SW-151  Sex Seeking Housewife
[aka 'Love Thy Neighbor's Wife']
(John Garnett)


TO THE READER 

 While fictional in nature, this book has, besides entertainment, the 
purpose of acquainting the reader with manners of sexual activity at times 
practiced within contemporary society. 

 The Editor 


FOREWORD 

It is a danger when a very attractive female neighbor is overly friendly 
with the male neighbors. For very often the male neighbor cannot resist the 
sexual urge that he feels and finds himself getting into a sexual tangle. 
For usually the wife is full of suspicions about any overly friendly female. 
And she is not about to relinquish her hold on her husband to any scheming, 
oversexed, immoral woman who lives next door. 

It is vital to forget about "swapping" as this has proven very dangerous 
too. When the "swap party" begins, everyone thinks they are open-minded and 
generous sexually. Often as not the converse proves true. 

Our story concerns a woman who could not be satisfied sexually. She felt the 
compulsion to carry on with as many men as she could find and if they ran 
out she knew she'd have to resort to utilizing sexual "devices." 

At the moment she was involved in a frantic sexual interlude she could care 
less for moral considerations. But once it was over, she paused to give 
thought to where she was heading. For she recognized clearly the pleasure 
was all that mattered-and she didn't have a care or worry in the world. 

However, when suspicions of her husband became so great that she did feel 
guilt for what she was doing to him and their marriage, she didn't enjoy her 
"hanky-panky" fun and games so much. 

Finally, she wanted to stop playing around. But the neighbor she'd been 
servicing wanted her to continue. He was a bachelor and relied upon her for 
his sexual outlet. She tried to get out of her sex involvement, but found 
that it was nowhere as easy to get out of the sex tangle-as it had been to 
jump into it. 

Too late she learned that the price she had to pay for her infidelity was a 
grim one. 

-The Publisher 

 CHAPTER ONE 

Donna pushed Clint down between her legs. Clint didn't know whether he 
wanted to eat her or not. But Donna insisted. 

"You made me suck your cock, Clint," she reminded him, "and you've got to 
entertain me with your tongue." 

Clint let his tongue slide back and forth along her pussy. He had never had 
his face so close to a woman's crotch. But with his wife insisting like 
this, he wasn't left with much alternative. 

"Just lick it, baby," Donna begged him. "Pull my pussy lips apart. Look at 
it before you lick it. Go ahead, honey." 

She was making no bones about what she wanted. But Clint was backing off. 

"Go ahead," she begged him, "you'll love it. Taste me." 

Clint gently pulled her pussy lips apart. He gazed at her pink flesh. 

"It won't hurt you," she fumed. "Lick me, darling. I want you to." 

Finally, Clint let his tongue slip into her vagina. He discovered that it 
didn't taste bad. 

"That's the way," she told him, "suck on it. Go ahead, baby, lick me." 

She was getting more and more aroused now. 

"Yes, baby," she begged him frantically, "now you're doing it. That's the 
way I like it. Oh, sweetheart, suck me. Suck me." 

Passionately, Clint's tongue flipped into her. 

"Yes, baby, yes," she told him, "that's how I like it. Now you're doing it." 

Clint's hot tongue stabbed into her vagina. He was deriving enormous 
pleasure now from sucking on her pussy. 

His hands caressed Donna's ass cheeks. Donna was thrilled with the way he 
was demonstrating his affection for her. 

"Eat it, baby," she whispered. "That's how it's done. Ohhh, lick it." 

It wasn't going to take much more of this. 

"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "that's what I want you to do." 

His tongue stabbed into her as if it was a penis. She loved it. 

"Suck me," she begged him. "Suck me." 

She was in a perfect position now. And he loved it. At this point his tongue 
whipped up and down her clit. She gushed. He pressed his lips tight against 
her pussy as he sucked her dry. 

Now that Clint had finished sucking her hot pussy hole, he was determined 
that he was going to find complete fulfillment. He got to his feet and 
smiled at her. 

"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I'm gonna get what I want out of you." 

She looked at him anxiously. 

"I've already blown you. What more do you expect?" 

Clint was not afraid to tell his wife what he wanted. 

"I want your tongue to enter my ass hole." 

She looked at him angrily. 

"I'm not going to penetrate your ass hole with my tongue. Do you 
understand?" 

Clint reached for Donna. Her black hair fell about her shoulders. Her eyes 
glared at him. 

"If you make me eat your ass hole," she told him, "I'll get a divorce." 

"I can just hear you telling the judge I made you suck ass," he chuckled. 

Donna didn't find it funny. She slapped his face. At that point Clint 
grabbed her. 

"Now you are gonna eat out my ass," he fumed. 

She couldn't complain any more. For he was determined that he was going to 
get her to do what he wanted her to. 

He got her on the bed and he held his legs up. His ass was easily available 
for her to tongue. She still was glaring at him. 

"Honey," he smiled, "remember that trip I promised you?" 

This really bugged her. Clint apparently would make the trip contingent on 
her eating out his ass. 

"Damn you," she told him. "What do you think you are, some fucking senator 
that has me on his payroll? I'm not that kind of girl." 

"I only wish I was a senator," he told her. "I read about that guy in the 
paper. He sure had a nice time with that girl." 

Clasping his buttocks, she began tongueing him out. His ass quivered as her 
hot tongue shot up his rectum. 

She was developing an expertise at eating his butt. But he wanted still 
more. 

"Honey," he smiled at her, "while you are eating out my ass, you could be 
pulling on my pecker." 

Grimly, she reached for his huge shaft. She watched Clint's balls swing up 
with every upswing of her hand. He was really getting horny now. 

"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "Does that ever feel fantastic." 

He was enjoying it intensely. 

"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "suck ass. Pull on my pecker." 

With rhythmic hand grabs she went on stimulating him. He was so aroused now 
he was trembling. 

"Ohhh," he groaned as his ass rocked back and forth. 

It was all his wife could do to keep her tongue inserted in his ass hole. 

"Keep it up," he told her. "Suck. Suck my ass. 

Finally, she realized that she would have to blow him. She could just hear 
him shouting at her if he didn't get his cock sucked off. 

"Eat my cock," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, yes. Suck it." 

She slid her mouth over his penis. He watched as she went up and down on 
him. 

"All the way to the base, baby," he told her. "Don't stop now." 

She parted his ass cheeks. She fingered his ass hole as he continued 
sucking. 

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Just like that. Keep it up." 

She continued pleasing him. He loved the feeling of her finger plunging up 
his ass hole. But he loved it even more when he felt her hot, wet mouth 
giving him the suck he needed. 

His hot, white sperm was about to explode. 

"Ohhh," he gasped excitedly, "yes. Suck off. Suck off!" 

He wanted to make sure at blast-off time that her mouth was cupped over his 
cock. If there was anything that he hated, it was a woman who would not suck 
and swallow his cum. To make sure that she performed the way he wanted her 
to, he held his hand over her head. 

Shoving her farther down over himself, he rammed hard. 

"Eat me," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck. Now you're doing it. Suck it off." 

The electrical thrills that shot through his body had him aroused. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. You're really something." 

He was pleased with her performance. The hot, white juice suddenly exploded 
in her mouth. She gulped greedily. This was Clint's opportunity to continue 
spurting his sperm load in her mouth. For the more she sucked, the more he 
shot. 

"I'm hotter than a pistol today, honey," he told her. "You just keep that 
up." 

She continually sucked now. 

"Eat it," he insisted. "Suck off. Suck, baby, suck." 

Finally he had finished giving her his cum load. She still sucked and it 
tickled now. 

"Pull off, baby," he told her. "You've had enough. There isn't any more." 

Slipping her mouth off his cock, she looked at him. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "was that ever a good blow job." 

His wife was disgusted. 

"If you ever ask me to rim your ass hole again," she informed him flatly, "I 
am gonna file for divorce." 

Clint was furious. 

"I thought you would enjoy it," he complained. "Instead, you are just as 
rotten a performer in bed as you've always been. You want to do it your way. 
I can suck your pussy and lick your ass. That's fine. But when I ask you to 
go down on me, you object." 

Donna told him what she thought about it all. 

"I think the whole world is sick on sex," she said. "I think people ought to 
do it the old-fashioned way." 

Clint threw his head back and laughed. 

"Old-fashioned, my ass," he told her. "They were doing this back in the days 
of Pompeii and Rome. Don't tell me the old way is your way. If anything, the 
old way is my way. What do you think the devil was doing with Eve in that 
Garden?" 

All of the sudden Donna realized perhaps Clint was telling the truth. 

"Do you think the devil really went down on Eve?" 

"Sounds like it," he told her. "There they were, bare-ass naked and didn't 
know it. That was, until she listened to the snake and watched his tongue." 

She shook her head. 

"Maybe you're right. I never thought of it that way." 

