The Best Hot Wife
by Donna Allen


FOREWORD 

Is has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of 
Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this 
country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and 
teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn 
been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men-greed, lust, envy, 
and distress. 

THE BEST HOT WIFE is a story of every-day, responsible people whose lives 
are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, 
expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your 
neighborhood. Respectable citizens-yes, but not without the foibles and 
weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city. 

This story provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all 
must live, a look at America at the grass-roots level. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

It's too dangerous, she thought. You start something like that and you'll 
have a mountain of trouble. 

Mary Gardner glanced through her bedroom window at the boy in the yard 
outside. His name was Kevin, a neighborhood boy her husband had hired to do 
odd jobs around the house on weekends. 

The boy was cute. More than cute, he was adorable. He was the picture of 
health too. He had a healthy tanned face and a big grin. He reminded Mary of 
the boys she had known as a teenager, boys who had always wanted to touch 
her, to squeeze her tits and pinch her ass when they french kissed her. 

The boy had been working out in the yard for over an hour now. He was busy 
raking leaves and pruning bushes. At the moment he was standing near the 
window, sneaking glances into her bedroom when he thought she wasn't 
looking. 

Did she dare do anything with this young stud? She wanted to. She knew she 
was entitled to. He was obviously horny for her. And her husband hardly 
touched her. Paul didn't seem to care any more about fucking her except when 
he was bored and needed it for himself. She had needs that weren't being 
satisfied. A need for sex that seemed to be getting worse all the time. God, 
she needed what that boy had in his pants! 

She wondered if he was a virgin. This boy named Kevin. Kids nowadays lost 
their cherries early. There was no way this young stud was a virgin. And 
boys his age liked older women, didn't they? Older women turned them on. She 
felt her cunt grow wet. Did she dare do some-thing about her wet pussy? 

When she started to undress, she knew there was no turning back. If she was 
reading the kid right, he'd go crazy when he got a look at her body. And 
that was just what she wanted and needed. A randy boy with a hard cock. 

She quickly peeled her blouse off and deliberately walked back and forth in 
front of the window. Heart pounding, she showed him the swell of her tits in 
her lacy bra. She was proud of her tits and she had a right to be proud. 
They were big and ripe, the kind of tits teenage boys loved. 

She breathed deeply and deliberately, pulling back her shoulders to 
emphasize the curve of her tits. Eyes averted, she touched herself, running 
her fingers lightly over the huge cups of her bra. 

Then her breathing quickened as she slowly unhooked her bra and slipped it 
from her shoulders. She tossed the bra onto a chair and let her tits bounce 
free. It felt good to free her big tits from the confines of her bra. Her 
nipples tingled with excitement. They were puckered too, puckered and hard 
and hungry. She placed a hand under each tit and she turned to offer them to 
the teenager in the yard. 

He looked at her, looked directly at her and at her naked tits. She was 
certain he could see her. She smiled at him, stood there a moment longer, 
and then she turned away and she walked to the mirror. She brushed her hair 
a dozen strokes, put the brush down and walked to the window again. 

But now the boy was gone. A sudden panic seized Mary. Had she scared him 
off? Had the sight of her stripped to the waist just made the silly boy 
frightened enough to run away? 

Suddenly she heard a noise and she whirled around. He was there, standing 
there in the doorway, his face flushed, his eyes excited. 

He stared hungrily at her tits. "I thought maybe ..." 

His voice drained away. 

Mary chuckled. "Thought what, honey?" 

"If you don't want me here, I'll leave." 

"I didn't say that." 

Lips moist, tongue darting, she thrust her tits out and stared openly at his 
crotch. A joyful giggle escaped her lips when she saw the bulge in his 
jeans. He had a hard-on, all right, a beautiful, big hard-on. And her pussy 
quivered and creamed at the sight of it. 

"How old are you?" 

"Old enough." 

She teased him. "Old enough for what?" 

He blushed, his eyes feasting on her tits. "Old enough for whatever you 
want." 

A quiver went through Mary. She liked that. She liked his grit. 

She moved to the window and closed the blinds. Then she returned to the boy 
and stood directly in front of him. She thrust her tits out and licked her 
lips. Her eyes sparkled defiantly. "Go on, touch them. The way your eyes are 
popping out of your head, you'll go blind if you don't do something. Touch 
my tits. Touch them all you want." 

He reached out. His eyes glazed over, he used both hands to cup her big 
tits. With a soft groan, he began fondling them, weighing them, running his 
fingers over her bulging titflesh. 

She loved it. She loved the hunger in his eyes and in his hands. She felt 
cuntjuice oozing out of her pussy. The feel of the boy's hands on her tits 
was incredibly exciting. He was growing more confident now. He squeezed her 
tits and ran his fingers over their undersides. He pulled on her puckered 
nipples, pulling them out and making them even longer. A grunt of excitement 
came from his throat as he dug his fingers into her tender flesh. 

"Use your mouth," she said. "What?" 

"Suck my nipples, honey!" 

She grabbed his head and pulled it down. She pressed the hot point of a tit 
into his mouth. Heart pounding, she moaned as he sucked on her nipple. She 
looked down at his crotch. The hard outline of his cock against his jeans 
made her quiver with excitement. 

Such a long time had passed since she'd touched a boy like this. It would 
feel so good to have his cock inside her hot pussy. She knew he'd last a 
long time. Boys his age could go on and on. Teenage boys were like fucking 
machines, hard pricks and pink balls swollen with an endless supply of jism. 

She worked her lips, almost tasting his cock in her mouth. She imagined how 
it would feel on her tongue. How his balls would taste. Just thinking about 
it drove her wild. 

"Go on, sit down," she said. "Sit on the bed and I'll let you suck some 
more." 

She giggled at the way he rushed to sit on the edge of the mattress. She 
moved forward to hang her tits over his face and his mouth quickly captured 
a nipple. 

She couldn't wait to get her hands on him. 

Again she wondered how experienced he was. Teenagers knew all about sex. 
Maybe fancy sex. It hurt a little as he sucked first one and then the other 
nipple until they were both as hard as spikes. He moved from left to right, 
sucking and nibbling and lashing her nipples with his tongue. Her tits were 
very sensitive and she moaned loudly as her excitement mounted. 

"That's enough, sweetie." 

"Huh?" 

"Stand up and we'll do something else." 

She sat down on the edge of the bed and she told him to stand before her. 
She worked at his jeans and soon she had his jeans and shorts down to his 
knees. His hard young prick sprang free, quivering with excitement, the tip 
dewy with cockjuice. 

With a giggle, she closed her fingers around the base of his cockshaft and 
peeled back his foreskin to expose his pink cockhead. 

"Hey, look at this. You're hot, aren't you, baby?" 

He was too dazed to answer. He groaned. She giggled again as she cupped his 
balls, bouncing them against the palm of her hand. A drop of cockjuice fell 
off the tip of his prick onto her fingers. 

The plum-shaped head of his cock was like velvet under her fingertips. She 
loved the feel of his hard cockshaft, hard as iron and throbbing with each 
beat of his heart. She ran her fingers up and down his fuck-pole, pumping 
gently but firmly. 

Sniffing at him now, she moved her face closer to his prick and touched her 
lips to the taut skin of his cock-knob. It felt so hot and smooth. Like 
velvet. 

The teenager groaned and threw his head back. His cock surged and grew even 
larger. Opening her mouth, Mary blew her warm breath over his oozing 
cockhead and began licking. She licked up the cockjuice gushing from his 
cocktip and stuck her tongue into the tiny slit. She licked and sucked until 
he shivered violently. 

His prick was now wet with her saliva. She took the very tip of his cock 
between her lips and felt it pulsate on her tongue. She licked her way down 
his cockshaft, her pussy convulsing as her tongue danced over his cock. 

Her jaws wide open, she sucked his entire cockhead inside her mouth and 
closed her lips around the rim. 

She sucked hungrily, slurping with her lips and tongue. She loved having her 
mouth stuffed with a hot dick. Her pussy quivered with anticipation and lust 
as she engulfed his cock with her mouth. She took him in deeper and deeper 
and before she knew it his cockhead was lodged in the back of her throat. 

Her lips were stretched wide and her nostrils flared. She felt happier than 
she had in ages. His hard cock felt wonderful. She drenched it with her 
saliva as she sucked up and down. Her head bobbed now as the stretched ring 
of her lips moved back and forth, up and down, along his throbbing 
cockshaft. 

Her jaws ached, but she didn't mind. Her tongue swirled and stroked and 
licked nonstop. The boy whipped his hips back and forth now. He held her 
head, locking his fingers in her hair. He moaned and bucked his hips, 
thrusting him-self inside her mouth. 

Suddenly he stiffened and she pulled back until only his cockhead remained 
in her mouth. The first squirt of hot jism gushed onto her tongue. She 
swallowed quickly, hungry for more, pulling at his spurting prick with her 
lips. 

His thick, pungent cock-cream gushed out now. Her mouth was full of it, full 
of his hot teenage spunk. Squirt after squirt of it filled her mouth, 
washing over her gums and teeth and tongue. 

She loved it. She sucked frantically, using her lips to milk his cockhead, 
eager to get every drop of his precious fuck-fluid. When there was no more 
jism to be had, she pulled her mouth from his cockhead and lapped it clean. 

She fondled his balls, then wiped her lips with her tongue and swallowed the 
last few drops of his cock-cream. Like dessert, she thought. She knew she 
could get him hard again. He was young and horny and he'd be eager for 
another round. 

"Was that good for you, baby?" 

He looked more confident now, more sure of himself and what they were doing. 
"Yeah, I came a lot." 

Mary giggled. "I should say so. Come on, get your clothes off and let me 
have a look at you." 

She helped him get naked. He had a lean hard body, like a young stallion 
with that hard little ass in back and his randy cock and balls in front. She 
ran her hands over his ass and his pink balls and then she told him to he 
down on the bed while she got the rest of her clothes off. 

"I can tell you're not a virgin." 

"Yeah, I've been with a few girls." 

"I bet you have." 

She finished undressing. She tossed her clothes on the floor and watched as 
the teenager stared at her pussy. He seemed to be fascinated by her thick 
cunt-bush. Her pussy grew hotter at the sight of him staring at her. 

Aware of his eyes on her mound, she touched her wet cuntlips. She wanted to 
be fucked. She stood there looking down at him and smiling as she thought 
how irresistible he was. 

"You're a doll," she said. "Move over and make room for me." 

It didn't take long for his cock to grow and get hard again. She took the 
thick stem in her hands and began caressing it lightly. She guided him onto 
his back on the bed and positioned herself on her knees between his legs. 
She continued playing with his cock and balls. Lord, how she loved the feel 
of his young balls, the hair nothing but fuzz on the pink skin of his 
ball-bag. 

She gently fondled his cock, pumping it slowly but steadily. She didn't want 
him coming again. Not now. Not this way. But maybe just another taste of it. 
She told herself if she was careful she could suck his prick again. Unable 
to resist, she lowered her head and lapped her tongue over his cockmeat. She 
swab-bed her tongue up and down his cockshaft and shivered as she took his 
swollen knob into her mouth. Once again she sucked happily on his teenage 
prick. Once again she relished the taste and feel of him. 

Then she straddled him, squatting down over his prick. She guided his 
cockhead to the mouth of her cunt and with a thrust forward she took him 
inside her. Her cunt was wet and slimy and she began gyrating wildly, 
squirming her hips as she fucked him. 

She felt his cock stirring inside her. His cock wasn't that big, just big 
enough to fit easily inside her cunt. Wildly aroused, she rocked up and down 
the length of his prick. Each time she pushed down, his cockshaft caressed 
her clit. 

Then she came suddenly. Her pussy spasmed, gripping his cockshaft. She rode 
him, bucking her ass as she fucked up and down. Cuntjuice oozed out of her 
and washed over him. Her en-tire cunt was swollen and feverish. She flexed 
her cunt muscles, clutching his prick with her spasming pussy. 

The boy groaned and thrust upward, driving his prick deep inside her pussy. 
She moaned at the force of his thrusting. He whipped into her now, slamming 
his prick in her cunt again and again. 

Clutching his ass with both hands, she cried out with pleasure. She loved 
the way his cock plowed into her. She rocked up and down as wave after wave 
of ecstasy washed over her body. 

Then suddenly he was on top of her, grunting and groaning and slamming into 
her. A cry came out of her throat as he began squirting his prick-juice in 
her cunt. She came with him, encircling his body with her arms and legs, her 
spasming cunt milking the jism from his cock, her ass pumping as she worked 
to drain his balls. 

Oh yes, she thought. She had no regrets now. Husband or no husband, this was 
not something a woman had to be sorry about. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

"I bet you've never been here before," the man said. 

Mary was sitting alone at a bar, and now this man had moved to her side and 
started talking. She'd walked into the bar only to cool off a bit during a 
hot afternoon, but now she understood that maybe she could have more than 
just a cool drink. 

He was nice looking and she smiled at him. "How do you know that?" 

"Hell, if you'd been here before I'd sure have remembered it. You're the 
prettiest thing that's walked in here in a long time." 

She let him go on, encouraging him with her smile and the way she reacted to 
his wit. She liked his style. He said he was a salesman and he sure was a 
smooth talker. 

Well, I need it, she thought. She'd had nothing but her dull husband in 
weeks. That teenage boy she'd fucked was nothing but a memory now. Her 
husband was a decent meal ticket, but he never seemed to be in the mood for 
anything exciting. 

The man she was with now said his name was Frank Draper. Mary wondered what 
he looked like naked. She wondered about the size of his prick. She 
fantasized that he was caressing and fondling her. She imagined him sucking 
her nipples and licking her belly, dropping his mouth between her thighs and 
sucking her pussy until she screamed. 

She imagined his cock and pictured herself stroking it. She would kiss it 
gently and then take it into her mouth. He had dark hair and she imagined 
the dark bristly hair covering his balls and ringing the base of his cock. 
She imagined what it would be like to have him fuck her mouth with his prick 
until his crotch hair tickled her nose at the end of each thrust. "Hey, 
you're nice," Frank said. "Well, you are too." 

"We could have another round here, but maybe it would be nicer to go 
somewhere else." 

"Like where?" 

He smiled at her. "How about my place?" 

She liked the fact that he was direct about it. "All right, let's go there." 

Some of the people looked at them as they walked out and it turned her on. 
Yes, we're going off to fuck, she thought. They were going off to fuck and 
she hoped that she'd get what she wanted out of it. 

He lived in a clean little apartment not far from the cocktail lounge. He 
hadn't touched her yet, not even a kiss on the cheek. 

"I'll make us some drinks," he said. 

"And I'll use the bathroom, if you don't mind." 

Inside the John she was nervous again. But she collected herself, fixed her 
face and told herself she was doing what she wanted. This was certainly more 
exciting than driving home to wait for Paul. 

When she came out of the bathroom and returned to the living room, Frank 
handed her a cold daiquiri. She sipped it and smiled at him, and then 
suddenly she was in his arms and they were kissing. 

His arms were around her. A chill ran down her spine as she felt his hands 
on the small of her back. She felt his belly pressed against hers and his 
bone-hard prick pressed against her crotch. 

"Yeah, I like you," he said. 

"And I like you too." 

One of his hands came around between them. He slid his fingers over her 
tits, settled on her left tit and began playing with her nipple through her 
clothes. She trembled and went limp in his arms. It felt so wonderful when 
he squeezed her nipple, pulling and tugging it into erection. 

He kissed her again and then he started undressing her. She stood there 
holding her daiquiri in her hand, smiling at him as he worked to get the 
buttons and hooks undone. 

Her husband hadn't undressed her like this since the night of their 
honeymoon. Her excitement was intense as Frank helped her step out of her 
skirt. 

"You're a doll," he said. "You're absolutely perfect." 

When he had her clothes off, when she was down to her bra and panties, he 
told her to sit on the sofa. He then got down on his knees and he began 
kissing her legs and thighs. Finally he buried his face in her crotch. 

Mary shuddered. She looked down and watched him, watched him nuzzle there 
between her spread thighs. Her husband hardly ever did it to her. Sometimes 
Paul acted as if her pussy turned him off. 

Frank noisily sniffed her cunt through her panties. Her crotch was wet with 
her juices, but he seemed to like it. She spread her legs wider and offered 
him all of her wet, crotch-covered pussy. 

Eat it, she thought. Eat my cunt, lover. Eat it and make me happy. 

With a growl, Frank closed his mouth on her pussy and nibbled her swollen 
cuntlips through the thin material of her panties. 

She moaned, squirming her ass as she felt his tongue. She was frustrated and 
she had an urge to reach down and rip her panties off so his tongue could 
really get at her pussy. 

Finally he pulled his face away from her crotch and he looked up at her. 
"Let's make it to the bed, baby. I've got a big bed in there and we can get 
comfortable on it." 

She knew where the bedroom was. She carried her drink in one hand, wiggling 
her ass a little to tease him as she walked in front of him. 

"I like this place," she said. "I like the way you set it up." 

"It's comfortable." 

"Comfortable and nice to look at." 

