Hot Night Housewife
by Bill Randolph


FOREWORD 

Behind the outward serenity and closed doors of middle-class suburban homes, 
we find people tormented by the same problems that have afflicted men and 
women throughout the ages. 

While Americans today are leading "the good life," enjoying material 
comforts unheard of in other countries, people may still find themselves in 
an emotional turmoil, reinforced by the increasing alienation of our 
lifestyle. 

Edna Waters is a typical suburban housewife. She is surrounded by material 
comforts. Yet her boredom and her husband's increasing neglect lead her into 
acts which she never dreamed she was capable of. With each day she finds 
herself set more irretrievably upon a path from which there is no turning 
back. 

HOT NIGHT HOUSEWIFE is a novel about this woman. A novel about the problems 
that may confront any woman when she makes the fateful decision to ignore 
society's prohibitions. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Edna Waters kicked off the bedcovers and used her fingertips to spread apart 
her black-haired cuntlips. She moaned softly as she felt the wetness of her 
womanly juice that glazed the sensitive pink pulp of her pussy slit. Her 
practiced fingers found the throbbing pearl of her clit, and her lusty 
groans of self-inflicted passion intensified as her nerves tingled with 
pleasure. 

She blinked her deep-blue eyes up at the ceiling above her bed and pretended 
that her husband was toying with her juicy clit. She tried to imagine 
Clint's fingers stroking her clit and heating up her cunt for the nice, 
brutal drilling of his cock. Suddenly, she stiffened two fingers and fucked 
them straight and deep into the simmering folds of her pussy. She shrieked 
as she rotated her fingers in tight, circular motions against the 
juice-slickened walls of her cunt channel. She humped her shapely asscheeks 
up and down on the mattress as she started fucking her fingers in and out of 
her dripping cunt. 

Edna finger-fucked herself with an increasing frenzy until her fingers were 
plunging in her sloshy-wet cunt hole, propelling her toward an ultimate 
explosion. She rushed toward the happy moment, bracing herself for the 
ecstatic release that would signal her climax-another morning ritual. 

"Now! Oh, yes, now!" she whispered to the empty bedroom, playing out the 
fantasy that it was Clint on top of her, fucking her pussy with his huge 
prick and driving her toward a satisfying, violent orgasm. "Yes, yyyeesss, 
baby! I'm almost there! I'm about to come!" 

She arched her spine and tensed her body just as spasms shuddered throughout 
her pussy and out to every nerve-ending in her body. She shouted a guttural 
groan of fuck-lust as his embedded fingers became engulfed in hot cunt 
cream. Her whole body started trembling and she bellowed another cry of joy 
as her climax erupted with a terrific force. 

She slumped back down on the mattress, gasping for breath as the pleasing 
sensations of her fading orgasm echoed throughout her body. Her lusty groans 
soon became sighs as she regained her composure. She slipped her sticky wet 
fingers from her cunt and ordered herself off the bed. 

No point dwelling on the humiliation of having to finger-fuck herself to 
pleasure again, she told herself as she padded across the bedroom to the 
adjoining bathroom. She had just completed what had become a daily 
happening, and she was determined to no longer feel guilty about it. 

As Edna stood under the stinging spray of the shower, she reflected back on 
her one-year marriage to Clint Waters. It was true that she still loved her 
husband. From the first time they had met, she had fallen hopelessly in love 
with him. He was decidedly masculine in every way, and just thinking about 
his blond good looks and athletic body sent shivers up and down her spine 
and caused her pussy to throb and convulse. 

After a year of marriage, her pussy would still dampen whenever her gaze 
lingered on him. 

Clint wasn't rich, but he made a comfortable living installing heating and 
air conditioning systems in commercial buildings. Certainly, Edna reminded 
herself, he offered her as much security as any other twenty-year-old woman 
she knew. But the negative side to his work was that frequently he worked in 
the city such long hours that it was practical for him to stay with the crew 
at downtown hotels for days at a time-instead of returning home every night 
to the suburbs and to her. 

The passion of their courtship and of the first few months of their marriage 
seemed like a distant dream. But Edna kept telling herself to be patient. 
Things would be better when winter came and his work slowed. Meantime, she 
couldn't shake the loneliness and boredom of her suburban life. And, of 
course, there was her constant horniness to contend with. 

Edna turned off the shower water and stepped from the stall. She wrapped a 
towel around her luscious body and strolled from the bathroom as she 
continued to contemplate her marriage and her feelings. She couldn't deny 
that Clint's passion for her had dwindled steadily over the months. 

Do I come on too strong? she asked herself. Am I too demanding on those 
weekends when he finally comes home? 

Her time lately had been spent reading the women's magazines and watching 
endless television talk shows that offered such explanations, through the 
blizzard of information and theories, Edna found herself more baffled and 
confused. She sensed the only real way to solve the problem was to confront 
Clint and discuss it with him. Yet, she didn't want to cast any shadows on 
the precious short time they spent together. Instead, she had tried to make 
his weekends at home as comfortable and free from pressure as possible. 

But lately that ploy hadn't worked; at least not for her. 

Last weekend, for instance, she had practically raped him! She had finally 
managed to interest him enough to at least fuck her. But his performance had 
been lackluster and mechanical. 

And, most frustrating of all, Cline was endowed with the biggest cock she 
had ever seen. All of that cockmeat was going to waste, and Edna couldn't 
stop feeling that she was being cheated. 

She wandered into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. She sat at 
the dinette and carelessly allowed the towel draping her body to fall away 
as she mused over her concerns. She flipped her fingertips through her 
still-damp black curls and wondered if Clint had another woman on the side. 
That would certainly explain the tailing off of his sexual appetite at home. 
Anger flared inside her, but she quickly sought to block the upsetting 
thoughts. What reason would he have to cheat on her? After all, she had a 
knock-out body with big, ripe tits that all men drooled over. Her shapely 
legs were long and curvy and blended sensually into curvaceous hips and a 
round, firm ass that never failed to get the attention of most men on the 
street or in stores. 

No, she decided. Another woman probably wasn't the problem. Why would Clint 
settle for hamburger when he had steak at home? Rare, hot steak at that! 

The ringing of the doorbell jolted Edna from her musings. She stepped 
quickly to the front door, carefully rewrapping the towel tightly around her 
body. She opened the door a few inches and peeked out. 

"Just get up?" Georgia Dryer said with a smile. 

"Not hardly. Come in, Georgia," Edna said, ushering in her next-door 
neighbor. "I was going to call you later. I'm going nuts just staring at 
these four walls." 

The two women walked into the kitchen, where Edna poured her neighbor some 
coffee. They settled around the dinette and Edna admired Georgia's sexy long 
blonde hair, her radiant features and her voluptuous figure packed 
provocatively into a tight yellow jogging suit. 

Georgia was in her thirties, a widow and mother of a teenaged son. Her 
husband had left her the house next door and some insurance money. To get 
by, Georgia worked part time at a dress shop in the neighborhood mall. Edna 
had instantly liked the blonde and had begun thinking of her as an older 
sister. She felt comfortable enough with the older woman to discuss 
anything, and confident enough to seek good advice. 

"Something is bugging you, Edna," Georgia said after the woman had chatted 
for several minutes. "What is it, honey? Maybe I can help." 

Edna hesitated only briefly before plunging right in and admitting her 
problem to the older woman. "I'm horny, Georgia," she said with a sigh. "I'm 
like a bitch in heat. I'm about to go wild for some good old-fashioned 
fucking." 

She had blurted the words, saying them quickly before she could change her 
mind or let embarrassment stall her. With the truth finally out in the open, 
Edna blushed a deep red, and she hurriedly grabbed her coffee cup. 

The older woman reacted in a way that startled Edna. Georgia suddenly threw 
her head back and laughed uproariously. 

"And that's your big problem?" the blonde scoffed. "You're putting me on! 
With that handsome hunk of a husband you've got, are you telling me you 
can't get enough cock?" 

Edna's blush intensified and she sadly nodded. "Believe anything you like, 
but I just told you what was bugging me. So laugh it up, Georgia!" 

"Oh, honey, hold it," the blonde said quickly, her laughter dying as she 
reached across the table to touch Edna's hands. "I'm not making fun. It can 
be a terrible problem. It's just that I never imagined Clint not giving your 
little pussy more than it can handle. Know what I mean?" 

"Strange, but true," Edna said, bracing herself for the blonde's next 
reaction. 

"Well, damn, that's a shocker. He doesn't fuck you?" 

"He'll go through the motions. Sometimes," she admitted, looking down into 
her coffee cup, avoiding her neighbor's eyes. "I don't think I turn him on 
anymore." 

"Oh, honey! Now, that's total bullshit!" Georgia said with a humorless 
laugh. "You're a doll. Don't kid yourself. You've got looks that give dead 
men hard-ons." 

"Maybe dead men," Edna said. "But what about my husband?" 

"Hey, don't expect me to crawl inside his big, beautiful head. Let's take 
care of your problem first. Tackling his can come later." 

"What do you mean?" Edna asked. 

"Listen, honey, I know all about being lonely. When Hank died two years ago, 
I thought I'd go out of my skull missing him. After about six months, not 
getting fucked regularly really got to me. My pussy used to ache for a big, 
stiff prick. Hell, it got so bad that I went out one day and picked up the 
first dude wearing a clean shirt I spotted in a drug store. We went to a 
motel out on the highway and before I finished with him, he probably became 
a raving fag. I was a real tiger, dying for cock, and I gave the poor guy no 
rest." Georgia laughed throatily, remembering. "But, shit, that's another 
story. What we have to do is ease your pain." 

"My pain?" 

"Yeah. You know, that burning in your pussy that's making you crave cock? 
We'll cure that right away." 

"How?" 

"You ask too many questions for a lady in need. Just trust me." 

Edna found herself being led down her own hallway toward the master bedroom. 
Fear and excitement rushed through her. What was happening? She was almost 
too afraid to ask herself the question. Guessing the answer was impossible. 

"Just relax," Georgia said, directing Edna into the bedroom. "There's no 
reason to be tense. It's just us girls." 

Edna was embarrassed by her unmade bed. Could Georgia whiff the odor of 
pussy juice on the rumpled sheets? Did this experienced, older woman 
instantly know Edna had been masturbating? Edna shivered nervously as the 
questions zipped through her mind. And in the next second, Edna had to gasp 
as the blonde leisurely unknotted the towel covering Edna's body and let it 
fall to her ankles. 

"Wow! Just as I thought," Georgia whispered. "You are one built lady. I 
think your tits are bigger than mine, and nobody has mistaken me for a boy 
since I was twelve." 

Edna giggled uneasily but couldn't stop the spreading of her embarrassment. 
The older woman's eyes lingered over her fleshy curves, and Edna fought the 
urge to cover herself with her hands. Why should she be ashamed of her body? 
Georgia, after all, had complimented her on body, and that was nice. 
Besides, why be embarrassed in the presence of another woman? 

With her mental rationalizing, Edna's initial discomfort at standing naked 
in front of the older woman gradually eroded. Then, strangely, the brunette 
felt a stirring of sensations nipping at her nerves. The hot gaze Georgia 
was showering on her was making Edna respond. An erotic throbbing started 
deep inside her pussy, and she felt her nipples harden. Edna couldn't stop 
herself from responding to the blonde's obvious favorable appreciation of 
the sight. The growing arousal continued to tingle her senses, and the lusty 
brunette found herself proudly displaying her nudity for the blonde's 
appraisal. 

"You should be proud of yourself and of your body," Georgia breathed, her 
eyes widening in the spectacle of the curvaceous young brunette standing 
before her. "Hell, honey, sometimes it takes another woman to fully 
appreciate feminine beauty." 

Before Edna could react, the blonde had stepped forward and reached to touch 
her tits. Georgia's fingers caressed the rubbery nipples, making them 
stiffen even more and causing the brunette to suddenly gasp. 

"Georgia ... I've never ... done anything like this," Edna sighed. 

The blonde smiled without taking her eyes off the brunette's luscious tits. 

"Don't worry, honey," she whispered. "There's a first time for everything." 
She moved a little closer, letting her fingertips torment the hardened 
nipples and huge, round areolas. "And the first time is usually the best 
time of all." 

 CHAPTER TWO 

The blonde feathered her fingertips over the brunette's nipples and, little 
by little, Edna's full tits rose and fell with her gasping breath. The 
caressing, gentle massaging made Edna shiver even as her tits tingled. 

Edna's fears rushed back into her mind. Georgia's touch was exciting her, 
thrilling her to dizzying heights. The gentle hands were so soft and sure, 
the touch so light and delicate, a marked contrast to Clint's gruff, abrupt 
handling. A chilling sense of dread knifed through her mind, causing her a 
brief worry that she was not only a horny slut, but a lesbo slut to boot! 
Then, as quickly as the horrifying thought occurred, it vanished, swept away 
by the flood of ecstasy that swam vigorously from the pit of her hot cunt 
channel all the way out to the nerve endings in her fingers and toes. She 
suddenly wished Georgia would stop teasing her and get on with whatever 
dykes did to each other. 

"Mmmm, you really get hot fast, honey," Georgia whispered with a smile. 
"Just like me." The blonde's voice was thickening with desire as she let her 
hands drop from Edna's tits and glide downward toward the younger woman's 
glistening black thatch of curly pussy hair. "That's a great sign. It means 
we can have lots of wonderful times together." 

Edna groaned as the older woman's fingertips laced through the top of her 
cunt nest. Georgia leaned forward until her wet, hot mouth plastered hard 
against Edna's full lips. Edna swooned with the renewed gush of pleasure 
that erupted just as she tasted the other woman's mouth on hers. She let her 
own lips soften and mold to Georgia's. She tasted the sweetness, the warmth 
of the older woman's mouth and immediately felt breathless. Her nostrils 
flared, and she needed no urging to part her lips and accept Georgia's hot, 
inquisitive tongue. 

Edna moaned with ecstasy. Her tits felt as if the nipples would burst. Her 
guts constricted with a fierce urgency. 

She tore her mouth free and sucked air into her lungs. Her mind was no 
longer dulled, but somehow it didn't matter. She knew exactly what she was 
doing. She could see it all with cold clarity. There was no room for guilt 
or shock or even surprise. Her senses were urging her on to experience the 
strange delights that awaited her in the arms of this fabulous blonde woman. 
Her cunt had been sparked by the deep throated kiss, and there was no 
stopping her feelings now. 

She pushed away from Georgia just enough to start tearing at the blonde's 
jogging suit, anxious to see her naked. She craved seeing the luscious sight 
of the older woman's huge, full tits and long, tapered legs. Georgia's 
breathing came in rapid gasps as she assisted Edna in stripping off the 
jogging suit. In a few seconds, Georgia was standing in front of Edna 
totally nude. 

Edna wasted no time fondling the blonde's lovely, large tits and toying with 
her pointy, jutting nipples. She had never touched another woman so 
intimately before, and the experience was creating delightful sensations 
throughout Edna's body. 

Georgia suddenly ducked her head and placed her warm wet mouth on Edna's 
left nipple, tightening her lips on it and sucking hungrily. It was 
impossible for Edna to hold back a deep sigh of pleasure. It felt so good, 
so very good! She couldn't remember ever getting this hot so fast. She 
panted and savored the sensations flowing through her body. 

"You're catching on, honey," Georgia whispered, blowing hot breath. "We 
don't have to be in such a hurry. Let's get comfortable." 

Georgia led the younger woman to the bed. Edna moaned passionately as she 
stretched across the bed. She gazed up at the blonde's body, and swooned 
when her sexy neighbor joined her. 

The women nestled together, their warm, super-charged flesh meeting. Edna 
groaned as the older woman instantly began moving her hand downward, sliding 
her fingers over the velvety skin of her tense belly. Edna's groan deepened 
and she instinctively brought her legs together as she felt the insistent 
hand creep through the silken black hair that covered her pussy. 

The blonde stifled her own moans of pleasure by returning her mouth to 
Edna's ripe tits. She sucked gently on a firm tit globe then tongue whipped 
the younger woman's sensitive, erect nipple. She nibbled the tender tit tip 
playfully, teasingly, before returning to a hungry sucking action. All the 
while, she rubbed her fingers boldly through Edna's glistening pussy patch, 
tracing a scorching path through the curly forest. 

As spontaneously as she had brought her thighs together, Edna parted them 
again. She felt Georgia's hand rake through her cuntal patch and brush 
softly over her throbbing, wet pussy lips. Edna gave a groan of surprised 
excitement as the older woman suddenly plunged a rigid finger into her 
fuck-hole. 

Edna lifted herself, arching her back in answer to the wave of liquid 
pleasure that was washing through her nerves. The panting young woman hung 
there for a long moment, paralyzed by the beautiful sensations of complete 
sexual arousal that the older woman's finger brought her as she moved it in 
ever-widening circles, stretching the cuntal opening wider and wider until 
she was able to wedge a second finger up into the smoldering fuck-hole. 

Edna finally dropped back onto the mattress and squirmed uncontrollably. The 
wet mouth on her tit and the fingers in her cunt were going to make her 
come! It wouldn't take long now, she knew. 

Georgia pulled her mouth off the younger woman's tit and found her lips. She 
pressed her mouth against Edna's lips and darted her serpent-like tongue 
straight into the brunette's mouth while continuing to fuck her fingers 
vigorously in and out of Edna's seething pussy. 

Edna began to twist and turn more violently with the raging sensations 
gyrating her nerves. She had never been so turned on in her life! 

Then, Georgia pulled back, her mouth hovering just above Edna's, so close 
that Edna could feel the blonde's panting breath. 

"You're something special, honey," Georgia purred. "Such a sweet little 
package. I'm going to show you what it's like with another woman. You're 
going to see how good it can be with a lover who knows what you need and how 
to do it!" 

Georgia ducked her head and planted a wet kiss on Edna's neck. Then she 
continued downward, stopping momentarily over Edna's huge tits before 
traveling on toward the brunette's flat belly. 

Edna felt another streak of panic mingle with the ecstasy shooting through 
her. There was no doubt what Georgia was about to do, and Edna's instant 
worry was that she would like it too much. 

Oh God, I don't want to turn into a dyke, she thought while her body yielded 
to the delicious, feathery kisses and tongue-strokes reaching toward her 
juicy pussy. After this, would a man ever be able to thrill me? Will this 
ruin me? Her mind formed the questions, but it didn't stop the wonderful 
sensations from intensifying. 