The next day in the office Clint had an idea. Betty was a bosomy blonde that 
really got to him. He suggested they might have lunch together. 

"Clint," Betty smiled, "you shouldn't be taking me out to lunch. You're a 
married man. And I'm a married woman." 

"That makes it all the more interesting," he laughed. 

"And a lot more dangerous," she contributed. 

Clint recognized she was telling the truth. He was greatly concerned over 
the situation. Betty finally agreed to have lunch with him. Over lunch, he 
got personal. 

"How's your sex life?" 

At first Betty didn't want to answer. But when Clint persisted and was 
pressing his thigh against hers, she thought she'd better. 

"No thank you," she told him frankly. "I get enough. As a matter-of-fact, my 
husband is oversexed." Clint smiled. 

"Most men are, if you listen to their wives," he laughed. 

"No fooling, he is," Betty explained. "Gary read this sex book that says the 
average guy does it three times a week. He won't give me any peace." 

Clint threw his head back and laughed. 

"No, he wants a piece of ass, that's why," he told her quite frankly. 

"He also expects me to do perverse things," she shook her head, "and I think 
it's revolting. I think people used to do it the right way. You know, face 
to face. He wants me to put my face next to his crotch. It's revolting." 

Clint laughed. "There's nothing revolting about oral sex," he insisted. "As 
a matter-of-fact, I'm always trying to get Donna to do me that way." 

She looked at him. Clint placed her hand on his crotch. She could tell he 
really had a hard-on. 

"You're very horny, aren't you?" she asked. 

"Baby, I would give my left ball to have you go to bed with me," he 
admitted. 

"Why, Clint," she gasped, "I'm surprised at you." 

"Let's take off," he suggested. "Nobody would be the wiser. You and me. We 
could really have a ball." 

"Stop it, Clint," she told him. "We wouldn't dare. We would get in trouble." 

Clint finally convinced her. Even though it was against her better judgment, 
she thought it might be an interesting experience. They went to a downtown 
hotel. Fortunately, no one knew either of them. Clint signed in as Mr. and 
Mrs. John Adams. 

"That's so patriotic," she laughed. 

When they got up to their room and Clint had purposely bought a bottle of 
booze and some ice cubes and 7-Up, they started drinking. 

"If you drink too much," she warned him, "you won't want any sex." 

"You don't have to worry about me none," he told her. "I'm always horny." 

To prove his point, Clint began undressing. As she saw his bulging crotch, 
she became hotter for him. 

"Hey, baby, let me do the unveiling," she told him as she went over to him. 

She was eager to let him see how good she could be at performing sexually. 
She wasted no time. He came over to her and she slid his shorts off. She 
reached for his huge cock and stroked it gently back and forth. 

"I see you like it," he told her. "And I'm gonna give you an opportunity to 
lick it." 

He was getting a big charge out of this now. For she decided to go down on 
him. She got down there between his legs before she had completely 
undressed. This bothered him. 

"Take off your bra and panties," he told her. "I want you bare-ass naked 
when you're sucking me off." 

Betty was glad that Clint reminded her to strip. For she had gotten so 
carried away with his cock that she couldn't think of anything else. 

She unfastened her bra and Clint's eyes bulged. 

"You're really something," he told her. "I love to suck on big tits. And I'm 
gonna enjoy you. I can tell you that." 

He wasted no time. He was eager to suck her bosoms. Coming closer to her, he 
massaged her big breasts. 

"Ohhh, what a pair of tits you have, honey," he told her as he sucked both 
of them. 

He made such loud suck sounds as he lapped at her bosoms she had to tell him 
to take it easy. 

"Honey," he told her, "Let them listen. They keep looking at color 
television fuck films." 

She laughed as she watched him go down on her. Dropping to his knees, he 
clasped her buttocks in a worshipful attitude. His tongue swung to her 
pussy. She thrilled to the way he flipped his tongue back and forth across 
her vagina. 

"Ohhh, baby," she told him eagerly, "do me. Just like that. Now, darling, 
now." 

It was getting her hot as he flipped his tongue up and down her slit. Then 
he pulled his tongue out. He took Betty in his arms and carried her over to 
the bed. She enjoyed all of the attention. She spread her legs. He got down 
there and slid his hands under her ass cheeks. His talented tongue went to 
work. He was glad that he wasn't doing it with his wife. He was tired of all 
of her raps. Now he could suck and finger fuck her ass hole and she only 
would compliment him. For she loved it. 

"Yes, yes," she begged him, "keep doing that, darling. You're driving me 
crazy." 

It wouldn't be much longer now until he was cuming. For he got so excited 
that he knew he would have to shoot his wad. Therefore, he figured he's 
better get her off fast. Because she was almost there, too. 

His hot tongue flipped back and forth across her clit. Then he momentarily 
pulled his finger from her ass hole and let his tongue slide along her ass 
crack. She enjoyed his tongue invading her rectum. But at the same time she 
was eager for him to finish her pussy suck. 

She threw her legs over his shoulders. She pumped her pelvis to him. 

"Clint, baby, eat my pussy, eat my pussy," she panted anxiously. 

Her words were like music to Clint's ears. This was exactly the way he 
wanted her to talk. He wanted to have her demonstrate just how excited she 
could become. 

"Ohhh, baby, now you're doing it. That's the way I like it." 

Clint's tongue stiffened. He sniffed and licked and sucked on her pussy. He 
was determined he would bring her off in a sticky session. 

Now she was juicing. She could hardly stand it. 

"Eat me," she begged him. "Suck me. 

That's how. Suck me." 

Passionately he went on licking and lapping at her vagina. Finally, she 
juiced. 

"Yes, yes," she begged him eagerly, "suck my pussy. That's how." 

The erotic frenzy that he felt now was almost more than he could stand. 
Immediately he had to get her to blow him. When he pulled his tongue out of 
her pussy once he'd finished licking her, he straddled her. 

"I want to slide my ass over those big tits," he told her, "and then I want 
to fuck your face." 

Betty loved the wild way he had. She thrilled to the feeling of his round, 
firm ass cheeks crushing down on her bare bosoms. But what she loved even 
more was the moment when he ordered her to suck his ass. For she liked 
weirdo sex. 

Clasping his firm, round ass cheeks, she let her tongue gently caress his 
bare bottom. This did excite him. 

"Now stiffen your tongue," he ordered her, "and flip it right up my rectum." 

She finally relented and did as he told her. Her tongue stiffened and she 
stabbed it up his ass hole. 

"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "That feels super. Oh, baby, you're really tongue 
fucking me now." 

When she finished arousing him in this manner, she didn't take long to 
further satisfy him. She licked his balls passionately. He loved the 
sensation of her tongue licking back and forth on his big, hairy, swelling 
balls. But what he loved even more was the way she licked the underside of 
his shaft tickling the glans portion of his penis. Finally she capped his 
cock with her mouth. 

"Blow it," he told her. "Go ahead, honey, suck me." 

He slid his cock in her mouth. She gripped the head of his shaft. She slowly 
sucked his penis. Her eyes closed as she feasted herself on his cock. 

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Just like that." 

It was not going to be much longer before his cock exploded in her mouth. 
This was what she was waiting for. 

"Eat me," he begged her anxiously. "Suck me. Ohhh, baby, yes. Suck it off." 

His hot, white cream surged into her mouth as she went on sucking him off. 

When Betty finished sucking and swallowing his cum load, she realized they 
were both going to be late back to the office. 

"We'd better get back," she warned him. "We could be in big trouble." 

Looking at his watch and realizing how much time they had spent together, he 
nodded. 

"All right," he told her, "but we'd better go in separately. They'll suspect 
something." 

They both got dressed and went back to the office. Clint came in first. 
Betty arrived a short time later. Not much was said about it, but they both 
felt certain that people were suspicious. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

That night Donna was more difficult than ever. 

"You really get me angry," she told him. "I heard about what happened at the 
office today." 

"What happened?" 

"You and that blonde, good-for-nothing Betty had sex, no doubt. You both 
were gone a couple of hours. You came in late." 

"How the fuck did you find out?" 

"I have my spies," she told him. 

Now he was getting angry. 

"You have no right to accuse me. I haven't done anything. So don't bug me." 

Donna shook her head. 

"Your own conscious is bugging you. And it should." 

She was looking at him indifferently. She knew very well that he was guilty. 
However, she was being careful not to say too much to him. For she didn't 
want to get him too angry. 

When someone moved into the house that had been vacant next door, she kept 
her eyes open. She noticed there wasn't a woman. She hoped that the man was 
single as she thought she had every right to find out what it would be like 
to have some sexual hanky panky. 

Fortunately, the man didn't seem to go to work every morning. So one day she 
decided she would get acquainted with him. Going over to his house, she 
introduced herself. 

"I'm Donna, your next-door neighbor," she smiled as he answered the door. 