The bed in the bedroom was indeed big. She put her drink down and then she 
stretched out on the bed and he began kissing her again. He flicked his 
tongue between her tits and over her belly and dipped it into her belly 
button. 

When he finally rose up to undress, she watched him peel off his clothes. 
Her heart pounded. Then he was down to his shorts and she could see the 
evidence of his hard cock. It looked big and her pussy moistened and 
quivered in response to the apparent size of him. 

He teased her by pulling his shorts down very slowly. She glimpsed his cock 
hair first and then the shaft of his cock. Finally she could see his 
cockhead, his fat purplish cockhead as his prick sprang free of his shorts. 

Lovely, she thought. There was nothing lovelier than a heavy swinging prick. 

She gazed hungrily at his thick, heavily-veined cock. His cock dripped clear 
juice as his cock swayed with every movement of his body. His big hairy 
balls were low-hanging and covered with thick bristly hair. The dark 
bristles grew down over his strongly-muscled thighs. He looked like an 
animal ready to fuck and she felt her entire pussy swell with anticipation. 

Her fingers curling around his prick, he grin-ned at her. "How much time do 
you have?" 

"Just an hour or two." 

"Then stand up and let me finish undressing you." 

She rose up and did it herself. Quickly, she unhooked her bra and yanked her 
panties off. His eyes sparkled at the first sight of her big succulent 
nipples. 

"Gorgeous tits." He pushed her tits together and licked both nipples 
simultaneously. Then he pressed his nose between her tits and licked the 
smooth skin of her cleavage. In a moment he was back licking her nipples 
again and this time he chewed and nipped them with his teeth. Soon the 
sensitive buds were raw and swollen, but she loved it. 

She slipped a hand down over his back and around his hip. At last she took 
hold of his prick. She grasped his fat cockhead and smeared his juices over 
it. Then she wet his shaft with the gummy juice and returned her thumb to 
his pisshole for more. 

For the first time now she touched Frank's big balls. She probed gently at 
first, but soon she grew bolder. She took both big balls in her hand and 
squeezed. Carefully. The feel of his big balls in her hand was wonderful. 

Now he urged her down on the bed again. With a grunt, he placed his hands on 
her knees and made her open her legs wide. She giggled when he stared 
intently at her exposed pussy. She blushed like a teenager and quivered 
under his hot gaze. There was lust in his eyes. There was no mistaking it. 
She trembled when he pried open her cuntlips and exposed the red slimy meat 
of her pussy and her stiff aching clit. 

"I like looking at a pussy," he said. 

"Well, I can tell that." 

"You've never had children, have you?" 

"No, not yet." 

"It's perfect. It's a damn beautiful cunt. Hold it open for me so I can see 
more of it." 

She trembled with excitement as she did what he wanted. He teased her by 
taking his time. He made her hold her cuntlips open while he continued 
staring at her cunt. He told her to pinch out her clit until it stood out at 
attention like a tiny cock at the top of her wet slit. 

"Oh God, it's too much," she said. 

"What's too much?" 

"No one has ever looked at me like this!" 

"But you like it, don't you?" 

"Yes, I like it! I certainly do like it!" 

He went down on her now. He slipped his thighs under her ass, pushed her 
knees back to her boobs and bent forward so that her pussy was spread out 
under his face. She could see it all. She had never seen a man eat her like 
this and it fascinated her. 

She could actually see his tongue probing her cuntlips and slithering into 
the mouth of her pussy. The hot stabbing of his tongue inside her body made 
her shudder with excitement. 

It seemed like a miracle. Two hours ago they hadn't know each other and now 
here he was licking up the juice gushing from her pussy. She heard the 
noises he made as he slobbered over her dripping cunt. She dug her heels 
into his shoulders and pulled her knees back even further. Soon he had his 
chin resting against her asshole. 

There, too, she thought. She could feel the stubble on his chin rubbing 
against her asshole and it made her crazy with lust. 

Frank was biting her cuntlips now, drawing them into his mouth and sucking 
on the hairy flaps. Her clit felt bigger than ever and more sensitive. God, 
it throbbed! When he finally closed his lips around it, a long moan of 
delight escaped her throat. 

He clutched her ass with his hands and shoved his thumbs inside her pussy. 
He stretched her cunt wide open and after a few more moments of sucking on 
her clit he brought her over the edge. 

She heaved and pumped her cunt at his face as she came. 

He continued licking and sucking and slurping her pussy, scooping up large 
globs of cunt-juice and swallowing them down. 

Finally he pulled his face away from her snatch. "Hey, that's good, baby. 
You came hard." 

"Oh boy, did I ever!" 

"I like that. I like a woman who knows how to come." 

He was getting ready to fuck her now and the sight of his big hard cock 
excited her all over again. She hungered for his dick now, not his tongue. 
She wanted something big inside her to stretch her wide and fill her up. To 
pound her and ignite her clit once more. 

She raised her knees and widened her thighs as he knelt before her. He 
positioned his prick in the mouth of her cunt and a moment later his big 
cock was sliding inside her. 

How good it felt! She instinctively clamped her cunt muscles around his 
thick prick and draped her legs over his shoulders. 

He began moving his cock in long slow thrusts in and out of her tightly 
clenching pussy. Once again, because of their position, she could see 
everything. She could see his juice-drenched cockshaft each time he pulled 
out. He was able to penetrate her deeply in this position and she loved it. 

Frank was pounding her now, slamming into her cunt, battering her with his 
hard-driving cock. Suddenly, just when she thought he was going to come, he 
pulled out and grinned at her. 

"How about rolling over so I can do it from the rear?" 

"All right, if that's what you want." 

Eager to regain his prick, she rolled over onto her belly. He lifted her so 
that her ass stuck up in the air. She was offering herself to him just like 
a bitch in heat now. A hot horny bitch in heat. He stroked her ass and 
pulled her cunt-lips apart with his thumbs. And then he groaned and fucked 
into her. 

She wriggled her hips, moving her ass from side to side, urging him on. His 
cock penetrated her even more deeply in this position. She whimpered with 
pleasure when he leaned over her back and grabbed her hanging tits. 
Squeezing her tits, he continued ramming his prick in and out of her juicy 
pussy. 

She moaned with excitement as she pressed her ass against his belly. Her 
pussy was spasming again, waves of pleasure washing over her body. She was 
about to come when he once more pulled his prick out of her cunt. 

"Oh God, what now?" she said. 

"I want you to sit on it. If you sit on it, I can see those beautiful tits 
bounce around." 

She did what he wanted. When he was stretched out on his back, she knelt 
over him. She spread her cuntlips apart with one hand and with the other 
hand she stuffed his cockhead inside her pussy. God, it was good! Soon his 
entire cock was in her pussy and she was riding him. Her juices bathed his 
cock and balls. She leaned over him, her tits bouncing and jiggling with 
every thrust. She threw her head back and shrieked when he began squeezing 
her tits. 

Pulling her forward by her tits, he humped his ass up and down, pumping his 
prick in and out of her grasping cunt. She moaned with lust when his cock 
rasped against her clit. Then he grabbed her ass and when she felt his 
fingers slipping into her asscrack, she shuddered violently. She came in an 
instant and this time her orgasm took her breath away. 

Without thinking, she rolled over on her side and Frank rolled with her. He 
continued kneading the flesh of her ass. She cuddled against him, kissing 
his neck and ears and shoulders. 

"God, I like the way you fuck," she said. 

"The cannon hasn't gone off yet." 

"Yes, I know. What do you want? Just tell me what you want and I'll do it." 

"Your ass turns me on." 

"Oh Lord!" 

"Don't worry, I'll be careful about it. I won't hurt you." 

A shudder went through her. "All right, you can do that if you want." 

She watched as Frank reached into a night-stand drawer and brought out a 
bottle of lotion. With a wink, he handed it to her. 

"Here, you do it. Spread it over my cock." 

"Promise you'll be careful." 

"Baby, don't worry about that. I'm going in there nice and easy." 

Heart pounding, she smeared some of the lotion on her fingers and spread it 
over his cock. When his prick was completely covered, she let him push her 
down until her butt was stuck up in the air. 

She tensed when she felt him smearing the lotion over her asshole. A moan of 
surrender came out of her throat when a moment later she felt his finger 
inside her shitter. 

You're getting more than you ever got from Paul, she thought. 

She loved having Frank's finger in there. Her asshole was well lubricated 
now and there was no pain at all. Nothing but pleasure. An unfamiliar hot 
pleasure she had never experienced before. 

Suddenly he shifted around and before she could object he was pushing his 
fat cockhead inside her tight little asshole. 

He was good. He kept only his cockhead inside her ass, waiting for her to 
stop squirming and relax. Only when she was loosened up and breathing 
normally did he plunge his entire prick inside her shitter. 

"How's that?" he said. "It's all right." 

"Better than all right?" 

"Yes, it's good. It's never been as good as this." 

He chuckled and began ramming his prick slowly in and out of her greased 
shit-tube. His cock felt like a huge salami inside her. She felt it all 
throughout her body and inside her pussy. 

Yes, it's good, she thought. She loved it. She loved having his fat cock in 
her ass. It served her husband right to have a stranger stick his prick up 
her backside. 

Frank was slamming into her more forcefully now. Her asshole was wide open 
and she imagined how stretched it must be to take a cock as big as this one. 
She slipped a hand down between her legs and touched herself. Then she began 
stroking her clit to the rhythm of his fucking. 

As his big cock rammed in and out of her asshole, she rubbed her clit in a 
frenzy. 

Then he grunted at her. "I'm coming, baby!" 

She came when she felt the first spurt of his hot jism and with a wild cry 
she clamped down her asshole muscles and sucked the cream out of his balls. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

On Wednesday of that week, Mary's husband announced he had to leave town on 
a business trip. 

"I hope you'll be all right while I'm away," Paul said. 

Mary looked at him and smiled. "Darling, you know I can take care of myself. 
There's nothing for you to worry about." 

"I don't like leaving you alone here." 

"But I'm not alone. I have the neighbors and I can always go to my sister's 
place if I need someone." 

Mary learned Paul would be gone at least ten days. He'd gone away on long 
business trips before, but this was the first time she actually felt happy 
about it. 

Ten days on my own, she thought. What a delight that would be. 

Now that she'd started playing around out-side her marriage, she was happy 
to have Paul out of her hair for a while. 

He left on Friday afternoon. She went to the hairdresser later on, and after 
that she went shopping downtown. She bought clothes and shoes, including 
some sexy underwear. At first she was worried she might be spending too much 
money, but then she told herself the hell with it, fuck Paul, the bastard 
owed it to her and if she was spending his money she deserved every penny of 
it. 

Friday evening she remained home and watched TV. She had plans for Saturday 
evening, but early Saturday afternoon the front doorbell rang and her plans 
for the day were soon changed. 

When Mary opened the front door, she found the kid Kevin standing there, the 
teenage boy she'd had such a nice time with. 

He smiled at her. "Hello, Mrs. Gardner." 

Mary chuckled. "I was wondering when I'd see you again." 

Then she noticed the other boy. Standing off to the side on the porch was a 
boy about Kevin's age. 

"This is my friend Jerry," Kevin said. "I thought you wouldn't mind if I 
brought him along to meet you." 

"How nice." 

Jerry was a big husky-looking kid with a leering grin on his face. She knew 
why Jerry was there and she knew what Kevin had in his horny little mind. 

Go on, do it, she thought. 

She smiled at them and invited them to come inside with her. 

Once the teenagers were inside the house, she quickly closed the blinds and 
prayed none of her neighbors would think of dropping in. 

Her knees trembled and her pussy quivered at the thought of having two men 
fuck her at once. Even if they were only boys. It would be a new experience 
for her and one she relished. 

She went to the kitchen and brought out beer for them. 

"I don't know if you're old enough, but I guess you'd like beer better than 
something else." 

She fixed herself a dry martini and chatted with the boys as she sipped it. 
She sneaked an occasional glance at the bulge in Jerry's crotch. She decided 
she wouldn't mind fucking him. He looked ready and able. Young boys with 
muscles had always turned her on. What she liked on a boy was a nice chest 
and wide shoulders and a hard little ass. But of course the most important 
thing was the cock. If a man knew how to use his dick none of the rest of it 
counted. 

Then she wondered what it would feel like to get fucked by two pricks at the 
same time. Where would they fuck her? Her mouth and her pussy? Her pussy and 
her ass? Her mouth and her ass? Was it really possible to get two cocks in 
her pussy at the same time? She'd read about it, but was it possible? She 
almost came just thinking about it. 

After the second martini and the second round of beers, they were telling 
jokes about sex and teasing each other. 

"I shouldn't be alone with two handsome men," Mary said. "I'm a married 
woman." 

Kevin snickered. "When is Mr. Gardner coming home?" Mary smiled. "Not for 
ten days." 

"Oh boy!" 

"Oh boy what, Kevin?" 

"We could have a party!' 

Mary giggled. "Sure, why not? We're all here, so why not have a party? What 
about you, Jerry? Would you like to have a party with us?" 

"Sounds good to me." 

"You can start, Kevin said to Mary. 

"Doing what, honey?" 

"Maybe you can show us your tits." 

A thrill went through her. "Just like that, huh? I guess you told Jerry all 
about us." 

"He's my best friend." 

She felt a little shy, but she knew she had no reason to be ashamed of her 
tits. Men had always liked her tits. Kevin seemed to want her to show off 
her tits and she wanted to please him. She slowly untied her halter top, let 
it slip off her shoulders and watched her tits swing free. 

"Hey, that's nice," Jerry said with a leer. Mary smiled at him. "What's 
nice?" 

"The nipples, baby. I like big nipples." 

"Don't call me baby. Call me Mary." 

"All right, I'll call you Mary. I like the tits, Mary." She wondered if he 
was as tough as he sounded. Suddenly she lifted her tits in her hands and 
raised them up in the air. She was proud of her big tits. It was thrilling 
to see the response in their eyes as she jiggled her tits on her palms. She 
shivered when she saw Jerry licking his lips. 

She walked towards them. 

"Maybe you boys would like to suck a little," she said. 

With a throaty giggle, she tugged on her nipples, pulling them out and 
inviting the boys to suck her sweet nubs. Her tits seemed to have grown 
bigger since she'd started cheating on Paul. They were more sensitive too. 
Having them sucked was almost as good as getting fucked. She could even feel 
the juice gushing out of her pussy, she was so turned-on. 

She fed him her tits, first Kevin and then Jerry. Using both hands, she 
pressed her nipples out and let each boy have a turn at each tit. She was 
amused at how hungry they were, how eager to have her tits in their mouths. 

After a while she pulled her tits away from their faces. 

"Come on, get some clothes off," she said. "You can't sit around here with 
your clothes on while I'm half naked." 

The boys glanced at each other, grinned and began undressing. They yanked 
their belts off and snickered as she squeezed and stroked her big tits. Mary 
shivered as they unzipped their flies, her pussy twitching with 
anticipation. 

Their jeans were soon off and now they were down to their shorts. Both boys 
were hard. She could see their big boners through their shorts. She could 
even see the outlines of their balls and the moisture in their cockheads. 
Jerry's cock looked incredibly big. 

Then the shorts came off, the cockmeat swinging free, both boys grinning at 
her as they proudly displayed their equipment. 

She sucked in her breath when she saw Jerry's prick. It was huge, like the 
cock of a horse. There must be nine or ten inches of it, she thought. Nine 
or ten inches of throbbing, horny fuck-meat with a pair of massive balls to 
match. 

Lord, he'll kill me with that thing! she thought with a giggle. She pictured 
his huge dick ramming into her. It would stretch her so wide her pussy would 
probably rip. It might kill me, she thought again, but what a wonderful way 
to go! 

She was dying to take it in her mouth. The best way to get to know a cock 
was to take it in her mouth and suck it. She could feel more with her mouth 
than with her pussy. She could lick and chew and suck and nibble. And she 
could taste his essence too. Kneeling down between Jerry's legs, she wrapped 
her fingers around the massive thickness of his prick. 

Just the feel of it made her pussy quiver and moisten. Even though he was 
hard, his foreskin covered half of his cockhead. After a quick squeeze of 
his cockshaft, she skinned him back to expose his huge pink cock-knob. 

She'd never touched such a big cock before. Hunching down, she began licking 
his knob as though it were an ice cream cone. She cupped his heavy balls, 
weighing them on her hand and jiggling them around. She licked all over his 
fat cockhead and then flicked her tongue up and down his cockshaft. She 
licked him until his prick glistened with her saliva and then she opened her 
jaws wide and took his entire cock-head into her mouth. 

I'm a born cocksucker, she thought as she munched away. She had a big cock 
in her mouth, at least the head of it, and she'd never been happier. She 
licked up the juice oozing from his prick and hungrily returned for more. 

His balls jumped in her hand. She dropped his nuts and began slowly pumping 
his thick cock-shaft with both hands. 

