later, the juices began to shoot from their snatches. Mike noticed that they hit that point of great delight at virtually the same moment in time. He watched as their twisting hips kept sliding and they swallowed the juices from each other's mound.
As they removed their tongues from each other, Carla got up from the bed. She sprinted into the other room, then quickly returned. When she returned, she had a dildo strapped to her waist.
"Rita, am I ever hot for you," she exclaimed. "I want to drive this dildo up your pussy."
"You can go right ahead, baby doll. Come on, you can push the thing into my hot pussy. Let's really go into it."
As Mike watched, Carla pushed the dildo into Rita's hot, receptive pussy. The dildo kept on working back and forth, manipulating solidly, stabbing inside of her snatch.
"Come on, keep it moving," Rita exclaimed. "Carla, honey, you really do know how to drive that thing. Keep on slamming it. Ohhh, slide it inside my pussy. Slice it."
Rita's body was overcome with wild, blinding exhilaration. She enjoyed the way that her lover was steering her dildo ever so solidly inside of her mound. She moved the dildo back and forth, propelling it with great joy and vigor as she moved it ever deeper inside of her hot snatch.
"Ohhhh, fuck me," Rita sighed. "Carla, darling, ohhh, do you know how to screw."
Mike was amazed over the manner in which Carla was asserting herself as she fucked her lover's pussy. He could see that the action was very much like that of a regular fuck with a man wielding an actual cock. He was amazed at how closely the two girls were able to simulate the traditional act of intercourse.
Carla reached out and glided her fingers up and down her lover's legs. She kept up her quick, jolting cock stabs until, after a few moments had passed, she released it from Rita's snatch.
"Hand me that dildo," Rita said urgently. "I want to fuck your mound."
Carla quickly unstrapped the dildo, handing it to Rita. Rita strapped on the dildo, then prepared to launch into some wild fucking of her own. She looked down at the dildo, stroking the tip of it several times. She then pushed the plastic cock forward, grinding it inside of Carla's pussy.
Now Carla knew just how to work her snatch in order to provide her lover with the ultimate in sensation. She kept on flipping it from side to side, twisting her whole body with great skill and joy as she responded to the quick, rapid-fire stabs. A few grinding movements later, Carla knew that she was moving inevitably toward orgasm. Her hips twisted and she heaved a loud sigh. At that point the juices shot from her snatch.
"Ahhhh, I like that," Carla nodded. "Baby, ohhh, the juices are really shooting. They're spraying from me."
As Rita finally removed the dildo from Carla's snatch, she looked over at Mike.
"It's looks like you're ready to get into the act," she said.
"I've been ready right from the beginning," Mike laughed.
"Fine, my darling. Then there's no time like the present."
"I guess not," Carla said. "I'm anxious to start fucking with him. Between the two of us, we ought to give him a good time."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Mike could hardly wait to throw himself into bed with the two beautiful women.
Since Rita knew how eager her friend Carla was to have sex with Mike, and since she had had sex with him before, she decided to defer to Carla the first time around.
"I'll bet this man would love to be sucked off," Carla said, looking down and admiring Mike's huge, bloated pecker.
"I guess the size of my cock more or less answers that question," he laughed.
"I suppose that it does. Yes, my darling. I'm gonna reach down and grab your dick. I'm gonna play with it. I'm gonna run my fingers over your stick, and then I'm gonna play with your balls. I'm gonna get you so hot that you're gonna be bouncing up and down this bed. Your heart's gonna be beating so fast you're not gonna know whether you're coming or going. How does that sound?"
"It sounds like we speak the same language," Mike laughed. "Come on, Carla honey. I'm ready for all the action you can give me."
"That's very good," Carla said. "All right, sweetheart. We're gonna get into it. We're gonna have ourselves a real blast."
Carla reached down with both hands. She allowed her fingers to twist and turn against the tip of his dagger-like instrument. She enjoyed running her attention on the very tip of his penis for several long minutes. After she had gotten him sufficiently hotter, she began to circulate her fingers up and down the full length of his dick.
"What a nice cock you have," Carla said, purring contentedly like a kitten. "I'm really gonna suck you off, sweetheart. I'm gonna grind my tongue. I'm gonna move it real nice. I'm gonna suck your asshole. Baby, I'm gonna suck it real nice. I'm gonna suck your ass and I'm gonna play with your cock."
She moved her fingers more speedily than ever, letting them come into rapid-fire contact with his cock. As she removed her fingers from his dick, she then let them slide against his balls. Her fingers stroked ever so eagerly as they made rapid, steady contact with his testicles. She kept up the finger strokes for a few more seconds, after which she then slid her tongue down between his legs. Carla reached out and grabbed her lover's legs, parting them ever so smoothly and eagerly. She pushed her tongue forward, letting it come into contact with his asshole for the first time. She moved her tongue slowly, teasing him with her strokes. She wanted to probe gently in the beginning, to get him excited on a gradual level.
As her sucking continued, she gradually began to step up her pace. Very shortly she was moving her tongue as quickly as she knew how, driving it back and forth, seeing to it that he enjoyed every quick, zestful tongue stroke inside of his asshole.
Just as she had said, he responded eagerly to the quick, twisting tongue stabs. His whole body slid back and forth as she kept on rotating her tongue, driving it hard and fast as it made unswerving contact with his anus. The faster that her tongue drove and slid inside of Mike's ass, the greater the amount of exhilaration he felt in his cock and balls. He knew that soon enough a sea of orgasmic fluid would have to spill out of the end of his dick. It would have to splash ever so voluminously out of the end of his tool and into her mouth.
"Honey, what a suck job," he sighed, his body twisting with greater rapidity than ever. "Come on, baby. Just keep moving your tongue. Slide your fingers against my cock. Yes, I love the finger sensations."
While she kept on moving his tongue back and forth, letting it drive ever so eagerly inside of her lover's anus, she reached out and toyed with his balls. She loved touching his hot testicles, and the quicker that her fingers went to work on them, the more excitement that reverberated through his whole body, which was being devastated by sucks and finger movements.
Ever so carefully, Carla kept on working her fingers against his testicles. She also moved her tongue as quickly as she knew how against his asshole. If there was one thing that Carla did not want to do, it was to get him to orgasm prematurely. So she finally removed her tongue from his asshole, deciding that it was time to put it to work stroking against his balls.
"Suck my balls," he said as he watched her tongue moving toward them. "They need the attention, sweetheart. You did a beautiful job sucking my asshole. Now you can do a magnificent job sucking my balls, and then my cock."
She moved her tongue against his testicles, circulating it with brisk precision. She kept on working it, driving her tongue with solid impact, loving every tongue stroke that she registered against his balls. The quicker that her determined tongue kept on plunging against his hot nuts, the more excitedly that he found himself moving toward orgasm.
So she kept up her quick, inspiring strokes, manipulating her tongue ever so joyously as it slid against his balls.
"Ohhh, those are nice movements," he exclaimed. "I just love it, baby. Come on, baby doll. Ohhh, suck my balls. Yes, keep sucking them."
She sucked his testicles for a few strokes more, after which she then abruptly switched to his cock. Since Carla knew just how close he was, and how much he needed to juice, she manipulated her tongue swiftly as it moved up and down the lengthy base of his hot, rangy cock. Up and down her head kept bobbing as she worked her tongue, sliding it magnificently against his cock as she worked him ever nearer.
"Keep busy," he sighed. "Just keep it moving. Ahhh, slide it against my cock, honey. You really can suck. You really know how to drive your tongue. Come on, ohhh, what a tongue you have. Keep stroking my cock, baby doll."
Her tongue kept on diligently making contact with his dick. She let her fingers twist and slide against his balls a few more times. The juices then began to spurt out of the end of his long cock. His whole body twisted and swayed as the spurting juices bolted from his organ and into her mouth.
"Here we go, I'm really unloading," he told her. "Damned, ohhh, this is really my kind of sucking. This is beautiful. What a suck."
As soon as Carla turned her tongue loose from his hot peter, Rita wanted to get into the act. She got down on all fours, twisting her buttocks.
"Come on, dear," she said. "Get me ready for an ass fuck. You know damned well how much you love ass fucking."
He nodded. Mike reached out with his right index finger, letting it probe slowly against her asshole. He started very slowly and carefully, easing into the act. Mike loved this finger fucking. He loved asserting his finger with great skill. He kept pushing his finger hard and fast, and the longer that he kept letting it drive inside of Rita's asshole, the more he began to desire the ass fuck.
"He sure can finger fuck," Carla laughed.
"Yes, he can," Rita exclaimed with a vigorous nod. "Just keep it going, baby doll. Ohhh, keep on fingering my asshole. I love it. I love these hot, driving movements. Come on, sweetheart. Ohhh, just move your fingers. Come on, sweetheart. Do it."
His fingers stabbed and shoved for a few more strokes. Mike released his finger from his lover's asshole. He was all set to shove his hard, diligent cock inside of her anus.
Mike reached out and grabbed for Rita's ass cheeks. His fingers held on tightly to her buttocks. He asserted his cock forward, letting it project itself inside of her anus. His cock kept on slamming, pushing back and forth, magnificently making its impact felt inside of her anus. All the while he was sliding ever nearer to a magnificent climax. The juices were moving ever nearer the point of orgasm.
"I think you ought to suck his asshole while he's fucking," Carla said.
"Good idea," he told her. "Come on, baby. Just suck ass. Ohhh, that'll give me even more excitement."
Her tongue began to twist and turn as it worked its way inside of Mike's hot ass. As she kept on tonguing his asshole, he plunged his cock ever deeper inside of Rita's tight ass. He knew just how close he was moving. He kept on slamming his cock, driving it with rapid-fire grace and desire as he moved himself ever nearer. Mike began to think about his wife, and how unaccommodating she could be. Sally would never want to entertain even the notion of getting this involved. There he was, slamming his tool inside of Rita's anus, delivering his cock stabs with quick, steady, forceful corkscrew movements.
"Ahhhh, Carla, keep up the ass licking," he encouraged Carla. "The juices are all gonna spurt out of me. Baby doll, ohhh, here I go."
Mike reached out and slapped at Rita's ass cheeks. He heaved a loud, deep sigh as the spurts of thick, white cream shot out of his tool.
CHAPTER NINE
Mike looked down at Carla, getting hot anew.
He liked the fact that she was so willing, and he addressed his fingers immediately to her pussy. He let his fingers move back and forth, circulating with great joy and desire as they made their way against her hot box.
"That's it, finger my snatch," Carla nodded. "Baby doll. I like the way those fingers of yours are twitching. Just keep them moving."
The faster that Mike worked his fingers inside of Carla's nest, the greater the amount of excitement that she felt. She loved the quick, twisting finger strokes that he kept on bringing to bear inside of her moist, ever-so-willing twat. His fingers kept on circulating, darting and stabbing as they worked their way inside of her pussy. He let them collide with her mound for a few more strokes, after which he then released his fingers from her hot twat.
"Now I'm gonna put my tongue to work," he winked.
"Come on, honey. Just run your tongue inside me. Really let it plunge. Come on, darling. Ohhh, suck my pussy."