"Pleased to meet you," he told her. "Come in. My name is Brad," he smiled as 
he extended his hand to her. 

She took his hand and shook it warmly. 

"Brad, it's so nice to have you next door," she told him. "I believe in 
being a good neighbor." 

"So do I," he told her. "As a matter-of-fact, I've seen you." 

"Have you really?" she smiled knowingly. 

Brad nodded and assured her, "When I see a beautiful woman, my eyes always 
open up." 

She accepted his flattery swiftly. 

"That's so nice of you to say that," he told him'. "I think we could remain 
good neighbors if we kept our proper distance." 

He was coming closer to her now and she was nervous. She looked up into 
Brad's blonde face and noticed the light that seemed to be blazing in his 
blue eyes as he looked at her. 

"You know," he told her, "I'm almost sorry you are married." 

"It doesn't make any difference," she told him. "You can still say you like 
me." 

Brad laughed as he stood close to her. 

"Sure, I can say I like you. But that doesn't mean I can go to bed with you. 
I wish that that was my honor." 

Her breath was short now as her heart pounded rapidly. 

"Why, Brad," Donna sighed, "I was thinking of the same thing. You're such a 
handsome man that I'm sure you would be a good playmate between the sheets." 

Brad laughed. 

"Would you like to experience sex some afternoon?" 

Donna nodded eagerly. 

"Yes," she told him. "My husband expects too much. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe 
he's right. I don't know." 

Brad thought it was time to suggest a drink. 

"What would you like?" he asked her. "Scotch or bourbon or Vodka?" 

"I'm a Vodka girl," she grinned. "If you have some orange juice and could 
mix me a Screwdriver, I'd love it, Brad." 

Brad wasted no time in preparing a drink for her. 

As they sat on the sofa, sipping their drinks, Brad made his move. He put 
his arm around her and gently caressed her shoulder. She looked up at him 
nervously. 

"Do I excite you?" 

He could see that Donna was like a small girl testing her sexual appeal. He 
also could detect the fact that she had not played around a lot. This 
ignited him, too. Nodding, he assured her, "You can hold your own, honey. 
There aren't many men that have a chance to get acquainted with a girl like 
you. You're innocent." 

This made her heart flutter. 

"Oh, you picked up on it," she grinned. "I guess I really am innocent. My 
silly old husband expects me to do terrible things in bed with him. But you 
wouldn't demand that, would you, Brad?" 

Brad shook his head. 

"I promise to be a good boy if we can go to bed now." 

They decided to get in bed together. And when Brad had locked the door and 
pulled the drapes, she joined him in his bedroom. 

"I feel guilty all of the sudden," she said as she nervously scratched her 
neck. 

"You don't have to," he told her. "There's nothing wrong with a couple 
getting acquainted like this. As a matter-of-fact, I think we're gonna be 
very good neighbors." 

Brad demonstrated his willingness to play with her. He took off his coat and 
tossed it aside. Then he unfastened his belt and sat down in a chair, took 
off his shoes and socks and pulled off his pants. Now he stood there with 
only his shorts on. He pulled off his shorts finally and she could see the 
big cock swinging between his legs. 

"Would you like to suck it for me?" he suggested. 

That did it. She was hoping he wouldn't think of such a thing. 

"You men are all alike," she told him. "Damn it!" 

Not understanding exactly what she meant, Brad looked down between his legs. 

"Well, what did you expect to see swinging between my legs?" 

"I didn't mean your cocks are all alike," she shook her head. "I mean, your 
dirty desires. You expect me to put my mouth on your cock." 

"I was going to do you the honor of placing my penis in your mouth. Yes. 
Then you could have the pleasure of sucking on it. You would also enjoy 
getting a good load of cum. I know plenty of women who would give anything 
to get a mouthful of cum." 

This enraged her. 

"You're talking just like he talks." 

"Who is he?" 

"My dirty-minded husband," she shook her head angrily. "He-likes to go down 
on me. He-likes to have me go down on him. It's disgusting." 

"It's pleasure," Brad insisted. "It's all in the way you look at it. 
Apparently, someone has given you a ass steer, baby. It's an honor to give a 
guy a blow job. And I consider it an honor to lick a lady's pussy." 

"A woman who will allow a man to go down on her pussy is not a lady," she 
countered quickly. 

"It's not the way I see it," he told her. "I'm gonna put some honey in your 
pussy. I want to coat it real nice and then I'll lick you." 

Nervously now, she sipped her drink. She couldn't continue undressing. 

"I'll go get the honey," Brad suggested, "and when I come back I want you 
bare-ass naked. Do you understand, Donna?" 

There was something strange and sinister about the way he said this. Donna 
thought she read blackmail into his tone. She tried not to think about it as 
he left the room and began finishing stripping. 

When he came back in the room with the honey container, she was completely 
nude. His jaw hung slack and his eyes focused on her fur-trimmed triangle 
and her beautiful bosoms. He licked his lips in anticipation of the pleasure 
he would have with her naked body. 

"Am I all right?" she asked him. 

Brad nodded. Slipping his hands under her buttocks, he soon brought his 
tongue even with her pussy. His tongue flipped gingerly back and forth 
across her vagina. Finally, he stiffened and plunged into her. He used his 
tongue to penetrate her pussy as if it were a cock. She enjoyed this erotic 
arousal. 

"Yes, yes," she cried anxiously, "that's how I want you to do it. Love me." 

Nibbling her clit, he got her close to climax. 

"Lay off," she told him. "I want you to make it last. Just slide your tongue 
in slow. Caress my clit." 

Brad was learning something about eating pussy. He was delighted that she 
was cooperating and telling him what excited her. For that was the only way 
he could determine for sure what strokes would bring her ultimate pleasure. 

"Ohhh," she groaned, "I like it when you do it that way. Yes, yes." 

Passionately he continued tonguing her. 

"Yes, baby, yes," he begged her, "do that." 

The erotic sensations were building to a climax. He slid his hands from 
under her buttocks. He reached up and gripped her breasts. He played with 
the nipples. She thrilled to the feel of his fingers as they pinched her 
breasts. 

"Suck me," she begged anxiously, "suck my sweet pussy." 

Inserting his tongue in her vagina, he flipped it smoothly back and forth. 

"Eat me," she exclaimed anxiously. "Suck me." 

She was coming closer, ever closer, to the erotic fulfillment she sought. 

"Now, now," she cried eagerly, "Lick it." 

He sucked her hard now. She was pushing up to him. Her body was sweating as 
she shoved at him. His hands squeezed her breasts as she juiced in his face. 
He was making loud sucking sounds as he finished lapping her vagina. 

His tongue went on stabbing into her. She pressed her thighs against his 
face as he sucked hard. 

Finishing licking her, he pulled out. She was excited now. 

"Brad," she exclaimed, "if my husband ever ate my box like you did, I would 
have enjoyed it. You really are a tremendous pussy eater." 

Brad was pleased with her compliment. 

"Now I want you to service me," he smiled. 

After another drink, they traded positions. Brad lay on his back. With 
pillows under his buttocks he inserted the nozzle of the plastic honey 
container in his ass hole. Squeezing the honey container, he coated his ass 
crack with the honey. 

"Now you're gonna get a chance to suck on my sweet ass," he smiled. 

Slipping her hands under his buttocks, she immediately went to work. She 
couldn't help compare Brad's way of handling the situation with that of her 
husband, Clint. Clint would never think of anything as sophisticated or 
erotic as this. 

Her tongue gently lashed at his bare bottom. He enjoyed it. She reached up 
to caress his balls and fumble with his penis. Finally, she figured it 
wouldn't hurt to stroke him. Gripping his cock, she suddenly began stroking. 
He really got to enjoying that. 

"Ohhh, yes," he cried eagerly, "do that, baby. Keep it up." 

Her hot tongue licked at his ass hole. She enjoyed the taste of the honey. 
Brad enjoyed it, too. Reaching down, he gripped her head. 

"Suck my ass hole," he insisted. "Suck it. Suck my ass hole." 

Her tongue flipped along his ass crack. He thrilled to the sensation of her 
stabbing it right up his rectum. Her hand gripped his cock now and she was 
rhythmically pulling on his penis. He couldn't help marvel at the wonderful 
way she had with her hands. His balls tingled as her tongue stabbed up his 
rectum. 

"Oh, wow!" he told her. "You don't know how good that feels. Keep it up." 

The keen pleasure that she felt got her going. 

"Suck my ass hole," he insisted. "Suck. Come on, baby, suck out my ass." 

The thrilling excitement that he knew now had him aroused all the way. 

"Eat my butt," he told her. "Suck on it. That's how you do it, darling. Suck 
my ass hole." 

She continued penetrating up his rectum until she felt he was ready to 
explode in her mouth. She wanted to catch his load. Withdrawing her tongue, 
she flipped it smoothly back and forth across his hairy, swelling balls. 
Finally, she licked the underside of his shaft. She flipped to the sensitive 
glans portion of his penis. Sliding her mouth over his cock, she began 
sucking rhythmically. This really got him charged up. 