A terrible weakness seemed to smother Edna as the older woman's kisses 
pelted her bellybutton. She swooned as she felt Georgia's hot breath on her 
shivering pussy. Then, with a cruel tease, the older woman deftly skipped 
over Edna's cunt and kissed along the satiny insides of her thighs. 
Instinctively, Edna opened her thighs wider, enough for Georgia to get her 
blonde head between them. 

Edna lay there on her back, helplessly surrendering to the delights the 
older woman was giving, and just as excited by the sensual sight of 
Georgia's head wedged between her spread thighs. 

She shrieked out in utter joy at the first touch of Georgia's tongue over 
the partly open moist outer lips of her cunt. The shriek became a guttural 
scream of ecstasy as the older woman's tongue slashed from Edna's asshole 
all the way forward to the throbbing clit standing stiffly near the top of 
her hairy cunt slit. Georgia's tongue touched the sensitive clit, then 
lapped at it with soft slaps. She closed her lips around the spasming little 
bud and massaged it with tender sucks as Edna bellowed out in pure lust. 

Georgia finally moved her tongue down the insides of Edna's spreading, 
pink-lined pussylips and darted it in and out of her cunt hole. The older 
woman plunged her tongue several times into Edna's convulsing fuck-hole, 
then returned her concentration to the younger woman's clit and upper 
pussylips, lapping and washing them with her saliva. 

Edna was panting, moaning, twitching her ass around on the mattress, hanging 
onto the back of Georgia's head with both hands, pressing the blonde's face 
harder against her burning cunt. Ecstasy flooded her senses as she started 
coming with a terrific force. Her cuntal juices gurgled out of the depths of 
her cunt canal and wet the blonde's face. "Ooohhh, God, I'm coming! I'm 
coming so hard!" Edna cried out in wild abandon, thrilling to the way the 
blonde was expertly eating her pussy. "Goddamn, I'm going to faint!" 

She was thrusting her pussy up against the blonde's mouth and her legs 
quivered and chills ran along her spine as a volcano erupted inside her. 

Her twitching pussy shuddered in unending spasms as one orgasm ended just as 
another began. Her cunt juice flowed like pent-up water bursting through a 
damn and her nerve-endings seemed to smolder as desire flamed throughout her 
body. 

With a supreme effort, Edna mustered every ounce of strength inside her 
quaking body and pushed the blonde's head from between her thighs. Then she 
lay back, gasping for breath, feeling the frightening, delightful echoes of 
her orgasms finally fading over her senses. It was impossible for her to 
even think until her violent, joyous climaxes ended. 

"Feel better, honey?" Georgia asked softly as she moved up and kissed Edna's 
mouth, the cream from Edna's pussy still on her lush lips. "Was it as sweet 
for you as it tasted for me? Tell me, honey. Tell me how much you loved it." 

Edna was too weak to answer. Her mind was in turmoil even as her body 
tingled in the pleasant afterglow of released lust. But there was no doubt 
that she had loved it. Her mind swirled as she gazed at the blonde's conical 
tits that hung directly above her face, inviting and beautiful. For Edna, 
all of this was as confusing as it was exciting. Never before had she been 
so turned on by another woman's naked body. 

I guess I'm really queer, she told herself with a sigh of acceptance. 

Her pussy still smoldered from the tonguing the blonde had performed. The 
multiple orgasms were still a sweet memory to her nerves, and her clit was 
still throbbing. 

What would Clint think if he saw her now? Oh, God! The question branded her 
brain and chilled her guts. She could only imagine his horror if he happened 
to walk in and see her stretched naked across the bed and another naked 
woman hovering, perhaps ready to eat more pussy. There could be, she knew, 
no explanation except the truth. And what truth would she offer? She wasn't 
sure. Edna only knew that the older woman had unleashed a pent-up sexual 
hunger, and that the glorious sensations had been a fabulous reward. 

Georgia interrupted her dreamy trance by ducking down and kissing Edna's 
mouth again. 

The blonde's big tits brushed against the brunette's chest, and Edna felt a 
sudden searing pleasure. 

Instinctively, Edna wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck and pulled the 
older woman down on top of her. She returned Georgia's sensuous kiss by 
darting her stiffened tongue into Georgia's mouth. She thrilled as she 
tasted her own cunt juice. 

The thoughts of doubt and worry evaporated as renewed thoughts of lust and 
need overwhelmed her. Edna ran her hands over the blonde's back, feeling the 
satiny flesh. Her hands curved over the swell of the older woman's hips and 
ass, and Edna loved the responsive purr and shiver from the blonde. 

Their tongues tangled as their passion mounted. Their hands roamed freely, 
exploring and caressing. And Edna let her troubling doubts and guilts give 
way to the raw pleasure swelling inside her. Her pussy convulsed. Her clit 
twitched. Her tits throbbed. And the intense heat of her desire flamed. 

For the moment, only her hungry fuck-lust preoccupied her. Nothing else 
mattered. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Edna tongue-fucked Georgia's mouth for long seconds as the blonde started 
squirming and groaning on top of her. Finally, the blonde pulled her mouth 
away from Edna's darting tongue and moved up. 

Georgia's big tits were again dangling above the brunette's face. Edna gazed 
up at them, mesmerized by the luscious view. She felt a now familiar warmth 
spring through her body. Just the alluring sight of the blonde's shapely 
tits was beginning to excite her, and she had to give in to the sudden 
impulse to suck them into her mouth. 

Georgia eagerly accommodated the young woman by dragging her nipples over 
Edna's open mouth. She rubbed the nipples across Edna's lips, teasing her 
with them while moaning soft, whimpering sighs. Then, at last, the blonde 
fed one of her tits to the younger woman. 

Edna snatched the stiff nipple with her teeth, making the blonde squeal. She 
chewed firmly on Georgia's tit, taking more and more of it inside, her hot 
mouth. 

The blonde went wild. She wiggled and squirmed while panting with the sounds 
of pleasure as Edna's mouth churned on the captured tit. Then Edna switched 
to Georgia's other tit and repeated her hungry sucking and tonguing. 

As the blonde's cries of joy intensified, she abruptly pulled herself up 
farther, freeing her tit from the brunette's sucking lips. Before Edna could 
comprehend what was happening, the blonde had straddled her face and 
positioned her pussy just above Edna's mouth. 

Edna choked back a surprised gasp as she stared up at the slick pussy 
hovering above her face. Worry stabbed her mind again with flashes of guilt. 
There was no turning back now, she realized. She was getting into heavy 
lesbo stuff. And she already knew she was going to love it. 

The warmth of the blonde's inner thighs against Edna's cheeks seemed to calm 
the brunette's panic. She blinked at the close-up view of the blonde's cunt. 
She had never so closely examined another woman's cunt, and the size of 
Georgia's pussy amazed her. Her pussy was slippery wet and -rimmed with 
thick, coarse blonde hair. She was clean and her cunt smelled fresh, the 
fragrance strangely provocative. 

A strong wave of eager excitement raced through Edna. Her timidity was 
quickly evaporating, and she began to moan softly as she saw Georgia's pussy 
coming closer and closer. Edna thrilled as she witnessed the older woman's 
pussylips stretching wide. 

Slowly, Edna raised her head to meet the descending cunt, pursing her lips 
and pressing them into the warm wet bog to kiss the heart of the blonde's 
pussy. The sweetness of the unique flavoring, blending with the intimate 
musk, presented a scent and a taste that was intoxicating. Edna closed her 
eyes and just let her senses drift away. The damp blonde hair of Georgia's 
cunt tickled Edna's lips as she darted her tongue straight into the older 
woman's juicy fuck-hole. The delicate pussy folds parted easily, providing 
the invading tongue easy passage into the simmering depths. Cuntal folds 
parted for Edna's driving, slithering tongue as she greedily lapped the 
clinging juices and slurped them down. 

Georgia's muffled, guttural moans from above spurred Edna on as she fucked 
her tongue deeper and deeper into the syrupy cunt slit. Edna heard the 
blonde yelp with pleasure as her slick-glazed clit nudged against her nose, 
sparking more passion. 

Edna drank in the sweet pussy nectar and boldly fucked her tongue as far as 
possible into Georgia's cunt. She felt the blonde's fingers tighten on her 
scalp as Georgia began humping gently against her face. 

Sensations swept over Edna as she found herself practically drowning under 
the pressing womanly blanket. But she didn't waste time trying to figure out 
the strangely erotic sensations she was experiencing. She was too busy 
tonguefucking the blonde-haired pussy and drinking the luscious, tangy cunt 
juices. 

"Aaahhh, yyeeaahhh!" Georgie groaned with a harsh whisper. "Yyyeesss, you're 
learning fast, honey! You eat cunt like a pro!" 

It was difficult for Edna to hear the blonde's praise, since the older 
woman's thighs were tightly clamped around her ears. But it didn't matter. 
Edna was consumed with the job of kissing and sucking Georgia's throbbing, 
thoroughly inundated cunt. She nibbled and licked and fucked her tongue in 
and out of the woman's soupy pussy, eager to return all the pleasure the 
older woman had given to her. 

She didn't even notice when the older woman slowly started turning around 
until she discovered that her nose was somehow now probing the dark regions 
of Georgia's asshole. 

She tried to gasp, but the blonde's pussy remained plastered against her 
mouth, muting any sound. Edna reached up and gripped Georgia's firm, round 
asscheeks in a vain attempt to lift the blonde off her face. She succeeded 
only in spreading apart Georgia's asscheeks, further exposing her asshole. 

At that moment, Georgia leaned forward, stretching herself across Edna's 
tits and stomach until her face was inching down onto the brunette's cunt. 
Propelled by perverse instinct, Edna used this opportunity to boldly fuck 
her tongue into the offered shitter. 

Georgia gave a husky squeal of pure passion as she buried her face into 
Edna's cunt and lashed her tongue through the curly black hairs covering the 
younger woman's pussylips. Fresh horrors tried to streak through Edna's 
mind. But she quickly shut them out as she fucked her tongue in and out of 
the blonde's tight asshole. 

Georgia's lusty squeals grew into throaty cries as a stream of her sweet 
pussy nectar dripped from her quivering cuntlips and splashed onto Edna's 
chin. She pried apart the younger woman's hairy pussylips with shaking 
fingertips and snaked her hungry tongue hard into the seething, pink folds 
of Edna's cunt. 

The tart taste of Georgia's ass seemed to drive Edna into a frenzy of 
tongue-fucking as she slammed her tongue in and out of the woman's asshole. 

She felt the fluid of Georgia's orgasms suddenly coating her face, but still 
she drove her tongue in and out of the blonde's shitter. Georgia's expert 
tongue was performing magical wonders on Edna's cunt, and she wasn't eager 
for the older woman to stop. A new fear gripped Edna as her senses jangled 
with vibrating ecstasy. She worried that if she stopped tonguefucking the 
blonde's ass, Georgia might stop the marvelous licking and sucking she was 
doing to Edna's cunt. 

Edna let out a scream of pleasure that got lost against the blonde's shapely 
asscheeks just as Georgia's tongue-tip flicked over Edna's quivering clit. 
The hard little pearl tingled with delight against the attack of Georgia's 
tongue, and Edna could no longer suppress her continual cries of joy. She 
fought to maintain the stroking motions of her tongue in and out of 
Georgia's asshole, but it soon became an impossible task. The sensations 
flooding her own senses made such concentration unthinkable as she swooned. 

She was on the verge of another fierce orgasm and responded by humping her 
pelvis up wildly, thrusting her quaking pussy hard into the blonde's face. 
Georgia reacted by fucking her stiffened tongue even harder into Edna's 
fluid drenched pussy and bouncing her ass lightly up and down on the 
brunette's face. 

Both women cried out with squeals of lusty glee as their cunts convulsed in 
trembling climaxes. 

Eventually, Georgia slumped atop Edna and toppled off, gasping for breath 
inside the younger woman. Edna continued to groan passionately, savoring the 
delicious rewards of yet another gratifying orgasm. 

"Mmmm, you are one horny little bitch," Georgia whispered between chuckles 
as she reached out and lazily scratched fingernails over Edna's jutting 
tits. "Feel better?" 

Edna nodded and flashed a weak grin. "Now I'm worried that I'm queer," she 
admitted. "I enjoyed everything so much, Georgia. I just can't believe I'll 
ever be normal again. You know, that I'll enjoy a man's cock and all." 

Georgia threw back her head and laughed. "Afraid I've turned you into a 
raving lesbo? Is that it?" 

"Well, it's bugging me," Edna said. "Is that crazy?" 

"Totally nuts, honey," the older woman said soothingly. "You've got nothing 
to worry about. Believe me. I'll even prove it to you." 

Before Edna could speak, her neighbor was reaching for the bedside phone. 

"What are you doing?" Edna whispered, feeling a fresh surge of panic. 

"Take it easy," Georgia said with a wink and a smirk. "I'm betting a hard 
cock will still thrill you." 

Georgia reached over and gently tweaked one of Edna's nipples as she cradled 
the receiver in her free hand. 

"Davey?" she said suddenly into the phone. "Come next door, darling. Mother 
has a little treat for you. Mrs. Dryer would like to get better acquainted 
with you." 

Shock gripped Edna. Her mouth gaped and her eyes widened. Surely Georgia was 
playing some wild joke. Surely she wasn't summoning her teenaged son for 
stud duty. Surely not! 

Edna forced herself to recover and tried to appear casual. At the same time, 
she sensed this wasn't a joke or a wild fantasy. Georgia was acting too 
calm, and the smug smile on the blonde's face seemed to bear that out. 
Additionally, Edna couldn't ignore the tingling pulse quickening inside her 
pussy. She wasn't ready to fully admit it even to herself, but she had eyed 
the boy more than once, especially lately, with more than casual notice. 

He was a good-looking boy at that special age teetering between childhood 
innocence and virile manhood. 

Edna rationalized that the boy's own mother was arranging the sexy meeting, 
and that would free her from guilt or responsibility. The more Edna thought 
about the lewd scheme, the more excited she became. Suddenly, the prospect 
of having fun with a hard, teenaged cock warmed her pussy. The notion was 
making her instantly horny. 

The blonde snuggled against Edna, embracing her. She nibbled at Edna's tits, 
pecking at her nipples with lips and teeth. 

"You'll soon be convinced that a little girl play won't make you a lesbo," 
Georgia murmured around the morsels of tit flesh. 

The doorbell sounded like an alarm, but Georgia calmed the brunette with a 
smile and a gentle pat. The blonde whispered that she would answer the door 
and escort her son to the bedroom. 

Edna lay passively with closed eyes, consumed by the pulsing anticipation 
spreading through her. This wanton activity facing her jangled her nerves 
and left her somewhere between exhaustion and limp surrender. 

She heard muffled footsteps approach on the carpet, but kept her eyes shut. 
With her nakedness on raunchy view, the sexy brunette seemed trapped between 
embarrassment and seductive power. She almost felt hot eyes raking over her 
luscious body. A tiny groan escaped her throat as she heard the unmistakable 
sound of a pants fly unzipping. 

The bed swayed and Edna felt Georgia's warm, naked presence. Edna turned her 
head and blinked open her eyes at last, careful to avoid looking in the 
direction of the boy. She glimpsed the blonde's smiling face, instead. 

"I have a handsome son, don't you think?" the blonde whispered, coaxing Edna 
to view the teenager stripping at the foot of the bed. 

Edna tentatively followed the blonde's gaze. Suddenly her heart leaped, 
matching the instant twitches inside her cunt. Before her was a well built 
young stud with curly brown hair, broad shoulders, a muscle-ridged belly and 
a thick, pulsing prick throbbing out from a gnarled thatch of wispy brown 
cock hair. 

"Hello, Mrs. Waters," the boy said, a sly grin spreading his lips. "Like 
what you see?" 

She nodded with wide eyes as she watched the boy stroke his prick. He 
crawled onto the bed and knee-walked toward Edna while aiming his cockhead 
right at her. Georgia chuckled and reached over to fondle the brunette's 
tits. 

"I bet you aren't feeling much like a lez now," Georgia snickered. "My Davey 
seems to be bringing the color back to your cheeks." 

Edna didn't have time to respond. The boy was already thrusting his cockhead 
against her mouth, and the brunette had little alternative but to 
accommodate him. 

She flicked her tongue out over his pisser and tasted him. She shivered with 
delight and started lapping at his fuck-knob with her tongue. She lathered 
the smooth cockhead with her spit and reached out to cup his meaty balls. 
She squeezed tenderly, then bounced his balls delicately off her palms just 
as she opened her mouth wide and sucked his entire fuck-knob into her hot 
mouth. 

"Hey, you're having all the fun, Davey," his mother said. "Let her turn over 
and eat my pussy. She gives terrific head." 

The teenager's eyes widened with excitement as he pulled back. 

Meanwhile, Edna was dazed by the rapid turn of events. Things were happening 
so fast, and she was being bombarded by sensations like never before. She 
found herself being passed between mother and son for lewd purposes, but she 
didn't mind. She had never been so aroused. 

"Don't worry, honey," Georgia said to Edna with a patient smile as she 
guided the brunette's face down to her pussy. "Davey will take care of you 
while you're taking care of me." 

Edna rolled over and rested on her knees and elbows. The blonde sat up on 
the bed, bracing her head and shoulders against the headboard and spreading 
her legs. Quickly, eagerly, Edna lowered her face to the blonde's cunt muff 
and began kissing and licking her pussy. 

Edna became so intent on her pussy-eating that she was only vaguely aware of 
Davey caressing her hips and upturned ass. It wasn't until she felt her 
asscheeks being spread that she realized the horny teenager wasn't going to 
be an idle spectator to the wanton action happening between the two women. 

Suddenly, Edna shivered and gasped in surprise. The boy's hot breath bathed 
her bare ass. Then she had to squeal as his tongue lapped at her pussy from 
behind. Instantly, his tongue swiped upward through her ass crack, sending 
tremors of pure sensation up and down her spine. Instinctively, Edna tried 
to pull her face away from Georgia's pussy, but the blonde quickly clamped 
her thighs together, pinning the brunette in place. At the same time, Davey 
kept her in position with his strong hands holding her ass up in the air. 

Edna shuddered and jolted involuntarily just as the shocking sensations 
gripped her. The boy's tongue sliced through her ass crease once again, but 
this time he lingered at her asshole. He concentrated his tonguing on the 
hard, taut bump of her asshole, and Edna bucked back and forth in a frenzy, 
her squeals muffled by Georgia's soupy cunt. 