She glanced up and saw the sheer pleasure on his face. His eyes were shut 
tight and he was smiling. She watched his lips twitch as she , flicked her 
tongue over the underside of his cockhead. The feel of his teenage hard-on 
in her mouth was wonderful, wonderful enough to make her pussy-juice gush 
and drench her panties. 

She continued sucking his cockhead while she gently pumped his shaft. She 
couldn't get more than his cockhead in her mouth. It was just too big. How 
good it felt to have her fists full of cockmeat! How wonderful to have a big 
teenage prick in her mouth! 

Kevin was behind her now, his hands running over her back and around to feel 
her tits. Then his hands moved down to get at her panties. She giggled as 
she tried keeping Jerry's cock in her mouth while she was being undressed. 
Kevin yanked her panties down, his hands stroking her asscheeks as she 
squatted there in front of Jerry. 

Wriggling her bare ass, she sucked harder on Jerry's cockhead and stuck her 
tongue into his pisshole. Meanwhile Kevin ran his hands over her ass and 
boobs as she slobbered over his friend's fat cock-knob. 

Suddenly she felt Kevin stretch out under her until his face was directly 
beneath her pussy. She raised herself up and squatted over him. Now her 
pussy nudged his mouth and a moment later is tongue was probing her depths. 

Oh yes, she thought. Suck that cunt, baby. She loved squatting over a man's 
face while he sucked her pussy. She could feel her cuntjuice dripping down 
the insides of her thighs and she knew she must be dripping juice on Kevin's 
upturned face. Suck it, suck my goodies, she thought. 

Straining to open her jaws wider, she took in more of Jerry's cock. She 
stuffed her mouth with his teenage prick and before she knew it his cockhead 
was lodged in the back of her throat. Swallowing convulsively, her throat 
muscles gripped his massive cockhead. 

She gagged momentarily, but then she quickly recovered. She flicked her 
tongue over the hot tight skin of his prick. She sucked up the juice leaking 
out of his pisser. Below her, Kevin sucked away at her steaming cunt, 
thrilling her by thrusting his tongue inside her cunthole. 

As she sucked ravenously on Jerry's cock, she continued pumping his 
fuck-pole with both hands, encouraging him to come in her mouth. 

Now Jerry roared when she moved a hand under his nuts and tickled his 
asshole. The moment her finger touched his shitter, he roared again and 
started coming. 

Thick hot cum gushed out of his cock and in-to her mouth. She swallowed in a 
frenzy, but there was no way she could get it all. The pungent cream 
splashed out and dribbled down her chin. His balls danced a jig in her hand 
as he shot the last few spurts of jism into her sucking mouth. 

She had never taken such a big load before. God, she loved jizz. She 
continued swallowing, and when there was no more she squeezed his cockshaft 
and she managed to coax a few more drops out of his piss-hole. 

After licking him clean, she smeared the residue over her face. She didn't 
care what they thought of her. The jism was delicious and she didn't care 
who knew it. 

Meanwhile, she was still squatting over Kevin's face. Now she turned herself 
around and faced his upthrust cock. It wasn't as big as Jerry's, but it was 
big enough. Bending down, she took the whole thing in her mouth, all the way 
down to the base of his cockshaft. 

She pulled back a bit, slid a hand under his balls, quickly found his 
asshole and thrust her index finger into the puckered bud. He came quickly, 
pumping his spurting jism in her throat. He thrust and thrust, his cock 
spewing a tor-rent of thick jism into her wildly sucking mouth. 

Her throat and mouth tasting of jism, the horny housewife moaned happily as 
she rolled over. She had taken two loads in her mouth and loved it, but her 
pussy needed appeasing. She let the teenagers rest, but she squirmed her ass 
enticingly as she began masturbating. 

She didn't care what they thought about it. She was too hot to care about 
anything but get-ting some pleasure for herself. 

She thrust three fingers into her pussy and tasted the jism still on her 
tongue. She fucked her fingers in and out of her cunt and stroked her clit 
with her thumb. It excited her to have them watch her. Their pricks were 
swelling up again, getting ready for another round. They were kids and this 
time they'd last a long time. 

Rolling over, she positioned herself on her hands and knees. She swayed from 
side to side, deliberately showed them her ass. On an impulse she reached 
back and pulled her asscheeks open. 

"I want one of you to eat my pussy," she said. "How about you, Jerry? Why 
don't you get back there and suck on it?" 

Jerry groaned. Moving around, he knelt down behind her and ran his hands 
over the smoothness of her asscheeks. He rubbed a finger along the groove 
between her pussy and asshole. With a ragged sigh, she pushed her hairy cunt 
into his face. 

He was just a kid, but he knew how to tease her. He pried her hairy 
cunt-flaps open and barely touched her slimy cunt-folds. Suddenly she 
realized he was doing something to her asshole. He was sticking his fingers 
inside and stretching it out. 

She remembered the way Frank Draper had fucked her ass and how nice it had 
been. But this kid had a horse-cock and she was afraid of it. 

Frightened at the prospect of having Jerry's cock in her ass, she grabbed 
his cock and began kissing it. With a groan, he stretched out on his back 
and let her have her way. Meanwhile, Kevin sat nearby and chuckled as he 
watched them. 

"You like Jerry's big prick," Kevin said to Mary. 

She looked at him and smiled. "Honey, yours is just as nice. Jerry hasn't 
made it with me before and maybe he needs a little catching up." 

She realized that what she wanted was to have Jerry's cock inside her pussy. 
Straddling him, she held his big prick in one hand and positioned his 
cockhead at the entrance to her cunt. 

Barely breathing, she worked his cockhead inside her cunt-mouth. When her 
pussy was stretched to accommodate his prick, she gradually impaled herself 
on his huge cock. She bounced around until she had every inch of his giant 
horse-cock inside her and then she let out a shriek of unbridled pleasure. 

She began riding him, having the time of her life as she bucked her ass. 
Kevin had joined them and soon he was shoving his prick in her mouth. She 
eagerly sucked it as Jerry thrust his prick in and out of her wildly 
grasping pussy. 

She shuddered with pleasure at the double penetration. She drooled from her 
mouth and her cunt. Her lips sucked one cock and her pussy sucked another. 
When Kevin pulled out of her mouth and moved around behind her ass, she knew 
what he wanted and she wanted it too. She could take Kevin in her ass, all 
right. He was no bigger than Frank Draper. And if the boy was old enough to 
think of it, he was old enough to do it. 

He played with her asshole a moment and wet it down with saliva. Then he 
quickly entered her shitter. 

She went nuts. She had so much cockmeat in her, she could feel nothing else. 
The pleasure was hot and keen and more than she'd ever had before. She 
babbled wildly, her eyes rolling back in her head as the two cocks plunging 
into her merged into one. She was filled with cock, stuffed with it, her 
mind reeling as she came and came and came. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Mary smiled at the man sitting on the sofa in the living room. His name was 
Conrad and now he sat there with his fly open and his hard cock sticking out 
of his pants. 

This was Monday and Conrad had come to the house to fix the TV in the living 
room. He fiddled with the set nearly a half hour, and then she offered him a 
drink and soon after that the flirting started. She hadn't expected the TV 
repairman to be so cute and she hadn't expected it to be so easy to get to 
know him. 

"I like big cocks," she said. 

He grinned at her. "It's all yours, honey." 

What she said was true. She did like big cocks. Conrad's prick looked big 
enough to give her pussy a workout and that was all that counted. This was 
one of those days when the hunger in her pussy dominated everything. On 
Saturday she'd had Kevin and his friend, but on Sunday she'd had nothing but 
a boring day and she'd had to jerk-off twice just to keep her head together. 
Now this was Monday and here was this lovely man in her house. 

Conrad's cockhead was fat. His knob had a reddish-purple color and clear 
cockjuice was now leaking out of his pisshole. His cockshaft was thick and 
gnarled with blue veins. Mary quivered as she imagined that cockshaft 
stretching the mouth of her cunthole. 

Oh, I do want it, she thought. She didn't care about her husband and she 
didn't care if the neighbors noticed Conrad's truck parked out-side the 
house. All she cared about was the itch in her pussy and the prospect that 
Conrad would know how to fix it. He'd fixed the TV set and now he could fix 
her starving snatch. 

She walked away from Conrad, left him sitting on the sofa with his cock 
sticking out of his pants. She could feel his eyes on her ass as she moved 
across the room. She dawdled over the stereo, put on some records and 
adjusted the volume. 

She turned to smile at him. "I like music. How about you?" 

"I like whatever you like, honey." 

"I bet you'd like me to take my clothes off. You do want that, don't you?" 

She made the decision for him. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, peeled it 
off and draped it over the back of a chair. Her tits swelled over the white 
lace of her bra. She ran her hands over her tits, molding the globes with 
her fingers and then pinching her stiff nipples through the lace. 

At last she reached behind her, unhooked her bra and let it fall away from 
her tits. She smiled at the hot lust in his eyes. She tossed her bra on top 
of her blouse. Lifting her tits in her hands, she pointed her nipples at the 
ceiling and walked toward him. 

"I bet you're married," she said. 

He nodded, his eyes fixed on her tits. "We've got three kids." 

"Suck on my tits, will you? I love it when they're sucked." 

She leaned over and pushed one of her fat nipples into his mouth. She 
watched his lips stretch as she stuffed her titflesh into his face. He 
sucked with more skill then she expected. She could feel his tongue 
fluttering over the stiff point of her nipple. 

He sucked her tits awhile as she bent over his face, and then she moved back 
and he rose up to get his clothes off. 

She watched him. His cock had a banana curve. His big hairy balls looked 
bloated with jism. As she watched, a glob of clear juice drop-ped off the 
tip of his fat cockhead and fell to the floor. 

Finally he stood there with nothing but his socks on, one hand slowly 
stroking his cockshaft. 

"You're a pretty woman," he said. 

"I bet you say that to all the ladies." 

"Hell, you're prettier than most." 

She smiled. She enjoyed his admiration. She ran her hands over her tits, 
squeezing and pulling her nipples, and then she giggled and moved into his 
arms. 

They kissed. She felt his hard cock pushing against her belly. She liked the 
feel of his muscular body in her arms. Dropping one of her hands, she closed 
her fingers over his cock and slowly frigged it. 

"Mmmmm, you're so nice and hard!" 

"Why don't you get the rest of your clothes off?" 

"All right, I'll do that." 

"And after that you can give me some head." 

"All right, I'll do that too." 

She finished undressing, smiling at him as his eyes devoured her body. She 
told herself she deserved the admiration. She took good care of herself, 
exercised regularly to keep her thighs and ass looking good. When she was 
finally naked, she went to him again, took hold of his cock and crouched 
down in front of him. 

She licked his cock, stroking his prick with the flat of her tongue from his 
cockhead down to the base of his cockshaft. He murmured his encouragement as 
the tip of her tongue swirled over his bloated cockhead. 

She licked his balls. They were big and hairy, the wrinkled skin darker than 
the skin of his cock. His crotch had a lusty masculine smell and she 
quivered as she lifted his balls with her fingers and sniffed at them. 

Moving her mouth up to his cock again, she slipped her lips over his 
cockhead and sucked up the clear juice dribbling out of his pisshole. He was 
leaking heavily. She rolled the juice over her tongue and swallowed it down. 

As she sucked on the knob of his cock, she found his nuts with her fingers 
again and jiggled them back and forth. His cockhead was tasty. There was 
nothing more pleasant than a fat tasty cockhead stuffing her mouth. 

Finally she pulled away and rose up. "Do I get the favor returned?" 

He chuckled. "You want your pussy sucked?" 

"Unless you don't like doing that." 

"Go on, sit down." 

She sat down on the sofa and pulled her knees up to her tits. Opening her 
thighs wide, she exposed her cunt to his gaze. She slid her hands along the 
insides of her thighs, slowly peeled her cuntlips open to expose the pink 
meat of her pussy. 

She hoped Conrad liked a wet cunt. Her pussy was sopping. She could see her 
erected clit poking its nose out expectantly. Her man in a boat. In a moment 
she'd have Conrad's tongue licking it and making it sing. 

Let him look at me, she thought. It would turn him on even more and she 
would benefit. 

God, she was hot! Using her fingertip, she scooped some cuntjuice out of the 
mouth of her cunthole and rubbed it over the shaft of her stiff little clit. 

She could see by Conrad's eyes that it excited him to watch her play with 
herself. He ought to see me when I really go to town, she thought. 

At last he knelt before her and lowered his head between her thighs. Holding 
his ears, she pulled his face toward her sopping cunt. 

She quivered when his warm mouth first touched her cunt-flesh. She closed 
her eyes and then opened them again to look down and watch him eat her 
oozing gash. 

He's not that inexperienced, she thought. He knew how to lick a wet box. His 
tongue tickled the rim of her cunthole and then slithered inside to scoop 
out a wad of her juice. 

Conrad's tongue was on her clit now. She quivered with pleasure as he 
fluttered the tip of his tongue over the stiff nub of her passion but-ton. 
She pulled on the skin above her cunt to force her clit to stand out even 
more. Suck that long thing, she thought. Suck my hot little clitty. 

Now she held her tits in her hands as she watched him suck her cunt. He was 
good. He obviously liked going down on a cunt and that always made a man 
good at it. Come on, you cuntlapper, she thought. Suck all the goodies out 
of my hairy cunt. 

She came when he closed his lips over the swollen head of her clit. She 
moaned and cried out and pumped her cunt at his face. A flood of cuntjuice 
gushed out of her cunthole and she came again as she watched him drink it 
up. 

At last he pulled away and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. 
"Christ, you sure pour the juice out!" Mary giggled. "Does it turn you off?" 

"Hell no, I like it! As long as it's not piss, it's okay. I knew a girl once 
who pissed every time she came." 

After that he fucked her. He draped Mary's legs over his shoulders and 
slammed his prick into her cunt. She grabbed his ass and urged him to fuck 
hard. She thought she might build to another orgasm, but there wasn't time. 
He came too soon. Holding her ass in his hands, he dumped his load in her 
seething pussy. 

Too bad, she thought. But at least she'd had something. He was a hard fucker 
with a good cock and she'd certainly gotten more than just her TV set fixed. 
After Conrad left the house, Mary took a shower to get cleaned up. She felt 
good, much better than she had in the morning. She was always so happy when 
her needs were satisfied. 

She wondered about the neighbors. Of course they all knew that Paul was 
away, and it was unlikely that some of them were suspicious about Conrad's 
truck being parked outside for nearly two hours. 

The people next door were the Reeds, Earl and Helen, a couple in their 
thirties with teenage kids. Helen was a pretty blue-eyed blonde with long 
legs and big tits. Earl was an easy-going fellow with a roving eye. Paul and 
Mary chatted with them, and Mary was always aware of how Earl looked at her. 

Mary thought of the Reeds now as she decided to get some sun and maybe read 
a book when she got bored. She couldn't think of anything to do until the 
evening, and she was irritated because she was getting so restless again. 
You're a nympho, she thought. You had a solid fuck this morning and now 
you're thinking about sex again. 

She took an idle stroll on the porch, and then she walked out on the back 
lawn. The Reeds had a high fence built around the back part of their house 
and Paul had always resented it. Paul said people who had fences weren't 
friendly, but maybe that was an exaggeration. If the Reeds wanted their 
privacy, they were certainly entitled to it. 

Suddenly Mary heard a giggle from the other side of the fence. She was too 
bored not to be curious. Go on, have a look, she thought. She knew a place 
in the fence where there was a chink big enough to see what was going on. 

She walked over to the crack in the fence and peered through it. Mary's 
heart fluttered when she heard Helen giggle again. Earl and Helen were on a 
glider, both of them naked and obviously fucking. Mary's blood raced as she 
pressed her eyes against the chink in the fence. 

Earl was sitting on the glider and Helen sat on his lap. Helen sat facing 
him, her big tits pushing against his chest. Mary could see Helen's full 
white ass gleaming in the sunlight. 

She strained her eyes to get a glimpse of Earl's cock, but it was buried 
between the cheeks of Helen's ass. Mary could see nothing there except dark 
shadows. 

She imagined his stiff cock deep in Helen's cunt. The image made Mary 
shiver. 

Mary had nothing on but a bikini and her pussy was thoroughly drenched. She 
could feel the wetness running down her insides of her thighs. God, she was 
horny! 

The couple on the glider were talking now and Mary listened closely. 

"If the kids walk in on us I'll shoot you," Helen said. 

Earl kept his hands on her hips as she bounced up and down. "Hell, they 
won't be back until five." 

"If they stay in the movie." 

"Don't worry, they'll stay. Come on, keep fucking that cock." 

"Oh God, I love doing it out here." Mary's pussy quivered as she listened to 
their intimate conversation. 

Helen was now moving up and down on Earl's lap. Mary shuddered as she 
watched the blonde's heavy tits bounce and jiggle. 

Mary's mind was filled with the image of Earl's big meaty cock. She imagined 
his cock throbbing and dripping juice as it stretched the mouth of Helen's 
cunthole. 

Helen pumped up and down on Earl's cock. Her body lifted high enough now so 
that for the first time Mary could see Earl's heavy balls glistening with 
his wife's cuntjuice. The blonde suddenly pulled off Earl's lap. 