"Eat me," he begged her anxiously. "Suck me. Ohhh, yes, yes. I love it." 

Brad has given her one of the best times she'd ever had. She recognized that 
her husband couldn't shoot her a load like Brad had. This bothered her. She 
wondered if there was something wrong with him. She knew she would have to 
talk to him about it as she wasn't going to be short changed sexually 
speaking. 

Pulling her mouth off Brad's penis, she complimented him. 

"You know, love," she told him, "you really gave me one hell of a good 
time." 

"Glad to hear that," Brad assured her. "It always makes me happy when I 
please. After all, I aim to please." 

He looked at his cock. Then he looked up at her again. 

"We've got to get a lot better acquainted, honey," he told her. "There are 
many games you and I can play." 

She nodded. 

"I used to be a Puritan. I wouldn't do anything. But finally my husband, 
Clint, got me unwound. And I haven't been the same since." 

"Are you and Clint very close?" 

"Yes, I guess you might say we are," she admitted candidly. "He says he 
thinks the world of me. However, there are times that I doubt him. I try my 
best to think well of him. However, he expects plenty." 

At this point Brad was enjoying himself. He liked her bosoms and he enjoyed 
playing with them. He liked to massage one breast while he sucked on the 
other. She enjoyed this erotic feeling. All at once he was straddling her. 
He was slipping his long, hard penis between her bosoms. She enjoyed having 
him make love to her like this. It was erotic and exciting. 

"Yes, Brad," she whispered enticingly. "Keep doing it to me, darling. I love 
it." 

Her hands reached out to caress his ass cheeks. He appreciated this. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her anxiously, "we're really gonna have a good time." 

He was wasting nothing now. He was determined that he was going to give her 
every kind of erotic kick he knew how. 

"Now, baby, now," he whispered. "Entertain me." 

He was only too happy to see her get her kicks this way. 

"You're beautiful," he told her. "You really are." 

She could see that he was getting aroused in this fashion. She couldn't help 
but wonder if he would continue this to climax. Brad did not leave her long 
to wonder. For his strokes became more intense as his pleasure increased. 

"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "I love it. Play with my butt. Finger 
me." 

At this point she parted his ass cheeks gently. Slipping her hand between 
his ass crack, she finally fingered him. Brad enjoyed this. He was pushing 
forward now with hard, driving movements. 

"Yes, yes," he told her. "I love that. Keep doing it." 

She continued getting him excited and he loved it. 

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "You're playing with me while I fuck 
you. I'm gonna make it quick." 

He didn't have long to wait. A few more thrusts in this manner and he was 
there. 

"Oh, baby," he gasped, "I'm cuming." 

Hot, white cum shot from his penis tip. She loved the feeling of his sticky, 
white cum on her body. 

"Yes, Brad, yes," she whispered as he finished unloading. 

It bothered her. For she wanted to suck him off. 

"Let me lick it," she told him. 

Even though she didn't like remainders, she was willing to accept it this 
time. For she had grown crazy over sperm. And she really liked the sperm 
that shot from Brad's penis tip. 

He smiled proudly as he guided his long, hard penis into her mouth. She let 
him thrust forward. She could feel it slipping down her throat. 

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that." 

He guided his cock as he deep-throat fucked her. For a moment she thought 
she would choke on his penis. However, she learned to accept it. 

"Oh, yes, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Just like that." 

Donna was delighted to give him this kind of kick. And when he finished 
shooting another wad of cum, she had to admit he was the best stud she had 
ever sucked off. 

Pulling her mouth off his penis reluctantly, she told him what she thought 
of him. 

"You're the greatest. You really are." 

He was pleased to hear her talk this way. 

"Thank you, love," he told her. "I'm glad you appreciate a good man." 

She smiled as she looked at him. For Brad was telling her the truth. He was 
a good man. It was too bad, she reasoned, that she was stuck with Clint. 
However, he did provide well for her. Wouldn't it be wonderful, she thought 
to herself, if she could enjoy what Clint could do for her and yet play 
around? That would be the ideal situation. But she was certain that she 
wouldn't have any such luck. Usually, the men she dealt with expected 
everything. 

After another drink she got dressed. She thanked him profusely. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

When Clint came home that night, Donna tried to do everything in her power 
to appear loyal. 

"Honey, I've been waiting for you all day," she told him. "You don't know 
how hot and bothered I've been." 

Clint was surprised to hear his wife talk like this. However, he wasn't 
about to discourage her. For this was the way he wanted her to think. 

"Is that right?" he told her. "Well, that's wonderful. And you'll be pleased 
to know I've been thinking of you. I've been waiting to jump in bed with you 
and try something." 

"What?" she gulped nervously. 

"There is this fellow, Chuck, at the office," he explained, "who has a 
mistress. This chick will let him do anything. I mean, she'll let him do it 
front ways, back ways, every way." 

Donna looked at him angrily. 

"I don't appreciate the thought of having you stick your pecker up my ass 
hole." 

Clint frowned. She had instantly found out what he was talking about. And 
her response was anything but positive. 

"Now honey," he chided her, "you mustn't be like that." 

"I'm sorry," she shook her head, "but I'm not gonna let you do everything 
you want to. I can't." 

He listened to her but he knew very well that he had to take things into his 
own hands. 

"Baby, if you'll just let me experiment with your ass hole, I'll be 
satisfied." She shook her head. "Experiment," she laughed. "I know what 
you'd do. You'd ram your old prick up there roughly. I'm just not gonna let 
you do it. You're not the gentle type." That bothered him. 

"Oh, I'm not," he exclaimed. "Is that right?" 

She was tempted to talk about her next-door neighbor, however, she thought 
she'd better keep that to herself. Even though she was certain Clint had 
played around, he nevertheless, has admitted it to her. So she thought she'd 
better take it easy. 

"Maybe if you wanted to lick my ass," she said agreeably, "it would be all 
right. But fucking it and sucking it are two completely different things." 

He laughed as he looked at her. 

"I'm well aware of that," he assured her. "Now, baby, let's not be 
difficult. You need it and so do I. Okay?" 

Finally, she relented. 

"If you let me coat your cock with Vaseline," she nodded, "I'll let you try 
it. But just this once." 

His eyes lit up as he contemplated the thrill that he would discover if he 
could plunge his penis into his wife's ass hole. It seemed absurd to Donna 
that Clint could be so perverse. It bothered and annoyed her. 

But she tried not to get too uptight about it. She tried to be 
understanding, as difficult as it was. 

She went to the bedroom with Clint following close behind. They both 
stripped. 

"Let's take a shower together first," Clint suggested. "I would enjoy 
washing you off under the shower." 

They got in the shower together after they'd undressed. It did feel good to 
have the water splashing over her naked body, she thought. It also felt good 
to have Clint's hands gently massaging the soap all over her. Finally, he 
let the soap slide to her vagina. He didn't hesitate to entertain himself in 
that manner. Plunging the soap into her pussy, he fucked her with it. 

"That must be a first," she laughed. "A soap fuck." 

Clint laughed as an idea lit up in his mind. 

"Maybe we should invent penis soap," he suggested. "We could make a fortune. 
It would be a revolutionary soap. You could clean out your pussy while 
you're getting fucked. How about that?" 

She laughed as she thought of it. 

"Now, baby," he told her, "turn around and give me a demo run. I'll soap out 
your ass." 

She turned around and bent over. The soap slipped into her ass hole. She 
enjoyed the feeling of the soap sliding in her ass crack. 

"That feels super," he told her. "It really does." 

She was becoming more aroused every moment. 

"Now, baby," he told her, "Let's have some fun. All you have to do is let me 
enjoy your body." 

He threw his arms around her. It did feel strange and pleasurable to have 
his soapy, slippery body pressing against hers as the shower water fell on 
both of them. He kissed her passionately. This pleased her. However, she 
knew it was all a prelude to an act that she despaired. 

Pulling back, he wasted no time. He gave her the soap. He let her wash him 
off. She really got a charge out of this. 

"Now," he told her, "wash my balls as well as my cock. Enjoy yourself." 

She soaped him down. He got a big charge out of it. Then she soaped out his 
ass as well. 

When they had washed off and got out of the shower, they dried each other 
off completely. Going into the bedroom, she was in a gala mood. 

"Anything you want to do is all right with me," she told him. "Go ahead, 
honey." 

She stretched out totally naked on the bed. Her husband felt as if he had to 
excite her every way he knew how. His tongue flipped from her curvaceous ass 
to her pussy. Then he licked up to her breasts. He sucked on both bosoms. 
She enjoyed the marvelous feeling of his tongue whipping around her breasts. 

"Ohhh, baby," she told him, "when you're like this, you drive me ape. I love 
it." 