The unique thrill coupled with the very lewdness of his action caused Edna 
to shriek as wild shudders jarred her senses. And still the boy's tongue 
impaled her asshole deeper than she imagined possible. She felt the dribble 
of his warm saliva inside her ass along with the incredible ecstasy of his 
tongue penetrating her tight, buttery shit chute. 

Then, as suddenly as the action had begun, it stopped. Dazed, confused and 
bewildered, Edna stopped tongue-fucking Georgia's pussy. 

She was still wondering what to expect next when she felt the boy's cockhead 
pushed against her puckered asshole. 

Her instinctive scream was choked off by Georgia's pussy, and Edna could do 
nothing to escape the plunging prick that was now slicing into her snug 
shitter. 

She let out another scream, which died abruptly against Georgia's cuntlips, 
and she tried to pull away from the boy's driving cock. She succeeded only 
in pushing her face harder into Georgia's cunt. Besides, it was far too late 
to struggle. Davey's hard prick was sinking deeper and deeper into her tight 
asshole. 

At least the boy wasn't oversized, she told herself, finally making herself 
relax. She fought to adjust to having a cock in her ass, then made one last 
futile attempt to free herself by shaking her ass violently. It did no good. 

Edna went limp when the teenager began to pump against her, fucking faster 
and faster even as Georgia bucked her pelvis, banging her pussy into Edna's 
face. Scorching pain melted into a trembling pleasure, and her senses seemed 
to be playing a cruel trick on her as the invasion of her shitter became a 
delight. 

With her painful grunts turning into groans of joy, she started tonguing the 
blonde's pussy more feverishly. Within seconds, she tasted the fresh flow of 
Georgia's slick juices and experienced the vibrations of the other woman's 
orgasm. She kept sucking and chewing, poking at the blonde's fuck-hole with 
her tongue until the older woman howled and went limp. 

Just as quickly, Edna became aware of a blinding, building pressure in her 
own pussy. Finally, at the very height of her rapture, her brain seethed and 
her body lurched and every nerve in her body trembled and shuddered. 

It was at that moment that Davey blasted his hot cum-load into her shitter, 
flooding her ass guts, his jism flowing out of her asshole at both sides of 
his fucking prick to drip down the insides of her spread thighs. 

So violent was the explosion of his cum inside her asshole that it triggered 
her own eruption inside her pussy. Hot cunt cream gushed from her pussy and 
she squealed as the sensations rocked her. 

Edna lost all sense of time and reality. Her body and mind were numbed from 
the pleasant exhaustion. But finally she blinked her eyes open and rolled 
over onto her back. 

It was then that she spotted the leering teenager holding his hard cock in 
both hands, stroking up and down the vein-ribbed cockshaft. 

"Ain't he something?" Georgia said with a lewd giggle. "He practices on me 
all the time." 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

A day later, Edna was still shocked by Georgia's statement concerning her 
and her son. At least, Edna told herself, she was still capable of being 
shocked. After the marathon lesbo activity Georgia had introduced her to the 
day before, she was almost glad some things sexual still floored her. 

Georgia and her own son, Edna kept saying to herself incredulously. 
Eventually, the shock wore thin and was replaced by a stirring, forbidden 
arousal. There was something so lewd and wanton about incest that Edna 
couldn't get it out of her mind. She kept picturing what must go on next 
door, fantasizing about it, and her imagination carried her lust to 
startling levels. She imagined herself being subjected to all sorts of wild 
things, and the horny young brunette felt her pussy convulse. 

As she lay in bed with the morning sunshine streaming in through the lacy 
curtains, she snuggled beneath the covers and decided to meet any guilt 
feelings head-on. She contemplated the notion that she might be a closet 
lesbo in addition to being the third point in a strange incestuous triangle. 
But her attention to such serious, troubling matters soon gave way to a 
mental review of the lewd events of yesterday. She relived the hot moments 
in great detail and discovered that the vivid memories were steaming her up. 

Almost without thinking, she slipped her fingers down to her juicy cuntlips 
and started stroking her quivering clit. Her mind filled with images of 
Davey and his young, hard cock. She started squirming her ass against the 
mattress. An involuntary shudder quaked through her crotch as she recalled 
the way the boy had hungrily tongued her asshole before fucking his prick 
into it. 

Abruptly, she stopped herself and jerked her hands away from her hot pussy. 

This is crazy, she told herself. Every opening of my body is sore as hell, 
and here I am fingerfucking myself again! Shit, I'm no lesbo! I'm a fucking 
nympho! 

She threw back the bedcovers and jumped out of bed. She dressed in tight 
white shorts and a snug-fitting blue cotton pullover that showed off her 
huge, shapely tits. 

She made herself get busy with housecleaning chores just to take her mind 
off the sexy thoughts and the maddening pulsations throbbing through her 
pussy. 

It was almost noon before she ran out of excuses to do what she had really 
been planning since awakening. She strolled out of the house and pretended 
to study the flower beds lining the front walk while actually glancing next 
door. Georgia's car wasn't in the driveway, and a surge of excitement zipped 
through the young brunette. 

With her heart hammering, she hurried across the lawn before she could 
change her mind. She rang the bell next door and waited impatiently, 
nervously. 

The boy probably isn't even home, she thought as she rang the bell again. 

She started to back off the porch when she heard footsteps approaching the 
door from inside. Her pulse pounded at an alarming rate as the door suddenly 
opened and the teenager stood there squinting at her with a slow, leering 
smile. Immediately, her mind replayed the image of that same smile yesterday 
when he leisurely jacked himself off on her bed. 

"Hello, Davey," she said softly, mad at herself for the hot blush that 
instantly colored her cheeks. "Is your mother home?" 

The boy's eyes locked on her jutting tits. He shook his head absently. 

"Nope. She had to work today," he said in a surprisingly husky voice. 

Edna felt a tightening in the pit of her stomach as excitement raced through 
her. 

"Well, I really came to see you, Davey. Do you mind coming over to my house 
for a few minutes? I need a strong man to help me with a leaky pipe." She 
braved a sky smile, anxious to see if the boy could read her motive. 

Davey blinked, but kept his eyes on her tits. His grin broadened, and Edna 
thrilled with confidence as she detected the hint of a blush now coloring 
his face. 

"Come on," she said boldly, growing assertive in response to his blush. She 
reached out and took his hand. "You won't be sorry." 

The boy shrugged as his grin broke into a toothy smile. "Sure," he said, 
closing the front door behind him. "I'm real good at fixin' plumbing 
problems." 

Edna walked over to her house and the boy followed. They went directly to 
the bedroom without pretense, which suited Edna just fine. At least the boy 
had some snap to him, she told herself as she began to strip. Modestly, she 
kept her back to him until she was naked and managed to slip beneath the 
bedcovers. 

"Now, it's your turn, Davey," she whispered, flashing her own leering grin. 
"Undress for me." 

He was a cute kid with boyish freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and 
suntanned cheeks. His pale-blue eyes were alert and quick, a typically 
youthful trait which Edna found endearing. When she studied his facial 
features, she was reminded of his youth and, fearing a creeping chill of 
guilt, she hastily concentrated on his more manly features. Her scheme 
worked, and soon any guilt traces evaporated as his half-hard cock came into 
view. 

Spasms tickled the innermost regions of her wet cunt as she gazed at the 
amazing sight of the boy's cock leaping into proud erection. His hard-on was 
springing like an inflating balloon, jutting from his wispy-fuzzed crotch. A 
soft groan escaped her lips as the boy stepped toward the bed, his cock 
standing straight out as if leading him to her. 

She had the immediate urge to suck his cute cock, press her ripe lips around 
the impressively thick root and swirl her tongue up and down the velvety 
fuck-stalk. His boldness and surly confidence, however, needled her as he 
aggressively straddled her waist and aimed his prick between the twin mounds 
of her sheet-covered tits. 

She shuddered and felt the warmth of his crotch sear through the bedcovers 
as she reached to gently brush her fingertips over his swollen cockhead. She 
thrilled as his prick leaped under her delicate touch. 

"Play with my balls, too," he said in a firm voice as he squeezed her tits 
through the covers. 

She cupped his balls in her left hand while fluttering the fingertips of her 
right hand over his shiny prick-knob. 

"You seem very experienced for a boy your age," Edna said, hoping to project 
a worldly tone of her own. "Do you have lots of girlfriends?" 

He shrugged and peeled the bedcovers back, exposing her ripe, full tits. "A 
few," he said casually. "Of course, I get all the pussy I want from my old 
lady. She ain't a bad piece for such an old broad." 

Edna gasped, then chuckled. "Your mother isn't exactly ancient, you know," 
she purred, scooting her fingertips all the way down to the base of his 
cock. 

The teenager sighed. "Why don't you stop stalling, Mrs. Waters, and give 
yourself a taste of my cock?" He shoved his prick up toward her face as he 
dragged his crotch across her stomach and chest, resting his balls between 
her tits. "I love it when my old lady slobbers all over my prick." 

Edna hid her shock and tried to present a cool attitude. She decided to 
re-establish herself as the one in control, just like she had planned it. 

"Why don't you stop calling me Mrs. Waters?" she said with a smirk. 

The boy cracked a wide grin. "Sure, Edna," he said calmly, jabbing his 
fuck-knob closer to her mouth. "Now let's see how good a cocksucker you 
are." 

She squeezed his balls sharply, keeping the smirk in place on her face. "I 
do my best cocksucking when my pussy is getting licked. Can you handle 
that?" 

"I think you know what my tongue can do," he said smugly. 

She giggled and nodded. There was no doubt about that, she mused, enjoying 
the fond memories of his active tongue fucking in and out of her asshole 
yesterday. 

Quickly, the teenager flopped over on his back beside her, his head facing 
her feet. He ran his hands over her creamy thighs, teasingly darting his 
fingertips through her bushy cunt patch as he brought his face closer and 
closer to the lovely target. 

Edna turned slightly on her side and delicately wrapped both hands around 
his balls and prick base. She sighed with pleasure as she probed his 
engorged cockhead with her tongue tip. She squealed softly when the boy's 
hot breath bathed her wet cunt and she felt his fingers spread apart her 
seething cuntlips. Sensations propelled her into action as she suddenly 
ducked forward and engulfed half of his prick inside her mouth while 
swinging her right leg over the boy's shoulders, giving him easier access to 
her quivering clit and convulsing cunt. 

Slowly, she ran her tongue upward along the underside of his rampant prick 
while continuing to keep her lips pressed tightly around his throbbing 
fuck-meat. Her mouth filled with the heat radiating off his cock, and she 
loved the way the boy twitched and jerked in response to her tonguing and 
sucking manipulations. Gradually, she eased the pressure of her lips and 
swallowed the entire length of his fucker. 

She swooned in ecstasy, enjoying the taste of his prick. She never allowed 
her tongue to rest as she lapped it over every inch of his sensitive cock 
flesh while gently milking his balls with her hands. 

A deeper groan of pure lust came from her mouth when the boy's tongue found 
her elongated clit perched near the top of her hairy, nectar-slick cunt 
slit. He proved amazingly gifted at toying with her tender clit as he 
flicked his tongue knowingly. Then he raked his teeth over the delicate 
pearl and Edna yelped in rapture before increasing the suction on his cock. 

She was panting, rattling his cock with vibrations when Davey slithered his 
stiffened tongue directly into her cunt hole. She heard the slurpy sounds he 
made as he fucked his tongue deeper into her soaked pussy, knifing into her 
syrupy pussy passage. Glorious ecstasy exploded throughout her senses as she 
instinctively rammed her pussy against his mouth to meet his invading 
tongue. She shrieked as she felt her cunt cream gush through her cunt 
channel, splash over the boy's tongue and seep out onto her hairy cuntlips. 

Edna moved her head back and forth, increasing the speed as she slid her 
lips up and down his pulsating prick. She sucked harder and harder, 
determined to drain the boy-jizz out of him. The twitching and jerking of 
his limbs intensified, and she realized he was about to spill his hot 
cum-load down her throat. She braced herself for his eruption even as she 
squirmed her cunt in frantic circles against his mouth. 

Then he bellowed a cry of passion and his cock leaped inside her mouth, 
spurting his cum in thick waves. Edna clamped her lips around the base of 
his cum-shooting prick and fought to keep her mouth in place. 

She sucked his cock, frantic to swallow the huge cum-load without choking or 
spilling much of his precious jism. She had to resist the urge to vent her 
own pleasure as she gulped down his pulpy jism. Meanwhile, he was truly 
driving her wild, fucking his tongue in and out of her pussy. 

Sensations coated her senses, spinning her mind as ecstasy flooded her 
being. Her pussy convulsed and heaved, the spasms jarring her bones. 

Finally, the boy's stream of jizz slowed to a weak trickle and his raging 
prick began to soften. Still she kept her lips planted around the base of 
his shrinking cock, sucking just as vigorously as before, making sure to 
totally drain his jizz. Through it all, Davey worked his tongue without 
interruption, spearing her spasming cunt and sending Edna into a series of 
involuntary gyrations that threatened to dislodge his mouth from her pussy. 

Eventually, the boy's cock became limp and she allowed it to slip from her 
mouth. Then, she fell back on the mattress, spread her satiny thighs wide 
and interlaced her fingers on the back of the boy's head. She pressed his 
face harder against her wet pussy. She panted and cried out passionately as 
she felt his tongue pierce her slippery pussy pulp and knife in and out of 
her spasming fuck-hole. 

She arched her back and hips and planted her feet flat on the mattress for 
support. She grunted through her squeals as she rubbed and slammed her pussy 
into his face. 

Her orgasm was fantastic. Her entire pussy was engulfed in a shuddering orgy 
as it convulsed and churned around the boy's fuck-stroking tongue. 

Davey suddenly sat up, breaking her hold and freeing his face from her 
gushing pussy. Edna groaned in dismay and disappointment. But before her 
fuzzy mind had a chance to clear, her eyes focused on the boy just as he 
positioned himself on his knees between her spread thighs and aimed his 
once-again hard cock at her puffy cunt lips. In the next instant he rammed 
his spongy fuck-knob into her glistening pussy folds. 

She didn't have time to marvel at the boy's recuperative powers. All she 
could do was enjoy the fruits of his youthful stamina and savor the 
immediate resumption of the delightful shuddering in the depths of her cunt. 
The sensations quickly spread out to every inch of her body as his rampaging 
prick fucked to the hilt into her pussy. The second his cockhead hit bottom, 
he jerked it back out with a strong flick of his hips and pelvis, only to 
slam his steely-hard prick back inside her cunt again and again. 

His fucking strokes mounted into a rapid pace quickly as she flapped her 
legs helplessly open and shut against his body. Her groans soon became loud 
guttural screams as his stroking cock scorched her tender, quivering 
cuntlips and filled her shuddering pussy passage. A tremendous friction 
scalded her entire fuck-hole. 

"Ooohhh, God!" she yelled as she gripped hunks of the bedspread in her 
fists. She couldn't muster the energy to hump her ass and meet the vicious 
thrusts of his pounding prick. She just lay there accepting the terrific 
hammering of his cock as the sensations stretched her nerves and senses to 
the breaking point. "I can't stand it any longer! Fuck! Oh, I can't stop 
coming!" 

Her boiling pussy nectar gushed in an endless river from the churning depths 
of her pussy channel and sloshed over his cock as her cries of joy dampened 
into whimpers of spent ecstasy. Still, the virile youngster fucked her with 
his cock, banging her hungry cunt without a hint of slowing the tremendous 
pace. She had given up trying to count her orgasms as they rumbled on top of 
each other, blending into a single, unending gigantic come. 

His wild fucking continued until he grunted, tensed and she guessed he was 
about to blast his jism into her cunt. She watched as he pulled back, 
resting briefly on his haunches. Then he took a big breath and fucked his 
prick back into her pussy to the balls. At that precise moment, his cock 
leaped and his cum erupted, gushing from his pisser and flooding her 
fuck-hole. 

He filled her pussy quickly, so much so that soon his milky jizz was 
trickling out of her cunt to run in rivulets down to the sheet. She went 
entirely limp, sprawled beneath him, her breath heaving her chest and tits 
as her pussy gobbled more of his rich, young cum than it could hold.... 

Minutes later, he eased down and lay beside her. They clasped their arms 
around each other, and Edna let herself drift toward a satisfying sleep. She 
slipped her right hand down to gently cover his soft cock. She welcomed the 
rest and smiled, feeling secure and too tired to be bothered by guilt of any 
kind. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

At first, she thought the sweet tingling in her tits was part of the lusty 
dream she had been enjoying. But the pleasant sensations persisted until her 
tits throbbed with such a fiery passion that Edna came awake, startled by 
the feelings too real to be a dream. 

When she blinked open her blue eyes, she discovered Davey busily sucking her 
tits. The youngster was eagerly going from one tit to the other, licking and 
sucking, gluttonously Stuffing huge mounds of tit flesh into his hot mouth. 

She groaned softly and squirmed while thrilling to the boy's provocative 
chewing and licking. She couldn't help experiencing a flash of envy toward 
Georgia. After all, her blonde neighbor apparently was treated to this kind 
of sexy action all the time by this horny teenaged stud. 

"You sure know how to wake up a lady," Edna said, closing her fingers around 
his hard, pulsating prick. "I can see why your mother loves having you 
around the house. Do you ever get tired of fucking?" 

He glanced up at her without taking his mouth away from her tit. He relaxed 
his lips and sneered. "You gotta be crazy," he said. I can't get enough 
pussy. Besides, big tits turn me on. You and my old lady have jugs that'd 
stop traffic. I can't decide which pair I like best." 

She grinned and squeezed his hard cock. "Just keep trying to decide, kid," 
she quipped. "I love the way you bite my nipples. It makes my pussy so wet 
and hot." 

"Yeah. My old lady likes that, too," he said. He slipped his fingers down to 
her pussy and ran his fingertips up and down her cunt slit. "You older 
chicks really get horny easy. I always figured my old lady did because she 
didn't get steady cock. But, hell, you're the same way, and you're married. 
Your old man queer?" 

The blunt question jarred Edna and she recovered with a chuckle. "No, my old 
man isn't queer," she said. "He's really a super guy and a great husband. I 
love him very much." She moved her hand off the boy's twitching prick and 
tried to turn away from him. 