They giggled and whispered something Mary couldn't hear. Then they changed 
positions. Now Helen was sitting down and Earl was standing between her 
knees. 

Mary caught her breath at the sight of Earl's juice-coated cock and balls. 
His cock was a long thick cylinder of throbbing fuck-meat. It waved 
impatiently in front of Helen's face. His crotch hair was thick and dark and 
curly. His thighs were muscular and strong looking. 

Helen opened her mouth and engulfed Earl's plumb-shaped, dripping cockhead. 
Quivering with excitement and lust, Mary watched as Helen sucked in Earl's 
fleshy fuck-pole. 

Earl grunted as Helen gobbled his cock inch by inch. She slurped hungrily on 
his thrusting cock-meat. Her lips were stretched tightly around his 
cockshaft. He groaned as her head bobbed slowly back and forth on his rigid 
prick. 

Mary could hear the sucking noises. She could hear Earl's labored breathing 
as he stared down at his wife sucking away at his prick. 

He murmured to her constantly, urging her to suck and lick his hard cock. 
The sight of Earl's long thick cock sliding in and out of the tight ring of 
Helen's sucking lips thrilled Mary to the core. 

Earl lurched his hips now, driving his cock deeper and deeper into his 
wife's throat. He fucked her face with a firm rhythm. Suddenly he stepped 
back, pulling his cock out of Helen's gaping wet mouth. 

"Come on, get up and bend over," he said. 

Squealing with pleasure, Helen got up. She turned and bent over the glider 
so that her ass was up high and exposed. Without wasting a moment, Earl 
moved behind her and positioned his cockhead at the opening of her gaping 
pussy. 

Mary now had one hand in her bikini as her fingers probed and pulled and 
squeezed her dripping cuntlips. She watched the couple fucking like animals. 
The sight of Helen with her ass up in the air and Earl putting his cock to 
her from the rear made Mary shake with excitement. 

Her eyes wide, her hand feverishly rubbing her cunt, Mary watched as Earl 
grabbed hold of Helen's full hips and pumped his cock like a bull into 
Helen's wide open cunt. 

Earl bellowed and grunted and continued pumping back and forth in his wife's 
cunt-channel. Mary watched them, moaning softly as Earl gyrated his hips and 
rammed his cock again and again into Helen's exposed cunt. 

Her fingers working furiously in her own pussy, Mary gasped and came. When 
the last spasm of pleasure washed over her body, she slipped quietly away 
from the fence. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

That evening Mary jerked off thinking about the Reeds and what she'd seen 
through the fence. She gave up all thought of going to a cocktail lounge for 
a few hours. All she wanted to do was he there and think about her neighbors 
and what they looked like fucking. 

Along about ten o'clock the phone rang and when Mary picked it up she was 
shocked to hear Helen Reed's voice on the other end of the line. 

"Mary? This is Helen Reed." 

"Yes, Helen?" 

"Since Paul's away, Earl and I thought you might like to have dinner with us 
one night." 

"Well, that's kind of you, Helen." 

"What about tomorrow night, honey? The kids are leaving for their 
grandmother's place in the morning and Earl and I wouldn't mind some company 
in the evening." 

They settled on the following evening. Mary dressed up for the occasion and 
she had a lovely time. After dinner Helen left Earl and Mary alone awhile. 
Mary was in the kitchen when Earl came up behind her. He slipped his arms 
around her waist and put his hands on her tits. 

Mary shuddered. "Earl, please ..." 

"You know how much you turn me on. I've had the hots for you a long time." 

"Earl, you can't. Helen's going to walk in and find us like this." 

She could feel the hard bulge of his cock against her ass. She trembled with 
excitement. 

He chuckled. His hands molded her heavy tits. His fingers pinched her thick 
nipples through the material of her dress and bra. Her blood raced. She felt 
the wetness between her thighs and soon she leaned back against him with a 
groan. 

"I'm nuts about you," he said. "I keep looking at you and thinking about 
you. About your ass. Christ, what an ass you've got. I'd like to put my face 
down there and show you how much I like it." 

Her heart pounded with excitement as she imagined him kissing her ass and 
pushing his face between her asscheeks. She would bend over and open her 
asscheeks with her hands to give him what he wanted. 

He took hold of one of her hands now and pulled it back to his crotch. Her 
fingers traced the outline of his rigid cock. She could feel the throbbing 
of his cockflesh. 

"Earl, I'm worried about Helen." 

"She said she's going to that all-night place to get some ice cream for us." 

"Are you sure?" 

"We've got time, baby." 

She unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. The feel of his warm 
cockflesh under her fingers was delicious. She found his leaking pisshole 
and rubbed his cockjuice over his fat cockhead. She still had her back to 
him and it wasn't that easy to fondle him that way. Her fingers closed 
around his thick cockshaft, she gently frigged his cunt-skin back and forth. 

"Turn around," Earl said. "I'm afraid to." 

"Come on, turn around and take it in your mouth." 

Unable to resist the urge any longer, she twisted around in his arms and 
quickly crouched down to get her mouth on his cock. He grunted with pleasure 
as her wet lips closed over his swollen cockhead. "Yeah, that's good, baby. 
You've got a sexy mouth and I knew you'd be good at it." 

She didn't care whether he thought she was good at it or not. She was hungry 
for his cock, trembling with excitement as she filled her mouth with his 
warm cockflesh. His prick was hard and throbbing on her tongue, a hot tube 
of cock-meat with a lovely drip of cockjuice at the tip. You're a bad girl, 
she thought. Lord, how she loved to suck such a lusty prick! 

Finally she stopped it. When she rose up again, he smiled at her. 

"What you wearing under the dress?" 

"Earl, you can't fuck me here in Helen's kitchen." 

"Answer the question." 

"I'm wearing pantyhose." 

"Show me. Lift your dress." 

She did it. It was an exciting thing for a man to ask it of a woman and 
there was no way she could refuse him. She raised her dress, raised it all 
the way to her waist until her cunt-bush was visible through the sheer 
nylon. 

He chuckled, his hands reaching out to pull at the waistband of her panties. 
He pulled every-thing down until her pussy was exposed, and then his hand 
was between her legs to get at her snatch. 

"Open your legs," he said. 

He fondled her wet cunt. He pushed two fingers inside her gaping cunthole. 
Then he pushed a third finger inside the tight ring of her puckered asshole. 

"Oh God, what are you doing?" 

"You're not telling me you don't like it." 

"It's too much." 

"Groove on it, baby. I'm going to fuck you off with my hand." 

She groaned, pumped her cunt and ass on his fingers and came. Earl held her 
as the orgasm swept over her body. He slowly wriggled his fingers in both 
holes as she recovered her senses. 

"Nice, huh?" 

"Take your fingers out." 

"Not yet, honey. I like playing around like this." 

"Yes, you do, don't you?" Helen said. 

Mary whirled. Helen was at the entrance to the kitchen, her lips curved in a 
mocking smile. Mary groaned, closed her eyes and trembled as she leaned 
against Earl. 

"Oh God," Mary said. 

Helen snickered. "Don't be upset, honey. I'm not really bothered by it. Does 
that make you feel any better?" 

Mary blushed and nodded. She wanted to pull away from Earl, but he held her 
tightly. His fingers continued sliding in and out of her cunt-hole and 
asshole. Mary searched Helen's face for any sign of anger, but she couldn't 
find any. Helen seemed not to mind what Earl was doing. 

She doesn't mind his making it with me, Mary thought. She doesn't mind his 
fingers in my cunt and ass. 

Helen moved towards them now. Earl still had his fingers in Mary's cunt and 
ass when Helen put an arm around Mary's shoulders and kissed her cheek. 
"Have you ever made it in a threesome, honey?" 

Mary quivered. "No, I haven't." 

"Would you like to try it? Earl and I would sure be happy to have you with 
us." 

So there it was. The idea filled Mary with excitement. Now she understood 
why Helen wasn't angry about surprising them in the kitchen. The Reeds had 
done this sort of thing before with other women. 

"All right, I think I'll accept the offer," Mary said. 

Helen kissed Mary's cheek again and patted Mary's ass. "Earl, you'd better 
get your fingers out of there so we can go to the living room. This kitchen 
is too damn small for anything serious." 

Mary shuddered as Earl pulled his fingers out of her cunt and ass. Her 
asshole felt wide open and she had a small orgasm as it closed up again. 

Mary walked out of the kitchen with Earl's arm around her waist. She wasn't 
sure what would happen, but the excitement she felt was intense enough to 
make her dizzy. 

The Reeds knew what they were doing. When they reached the living room, they 
made Mary watch while Helen lowered her head to Earl's stiff cock. 

Earl called Mary over to him and once again he hooked his fingers inside her 
cunt and asshole. "You watch Helen, baby. Watch her gobble my cock." 

Mary watched it. She was thrilled at the idea of an orgy with Earl and 
Helen. Lord, his fingers felt good! She could no longer tell her asshole 
from her cunthole. Her crotch was on fire. Bolts of sheer ecstasy kept 
shooting up her spine to rock her brain. 

Finally Helen pulled her mouth away from Earl's prick. 

"Let's get our clothes off," the blonde said. "It's not a real party unless 
we've got our clothes off." 

Mary trembled with excitement as she un-dressed. She kept her eyes on them, 
particularly on Helen because she remembered how sexy Helen had looked when 
she'd watched the Reeds fucking the other day. 

When they were naked, Mary realized some-thing about Helen she hadn't 
noticed before. She was surprised to see that Helen's cunt was shaved. The 
blonde's pink inner cuntlips protruded like the petals of a flower. My God, 
I'd love to suck her now, Mary thought. I'd love to pull those pussy-flaps 
between my teeth. Then she quivered as she thought about what she was 
feeling. You're a nympho, Mary thought. Here was Helen exciting her as much 
as man could. 

Earl called Mary to him, and as soon as she was at his side he bent his head 
to suck her tits. 

Helen chuckled. "You've got nice tits, sweetie. Bigger than mine, aren't 
they?" 

The older woman reached out to lift one of Mary's tits, the tit not being 
sucked by Earl. She fondled the tit and toyed with the nipple. 

Then Helen pulled her hand away and once more she crouched down to suck 
Earl's cock. Mary could no longer resist the temptation to get her fingers 
in the blonde's pussy. She pulled her tit out of Earl's mouth and knelt 
beside Helen. As the blonde continued sucking her husband's prick, Mary ran 
her hand over Helen's ass and then underneath to find her bald cunt. 

Helen pulled her mouth away from Earl's cock long enough to encourage Mary. 
"Do what you want, honey. I love being touched by another woman." 

Mary trembled with excitement as she fondled Helen's slippery pussy. Keeping 
her fingers in Helen's gash, she moved the other hand to her own crotch and 
began playing with her clit. 

As she thrilled to her own fingers and the sight and feel of Helen's smooth 
slit, Mary felt sad about her marriage. Here she was having a lovely wild 
time with the Reeds. It seemed tragic that a married woman like herself had 
to seek her pleasure outside her marriage. She was uncertain whether to hate 
Paul or to feel sorry for him. 

She envied Helen. The blonde seemed to have arranged her life to maximize 
her pleasure. Mary was certain that Helen fucked other men besides Earl. She 
fucked both men and women outside her marriage and her husband didn't mind. 
Mary couldn't imagine her own husband ever agreeing to such a thing. 

What will happen to me? Mary thought. She had visions of a future as a 
wanton wife, a cheating wife, a sluttish woman in a dead marriage. It wasn't 
the sort of life she wanted for herself. 

But in the meantime enjoy yourself, Mary thought. 

Kneeling behind Helen now, Mary rained kisses over the blonde's luscious 
asscheeks. She pushed her fingers deep inside Helen's oozing cunthole. She 
even lapped her tongue over the blonde's puckered little shitter. 

Her mouth filled with Earl's fat cock, Helen squirmed her ass and moaned 
with approval. Mary smiled. She pushed her thumb inside Helen's shithole and 
then two fingers into the blonde's cunthole. Holding Helen's crotch like a 
bowling ball, Mary fingered both holes with a steady rhythm. 

Earl was groaning now. He was about to come. Helen pumped her mouth more 
vigorously back and forth over the shaft of his cock. The blonde's pretty 
lips seemed stretched to their limit. Mary was envious. She remembered the 
lovely taste of Earl's cock. She wouldn't mind having her own mouth stuffed 
by his thick prick. His fat balls looked bloated with jism. Her heart racing 
with excitement, Mary watched as Earl grunted and shot his load into his 
wife's gulping mouth. 

After that they broke apart, the two women rising, and Earl went to the bar 
to open another bottle of wine. Helen smiled at Mary and slipped an arm 
around Mary's waist. "I liked what you were doing to me before. You're 
letting yourself go, aren't you, honey?" 

"Yes, I guess so." 

The two women moved into each other's arms. They danced to the beat of the 
music, their hands moving over each other's body. Soon each woman had her 
hands on the other woman's ass. They pressed against each other, tit for 
tit, belly against belly. Mary's big tits dominated Helen's smaller tits. 

Earl returned with the opened wine bottle. He sat on the sofa, watching his 
wife and Mary dance while he slowly stroked his half-hard prick. 

Helen whispered in Mary's ear. "Suck his cock, baby. I'll get turned on 
watching you blow him." 

Mary eagerly did as she was told. She knelt at Earl's feet and leaned 
forward to take his prick in her mouth. He held the base of his cock with 
his fingers and wiggled his cockhead back and forth over her tongue. 

Earl obviously enjoyed Mary's mouth on his cock. He pulled his knees to his 
chest and offered her his muscular ass. Mary didn't hesitate. She closed her 
lips over his asshole and then slithered her tongue in and out of his 
tightly puckered brownie. 

I never do it to Paul, she thought. She never did it to her husband but she 
was doing it now and it made her happy. She liked doing it. 

Helen snickered as she watched Mary. "That's the way to get him hard, 
honey." 

The blonde moved behind Mary and slipped her hand under Mary's ass to find 
her cunt. As Mary continued tongue-fucking Earl's asshole, Helen pushed 
three fingers inside Mary's cunthole. 

When Earl's cock was as hard as it could be, he wanted to fuck Mary. Helen 
agreed it was time her husband gave it to Mary. Mary shivered with 
excitement as they made her kneel on one of the armchairs so that Earl could 
fuck her from behind. 

Then Mary felt Earl's fingers slide inside her sopping cunt. She groaned 
when he pushed his thumb inside her asshole. She squirmed her hips as he 
finger-fucked both holes at the same time. 

A soft cry escaped Mary's throat as Earl suddenly pulled his fingers out of 
her cunt and ass. She felt his fat cockhead stretch her cunt-mouth and the 
next moment he slid the full length of his hard prick inside her steaming 
fuck-channel. 

Helen enjoyed watching them. She reached underneath to squeeze one of Mary's 
tits and tug at her nipple. "Like the way he's plowing you, baby?" 

"Yes, I love it," Mary said with a groan. "Maybe I'll fuck her ass," Earl 
said. Helen chuckled. "You ask the lady first." But he came before he had a 
chance to get his cock in her ass. The excitement of fucking a new woman for 
the first time quickly pushed him over the edge. Bellowing and groaning, he 
dumped a thick load of hot jism into Mary's twitching pussy. 

When Earl pulled his dick out of Mary's cunt, he was obviously finished. 
Helen leaned over Mary, pressed against her back and stroked Mary's wet cunt 
with her fingers. The older woman spoke softly in Mary's ear. 

"I'd like to fuck you, honey. I've got a dildo I can strap on. It never gets 
soft and it'll send you over the moon. Let me show you what I can do with 
it." Mary shuddered. "All right." Trembling with desire, Mary once more 
raised her ass in the air. She glanced over her shoulder in time to see 
Helen strapping on a pink dildo. A shudder went through Mary as she closed 
her eyes and faced forward again. 

Then Mary felt Helen come up behind her and stroke her ass. "You're going to 
love this," Helen said. A moment later, the rubber cock pushed its way into 
the channel of Mary's cunt. It felt good. The rubber was soft enough so that 
it felt like the real thing. It seemed freaky that she was able to get 
fucked by another woman like this, but she had to admit how good it felt. 
Not as good as a real cock, but good enough to make her come. 

Later Helen used Vaseline on the dildo and fucked Mary's ass with it. 

"You're a doll," Helen said. "You've got the cutest little asshole." 

Mary cried out as she came again. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

The following morning Mary lay in bed thinking about the Reeds and what she 
had done with them. She wasn't sorry. She'd thought that maybe after it was 
over she'd regret letting herself go like that, but now that it was only a 
memory she had no regrets. Helen had been definite in her invitation to Mary 
to party with them again, and Mary knew she would do it as soon as the 
chance occurred. 

In the meantime she had to get herself together. She finally climbed out of 
bed, showered, put on some clothes and had breakfast in the kitchen. While 
she was having her second cup of coffee, she began thinking about the Reeds 
again and it made her hot. She pulled her dress back, put one foot up on the 
chair she was sitting on and toyed with her pussy as she recalled the lovely 
time she'd had with Helen and Earl. 