Mike shoved his tongue down between Carla's legs. He reached out and moved his fingers against her thighs. The faster that his fingers circulated against her thighs, the more anxiety ridden be became. He looked down at her moist nest. He observed her thick, matted pubic hairs, which were glistening with wetness. He knew he wanted to touch her pubic snatch. He wanted to run his tongue back and forth against her twat hairs.
He dropped his tongue down toward her pussy. He circulated his tongue against her pussy hairs. He kept on stroking, driving his tongue against her pubic snatch. He manipulated his tongue inside of her pussy for a few long strokes, after which he then began to plunge his tongue inside of her vagina. He worked his tongue fervently against her hot, pink nest. The faster that his tongue twisted, the more quickly that her legs and ass cheeks glided as she responded to the swift, assertive tongue strokes that he brought to bear.
"Suck my mound," she sighed. "Keep it going, baby doll."
His razor-sharp tongue kept on circulating over every crevice of her warm, inviting furnace. He kept on tonguing, splashing wildly inside of her vagina. A few rapid-fire strokes later, the juices began to shoot from her pussy.
"Ahhh, here it goes," she sighed. "Darling, catch every drop."
He swallowed the droplets of pussy juice, then decided that it was time to get his cock to work once more. He wanted to push his hard, zealous pecker inside of her mouth and blast hard with his cock until all the remaining juices had shot from his pecker. He knew how eager he was to get off, and as he looked at Carla's luscious mouth, he decided that her mouth would be his next target. He would plunge his cock deep inside of her mouth. He would provide Carla with a wild throat fuck. He wanted to pump with his pecker, to slam it hard and fast inside of her mouth until every drop of his joy juice had run its course and splashed out of his dick.
"Now I want your mouth," he said.
He reached down with both hands and glided his fingers over her breasts. He pushed his fingers sharply against her firm, inviting flesh. He loved the warmth of her skin. He glided his fingers against her tits a few more times, then exclaimed:
"It's time to open your mouth. Come on, darling. Open it wide. I'm gonna shove my prick inside your mouth. I'm gonna ram it hard. I'm gonna drive it into you until every drop of juice shoots."
He looked down at his hard dick, then decided that it was time to allow it to penetrate inside of her mouth. He shoved his cock forward, allowing it to make its initial entrance inside of her mouth. She opened wide, watching as he forged his huge penis ever deeper into her mouth.
In the early stages he concentrated on fucking the outer edges of her mouth. He kept on moving his cock back and forth, letting it circulate inside of her. He fucked her several more times, then increased his movements, slamming his cock as deeply as he could inside of her mouth. He kept grinding it hotly, thrusting it inside of her mouth. The harder and faster that his long, fiery dick circulated inside of her mouth, the closer that he found himself once more drawing to a wild orgasm. His cock kept on penetrating, pushing hard, slamming inside of her mouth.
"This is fun," he laughed.
"Keep fucking her," Rita called out. "You're some kind of a wild fuck, dear. You really do enjoy a good screw."
"I sure do," he confirmed with a nod. "If there's anything I love, it's slamming my spear with everything I have. I'm gonna bury it in this gorgeous woman's mouth."
He gritted his teeth, then sliced with even more determination, hammering his rock-hard dick all the way into the base of her throat. His strong body kept on rocking and slashing as his peter glided its way inside of her mouth. He pushed himself to within a few strokes of a wild climax. He could feel the waves of titillating sensation in his cock and balls as his peter juices were preparing to explode.
"Ahhhh, what a hot fuck," he said. "I'm just about to shoot. The stuffs just got to spray. It's got to shoot out of me."
His jack-hammer cock kept on slamming forth, driving deep into her mouth. A few quick, stabbing thrusts later, the droplets of thick, white cream began to shoot out of the end of his cock. His whole body twisted and turned as the juices continued to spurt, splashing out of the end of his pecker and into her mouth.
"Ahhh, just what I wanted," he smiled. "I really wanted to fuck that mouth."
As Mike released his cock from Carla's mouth, she felt so devastated that all she wanted to do was lie down. By that time she had experienced just about all of the rippling cock sensations that she could take for one afternoon.
By then Rita felt as if she needed some more activity. She stretched out on her back, reaching down with her left hand and beginning to glide her fingers inside of her pussy.
"Just look at my nest," she smiled at her lover. "Just look at my hot snatch, baby. You sure want to suck it, don't you?"
"Yes, I'd love to."
"Now's the time, darling. Come on, just direct your tongue inside it. Work your tongue like a piston. Really let it go to work. Drive it into my snatch. Darling, ahhhh, I really want it. I really need it. Baby, suck me, suck my pussy."
He kept on staring at her snatch. Mike then decided it was time to launch into his efforts. He pushed his tongue inside of her inviting nest. He moved it quickly from side of side, letting it slice with determination and skill as he pushed ever closer to the orgasm that she anticipated and sought. His tongue kept moving, manipulating back and forth, sliding inside of her hot snatch. He had her only a few strokes away from the searing moment of orgasm.
"Keep your busy tongue working," she said. "Darling, just plant your tongue inside me. Baby, keep working it. Suck me, ohhh, you've got to suck me. Drive your tongue. Bring me off."
Her lips kept swinging, and all the while he pushed her ever nearer. The juices finally began to shoot from her snatch. They bolted inside of her lover's mouth. Mike swallowed every drop. He realized then that he'd gotten more sex in that one afternoon than he generally did in weeks from his wife.
Mike got up from the bed.
"I can hardly walk," he laughed. "My legs are really rubbery."
"It's no wonder," Rita said, "considering all the fucking you've done."
"This is one whale of a television repairman," Carla quipped.
"Yes, he is," Rita exclaimed laughingly. "You know, honey. You've got all kinds of promise. The only thing is, if you run into too many customers like this, you're not gonna have time for anybody else."
"That's so true," Mike replied, mopping his sweaty brow."
CHAPTER TEN
The more experience Mike got at having sex with other women, the greater the degree to which it bolstered his confidence.
He recalled how shy and fearful he had been about getting involved for the first time. He contrasted his conduct in the early stages on that occasion with the manner in which he'd handled himself the second time around. He had thrown himself into a wild and turbulent sea of passion with both Rita and Carla, and he decided that the more involved he got, the more fun he could have.
About a week later, he was repairing a television set for a beautiful young blonde woman. She lived in a small apartment, and she appeared very shy. Not only was she shy, but Mike detected a pathetic sadness about her. He couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and he wanted to get to know her a little better as well.
Her name was Amy, and she had very little to say to him. It wasn't that she was unfriendly. It was just that it seemed extremely difficult for her to say much of anything.
When he finished working on her television set, he decided to extend his stay. He didn't have any more appointments for that afternoon, and he had managed to fix the set a lot quicker than he thought it would require. So he was determined to spend a little time with Amy. He was determined to find out some more about her, to find out what made her tick, to seek to determine just what had caused her to feel the level of depression that she was apparently carrying inside of her.
"Tell me something," he said. "Could you tell me what time it is?"
She revealed the time to him. Mike had a fairly good indication as to what time it was. The question was just to break the ice. To get the conversation flowing a little more smoothly.
"I see," he smiled. "Thank you. Say, could I trouble you for something?"
"What's that?" Amy looked up at him curiously.
"I'm awfully thirsty. I'd appreciate it if you could give me a glass of water."
"Certainly. I'd be happy to."
"Thank you. I'd be much obliged."
Mike watched as she walked into the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. She was dressed in a pair of blue slacks and a white blouse. He loved the construction of her beautiful body. He thought how wonderful it would be to snuggle her in his arms. He wondered if he would be able to achieve that type of success with her. It was very difficult for him to determine. Something or someone had forced her into the dumps. It was just a question of how quickly he could bring her out.
He watched as she returned with the glass of water.
"Here you are," she said.
"Thank you."
"Please sit down," she said courteously. "No need to drink it standing up."
"Thanks very much."
Mike's heart began beating a little quicker than before. He had hoped that Amy would ask him to sit down. That would put him in a more strategic position.
He could converse with her for a few minutes. In the course of conversation, he felt, he could get to know this gorgeous young woman a little better. And the better he got to know her, he felt, the greater the degree of excitement he knew he would feel, and the greater the likelihood that maybe something would transpire from their relationship. His body smoldered in a great torrent of passion as he looked at his beautiful customer. He sat down on a nearby sofa and crossed his legs. His cock was as hard as it had ever been. He noticed how easily he was getting erections for a number of the beautiful women that he had done business with. It was getting to be a habit. He was getting to the point where he just couldn't get enough in the way of hot, convincing sex.
As he sat there and sipped his water, Amy finally began to talk. It took a good deal of probing on his part to loosen her up, but once he did, Mike found that miraculously she had a lot that she wanted to talk about. It just took a little effort to enlist some confidence.
"I'm just twenty-five years old, but right now I feel about seventy-five," she told him.
"Why do you say that?"
"I say that because of what has been happening to me," she explained. "My husband and I just didn't hit if off after a while. He could be so mean. He even used to beat me. He wasn't doing very well at anything he tried. He drifted from job to job. Mainly because he drank too much. But I couldn't tell him that. If I ever did, I know he'd knock me right through the wall."
"My god. He sounds awfully mean."
"He was. He'd take out his frustrations ultimately on me. It was my fault that he hadn't made it. My fault and the fault of all the people he had ever worked for. There was a conspiracy afoot. The entire world had it in for him."
"Yeah, I've know a few people like that. They always blame everyone. Everyone but themselves, that is."
"Precisely. Well, that's exactly the way that he was."
"I can understand your tremendous shyness. It's just like you had to build up a wall around you. I can see why you did it. I guess it was really something of a protective wall."
"That's right, that's exactly what it was," she nodded. "I had to protect myself. I try not to get emotionally drawn into situations now. They're too painful. Right on the heels of my divorce, I had an affair with a guy. I jumped into it too fast. He wasn't the guy for me. But you know how it goes. When you feel such a tremendous emotional vacuum, you're likely to try anything."
"I know. Yeah, I understand your point. Just don't let this stuff throw you. After all, you're a beautiful woman. As a matter-of-fact, you're as beautiful a blonde as I've ever seen anywhere."
"Come on now," Amy laughed nervously. "That's laying it on a little too thick, isn't it?"
"Like hell it is. I really mean what I'm saying. You're a beautiful woman. An astonishingly beautiful woman."
Mike looked into Amy's eyes. At first they turned away, but eventually they met his. As their eyes met, Mike observed Amy's eyes widening. He felt that the moment was at hand. He had turned things around. This fearful girl was at long last ready to involve herself with somebody. And the somebody just happened to be him.
"Come over here and sit down next to me," Mike said. "Come on, my dear. Enjoy yourself. Just sit here next to me. Let's snuggle up a little."
"But I hardly know you."
"That might have been true a few minutes ago, but we've gotten acquainted very fast. As a matter-of-fact, I'd have to say we've become soul mates. So sit down, honey. Just sit down next to me. Relax. Really relax."
As Mike studied his beautiful friend, he stroked his fingers through her hair. The quicker that he manipulated his fingers, the more noticeably he observed her body relaxing. At first it had been very tight. Even after all the consoling conversation, there had still been somewhat of a barrier present. She had still erected that wall for her own self-protection. Now Mike was determined to break it down, and he could see that he was enjoying success.