"Hey, don't get pissed, Edna," he said, holding her firmly with a hand that 
dropped to her cuntlips. "I didn't mean to insult your old man. I was just 
curious." 

"That's nice when you call me by my first name," she said. "It sounds good 
coming from my lover. I like it." 

"In that case, Edna, why don't you show me how much you like it?" he said 
with a lewd smile as he pressed her head down, making no secret of what he 
wanted her to do. 

Edna didn't resist as she ran her tongue over his boyish chest, lingering 
long enough to tease his pointy little nipples with her teeth. She snaked 
her tongue downward over his belly as he groaned in happy anticipation. 

She rubbed her nose and cheeks over his hard, hot cock, delighting in the 
delicious feeling his satiny-skinned cockhead was giving her. She continued 
to nestle her face against his straining prick as she hunched on her knees 
between his spread legs, kicking the bedcovers off of them in the process. 

"Mmmmm!" she moaned as his ivory-like cock scorched the flawless flesh of 
her face while she nudged it with her nose and brow and chin and cheeks, 
rocking her head in swaying slow motions. "You're making me realize how much 
I love sucking cock." 

She stabbed her tongue into his fuzz-covered ball sac. She heard his throaty 
sigh of appreciation, and that encouraged her to part her lips and suck his 
balls into her wet mouth. She munched carefully on his balls, completely 
preoccupied with her work and devoid of guilt. She was totally carried away 
with the marvelous way his young balls popped freely around inside her 
mouth. It was as if Edna were gobbling up his very virility and vitality, 
feasting on a sensual fountain of youth. 

Her senses sparkled, shudders racking the depths of her pussy. She felt the 
now-familiar sticky wetness glazing her cuntlips, plastering the curly black 
hairs of her cunt muff as her throbbing clit hardened and begged for 
attention. 

The boy apparently was eager for his engorged prick to receive some of her 
magic treatment. Edna heard him grunt a guttural order just before his hands 
gripped her shoulders. 

"Suck it!" he commanded with an urgency that both alarmed and excited her. 
"Lick and suck my cock like you did my balls. Yeah! Oh, yeah! Suck it, Edna! 
Suck it!" 

She planted her lips around the rim of his fuck-knob and allowed her warm 
spit to wash the shiny cockhead. After lathering up the super-sensitive 
surface, she flicked her tongue across the cocktip, dragging her tongue over 
his piss slit and making the boy yelp with pleasure. She groaned as she 
tasted the salty cream of his pre-cum that gathered just inside the piss 
slit. 

With an abruptness that startled her and momentarily choked her, the boy 
snapped his pelvis, thrusting his prick violently upward, fucking it all the 
way into her mouth. She gagged, then quickly adjusted her tongue, making it 
possible to feel the tip of his cockhead brush her throat. Instinctively, 
she sucked on the intruding prick even as his wispy crotch hair tickled her 
lips. 

He fucked his prick in and out of her mouth, pistoning the fuck-meat in a 
frenzy as she grabbed his balls in a desperate attempt to hang on during his 
violent humping. Her sucking motions intensified, keeping pace with his 
speeding fuck-strokes. And she swooned in ecstasy as his hot cock flesh 
seared her lips and filled her mouth with its devastating force and power. 

A sudden orgasm exploded in the pit of her fuck-hole, convulsing her pussy 
into spasms as she fought to tame the young, wild cock that ravished her 
mouth and throat. She tugged gently on his balls while churning her mouth 
around his plunging cock. She clamped her lips as tight as possible, making 
a snug pocket for his prick to penetrate and braced herself for this 
inevitable climax. 

His eruption came with a violent gush, pouring into her mouth in thick, hot 
waves. Edna gulped his cum frantically, slapping the underside of his cock 
with her tongue. His cries of pleasure drowned out her moans as she 
swallowed his hearty cum-load, enjoying the salty taste of his pulpy jism. 

Edna squirmed her ass up in the air as her knees rested between the boy's 
spread thighs, balancing her on the bed. Her throbbing tits and stinging, 
tingling nipples grazed against the mattress, stimulating her even more as 
she drank every drop of his rich boy-cum. 

So great was her rapture with swallowing the boy's cum-load and savoring the 
sensations electrifying her senses, that the resounding smack across her 
uplifted asscheeks caused her to freeze instantly. Cold fear contracted her 
guts. 

She had no chance to react before hearing the angry sound of her husband's 
voice. 

"Get out of that bed, you goddamn slut!" Clint thundered, driving his opened 
hand across her exposed ass again. "Move it, bitch! When I get finished with 
you, you'll have to gum the little bastard!" 

Edna scrambled off the bed, a terrified scream ripping from her throat as 
terror overtook her. She saw Davey's cock wilt just as the boy rolled off 
the bed and dashed naked out of the room and out of the house. 

"A fuckin' punk kid!" Clint raged, his fiery eyes blazing. 

Edna backed into a corner, whimpering'. 

"Jesus, what a low-life slut! You fuck around in my own bed with a damn kid! 
You can't even do it with another man!" 

"Clint! Stop, Clint!" she begged, holding her hands out to him. "Please, 
it's not like you think! Let me explain!" 

"Explain? That's a laugh!" he shouted. "I saw it, bitch! What's to fuckin' 
explain?" 

"Please, Clint!" she sobbed. Residue of the boy's cock cream still glazed 
her tongue, now sickening her as her fear turned her guts to icy slush. "I 
never wanted to hurt you! Believe me! I'm not interested in anyone else. I 
love you and always will. It's always just been you I love and want. But, 
dammit, Clint, you don't satisfy me! Oh God, please try to understand!" 

There was no misreading the murderous glint in his pale eyes, and she 
silently prayed that the truth, even if painful or degrading, would spare 
her harsh punishment. 

Her outburst did seem to knock Clint off balance. His forceful, deliberate 
steps wobbled and the blaze in his eyes seemed to cool slightly as he 
blinked at her with slow comprehension. 

Gathering encouragement from the obvious way in which her blunt words had 
struck home, Edna went on. 

"I do love you, Clint. That's why I've been torn by guilt all these weeks. 
But, hell, you've driven me to it! I've been so fucking frustrated and horny 
that I thought I was going crazy. I've finger-fucked myself to sleep more 
nights than I can remember. I've gotten up in the mornings with the same old 
dull ache in my cunt so often that I started believing it was natural. Damn 
you, if we look at this in the right perspective, I should be the one pissed 
off!" 

"Shut your face before you lose it, slut!" Clint snarled. "If all of this is 
true and you're not just a horny bitch on the prowl for young cock, then why 
didn't you mention something about it to me before now?" 

Edna gulped down the fear that had been blocking her throat. "I started to 
do just that so many times, Clint," she said slowly. She took another bold 
risk and stepped gingerly toward her husband. "I wanted to discuss it with 
you, but I never got the nerve. I didn't want to hurt you or embarrass you. 
Don't you see? Besides, at first I thought the whole thing was my problem. I 
thought I was doing something wrong. Then, Georgia helped convince me I 
wasn't wrong and...." 

"Georgia?" Clint shouted. "What the fuck does she have to do with you? 
You've been spreading this shit all over the neighborhood?" 

"Listen to me, Clint," she said soothingly, placing her hands on his 
shoulders. "Georgia is my best friend-and she has helped me with this 
problem." 

"Yeah, I just saw the fine way she's helping with your problem," Clint 
scoffed. "That was her kid you were sucking off. What do you think Georgia 
would do if I told her? Besides, what are you going to do if the kid tells 
her?" 

Edna braved a grin. "She won't be shocked." 

"Sure. Like hell!" 

Edna's smile broadened. "All right, Clint. You asked for this. Georgia, 
Davey and I were in a threesome yesterday. We fucked our brains out-and it 
was great!" 

Her heart pounded so loud that she had to assume Clint could hear it as she 
went ahead with her bold confession. She realized the risk she was taking, 
but she had decided that admitting everything and trying to explain it 
accurately was her best chance of escaping his fury and saving her marriage. 
She searched his face carefully to see hints of her gamble paying off or 
backfiring. Waiting for his reaction was proving to be the worst torture she 
had ever endured. 

His expression of shocked anger slowly transformed into a look of astonished 
dismay. "Are you saying that Georgia and her kid and you all rolled around 
together?" 

She nodded, literally holding her breath. Then, a strange defiance gripped 
her, making her speak the brutal truth. 

"To be exact, the boy fucked my ass while Georgia and I sixty-nined. It was 
great. I didn't think I'd ever stop coming." 

A weird gleam flashed in Clint's eyes as his mouth curved into a sneer. "How 
long have you been eating pussy on the side?" 

"Yesterday was the first time," she admitted, still desperate for any 
indication of his attitude and reaction to what she was hearing. "I was 
worried about liking it too much." She chuckled dryly. "I was afraid it 
would turn me into a lesbian. But now I know for sure that having another 
woman eat my cunt just makes me crave a huge cock that much more. And since 
you've got the biggest cock I've seen, I've decided that having you fuck me 
is the best thing in the world." 

His silence chilled her. Suddenly a coldness swept over his features, and 
Edna knew he wasn't buying her explanation. 

"You're priceless, Edna," he rasped. "I catch you sucking off some punk kid, 
and you tell me it's all because you want to work yourself up for me. Well, 
baby, I'm putting you right into the big leagues." 

"Clint, listen...." 

He shut off her words by grabbing her shoulders and pressing her down to her 
knees with vicious force. She gasped and trembled as she buckled under his 
rough handling. 

"What are you waiting for, bitch?" he snapped. "Get busy!" 

Kneeling submissively in front of him, her eyes leveled on his bulging 
crotch, she reached up and fumbled with his belt and pants fly. She tried to 
calm herself, but it was impossible. She had never seen such rage in Clint. 
His anger was bubbling on the surface, ready to explode, and she knew the 
full force of it would be devastating. 

Finally, without any help from him, she managed to open his slacks and jerk 
them down below his hips. She did the same thing with his shorts and found 
herself staring at his ten-inch cock, throbbing stiffly. 

Even now, in her terrified state, the sight of his mammoth cock and balls 
caused an involuntary shudder to rumble through her cunt and fan out over 
her whole body. Just gazing at his tremendous cock and balls never failed to 
excite her. 

His fingers tightened on her scalp and he yanked viciously on her hair, 
forcing her face hard against his swollen, bulbous cockhead. her lush lips 
contacted the velvety tip of his prick and she instinctively parted them 
enough to capture a portion of the massive cockhead in her mouth. She felt 
him shudder as she darted her tongue tentatively across his piss lit. At 
least she could still excite him, she told herself, hoping that would save 
her. 

Gradually, she worked her lips and tongue into a whirling frenzy, lathering 
the top half of his prick-knob with her hot spit. She opened her mouth to 
the limit and engulfed the huge cockknob, straining her jaws and risking 
suffocation as it filled her mouth. She lifted her hands to his meaty balls 
and kneaded them with milking manipulations as she churned her packed mouth 
around his throbbing prickhead. 

Then, to her horror, he tugged her head closer to him, ramming his rigid 
prick deeper into her crammed mouth. She gagged immediately, but forced 
herself to continue sucking on his prick. Again, he jerked her head hard 
toward his cock, and Edna choked. Still, Clint fucked his huge cock deeper 
and deeper, stuffing it into her throat. 

Edna panicked. She couldn't get air. Her lungs strained and felt on the 
verge of bursting. She felt like a fish flopping helplessly on an embedded 
hook. Her husband's enormous prick blistered her abused mouth and tongue and 
throat, and her frightened squeals were choked off. 

Then, just as she was sure she was going to pass out, he started fucking his 
prick in and out of her mouth. At least, this enabled her to snatch bits of 
air between his vicious fuck strokes. But the brutality of his face-raping 
actions made pain sizzle through her. Gagging and choking, she was helpless 
to stop the violent violation of her mouth. 

Clint seemed driven by his rage as he plowed his prick into his wife's 
mouth. He punished her mouth and throat with his mighty cock. Twisting and 
jerking her hair, holding her face upright to meet the full fury of his 
fuck-thrusts, he slammed his cock relentlessly into her mouth. 

A sudden explosion of his jism flooded her throat. 

Even before she had choked down huge blobs of his pulpy cum, he shoved her 
back, toppling her to the floor. He stepped over her and walked out of the 
room, stuffing his wet prick back inside his pants. 

Seconds later Edna heard the front door slam and his car roar out of the 
driveway. 

It was several more minutes before she could let herself cry without choking 
on her husband's thick cum clogging her throat. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

The next three days passed slowly and painfully for Edna. She didn't answer 
the phone and ignored the doorbell. She spent most of the time trying to 
sleep through constant nightmares or washing away the guilt and humiliation 
in the bathtub. She decided no one but her was to blame for what had 
happened to her marriage. She hadn't seen Clint since he had stormed from 
the house three days ago. 

Now she had to accept the responsibility for ruining her marriage to the one 
man she really loved. 

The bitter irony of everything didn't escape her. Edna had nobody to blame 
but herself. The man she loved was gone. Perhaps it wasn't permanent, but 
she couldn't stop living because of what had happened the other day. She 
decided she still had a life. She had to put her mistakes behind her and let 
the future take care of itself. 

She waited until she was sure Georgia was gone. Then she left the house, 
determined to treat herself to a shopping spree. She drove to a mall across 
town and lost herself in the quaint shops and stores for several hours. She 
enjoyed a leisurely lunch and, almost without realizing it, she began a body 
language flirtation with two businessmen sitting at the next table. 

It had began innocently and instinctively. But now, she knew she was 
carrying on a bolder flirtation, calculated to encourage the two men to make 
a play. As her game continued, the exhilarating danger of it sparked her 
excitement and she savored the tingling of her nipples as her subtle 
gestures became more assertive. 

She let her dress hike up on her shapely thighs and flashed alluring glances 
at the men. She shivered slightly in a mixture of fear and glee as she 
wantonly dared the two men to pick her up. 

Damn Clint, she told herself. He should see her now. The two men she had 
squirming in their chairs weren't inexperienced schoolboys. Clint should see 
that she was still woman enough to turn on grown, mature men. Then maybe he 
wouldn't be so quick to leave her. Maybe then he would appreciate what he 
had and what he had so casually left. 

Then a danger signal pierced her feminine game when the waiter appeared and 
told her the two men had paid for her meal. Her pulse quickened as she 
smiled her thanks to the two men. This has gone too far, she told herself as 
she modestly tugged her dress hem to her knee. It was all just a silly game. 
She gulped her drink and fished in her purse for a generous tip, deciding to 
make a fast exit. 

When she stood up, the booze she had consumed during the long lunch went 
straight to her head and she wobbled. Instantly, the two men were at her 
side and she felt strong hands on her arms. She smiled weakly and mumbled an 
apology. 

"Forget it, sweetheart," one of them said. He was short and chubby with 
sandy hair and patches of freckles dotting his fat cheeks and broad 
forehead. "We're always ready to help a lady in need. Right, Hank?" 

"Sure, Sam," the other man said, slowly rubbing his hand up and down Edna's 
spine. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered: "And I just bet you are 
one little lady who could use lots of help." 

Edna trembled as she blinked into the leering face of the second man. He had 
black hair neatly combed and plastered across his scalp, swooping down over 
his forehead. He was a good four inches taller than his friend, much more 
slender and quite hairy. 

"I'm fine now," Edna said, her weak smile fading as fear shook her. 

"Yeah, you'll be fine," the tall man said as they guided her out of the 
restaurant. "Sam and I will see to that." 

"We have a nice, quiet motel room all picked out for you," the stubby, 
sandy-haired man said. 

"Look, guys, fun is fun, but this has gone too far," she said with a 
high-pitched giggle. "My husband is waiting for me at Sears." 

"Lady, you are lots of laughs," the tall one named Hank said, winking at 
Sam. "Don't bullshit us. Why make this ugly?" 

She thought of screaming, but the menacing way in which the two men were 
holding her stopped the thought. Her mind still raced with schemes to free 
herself, but as they reached the parking lot, a sinking feeling settled in 
her stomach. Now all she could hope for was that the two men wouldn't be too 
rough with her. She made a brave effort to accept her fate, praying that a 
little afternoon sex was all they wanted. 

They drove a short distance to a motel in the industrial district of town. 
She waited in the car with Hank while Sam went into the office and emerged 
moments later flashing a room key. They drove to a secluded room, parked in 
front of a weather-beaten door and entered the motel room. 

Edna stood dazed in the center of the room as the men immediately started 
stripping. 

"Get with it, darling," Sam said with a snicker. "Or, would you rather we 
help you?" 

She sighed, realizing there would be no stalling or postponing the 
inevitable. She began to strip slowly with shaky fingers, cursing herself 
for getting into this mess. She glanced at the two men and saw that they 
were both already naked and watching her with hungry eyes. Sam was fondling 
his stiff prick and Edna almost giggled as she noticed that his cock 
resembled his own stubby, chubby physique. 

"Great tits," Hank said, stepping up to her as she unhooked her bra and 
slipped it off her shoulders. He cupped them in his hands and squeezed them 
firmly. "Oh yeah, very nice." 

He was hairy. Thick black hair curled in a rich pelt over his chest and 
stomach, blending with the forest of crotch hair surrounding the base of his 
jutting prick. 

In spite of her fear, she couldn't deny a deep sparking of excitement as she 
eyed the two strange cocks. Maybe this was how she'd wanted things to work 
out, she told herself, rolling her panties down over her hips and legs. 

"Get on the bed," Hank rasped. "You've stalled enough." 

She crawled across the bed on her hands and knees, only to be stopped by Sam 
grabbing her black hair and twisting her head up to face his stubby cock. He 
positioned himself in front of her, bracing his knees wide apart on the 
mattress, thrusting his prick against her mouth. There was no mistaking what 
the sandy-haired man wanted her to do. 

"Come on, bitch," he growled, yanking her hair. "Open up and eat my cock 
nice and slow." 

She started to oblige as the mattress swayed beneath Hank's weight. He 
positioned himself behind her. He slapped her round asscheeks with a 
no-nonsense smack and wedged his surprisingly thick cockhead into her ass 
crease. 

"What an ass!" Hank panted. "Big and beautiful." 

"You bastards!" she gasped. "This is rape, you know. Let me go now and I'll 
forget the whole thing." 

"Shut up, baby. Start sucking," Sam said, jabbing his cockhead against her 
lips and pulling harder on her hair. "Cock-teasing sluts don't get raped. 
You should know that." 