You can't get enough, Mary thought. The more you get the more you want. 

She had a hand inside her panties. She diddled her clit, running her 
fingertip up and down the shaft of the sensitive bud. She rolled and pulled 
at the little nub, tugging and teasing it and biting her hp to keep from 
crying out. 

Helen had sucked her off more than once during the orgy. Mary shuddered as 
she remembered how nice it was to have Helen's face between her legs. 

Rubbing her crotch with the flat of her hand, Mary slowly massaged her wet 
cunt-flesh. 

She thought about her marriage. What did she really want? Paul was a good 
husband in many ways. Was it being unreasonable to ask for more physical 
affection? 

No, that wasn't it at all. It wasn't affection she needed. What she needed 
was fucking and she might as well call a spade a spade. That was it. She 
wanted and needed good hard fucking. The kind of fucking that would rattle 
her bones. 

She plunged deeper into her wet cunthole. She pinched her cuntlips and 
strummed her clit. With a sigh she added another finger to the two already 
inside her cunthole and pistoned her fingers in and out of her gaping pussy. 

Her three fingers were almost as thick as a cock. As she fucked them in and 
out of her cunt-channel, she used her thumb to rub and stroke her clit. 

Mary was sitting there in the kitchen whacking off when the front doorbell 
rang. She groaned, rose up to tear off a paper towel to wipe the cuntjuice 
off her hand. Then she threw the towel in the garbage and walked to the 
front to see who it was. She hadn't finished with her pussy and she was 
annoyed at the interruption. 

When she opened the front door, she found Doug Wilson on the front porch. He 
was one of her husband's business associates, not someone she knew well, but 
a man she saw only occasionally at some of the company parties. 

Doug smiled at her. "Hi, Mary. I'm here for that file." 

Mary was puzzled. "File? What file?" 

Doug chuckled. "I called you yesterday about it. You said Paul had already 
telephoned you to have the file ready for me." 

"Oh yes, I remember now. Come on inside, Doug. I guess I was thinking about 
something else." 

She led him into the living room and she brought out Paul's file for him. 
Then she offered Doug some coffee and he gladly accepted it. They sat there 
chatting about Paul and the company and some of the people they both knew. 

"Paul's lucky," Doug said. 

"How's that?" 

"He's lucky about you. You're a very attractive woman." 

"Thank you." 

She thought it silly to blush but she couldn't help it. She caught his eyes 
on the swell of her tits. She was wearing a bra, of course, but her thin 
blouse did little to hide the size and shape of her boobs. Doug Wilson 
evidently approved. 

Mary felt herself getting hot. She could feel cuntjuice begin gushing out of 
her pussy. 

Doug laughed and joked and made it obvious that he was interested in her. 
Mary quivered. 

She had a premonition of what was going to happen and it both excited and 
frightened her. 

She felt her nipples tingling and getting hard under the thin material of 
her dress. 

She felt her clit tingle and harden and she wondered if Doug Wilson would be 
an exciting lover. She wondered if he looked good with his clothes off. 

It wasn't long before Doug let her know that he was in no hurry to return to 
his office. 

"Maybe I'll take the rest of the day off," he said. "How about you, Mary? 
You have any plans for the day? Maybe we could do some-thing together." 

"I don't know." 

I'm burning with lust, she thought. I can't go on like this. Did she dare 
accept Doug Wilson's invitation? 

Doug smiled at her. "You know damn well I've always had eyes for you." 

"I didn't know that." 

"I've never thought much about marriage, but looking at you makes me change 
my mind. You'd be something to come home to." 

Mary blushed. Doug certainly knew how to flatter a woman. She shivered when 
she saw his eyes on her tits again and she instinctively pulled her 
shoulders back. "Would you like a drink?" she said. "Let me fix it." 

"All right, you can do that. I'll have whatever you're having." 

She watched him as he walked to the bar in the corner of the living room. 
Yes, she wanted him. She liked his hands and she liked the way he looked at 
her. 

Doug returned and handed her some Scotch and ice in a glass. Mary sipped the 
drink that Doug had fixed for her and smiled as he told an off-color joke. 

"Hey, stand up," he said. 

"What for?" 

"Come on, stand up." 

He pulled her to her feet and the next moment Mary found herself in his arms 
with her lips fused against his. She struggled at first, but then she 
remembered this was what she wanted. There was no sense pretending any more. 
It was only natural that Doug wanted to kiss her and she wanted it as much 
as he did. 

She was soon responding to his kisses. She rubbed her belly against his and 
plunged her tongue into his mouth. Finally she wrapped her arms around his 
neck. 

When they finished kissing, he whispered in her ear. "I bet you're a hot 
little bunny in bed." 

Mary smiled and turned away. Then she gasped when Doug came up behind her 
and reached around to grab her tits. He squeezed her heaving boobs. He 
pinched and stroked her thick nipples through her clothes. 

She groaned. All her resistance vanished. When Doug turned her around, she 
melted in his arms. Once again his hands moved to her ass. He squeezed and 
fondled and pinched the lush cheeks of her ass and rubbed his hard cock back 
and forth across her belly. The feel of the big bulge in his crotch made 
Mary shudder with lust. 

Her cunt felt on fire. She squirmed and trembled and gently pumped her pussy 
against his throbbing cock. 

He slipped her dress off her shoulders and beamed at the sight of her 
luscious tits swelling in the cups of her bra. 

He slid his hands behind her, unhooked her bra and pulled it away. 

Doug feasted his eyes on the heaving melons of her tits. His lusty gaze soon 
had her nipples stiffening and tingling. She moaned as his hands reached out 
to fondle her swollen tits. 

"These are gorgeous, Mary." 

"They're just tits." 

"No, these are really beauties." 

He bent his head to one of her tits. He lapped and chewed and sucked the 
nipple in his mouth. He bit down gently and rolled his tongue over it. Mary 
quivered and groaned, one hand holding her tit up to his mouth to help him 
nurse. 

She shivered with lust as she watched him suck her tit into his mouth and 
slowly gobble up more and more of her tit-flesh. 

Now one of his hands pushed between her thighs. He lifted her skirt, slipped 
a hand between her legs and moved his fingers to her crotch. Mary moaned as 
she moved her legs apart. 

He slipped his hand inside her panties. Her knees trembled as he pushed one 
of his fingers between her cuntlips. He tickled up and down the wet groove, 
rubbing her clit and probing her gushing cunthole. 

Mary threw her head back and moaned as his fingers zeroed in on her cut. He 
was an expert. He rubbed up and down the shaft of her clit, rolling and 
pulling at the button as a shot of pure pleasure washed over her. 

She squirmed and moaned, begging him not to stop. Doug had no intention of 
stopping. He diddled and strummed her clit with a relentless and expert 
touch and urged her to come. 

A deep groan of delight gurgled out of Mary's throat as her pussy convulsed 
in a spasm of ecstasy. 

She pumped her cunt against his hand, wailing and shuddering with pleasure. 

When her climax was at last finished, he pulled his fingers out of her cunt 
and smiled at her. "I like doing that. I like making a woman come." 

"I'm embarrassed," Mary said. 

Doug laughed, making her quiver by bringing his wet fingers to his mouth and 
licking them clean. "What the hell are you embarrassed about?" 

"I'm embarrassed because I enjoyed it so much." 

He snickered at her, his fingers working at the buttons of his shirt. "Let's 
get our clothes off." 

They watched each other as they stripped. When he finally had his shorts off 
she was pleased by the size of his cock. He had a fine looking tool, curved 
like a banana, the knob bright pink and fat enough to make her mouth water. 

She was thrilled by the hot look in his eyes as he gazed at her cunt-bush. 
She raised one foot deliberately, planted it on the seat of an arm-chair to 
expose her cunt to his gaze. 

"I like to be looked at," she said. 

"You're a hot-blooded woman." 

"I think a man ought to be able to see where he's going." 

Doug leered at her pussy. She drilled a finger inside to test the water, and 
when the finger emerged it was glistening with cunt-honey. 

"Hey, that's nice," he said. 

"That cannon between your legs is nice too." 

Grinning at her, he turned and walked to the sofa. She kept her eyes on him, 
turned on by his muscular ass and strong hairy thighs. She watched him as he 
stretched out on the sofa with his prick pointing at the ceiling. 

He curled his fingers around his prick. "Do you like cock, Mary?" 

She was amused. "Silly, every woman does." 

"Except the lesbians and the women who are too old to think about fucking 
any more." 

"That leaves enough of the others." 

"Come on over here and get this thing stiff," he said, still pumping his 
prick. 

His cock looked totally stiff to Mary. She walked over to him, excited by 
the way he looked up at her cunt-bush and then at her tits. She straddled 
him, one knee on either side of his hips with her tits hanging down over his 
face. 

"Take the meat," he said. 

"I think you like giving orders." 

"What I like is my cock in the right place." 

She squatted down over his crotch and rubbed the tip of his cockhead against 
her wet slit. 

Then she pushed her cunthole over his cock-knob, held it there a moment and 
then pushed down to get his prick in her body. 

Taking the cock, she thought. She decided she liked the sound of it. And the 
feel of it. Lord, what a nympho she was. 

She fucked him awhile, bouncing up and down on his cock while his hands 
played with her tits. His prick felt good in her pussy, just thick and long 
enough to provide the pressure she liked. She was discharging cuntjuice 
steadily now and his cock and balls were drenched with it as it poured out 
of her. 

"Get off now," he said. 

"What for?" 

"Get off and see." 

She pulled her cunt off his cock, moaning as the tip of his knob rubbed 
against her clit. Then she squealed when he pushed her head down and forced 
his cuntjuice-soaked cock in her mouth. The taste of her cunt on his tool 
made the cock-sucking more exciting. She quivered as she lapped her tongue 
around and around his cockhead. 

She sucked his prick awhile, and then she pulled away and left the sofa to 
he down on her back on the shag rug. She pulled her knees up, opened 
herself, her cunt and asshole exposed to his eyes. 

"Fuck me," she said with a groan. "I want you to fuck me now." 

He chuckled as he slipped off the sofa to go to her. His cock poked around 
her pussy. It reared out from his crotch like a piece of steel. When he 
positioned the head against the gaping lips of her cunt, she trembled. When 
he entered her, she gasped. 

He bore down into her, sending his prick soaring into her depths. 

"Move that ass!" he said. 

She tilted her ass up and responded to his deep thrusts. Then he began 
jabbing, giving her shallow strokes that made her clit quiver. 

She was getting very excited. She writhed against him, holding her legs high 
and squeezing her cunt around his prick. He let her feel the full length of 
his cock one more time and then he began pistoning it into her. 

"How's that, baby?" 

"You're a good fucker," she said. 

"You inspire me, honey, You've got a sweet pussy and a great looking ass. 
I'd like to poke your ass, if you're in the mood for it." 

"All right, if you want that." 

"Do you need anything? Some K-Y?" 

"I'll use my pussy-juice." 

He slipped his cock out of her cunt long enough for her to collect a good 
amount of cuntjuice on her hands. She used it to wet down her asshole. She 
spread her musky-smelling liquid over her entire asscrack, concentrating on 
her shitter. She shoved a finger inside to prepare it for Doug's cock. 

His eyes were bright as he watched her. "Christ, I like that! I like seeing 
a girl with a finger up her ass!" 

Mary giggled. "Don't get wild when you're in there. I like it slow and 
easy." 

She stroked her clit while he wedged his cock-head against the puckered 
flower of her asshole. 

Once his cock was inside her she began breathing again. The moment of 
penetration was both painful and incredibly pleasurable. Oh yes, she did 
like it. She loved that hot feeling in her ass. 

She bit her lower lip and rolled her head back and forth. His entire prick 
was in her asshole now and as she clawed her clit she climbed toward orgasm. 

She felt every bump and ridge of his prick against the sensitive lining of 
her shit-tube. 

Doug kissed her, frenching her deeply and lowering his lips to her tits. 

"Your asshole's so damn tight," he said. "So fucking tight. Jesus, what an 
ass." 

He began fucking her faster. She knew he was approaching orgasm. She fucked 
back with circular movements of her ass. The fire in her pussy would soon be 
doused. She rubbed her clit in a frenzy, building towards a huge climax, 
rolling her hips and groaning at him. 

He made a croaking sound. "Christ, here it comes!" 

She came with him, her pussy convulsing, her shit-tube clamping down around 
his thrusting cock to suck the spunk out of his balls. 

When the fuck was finished, he leaned for-ward to kiss her and run his 
tongue over her teeth. 

Mary shuddered. Jism poured out of her asshole when his limp cock finally 
slipped out of her shitter. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

After the hot time with Doug Wilson, Mary had a day of guilt because she'd 
fucked someone who was her husband's business associate. Then she told 
herself the hell with it, she deserved whatever pleasure she could find. If 
anyone ought to feel guilty it was Paul. He ought to feel guilty for not 
satisfying her needs. What was a husband for if not to satisfy a woman's 
needs? If it hadn't been for the money he provided she would leave him. In 
the meantime she would have her fun wherever she could find it. 

Late Friday afternoon she decided to go to a cocktail lounge that had a 
reputation of sorts. She had only a few days before Paul returned from his 
business trip and she was determined to enjoy them to the fullest. 

Once she was inside the dark and cool interior of the cocktail lounge, she 
felt wonderful again. This was the sort of place she liked. She liked the 
atmosphere and she liked the way some of the men were looking at her. Even 
the men who had girls with them. They looked at Mary with such hot interest 
in their eyes, she couldn't help being turned on by it. 

She sat at the bar, drinking alone and waiting for something to happen. It 
didn't take long. Ten minutes after she arrived she had two men with her, 
one on each side of her, two cute men named Ringo and Tony. 

"You're a doll," Tony said. 

Ringo grunted his agreement. They were both big and muscular and her pussy 
quivered in the presence of so much vibrant masculinity. 

They flirted with her. They looked tough, but after joking with them awhile, 
Mary realized they were just two young guys interested in sex. There was 
nothing wrong with that. 

She found herself moistening as they ogled her tits and legs and did their 
best to let her know that they were interested in fucking her. 

"Hey, why don't you come have a party with us?" Tony said. 

Mary smiled. "Oh, I don't know about that." 

"Why not?" 

"There are two of you." 

"So what's the matter with two of us? I bet you can handle two of us." 

"I'm not sure." 

"One of us gets a tongue in your pussy and the other a tongue in your ass." 

Mary shudderd. "God, you're turning me on." 

"Come on, baby. You come with us and we'll have a little party." 

In a few minutes Mary found herself in a car squeezed between two husky 
young men on her way to God knows where to do God knows what. 

She talked and joked with Tony and Ringo. It wasn't long before Ringo, who 
was sitting on her right, put his arm around her shoulders and dropped his 
hand down to graze her tit. 

"I bet you got nice tits," Ringo said. 

Mary squirmed. "Someone's going to see US." 

"You're married, right?" 

"So what if I am?" 

Ringo chuckled. "I like it. I like making it with married broads. Isn't that 
right, Tony? Married pussy is the best. Married girls are always hotter than 
single girls." 

"You better believe it," Tony said. 

Mary quivered. She found them exciting. They said what was on their minds 
and there was something good about that. 

They finally arrived at an old frame house in a seedy part of town. The 
place was not near where they'd said it would be, but Mary didn't care. She 
was in a dare-devil mood. She knew she was taking a chance with these boys, 
but she couldn't resist the temptation. 

They helped her out of the car. She was wearing spike heels that made it 
hard to walk over the broken ground in front of the house, but Tony held her 
arm and helped her to walk and then to climb the steps of the front porch. 

"Jesus, you got nice legs," Tony said. 

Mary giggled. "Thank you." 

The inside of the house looked as bad as the outside, the paint peeling off 
the walls and the furniture soiled and falling apart. There were lace 
curtains on the windows in the living room, grimy but still lace, and Mary 
thought maybe at one time a woman had been living here. 

The men brought out some booze and put some music on the stereo and the 
three of them started drinking. 

Ringo quickly moved in behind Mary and grabbed her tits. He pressed his cock 
against her ass. 

"You get me hot, baby. I keep looking at your ass and I get hot. I bet 
you're a dream without clothes." 

His strong hands lifted her firm tits. He pinched her throbbing nipples, 
nuzzling her ear as he bounced and jiggled her heavy tits. 

Then his hands slipped down to her ass. She moaned. He squeezed and pinched 
her plump asscheeks, his fingers slipping into her ass-crack and probing 
through her dress for the bump of her puckered asshole. 

Keeping one hand on her ass, he moved his other hand around the front and 
slipped it into her crotch. Mary shivered as he worked the material of her 
dress between her cuntlips. 

She was wet. Her pussy was gushing cuntjuice in a flood. Slowly bucking her 
ass, she pumped her cunt at his hand as he stroked and teased. 

"She's a hot little bitch," Ringo said to Tony with a laugh. "Come on, Tony, 
come over here and get some of this." 