His fingers worked back and forth through her hair several more times. He pushed his lips forward. He let them collide with her lips. Their lips remained locked for quite a few minutes. When he released his lips from hers, he pushed his tongue forward. He wanted to French kiss this beautiful young blonde. He felt that she needed the sexual expression every bit as much as he did, if not more so. Mike was happy to see that he was accomplishing something of great purpose for this beautiful young woman. He was helping to bring her out of her shell. He wanted to allow her to regain her confidence. By engaging in some brisk sexual activity, he felt as if he could bring that goal about.
Mike pushed his tongue forward. He glided it inside of her mouth. His tongue worked back and forth, manipulating briskly against her. The more rapidly that he worked his tongue, the greater the amount of enthusiasm that generated within Mike. His tongue kept on swishing, working back and forth, driving skillfully against her tongue. He kept moving it back and forth, sliding it with purposeful desire. A few quick, stirring tongue strokes later, he released his tongue from her mouth. By then her whole body was quivering, but not out of nervousness. It was quivering with a sense of excitement and purpose. Mike was overjoyed at the response he was receiving. All he knew was that he wanted to engage in some beautiful, determined sex with this gorgeous hunk of woman.
"What a beautiful body you've got," Mike exclaimed. "Yes, you really do have a gorgeous figure. And once you let yourself go, you're really something. Amy, I want to take off your blouse."
"Go ahead, Mike. For some reason or other I trust you. You know, I told myself just a few weeks ago that I'd never thrust another man. I really believed it at the time, too. But now I feel different. Even though I don't know you all that well, I do feel much better about everything. I feel terrific."
"That's very good, my sweet," he smiled. "So let's really get into it. Let's have ourselves plenty of fun."
Mike reached out with his right hand. He began to undo his lover's blouse. His fingers trembled as he manipulated them against the buttons. He recognized that they were trembling out of a state of sexual excitement. The more excited that he became, the greater the determination that flowed through his whole body. He removed his fingers from the buttons of her blouse after he had finished undoing each and every one. He pulled and tugged at her blouse, removing it. He looked down at her beautiful ivory skin, then reached out and grabbed at her bra straps.
"I want to see your beautiful breasts," he said. "As a matter-of-fact, I want to suck them."
Mike made certain to come on a lot slower with Amy than he had with other girls with whom he'd had adventures. After all, he felt, this was a girl who needed a little confidence instilled within her. If he had come on too fast, he knew, then he would jeopardize everything. That was a mistake he couldn't afford to make. He was determined to see to it that the passionate action evolved in a meaningful, aggressive way. If he just played things coolly, Mike thought, then everything would go well.
As he removed her bra straps, he reached down and ran his fingers soothingly over her breasts. He liked the firmness of her breasts and nipples, and just touching her nipples always brought a certain sensation out of her. Amy's body would twist ever so sharply every time that her lover manipulated his finger against her tits. Back and forth he kept on maneuvering his fingers against her breasts. He kept up his lively finger action for a few more moments. He then reached down and ran his fingers against her buttocks. He clasped hard against the material of her slacks.
"Now I want to take off your slacks," he said. "Surely you're gonna let me do that, baby."
"Of course."
"That's good. Just let yourself go, my dear. I want you to just relax. Stay very relaxed. We're gonna have ourselves such fun. Sweetheart, ohhh, we're really gonna enjoy it. Enjoy it very much."
He unzipped her slacks, then reached up and grabbed at them. He began to tug very quickly. He pulled downward at her slacks, resolutely tugging, finally removing them. As he removed her slacks, Mike looked at her lovely legs. He reached down with both hands and began to glide his fingers up and down her thighs. Mike was happy to be in the challenging position that he occupied at that moment. He loved having the opportunity to make love to this young woman, who desperately needed a resurgence of confidence.
His fingers stroked back and forth against her legs several more times. He reached up and grabbed at her panties, holding on firmly to the elastic. He began to slide the panties down her legs.
"How nice," he said. "Darling, you've got such beautiful panties. Yes, you really have. Ohhh, I'm gonna take them off, sweetheart. I'm gonna remove them. I'm gonna have myself a real ball."
Amy's legs twitched as he kept sliding the panties down them. He kept moving his fingers, letting them manipulate against the material. He finished pulling the panties down her legs, then off of her altogether. He reached out with both hands and began to finger her buttocks. He touched her firm, ripe flesh. He loved the feel of her ass cheeks. He could hear the sounds of her panting. He knew that this beautiful young woman needed some immediate attention. After all, he had removed all of her clothes. So now he was ready to engage in some vigorous action with her.
"Let's go into the bedroom," he exclaimed. "I want to give you all kinds of beautiful sensations, baby. You want to get them, too. We're gonna have ourselves a magnificent time. You know we are."
"Yes, I sure do know it," she smiled. "You're really making me feel so much better. I'm developing so much confidence all of the sudden. I feel like I'm in the clouds."
"Of course you do, and I'm gonna see to it that you continue feeling that way."
"Yes, see that you do. Oh, yes, see that you do."
They walked into the bedroom. Mike took beautiful Amy in his arms, delivering a long kiss to her lips. He eased her body downward into the bed. He then decided it was time for him to remove all of his clothes. Mike reached out and undid his shirt. He removed his shirt, then undid his trousers. Pretty soon he was sliding his trousers down his legs. In a matter of moments he had his trousers off of him altogether. He reached down and tugged at his shorts, which he pulled on ever so quickly. He removed his shorts, then looked down at his huge erection. He looked over at Amy, who was also observing it.
"I guess that shows that I'm thinking about you," Mike smiled, pointing toward his long, fervent cock.
"I would say so."
"It's yours, baby, every inch of it."
"Thank you."
"But before I start using my cock, I'm gonna give you some satisfaction. I'm gonna give you plenty of it."
He slid his body downward into the bed. Mike reached out and ran his fingers through his lover's hair. He kept on stroking against her hair, then leaned forward and delivered a kiss to her lips. His lips remained fervently pressed against hers. They remained locked for a long period of time. When Mike released his lips from his lover's, he slipped his tongue inside of her mouth. He Frenched her even more quickly and excitedly than he had earlier. The faster that his tongue darted inside of her mouth, the greater the flow of excitement that they both experienced.
While their tongues continued to collide, Mike pushed his chest up against Amy's breasts. Their bodies dangled with a sense of purpose and excitement as his chest shoved against her tits. He loved the feeling of firm warmth of her breasts, and that caused him to put that much more in the way of emphasis and excitement into each and every one of his quick, darting tongue stabs. His flowing tongue kept on maneuvering excitedly.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The faster that Mike's tongue flowed against his lover's breasts, the looser that her entire body became.
Mike was happy to be in the position he was in. He was permitting himself to perform a beautiful service for the young woman and, in turn, he was receiving some great sensations. He released his tongue from her breasts, then pushed it forward. He slipped it inside of her mouth. This time Mike was determined to enjoy an even greater tongue kiss from Amy.
Their tongues kept on working, sliding with great magnificence. He kept on pushing and twisting with his tongue, working it inside of her mouth. His tongue kept on forging its way against hers. The longer and faster that he asserted his tongue, the greater the amount of excitement that they experienced. His tongue kept on pushing and twisting, and, ultimately, he released it altogether from her mouth.
Mike looked down and surveyed Amy's excited body. It was twisting and swaying, and all the while Amy was begging for some more action. She knew that Mike was providing her with just what she needed. She could see that such action had been long overdue. And now she was being pushed back into a great state of sexual desire. She was enjoying herself thoroughly.
"Honey, do whatever you want to me," she said. "I really do trust you. You're beautiful."
"I'm glad to hear you say things like that, baby doll."
"I mean it."
"Go ahead and play with my cock," Mike told her softly. "Just reach out and finger it. Move your fingers up and down. Play with my dick."
Mike wanted to feel his lover's fingers manipulating against his cock. She reached out with both hands, moving her fingers, slowly they manipulated up and down the full length of his organ. Ever so smoothly she kept up the pace, and Mike was overjoyed at the way she was doing it. He liked the way her quick, warm fingers pressed against his cock. Up and down her fingers kept on gliding. She worked them against his erect rod for a few strokes more, after which she then released them from his organ.
"You can play with my balls for a little while now," Mike smiled. "Just twist your fingers against them, honey."
She reached out with both hands and grabbed at Mike's testicles. Her fingers held on sharply, and the faster that they rotated against Mike's balls, the greater the amount of excitement that reverberated through his whole body. Mike loved the way that her fingers were circulating against his hot nuts. A few quick, throbbing finger movements later, Mike decided to call a halt to things. After all, he felt, if he did not bring things to a stop right then and there, there was a strong chance that he would orgasm.
"Let your fingers go," Mike said.
She removed her fingers from his balls. He got set to push his tongue against her once more. He wanted to drive it resolutely against her breasts. He wanted to push and glide his tongue against her tits until the excitement had reached a pronounced fever pitch.
Mike deposited his tongue against her left breasts. He let it dart ever so resolutely. Back and forth his tongue made magnificent impact, circulating against Amy's breast. He removed his tongue from her hot left breast, then allowed it to circulate with speed and excitement against her right tit. He left a trail of hot saliva over both of her breasts, after which he then released his tongue.
"You need some warm sucking," he said. "That's just what I'm gonna provide for you."
Mike felt that, despite her sudden cooperation and sexual anxiety, Amy still needed to be loosened up a little. He felt that it was imperative for him to do the job. If he just could circulate his tongue a little bit, she would then be ready for anything. He wanted to drive his tongue inside of her asshole, then her pussy. He was confident that after one orgasm, she would be in an even greater state of desire, ready to carry out any type of act.
"I'll suck your asshole now," Mike winked. "Are you gonna like that?"
"You bet." '
"Then I'll put my tongue to work. I'll really drive it. I'll slide it inside of your asshole."
Mike pushed his tongue forward. He drove it with dedication and zest inside of Amy's anus. His first few movements were slow and exploratory. He allowed his tongue to connect with the outer edges of her asshole. His tongue kept on twisting and maneuvering. He worked it back and forth a few more times, after which he then began to push it with greater depth into her. He drove his tongue deep inside of her anus, allowing it to slide with great brilliance. The faster that his tongue worked, the more excitement that rippled through her whole body. Mike loved every quick, rapid-fire tongue stroke that he deposited inside of his lover's asshole. His tongue kept wiggling, twisting rapidly, thrusting with great desire as it worked its way inside of her anus.
"That's the way to do it," she sighed. "I love the way your tongue's working, my dear. Ohhh, you really do know how to tongue me. You're so good with your tongue. Keep planting it inside me. Yes, ohhh, do you ever know how to suck. Keep on sucking. Keep on planting your tongue in me. Suck my mound. Baby doll, ohhh, just suck my mound."
His tongue brilliantly kept cutting loose. Mike was overjoyed every time that he heard Amy call out to him. That proved one thing to Mike. He was loosening her up. He was instilling more confidence into her.