"Come on, lady. Lighten up," Hank said with a laugh. "You'll be begging us 
for more in a few minutes, and you know it. You're the type. You're one hot 
piece of ass. You want it as much as we do." 

She felt Hank's prodding cockhead nudge against her puckered asshole and she 
started to cry out. At that instant, Sam rammed his cock into her mouth, 
choking off her scream. Automatically, she closed her lips around Sam's 
prick and started to suck on the slick cock flesh. She groaned again as 
Hank's cock began driving with stinging insistence against the soft 
resilient flesh of her shitter. She found herself beginning to twist and 
writhe in greater desperation, and actually aiding in the invasion of her 
asshole. 

"Aaahhhh, you are a fine fuck," Hank said. "I knew you'd be. Damn, I love 
the way you're trying to fight it! Yeah, honey! I really dig your tight, hot 
ass!" 

Sam began fucking his cock harder and harder in and out of her mouth as she 
sucked on it in self-defense. She couldn't ignore the burning pain Hank's 
cock was inflicting on her shitter. The rubbery depths of her shit chute 
seemed on the verge of splitting as Hank's prick fucked deeper into her 
tight asshole. 

Her asscheeks clenched involuntarily and her hips lurched as she met the 
blistering stabs of his cock as it slashed against the clasping tightness of 
her asshole. Suddenly, she recognized just what was happening. The stiff, 
stinging cock that was fucking into her ass with unswerving determination 
was actually prompting her to feel gushing waves of excitement. Even with 
the pain, there was something thrilling about the whole thing. There was 
also something about the panting eagerness of Hank's manner that she liked. 

As his cock buried itself to the hilt inside her asshole, she convulsed in 
agony and jerked her head from side to side, dislodging Sam's prick 
momentarily. 

"You bastard, you're killing me with your hard cock!" she rasped. "You 
could've at least lubed the mother-fucker!" 

"I'm just giving you the kind of ass-fucking you've been needing," he said, 
slapping her asscheeks again with a stinging blow. "Now, get your mouth back 
on Sam's prick before I decide to drill another hole back here." 

She obeyed as his cock kept on fucking into the inner tightness of her 
shitter. Hank began to move his fingers downward and let them clutch the 
smoothness of her alabaster, twisting asscheeks. He pinched and clutched at 
her ass and kept fucking her. 

She sucked more violently on Sam's stubby cock, desperate to bring him to a 
fast climax and free her mouth finally for the pent-up screams that waited 
at the base of her throat. Seconds later, she heard Hank grunt as he 
released his grip on her asscheeks. He moved his hands again, letting the 
palms spank her firm asscheeks until they turned red and she could no longer 
contain her sobs. 

Even though she was feeling pain from the spanking and pain from the 
drilling of the fuckmeat in and out of her shitter, there was something 
exciting about the way he was ass raping her. The strange arousal was 
bringing her closer and closer to a surprising orgasm. 

"Oooooohhhhh, I can't stand it!" she panted, the words muffled by Sam's 
cock. 

"You'd better!" Sam shouted, ramming his prick fully into her opened mouth 
just as his slick jism splashed from his pisser and gushed over her tongue. 

Edna gagged, then gulped, swallowing the chubby man's salty jizz as fast as 
it spilled from his shuddering prick. 

At the same time, she was amazed to feel her own convulsing, twitching 
orgasm vibrate deep inside her cunt, splashing droplets of her pussy nectar 
out onto her hairy cuntlips. 

Hank laughed loudly as his active hands rubbed the warm womanly fluid over 
the tops of Edna's creamy inner thighs. All the while he kept ramming his 
cock deeper into her asshole. 

"Yeah, honey, you love it!" Hank said. "It's hurting you-but you love it! 
You can't get enough of this action!" 

He hammered her ass with his cock. He slapped her asscheeks repeatedly, 
turning them into beet-red globes of quivering flesh as he fucked his prick 
in and out of her asshole. Her whimpers became guttural moans and shrieks as 
the pain that streaked through her body slowly, magically became lightning 
bolts of pleasure. 

Suddenly, she heard Hank gasp as he drove his prick one final time into her 
stretched asshole. A second later his cum-load exploded into her asshole, 
spurting into her ass guts, filling her up. She had to squeal, feeling his 
volcanic jism gush against the tight walls of her ass. 

"Yes, oohhh, yeeessss! You are some great fuck!" he panted, leaning across 
her back as his cock emptied inside her. "What an asshole you've got, lady. 
I knew you'd be a terrific assfuck." 

Finally, Hank withdrew his prick from her badly stung asshole just as she 
collapsed in a heap on the bed. She rolled over on the mattress, moaning 
softly as she tried to sort out the confused feelings sweeping over her. She 
no longer felt any real pain, and there was no denying the evidence of her 
own climax as she rubbed her hands over her moist pussylips. 

I must be sick, she told herself as echoing shudders continued to rock 
through the depths of her cunt. 

"Ready for a drink?" Hank asked, playfully patting her ass and eyeing her 
with a lewd grin. 

"I don't believe you bastards," she said softly. "You'd better get me back 
to my car and hope like hell I don't report this." 

Hank and Sam laughed. "Who are you trying to kid, lady?" Sam said, tweaking 
one of her nipples. "You loved it as much as we did." 

"Keep her purring, Sam," Hank said, pulling on his slacks. "I'll go get us a 
bottle. Fuck, we'll have a real party!" 

Her mind was in turmoil as Sam rolled between her thighs and started rubbing 
his limp cock against her juicy cuntlips. She focused her vision on the 
sandy-haired man and tried to feel repulsed by his leering, freckled face 
gazing wickedly at her. His stubby fingers roughly caressed her tits, and 
she fought the gradual stirring of excitement drifting through her pussy as 
his cock slowly pulsed into hard life. She had actually enjoyed Hank's 
ass-fuck, pain and all. Now, the delightful friction of Sam's cockhead 
massaging her pussy was heating her up again. 

Sam's cock soon stood rigid and throbbing against her damp cunt. He 
continued to rub his fucker up and down her puffy cuntlips, lubing his 
cockhead with her hot cunt nectar. Then, without warning, he thrust his 
cockhead through the quivering cuntal lips, piercing the delicate pussy 
folds. 

She squirmed her ass and reached up to grab his beefy shoulders. He 
responded by jabbing his cock deeper into her cunt, filling her pussy hole 
with his prick. He grunted and fell forward, covering her tit with his mouth 
as his prick penetrated her cunt all the way. 

Edna cried out with pleasure as his fuck-shaft filled her hungry pussy and 
his tongue flicked her hard, rubbery nipple. She draped her arms around his 
shoulders and drew him against her as her cunt closed around his embedded 
prick. 

She moaned with fuck-lust as her clit twitched and tiny shudders spasmed 
along her cunt gash. She threw her legs around his waist, pinning his bulk 
against her, loving the way his balls tickled her ass. Her cunt muscles 
involuntarily squeezed his fuck-meat, massaging and milking his cockshaft. 

Suddenly he sucked one of her tits hard and began to fuck her with deep, 
corkscrewing cock strokes. She gripped her legs even tighter around his 
waist as her pussy clamped his prick securely. She rotated her pelvis and 
humped her cunt up to keep his prick buried to the hilt inside her. With a 
mighty force, he hammered his cock back into her pussy, using his weight to 
crash down on top of her. 

"Fuck me, you bastard!" she hissed. "Fuck me! You wanted me! Take me! Fuck 
me good and hard!" 

He growled as he bit her nipple and fucked his cock fiercely in and out of 
her wet, slippery cunt. The force of his fuck-strokes eventually pried her 
locked legs apart enough for him to completely withdraw his prick from her 
dripping fuck-hole. Then, he really picked up the pace of his fucking, 
ripping his cock into her nectar-soaked cunt. 

She felt her pussy spasm and she dug her fingernails into his back as his 
fuck-strokes intensified. His cock fucked in and out of her pussy, and she 
almost fainted with lust. His pumping prick fucked her into a frenzy of 
excitement and ecstasy. She screamed and writhed beneath him, thrilling to 
the way her receptive cuntlips gripped his cock. She came then, her pussy 
clutching his prick as she convulsed in a tremendous orgasm. 

Her climax seemed to ignite his own, and his cum-load blasted from his 
engorged cockhead. He made a strange croaking sound as he hunched up and his 
cock exploded, sending a gob of jizz into her seething fuck-pit. She yelped 
with each wave of his cum that spurted into her pussy, relishing the feel of 
his jism engulfing her fuck-hole. 

Panting, Sam finally pushed away, escaping her clutches and falling back 
heavily on the mattress. Edna stretched and sighed as she savored the 
pleasant afterglow of the marvelous orgasm that slowly faded over her 
senses. 

Hank returned with a bottle of scotch, and soon the afternoon fuzzed into a 
blur of fucking and cock-sucking that left Edna spent and used. Every pore 
of her body seemed to ache as she endured a marathon of wild fucking that 
saw every fuckable opening of her body plugged at one time or another. She 
drank more pungent-tasting jism than she had thought possible for just two 
men to produce. Her tongue was numb from darting over cockheads and 
cockshafts and balls. Her jaw was tired, but she was too involved to be 
fully aware of it. 

She continued to suck their cocks, loving the way limp pricks would throb 
into fresh life with gentle coaxing of her hot lips and active tongue. Both 
men took turns straddling her face and dripping their cocks into her mouth, 
their balls slapping her face. 

Her most violent and satisfying come occurred when Hank fucked his cock into 
her pussy while Sam fucked his prick inside her asshole. She screamed with 
ecstasy as the glorious shudders contorted her nerves and as her unending 
supply of pussy nectar filtered through her cunt passage, drenching her 
burning, hairy cuntlips. 

Finally, Hank tossed her dress onto the bed and ordered her to leave the 
motel room with them. She wobbled in a daze out to the car, and then dozed 
as the men sandwiched her on the front seat. 

It was almost dark when they left her beside her car in the parking lot of 
the shopping mall. 

She slumped behind the wheel of her car and gradually recuperated enough to 
drive home. All she wanted now was a long, hot soaking in the bathtub. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Edna spent the following day sleeping. When she awoke near sundown, her body 
was vibrant with the pleasant tingles of sexy arousal. The more cock she 
got, the more she wanted. 

Dressing and wasting little time leaving the house, she didn't allow herself 
to dwell on her actions. She let her body take total charge. She drove to 
the mall across town, hoping she might spot Hank and Sam. She didn't doubt 
it wouldn't take much to get the two studs interested in a repeat 
performance of yesterday's motel fuck-party. 

She strolled through the mall until closing time, then cruised around the 
area for another hour, trying at least to locate the motel. When her 
adventure seemed doomed to failure, she resigned herself to the possibility 
of returning home to an empty house and spending a lonely evening in front 
of the television. 

Halfway home, the red lights blinking in her rearview mirror startled her 
into alertness. She realized her mind had been a thousand miles away, 
replaying the lewd memories of fucking with the two strangers in the motel 
room. 

"Lady, you've run two stop signs since I got behind you," the cop said, 
leaning into the car window, his eyes hidden behind dark glasses. 

"I'm sorry, officer," she said. "I guess I was just daydreaming." 

"Well, you're lucky," he said. "Your dreams would've been over permanently 
if another car had been coming through those intersections." 

"I know," she said lamely, fumbling in her purse for her license. 

She glanced up at the cop in time to notice his head at a downward tilt. 
Embarrassed, she realized that her dress had hiked up on her thighs, and she 
couldn't be sure her naked crotch was covered by the dress. Thinking she 
would meet up with Hank and Sam, she had left home without wearing panties. 
Now, that little indiscretion was making her blush deeply. Awkwardly, she 
jerked her dress down. 

"Here's my license, officer." 

The cop took off his glasses and his tanned, even features broke into a 
grin. "It would've been a terrible waste having you splattered up and down 
the road." He took her license and glanced at it before handing it back. 
"Tell you what, lady. You drive home, and I'll follow just to make sure your 
daydreams don't come back. If you don't break any more laws, I won't write 
you up. Fair enough?" 

She smiled. "Thanks, officer," she said, now not so eager to hide her thighs 
from his handsome face. She peered an extra second into his brown eyes and 
saw his fast wink. 

At her house, the cop parked his patrol car at the front curb and stepped 
across the lawn just as she climbed out of her car. 

"Did I pass the driving test?" she asked, smiling. 

He nodded and again removed his dark glasses. "No more daydreams?" 

She laughed. "Well, maybe a couple. But they didn't get my mind off my 
driving." 

He lingered, giving her a subtle up-and-down glance that thrilled Edna's 
womanly pride. 

"Want to tell me about your daydreams?" he whispered, his voice taking on a 
raspy quality. 

"Only if you'll come in and let me fix us some coffee," she responded, 
surprising herself by her own boldness. 

"If your husband won't mind, I'm all for it," the cop said. 

"My husband is away, licking his wounds from a little marital spat. I'm not 
sure when, if ever, he'll be back." 

"Too bad," the cop said, with an expression that caused Edna to doubt his 
sincerity. 

He followed her into the house. Edna took a few seconds to examine him in 
the room light before leading him toward the kitchen. He wasn't much older 
than her, and his rugged good looks caused a stirring in her cunt that made 
her smile. 

They lapsed into easy conversation as she fixed coffee. They shared 
backgrounds and traded small talk. Before she realized it, she was telling 
him about her wild adventure of the day before. 

"I did my share of encouraging," she admitted, even as she felt the heat of 
a blush covering her face. "I can't imagine why I set myself up for 
something like that. I never considered myself to be that type of woman." 

"But you enjoyed it, just the same," he said with a smile. 

She nodded and lowered her head. 

"Hey, don't feel bad," he said, chuckling softly and approaching her. "I 
hear everything in my job. And you know something? What you did isn't 
unusual. Especially after a wife has a big fight with her husband. If it 
makes you feel any better, just figure that your old man is out doing the 
same sort of thing." 

She blinked up at him. She saw him run a hand through his wavy brown hair. 
Her tits tingled in arousal and her clit began a dull, throbbing twitch. 

"I've always heard that cops know how to treat a lady," she said. "I guess 
it's true." 

He dropped a hand casually to her ass and lightly rubbed his palm over the 
shapely roundness as they stood together beside the dinette. "Well, you've 
probably heard what else they say about cops?" 

"Tell me," she whispered, brushing against him and thrilling at the firm 
touch of his thigh through his starched uniform. 

"Our biggest gun isn't the one we wear around our waist," he said with a 
chuckle. 

She traced a fingertip across the name plate over the pocket of his uniform 
shirt. "I'll make you a deal, Officer Jerry Compton. You make yourself 
comfortable while I take a hot bath, then maybe I'll convince you to show me 
just how big your gun really is." 

He grinned as she stepped from the kitchen and hurried to the bathroom. She 
stripped quickly and filled the bathtub with hot water. 

She had just settled into the tub when he surprised her by entering the 
bathroom completely naked, boldly sporting a terrific eight-inch hard-on. 

Her eyes latched onto his cock as he approached the tub. Her pulse quickened 
instantly and she nearly swooned as her horniness engulfed her. 

"I decided to help you wash away your troubles," he said with a boyish grin, 
stepping into the bathtub. "It's the least a public servant can do." 

He took the bar of soap from her and proceeded to swirl it gently over her 
chest, teasingly avoiding contact with her luscious tits as they bobbed on 
the surface of the bath water. 

She felt his legs nestle against hers beneath the water, and she almost 
purred as her pussy instantly reacted with a series of joyous spasms. Her 
nipples grew into pink points piercing the water surface, aiming directly at 
his hairy, muscular chest. 

She squeezed her thighs together, savoring the ecstasy of her throbbing clit 
as she tentatively traced her fingernails up and down his muscular thighs. 
She grinned and groaned as she spotted his engorged cockhead peeking through 
the water, seemingly winking at her playfully with its piss slit. 

"You're a beautiful lady," he said in a raspy whisper. "Your husband must be 
crazy, leaving something as special as you." 

"Let's forget about him," she said just as he lowered the soap bar to the 
tops of her tit mounds. "That feels so nice." She leaned back, giving him 
complete access to her tits. 

Sensations pulsated through her tits as he lathered them in delicate, tender 
massages. Soon, he dropped the soap and pinched sudsy fingertips around her 
stiff, tingling nipples. 

"Oh, God!" she moaned, going limp under his expert caresses. "You're going 
to make me come before you even get your cock inside me. Oooohhhh, that's so 
good!" 

He smiled as he slowly pushed his fingers back, fanning them out over the 
massive expanse of her tits. With tender kneading squeezes, he massaged her 
huge tits with his soap-slippery hands, lovingly fondling her tits with 
knowing precision. 

Edna's pussy was steaming as Jerry leaned forward, inching his mouth down 
toward her ripe, rubbery nipples. He squeezed his hands around the massive, 
fleshy bases of her tits, holding them steady as he darted his tongue over 
the sensitive surfaces of her itchy nipples. With broad, hungry licks, Jerry 
tongue-slapped her nipples, alternating between them, teasing her tits, with 
his sensuous tonguing. 

When he closed his lips around her throbbing left nipple, Edna moaned with 
lust and threw her arms around his head, pressing his face tighter against 
her tits. Her cunt juices were flowing wildly, gushing over her inner pussy 
folds. Quivering sensations erupted in the pit of her syrupy cunt hole, 
trembling out until her nerves shook and vibrated. 

He massaged her huge tits while sucking her nipples into his warm mouth. He 
lightly scraped his teeth over her delicate nipple, then repeated the action 
on her other tit. Her throaty panting grew into guttural cries of passion as 
she involuntarily arched her back, thrusting her crotch up through the 
water. 

"Oooohhh, Jerry, that's wonderful!" she cooed, gripping the back of his 
scalp with interlocked fingers. "Damn, I'm coming! Aaahhhh, I'm coming 
already! Oooohhh, you know what I like!" 

Jerry slipped his hands down from her tits and cupped her asscheeks without 
removing his sucking mouth from her tits. As his fingers squeezed into the 
firm, rounded flesh of her ass, fresh waves of spasming shudders rocked 
through Edna, tickling her senses and carrying her even faster toward the 
kind of rapture she had only fantasized about. 

"Oooohhhh! Yyyeeeaaahhhh!" she groaned as he slowly ducked his head, 
dragging his tongue tip down over her flat stomach. She put her hands on his 
descending shoulders as his face neared her seething pussy. "Oh, God, I 
won't be able to take this!" 