Tony put his drink down and walked over to them. Mary now had four hands 
running over her body. She moaned with pleasure, quivering as they fondled 
and stroked her tits and ass. She had a sudden urge to use her own hands. 
Trembling with desire, she fluttered her fingers over the hard outlines of 
their pricks in their tight jeans. 

Their cocks felt fat and hard and she trembled as she thought of all the 
cock-meat she would soon have stuffing her body. 

"Show me some cock," she said with a shudder. "If you want me hot, that's 
the way to do it." 

They grinned at her. The two young men stepped back and began peeling their 
clothes off. Mary sipped her drink and watched. Soon they were naked and she 
stared at their muscular young bodies and their hard young cocks. 

They were both uncircumcised, the long foreskins still covering the tips of 
their pricks. Ringo had a bigger cock than Tony, longer and thicker and 
already dripping juice like a faucet. She thought Tony's balls were sexy, 
big and fat: and with lots of dark hair around them. 

They wagged their pricks at her. 

"Like what you see?" Tony said. 

She blushed and nodded. "Cocks turn me on." 

They both laughed. 

"Get naked," Ringo said. "Show us some pussy." 

Mary hurriedly scrambled out of her clothes. The men whistled at the first 
sight of her heavy naked tits. 

She teased them by taking her time. When she finally had all her clothes 
off, she turned to face them with one hand holding a tit and the other 
ruffling the thick hair of her cunt bush. 

Ringo snickered at her. "Shake it, baby. Shake your ass around." 

She did it. She humped her ass to the beat of the music, humped her ass and 
rolled her tits around as she smiled at them. She was turned on now, hot for 
fucking and willing to do anything. 

"Christ, let's get her on a bed," Ringo said. 

They led her down a dark hallway with their hands squeezing her tits and 
ass. She giggled as they pinched and pulled her hard nipples. She quivered 
when their fingers slipped into the crack of her ass and tickled her tight 
little asshole. 

It wasn't much of a bedroom. It was filthy, but at least there was a double 
bed. When she stretched out on the bed, they lay down on either side of her 
and leaned over to suck her tits. She crooned with pleasure as they gobbled 
her tit-flesh into their mouths. 

They lapped and licked her hard nipples. They squeezed her firm tits, 
massaging her tits in tandem. Her pussy gushed cuntjuice in response. 

At last her hands found their cocks. For the first time she held their bare 
pricks in her hands. She stroked their throbbing cockmeat and fondled their 
hairy balls. The feel of two hard fuck-poles twitching under her hands was 
heavenly. 

She pumped their pricks, jerking the loose skin covering their cock-shafts 
and massaging their spongy cockheads. 

Both piss-holes were leaking cockjuice. She smeared the juice over their 
knobs and tickled their piss-holes with her fingernails. The steady stroking 
of their fuck-meat soon had them groaning with pleasure. 

Tony scooted down in front of her, pushed her knees back and pulled her 
thighs apart. He gazed down at her gaping cunt, his eyes feasting on the 
thick juice oozing out of her cunthole. 

Mary pulled her cuntlips open and showed Tony her pink quivering clit. 

She squirmed on the mattress, gyrating her ass seductively. 

Her slippery wet cuntlips were thick and swollen. A gob of juice oozed out 
of the mouth of her cunthole and streamed down to wet her ass. 

Tony ran his hands along the sides of her thighs, his fingers probing into 
her slimy cunt-flesh. He found her cunthole with two fingers and pushed them 
inside her fuck-channel. "Yeah, look at this. What a nice cunt she has." 

His fingers pistoned in and out of her cunt-hole, stretching her cunt-flesh 
and reaming out her oozing fuck-channel. 

She bucked her ass up off the bed when one of his fingers found the puckered 
ring of her asshole. A deep wail of lust came out of her throat as he pushed 
the finger inside her shit-tube and began finger-fucking her asshole and 
cunthole at the same time. 

Then he bent his head to her pussy and started sucking her. She shrieked 
with lust as he lapped her erect clit. He chewed and bit her thick cuntlips, 
sucking and slurping at her cunthole as his nose rubbed back and forth over 
the pink bean of her clit. 

Tony continued sucking as a series of moans gurgled out of her throat. Her 
cunt spasmed again and again. She bucked her hips, pumping her pussy at his 
face. 

A flood of cuntjuice gushed out of her cunt-hole to drench his mouth. He 
nibbled and licked her cuntlips, rubbing her clit with his nose and 
fluttering his tongue in and out of her cunthole. 

At last she came down. His feverish sucking abated. He pulled his wet face 
away from her sopping crotch and knelt there between her legs. Slowly, he 
pumped his hard cock and stared down at her. 

"You want some cock, baby?" 

Mary groaned. "Yes I do! I want you to fuck me!" 

"You do some sucking first." 

They positioned themselves on either side of her. They pumped their cocks, 
their eyes glittering as they gazed down at her wet open mouth. 

Teasing them with a fluttering movement of her tongue, Mary smacked her wet 
lips to entice their throbbing cock-meat into her mouth. 

Both men snickered as they tried stuffing their cockheads into her mouth at 
the same time. 

Mary opened her jaws as wide as possible, but she could get no more than 
half their cock-knobs into her mouth. 

She pushed one of them away and concentrated on sucking just one prick. She 
had no idea any more whose cock it was and she didn't care. 

Using a thumb and a forefinger, she pulled his cunt-skin back to expose his 
cockhead. She pressed down at the base of his prick until his purplish knob 
swelled up to its full size. 

More juice bubbled out of his pisshole. Ex-tending her tongue, she swirled 
it once over his knob and then zeroed in on his dripping slit. 

She closed her wet lips over his plum-shaped cockhead, quivering with 
pleasure at the spongy feel of it. Her lips stretched around his rigid 
cockshaft, she filled her mouth with his throbbing fuck-pole. 

She murmured and crooned as she sucked on his rod. Saliva drooled out of her 
mouth and streamed down her chin. She sucked and slurped on his oozing 
pisshole and finally she pushed him away and demanded the other cock. 

In a moment her mouth was once again filled with hard fuck-meat. It was 
Ringo. He had no interest in remaining passive. He wanted to fuck her face. 
She recognized his need and she kept her mouth open as he began pumping his 
rigid prick in and out of her sucking lips. 

His cock was soon pistoning smoothly, sliding in and out of her sucking 
mouth with an easy rhythm that had his balls slapping against her chin. 

He rammed his spongy cockhead halfway down her throat at the end of each 
thrust. Her lips made sucking sounds each time he pulled back. 

He straddled her now. She grabbed his asscheeks with both hands and urged 
him to continue pumping his prick in and out of her mouth. 

A deep groan rumbled out of his chest when her fingers found the hairy crack 
between his asscheeks and probed at his asshole. 

She reamed out his shit-tube, pistoning and ramming her finger in and out as 
he continued fucking her face. 

Tony was sitting on the side of the bed, pumping his prick. 

She jabbed at Ringo's rubbery asshole, stretching the elastic ring of his 
shitter and shoving her finger deep inside the hot tunnel as his rigid prick 
moved in and out of her sucking lips. 

Tony moved his face down to her crotch now. He tongue-fucked her cunthole, 
sucking her clit and plunging his tongue in and out of her sucking pussy. 
Ringo continued fucking her face in a frenzy. Her chin was soaked with her 
saliva. She slurped and sucked at Ringo's pumping cock, her legs thrashing 
as Tony's nose rubbed against her clit. 

Suddenly Ringo stiffened and bellowed. A blast of thick sticky jism exploded 
into Mary's mouth and cascaded down her throat. She gulped and swallowed and 
gulped again, gobbling up his thick ropey jism. 

She sucked him dry. She lapped his jism, swirling her tongue over his 
cockhead and then over her lips. God, what a load he had! 

Finally Ringo pulled his cock out of her mouth with a groan and rolled over 
to the side of the bed. 

Tony grinned at her and pushed her knees back to her tits. He stuck his 
tongue out of his mouth, wagging it at her and giggling as she rolled her 
eyes with excitement. 

Her heart pounded when Tony bent down and pressed his face into the crack of 
her ass. 

She squirmed her ass as his tongue tickled her asshole. She slid a hand down 
to her crotch, feverishly fingered her clit as he teased her shit-hole with 
his tongue and finally slithered it inside. 

She went crazy. Two fingers inside her juice-drenched cunthole, she 
frantically finger-fucked her cunt as Tony continued sucking on her ass. She 
strummed her clit, pinching her cuntlips and ramming her fingers in and out 
of her fuck-channel in a fit of delirium. 

The feel of his lips and tongue sucking at her asshole drove her wild. She 
hand-fucked her gaping cunt, humping her ass up and down and pushing her 
shit-hole back at his face. 

Now Ringo climbed over her, straddling her body with his knees. A moment 
later she had Ringo's crotch over her face. She liked and lapped at his 
balls, slurping and sucking at his wrinkled ball-bag. She sucked his nuts 
one after the other into her mouth. 

His fat cock slapped against her nose as she sucked at his heavy hairy 
balls. She shivered with lust as Tony's tongue pistoned in and out of her 
hot asshole. 

Her throat muscles squeezed Ringo's hardening prick. She shivered at the 
taste of his jism-coated cockshaft. She sucked and licked his fuck-meat, his 
cock gradually swelling in her mouth until it was as hard as ever. 

She continued rubbing her clit and massaging her cunt-flesh. She caressed 
and fondled her oozing pussy, pinching and rolling her clit and squirming on 
the bed like a wild animal. 

Tony gazed down at her gaping cunthole. His fingers teased her loose, 
spit-drenched asshole. "Tight little asshole, baby! I love a tight little 
asshole!" 

He pulled her asscheeks apart to give him a clear view of her winking 
shit-hole. 

"Knees all the way back," Tony said. 

Mary groaned, Ringo's cock slapping against her face. "You've got to use 
something. Use some Vaseline." 

Tony chuckled. "Okay, you get some grease." 

He left the bed, then returned in a moment with a jar of Vaseline. Mary 
quivered as his fingers probed her asshole. She felt him greasing her 
shitter. Then a moment later she moaned as he pushed his knob at her asshole 
to get his cock inside her shitter. 

He went in easily, his hot cock stretching her shit-tube and filling up her 
insides. 

Her mouth moved up and down on Ringo's big cock as Tony fucked her with an 
easy sliding motion that jarred her body at the end of each thrust. 

Tony's balls slapped against her thighs. She drooled and moaned, rocking 
back and forth between the two cocks. It was crazy to have one cock in her 
ass and another in her mouth, but she loved it. She was out of her mind with 
lust. It seemed totally unreal. She knew nothing about them except their 
first names. She was in a filthy house somewhere on the wrong side of town 
getting her brains fucked out by two young studs. Paul would shit her throat 
if he ever caught her like this. Damn her husband anyway. Fuck Paul, she was 
having a ball! 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"How about the two of us fucking tonight?" Paul said. 

He'd been home a week now and Mary was more miserable than ever. He was back 
in his favorite chair watching TV while she tried to calm her nerves with a 
glass of Vodka. She wore a sheer black negligee and a pair of high-heeled 
mules. But it really wasn't for Paul. After dinner she'd felt a need to do 
something sexy and putting on the little nightie was as good as anything. 

"It's all right with me," she said. 

Paul grumbled. "You don't sound too enthusiastic." 

"You haven't seemed interested in a long time." 

"Well, the hell with that. You're wearing that nightie and showing your tits 
and ass. What are you wearing it for if you're not interested in screwing?" 

She was suddenly afraid that if she put him off he might suspect she was 
playing around. 

"I need a shower," she said. "I don't like to do anything if I'm not clean." 

He snickered at her. "All right, go get clean then." 

"What about you?" 

"Hell, I had a shower this morning." 

She decided she really hated him. He was such a clod. He couldn't imagine 
coming into the shower with her and playing around. Everything was always so 
damn dull with Paul. They hadn't been married that long, but everything was 
always so damn dull. 

When she was in the shower she fondled her pussy. She did it slowly, 
relaxing under the water with two fingers sliding in and out of her cunt. 
She could feel herself getting hot, feel the tension building in her snatch. 
Maybe he'd give her a decent fuck for a change if she got him turned on 
enough. 

After the shower she slipped into the negligee and the high-heeled mules 
again. When she returned to the living room, she found Paul stretched out on 
the sofa as naked as a jaybird. 

"Well, look at that," she said with a giggle. 

She stood there and watched him as he stroked his cock with his fingers. He 
had a thick foreskin, and now as he pulled it down, his cock-knob popped 
out. 

"What about this?" he said. 

A quiver went through her. "Yes, it's nice." 

He had a lovely big prick and it still turned her on to look at it. She was 
sure there were women who had husbands without much in the way of equipment 
for fucking. Paul at least had a good size pecker that was nice to look at. 

He rose off the sofa now, came to her and put his arms around her and kissed 
her. His hand dropped to squeeze her ass through the negligee. 

"You look sexy in high heels." 

"Yes, I know I do." 

"Turn around and lift the negligee. Show me your ass." 

She quivered with excitement as she did what he wanted. He was hardly ever 
this sexy with her, and as she raised the negligee in back to bare her ass 
to him it occurred to her that maybe he had a woman somewhere. Maybe he had 
a mistress and the woman was teaching him things. 

"That's great," he said. "With those high heels, your ass looks just great." 

"What should I do now?" 

"Take it off." 

She kept her back to him. When the negligee finally slid off her shoulders 
and floated down to her feet, she turned slowly around to show him her body 
from all sides. 

"Yeah, that's nice," he said. "Nice ass and nice tits." 

'"You haven't looked at me like this in a long time." 

"Well, maybe I'll do it more often." 

Was something changed in him? She wasn't sure about it. When he took her in 
his arms again, she responded to it. She pushed her tits against him, her 
belly grinding against his cock. 

She slid a hand between them, curled her fingers around his cock and looked 
down at it. She kept her eyes on his prick, on his thick fuck-pole springing 
out of his hairy crotch. She thought of all the men she'd fucked during the 
time he'd been away. Even the next door neighbors. She was sure he'd kill 
her if he ever found about that. 

He coaxed her to the sofa now, coaxed her down and then mounted her. They 
both groaned as his cock pushed inside her wet pussy. She wrapped her arms 
and legs around his body and held onto him as he started fucking her. 

She put her hands on his ass and squeezed the muscles. She always liked 
holding a man's ass to feel it pumping when he was fucking her. She could 
feel his hairy balls slapping against her asshole and she liked that too. 

Well, it's not so bad, she thought. He's not so bad a fuck when he's in the 
mood for it. 

She thought he would last long enough to get her off, but it didn't happen. 
He fucked her steadily, his cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt like a 
piston, and then suddenly he groaned and cursed and he started shooting his 
hot load inside her fuck-hole. 

It was too soon for her. She had a small climax, but nothing like what she 
was hoping for. She hurried off to the bathroom to get the jism out of her 
cunt, and when she returned, she found him fast asleep on the sofa. 

Nothing changes, she thought. Nothing ever changes. 

A few days later, Doug Wilson telephoned her at home. She was nervous about 
talking to him, thinking maybe Paul was in the office where Doug was. But 
they did talk, and when Doug suggested they see each other she found it 
difficult to put him off. 

"I'll come over in an hour," he said. "Paul has a meeting with a client at 
the airport and he's not going to be anywhere near your house." 

"Doug, it's too dangerous." 

"There's no problem, Mary. Just trust me." 

Nothing she could say would stop him. He was coming to the house and that 
was that. She was fearful as hell about it, but as soon as he arrived she 
was thankful he was there. 

Doug took her in his arms and kissed her. 

"I missed you," he said. "I've been doing a lot of thinking about you." 

"Doug, this is so dangerous." 

When he kissed her again, she felt his cock pressing against her belly and 
it made her tremble with excitement. 

He teased her, sliding his stiff cock from side to side against her body. 
"Feel that?" 

"Well, I can't help feeling it." 

"Unzip me and bring it out." 

Her fingers trembled as she did it. His cock was so stiff, she had trouble 
pulling it out of his fly. But then finally she had it out, his prick hot 
and throbbing in her hand. His knob was almost purple in color, like a 
delicious plum with that lovely slit at the tip leaking clear juice in a 
steady stream. 

Having such a gorgeous prick ready to ream out her pussy was enough to make 
her insides melt. She watched a drop of clear juice ooze out of his 
pisshole, and then she caught it with her thumb and smeared it over his 
cockhead. 

"I think you like cocks," he said with a chuckle. 

"Yes, I do." 

"Get some more juice out. Squeeze some more of it out." 

She did it. She squeezed his knob and moaned softly as a gob of juice gushed 
out of the slit. 

"God, there's a lot of it," she said. 

"Taste it!" 

A shudder of delight went through her. She smiled at him as she raised her 
finges to her lips. She tasted his lube juice, licking her fingers slowly 
and deliberately as her eyes met his. 

"There isn't much in the way of a taste," she said. 

"I just wanted to see you do it." 

He pushed at her shoulders and she went down. When she was on her knees in 
front of him, she brought his big nuts out of his fly and carefully draped 
them over the lower part of his zipper. 