Mike kept on ramming his tongue sharply and deeply inside of Amy's asshole for a few more minutes. When he finally released his tongue from her anus, he felt that it was time to drive it inside of her nest. He wanted to push it forward, to drive his tongue with enthusiasm and joy inside of her pussy. As he prepared to let his tongue ignite inside of her snatch, he braced himself. He looked down at his hard, anxious pecker, realizing that he couldn't keep up the action for much longer without having to juice. He looked down at this beautiful, gorgeous woman who was lying there in his midst.
"Just wait, baby," he smiled. "I'm gonna suck your pussy. I'm gonna drive my tongue inside of your mound."
"Sure thing, honey. Ohhh, let's really get into it."
He shoved his tongue forward, allowing it to circulate inside of his lover's snatch. Back and forth his twisting tongue made contact with her pussy. The faster that his tongue worked, the more rapidly that he drove it. He kept on moving his throbbing tongue, driving it with spirit and zest as it worked its way ever deeper inside of her hot box. His flaming tongue kept on making fervent impact with her pussy. All the while he drove her ever nearer to the point of climax. As he kept on tonguing her mound, he reached out and grabbed her ass cheeks. He held on tightly to them. The faster that his fingers ground and stabbed against her buttocks, the more rapidly that she seemed to twist her whole body as she reacted to the quick, forceful, determined tongue strokes that he planted inside of her wet nest.
"Honey, you've got a great tongue," she gasped. "Come on, keep digging in. Keep tonguing me. Drive your tongue against my snatch. Bring me off, baby doll."
Mike kept on asserting himself, letting his tongue whiplash back and forth as he stabbed it inside of her pussy. A few rapid-fire strokes later, the juices were ready to shoot out of his lover's mound. The juices were all set to flow. A few hot, dynamic tongue strokes later, the juices shot into his mouth. As they did, his lover hurled her hips back and forth, heaving deep sighs.
"Ahhhh, I'm juicing," she exclaimed. "Here I go. What wonderful feelings. Baby doll, ohhh, honey, I like it. I really do."
Mike removed his tongue suddenly from her pussy. He looked down at his cock, then fastened his attention on her pussy once more. He felt like he needed to drive his tool inside of her. He wanted to let his hard, fervent cock take charge.
He decided it would be best to warm her up even some more. He was determined to reach inside of her snatch and play with her pussy, instilling even more excitement into her already supercharged body.
"I'm gonna play with your cunt," Mike said. "I'm gonna run my fingers over your hot pussy. Baby doll, you just wait. I'm gonna see to it that you really feel the excitement."
"I'm feeling it right now."
"Well, you're gonna feel even more. This is just the beginning."
Mike worked the fingers of his left hand inside of her moist, highly agitated mound. He worked his fingers back and forth, and the more rapidly that they twisted and asserted inside of her nest, the more enjoyment that she derived. Mike knew that very soon he had to get his cock moving inside of her pussy. He ground his hard, fervent peter ever deeper inside of her pussy. He would assert his cock with great skill and joy into her nest until all of the juices flowed.
"Here I go," he said after removing his fingers from her mound. "I'm really gonna pump my cock into you. I'm gonna slide it real nice. I'm gonna screw your mound until all of the juices shoot out of there. Just get set for it, baby."
"Yes, we'll do it."
Mike reached down and played with Amy's breasts. He held onto them for several long moments. He toyed with her nipples, then reached down and played with her ass cheeks. He finally reached down and grabbed her thighs. Ever so assertively, Mike parted Amy's legs. By then he was all set to launch into some wild fucking. He was ready to grind his cock inside of her pussy.
Mike pushed his huge tool forward. Ever so restlessly, his cock started to dart and move inside of her mound. Every time that he slammed and thrust with his pecker, he worked himself into that much of a greater state of excitement.
The quicker that Mike's cock forcefully dug and stabbed inside of his lover's snatch, the closer that he drove to the inevitable orgasm. Even though Mike would have preferred to fuck her a little more slowly, at least in the beginning, he could easily see that it was an impossibility. He was carried away to the point where he could not slow up. He loved every hot, stabbing, forceful pecker stab that he planted inside of her pussy. He kept on moving his cock, grinding it hard and fast, pumping it with great desire as he moved himself that much nearer to the point of climax. Pretty soon all of the juices would be flowing from the end of his cock. They would be splashing with great desire as they shot from his pecker and into her pussy.
"Fuck it, fuck it," she called out. "I really enjoy this. Baby doll, ohhh, you are so good at it. You're a great fuck. You're really making me feel good. I love these darting stabs. I love the way you're planting your cock inside me. Honey, ohhh, sweetheart. Plant it nice and deep."
Mike grunted and sighed as he found himself working ever closer to the point of a throbbing climax. His cock kept tearing away, grinding hard and fast, slamming repeatedly and exhilaratedly inside of his lover's pussy. A few quick, dramatic stabs later, Mike's body shook. He reached down and grabbed Amy's ass cheeks. He knew that the hot, flowing droplets of thick, white cock cream would be shooting out of the end of his peter.
"Just get set for a deluge," he told her. "Ahhh, the stuff's gonna spill out of me. It's gonna spill so beautifully. Just get ready for it, my sweet. Ohhh, darling, I really love fucking it."
His hard dick kept on slamming. A few quick, piercing strides later, as Mike continued to hold on to his lover's thighs, the droplets of thick, white semen began to spray wildly from the end of his cock. His body kept on shaking as the semen shot out of his tool and into her snatch.
"Baby, that's the best fuck I've ever gotten," Amy smiled. "You're so uninhibited. When you let yourself go, it's really something great."
"Honey, you don't know how good it makes me feel to hear somebody say something like that," he told her.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Not only was the confidence building rapidly within Amy. It was building within Mike as well.
In the early stages Mike had wondered if he could pull young Amy out of the doldrums. Not only had he succeeded. He had done so well that she was now ready to do just about anything he wanted her to. The one thing that he felt he needed at that point was a thorough blow job. He wanted to feel the sensations of a long, red tongue probing back and forth as it worked its way up and down his long, scorching dick. The more that Mike thought about it, the better the whole idea became in his mind. He wanted to allow his lover to work her tongue against his erect spear, and all the while he would be transported into an ever greater state of sexual fascination.
"Come on, start playing with my dick," Mike told her excitedly. "Sweetheart, I want to feel those tugging finger sensations. Come on, baby doll. Just move your fingers. Slide them real nice against my cock."
She moved her fingers up and down against the tip of his cock. As her fingers asserted themselves, Mike stretched out and relaxed. He enjoyed receiving the rapid-fire finger strokes that she provided. Her fingers kept working, sliding spectacularly as they ran against his dick.
"That's it, move your fingers," he sighed. "You're doing a good job of it, honey."
She stroked his long, hard cock for a few more minutes. As she released her fingers from it, Amy smiled ever so glowingly.
"Baby, I'll play with your balls now," she said.
"That's the way to do it. Mix up the action. Keep me in a state of great excitement."
"Yes, I definitely will."
Amy reached down with both hands. Her fingers cupped around his balls. Her fingers moved solidly against the surface of his testicles. The faster that her throbbing fingers moved against his balls, the more excitement that swept through his whole body. Mike was thankful over the fact that he was responding that quickly and well. Her fingers kept pressing and pushing, working against his balls as she continued her searing, passionate strokes. Amy noticed that the longer she fingered his testicles, the more rapidly his balls tended to accelerate. They widened with ever-greater interest as her fingers kept on moving, twisting and turning as they made steady contact with his balls.
"I really like that," Mike said. "Come on, honey. Really dig in. Really move your fingers against my balls."
Her fingers thrusted and stabbed ever so quickly for a few more strokes. When she removed her fingers from Mike's balls, he pointed down toward his aroused testicles.
"Honey, start sucking my balls," he said.
"Gosh, it's been so long since I've blown a man. I never did go down on my last lover. I went down on my husband just a few times."
"Then you've been missing out on a lot of sensations," Mike laughed, patting his lover on top of the head. "So come on, dear. Just stroke with your tongue. Work it against my balls. Move your tongue real smooth."
Amy nodded. Her bright eyes lit up as she looked down once again at Mike's testicles. She moved her tongue soothingly, letting it stroke back and forth as it made contact with his balls. While her tongue swept against his testicles, she reached out with both hands and glided her fingers against his long, steaming cock. Mike loved the dual sensations that he received from this gorgeous, sexually attentive woman. He could see that Amy was the type of woman who, once she decided she thought something of a man, would go all the way. She was certainly willing to travel to any lengths to please him.
Her tongue kept working at an ever greater rate of acceleration as it manipulated against Mike's balls. While her tongue kept on stroking his testicles, her fingers kept on driving and spinning as they made assertive contact against his prick. Back and forth her fingers kept on striding, maintaining rapid-fire contact with his long, hot prick. The faster that her tongue worked, the more eagerly that her throbbing fingers attacked Mike's long, excited spear.
"You're gonna suck my prick," Mike sighed. "Baby doll, ahhh, you're gonna do it before long. You're gonna suck my cock. Come on, honey. Just keep up that action. I really love the way you're coming on. Sweetheart, ohhh, that's so exciting. I just love the way you're letting yourself go. Baby, ahhh, keep it up. Sweetheart, this is beautiful."
Her tongue worked back and forth for a little while longer, manipulating against his balls. As Amy released her tongue from her lover's testicles, she prepared to launch into some invigorating activity against his cock. She wanted to slide her tongue beautifully against his pecker. He now had put her squarely in the mood, and she was prepared to drive her tongue against his hot, throbbing tool until the juice had shot from his enormous rod.
"Go to it," Mike said. "I want you to suck me, baby. I want you to put your tongue to work against my dick. I want you to drive your tongue. I want you to grind it hot and fast. Come on, darling. Just suck me off."
Mike reached out and let his fingers move up and down his hard cock. He wanted to hypnotize his lover with his dramatic finger stabs. His fingers moved back and forth a few more times. Mike then released his fingers from his hard, ready pecker. He was all set to receive the solid tongue strokes from his lover.
"Come on, grind your tongue against my prick," he sighed. "Baby doll, ohhhh, just let yourself go. Yes, just grind your tongue against my rod. Move it real fast. Baby, ohhh, sweetheart, eat my dick. Yes, my darling. Just tongue me. Come on, baby. Suck my hard cock."
She began to move her tongue against the tip of his organ. She worked her tongue with great thoroughness, but made certain that she maintained herself at a slow level in the beginning. She wanted to move her tongue with great dedication and joy, to provide her lover with all of the hot action that she could until every droplet of the thick, white cream had shot from the end of his hot, solid organ.
"Baby doll, you really do know how to eat cock," Mike smiled. "Come on, sweetie. Just keep your tongue moving. Keep stroking my dick. Ahhh, I love it."
Her tongue continued to manipulate against his cock, but the longer that Amy asserted it, the faster that she began to stroke. Pretty soon her head began to bob up and down ever so eagerly as she manipulated it against his long, flowing organ. A few quick, driving tongue strokes later, the juices were all set to spurt out of the end of Mike's long, excited dick. His whole body came alive as she worked her tongue smoothly and excitedly against his long dick. The juices started to flow. He could feel the waves of exhilaration in his balls. The hot juices started to shoot magnificently, spurting out of his dick and into her mouth.
"Ahhh, my darling," he sighed. "Come on, suck it all out of me."