He lifted her pelvis easily up above the surface of the water, exposing her 
curly-haired cunt and the slippery pink streak of pussy pulp that wedged 
through the hairy cunt bush, sparkling with moist nectar and promising inner 
delights. Her breath came in gasps as she passionately awaited the magical 
strokes of his tongue. His hands gripped her asscheeks securely as he 
balanced her middle just above the water. 

He darted his tongue through the black hairs of her pussy patch, touching 
the glistening pink pussymeat with a scorching lick that sent Edna into a 
frenzy of delightful ecstasy. She bellowed a shriek of pleasure as his 
tongue snaked up and down her juicy cunt slit, peeling through the wet folds 
of her tender folds and prying apart the clinging membranes of her cuntlips. 

He continued to flick his tongue around the soft slick pussy folds, pelting 
her delicate cunt with increasingly harder strokes and licks. Then, without 
warning, Jerry speared her hot pussy channel with his stiffened tongue and 
ground his upper lips against her twitching clit. He smacked his lips and 
sucked gluttonously, kneading her asscheeks and digging his fingers into her 
ass crack. 

She gasped as his tongue fucked straight into her shuddering pussy passage, 
knifing between the smoldering pussy walls and slurping up the vast amount 
of slimy cunt juice that filled the intimate canal. As his tongue fucked 
deeper and deeper into her cunt, he suddenly slid a finger into her shitter 
and rotated it around until it was knuckle-deep, cramming the buttery 
crevice and sending her into violent orgasm. 

He fucked his tongue in and out of her hot pussy with swift thrusts. He 
sucked the tiny button of her clit and whipped it with his tongue, never 
ignoring the constant plunging of his assfucking finger as it wormed inside 
her shit chute. 

"Give me your cock!" she wailed. "Please, Jerry! Fuck me! Don't make me wait 
any longer! I need your cock deep inside my cunt! Now! Please! Fuck me now!" 

Eventually, he released her cunt and moved up over her body as he kept his 
finger in her asshole. He pressed his lips against hers and Frenched her 
deeply, sliding his juice-coated tongue into her mouth. The taste and smell 
of her pussy lingered on his lips as she squirmed beneath the weight of his 
body and greedily sucked his tongue. 

He pressed his cockhead against her gaping cunt hole, thrilling her with the 
heat that radiated from the pulsating, engorged prickknob. With a soft 
grunt, he pushed forward until his cock was nestled inside the snug opening, 
and he lowered his mouth back down to her ripe, full tits. 

As he rolled her nipple around his tongue and squeezed her throbbing tit 
flesh with his lips, his cock stretched the socket of her pussy while he 
eased his cockshaft deeper. 

"Oooohhh, Jerry, I can't stop coming!" she breathed. "Your cock is 
marvelous! I can't even think straight." 

"I don't expect you to think," he mumbled, his mouth crammed with tit flesh. 
"Just keep fucking!" 

He speared her pussy with his prick, fucking it all the way inside. Their 
crotch bushes slammed together as his meaty balls slapped against her ass. 
As if for emphasis, he selected this particular moment to ram his finger all 
the way into her puckered asshole, completely filling her tight ass as his 
cock bloated her pussy passage. 

He let his cock rest only briefly before withdrawing it slowly, only to fuck 
it back into her cunt. He pistoned his prick in and out of her pussy as he 
again attacked her tits with his lips and tongue. He bit down on her nipples 
and sucked with a frenzy that surprised her and thrilled her. 

She loved fucking the best when her man took total charge and control over 
her, and this young cop was doing the trick! 

"Aaahhhh, Jerry!" she yelled as her cunt shuddered in yet another orgasm. 
"You fuck like a wonderful, wild bronco! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! 
Please, Jerry! Don't ever stop fucking me!" 

The bath water sloshed around them, splashing out over the tub and flooding 
the bathroom floor. But neither of the lovers took notice as their fucking 
motions picked up more steam. She squeezed his prick inside her wet pussy 
and held his ass. She felt her cuntal muscles bite down on his thick cock 
root and involuntarily milk his hot, thrusting fuck-meat, then she became 
aware of the tension suddenly gripping his body, and the fluttering of her 
cunt walls intensified the instinctive function of her pussy to suck the 
jism out of his balls. 

He sucked savagely on her tits as he shuddered and quaked. A raving torrent 
of cum blasted into her cunt hole, and she came again with him. 

"Yes, yyyeeesss!" she yelled as her hungry pussy accepted his hot cum-load. 
"Give me all of it! I want every drop of your jizz!" 

He pounded her pussy until she thought he would split her in two. Thick wads 
of cum continued to splash into her depths as they rocked and swayed back 
and forth in the wave-slapping bath water. In the midst of his wild 
eruption, his finger inadvertently slipped out of her asshole, but he kept 
his cum-gushing prick firmly lodged inside the slime-drenched cavity of her 
quivering pussy. 

Finally his cum slowed to an oozing dribble, and her cunt muscles continued 
to flex, coaxing every ounce of his jizz out of his balls. Edna relaxed, 
savoring the glorious sensations that rippled throughout her body just as 
the pleasant bath water rippled slowly against her body. She smiled with 
deep satisfaction as Jerry continued to rest atop her, smothering her with 
his masculine weight and warmth long after his cock had softened inside her 
juicy cunt. 

"I always guessed cops were great fuckers," she whispered as she recovered 
from the tremendous series of orgasms that had engulfed her senses. "Anytime 
you need an arrest, look me up. I'd become your love slave without a fight." 

"Oh, really?" he said, his brown eyes flashing a devilish gleam. "You just 
said the magic words, honey." 

Edna giggled. Then, quickly, a nervous chill assailed her as the strange 
gleam continued to radiate from his eyes. 

What have I gotten myself into now? she asked herself. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Jerry stood, then helped Edna to her feet. They toweled each other with 
sensuous motions before finally leaving the bathroom. 

Edna didn't dare speak, yet there was a distinctive buzz of anticipation in 
the air. She could sense it as she glimpsed into the cop's handsome face. 
Her nerves didn't miss the eerily exciting feeling. Her arousal was mounting 
by the second, and Edna did all she could not to break the mystical spell 
that was settling over them. 

Something unique, perhaps even daring, was about to happen. She knew it. 
Just the nip of danger, the wonderful dread of the sweet unknown laced 
through her. There was even a faint tremble to her fingers as she walked 
with her current lover to the king-sized bed. 

They stretched out on the bed and spent several silent minutes simply 
enjoying the pleasant touch of each other's body, lazily rubbing fingertips 
up and down delicious flesh. 

Edna made the first move as she propped herself up on an elbow and lightly 
kissed Jerry's flat belly. She playfully tongued his belly button, tickling 
him and loving his boyish giggle as he ran his fingers through her short, 
black hair. She soon gave in to a persistent horny impulse and sucked his 
prick into her mouth. 

She moaned as his fuck-meat surged into hard, throbbing life. She marveled 
at the sensation of the blood-filling cockshaft ballooning inside her hot 
mouth. She wasted no time working her lips and tongue up and down the vein 
ribbed prick shaft. 

"You're showing your real talent," he said casually. " Makes it harder for 
me to understand why your husband would leave you alone here." 

"Sucking cock just comes naturally to me, officer," she snickered, taking 
her mouth off his cock. "My husband may come around. I'd like to think he'll 
realize I'm worth keeping. In the meantime, I can't think of anyone I'd 
rather practice with than you." 

"Mmmm! I won't argue with that," he said as she swirled her tongue around 
his swollen cockhead. 

Edna rubbed her fingers over his balls, caressing them gently as if they 
were twin eggs, fragile and vulnerable. She opened her mouth wide and gulped 
half of his rigid prick inside her lips, flicking her tongue up and down the 
pulsating ridge that ran along the underside of his inflated cockshaft. 

She heard him groan with pleasure and it pleased her that she was turning 
him on. 

"Hey, if you don't stop that, lady, I'll have to arrest you," he said 
softly. "I've got other plans before you suck another wad out of my nuts." 

She released his cockhead from her lips with both hands as she eyed him. 

"Really?" she purred. I'm almost afraid to ask what other plans you have in 
mind, officer." 

He grinned as he reached down and cupped one of her tits. He fondled the 
huge tit and toyed with the hard nipple. "Remember what you said about 
wanting to practice with me as long as your husband was away?" 

She nodded, fascinated, curious-and a little uneasy. 

"I'm wondering how much you mean that," he whispered. 

She shrugged. "I didn't know this was a test. I mean what more do you want 
me to do for you?" 

He looked up into her eyes while keeping his fingers on her tit. "Get my 
handcuffs," he ordered in a voice no more than a raspy whisper. "Bring them 
to me." 

Her eyes widened and a strange, erotic shiver climbed her spine. She started 
to question his instructions, but decided against that as excitement 
fluttered in her guts. 

She moved off the bed and stepped toward his uniform that was neatly folded 
on her vanity bench. Her clit was already twitching and she could feel the 
wetness of her cunt nectar instantly coating her pussylips. Her fingers 
trembled slightly as she unclipped the cold steel from a belt loop and 
returned to the bed. 

The handcuffs were heavier and more sturdy than Edna had suspected. Because 
of this, a flicker of panic pierced the excitement that swelled inside her. 
Something about the cold, heavy steel made everything suddenly seem 
dangerous and eerie. But still, the weird arousal that tingled her nerves 
refused to be calmed and the menacing feel of the cuffs only heightened her 
lust. 

"We're going to see just how good a love slave you'll be," Jerry said. He 
took the handcuffs from her and eased off the bed. "Stretch out on your 
back. Put your arms above your head. Make your fingers touch the headboard." 

She obeyed all of his orders, even though the growing knot in her stomach 
represented a mixture of fear and excitement. She blinked her eyes at his 
face and saw his smug expression. She thought about breaking out of the role 
she was playing, but quickly rejected the notion. From the steely-eyed look 
he was leveling at her, she decided he was in no mood to alter his act, and 
she didn't relish the idea of testing that particular theory. 

When she was in position, he quickly cuffed her wrists, then looped the 
short chain over the middle headboard post, securing her with both arms 
tightly stretched above her head. She watched with blinking, nervous eyes as 
he slowly surveyed his work. A slight leer replaced his smug expression, and 
Edna felt totally exposed and helpless. 

She swallowed, desperately trying to wet a suddenly dry throat as she primly 
pressed her thighs together. She could hear her heart pounding wildly and 
she groaned as she tugged against her steel bonds, making the cuffs bite 
into her flesh. 

"Now that's what I call a pretty picture," Jerry said in a low, husky voice. 
"I love the way your big tits rise and fall when you breathe deep and fast. 
That really makes me hot and horny. You're getting worried. Maybe a little 
scared, too. Right? Mmmm, I know you are, and that's good. That makes me 
really horny. See? I think it's time you do something about that." 

Before she could protest, he straddled her chest and poked his throbbing 
prick against her mouth. He squirmed his manly ass gently above her tits, 
then sat down using her glorious titmounds as comfortable cushions as he 
aimed his cockhead squarely at her lips. 

She parted her lips and kissed the tip of his fuck-knob. Then she eased her 
tongue out and slithered it over the shiny surface of his hot prickhead. The 
last thing she wanted to do was disappoint him. Upsetting him was suddenly 
out of the question. 

Jerry leaned forward and planted his strong hands on both sides of her face, 
locking her in place as he suddenly rammed his cockhead harder into her 
mouth. She had to accept the thrust of his cock as the swollen cock-knob 
popped between her lips. She tried to gasp, but the brutal shove of his 
cockhead blocked the sound. Startled and more than a little worried, she did 
her best to accept her fate. 

"Come on and really suck it now, Edna," he ordered. "You know you like it 
this way. This is wilder than your most secret fantasies. You like it rough 
and tumble. You get off on it. Shit, most women like you crave it. You need 
a man to show you who's boss. Now, don't make me get rough. Or, is that what 
you really want?" 

She didn't answer. She couldn't. He wasn't giving her the opportunity. But 
his stern words inspired her, and Edna began to suck and lick his cock with 
renewed intensity. She darted her tongue around his hot cockhead, then 
sucked hungrily, trying to take his entire prickshaft into her mouth. 

Fear spurred her on, but she was quickly discovering that pure, heated lust 
was spinning her into an uncontrollable frenzy as she tongue whipped the 
cop's prick. The tremor of fear soon evaporated, leaving her with a 
passionate desire to pleasure him. No longer was her submission to this 
exciting, dashing figure of authority only symbolic. It was a reality. Her 
subjugation was complete and now, so was her lust. 

Her warm saliva flowed into her mouth and she was able to wetly coat his 
plunging cock as she formed a tight circle with her lips, providing his 
prick with increased friction. With each fuck-stroke of his prick into her 
mouth, her tits throbbed and her cunt convulsed. It was as if her mouth had 
become her pussy as the sensation-level proved identical while he fucked her 
mouth in a fury of driving cock-thrusts. 

Maybe she needed this sort of bondage, or punishment for cheating on Clint. 
Her mind swam with the possibility, but it soon became a moot point. Lust 
captured her, sending her senses into spinning ecstasy as she neatly took 
every inch of Jerry's pumping cock into her mouth. 

She clamped her lips down firmly on the thick root of his cock, desperately 
trying to hold the pulsating prickshaft in her mouth even as he forced it 
back out, preparing for another vicious stroke. 

As Jerry fucked his prick in and out of her mouth with eager, hard strokes, 
Edna gradually experienced a series of incredible orgasms. She came down 
from one and immediately went into another as she sucked on the pumping 
prick while writhing against the handcuffs that securely held her to the 
headboard. Her gushing cunt nectar drenched her pussylips and she groaned 
with unmasked satisfaction. 

Strange, she thought, that for a woman so frustrated sexually by her husband 
just days ago, she was now coming with a frequency that amazed her. 

Maybe Clint is simply the wrong man for me, she thought briefly-before 
becoming consumed once again by the raging fires of lust that Jerry's wild 
pumping cock was creating throughout her body. Her kinky position and the 
assertive way in which the young cop was forcing her to suck his prick drove 
her insane with a nonstop parade of desire climax, more desire, another 
climax, and on and on. 

Her body and mind melted together as one. No more eerie thoughts or 
troubling questions plagued her mind. Suddenly, the same lust and pleasure 
that consumed her body echoed in her brain. Every pore pulsed with her 
wanton desire. Her very humiliation had become an added source of her 
ecstasy. Nothing the young cop did to her could diminish her pleasure. At 
last, no a man had taken total control of her and was bending and molding 
her to his wishes. It was suddenly her greatest role, and her happiest 
experience. If anything worried her, it was the fear that nothing again 
would equal the pleasure of this experience. 

Suddenly, he jerked his saliva-drenched prick out of her gaping mouth and 
pushed himself down across her body. He roughly wedged himself between her 
thighs, forcing them apart as he prepared his cockhead to plunge straight 
into her slippery cunt hole. 

Edna arched her back and whimpered just as he plowed his wet fuck-knob 
between her hairy cuntlips. He hesitated a second, then slammed the whole 
length of his prick into her pussy channel. His engorged cockhead pierced 
her cunt, and Edna bellowed a cry of both pain and passion. Her delicate 
pussy opened up to accept his raging prick, then closed quickly around it, 
gripping the embedded cockshaft with clinging, shuddering urgency. 

"Oooohhhhh! Fuck me good!" she yelled, bouncing her ass up and down on the 
mattress, jarring the headboard and ignoring the painful grip of the 
handcuffs biting into her wrists. "It's driving me crazy! I can't stop 
coming! Aaahhhh, yeeeessss! Please, don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck 
mmmeeeeeee!" 

His only response was to keep pounding his cock in and out of her convulsing 
pussy and groaning with his own pleasure. He fell forward and squeezed 
handfuls of her huge tits without interrupting the pace of his fucking. He 
seemed to pay special attention to upwardly slanting his angle of 
penetration at the beginning of each fierce fuck-stroke. This unique attack 
caused his bloated prick to rub against the hood of her clit, making the 
horny, writing brunette go wild. 

Edna shrieked with each fuck-stroke of his cock, squirming to meet each and 
every thrust as the exquisite sensations engulfed her. Her coming was 
continuous, unabated and she felt his pounding cock was draining the very 
life out of her. Finally there was nothing for her to do but to go limp as 
her weakened limbs collapsed under his wild fucking. 

At that moment, Jerry whipped his hands beneath her upper thighs, lifted her 
pelvis and squarely speared her puckered asshole with his iron-hard prick. 

The startling intrusion suddenly alerted Edna's senses, jerking her out of 
her listless state and plunging her back into nerve-jolting awareness. She 
tried to gasp, but her breath caught in her throat as his cock slid inside 
her shitter. 

Without any help from her, his cock fucked deeper into her ass, her buttery 
depths sucking his prick in as she tried to scream again. This time she 
succeeded, and harsh guttural sounds came out of her throat as he pulled his 
fuckmeat out, then slammed it back in. 

He soon established a rhythm as he fucked her ass. Each time he pulled out, 
he left his fuckknob inside while her shitter involuntarily clamped down on 
the flared rim of his cockhead. Edna thought she could feel every ridge and 
vein on his prick even though she reasoned that her senses should be totally 
numbed to his actions. 

"Yeah! Oh, yeah! Tight and hot! Nice and tight!" Jerry grunted as he kneaded 
the firm flesh of her asscheeks with his strong hands. "This is doing it! 
I'm gonna come! I'm about to blast it! Ooohhh, damn! Ass-fucking always 
makes me lose it! I'm gonna fill you up!" 

Two more hard fuck-strokes into her burning asshole, and his cum blasted 
forth. The violent explosion in her ass guts rocked her cunt into another 
shuddering, quaking orgasm, and her screams of joy matched his as he fell 
heavily across her. 

Gasping, panting, he went limp on top of her, leaving his cock stuffed up 
inside her gripping asshole. Every drop of his jizz was milked out of him, 
and the horny young cop contented himself with lazily licking at her tits. 
For long minutes, he made no effort to move. 

Much later, Jerry climbed off the bed and retreated to the bathroom. Edna, 
her shoulders and arms beginning to ache and burn in her handcuffed 
position, heard the shower and couldn't stop wondering how long he was going 
to leave her like this. Worry almost became panic when he finally padded 
from the bathroom and dressed. When he faced her again, he had unholstered 
his gun. 