She lapped his knob, her head swirling as a gob of juice gushed out on her 
tongue. For a moment, the tip of his cock jabbed at the back of her throat 
and made her gag. 

"Yeah, that's good," he said. "I've been thinking about your mouth on my 
prick." 

He ran his fingers through her hair, guiding her head as she fucked him with 
her mouth. She slurped over his hot prick, breathing through her nose, 
gagging occasionally when he forced his cock too deep in her throat. 

Paul would faint, she thought. Here she was on her knees with Doug Wilson's 
cock in her mouth. 

She wanted Doug's jism. She wasn't afraid of him coming in her mouth, 
because she knew he would satisfy her some way. She knew he wouldn't leave 
her hanging like Paul often did. 

Doug pumped his ass, pushing and pulling his stiff cock in and out of her 
wide open mouth. Then suddenly he groaned as he started coming. She held on, 
kept her mouth open and her throat swallowing as the hot spunk shot out of 
his pisshole. 

She got it all, every drop of his jism sucked and swallowed. She kept 
holding his balls, squeezing them lightly with her fingers as she drained 
the last of his spunk out of his pisshole. 

He smiled down at her as she pulled her mouth away. "That was beautiful, 
Mary." 

She rose up and wiped her mouth. "You had some load." 

"Don't you like that?" 

"Yes, I like it. The more the better." 

"I'm going to get it up again and fuck you." 

"All right, but let's have a drink first." She giggled. "You haven't been 
here fifteen minutes and you've already come in my mouth." 

She still had the taste of his jism in her mouth as he made the drinks for 
them. He handed her a glass and smiled at her. 

"Cheers," he said. 

Nothing like Vodka mixed with jism, she thought. She sipped the liquor, 
rolled it around with her tongue to wash the jism away. Then she swallowed 
everything and shuddered with pleasure as it went down. 

"Let's get undressed," Doug said. 

"I'm still uneasy about Paul." 

"Mary, don't worry about it. Come on, let's get our clothes off." 

They undressed quickly, and soon she was out of her bra and panties and they 
were naked together. She moved into his arms and they kissed. She fingered 
his cock, delighted to feel some life in it already. 

"You're a hot woman," he said. 

"I'm hot for this prick." He fondled her tits, curling his fingers 
underneath to raise them up and point her nipples at the ceiling. 

"I'd like to see you in some fancy underwear sometime," he said. 

"Like what?" 

"Oh, one of those bras with holes in them for the nipples to stick out. 
You've got lovely nipples and they'd look great sticking out like that." 

She quivered. "Maybe I'll buy a bra like that." 

She was dying for it now, eager to get fucked and get her jollies. With her 
fist closed around his cockshaft, she squeezed and pumped his prick until it 
was ready to go somewhere. 

She pulled away from him now and she walked towards the sofa. She stretched 
out, opened her legs and dipped her fingers inside her pussy. "Please fuck 
me now!" 

He came over to her and smiled down at her gaping cunt. His cock wasn't 
completely hard yet, but it looked stiff enough to fuck her and that's all 
she cared about. 

When he mounted her, she guided his prick inside her cunt with her fingers. 
He wiggled his ass a moment, then he lurched forward and buried his prick in 
her wet fuck-hole. 

"Oh God, fuck me!" she groaned. She pulled her knees back to her tits and 
opened her crotch to him. 

He grunted at her as he started thrusting. "You're a good fuck, Mary." 

She loved the way his thick cock filled her cunt-channel. Once again she 
thought how ironic it was that it was Doug Wilson who was fucking her. 
Two-timing Paul with one of the people he works with, she thought. Then she 
realized she actually enjoyed deceiving him. Fuck Paul, he was no damn good 
for her. 

Doug suddenly pulled his cock out of her cunt. "Roll over and lift your 
ass." 

"You can't go in there without using something." 

"All right, I'll get some oil." 

Her excitement was intense as she waited for him. She knelt there on the 
sofa with her ass in the air waiting for him to return to fuck her again. 

He had the bottle of corn oil in his hand when he came back. He smiled at 
her. "You came like crazy last time." 

"Yes, I like it there. If it's done right, it's always good for me." 

"What about Paul?" 

"Do we have to talk about him?" 

"I'm just curious." 

"He never fucks my ass," Mary said. 

"Maybe you ought to ask him." 

"For God's sake, don't be a marriage counselor. Just fuck me and stop 
talking." 

She knew Doug was teasing her and she didn't mind it. She was too hot to 
mind anything he did as long as he fucked her silly. 

He oiled her asshole, oiled his cock and then drove his prick up her shitter 
without any difficulty. 

"Like hot butter," he said. "Clamp down a little and squeeze my cock." 

She moaned as she squeezed her ass around his hot sliding cock. With a cock 
in her ass she was always so completely lost. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

There were times when Mary felt so awful deceiving Paul. But she couldn't 
help it. She needed sex almost constantly and her husband wasn't that 
interested. She guessed she wasn't the only woman like herself. She was sure 
there must be millions of women who never got enough from their husbands. 

One evening when Paul was on the road again she went to a cocktail lounge on 
the other side of town. She sat at the bar alone, drinking and feeling sorry 
for herself, when a man approached her and began a conversation. 

At first Mary thought it was just an ordinary pick-up attempt and that 
sooner or later he would make a pitch and she would have to decide if she 
wanted him. But then she learned he already had a woman with him. 

"She's my wife," he said. 

Mary stared at him. "That's a little weird, isn't it?" 

He chuckled. "Not so weird. Anyway, my name's Harold Kyle and I like you." 

"You can call me Mary." 

He laughed. "Is that your real name?" 

"It sure is my real name." 

They talked some more, and then after a while a woman approached them and 
Mary realized it was Harold's wife. 

"This is Gloria," Harold said. "Gloria meet Mary." 

Gloria was a flashy looking blonde with bright red lipstick and big tits 
pushing at a red silk blouse. She smiled at Mary, showed her white teeth and 
jangled her bracelets as she looked Mary up and down. "You're pretty, honey. 
Why don't you sit with us at our table?" 

Mary accepted the invitation and joined them at one of the tables in the 
back of the large room. Harold ordered another round of drinks and Mary 
chatted with them. She could see the Kyles had eyes for her. After the 
experience with Earl and Helen Reed she understood what the Kyles wanted 
from her. 

It was Gloria who finally made the pitch to Mary. She waited until Harold 
went to the john, and then leaned close to Mary and whispered at her. 

"We'd like you to swing with us," Gloria said. 

Mary smiled. "I'm flattered." 

Gloria ran her tongue over her lips and looked sultry. "I could have fun 
fucking you." 

"I'm not a dyke," Mary said. 

"I know you're not a dyke. Harold's a good fuck when he gets worked up. The 
three of us can have fun together." 

Mary told herself she'd come out to meet someone and now she met the Kyles. 
I'm sex-crazy, she thought. She was a damn nympho and she never had enough. 

"I wouldn't mind," Mary said to Gloria. "The two of you seem nice enough and 
I wouldn't mind." 

The three of them left the cocktail lounge soon after that. Mary followed 
them in her car and before long they arrived at the Kyle house. Mary was 
amused when she discovered the Kyles lived only about half a mile from where 
she did. 

Inside the Kyle house, they made themselves comfortable in the living room 
with some more liquor and soft music on the stereo. Harold turned the lights 
down a bit and it wasn't long before Mary found herself in a happy mood. She 
told herself she didn't need Paul. She had these nice people to have fun 
with. Gloria was an easy-going blonde and Harold was certainly attractive. 

Gloria left the room for a moment, and when she stayed away a while, Mary 
understood it was done on purpose to leave her alone with Harold. She didn't 
mind. They had to get started somehow and this was as good a way as any. 

His eyes on Mary's tits, Harold slipped his arm around her waist and kissed 
her. 

"I've got the hots for you," he said. 

"Isn't Gloria coming back?" 

Harold chuckled. "She'll be back soon. In the meantime there's just the two 
of us." 

He kissed her again. Then his fingers worked at the buttons of her blouse 
and she let him do it. She stood there without moving while he unbuttoned 
her blouse and pulled it off her shoulders to expose her bra. 

"I knew they'd be nice," he said. 

"Don't rip the blouse." 

But he was careful getting her blouse off, and then he reached behind her, 
unhooked her bra and chuckled as he uncovered her tits. 

"Beautiful," he said. "Gloria's already wild about you. She lets loose when 
she gets turned on, so don't be surprised if she tries to ball you." 

"I won't." 

"She makes it with girls all the time." 

"You don't mind?" 

He laughed. "Hell no, it turns me on." 

He's like Earl Reed, Mary thought. Earl was never hotter than when he 
watched his wife with another woman. 

Harold squeezed and hefted her tits, pinching her nipples with his fingers 
and grinning at her as he played with her tits. 

"Why don't you take something off too?" she said. 

She helped him peel his shirt off. She ran her hands over his hairy chest 
while he continued fondling her tits. Then finally her fingers dropped down 
to his belt and she began undressing him. 

It wasn't long before they were both naked, their arms around each other as 
they kissed and giggled together. Mary quivered at the feel of his hot cock 
pressing against her body. He had a long slender cock with a cherry-colored 
knob at the end. His balls were like a pair of big plums, hanging heavy in 
his pink ball-bag and stretching it down. 

She ran her fingers along the underside of his cockshaft and then up to his 
prick-knob to smear the lube juice leaking out of his pisshole. 

She thought about pricks. She had seen so many now. They were all different 
and so far there hadn't been any she didn't like. Harold's cock made her 
asshole twitch because it was so slender. She guessed his prick would feel 
just wonderful inside her shitter. 

Harold bent his head to her tits. His hands mauled her asscheeks as he 
sucked at her swollen nipples. Then one of his hands slid over her belly and 
between her thighs. He fingered her pussy, stretching the mouth of her cunt 
with two fingers and then fucking his fingers in and out. 

"It looks like Gloria's just disappeared," Mary said. 

Harold laughed. "She wanted to leave us alone. Maybe she had too much to 
drink and she's passed out in the bedroom." 

"Don't you want to check?" 

"Hell, I'm too busy now. She's a big girl and she can look after herself." 

"I bet she can." 

"Your pussy's dripping all over my hand." 

"That's because it wants fucking. Why don't you put this nice dick in there 
and fuck me?" 

They went to the large sofa, Mary stretching out on her back and Harold 
climbing on between her legs. She groaned as she took hold of his long cock. 
She was hot now, hot and ready to be fucked. 

Harold played with her cunt, pinching and pulling at her cuntlips, rubbing 
up and down her gash and tickling everywhere between her cunthole and 
asshole. 

Crouching now between her legs, he slipped his hands under her hips and 
raised her ass to get his face in her crotch. 

Mary groaned. "Oh yes, do that! Suck my pussy, Harold!" 

She could see everything as he did it. And hear the slurping sounds his 
mouth made as he sucked up her juices. He was right about her pussy being 
flooded. It turned her on to watch him suck her snatch with such hunger. 

"Mmmmm, you're good," she said. "Give me some more tongue inside. Stick it 
all the way inside and wiggle it around." 

She draped her legs over his shoulders as he continued sucking her gash. He 
had his tongue deep in her cunthole and his nose rubbing against her clit 
now. He moved his head around, rubbing his face all over her wet cunt and 
making her wild with pleasure. 

Finally he pulled away, his face wet and shining as he grinned at her. "Hey, 
you're nice to suck, baby." 

"Let me do you now." 

"We'll do it together." 

He turned around and straddled her, then dipped his head to suck at her cunt 
again. 

Now she had his cock and balls hanging over her face, his fuckmeat swaying 
back and forth and turning her on. 

She pulled his prick down to her mouth and started sucking it as he did the 
same to her pussy. 

She filled her mouth with warm cockmeat. His cock was certainly at least 
eight inches long, and she had his prick-knob in her throat before she ever 
got her nose into his cock-bush. She made him pull back a little because she 
was afraid she'd choke on his long prick. 

"Don't worry, I won't choke you," he said. He laughed, then sucked her pussy 
again as his heavy balls bounced on her forehead. 

Finally he wanted to fuck her. He pulled his face away from her cunt and 
turned around again. She raised her legs, raised them all the way up as he 
guided his cock inside her steaming pussy. 

She moaned as he went in. Harold chuckled and began ramming her. He was a 
smooth fucker, his long cock sliding in and out with a delicious twist at 
the end of each stroke. He fucked hard, slamming her crotch, his balls 
bouncing against her ass as that long cock reamed out her insides. 

She loved the ramming, the hard fucking. She reached underneath to grab his 
low-hanging balls and held them in her hand as he continued thrusting in her 
cunt. 

He stopped before he came. "Let me get in doggie-style." 

She was hot for that too. She rolled over, raised herself up on her knees 
with her ass in the air and her cunt exposed and ready for him. A shudder of 
pleasure went through her as his long hard cock slid inside her pussy again. 
Now she could feel his nuts swinging against her clit with each stroke. She 
always loved that. The feel of a pair of hairy balls slapping her clit was 
always delicious. 

One of his fingers touched her asshole, pulled back, touched it again and 
this time pushed inside. 

It had to be his thumb. She squirmed her ass to let him know she didn't mind 
it. He reamed out her shitter as he continued fucking her cunt. 

"I'll finish in your ass," he said. 

"Yes, I wouldn't mind that." 

He snickered at her, pulling his cock out of her pussy but keeping his thumb 
in her ass. She told herself maybe she was crazy for letting a strange man 
fuck her ass when he could easily hurt her. But she did want it. That long 
thin cock was too tempting for a woman. 

Then his thumb came out of her ass and she moaned at the loss. She expected 
his cock now, but suddenly she felt his face pressed against her ass and his 
wet tongue licking her asshole. 

Life is a circus, she thought. A few hours ago she didn't even know him, and 
now here he was sucking her shitter with his wife somewhere in the house. 
Gloria had been right about her husband. He was a good fuck once he got 
started. 

When he finally pulled his mouth away from her asshole, she was eager to get 
his cock in there. There was nothing she liked better than a hard prick up 
her ass when she was ready for it. 

In a moment she felt his cock-knob pushing at her asshole. "You're as loose 
as a goose," he said. "I don't think we'll have any trouble." 

She moaned as her shit-tube slowly stretched to take his long prick. 

He drove in to the hilt, grinding his belly against her ass, his balls 
pressing against her cuntlips. 

He held her there like that, her asshole spiked on his long prick, his hands 
reaching underneath to pull at her tits. 

"I thought about this in the cocktail lounge," he said. "I had one look at 
your ass and this is what I wanted to do." 

She groaned. "Well, you're doing it, aren't you?" 

"Feel good?" 

"You've got to move if it's going to be good for me." 

He started moving. He was in no great hurry as he fucked her ass. His cock 
was so long, the sliding in each direction seemed endless. Yes, it's lovely, 
she thought. She'd never had such a long thin cock in her ass before and the 
feel of it was wonderful. 

"Tighten up a little," he said. 

She did it and her pleasure increased. Now his cock felt thicker in her 
shit-tube, just thick enough to be marvelous. 

He continued fucking her. He gave her a hard and lovely assfuck, and then 
finally he blasted off and she could feel his jism shooting in her shithole. 

"Well, there's Harold doing what he does best," a woman's voice said. 

It was Gloria of course. She was standing at the entrance to the living 
room, smiling at them as she stroked her big tits. She wore nothing but a 
pair of black net stockings and high heeled black pumps. Her cunt-bush had 
been trimmed so that the only hair was the hair along her cuntlips. 

Mary could see now that Gloria's tits were even bigger than she'd thought. 
Then Mary groaned as Harold pulled his limp cock out of her ass. "Come on, 
Gloria, it's time for a party," Harold said. 

They were in the bedroom now. Harold lay on the bed between the two women 
with a hand on each pussy. They had a big TV screen on the wall opposite the 
bed, and Harold had rigged up a video camera so they could see themselves 
while they had their fun. 

Mary was extremely turned on now. She'd had a lovely assfuck with Harold and 
now she was waiting for something to happen between her and Gloria. The 
blonde's body looked so luscious and soft, so completely feminine. Once 
again Mary was aware that you couldn't tell just looking at a woman whether 
she liked pussy or not. She wanted Gloria's mouth on her cunt, and she 
thought that maybe if things got hot enough she would return the favor. Suck 
the blonde's tits and cunt. Lick her little clit and maybe even her asshole. 
Mary shuddered as she remembered all the fun she'd had with Helen Reed. 

The women squirmed on the mattress as they pumped their pussies at his 
hands. Gloria finally pulled away and sat up to watch her husband's fingers 
working in Mary's cunt. 

Gloria's eyes were bright as she spoke to Mary. "Did you come when he fucked 
your ass?" 

Mary blushed. "Yes, I did." 

"Well, I always do. I love it when he fucks my ass." 

Keeping two fingers in her cunthole, Harold now tickled Mary's asshole with 
another finger. She liked it. She pulled her knees up to make it easier for 
him as he drilled his finger inside her shithole. 

Gloria giggled. "He's got a finger in your shitter!" 