Mike's body flared back and forth, his cock driving ever deeper into her mouth as she went after the solid droplets of penis fluid. She finished swallowing the last few drops of Mike's cock liquid, after which she then released her tongue from his penis.
Mike reached out and slid his finger dramatically inside of her asshole. From the very beginning, he had been enchanted by the shape of Amy's buttocks. So now he was determined to shove his finger into her hot ass slit, and as his finger worked back and forth, she stretched out and gasped. She enjoyed the quick, hot, ever-so-devastating finger movements that he supplied as his finger kept on twisting and sliding inside of her anus.
"Ahhh, that does feel nice," she said. "Baby, you really do know how to excite me. That feels good. I love the way you're fingering my asshole."
"Just hang in there, honey," he winked. "You know what I'm gonna do to you?"
"There's not much left."
"Yes, there is. I want to fuck your asshole."
"Wow, you are getting bold. I've only had it that way once before. I let my husband do it one time. That was all. That was a special occasion. I was really turned on with him then."
"I hope you're turned on with me now."
"You know that I am. I've told you so."
"That's good. Then we'll get right into it, darling. I want to fuck your asshole. I want to fuck it real nice."
"I sure love the way you're moving your finger around inside of my asshole."
"That's good. Just hang in there, honey. You're gonna love every bit of this."
Mike kept up his quick, decisive finger activity for a few more moments. When he released his finger from her asshole, he reached inside of her pussy. He removed some pussy juices, after which he shoved his finger inside of her anus.
"I'll just lubricate you a little," Mike winked. "Now I'm all set to fuck you. Damned, what a beautiful ass you've got."
Mike reached out with both hands. He skillfully glided his fingers against his lover's ass cheeks. He held on tightly for a few strokes, then decided that it was time to proceed to the ass fucking. He wanted to stab her with his hard dick, to drive his cock forward, to plant it inside of her anus until all of the thick, white droplets of his cream had spurted out of the end of his peter.
"Honey, I want to throw your legs over my shoulders," he told her.
Mike toyed with Amy's ass cheeks for a little while, then reached out and grabbed her thighs. He threw her legs over his shoulders, then prepared to plant his hard, determined organ inside of her asshole.
Mike pushed his long, hard dick forward. He made his initial penetration inside of her anus. His whole body wiggled, particularly his cock, as he steered it ever so deeply inside of her anus. He kept slamming it between her hot buns, driving it hard and fast as Mike worked ever nearer to the point of orgasm. He loved every quick, flowing cock stab. His penetrating peter kept making rapid-fire contact with her anus as he drove himself that much closer to the point of a dramatic, zealous, overpowering orgasm.
"Fuck me," she sighed. "Baby, ohhh, it stings some but I still like it. I love the way you're taking charge of me. You're really dominating me with your cock. I love being dominated by your prick. Honey, ohhh, keep slamming your cock. Slam it hard. Darling, drive it into me. Drive your cock into my asshole. Baby, ohhh, I like the way you're slamming it. I like the way you're driving your tool inside me. Honey, ohhh, you've got to keep it going. Yes, keep it going real nice. Fuck me, ohhh, fuck me, drive your cock. Slam it hard, baby."
The faster that her ass cheeks twitched, the more forcefully that Mike drove his hard, throbbing peter inside of her asshole. He reached out grabbed her ass cheeks, holding onto them tightly. As he held on, his nifty, penetrating spear continued to make solid impact with her asshole. He slammed it ever so desirously inside her anus, working himself all the while ever nearer to the point of a beautiful climax.
"Ahhhh, I'm about to juice," Mike said. "As much fun as it is, I can't keep it up for much longer. The juices just have to spray after a certain point."
"I know, baby," she smiled. "Come on, keep on fucking me."
He hammered his cock hard inside of her several more times. Eventually the thick, white juices began to flow.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
As Mike began to get more sex from his female customers, his wife Sally suddenly got the urge.
She wondered why her husband Mike had not been more solicitous of her. She thought it over, and then decided that maybe it was because she had not been all that responsive. She began to think that maybe she had made some mistakes in her dealings with him, and one evening after having several after-dinner drinks, she decided that she would try and do something about it.
"Honey, if you'd like, you can take me up to bed and screw me right now," Sally said.
"Fine, dear."
"It looks like you've lost that horny edge somewhere. What's wrong, Mike? Has it been that I've been just too cold toward you?"
"No, that hasn't been it," Mike shrugged. "It's just that I've been working awfully hard on the job. I guess it's made me a little more tired."
"I hope you're not too tired tonight."
"Not at all."
"Then let's get into it."
"Your sudden desires have really surprised me. I'm happy."
"Let's go, dear."
They went into the bedroom, then immediately removed their clothes. The children had been put to bed a few minutes earlier, and everything was quiet in the house. As soon as Mike removed his clothes, he stretched out in the middle of the bed. He reached out and began to massage his penis. He noticed that it wasn't quite as hard as it had been for Amy, Rita, Carla and Norma. He felt a little guilty about it, then recognized that his enthusiasm for the other girls no doubt stemmed at least in large measure from the fact that they were a whole lot more excited about sex than Sally had been. He hoped that maybe Sally was turning over a new leaf and was going to start acting like the Sally of old, the girl he had enjoyed having sex with so much through the years.
Sally stripped off her panties, then stretched out next to Mike in bed. They engaged in a long, seemingly endless French kiss. As soon as Mike released his tongue from Sally's mouth, she opened up her legs. As she parted them, she pointed down toward her pussy.
"You can get busy lapping up my cunt juice any time you want to," she said. "I really need that kind of action, dear. I want you to push your tongue around inside of my snatch. I really want you to drive your tongue into my mound. Baby doll, ohhh, I want a nice suck. I want you to move your tongue inside my snatch. Just push your tongue around, baby. Slide it real nice. Come on, darling. Stroke me. Ohhh, stroke my mound."
Mike reached down with his right hand. He let his fingers glide inside of his lover's warm, aroused nest. He kept moving his fingers back and forth, gliding them inside of Sally's moist twat. The quicker that his fingers manipulated inside her box, the greater the amount of excitement that she demonstrated as she flipped her body around, responding to his efforts.
"I like what you're doing," she smiled. "Keep it up, my dear. Ohhh, baby doll. Darling, ohhh, I like that kind of action. Come on and finger me, sweetheart. Ohhh, plant your fingers inside of my pussy."
Mike kept on running his fingers energetically inside of his lover's nest. He continued his quick, brisk finger strokes for a few more moments. He released his fingers from her snatch, then reached out and began to play with her buttocks. His fingers worked back and forth against her ass cheeks. The faster that he employed them against her buttocks, the more excitement that he generated. His fingers kept on digging hard, pushing against her skin. He pushed his tongue forward finally, letting it penetrate inside of her anus. Back and forth his twisting tongue danced. He worked it soothingly inside of her anus, and all the whole her body twisted and turned. She liked the quick, stimulating tongue strokes that he kept on generating inside of her asshole. A few fast, throbbing tongue movements later, he released his tongue from her asshole. He was all set to drive his tongue inside of her hot box.
Before Mike actually launched into the pussy sucking, he reached down with his right hand and moved his fingers soothingly inside of her nest. He could feel the moisture, recognizing just how excited she was. He kept moving his fingers flowingly inside of her vagina. He moved them back and forth for a few more minutes, then suddenly released his fingers from her pussy. He was all set at that point to drive his tongue inside of her snatch.
"I want it," she told him. "Come on, baby. Move your tongue inside of my box. Suck my pussy. Baby, doll, ohhh, eat my snatch."
Mike threw his tongue into high gear. He pushed it dramatically forward, allowing it to assert inside of her wet, fiery vagina. He kept running his tongue inside of her. Every now and then he would let it push and twist against her pussy hairs. He loved running his tongue against her matted snatch hairs, and eventually he moved his tongue exclusively back to her snatch. His tongue kept on driving steadily, working back and forth as he drove it inside of her moist mound. He had her on the verge of orgasm. He juices were about to flow from her pussy.
Several quick, twisting tongue strokes later, the juices began to shoot out of her mound. They splashed inside of Mike's mouth, and as they did, she rejoiced.
"Wow, ohhh, wheeeee, you're sucking me," she said. "Come on, baby. Ohhh, keep your twisting tongue moving. Swallow every drop of the juice, my sweet. Ahhh, darling, this is sucking. I really love it, my dear. Honey, ohhh, you're a dear. What a suck."
As Mike withdrew his tongue from her mound, he reached down and plunged his fingers inside of her snatch. He worked his fingers back and forth, allowing them to glide inside of her nest. He moved his fingers flowingly inside of her pussy for a few more moments, after which he then released them. Mike felt that it was time for him to drive his hard, charging cock inside of her pussy. He wanted to pump hard with his long, hard, throbbing spear. He wanted to ram her hard and fast until all of the juices had shot from the end of his organ.
"Ohhh, fuck me," she said. "Just let your cock go, baby. Push it inside of my mound. Yes, honey. I'm ready for it. I'm ready for anything you're gonna give me. Just slam your cock inside of my mound. Drive it good and hard. Ohhh, sweetheart, let's do it, darling."
He penetrated his cock inside of her pussy. As he did, her body rocked. Since Mike had not been making any demands of her lately, she felt a compulsion to do her very best in the act of sex. She was a little fearful over the fact that just maybe he was losing his former passionate yen for her. She was, therefore, determined to give him all that she could in the way of support as he kept on ramming his stick inside her, sliding it hard and fast, manipulating it with great, decisive efforts inside of her pussy. The harder that his cock kept on hammering, the closer that he worked himself toward an exhilarating climax. His hot dick kept on plunging, spearing rapidly inside of her moist mound. He found himself only a few strokes removed from the point of climax. He heaved a deep sigh as the first few droplets of fiery orgasmic fluid shot out of the end of his pecker.
"Ohhhh, here I go," he sighed. "Baby, ohhh, this is just the beginning." His hard cock kept on rocking hard, slamming inside her nest as the flowing droplets of juice kept on spurting. Mike pushed his lips forward, allowing them to press against those of his lover. He removed his lips from Sally's, then withdrew his cock from her pussy.
"That's great," she said. "That was a good fuck, my sweet."
Mike realized that that was all she intended to engage in. She felt as if they had both gotten their share of sexual kicks. He recognized just how much more he had been receiving from the women whose televisions he had been servicing. He was getting a lot more from them, and he naturally was more keenly disappointed when his own wife didn't want to go any further than she apparently had demonstrated at that point. So he felt it was up to him to suddenly take charge of the action.
"Reach out and grab my prick," he said.
"Darling, let's not overdo it. We had a good time."
"But can't you see. My cock's still hard."
"All right, then you can shove it inside my pussy."
"This time we can do it my way," Mike insisted sternly.
"Just what is this?"
"Come on, just reach out and grab my cock."
" "All right, all right."
Mike watched as Sally reached out and, under protest, began to assert her fingers against his cock. She worked her fingers up and down his hard organ. She moved her fingers flowingly against his pecker.
"Do it faster," he said. "You're acting like you're opposed to the whole thing. Come on, my dear. Move your fingers. Come on, really move them over my dick."