"Jerry! What are you doing?" she demanded, her panic leaping into cold fear. 

He smiled and leaned on the bed between her legs. He drew the barrel of his 
gun along her inner thighs, then nudged the cold steel against her pussy 
mound. 

Edna hissed and stiffened. Her eyes locked wide open. 

Gently, playfully, the cop swirled the tip of the gun over her cuntlips, 
then up and down her pussy gash. His lips broke into a smile. 

"No, noooo!" she whimpered as her straining muscles trembled. 

He laughed and jerked the gun away, making Edna scream. Then he was off the 
bed and shoving the gun back into the holster, laughing at her fear before 
Edna's body sagged and she realized it had all been a cruel game. 

Blood had drained from her head and the icy residue of fear had turned to 
hot anger. 

"You bastard!" she spat. "Get these damn cuffs off me!" 

Jerry grinned and shrugged. "Maybe," he teased. "First, you better calm 
down. Remember how much fun we had?" 

She shook with fear and anger. Nothing was more important now than getting 
free and getting rid of the cop. 

"Just unlock these damn cuffs," she said. 

He sighed. "The gun isn't even loaded," he said lamely. "Besides, don't tell 
me it didn't give you a kick. Come on. Think about it. You damn sure will 
later, and your pussy will get so fucking hot and wet, you'll wish I was 
here." 

His words stopped her even as she began tugging on the handcuffs. Gradually, 
a small smile spread across her lovely face. Deep down, she knew the cop was 
right. Realizing the stuff with the gun had been part of this weird fantasy 
play, Edna felt a quivering in the depths of her cunt that had nothing to do 
with fear. 

The cop laughed in comprehension and finally unlocked the handcuffs. He bent 
down and kissed her gently. 

"You'll remember me, won't you?" he whispered. 

Edna couldn't keep her lips in a grim line. Instead, she had to smile and 
nod. "Oh, Jerry, don't worry," she said finally. "You bet, I'll remember 
you." 

She stayed in bed for a long time after Jerry had left. Even though the 
handcuffs were gone, she kept her arms above her head and her hands on the 
headboard. 

Already a dark, secret part of her was missing the young cop. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

The next morning as she stirred awake alone on the big bed, Edna's pleasant 
memories of the night before seemed more like a horny dream than lusty 
reality. Her wrists, as well as her cunt and asshole, were sore. But still, 
it was difficult for her to actually believe the wonderful experiences with 
the handsome young cop. It seemed simply too good to be true. Yet all of 
those lewd things had happened to her and now, as she dressed and went 
toward the kitchen, she sported a smug smile of supreme satisfaction. After 
all, she told herself, I've got the aches to prove that yesterday was one 
hell of a day. 

As she began to fix her morning coffee, she absently peered through the 
kitchen window above the sink and almost dropped the coffee pot. There, in 
front of Georgia Dryer's house, gleaming in the early-morning sunlight, was 
Clint's car! 

She blinked in disbelief, but there was no mistaking the car. Her husband's 
car had certainly not been there last night when Jerry had accompanied her 
home. 

Panic gripped her as the ramifications of the car's presence next door 
struck Edna. My God! Her breath hissed in a short intake and she froze 
momentarily. Clint obviously saw the cop car last night parked in front of 
the house and decided to spy on her from the vantage point of the house next 
door. Either that, or he was getting back at her by fucking Georgia. 

She knew immediately that she had to take direct action and confront Clint. 
Now was definitely the time for honesty if there was to be any hope of 
saving their marriage. And, Edna wondered as she stalked out of the house 
and headed next door, now was the proper time to discover if their marriage 
was even worth saving. 

She rang the doorbell and waited. There was no response. She walked around 
the house, hoping perhaps Clint and Georgia were on the patio, rationally 
discussing the single lesbian encounter between the two women. 

Her charitable hopes were instantly dashed when she glanced through a 
bedroom window and saw her husband mounted between Georgia's widespread 
thighs, fucking his enormous prick in and out of the blonde's pussy. 

A burst of anger washed over her as she stood, locked in position, gazing at 
the incredible scene. So the bastard is getting his petty revenge, she 
thought as her rage threatened to boil over. I should have known he would 
react in such a childish fashion. 

Then, slowly and gradually, Edna's thoughts cooled. The spectacle of her 
husband's horse like prick repeatedly fucking in and out of Georgia's 
seething, blonde-haired cunt was fascinating. Not only was Edna witnessing 
her husband fucking another woman, she was seeing the raw manly beauty of 
him in wanton action. He was, she knew and now saw, quite a stud. She 
couldn't explain it, but Edna felt a sense of womanly pride seeing her 
well-hung husband fucking Georgia to loud shrieks of pleasure. 

Edna continued to gaze through the window at the private scene. In spite of 
her initial anger, she felt a bubbling excitement zip through her body. It 
was like her own private stag film, but even better. This was real, and the 
male part was being expertly played by her own husband! 

Her pussy dampened and a pleasant throbbing attacked her tits. She panted, 
now feeling the wondrous tremors vibrating over her pussy. Why should she be 
outraged? After all, she told herself, she was the one who was first 
unfaithful. 

Soon her mind wiped away all the thoughts and questions and reasoning. She 
became preoccupied with the lewd scene being performed before her eyes. She 
leaned closer to the window and leveled her unblinking eyes on the wild 
fucking now taking place between her husband and her neighbor. 

Instinctively, she reached up and gently rubbed her nipples as they tingled 
stiffly against her thin cotton blouse. She felt a distinct vibration 
erupting deep inside her cunt as her pussy nectar coated her trembling 
cuntlips. 

"Getting your eyes full, Edna?" Davey said, his voice startling Edna. 

She jumped and gasped as she jerked her head away from the window and saw 
the teenager watching her with a sneer. 

"Oh, Davey," she said with a high-pitched giggle as her face reddened. "I 
was just ... just...." 

He nodded sagely. "I know. You were just watching your old man knock off a 
fast piece of ass with my mom." The boy stepped forward and peered over 
Edna's shoulder into the bedroom. "Is it making you hot?" 

The blunt question surprised her almost as much as his sudden appearance. 
She nervously cleared her throat and struggled to come up with a 
sophisticated response. 

"Wow, that old guy is hung like a fucking mule!" the boy exclaimed with a 
whistle. "Last night when he tossed that big prick at Mom, I thought she was 
gonna fuckin' faint! She's been in heaven ever since, and they've been 
fuckin' each other's brains out for hours." 

Edna heard the boy's words, but she quickly became too engrossed in watching 
the bedroom action to respond. She joined Davey in peering through the 
window, careful not to miss a single stroke of her husband's huge prick 
fucking fiercely into Georgia's pussy. 

"Damn, I've been jacking off ever since they started this shit last night," 
the boy announced. 

"Come on, Edna. Let's go to my room and fuck! Why should they have all the 
fun?" 

"Well, I guess you've got a good point," Edna said as she finally pried her 
eyes away from the window and glanced down at the obvious hard-on pressing 
against Davey's jeans. She chuckled self-consciously. "My pussy is a little 
steamed up, and it looks like your cock could use some relief." 

She followed the boy to the back of the house and they entered the kitchen 
door. They moved straight down a short hallway and into a room next to the 
room where the loud, passionate fucking was already taking place. 

Davey immediately started stripping as Edna slowly unbuttoned her blouse and 
glanced around at the boyish room, cluttered with model planes and cars, 
baseball trading cards and walls adorned with nude girl pin-ups. 

"Come on, Edna," the boy said, standing naked beside his bed, his eyes 
widening as her tits gradually came into his view. "Hurry it up! My cock is 
about to explode. Shit, thanks to your old man, I haven't had any real pussy 
since he showed up. Hell, from the size of his prick, my old lady ain't 
likely to want to settle for me anymore." 

Edna slipped her dress down over her flared hips and on down her long legs, 
her eyes glued hungrily to the boy's engorged prick jutting straight out 
from his peach-fuzzy crotch. She couldn't deny a bit of pride from the boy's 
remark concerning her husband's cock size. Right now, she was so horny that 
the boy's smaller cock was still a welcome sight. She was eager to have his 
cock fuck inside her cunt. 

"Don't worry about your mother not wanting your cock anymore, Davey," she 
said softly as she tugged her panties down to her ankles and gracefully 
stepped out of them. "Knowing her, she'll always be ready to show 
appreciation for a nice, sturdy cock like yours." 

Edna stepped up to the boy and he threw his arm around her, pressing his hot 
naked body against her. He kissed her wetly on the mouth and instantly 
darted his tongue between her lips. She groaned as his tongue probed her hot 
mouth and his rigid cock pressed against her flat belly. He was a good three 
inches shorter than Edna, and he had no trouble lowering his mouth from hers 
and attacking her ripe, full tits with his lips and teeth. 

She roamed her hands over the boy's youthful back and silky-smooth tight 
asscheeks, and she felt a hot stab of ecstasy shoot up through her body as 
he tongued her hard nipples. His eager licking and sucking caused shudders 
of rapture to rumble through her. She squeezed her fingers into the hard 
spheres of his asscheeks while his mouth devoured her tits. 

She savored his kisses and the intimate contacts with his flesh-even as she 
realized her excitement was mounting probably just as much from the erotic 
sounds coming from the next room. As the boy pulled her down onto his bed, 
she heard her husband's animal-like growl of passion and Georgia's gasping 
whines of pleasure that signaled an imminent, thundering mutual climax to 
their wild fucking. 

As if not to be outdone by the fuckers in the next room, Edna and Davey fell 
across his bed, grasping at each other, frantic to start their own violent 
fucking. 

"Hurry! Hurry!" Edna pleaded, grabbing the boy's cock at the thick base and 
spreading her thighs at the same time. "Fuck me now! Fuck me!" 

He lunged forward, pressing his weight between her parted thighs until his 
swollen cockhead brushed lightly against the ultrasensitive wet lips of her 
cuntal opening. He gripped her tits and fondled them as she controlled the 
up-and-down movement of his engorged cock, sliding his hot fuck-knob the 
length of her juicy pussy-slit. She tightened her hold on his prick root and 
poked his bloated cockhead against her enlarged clit, sending shock waves of 
ecstasy throughout her body. 

Then, slowly, without being too acutely aware of it, she raised up and 
sucked his prick gently into hot pussy hole. The spongy, wet walls of her 
cunt passage palpitated as she wedged his cock all the way inside. Her pussy 
devoured the boy's prick and her cuntlips stretched around the base of his 
cock with a greedy grip. She whimpered in delightful joy as her pussy 
muscles milked his prickshaft and nibbled at his pulsating fuck-meat. 

When he began to move against her, she humped right along with him, falling 
easily into his rhythm, speeding up when he did, slowing down when he 
slowed, all the while building the intensity of the sensations stinging her 
senses. 

The boy quickly became wondrously out of control, slamming his cock in and 
out of her gaping pussy, searing her quivering cunt with his vigorous 
fuck-strokes. He was like a berserk animal, fucking her with an abandon she 
couldn't remember ever experiencing. Her whimpers grew into screams of utter 
joy as the boy fucked her like a lust-obsessed, aggressive man. 

As the bed bounced beneath them, her legs climbed instinctively, finding 
their way on the backs of his legs, her hips pounding up at him as fiercely 
as he was pistoning his pulsing prick in and out of her warm, wet pussy 
channel. 

She felt his prick swell inside her cunt, and she gasped as the boy's first 
jet of jizz spurted into her convulsing pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs 
around him and clung to him, draining his prick with the marvelously 
spasming muscles of her inner cunt. Her syrupy cuntal walls sheathed the 
bulging, sensitive knob of his cock and sucked the boy-cum right out of his 
balls. 

Then, at the very peak of his cum-blasting explosion, he tripped the 
delicate mechanism of her nerves and sent her into a wild convulsion of 
exquisite, sensational orgasms. Her elongated clit shook while the deepest 
regions of her cunt hole trembled and quaked, expelling a vast load of hot 
pussy nectar. 

"Oooohhhh! Aaahhhh!" she wailed as her orgasms rocked through her body even 
as the thick hot cum spurted from his cockhead, emptying his balls. "I'm 
getting all of your load! Yes, yes!" 

She continued to squeeze the boy against her until long after his balls had 
drained and his prick had softened. She savored the sensations of her fading 
orgasms, and finally her arms and legs went limp and she sprawled out on the 
mattress. 

"Damn, Edna, you can be a real tiger when you get warmed up," Davey said 
with a leering grin as he rolled off her. 

"She certainly can," Clint said, his manly voice filling the boy's room and 
startling Edna into alertness. 

She bolted to a sitting position on the bed and gasped as she saw her 
husband standing naked in the doorway. Georgia was beside him, just as 
naked, with a smug smile on her face, her right hand clutching Clint's 
half-hard cock. 

"You should be ashamed, Edna, trying to keep all of this for yourself," 
Georgia said with a giggle, lifting Clint's enormous prick in her hand. 
"God, I've been walking around here bowlegged since last night while you 
were next door fucking your way out of a traffic ticket." 

Edna started to stammer a reply, but her eyes latched onto the intriguing 
sight of her husband's prick slowly lumbering into proud, full hardness 
against the blonde's squeezing fingers. His prick was majestically huge even 
when not fully hard, and Edna was-as always mesmerized by the spectacle of 
his colossal cock springing to life. 

"Think you're ready to be fucked by a man, Edna?" Clint said with a deep 
chuckle. 

She nodded without taking her eyes off his pulsating prick. "Sure, honey." 
Her expression clouded. "Can I explain about last night?" 

"You could, but it'll be hard for you to talk with this thing crammed in 
your mouth," Clint said as he slowly approached the bed and his wife. 

Familiar tremblings of fear shook her as her husband neared the bed. Davey 
scampered off the bed, getting out of the way and not giving much comfort to 
Edna as she watched Clint aim his massive cockhead at her pale face. 

Edna didn't relish experiencing another outburst of Clint's anger. The 
unpleasant memory of the last time was still vividly imprinted in her mind. 
She wasn't excited about the prospects of smothering to death as his mammoth 
fucker clogged her mouth and throat. 

Desperately she tried to explain all that had happened of her since his 
violent departure two days ago. She blurted words, begging and pleading for 
him to listen and to understand. But he only seemed interested in ramming 
his stallion-sized cock between her lips. 

"Cry and moan all you like, Edna. But if you don't want me to get rough, 
you'll kneel in front of me on your hands and knees," Clint said seriously. 
He stood beside the bed, his gigantic prick sticking straight out. "No more 
bullshit! Get your mouth around my cock now!" 

She scrambled to obey his command as the mattress swayed beneath her. She 
steadied herself as instructed on her hands and knees, her face inches from 
his bulbous fuck-knob. 

"We'll see if you'll have the energy to be hot and horny and on the prowl 
for strange cock anymore," he rasped with a hoarse chuckle. "Suck it!" 

"Please don't hurt me, Clint," she whispered, gazing through teary eyes at 
his cock and meaty balls. "I'll suck your cock good, if you just give me the 
chance." 

"Stop babbling, bitch!" he shouted, thrusting his prick into her face as he 
grabbed the back of her head with strong hands. "We'll see if you still like 
pussy when I get through with you. Yeah, baby, we're going to retrain you 
here and now!" 

His swollen cockhead forced her lips apart just enough so that the force of 
his thrust speared the rest of his engorged cock-knob into her mouth. 
Instantly her jaw was stretched to the limit as she struggled to hold his 
enormous fucker in her mouth. Then, before she could adjust to having his 
tremendous cockhead between her lips, he plunged his cock deeper into her 
mouth. 

Edna gagged involuntarily, sure that she was seconds away from choking to 
death on her husband's big prick. 

"Come on, bitch!" he snorted. "You don't even have half of it in your mouth. 
How the hell are you going to act when I ram all of it down your fucking 
throat?" 

His harsh words terrified her even as she gagged and choked on his hot slab 
of fuck-meat. This wasn't the man she had married. 

Oh God, what has happened to him? Her mind screamed the question while she 
tried desperately to move her tongue inside her cock-crammed mouth. 

As her fear shook her and tears ran down her cheeks, she wished she could 
turn back the clock. How lucky she had been when her husband would come home 
on weekends, too tired to fuck perhaps, but gentle and easy-going with her. 
Until now, Edna hadn't realized what a charmed life she had lived just a few 
short days ago. 

And now, too, she realized there could be no turning back. Her horniness, 
her yearning for more intense, satisfying fucking, had brought her and Clint 
to this stage. It was up to her to suffer the consequences. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Edna's struggle had just begun. Clint's cock strained and stuffed her mouth 
painfully, and still he fucked it deeper and deeper. 

She blinked against her tears, gagging and choking as she tried to adjust 
her mouth to the drilling prick. And then, in a gradual flicker, she felt 
the slight stirrings of lust spark deep in the pit of her cunt. Her fear was 
real, but so was the surprising tide of excitement slowly creeping into her 
senses from the dampening regions of her pussy channel. 

There wasn't time to contemplate it, or even to wonder much about it. The 
fact was that her husband's frightening, newfound aggressiveness was 
igniting lifelong suppressed passions in the heart of her womanhood. It was 
happening to her all over again. The recent wondrous experience with Jerry, 
the young, kinky cop, had triggered her submissive fantasies. And now her 
own husband was making such fantasies come alive. Almost on cue, matching 
the sparking of arousal inside her cunt, her gag reflex accommodated Clint's 
huge fucker. 

"That's better," Clint mumbled, lowering his hand from the back of her head 
and squeezing her tits as they dangled inches above the mattress. "I knew 
you'd find a way to please me. Now all you have to do is take about three 
more inches of cock and you'll have all of it." 

She groaned as she heard his words and twisted her head from side to side as 
her husband slowly eased his tremendous cock deeper and deeper into her 
straining mouth. She felt his bulbous cockhead flatten against the back of 
her throat, and panic needled her instincts. It was like trying to swallow a 
huge chunk of meat without chewing. She forced air through her nose and 
choked violently when her lips brushed against the thick bush of his cock 
hair. 

She pulled back instinctively, mindful of the consequences but not caring as 
she gasped and heaved and coughed. She wasn't expecting Clint's harsh laugh, 
nor Georgia's wicked giggle as she slowly recovered. Then, before she could 
react, Clint again grabbed her short black hair and jerked her face back up 
to his raging fuck-pole. She had no choice but to obey his unspoken demand, 
and she slithered her tongue around the slick surface of his cock-knob. 