Now he was getting her ready for what he wanted to do. Reaching up, Clint 
pulled down a couple of pillows. He placed them under Donna's behind. Then 
he let his hands grip her ass cheeks. He held her up so it would be 
convenient for him to slip and slide his tongue along her ass crack. 

Donna was delirious with erotic delight as Clint's hot tongue pumped around 
her rectum. She could hardly wait for that exalted moment when he would 
stiffen his tongue and stab it right into her. 

"Yes, baby, yes," she begged eagerly, "I love it when you do that. Keep it 
up." 

Clint wasted no time. His hot tongue surged inside of her. She loved the 
erotic arousal that this was generating. The thrills were coming thick and 
fast now. His hot tongue stabbed into her in regular movements. She could 
imagine how exciting it would be to have his penis plunging up her ass hole. 
However, one thing distracted her from the pleasure she contemplated. Fear. 
Fear raised its ugly head as Clint finally prepared to mount her. But first 
she coated him with Vaseline. She was going to get him ready. 

"You promised me I could coat your cock before you used it up my ass hole," 
she reminded him. "How about it?" 

He nodded agreeably. 

"Sure," he smiled as he watched Donna perform the Vaseline ritual on his 
penis. 

It didn't take her long to get it sticky. Once he was ready for it, he could 
hardly wait to experiment with her. 

"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "get on all fours. I'll get behind you and 
give you a fuck up your ass hole you will not soon forget." 

She watched as he got ready. He told her he wanted her to bend over. He went 
over to the dresser first and adjusted the mirror. Apparently, she reasoned, 
he wanted to see his slippery penis plunging up her curvaceous ass hole. 

Now Clint gripped her buttocks. With a savage thrust forward, he forced his 
long, hard shaft up her rectum. 

"Twist your tail for me," he told her eagerly. "That's how it's done. Come 
on, baby, fuck it." 

With determination and drive, he rode his long, hard penis right up her 
rectum. She enjoyed the delightful sensation this was creating. She twisted 
her ass back and forth. Every twist provided more pleasure for Clint's 
penis. He continued plunging it right up her rectum. 

"Fuck me," he begged, "fuck me. Push back. Cooperate with me, honey." 

Difficult as it was, Donna tried to cooperate with Clint. She wanted him to 
enjoy it. She looked back to observe the expression on his face. It pleased 
her. For it was one of complete lust. His jaw hung slack and his eyes were 
glazed with erotic delight as he savagely fucked her behind. 

Gripping her ass cheeks, he squeezed them. Then he built up his tempo. He 
was thrusting harder now than ever before. 

"Oh, baby, you're beautiful," he exclaimed. "That's the way I like it. Now 
you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck." 

With penetrating, hard cock stabs he continued thrilling her. She loved the 
erotic excitement this was creating. 

'"Yes, yes," he cried excitedly, "now you're doing it. That's the way. Fuck, 
fuck it." 

With deep, hard strokes he went on thrusting. She was so excited at this 
point she was twisting in every direction. 

"Fuck me," he begged her, "fuck me." 

Using her ass muscles in a vise-like grip, she pulled in his penis like 
quicksand. 

"Ohhh, baby, that's beautiful," he told her. "That's how I like it. Now 
you're really doing it. Fuck, baby, fuck." 

With deep, hard strokes, he went on sliding into Donna's ass hole. She loved 
it. She was getting more turned on every moment. 

"Yes, baby, yes," she begged him, "sock it to me. I want it. Every fucking 
inch of it. Fuck me." 

With determination, he rammed it to her. At this point he realized he was 
missing out on something. He could reach under Donna and feel of her pussy. 
Letting his hands wander to her vagina, he slid two fingers in. He began 
using his fingers in a penis style. She loved the effect. 

"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me. "Oh, I love it when you finger fuck my 
pussy and you let your dick slide up my ass. Come on, screw it off." 

They were both sweating now. What had begun as a simple ass fuck had 
developed into a wild time. They were giving vent to all of their lusts. It 
was the great moment. He had long tried to get his wife to agree to such an 
act. However, Donna was fearful and had always put him off. But now she 
willingly accepted him. 

"Ohhh, baby," she begged him, "I want to feel it. Every fucking inch of it. 
That's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Fuck, baby, fuck." 

He went on stabbing his thick, long penis up her ass hole. She got more 
aroused every moment. 

"Ohhh, I'm almost there," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, twist your ass." 

Gyrating her hips, she gripped his penis tightly in her ass hole. His cock 
exploded. The hot, white cream streamed up her ass hole as he got his gun 
off. 

"I'm hotter than a pistol tonight," he whispered. "Ohhh, baby, you're 
beautiful. I love your ass hole. I'm gonna get you off, too." 

At this point he went to work. He let his fingers effectively play with her 
clit. She got more and more aroused every erotic second. 

"Yes, baby, yes," he panted as he went on fingering her pussy. 

Donna was getting close to climax. It wouldn't be much longer before she was 
juicing. This was the exact erotic moment he wanted. 

"Ohhh, I can't stand it," he told her. "Oh, baby, I'm shooting again." 

Just as his penis tip shot another load of cum into her ass hole, he brought 
her there, too. His fingers were sticky with his cum as he finished fucking 
her vigorously. 

"Ohhh, baby," he panted as he finished fucking her ass hole, "you're 
beautiful. Yes, you are." 

Clint didn't pull his cock out of his wife's ass hole until he had finished 
shooting a thick, heavy load of cum. Ever so slowly, he finally withdrew. 

As he lay beside her and looked up at her, he smiled triumphantly. 

"We had a good time, didn't we, baby?" he grinned. 

"You bet we did," she told him. "A real good time." 

She wanted to tell him the truth. But she didn't know how to approach the 
subject. 

"Do you think two people can love each other and still want to have sex with 
someone else?" Donna asked innocently. 

Clint knew what she was hinting at. But he wondered why, after all these 
years of marriage, she would talk about it. He wondered if she was 
suspicious of what he' was doing. After all, he reasoned, she probably did 
have spies watching him all the time at the office. 

"Why do you ask that question, my love?" he grinned at her. 

"I don't know," Donna shrugged. 

"Yes, you do," he smiled. "Maybe you found some man you want to bed down 
with." 

A chill went through her. Had Clint ever detected that she had noticed the 
neighbor next door? This bothered her. Finally, she thought she would tell 
him the truth. But it would require a drink. 

"Honey, would you like something to drink?" she asked him. "We got so 
steamed up fucking that I think I could use one." 

Clint nodded. He was certain that his wife was going to have something 
interesting to tell him. Secretly, he knew he liked the double standard. He 
felt that men responded differently to sex. He was certain that a man 
required more sex than a woman. And he didn't like the thought of his paid 
piece of ass playing around. 

After she'd had a couple drinks, her tongue began loosening. 

"You don't have to worry about my responses," he insisted. "Just tell me the 
truth. I want to know everything just like it is." 

"All right," Donna finally blurted. "I fucked the neighbor next door." 

Clint's jaw dropped. His eyes blazed with anger and rage. He tried his best 
to conceal what he was feeling. But it was to no avail. Instantly, Donna 
caught on to his response. 

"You hate me, don't you?" 

Forcing a smile on his face, Clint replied coolly, "Why no. Tell me what 
this neighbor had that attracted you." 

"His tongue," she told him. 

"I see," Clint grinned. "Mr. Long Tongue lives next door. Apparently, he ate 
your pussy." 

She nodded innocently. 

"He said I had the most delicious box he ever sucked on," she told him. 

"Yeah," Clint grinned, "what else did the fucker tell you?" 

Donna thought she might as well make a clean breast of it. 

"Honey, he was so gentle, compared to you," she said nervously. 

'He was trying to make it easy on you, honey," he told her, "because he 
knows that you're private property. He should keep his. ass next door." 

All at once she had to blurt out what she knew to be the truth. 

"You've had sex with Betty. My spies at the office have told me how you've 
looked at girls' big boobs." 

Clint knew she was telling the truth. Since he felt cornered and not certain 
of whether or not Betty had revealed to someone at the office their affair, 
he smirked instead of saying a word. 

"Your silence speaks more than words," she told him. "You've fucked Betty." 

Clint threw his head back and laughed. 

"What if I have?" he insisted. "Isn't that a man's prerogative?" 

She got to her feet. 

"I'm liberated," she told him. "If you can have sex with somebody else, so 
can I, damn it. 

That didn't wash well with Clint. 

"I don't see it that way," he told her. "Man is different than women. No 
matter what these fern liberationists say, we are not identical in sexual 
appetites." 

"I know what you're saying," she laughed. "You are saying that it's all 
right for a man to play, but it's wrong for a woman. I don't buy it." 

Clint got to his feet. He walked over to Donna. He glared down at her. 

"What did that fucker do to you?" 