She heaved a sigh, then began to assert her fingers more quickly than before. Up and down they circulated, manipulating against his long, hard pecker. She moved her fingers against his solid organ a few more times.
"Okay, switch to my balls," Mike said. "Come on, baby. Just slide your fingers over my testicles. Move your fingers real nice. Honey, ahhh, finger my balls. Darling, ohhh, finger them."
Sally's fingers went to work with great skill and joy. Back and forth she asserted them, letting them quickly stab against his testicles. The longer that her fingers made contact with his balls, the more that he enjoyed what was happening. He liked the way that her fingers were taking charge of things. He knew that even though he'd had to force it, he was still getting her to do something that she hadn't wanted to do at all.
Mike knew that the next step would be far more difficult. He was going to compel that she move her tongue against his balls.
"Honey, start running your tongue over my balls," he requested.
She dropped her fingers quickly from his testicles, looking at him very strangely.
"You've got to be flipping out."
"Come on. Lots of women like that kind of action. I've been reading of it. You can do it to me, baby. Come on, just run your tongue against my testicles. Really let yourself go."
She shook her head.
"What's getting into you? You're sure getting kinky."
"Come on, honey. Just run your tongue against my balls. Let yourself go, sweetheart."
She pushed her tongue finally against his testicles when she realized that he wasn't about to take no for an answer. She was more than a little jolted over his insistence on acts that he had never pushed that strongly before. In the past he would drop his requests after she had indicated her disapproval, but now things were changing. She saw now that he was insisting upon certain things and she, against her own wishes, had been willing to go ahead and suck his balls.
As her tongue kept scraping back and forth against his testicles, he nodded ever so briskly.
"I like that," he said. "Come on, baby. Just run your tongue over my balls. Come on, keep the action going. Sweetheart, ohhh, tongue me."
She worked her tongue back and forth a few more times, after which Mike decided it was time to force her down on his pecker. He reached out and grabbed her head. He held on tightly. He knew that she would want to resist this last request, so he was doing all he could to force her into it.
"Eat my prick," he exclaimed. "Come on, dear. Start running your tongue up and down my cock."
She released her tongue from his balls.
"You really are going mad," she told him.
"Come on now, honey. Don't talk about me that way. Just start moving your tongue, sweetheart. Stroke my cock. Move your tongue up and down my pecker. Baby doll, really slide it. Really let yourself go. Really eat my dick."
As Mike began to apply more pressure to her head, she heaved a sigh, recognizing that she had no alternative other than to please him. Her tongue began to scrape against the tip of his cock, after which she then started to slide it up and down his long, anxious staff. He continued to hold onto her head, recognizing that if he removed some of the compulsion from the act, that she would be unwilling to go along with it at all.
"Come on, eat my dick," Mike said. "Baby, move your tongue. Move it real nice. Drive it briskly, sweetheart. Really stab with your tongue. Come on, honey. Just move your tongue. Plant it against my peter. Ahhh, you're gonna plant it real nice. Yes, my sweet. Just drive your tongue. Ohhh, whee, that's the way to do it. Come on, baby doll. Ahhh, suck it off. Yes, suck all the juices out of my cock. You can do it, baby. Ohhh, come on, suck my dick. Oh, suck it."
Up and down she kept on stroking. The faster that she moved her tongue against his cock, the faster that his racing hips flipped back and forth as he responded to her rapid-fire, exhilarating movements.
"Come on, eat my cock," he sighed. "Just slide it real nice."
A few quick, twisting tongue stabs later, the droplets of thick, white cock fluid began to shoot out of the end of his hard, racing cock. His hips and ass cheeks bounced up and down on the bed as he watched the juices shoot from his organ.
"Catch the stuff," he called out to his wife eagerly.
Sally began to spit out some of the droplets of his orgasmic fluid. He reached out and grabbed her head.
"Catch it, honey," he implored. "Baby, come on, you know you want it. It's good stuff. Suck it all out of there. Suck out every drop, sweetheart. Yes, baby. Ohhh, suck the stuff out of my pecker. Come on, darling. Catch it. Yes, catch every drop."
She swallowed the droplets of hot fluid from his cock. He removed his prick from her mouth. She shook her head in disbelief.
"I don't believe what just happened," she said. "You sure can be a demanding son-of-a-bitch."
"Honey, don't talk that way."
"If it weren't for waking up the kids, I'd scream at you right now," she said. "I can't get over what's gotten into you."
"I just wanted to have a little harmless fun, baby doll."
"Oh, sure. You sure can act like a weirdo, that's all I can say."
"I enjoyed myself in a little sex. Certainly there's no harm in that."
"There is when you want to force another person into doing weird stuff."
"I didn't think that this was all that weird."
"I certainly did," she quickly disagreed. "I can't get over some of the things you're capable of doing. I really don't understand you in a lot of ways, Mike, even though we are married. It's such a strange thing."
"I thought it was time for you to loosen up and expand yourself in sex. I thought that the time was ripe, particularly considering the fact that you seemed to want the sex so bad."
"All right, what's done is done. I guess there's nothing I can say beyond that."
"But, baby, we've really enjoyed ourselves," he said.
"I enjoyed myself up to a point. But now I don't know. I'm beginning to wonder what you're gonna do next."
She shook her head in disgust, then stretched out on the pillow. Mike smiled ironically. He had been thinking about approaching her on the subject of an ass fuck, but he knew that that would have to wait for a future session. He realized this was not the time to suggest any action like that. She would only become still further upset, and he didn't want to deal with that situation. Not that night anyway. He was tired enough, without adding an additional burden to bear.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sally turned cold for the next few days. She let Mike know in no uncertain terms that she didn't like what he had done to her.
Mike had a little extra time one afternoon, so he decided he would drive out and see his young friend Amy. After all, she had been extremely conciliatory, and had even told him that she would like to see him again.
So as not to arouse any suspicion, he took his repair tool chest with him into her apartment. She had just finished lunch, and was wearing nothing more than her blouse and a pair of shorts. Mike could see that she had no bra on beneath the blouse, and that excited him all the more as he focused his eyes on her beautiful bosoms.
"You sure do look fantastic," he said.
"You sure are crazy, bringing all this equipment up here with you," she laughed. "Or were you gonna look at my set again?"
"Not unless it needs it."
"If I had needed it fixed, I would have called you. But you did a thorough job."
"I don't want anybody to know that the repairman is mixing a little hanky panky with his business," Mike explained. "So that's why I've decided to go this route."
"You're a pretty clever guy when you set your mind to it."
"Yes, I am. But right now my pencil is extra sharp, and I know what I need to do with it."
"Yes, I know what you need to do with it. Let's go into the bedroom."
As soon as Mike took Amy with him into the bedroom, he threw his arms around her. He squeezed her body ever so tightly, pushing his body next to hers. He loved feeling the warmth of her body as he pushed his lips forward. He ground his lips solidly against hers for several long seconds, after which he then released them.
Mike continued to let his arms clutch against her body. He worked her downward into bed with him, then reached out and undid her blouse.
"There's nothing under this," he sighed. "Damned, that excites me all the more."
Mike removed her blouse, then reached out and let his fingers glide against her breasts. Back and forth his fingers worked methodically, pressing and pushing against her warm skin. The longer that his fingers sank against her breasts, the more excitement that she felt. He kept moving his fingers, letting them dance and glide against her breasts. When he released them from her tits, he reached down and made a grab for her shorts.
"I'll bet there's nothing under these either," he smiled hopefully.
"There isn't."
"Then by damned, pretty soon you're gonna be naked."
"It looks that way. All you've got to do is just tug."
"That's right. That's easy enough."
He pulled at her panties several times, watching as they slid down her thighs, then her ankles, and finally off of her altogether. As soon as Mike removed her panties, he reached out with his right hand and began to manipulate his fingers inside of her vagina. He toyed with Amy's snatch for a few moments, then released his fingers from her pussy. He got up and immediately began to undress.
"I'm gonna take everything off," Mike said. "Yes, indeed, darling. It's gonna come off. Every stitch. We're both gonna be as naked as the day we were born."
Amy watched eagerly as Mike quickly removed all of his clothing. After he had gotten completely nude, he threw his body next to hers. He kissed her lips, then stretched out on his back.
"Climb on top of me," he said eagerly. "I think it would be beautiful to have a wild sixty-nine."
"That does sound like fun."
"Just plant your head on top of my cock. Then you can shove your pussy right near my mouth."
"That is a good idea."
Amy threw her head back and laughed girlishly. She clapped her hands with great glee, then pushed her body on top of Mike's. She planted her ass just above his tongue. He loved the sight of her blowing white ass cheeks, and immediately reached up and fondled them.
"Let's suck a little ass first," Mike said. "Then we'll work our way into the cunt sucking. Does that sound all right with you?"
"That sounds perfectly beautiful with me," she nodded. "Let's really get into it, sweetheart. Let's have ourselves a wonderful suck. Let's really let ourselves go. Let's suck with all we've got."
"That sounds very good."
They began to work their tongues back and forth as they slid them inside of each other's asshole. While Mike kept on driving his tongue inside of Amy's anus, he held on tightly to her ass cheeks. She kept twisting and twitching her buttocks, and all the while he pushed his tongue that much deeper inside of her, darting it with great rapidity as he stabbed her asshole.
While Mike kept on stabbing Amy's anus, she let her tongue stroke solidly against his anus. His ass cheeks kept on sliding from side to side as he responded to the quick, swift, ever so assertive tongue strokes that she kept on employing. Their tongues worked in a whirlwind of passion, and Mike soon enough realized that he would have to get his rocks off fast.
"Honey, let's start the sucking," he sighed. "Let's start the crucial sucking. I want your juice."
"Okay, doll. Just hang on."
"For a shy little girl, you catch on fast."
"I catch on fast because I'm with the right man. I'm with a guy who really knows how to fuck."
"I'm glad you recognize that."
"Of course I do. Let's get into it. Let's suck right now."
She worked her tongue ever so diligently against the tip of his cock. As she slid it back and forth, he began to glide his tongue against her snatch. Their tongues worked with beautiful symmetry. They kept on gliding them back and forth, working them fervently, pushing each other ever nearer to the state of a wild, mutual orgasm.
The quicker that their tongues energetically pursued each other, the closer that they drove one another to the point of a mutual, devastating earthquake. An earthquake of passion. The kind in which juices would be unleashed prolifically inside of each other's mouth.
A few quick, twisting tongue strokes later, Mike recognized that Amy could no longer withhold her juices. As her hips twisted back and forth, juices shot from her pussy and into her lover's mouth. Mike swallowed the droplets of cunt juice, after which he then released his tongue from her mound. He kept watching her throbbing ass cheeks as they moved up and down, just a scant few inches removed from him.
"Come on, keep tonguing me," he exclaimed. "Darling, just drive your tongue against my cock. Baby, ohhh, you're gonna bring me off. You're gonna do it so beautifully. Sweetheart, ohhh, eat my dick."
Mike watched with admiration as he observed Amy's head bobbing up and down. Ever so resourcefully, she let her twisting fingers manipulate back and forth against his balls. She squeezed and clutched at his testicles, clinging to them as her tongue kept on frantically pumping and pushing against his cock. She had him only a few strokes removed from the exhilarating moment of orgasm. Soon the thick, white peter fluid would be spurting from the end of his hot dick and into her mouth.