She nibbled the engorged cockhead with her lips and teased his piss slit 
with her tongue tip, hoping to win his approval in this manner without 
performing the impossible task of taking the entire length of his giant cock 
into her mouth. 

This was indeed a different Clint from the man she had married. She couldn't 
dismiss the fact as she worked frantically with her mouth and tongue on the 
tender underside of his prick. The old Clint, she knew all too well, would 
already be bored and ready for a fast dive of his cock into her pussy. But 
not now. He obviously delighted in the oral attention his cock was 
receiving, and he was more than ready to make Edna keep working her lips up 
and down his fuck-shaft. 

"Maybe she needs some inspiration," Georgia said, climbing on her son's bed 
and positioning herself behind Edna. 

"Good idea," Clint snapped, releasing his grip on Edna's hair and returning 
his manual attention to her tits. 

Suddenly, Edna felt Georgia's hot breath against her uplifted ass. She 
groaned as the blonde's breath intensified the trembling spasms now rocking 
her cunt. When the blonde's tongue knifed between Edna's cuntlips, she 
squealed joyously and squirmed her hips while attacking her husband's 
cockhead with fresh vigor. She felt Georgia's nose pierce between her 
asscheeks and nudge her asshole, sending instant flashes of pleasure 
throughout her body. 

Edna utilized her doggie-style position to her best advantage as she closed 
her lips around her husband's bulbous cockhead and rocked backward on her 
knees, pressing her pussy and ass harder into Georgia's face. She moaned, 
and the sound vibrations danced over Clint's cockhead, causing him to 
express excitement for the first time. 

Now her pussy juices were flowing and her ecstasy was soaring. Sensations 
pounded through her cunt as her big tits throbbed marvelously inside her 
husband's kneading hands. Georgia's expert tongue deftly slicked through 
Edna's moist pussy folds, snaking into her quaking cunt hole and sloshing 
around in the boiling pussy nectar that drenched the sensitive area. 

"While you're back there, lube her asshole, Georgia," Clint said. "I don't 
want my dear wife to suffer too much when I plug her shitter with my cock." 

Edna wormed her mouth and lips around her husband's thick prick while 
swaying back and forth in a gentle motion, savoring the wonderful 
tongue-fucking Georgia was providing. She gave a guttural cry of pleasure 
when the blonde suddenly withdrew her tongue and fucked it directly into her 
buttery asshole. 

Edna pressed her ass back even harder into the blonde's face, then dropped 
to her elbows and used her hands to cup and fondle Clint's big balls. She 
managed this tricky maneuver without removing her lips and tongue from the 
underside of his bloated prick. 

"Damn, yeah! Now we're starting to cook!" Clint rasped, dropping his hands 
from his wife's tits and reaching over to spread her asscheeks, allowing 
Georgia's mouth and tongue more freedom in fucking in and out of Edna's 
asshole. 

As passion engulfed her, Edna clawed her fingers over Clint's huge balls and 
rubbed her tongue in blistering strokes up and down the long length of his 
cock. She rolled her ass in tight circles, allowing her asshole to suck in 
Georgia's penetrating tongue and moaning happily as her slow-building climax 
finally erupted. Her pussy cream gushed from her trembling cunt passage and 
dripped down her creamy thighs. In the heat of her pleasure, she suddenly 
craved something more substantial impaling her shitter than the blonde's 
tongue. 

With a bold confidence inspired by her raging lust, Edna suddenly pushed 
away from her husband's prick and balls and huskily begged Clint to fuck her 
asshole. 

"Do it, damn you!" she growled. "I want your cock in my ass! Fuck me there! 
I can't wait!" 

"Have I ever denied you anything?" Clint hissed with a sneer as Georgia fell 
back. "Move around here and keep your butt way up in the air." 

Edna moved quickly, turning around on the bed, staying on her hands and 
knees, careful to keep her ass up and easily exposed for her husband's cock. 
She panted and gasped as she waited, eager to feel his huge fucker slice 
into the throbbing cavity of her puckered shitter. 

Clint gripped her asscheeks firmly and squeezed them apart as he poked his 
swollen cockhead against her asshole. He teased her with playful jabs. She 
looked just in time to see Georgia's blonde-haired cunt being pushed into 
her face. 

"This will give you something to chew on while Clint fucks your ass," 
Georgia said, rubbing her bushy pussy against Edna's face. "Get a good 
whiff, then give me a good tonguing, Edna. Prove that I've taught you well." 

Edna speared her tongue through the tangle of blonde pussy hair just as 
Clint leaned forward and popped the entire head of his cock into her 
asshole. She screamed as the searing pain streaked across her nerves and she 
tried to twist away from the devastating attack. 

Georgia's hands sandwiched Edna's head in place while Clint tightened his 
hold on Edna's asscheeks, locking her into position, making it impossible 
for her to escape the double dose that awaited her. 

"No! Nnnooo! You're too big!" Edna bellowed, her screams getting muffled by 
Georgia's cunt. "Your cock is ripping my asshole apart! Please, don't! I 
can't stand it!" 

Each time she opened her mouth to cry out, she got another mouthful of 
fleecy blonde cunt hair and the tart taste of Georgia's glistening wet 
pussy. But that was glorious compared to the burning pain that paralyzed her 
as Clint continued to fuck his cock deeper and deeper into her ass. 

Then, through the fiery pain, a violent shuddering jarred Edna's pussy and 
the heat of the pain became no match for the scorching passion that swelled 
throughout her pussy. She couldn't explain it and didn't try as she plowed 
her tongue through Georgia's pussy slit and flicked it up and down the slimy 
gulch. She eagerly slurped the salty-sweet nectar. And at the same time, her 
own pussy quivered as Clint's corkscrewing prick nudged her ass guts. 

"It's killing me!" she shouted, her voice lost in the moist cavern of 
Georgia's cunt. "Aaaahhhh! Keep fucking my asshole, darling! Oh! Oooohhhh! 
Your big cock is going to gut me!" 

She didn't dare twitch her hips or rotate her ass to assist his tremendous 
cock as it fucked deeper into her tight asshole. Edna tried to relax, but 
the gyrations her violent orgasm triggered made such a notion impossible. 
Her confused mind swirled as her body savored the ecstasy that smothered her 
senses. She lapped greedily at Georgia's syrupy cunt gash and yelped with 
each jab of her husband's prick deeper into her asshole. 

Then, just as she thought his enormous prick was going to do severe damage 
to her ass, she felt his gigantic load of jism shower her ass guts. 
Thankfully, Clint had blasted his cum-load without a long delay. 

Clint grunted as his cock blasted jism. His hands dug into the firm flesh of 
his wife's rounded asscheeks, and she felt his whole body tremble while his 
come raced out of his balls. His cum-spitting cock jerked and convulsed 
inside her clinging asshole. 

As her tight ring of ass muscles squeezed around his cock, her cunt 
shuddered again and again, flexing on its own and spewing her cunt juice 
over her crotch and onto her thighs. Still, Clint's cum gushed into her ass 
in a seemingly unending blast. His grunts intensified into growls of ecstasy 
while she whimpered and somehow endured the cum enema he was giving her. 

Mercifully, he managed to pop his cock out of her ass and collapsed on the 
bed beside his wife. 

Edna's whimpers gradually died, but the throbbing and aching in the buttery 
depths of her shitter lasted long after trickles of his jizz flowed back out 
of her ravaged asshole. 

If she had longed for rest, Edna was disappointed. Just as she tried to ease 
into peaceful sleep, Davey straddled her chest and shoved his stiff prick 
against his lips. She stirred beneath the teenager's weight and cut her eyes 
from side to side, hoping for understanding and help from Georgia or Clint. 
Instead, her husband and her neighbor were giving the boy encouraging nods 
and winks. 

The teenager, obviously aroused by the lewd spectacle he had just witnessed, 
eagerly shoved his stiff prick between her lips. There wasn't much Edna 
could do to stop him. She took his fuck-meat and immediately considered 
herself lucky that Davey's prick didn't nearly match her husband's in size 
or thickness. 

Her mouth easily accommodated the boy's cock, and she sucked it in with one 
smooth motion. He groaned with pleasure as his cockhead nudged the back of 
her throat, and Edna automatically reached up to play with his balls. 

"She's a real natural-right, Davey?" Clint rasped with a chuckle. 

"I'll say," the teenager gasped, rocking his lips to and fro, fucking his 
prick in and out of Edna's mouth. "I'd never get tired of this!" 

"Neither does she," Georgia laughed, reaching over and handling Clint's 
prick. "Honey, why don't you tongue Edna's pussy while she's sucking you 
off?" she suggested to her son. "Seems like the least you can do for her." 

The boy shrugged as a smirk formed on his lips. Seconds later he turned, 
swinging his leg over the brunette's head and stretching himself down her 
body. He nestled his face against her pussy patch and flicked his tongue 
along the juiced-up cunt gash. 

Edna moaned, unable to hide the pleasure that zipped through her. She 
squirmed on the bed and gulped on the boy's stiff prick. Now, with his 
asscheeks in front of her face, she gripped the taut flesh and squeezed as 
if for leverage as he began up-and-down motions of his hips. His cock fucked 
in and out of her mouth, and it delighted her when the teenager 
instinctively developed a rhythm to his bouncing ass and the flicks of his 
tongue over her pussy. 

He zeroed in on her clit, and Edna went wild. She humped and thrashed, 
feeling the marvelous sensations pulsing through her. Once again, her pussy 
churned and convulsed as her arousal soared. She responded by feasting on 
the teenager's prickmeat as if it were her last meal. 

Meanwhile, she was aware of movement beside her on the bed. She knew her 
husband and Georgia were doing something, but because of Davey's legs 
straddling her head, her view was blocked. All she could do was hear the 
lusty sounds from the other two as they giggled and moaned. 

Soon Davey picked up the urgency of his mouth-fucking strokes. He hammered 
his cock into her throat, almost gagging her. But Edna made the necessary 
adjustments and didn't miss a beat as she sucked and massaged his prick with 
her mouth. 

Davey suddenly speared his tongue into her seething fuck-hole, and that was 
all Edna needed to push her into orgasm. She bucked and shuddered as her cum 
flowed throughout her cunt channel. At almost the same instant, the boy's 
prick jerked inside her mouth and blasted a pulpy load of jism. 

The brunette gulped and swallowed, frantic to keep up with the jets of cum 
that shot into her mouth. She drank the boy's tasty cum-load even as she 
savored her own climax. She loved the slurpy sounds he made as he lapped up 
her spilling cunt cream, and the exquisite tingling sensations in her pussy 
jangled her senses with sweet vibrations. 

When the boy rolled off her, she finally saw what her husband was up to. 
Immediately, she was captivated by the sight. 

Clint was fucking his huge prick into Georgia's ass. The blonde's long legs 
were lifted high and draped over Clint's shoulders. His hands were cupping 
her buns, holding her in place as he fucked her ass, while only her head and 
shoulders rested flat on the bed. 

Clint caught Edna's gaze and his expressive eyes twinkled. It was a silent 
signal that touched Edna's heart. Happiness welled inside her as she 
suddenly saw a hint of the affection that Clint still had for her. 

"Sit on her face!" Clint hissed, looking right at Edna. "Do it, honey! It 
turns me on, seeing Georgia eat your cunt." 

Edna didn't have to be told twice. She obeyed her husband instantly, 
straddling the blonde's lovely face and sitting gingerly, lowering her 
jizz-brimming pussy onto the woman's mouth. She faced her husband and 
smiled. 

"I've missed you," she whispered, even as Georgia's tongue snaked up through 
her creamy cuntal fold and wiggled into her pussy hole. "I'm sorry about 
everything else." 

He chuckled, then grunted, exerting effort to slam his prick in and out of 
the blonde's gripping shitter. "I'm sorry about a few things, too," he said. 
"It took Georgia to show me the kind of attention a woman needs. I've been 
wrong, leaving you alone so much." 

"Well, we can change a lot of things now," Edna gasped, immediate waves of 
pleasure sweeping through her pussy, jarring her nerves as Georgia's tongue 
acted like a small, active cock inside her pussy. 

Clint smiled as he reached for his wife. In the next instant, husband and 
wife climaxed. Clint's jizz shot into Georgia's asshole just as Edna's pussy 
convulsed and gushed her cum into the blonde's slurping mouth. 

Clint and Edna sealed the moment with a passionate embrace and a smoldering 
kiss. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

The mouth-watering aroma of a special dinner filled the cozy kitchen. Edna 
smiled in sweet anticipation as she glanced again at the clock above the 
stove. Clint would be home for the whole weekend and he should be arriving 
in a matter of minutes. 

She squeezed her thighs and thrilled to the tingling pressure that answered 
in her cunt. Already, her nipples were stiffening in arousal. She couldn't 
wait for her husband to take her in his arms again. 

She moved into the den and sat on the sofa. Still smiling, she recalled the 
week. Changes had been made, and the results had been fabulous. Clint now 
came home two nights during the week and, though it meant a couple of hours' 
driving time, they both agreed the benefit the added time together gave 
their marriage was well worth it. But now it was Friday, and Edna looked 
forward to the whole weekend with Clint. 

In talks with her husband over the last few days, Edna learned that she had 
been taking Clint for granted. She admitted that her recent sexual 
adventures merely proved that fact. None of her other lovers, while exciting 
initially, came near giving her the special magic she felt with Clint. 

Clint also admitted that lately he had lost sight of the really important 
things in his life. Almost losing her, he told her, had frightened him like 
nothing else. 

Suddenly she heard the front door open, and all the recent memories were 
swept away. She rushed to meet him just as he entered. In the hallway, they 
embraced and kissed like the honeymooners they believed themselves to be. 

"Tired of being away from you," he said, squeezing her against him. "But all 
of that's changing. Monday I start with a residential air conditioning 
company. They promised I'll be with a crew working only this area." 

"Honey! That's terrific!" she exclaimed. "Tell me all about it!" 

"Later," he said huskily. "Right now, something is on my mind." 

She felt the throbbing bulge of his big cock against her, and she had to 
smile. "I like the way your mind works," she purred, touching his hard-on 
through his slacks. 

Clint lifted her into his arms and moved toward the bedroom. He dropped her 
onto the bed and hastily stripped. She giggled like a schoolgirl as he got 
naked and joined her on the bed. She lay passively as he slowly stripped 
her. 

They snuggled together, kissing and licking, suddenly taking it slow, 
savoring the sensations. His fingertips traced her nipples, and she purred 
again, licking her lips and grinning up at her husband. Excitement coursed 
through her. 

So much good news, she thought, glutting herself on the happy feelings and 
the wondrous sensations Clint was sparking as he toyed with her tits. 

She ran her hands over his flesh, feeling down for his huge cock. She 
grabbed his fuck-meat and rubbed her fingers up and down the thick, full 
cockshaft. 

"I love you, Clint Waters," she breathed. "I could never love anyone but 
you." 

"You're just hot and horny," he teased, slipping a hand down over her damp 
pussy. He leaned down and kissed her tits. 

"You make me that way," she retorted, giggling as she fed him a tit. 

He slipped a finger inside her cunt. Edna squirmed and humped gently against 
it, cooing and moaning as delight filtered through her. 

Gradually, she inched her way down alongside his body until she could kiss 
his cock. She sucked the prick-knob into her mouth, then made a ring with 
her lips, taking his cock deeply. Clint spread his legs wide apart, and Edna 
reached underneath to play with his balls. 

"You're the perfect woman for me," he husked, rolling one of her stiff 
nipples between fingertips. "I found out I couldn't stay away from you very 
long without going nuts." 

She smiled as she gulped more of his prick into her hot mouth. Then, he 
forced her mouth off his cock and smiled at her. 

"Get on your stomach," he whispered. 

"Whatever you want," she cooed. 

He parted her legs and climbed between them. She assisted by pulling her 
knees up and raising her ass. At the same time, she reached back between her 
spread legs to touch and fondle his balls. 

He moaned as he fucked into her. She sucked in her breath, thrilling to the 
tremendous pleasure of his mammoth fuck-meat slicing into her juicy pussy 
from behind. Her whole body shuddered as the instant waves of ecstasy fanned 
out over her. 

He lowered himself as his cock fucked to the hilt into her pussy. He reached 
around and squeezed the tops of her thighs, holding her close to him. He 
then rotated his ass in small, tight circles, letting her spasming cunt 
muscles massage his embedded prick. 

All the while, Edna played with his balls and swooned as her stuffed cunt 
hole clamped around his bloated prick. She shrieked happily when Clint 
finally started pumping his cock in and out of her pussy. 

She gave shrill cries of pure ecstasy as the first of many orgasms triggered 
her nerves. Her pussy heaved and spasmed, and her rich cunt nectar bathed 
his spearing fucker. She did her best to hump back against his corkscrewing 
prick, and the added friction was incredible. 

She came mightily, her cunt cream gushing in a frothy stream just in time to 
meet his thick flood of jism. They both squealed out their pleasure, then 
collapsed, hugging and giggling. 

For long minutes, he cradled her in his arms, leaving his prick wedged in 
her squeezing, wet pussy from behind. He cupped her tits as he kissed along 
the back of her neck, and Edna squirmed against his cozy embrace. 

"Now, tell me about the new job," she said softly, savoring the precious 
moments and the warm security of her husband's body against hers. 

"Well, one thing I forgot to mention is that our first job next week is next 
door at Georgia's," he said casually, obviously waiting for her reaction. 
"Her unit needs servicing." 

Edna turned her head slowly, smirking. "Yeah, but just remember how much 
you've already serviced her unit." 

They giggled together. "Jealous?" he whispered, squeezing her big tits and 
nuzzling her ear with his lips. 

"Mmmm, not at all," she purred. " Because I'll be right back there 
supervising the whole job." 

He laughed. "And hoping the real action starts when the crew leaves?" he 
chided. 

"Well, it did cross my mind," she said playfully. 

He laughed again as he eased his prick out of her just long enough to press 
her flat on the bed and fuck into her pussy again. He stabbed his prick into 
her fuck-hole, making her cry out joyously as she hiked her legs and wrapped 
them around his waist. She humped against his pounding prick, pressed her 
hands on the sides of his face and kissed him hotly on the lips. 

With Clint's cock fucking inside her, she continued to savor her happiness 
and the glorious sensations she was feeling. She knew now that a strong 
marriage could endure some rocky times. 

She also knew that the rocky times for her and Clint were over. 


THE END