Looking up self-righteously, Donna replied, evenly, "He ate my pussy. Then 
he slipped his pecker between my tits." 

Shaking his head, he laughed. 

"Sounds like a high school kid making it for the first time." 

Donna quickly assured him that was not the case. 

"Now tell me, love, what did you do to him?" 

"What you taught me," she explained. "I sucked his ass hole. You asked me to 
do that to you." 

"But I didn't ask you to do it to the man who lives next door," he fumed. 
Donna figured they both needed another drink. 

"It isn't a drink that I need now," he told her. "I think it's a divorce." 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The very next day Donna slept in. She deliberately took sleeping pills so 
she wouldn't wake up. 

Clint burned his toast and he never could fix a good cup of coffee. Finally, 
he decided he would stop at the restaurant in the office building where he 
worked for some breakfast. 

He was late to work and his boss called him in. 

"Why are you late today, Clint?" he asked disgustedly. 

"Problems," he responded. 

"Don't let your personal problems interfere with your work," he told him. "I 
won't allow it." 

Clint immediately knew what he was talking about. He decided that he would 
be cautious. 

"By the way," his boss chided him, "I don't want you taking such long 
noon-hour breaks with Betty." 

"I don't know what you're talking about," Clint covered himself quickly. 

"Yes, you do," he told him. "Betty got loaded last night and told a girl 
friend. It got back to me this morning." 

Realizing that he was trapped, Clint quickly apologized. 

"I'm sorry," he told him. "I really am. It just happened once. It'll never 
happen again." 

"It happened more than once," the boss told him flatly, "and you bet your 
ass it won't happen again. If it does, you're out of here." 

Clint got the point. 

A couple of hours later his wife Donna was just awakening. Donna was so 
upset that when her mother called she didn't care to talk. 

"If it's marital problems," her mother went on, "I know the perfect man for 
you to go to. It's a Mr. Robinson. He's in a downtown office building and my 
girl friend, Clarinda, has been to him. She says that he can give super 
suggestions that keep a marriage glued together." 

"Thank you, mom," she said. "I've got to go now." 

"You aren't drinking, are you, dear?" her mother asked earnestly. 

"Not today," she said. "I just wish I did have somebody to drink with. It's 
no fun to drink alone." 

She hung up on her mother and fixed some breakfast for herself. She got 
thinking about going to a marriage counselor. Perhaps that would be the 
answer. She checked in the phone book and found the name for Jerome 
Robinson. She called him up and his secretary informed her due to a 
cancellation she could come in and see him that very afternoon. She was 
pleased at the opportunity to discuss her situation. 

Going to Mr. Robinson's office afforded Donna the opportunity to unload the 
burden that was on her heart and mind. 

"Mr. Robinson," she began nervously, "I used to be a Puritan. I would not 
let my husband have the perverse things sexually speaking that he wanted." 

Mr. Robinson, who was a nice-looking, middle-aged man, sat on the edge of 
the desk and glanced down at Donna. She could see that he was looking at her 
cleavage and trim ankles and beautiful legs. He felt as though he would like 
to go to bed with her himself. He began giving her his opinions so that she 
might come to that conclusion on her own. 

"Not a thing wrong with a man or woman playing around," he told her. "As 
long as you level with each other. It's sort of a marital arrangement." 

Finally, she blurted out the truth. 

"My next-door neighbor was so handsome," she confessed, "that I went over 
and introduced myself. Before I knew what was happening, I was in bed with 
him." 

"Either he's a very fast operation, or you are," he grinned. 

"Maybe we both are," Donna said, showing a little leg. 

Jerome Robinson was certain that she was trying to put the make on him. 

"Frankly, my dear," he told her, "I don't think there would be anything 
wrong with us getting together." 

"You are very appealing, Mr. Robinson," she told him, "but I don't know what 
I could teach you." 

"Let me find out," he said as he began unzipping his fly. 

As Donna saw him pull out his huge, thick penis, she decided that it might 
be worth a try. 

"Come over here," he asked her, "and let me see what you can do with my 
cock." 

Donna went over to where he was. She reached in and pulled out his balls. 

"Let it all hang out, as the saying goes," she smiled. 

She gave a couple of quick strokes to his pecker, and he complimented her. 

"Good hand action," he told her. "I'm sure that you could satisfy me if you 
wanted to." 

She laughed as she looked up at him. 

"That would be unfaithful," she told him. "But I would try not to disappoint 
you, I'm sure." 

He was pleased that she expressed such confidence in his opinion. He gripped 
her head and guided her down over his long, hard penis. 

"Let's see what you can do giving me a blow job," he told her. "Then I can 
tell you whether or not you are capable of satisfying your husband in this 
delightful, erotic manner." 

Jerome Robinson held her pinned over his penis. He fucked her face with 
hard, deep strokes. She was enjoying it immensely.- 

"Ohhh, that feels good," he told her. "I really like that. Keep it up." 

With hard, penetrating stabs he continued stimulating her. She was enjoying 
it now. 

"Yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on." 

Her tongue twirled around the tip of his cock. He loved the sensation of her 
tongue sliding around his penis tip. 

"Yes, baby," he told her, "I love that sensation. Keep it up." 

She was determined that she was going to provide him with all of the erotic 
excitement that he could stand. 

"Suck on my cock," he told her, "suck it, baby. That's what I want you to 
do. Come on, sweetheart, suck it." 

With hard, deep strokes, he went on thrusting it in her. 

"A little throat fucking," he told her, "never hurt anybody. Look what it 
did for Linda Lovelace." 

Letting his huge, long shaft slide down her throat, he thrilled her. Donna 
felt his big, hairy balls riding on her chin as he fucked her face without 
mercy. 

Grasping her head, he held her in place. 

"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "you're gonna love it. I'm almost 
there." 

He continued plunging his long, hard penis down her throat. She almost 
choked on his cock. Finally, he had the courtesy to pull it out so he could 
let his sperm spill in her mouth. 

"I'm aiming," he exclaimed. "Oh, suck. Suck it out. That's what I want you 
to do." 

He pulled his penis to her mouth, allowing her the opportunity to suck the 
cream out of his cock. 

Sucking smoothly on his long, male member, was a delight and pleasure for 
her. 

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, 
suck it all out." 

The fabulous sensations that were being provided in her moist, warm mouth 
had him going. Her hands clasped his ass cheeks. She squeezed his buttocks 
as she sucked him off. 

Once she had finished pleasing him, he was so impressed with what she could 
do that he wanted to demonstrate what he could do. 

He was glad that he'd locked the door right after she'd entered. But he felt 
now that the next step in her sexual training course would require some 
time. Picking up his phone he called his secretary. 

"Miss Thornbury," he told her, "I'm going to be tied up for the next hour or 
so. I'm going into a conference session with one of my clients." 

From his fumbling, nervous way, Miss Thornbury concluded that he was once 
more enjoying sex with one of his clients. It had become a typical custom 
for him to do this with women that he felt strongly attracted to. Miss 
Thornbury disapproved, but she needed to make a living. 

He insisted that Donna remove all of her clothes. 

"It helps me to see a woman's body when I'm giving her counseling," he told 
her. "And I can see what your strong points are and what your weak points 
are." 

When Donna had removed her bra, he complimented her quickly. 

"You have two strong points right there," he told her. "Yes, my dear. Men 
love to suck on the breasts. You should entice them by playing with them. 
That will get them in the spirit of it." 

Donna let her hands swing under her breasts. Immediately, she played with 
her nipples. 

"Ohhh, that's fun," he told her. "You really know how to do it." 

The erotic pleasure that he was deriving from this kind of activity had him 
aroused and stimulated. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I like what you're doing." 

Then he undressed her the rest of the way himself. He gazed fondly at her 
naked crotch. He got to his knees and in a worshipful attitude pulled her 
pussy to him. His tongue instantly flipped up and down her clit. 

"Ohhh, Mr. Robinson," she panted, "that's beautiful." 

It disturbed him to have her call him Mr. Robinson. Pulling his tongue out 
of her clit, he looked up at her. 

"I think we know each other well enough now, that you can call me Jerome." 

"Yes, Jerome," she exclaimed. "Suck my pussy. Please, suck me." 

Jerome wasted no time in licking her vagina now. He flipped his tongue 
vigorously in and out in a smooth, rhythmic movement. 

"Eat me, Jerome," Donna begged, "eat me." 

Her pussy tasted delicious to him. His hot tongue whipped around inside of 
her. He was eager to bring her to a sticky climax. Nibbling at her clit, he 
knew that he soon would have her gushing. 

"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered enticingly, "I love it." 

Passionately he went on licking at her vagina. This had her to the point 
where she was ready to juice. 

"Ohhh," she groaned excitedly, "that's beautiful. Oh, baby, I love it." 

It didn't take long for him to bring her to a climax. As her pussy juices 
flowed freely, he sucked her. She enjoyed the exciting, thrilling tongue 
movements that he was providing at this moment. 