"Come on, just keep sucking," he sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, eat my dick. Yes, lover. Ohhh, plant your tongue against my hot organ. Eat it, baby. Yes, sweetheart. Ohhh, eat my dick. Yes, sweetie. Come on, suck my cock. Oh, drive your tongue against it. Work it, doll. Ohhh, work it nice."
As her tongue kept on moving magnificently against his cock, Mike reached out and slapped at her buttocks. The longer and faster that he slapped, the quicker that she responded as she moved her hot, decisive tongue rapidly up and down the full length of his hot and ready prick.
A few quick, twisting strokes later, the spurting droplets of hot, white cream were ready to shoot out of the end of Mike's solid tool. His whole body shook in an earthquake of passion as he watched the first few droplets of cream edge out of the end of his dick.
"Go get the stuff," he sighed. "Come on, darling. Ohhhh, you've got to swallow it. Yes, you've got to swallow every drop of it. Baby, ohhhh, go get my juices. Come on, darling. You've got to swallow them. Yes, you've got to swallow them real nice."
Mike's hips twisted back and forth as the spurting droplets of thick fluid kept on voluminously spraying from his organ, splashing wildly into her mouth.
He reached out and clutched at her ass cheeks, holding on tightly. The tighter that his fingers manipulated against her buttocks, the wilder the state of exhilaration he found himself in as the hot, spurting drops of thick, white cream kept on shooting from the end of his peter and into her mouth.
As Amy released her tongue finally from Mike's hard rod, she looked at him and smiled.
"I hope that I did a good enough job," she said.
"Are you kidding. There's no way you could do a bum job. You're all desire, honey. That's what I like about you. You're willing to go all the way. You'll extend yourself in sex. You're a wonderful woman."
He kissed his lover's forehead. He shoved his chest against her breast. He loved the flowing excitement that generated between them. He could see that there was a definite magnetism that the two of them enjoyed in the act of sex.
He kissed her lips, then released them from hers. He looked down at his penis, which he knew needed some more action. It was just a question of which act he would engage in.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Once that Mike had enjoyed himself in sex with Amy, he decided that he had to extend activities even more.
The thing that Mike kept learning as he got more involved with his beautiful friend was that the more sex he got, the more he seemed to crave. He liked her attitude, which appeared to be so much more willing than that of his own wife. He reached down and began to toy with her buttocks. He loved touching her hot ass cheeks, and the longer that he stroked them, the greater the amount of excitement that rippled through his whole body. His heart beat rapidly as Mike pushed his tongue forward, allowing it to slide back and forth against her left buttock. The quicker that he twisted his tongue, the faster in turn that she responded to his movements. He let his tongue slide with manipulative grace against her ass cheek. The quicker that he worked his tongue back and forth, the greater the amount of excitement that he engendered through her whole body. Amy was in a sea of swirling sexual passion, and every time that her lover stroked her butt, she felt it that much more.
"Come on, just keep twisting with your tongue," she exclaimed. "Come on, darling. I love it."
Mike kept up his hot, determined tongue stabs. He moved his tongue back and forth a few more times, after which he released it from her hot butt. He moved it over toward her other ass cheek, repeating the same quick, decisive action. His tongue kept working, swirling back and forth, manipulating with great desire as he moved it against her buttock.
"Baby, suck my butt," she said. "I love what you're doing."
As soon as Mike released his tongue from his lover's buttocks, he reached out with his right index finger and began pursuing her asshole. His finger shoved high and hard, working ever so deeply inside of her. He worked all the way to her rectum, swinging his finger back and forth, moving it with stupendous excitement as it kept plunging against her anus.
"Ahhh, that is nice," she nodded. "Baby, ohhh, what a finger fucker you are."
"Just get ready because my next move is gonna be to fuck your asshole. I'm gonna really ram my dick inside you. I'm gonna give you a fuck you aren't ever gonna forget. Honey, ohhh, what a tight ass you've got. Every time I shove my finger inside it, I get that much more excited."
"Yes, darling. Oh, this is good."
Mike kept on driving his finger forward, working it with stabbing intensity as he manipulated it inside of her anus. He kept up his quick, hot, pulsating stabs. He removed his finger finally from Amy's asshole, deciding it was time for him at that point to grind his dick inside of her. He wanted to slam his dick hard and fast inside of her asshole until every droplet of the hot, white cream had spilled from the end of his stick.
"Here I go," he said. "Turn over on your stomach, dear. Let's make this as erotic a screw as we can."
She stretched out on her stomach, and as she did, Mike reached out and ran his fingers over her warm buttocks. He kept squeezing her ass cheeks, plunging his fingers back and forth several times. He held on tightly to her hot ass, then removed his fingers from it. He let his fingers drop down to her thighs, which he fingered ever so resourcefully. As his fingers kept sliding back and forth against her legs, Mike prepared to launch into his fuck. He wanted to grind his hard, stabbing cock inside of her asshole. He wanted to shove his dick with everything he had, to let it pound relentlessly inside of her asshole until the juices once more spilled from the end of his peter.
"Here I go," Mike said. "I'm really gonna slide my cock inside you. Am I ever gonna fuck you. Baby doll, this is gonna be some screw. Darling, ohhh, do I ever love fucking your asshole."
Mike pushed his cock forward. He planted it eagerly inside of Amy's asshole for the first time. Her buttocks twisted from side as he hammered hard with his long, piercing spear. This time he was so taken with her right from the beginning that he knew he had to grind his dick deep into her rectum. He kept on slamming his cock forward, driving it magnificently, pushing and sliding it ever so deeply into her asshole.
"Ahhh, honey, fuck me," she sighed. "I really like the way you're sliding your tool. Come on, dear. Oh, keep pumping it."
Mike knew that he was winding his way ever closer to a wild orgasm. He knew there was no way to slow up the action at that point in time. His piercing cock was ablaze with excitement as he kept making thundering contact with his lover's anus. His cock kept slamming hard, driving with eager steadfastness as he pushed it hard and deep inside of her asshole. The faster that he pumped with his long, savage dick, the closer that Mike found himself to orgasm. He shoved his dick inside of her anus a few more times, then heaved a loud sigh. The thick white droplets of cream began to gush out of the end of his long, agitated dick. Mike's whole body shook as the drops of white fluid continued to spray from him. He felt a great sense of relief after he'd gotten his rocks off.
Even though he was relieved to some extent, Mike knew that he needed to go off one more time. He reached out with his tongue, letting it tickle her left nipple.
"You're always on the move," Amy laughed.
Amy's body responded to his quick, devastating tongue effects. Back and forth he kept winding with his tongue, sliding it against her nipple. He removed it from one nipple, then let it go to work against the other. His tongue firmly cut loose against Amy's nipple. He worked it back and forth a few more times, then released it from her nipple altogether. By then Mike felt that it was time for him to fuck her asshole. He wanted to send his hot, thundering cock deep into her pussy until the juices once more flowed. He'd fucked her mouth, and he'd fucked her asshole, so now he wanted to cut loose inside of her nest.
Mike leaned forward. He puckered up, then delivered a long, intense kiss to her pussy. As his lips pushed against her clitoris, she let out a wild sigh. Amy had once more been pushed practically to the brink by her lover.
"You're too much," she said. "Come on, darling. Just drive your cock inside my mound. Baby, come on, pump your cock. Push it inside my pussy."
Mike released his lips from her nest. He reached down with both hands, moving his fingers against her buttocks. He held on tightly to her ass cheeks, and as he did he got set to make his first hot, energetic entrances into her snatch.
He swung his tool forward. He let it make contact with Amy's pussy. Amy moved her body relentlessly, sliding it from side to side as Mike sent his hard dick into her. He fucked her with every bit of passion that he could muster. As his hard, slamming cock kept on repetitiously stabbing inside Amy's mound, he reached out with both hands and slid his fingers up and down her back. He held onto her ass cheeks, and as he did, he fucked her even faster. His hard cock kept on sliding, pushing zealously inside of her nest as he worked his way into her nest, that much nearer to a wild and invigorating climax.
"Ohhh, fuck me," Amy sighed. "Darling, drive your juices inside my pussy. Honey, I love your movements. Come on, keep it going. You're moving your cock so fast. This is so nice. Ohhh, keep screwing me. Yes, screw my pussy. Screw my hot snatch. Go off, baby doll. Yes, you've got to go off inside me."
Mike kept on slamming his hard dick relentlessly inside of her mound. He pushed and stabbed forcefully a few more times, after which the moment of climax arrived. He clutched his fingers sharply against her ass cheeks, then heaved a deep sigh until the juices shot from his long, determined cock.
"Ooooh, baby," he said, "what a pussy you've got. What a hot snatch. Do I ever love driving my cock into it."
When Mike released his long tool from Amy's pussy, she suggested getting him a drink:
"How about some iced tea?" she asked.
"I'll get dressed, honey, and have one on the way out," he smiled.
Amy quickly made the tea. She sat opposite Mike in the kitchen as they sipped it.
"I lost a lot of sweat," Mike smiled. "This tea really goes down nice."
"Yes, I lost plenty of sweat myself. I got thirsty."
"Well, I've got to be moving again."
"Honey, I hate to confine seeing you to these few occasions," Amy looked into Mike's eyes. "I'd like to get more serious with you. I'd like to see you all the time. I mean, we get along so well. Why enjoy just a few stolen moments?"
Mike hesitated before responding. He felt like a heel. He had never told Amy that he was married. He realized that he owed it to her. He could not keep her in the dark any longer. Not when she was obviously becoming so infatuated with him that she wanted to expand their relationship.
"Darling, I'm married," he said.
Amy's chin dropped.
"Say that again."
"You heard it right," he nodded.
"How could you do this to me?" she asked, beginning to sob. "Didn't you know that I'm a one-man woman? Once that I got excited enough about you, I'd stay excited. That's just the way that I am."
"No, I didn't realize that you'd take it quite that way," he conceded. "My god, I sure am sorry."
"So am I," she said. "I thought this was gonna really lead into something. I mean, something big."
"We can still see each other."
"No. Not under those circumstances."
"It doesn't change anything."
"Yes. It changes everything," she nodded sadly. "That's just the way it is."
"Why does it have to?"
"I'm not getting involved with anybody who's married. If I had known before that you were married, I wouldn't have gotten involved with you at all."
"I guess that your attitude is fair enough. My attitude has been pretty rotten. I'm sorry. I guess I did owe it to you to let you know. I just didn't think it was important. It wasn't to me. I felt that we could enjoy ourselves, have a little fun. You were so lacking in confidence. I definitely felt that you needed somebody like me at this point in your life."
"I suppose maybe I did," she conceded, "but hopefully I wanted somebody like you who was single. I'm sorry it had to end this way. You don't know how sorry."
"I think so," Mike said. "I would know because I feel just as sorry myself. Even worse. For one thing, I should have told you. I'm sure sorry I didn't."
"I think you'd better go, Mike. I want to be alone."