Mary found it exciting to have Gloria watch it. Harold was fucking her with 
his fingers now, two fingers in her cunt and a third finger reaming out her 
asshole. She cried out as she bucked her hips off the mattress. The feel of 
his fingers stroking in and out of her cunthole and asshole was delicious. 

Gloria giggled again. "She ought to be on her belly. Harold, make her roll 
over on her belly." 

When Harold pulled his fingers out, Mary did what they wanted. She rolled 
over and then raised her ass up by supporting her weight on her knees. 

"Mmmmm, that's better," Gloria said. "She's got a gorgeous ass." Then the 
blonde leaned over, kissed Mary's neck and whispered in her ear. "You're a 
hot piece, aren't you, honey?" 

Mary was wild with lust now. Harold's fingers were fucking her again, 
thrusting in and out of her cunt and ass and making her crazy hot. 

"Bring her off," Gloria said to Harold. Harold chuckled. "Why don't you do 
it, baby? Suck her ass and make her come." 

"Oh, shut up!" 

"Go on, do it!" 

His fingers came out, and Mary groaned as Gloria suddenly shifted her body 
around to get her face between Mary's asscheeks. 

Harold slid his head underneath to get his mouth on Mary's dripping cunt. 
Gloria nuzzled and licked, and then finally the blonde pushed her face in 
deeper to get her lips on Mary's asshole. 

They'll kill me, Mary thought with a shudder. She felt their tongues, 
Harold's tongue probing her cunt while his wife's tongue reamed out her ass. 

God, I love it, Mary thought. Harold had shot a load up her ass in the 
living room and now Gloria was there sucking it out. 

Mary wailed as Harold rubbed his nose against her clit. 

She tossed around and cried out as Gloria reamed out her shithole. 

Finally Harold pulled away. "Come on, Gloria, fuck me! Get your cunt on my 
cock!" 

He had a hard-on again. He stretched out on his back and Gloria quickly 
mounted him. She straddled him, squatted over his crotch and pushed his 
cherry-colored knob inside her cunt-hole. The big-titted blonde grunted as 
she sat down on his long cock. 

Mary watched it. She was fascinated by the way Gloria was tossing around 
now. The blonde's tits bounced up and down like a pair of pink balloons as 
she fucked her husband. 

Gloria kept her body rocking on Harold's lap as his hands slid around her to 
grip her asscheeks. 

Mary crouched beside them on the bed now, thrilled to the core as she 
watched the fucking. Gloria's cunt looked like a big pink mouth sucking on 
his wet cockshaft. Mary had an urge to touch the blonde now. She wanted the 
feel of Gloria's body in her hands. 

She kissed Gloria's neck first. Then she slid a hand down over Gloria's back 
to the blonde's bouncing ass. 

Gloria looked at Mary and smiled. "Touch my pussy, honey. You can play with 
my clit while we fuck." 

Mary did it. She slid a hand between their crotches to find Gloria's gash. 
She stroked the shaft of Gloria's fat clit as the blonde continued bouncing 
up and down on her husband's prick. 

"God, I love this," Gloria said. "Rub my clit, honey. I'm going to make it 
soon and if you rub my clit I'll make it big." 

The blonde continued pumping up and down, bouncing her way to an orgasm, her 
tits rolling, her cunt sucking on Harold's long cock. 

Finally Gloria came. A gurgling sound came out of her throat as a deep 
shudder passed through her body. 

Mary watched it. She had never seen a woman come so hard and it turned her 
on. When Gloria finally climbed off Harold, Mary quivered as she gazed at 
the blonde's fucked-out pussy. 

Harold's cock was still hard, still long and pink and swaying like a baton 
in the air. 

Gloria smiled at Mary. "Go on, fuck him, honey! Climb on and fuck him!" 

Harold chuckled as Mary climbed on. Her pussy was so wet, his cock slipped 
inside before she was aware of it. But once it was in there she felt it, all 
right. She started bouncing on him, her tits jiggling as her cunt stroked up 
and down on his hard prick. 

Before long he made her roll over on her belly. When she rose up on her 
knees, he drove his prick up her pussy to the hilt and started fucking her 
again. 

Gloria decided to get in on the action. She held Harold's balls as she 
watched his cock slide in and out of Mary's drenched cunthole. 

"Why don't you fuck her ass again?" Gloria said. 

Harold cursed. "Give her a break, Gloria." 

"I bet you she wants it. You want it, don't you, Mary?" 

Mary groaned. "I don't care! He can put it anywhere he wants!" 

Gloria giggled. "Go on, Harold!" 

Harold jammed his thumb inside Mary's asshole, stretching her shitter as his 
cock continued fucking her pussy. 

Mary went wild as Harold jabbed and twisted his finger in her shithole. Then 
suddenly he pulled his cock out of her cunt and moved his cock-knob to the 
grommet of her asshole. She held her breath and waited for it. She wanted 
his long cock in her ass again. 

Gloria took hold of Harold's balls and held them as he worked his cock 
inside Mary's shitter. "That's the way, baby. Get it inside her ass and fuck 
her." 

"Gloria, you're something." 

"Let me see it going in." 

Harold pushed forward, grunting as Mary's hot ass once again gripped his 
cock. 

"Christ, it's good," he said. 

Gloria giggled. "You like fucking ass too much." 

"Hell, I got it from you." 

He pumped slowly in and out of Mary's shithole. She loved it. She could feel 
every bump on his cockshaft with her shit-tube. It was always like that when 
she had a cock in her ass and she always loved it. 

"She's a peach," Harold said to his wife. 

"You mean her ass is a peach. You like fucking them in the ass more than in 
the pussy." 

Gloria moved behind her husband now. She stroked his ass, tickled his 
asscrack with her fingers and then pushed her thumb inside his ass while the 
other fingers grabbed his balls. 

She held him like that, holding his nuts with her thumb in his ass while he 
fucked Mary's ass. 

Harold loved it. He kept his prick sliding in and out of Mary's hot ass 
while his wife screwed her thumb around in his asshole. 

He came finally. He roared like a bull as he shot his load inside Mary's 
ass. Gloria kept her thumb twisting in his asshole as the jism squirted out 
of his cock. 

When it was over at last, Mary gave a last shudder and collapsed on the bed 
like a damp rag. 

She'd had it. She was fucked out and frazzled and all she could do now was 
moan softly when Gloria turned her over. 

The big-titted blonde giggled as she sat down on Mary's face. "Now she can 
suck me a while. Harold, you go make us some coffee because it looks like a 
long night." 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Mary decided it couldn't go on. She either had to walk out on Paul or find a 
way to stop her need for so much sex. The way things were going, Paul would 
sooner or later find out about her cheating and her life would go down the 
tubes. 

What I need is help, she thought. She started thinking about it, reading 
magazines and talking to people without completely revealing what she 
wanted. She finally picked out a shrink who seemed safe enough and she went 
to see him. 

The shrink's name was Terman, and as soon as Mary walked into his office she 
felt better. She felt that here at last was someone who could advise her and 
help her get her life straightened out. 

After she sat down in the comfortable chair facing his desk, he smiled at 
her. "Well, what's the problem?" 

Mary squirmed. "I'm not good at this." 

Dr. Terman laughed. "No one is. I'm not even good at it myself. But you've 
got to tell me what the problem is if we're going to fix it." 

His eyes were on her and she realized he was looking at her as a woman and 
not only as a patient. Well, let him look, she thought. Maybe he'd work 
harder to get her life straightened out. 

He encouraged her to talk and gradually she told him about her problems with 
Paul and her marriage and all the cheating she'd been doing. 

Terman smiled. "He doesn't do it for you." 

"What?" 

"You don't get off with your husband, right?" 

Mary felt herself blushing. "Not usually." 

"That's not good." 

"It's awful." 

"You're a healthy woman and you need fucking. It's understandable that you 
do whatever you can to find it." 

She was surprised at the way he talked, but at least it made her feel more 
at ease. 

"But I don't want that," she said. "I want my marriage to work." 

Terman nodded. Once again she was aware of his eyes on her tits. She was 
also aware that all the talk about sex was already turning her on. 

"What happens when you're with your hus-band?" Terman said. 

"He's never that interested." 

"What do you do with him?" 

She told everything about Paul. Then she started talking about all the 
swinging she'd been doing, the fucking with the neighbors and with men and 
couples she picked up in bars. 

"I like orgies," she said. "And I like getting fucked in my rear end. I 
suppose that makes me a pervert or something." 

Terman chuckled. "There's nothing wrong with liking those things." 

"Are you sure?" 

He showed no surprise about anything she told him. She was hot now. All the 
talk about sex had caused her pussy to gush and she could feel the wetness 
between her legs. 

"You're an attractive woman and you ought to have an adequate sex life," 
Terman said. 

"Thank you." 

"The basic problem is that you might never be able to get it from your 
husband. We have to find out if that's possible and the only way to do that 
is to find out what you need sexually." 

"What I need sexually?" 

"What makes you tick, so to speak." 

She was getting uneasy now. Maybe it was his eyes or the way he talked. Her 
pussy was flooded, the crotch of her pantyhose soaked with cuntjuice. 

He smiled at her. "You're turned on now, aren't you?" She blushed. 

"I always get turned on talking about sex." 

"Let's have a look at it." 

"What?" 

"Pull your dress up and open your legs." 

"I'm wearing pantyhose." She knew it was stupid to say that, but it just 
came out and she couldn't help it. "Do it anyway," Terman said. He wants to 
fuck me, she thought. She could tell by his eyes that he wanted to fuck her 
and a shudder went through her as she realized she wanted it as much as he 
did. 

She'd come to him to get advice about her promiscuity and now here she was 
hot to fuck his pants off. She did what he wanted. She raised her dress, 
pulled it back to her waist as she sat there in opened her thighs to show 
him her crotch. He looked at it a long time. He wasn't smiling or anything, 
but she could see the hot interest in his eyes. 

'You've got yourself all wet," he said. She trembled. "I can't help it. 
Sometimes I get so wet it's almost like-" 

"Pissing in your panties?" 

"Yes." He smiled. "But it's not piss, it's pussy-juice. I think I can smell 
it all the way over here. Do you like getting head?" 

"I sure do." 

"Well, maybe we'll do that later. Why don't you stand up now and get your 
clothes off? I'd like to see you without clothes." She gave him a teasing 
look as she rose up. "Is this part of the treatment?" He smiled at her. "I 
think it's time I locked the door." She felt so powerless with him, so 
turned on sexually." 

"What I need sexually?" 

"What makes you tick, so to speak." 

She was getting uneasy now. Maybe it was his eyes or the way he talked. Her 
pussy was flooded, the crotch of her pantyhose soaked with cuntjuice. 

He smiled at her. "You're turned on now, aren't you?" 

She blushed. "I always get turned on talking about sex." 

"Let's have a look at it." 

"What?" 

"Pull your dress up and open your legs." 

"I'm wearing pantyhose." She knew it was stupid to say that, but it just 
came out and she couldn't help it. 

"Do it anyway," Terman said. 

He wants to fuck me, she thought. She could tell by his eyes that he wanted 
to fuck her and a shudder went through her as she realized she wanted it as 
much as he did. She'd come to him to get advice about her promiscuity and 
now here she was hot to fuck his pants off. 

She did what he wanted. She raised her dress, pulled it back to her waist as 
she sat there in the chair, pulled her dress all the way back and opened her 
thighs to show him her crotch. 

He looked at it a long time. He wasn't smiling or anything, but she could 
see the hot interest in his eyes. 

'You've got yourself all wet," he said. 

She trembled. "I can't help it. Sometimes I get so wet it's almost like-" 

"Pissing in your panties?" 

"Yes." 

He smiled. "But it's not piss, it's pussy-juice. I think I can smell it all 
the way over here. Do you like getting head?" 

"I sure do." 

"Well, maybe we'll do that later. Why don't you stand up now and get your 
clothes off? I'd like to see you without clothes." 

She gave him a teasing look as she rose up. "Is this part of the treatment?" 

He smiled at her. "I think it's time I locked the door." 

She felt so powerless with him, so turned on and hungry for him. She 
undressed as he stood there and watched her. Treatment, hell, they were 
going to fuck and they both knew it. When her tits were free, she ran her 
hands over them and made them bounce like a pair of balloons. 

His eyes raked over her . "Leave the pantyhose on for a moment." 

"All right." 

"You're extremely sexual, aren't you?" 

She giggled, her fingers toying with her nipples. "That's right. That's just 
what I am." 

Ten minutes later, he had her sitting on the chair again and jerking off. 
She still had her pantyhose on. He made her rub her pussy through the nylon, 
her fingers rubbing her clit and cuntlips and the whole thing making her 
frustrated because she couldn't get deep inside her cunthole. 

He hadn't touched her yet. So far he'd done nothing but look at her, at her 
bare tits and at her ass and pussy in the pantyhose. 

"Tell me about the women," he said. 

So she talked about the women she'd made it with while she jerked off. About 
Helen Reed and Gloria Kyle and all the pussy-sucking and asshole sucking and 
tit-sucking. Of course talking about it made her even hotter and now her 
hand was going like a vibrator as she rubbed her sopping cunt through the 
nylon of her pantyhose. 

"Go on, come," he said. "Finish it and come." 

The way he said it was like a command and that seemed enough to do it. She 
came with a sharp cry, his fingers mauling her clit and the nylon now making 
a slurping sound as it rubbed against her gushing cunt. 

"Now take them off." 

"What?" 

"The pantyhose," he said. "Take them off and give them to me." 

She did it. She was glad to get rid of the damn pantyhose. She peeled them 
off and tossed them at him with a giggle. Then she giggled again as he 
raised the nylon to his face and sniffed at it. 

"Hey, you're freaky," she said. 

"You have a nice smell." 

"Mmmmmm, honey, you can sniff at me anytime." 

She wondered if he had a wife. She was dying to see him naked now, eager to 
have a look at his cock and balls. 

"You're an interesting woman," he said. 

"Well, if I'm that interesting, why don't you get your clothes off?" 

Terman chuckled. "All right, I will." 

Finally, she thought. She watched him as he rose up to peel his clothes off. 
First the white jacket and then the shirt and tie and then the shoes and 
pants. At last his shorts came off and there was his cock hanging like a 
thick sausage, getting stiff even as she watched it. 

She liked watching a cock get hard. He had big low-hanging balls and she 
liked that too. She liked to see a man's balls hanging below his cock like a 
sack of goodies just waiting for a woman's hand. She wet her lips as she 
watched a drop of clear juice ooze out at the tip of his fat prick. 

"That's a nice one," she said. 

"Suck one of your tits." 

"Huh?" 

"Take one of your tits in your mouth and suck it. Suck your tit while you 
play with your pussy." 

She giggled. He was freaky, all right. But the fact was she liked it and she 
did what he wanted. She lifted her left tit with her left hand and sucked at 
the nipple. Then she slipped her right hand between her legs and she started 
jerking off again. 

The nipple became stiff in her mouth, stiff and long and as thick as a 
finger. 

Her pussy was gushing again, her clit throbbing and her cunt-flesh swollen 
and slippery. 

"God, you'd better fuck me soon," she said. He walked over and stood in 
front of her with his cock bobbing. She dropped her tit now and she reached 
out to grab his prick, stroke his cockshaft and curl her fingers under his 
balls. 

"Why don't you fuck me?" she said. 

"Don't stop jerking off." 

He made her come three more times. She kept one hand on his prick, fondling 
it as she whacked off. Then finally he pushed forward to touch the tip of 
his cock to her mouth and she knew it was time to get hers. 

She opened her mouth, teased him by wagging her tongue at his cockhead 
without touching it. 

"Go on, suck it,' he said with a chuckle. "Show me how good a cocksucker you 
are." 

She blew him. She was hot for it now, eager to suck his prick, her pussy 
already spasming as she rolled her tongue over his fat cock-knob and sucked 
at his pisshole. What a comforting feeling it was to have such a nice prick 
to suck. 

He had lots of hair around his cock and balls and it turned her on. Then she 
had an urge to suck his balls and she pulled her mouth off his cock and bent 
her head to get at his balls. She sucked one ball and then the other, and 
then he chuckled and pushed her away. 

"Get up and let me sit down," he said. 

When he sat down and she was down on her knees in front of him, he wanted 
her to suck his cock again. But she looked at him coyly and shook her head. 

"Pull your knees up," she said. 

He was amused. "You're a hot little bitch, aren't you?" 

When he had his knees pulled back to his chest, she bent forward and rimmed 
him. She ran her tongue up and down his hairy asscrack and then around the 
puckered grommet of his little asshole. 

"Inside," he said. "Let me feel it inside." 

She did that too. She had a ball doing it because it turned him on so much. 
His ass had a musky smell and she decided she liked doing it to a man more 
than to a woman. 

They were married three months later. It took a while to get Paul to agree 
to a friendly divorce, but finally it was finished and with a look of bliss 
on her face she became Mrs. Arthur Terman. From that moment on, she made 
damn sure Arthur had nothing in his balls to give to another woman. 


End