When Jerome finished, he pulled his tongue out of her. He had a hard-on 
again. 

"My husband tells me I'm a pretty good ass fuck," she told him. 

"Interesting," Jerome said, "very interesting. Many women will not allow 
their husbands this particular erotic delight. I'm happy to hear that you 
are broad minded. May I glimpse your ass?" 

Donna was impressed with his attitude. She turned around and let him look at 
her curvaceous ass cheeks. 

"I can see why your husband-likes to fuck it," he told her. "I would love to 
myself." 

"Would you really, Mr. Robinson?" she smiled excitedly. 

A frown creased his forehead. 

"I said I want you to call me Jerome." 

"I'm sorry, Jerome," she smiled, like a small child. "You can stick it up my 
ass if you want to. Of course, you mustn't tell my husband. And I don't want 
you to tell the next-door neighbor." 

"You don't have to worry about me," he told her. "I will take care of you." 

She was thrilled with this opportunity to demonstrate her skill and 
proficiency at sodomy. 

Now he undressed himself. He pulled out a sofa bed that provided a perfect 
place for him to make it with her in this unique manner. 

She got in the middle of the bed and watched as he applied KY to his cock. 

"This is the only way to get a good ass fuck," he told her. "It's slippery. 
It'll slide in smoothly. Mark my words." 

It was amazing how much he knew about the important things of life. Donna 
was glad that her mother had recommended him. For he was proving to be a 
marvelous sexual counselor. 

As he mounted her ass he complimented her once more. 

"You are a marvelous woman," he told her, "and it's a pleasure and an honor 
and a privilege to stick my pecker up your hot, tight ass hole." 

"How do you know it'll be tight?" she asked him. 

"Well, if you only let your husband and your next-door neighbor fuck your 
ass hole, it's bound to be tight," he told her. "Now, sweetheart, just relax 
as I do the rest." 

Jerome clasped her bare bottom. Slowly he eased his thick, long cock between 
her ass cheeks. He rammed it forward with a driving, hard thrust. 

"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck it real good." 

Passionately plunging his penis into her ass hole, he got her more and more 
aroused. 

"Now you're doing it," he told her. 

"Fuck!" 

With determination and force he went on stabbing his long, hard penis up her 
ass. She enjoyed it immensely. She twisted her ass to add to his pleasure. 
Jerome reached around and played with her breasts. 

"My husband, Clint,-likes to finger my pussy when he fucks my ass hole," she 
told him. 

He didn't like being told anything. 

"I was coming to that a little later," he told her. "Don't worry your pretty 
head about that. I know what I'm doing." 

Jerome really did. For his slippery, long cock plunged rhythmically right up 
her ass hole. She twisted around in new-found pleasure. She was enjoying it 
intensely now. 

"Sock it to me," she told him. "I want it." 

The intensity of her request pleased and excited him. He rammed forward now 
in a hard, slamming, driving motion. Her body quivered with erotic 
excitement as his fucking stabs continued. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "this is the way I like it. Twist your tail. Now 
you're doing it." 

At the same time Jerome reached under her. He fingered her pussy as he 
continued slipping his long, hard dagger dick up her ass. 

Jerome's balls bounced on her buttocks as he fucked her furiously. He was 
coming close to climax. He wanted to make it a mutual orgasm. He figured 
this would be something that he could do that perhaps her husband and her 
next-door neighbor had not achieved. 

Using his fingers effectively, he pinched on her clit. Then he flicked his 
fingers back and forth. He could tell from her response which action she 
enjoyed the most. His penis continued sliding smoothly up her ass hole. Then 
when he felt her moistening, he figured it was time for him to get his gun 
off, too. 

With hard, deep strokes he went on thrusting. 

"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck. Oh, yes, baby. Fuck it. Now you're doing it. 
That's the way. Fuck off!" 

Just as her pussy juiced, his cock exploded up her ass hole. 

"Right on target," Jerome panted as he pumped it up her ass a few more 
times. 

Slowly he withdrew from her behind. He got to his feet and looked at his 
watch. 

"I have another appointment," he told her. "I hate to hurry you off, my 
dear, but I'm a very busy man as you can see." She got dressed. 

"How much will that be?" she asked him. 

"That'll be fifty dollars for the hour," he told her. 

She felt hurt and slighted. 

"I thought it would be a trade-off," she told him. "I don't think that's 
fair." 

Jerome Robinson was outraged. 

"I gave you a bargain-basement special in an ass fuck," he told her. "That 
takes a lot out of a man. I was teaching you the way to please your husband. 
For that, I get paid." 

She didn't like it. Nevertheless, she wrote a check quickly. 

"Now if you'd get dressed quickly," he told her as he hastily made up the 
sofa bed, "I can see my next client." 

She got dressed as quickly as she could. When she got home she called her 
mother. 

"I went to Mr. Robinson," she said grimly. 

"Wasn't he wonderful?" her mother asked in a quivery voice, indicating how 
impressed she was with his talents. 

"He charged me fifty bucks," she exploded. 

"Honey," her mother insisted, "it's worth it. Your father never fucked me 
like he did." 

It disgusted her to think that her mother would stoop to such a thing. She 
hung up the phone. 

It seemed as if everywhere she turned people were immoral and indecent. She 
was trying in vain to do the right thing. 

Stepping outside to water the lawn, she noticed her next-door neighbor. A 
moment or two later, Brad stepped out. 

"Hi, Donna," he called out to her. 

It was strange how she had gotten angry at him, but when she looked at him 
she felt different. 

"Hi, Brad," she exclaimed. 

Brad made no bones about the fact that he wanted to get together with her 
again. 

"Could you drop over for a drink?" 

"I really shouldn't," Donna shook her head. 

She hadn't been decisive enough to get him to stop asking her. 

"Oh, come on," Brad told her, "you can't work all the time." 

"That's true," Donna agreed. "I really should take ten." 

Going over to his place she sipped her drink slowly. 

"Brad, what would you think of me if I told you something I did?" 

"That depends," he told her. 

"I went to a marriage counselor to try to save my marriage. Instead, the 
good-for-nothing counselor fucked me up the ass hole." 

He burst out laughing. 

"Honey, he gave you the shaft in more ways than one," he told her. "You 
could have come over here and you wouldn't have had to pay me a penny. I'd 
have fucked your ass and told you how to save your marriage, too." 

She laughed. 

"All I got out of that is a sore ass. I'm sorry I ever went near him. My 
mother recommended him." 

At that point Brad made no bones about what he was feeling. 

"Every time I look at you," he told her, "I get horny." 

"Am I that erotic?" Donna asked innocently. 

"I'm afraid you are," he told her. "Your body sends sexual thrills up and 
down my spine. My cock quivers, my balls tingle." 

"Do I do all of that to you?" 

Brad nodded. 

"Maybe I should become a porno picture star," she suggested glibly. 

"You'd be a big hit if you wanted to be one," he told her. "I'm certain of 
that." 

"That's the sweetest thing anybody ever said to me," Donna said. 

"If you want to express your thanks with more than words," he told her, 
"maybe you could slip between the sheets with me for half an hour." 

Donna smiled agreeably. 

"Yes, Brad," she told him, "why not? My philandering husband has been 
playing around fro years. Now I feel liberated. I feel free. Damn it, I 
don't need to pay any money to a fucking counselor. Let's free fuck." 

Flinging her arms around him, she pressed her lips against him passionately. 
Brad was eager to have a demonstration of what she could do in bed. He felt 
that he could teach her some erotic tricks that might please her husband. 

"Now it's important," Brad told her, "that you never let on to your husband 
that I'm teaching you these things. He might come over here with a butcher 
knife in the middle of the night and try to kill me." 

"What a grim idea," she told him. "Really!" 

Once they were bare-ass naked, Brad began suggesting ways in which they 
could get together. 

"I'd like to have you on top," he told her. "I'd like to have your ride my 
cock." 

"What a marvelous suggestion," she told Brad. "My husband, Clint, never 
suggested that once. He has no fucking imagination." 

He stretched out on the bed. She stroked his cock a couple of times and then 
sucked on it a moment or two. She knew she would have a great time fucking 
her next-door neighbor. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Donna discovered there was a great deal of pleasure in riding Brad's penis. 
She gently eased her pussy down over his long, hard shaft. She thrilled to 
the sensation of his thick cock slipping into her vagina. Throwing her arms 
out she begged him, "Fuck me. Fuck me good." 

He plunged his cock into her with rapid-fire strokes. She loved every moment 
of it. 

"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically. "Fuck me. I want it." 

The erotic thrills that she felt surging through her body had her shaking. 

"I need it," she panted as he fucked her. "That's how I want it. Fuck, baby, 
fuck." 

With deep thrusts he went on fucking her. She felt her body sweating now as 
he came close to climax. She enjoyed this sensation enormously. 