Mike wanted to say a few more words to console Amy, but after pausing for a few moments and thinking about it, he decided not to say another word. He realized that nothing he could say would change matters. Or, for that matter, make her feel any better. She had been crushed and disappointed, and he knew that she had experienced similar fates in her relationships with other men. That was what made him feel the worst of all. Here he had wanted to help her, and instead, in the final analysis he wound up hurting her
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
That Saturday evening Mike decided to have his mother-in-law baby sit for the kids while he took Sally out to dinner.
The more that Mike thought about it, the more he couldn't help but conclude that the kinds of relationships he'd been having with the women on his repair route could only lead to ultimate disaster. He could not hope to keep his wife in the dark forever. Either he would have to leave Sally, or else abandon his relationships with the other women. At least most of them. He discovered that the more involved he got with the other women, the more he seemed to want to have sex. He could see that the situation was getting more dangerous all the time. He needed to take some kind of decisive action.
Mike felt that he could use the opportunity of the evening out to test the relationship in terms of its sex potentials. He would have hated to split up with Sally. For one thing, it would have meant breaking up the family. He loved his two children dearly. For another, he genuinely loved Sally as well. It was just that she did not seem to hold the same attitude concerning sex that he did.
He took Sally out to a good restaurant. After a steak dinner, and a few drinks, he decided to make a bold move. As they got inside of the car, Mike threw his arm around his wife.
"What do you say we go to a motel?" he asked.
"What a bold move," she laughed. "It's been a long time since we've done that."
"I know. Sometimes I think it's good to get back to the good old days."
"Maybe you're right. You haven't been asking for much sex lately."
"I guess maybe I've gotten into a rut. Maybe we both have."
"Perhaps you're right."
"At any rate, why don't we do it. Why don't we go to a motel."
"Very well."
Mike heaved a sigh of relief. He did not know just how Sally would respond to his suggestion. He was happy that she had indicated a willingness to go along with it.
They arrived at a small motel, where they took out a room. Mike immediately began to remove his clothes as soon as he got inside the room. He was determined to have a good round of sex with his lovely wife. He thought for a moment about Amy. He couldn't ever disappoint anybody else like he had disappointed this sweet young girl. It was one thing to engage in some hit-and-run sex with somebody like Rita or Carla, but it was quite another to engage in it with Amy. She was the kind of girl who would expect a man to surrender himself all the way, just as she was perfectly willing to do the same thing with respect to him.
As Mike stripped off his shorts, he observed that Sally was down to her panties and bra. He examined her beautiful body. The longer he looked at it, the more he realized that he did have a veritable treasure chest of sexual appeal in the form of his beautiful Sally. He reached out and threw his arms around her, then let his lips push against hers. His lips remained pressed for a long period of time against Sally's, after which he then released them. He moved his fingers downward toward her pussy. He slid his fingers against her snatch. His fingers slid against her snatch, moving with decisive conviction as they manipulated against her vagina. Ever so quickly his fingers kept making rapid-fire contact with her nest. He kept on stroking quickly, moving his fingers with great joy and desire as they worked inside of her hot snatch.
"I like that," she said. "You're really getting me hot. Baby, you're gonna suck me."
"No, I'm not," he grinned. "I'm gonna fuck you. I'm gonna slide my dick inside of your hot nest."
"You seem to be quite sure of yourself."
"Yes, I am. No more of this crazy indecision. As far as I'm concerned, the only way to fuck is to go all out. That's what I want to do with you right now. I want to move my cock inside of your snatch. I really want to plunge my dagger. I'm gonna get it off."
Mike released his fingers from Sally's pussy. He kissed her lips several times in quick succession, then looked down at his hard, ready cock. He wanted to pump it into her vagina, to slide it spectacularly inside of her snatch until all of the juices shot from the end of his tool.
He drove his cock forward toward her nest. He moved it back and forth, letting it rifle with piston-like authority inside of her twisting, hot vagina. The longer that Mike rammed his hot, energetic spear inside of her pussy, the greater the feeling of excitement that flowed within his entire body. He loved each and every quick, captivating cock stab that he sent inside her. He kept on working his penis, letting it drill rapidly, slamming hard and fast as he pushed himself that much nearer to the point of orgasm.
"Ahhhh, I'm gonna shoot," Mike said. "Darling, I'm gonna really send my cock into you. Baby doll, this is such a nice fuck."
Mike kept on working his hot, steady pecker inside of her nest. He moved it back and forth, sliding it relentlessly inside of her snatch. A few quick, tugging, decisive prick stabs later, the juices were all set to spill from the end of his cock. He slammed his peter into her several more times, then heaved a sigh as the droplets of thick, white penis fluid shot from his cock.
"Here we go, it's bombs-away time," he told her.
Mike slapped at her ass cheeks, laughing loudly as the jolting droplets of prick juice kept on shooting from his cock. A few moments later he released his cock from her vagina. He felt good all over.
"Baby, that was a fuck," he told her. "And right now I want to do something to you that I've never done before."
Mike reached out with his right index finger and slid it inside of Sally's asshole. As he finger fucked her sharply, he looked at her and smiled.
"I'm gonna get you ready for an ass fuck," he said.
"You're what?"
"That's right. Let's call this evening a second honeymoon. We're gonna get acquainted all over again in sex, dear. I think that two people who really love each other should be willing to do everything. You sucked me off before. Was that really all that bad?"
"Maybe not, but I hate like hell to surrender my asshole. You're gonna really hurt me."
"No, I'm not. It'll sting a little bit, but you're not gonna mind it. As a matter-of-fact, you're gonna like it."
Mike's finger kept on making sharp, determined contact with his lover's anus. He moved it back and forth several more times, then removed it from her asshole. He was all set by then to manipulate his steely cock inside of her anus.
"Here we go, doll," he winked. "I'm gonna fuck your asshole. I'm gonna fuck it real good."
Mike reached down and grabbed at his loving wife's thighs. He shoved Sally's thighs over his shoulders, then prepared to launch into some wild, devastating activity.
"Baby, I'm gonna fuck you," he said. "You don't need to be so afraid."
Her body lay there stiffly as he held onto her thighs. His fingers stroked at her thighs. Mike pushed his cock forward. He let it make its initial penetration inside of Sally's anus. He wanted to work his cock slowly in the beginning. He didn't want to hurt her too badly. Even so, he stung her with his first few hot, jolting stabs.
"Ouch, that really hurt," she said.
"Just hang in there. It's not gonna be all that bad. As a matter-of-fact, it's gonna get better and better. It's gonna get so good, in fact, that you're gonna start begging me for it in time. You might not believe that, but that's exactly what's gonna happen. You're gonna start begging me for plenty of hot sex."
"Maybe so, but not this particular act."
"Just wait and see. You are going to. Just hang in there, honey. I'm gonna keep fucking your asshole."
Mike's cock kept on moving, driving with thundering desire as he worked it back and forth inside of Sally's anus. The longer that he kept up his fucking, the harder and deeper that he began to stab. Pretty soon he was slashing and twisting ever so decisively with his dick, moving it with determined joy and excitement as he slid it ever deeper inside of her. He kept pushing ever closer to the point of orgasm. His hard dick kept on energetically sliding forward, working back and forth, manipulating inside of her.
"Ahhh, I'm so close," he said. "Just get set, honey. Get set to feel all those orgasmic fluids. The juices are gonna shoot inside you. You're gonna really get it. Ohhh, this is some screw!"
As Mike pushed that much nearer, he reached out with both hands and started to slap at his lover's buttocks. The longer that he slapped at her ass cheeks, the closer that he found himself moving. A few quick, twisting cock strokes later, the juices began to pour out of the end of his penis. They splashed wildly out of his cock and into her asshole.
"Ahhh, that really is fucking," she exclaimed. "Baby doll, ohhh, did you ever screw me. What a beautiful fuck. Sweetheart, ohhh, that was a great screw."
Mike removed his cock from Sally's asshole. He smiled brightly.
"Didn't I tell you, you'd like that?" he asked.
"You're right. You had to practically hog tie me to get away with it, but once I caught the drift of it, once I learned how much fun it could be, well, it was something else. Thank you, baby."
"And thank you for being a willing subject, dear. How about us doing it again?"
"Another ass fuck?"
"Why not?"
"My ass is a little sore," she laughed, "but I'm sure willing."
"You're getting it warmed up," he smiled. "This time get down on all fours. I want to fuck you from a different angle."
"You really are an inventive dirty man," she grinned.
"Of course I am. The more inventive a person is, the more fun he's gonna have in bed."
"I suppose that makes sense."
"Of course it does. So just get set, sweetheart."
She got down on all fours, then prepared to receive his hard, twisting stabs.
"Baby, here I go," he said. "I'm really gonna pump my cock inside of you."
She twisted her ass cheeks back and forth. He reached out and grabbed at her hot butt. His fingers squeezed and clutched at her ass cheeks for quite a few minutes. As he loosened his grip, he rammed his cock forward. He pushed it inside of her asshole.
"Ahhh, I'm in you," he sighed with celebrated joy. "I'm really gonna fuck the hell out of you. Baby, this is even gonna be better than the last one."
"Then that's saying something."
"It sure is."
His hard cock kept rocking and ramming as he blasted away inside of her asshole. The harder that he stroked with his cock inside of her anus, the closer that he moved. He slowed up his fucking pace, determined to make the sex act last a little while.
"Ahhh, you're so good," she told him.
"Baby, keep on pumping. I like it now. I can't believe how much I like it."
He smiled brightly. His hard pecker kept on slamming inside of her anus. The harder that he pushed and plunged with his dick, the closer that he kept on moving. His dick kept slamming away, moving with relentless energy as Mike pushed himself ever closer. A few hot, twisting peter strokes later, he knew that the end was in sight. There was no way that he could extend himself any more. Not when he was this far gone.
Mike's heart pounded with great anxiety as he kept on pushing forward with his cock, gliding it back and forth, slamming it sharply inside of her asshole. He reached out and slapped at her buttocks. He moved his fingers back and forth, manipulating them against her ass cheeks. He pushed himself almost to the brink of climax. His hard, decisive dick kept working, stabbing hard and fast, manipulating with great spirit and joy. As his fingers kept on gliding against her buttocks, Mike moved ever nearer. He reached out and slid his fingers against her breasts. He ran his fingers up and down her neck. He heaved one loud, last sigh. He could feel the itchiness welling up in his balls. He looked down at his accelerating balls, which were ready to explode. The juices finally began to spill from his cock, splashing with great joy and uninhibited desire inside of her asshole.
"Ahhh, this is fucking," Mike smiled. "I love it, baby. Ohhh, this is my kind of screwing."
Mike released his cock from Sally's asshole.
"I hope that this is gonna pick things up in our marriage," he winked.
"I hope so. Especially after the sore ass I got," she smiled.
They burst into laughter. Mike threw his arms around Sally. He delivered a long, searing kiss to her lips. He was happy that things were going so much better. As long as Sally was willing to give him what he needed in sex, he wouldn't feel the compulsion to shop around.
"Honey, my pussy could stand some attention right now," Sally told him. "How would you feel about going down on me?"
"I'd feel just fine about it."
"Then what are we waiting for."
"For you to spread your legs," Mike laughed.
He watched as his lovely wife extended her well-shaped legs. He dropped his tongue down between her legs, then immediately began to twist it back and forth, working it with great precision and joy as he sucked her snatch.