"Yes, baby, yes," she begged him frantically. "Fuck, fuck it." 

He was eager to satisfy her carnal lusts. He tweaked her hot nipples as he 
inserted his penis in regular, piston-precision movements. Her vagina 
muscles instinctively clasped his cock as he forcefully fucked her. 
Passionately she pushed up and down on his penis. 

"I love riding your cock," she exclaimed excitedly. "It's the only way to 
make it. Fuck me." 

He continued stimulating and arousing her in this unique manner. She loved 
every moment of it. 

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck it." 

With determination he continued thrilling as he thrust into her. She was 
getting so excited now she was panting. 

"More, baby," he told her. "That's how it's done. Now you're doing it. Fuck 
it." 

His wild cock stabs continued. She could hardly stand it now. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's how I like it. Keep it up." 

He was aroused now all the way. Her hips twisted as she finished him off. 
Hot sperm juice spurted into her pussy and she gripped his cock and squeezed 
it once more. 

Pulling off Brad, she looked at him. She shook her finger. 

"You're a bad boy, Brad," she told him. "You like to fuck too much." 

Brad patted her ass cheeks. 

"Would you mind if I finished off with an ass fuck?" he suggested. 

She shook her head. 

"All right, if you want to," she finally agreed. 

She got on her stomach. Brad pulled her ass up so he could slip it to her. 

"My pecker is slippery from our love juice," he told her. "I can slide it in 
easy. Don't worry about it." 

With a deep,-forward thrust he stabbed into her ass hole. She twisted her 
ass as he squeezed her buttocks. She enjoyed the feel of his hands clasping 
her buttocks as he fucked her vigorously. 

"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like 
it. Fuck it." 

With determination and zest he kept his penis plunging into her ass hole. 
She loved the erotic arousal that his cock stabs were creating. 

"Yes, yes," she cried anxiously, "I love it. Keep doing it, Brad. I want 
it." 

He continued sliding it into her. She was getting so aroused that she wanted 
him to finger her. 

"Reach around, honey," she suggested, "and finger my pussy. I want that." 

Brad reached around and found her pussy. He let his finger slip up and down 
her clit. She enjoyed this, too. The hard, deep stabs had her twisting 
around. She was so excited she was trembling. 

"Ohhh," Brad groaned in delight, "I love it when you do it like that. Now 
you're fucking. Fuck, baby, fuck." 

Passionately, his penis slid into her. She continued gyrating and twisting 
her ass for him. 

"Hang tight, honey," he told her excitedly, "I'm almost there." 

Finally his cock exploded. Hot, white cream surged up her ass hole. 

"Milk my dick," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just like that." 

Her ass muscles seized his cock and took his penis for a trip. He enjoyed 
the erotic arousal of her movements. He thrust in a few more times and 
finally slowly slid out. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you're beautiful. I've really enjoyed screwing 
your ass hole." 

Glancing at the clock, she knew it was time that she got back to her 
husband. 

"I've got to get dinner for my dear, devoted husband," she said with mock 
sincerity. 

"He's not very devoted, is he?" Brad asked Donna frankly. 

She shook her head sadly. 

"Why are men like that?" 

Brad glanced down at his crotch. 

"There's your answer," he said. "Right between my legs. It isn't that men 
want to be disloyal, it's that they feel this itch in their balls and 
they've got to satisfy it. It is as simple and complex as that." 

She smiled as she reached over and caressed his cock. 

"That's where it all begins, isn't it, baby?" 

She got dressed and was home when her husband came home. He brought a friend 
from the office home with him. 

"Honey, I thought you wouldn't mind if I brought Andy home tonight for 
dinner." 

As she looked at Andy she almost wished she could have him for dinner. He 
was a handsome, young, broad-shouldered stud who looked as though he'd like 
to jump in bed in a minute's notice. Andy smiled at her and instantly 
noticed what an attractive body she possessed. 

"Pleased to mee you, Donna," Andy nodded. 

"Pleasure," she smiled back at him. 

After dinner and when they were drinking, she understood what Clint was up 
to. 

"Andy, did you ever go to any orgies?" 

"I like to go to orgies," Andy admitted, "but I haven't had many invitations 
lately. If you know anybody who is interested in orgy action, I would like 
to join them." 

At that point Clint was giving his wife high signs. She shook her head and 
shrugged. 

"Andy, are you trying to tell me something?" she demanded. 

"I would really enjoy getting acquainted with you with my tongue," Andy 
said, opening his mouth and wiggling his tongue. 

"I read you," she replied. "It's all right, if my jealous husband won't go 
insane if we're making out together." 

Immediately he laughed. 

"Sweetheart," he told her, "you know I never get jealous. I have a nice 
disposition." 

She laughed as she looked up at him. 

"The hell you have," she told him. "If anything, I think that you have the 
most jealous disposition I've ever seen." 

Andy began nervously lighting a cigarette. 

"I'm not trying to push anything," he told them both. "I mean, I was just 
offering the services of an eight-inch cock in case either of you would like 
to get involved." 

At that point Clint bristled. 

"I hope you're not talking about getting involved with me," he shrugged. "I 
mean, just my wife." 

Andy snuffed out his cigarette and glared at Clint. 

"Don't take anything for granted, Clint," he told him. "I am only interested 
in fucking your wife." 

Relieved that he was normal, Donna suggested, "Why don't we all undress? I 
think people feel so much better when they are running around bare-ass 
naked." 

On that they both agreed. "All right," Andy told her, "why don't we strip?" 

The three of them went into the bedroom. It didn't take Clint long to get 
his clothes off. Andy was the next to follow. Finally, Donna removed her 
clothes. 

"My, but you look good enough to eat," Andy said, "and that's what I'd like 
to do. Maybe your husband can fuck your face while I eat your snatch. How 
does that grab you, Clint?" 

Clint nodded agreement. 

"Sounds mighty decent to me, partner," he told him. 

He was happy that Clint was so agreeable. For he didn't want to be 
difficult. 

"Now, let's have a good time," he suggested. "All of us. We can watch in the 
mirror while we're doing it. By the way, I think some good, hot, rock music 
would help us all." 

Clint made it a point to put on some rock music. And then he went to work. 

"I'm gonna feed you my pecker, honey," he told her, "and I want you to give 
me a good suck job." 

Straddling his beautiful wife, he brushed his buttocks back and forth across 
her bosom. He was getting ready now to feed her his cock. She looked up at 
him adoringly. 

"All right, love," she smiled, "Let's get set for a good time." 

It wasn't going to be much longer now before she got exactly what she 
wanted. She wanted his big penis plunging in her face. She wanted to feel it 
sliding down her throat. 

As he rubbed his round ass cheeks over her soft bosoms, she thrilled to the 
sensation. He gripped his cock and she opened her mouth. Slipping it into 
her mouth, he felt her tongue lick the tip of it. 

"That feels fantastic," he told her. "Keep it up. That's just the way I like 
it." 

They were both getting aroused at this point. Closing her eyes, Donna let 
Clint slide his thick, long penis in her mouth. She sucked on the sensitive 
glans portion of his penis. Letting her tongue slide and glide all around 
the head of it, she kept him intrigued. At the same time she toyed with his 
testicles, just as he told her to. But what she enjoyed even more was the 
erotic pleasure that she derived from gripping his ass cheeks. She liked to 
squeeze his ass cheeks and feel his flexing ass muscles as he slowly fucked 
her face. Appreciating the fact that Clint wasn't trying to get his gun off 
instantly, she sucked slowly, too. 

Now she could feel Andy down around her crotch. Andy always enjoyed eating 
pussy. He liked it most when he could lick all around a woman's hot pussy 
hole and stick his tongue in her ass hole first. That always got them wild 
and wiggling. 

Raising her up, he let his tongue slide along her ass crack. Finally, he 
plunged his tongue right up her rectum. She thrilled to the sensation of his 
tongue slipping up her ass hole. 

Now she was eager for him to slip his tongue into her pussy. She wanted to 
feel him lashing against her clit. 

"Yes, yes," she begged him, "do that, baby. I love it." 

He was eager to arouse and stimulate her any way he knew how. His hot tongue 
whipped all around inside of her. She loved this erotic sensation. 

"Lick it," she told him. "Go ahead, honey, lick." 

Fascinated by the delicious pleasure of eating her pussy, he continued. But 
it was bothering Clint that his wife had taken her mouth off his penis to 
tell him how to suck her vagina. 

"Don't ever do that," he warned his wife. "You might have pulled your mouth 
off my penis when I was just ready to spill my seed." 

Pulling her mouth off his cock, she apologized. 

"I'm sorry," she said slyly. 

Clint knew what she was doing. She was deliberately torturing him. 
Shrugging, she pulled his penis back into her mouth and began her suck job 
all over again. 

Now Clint thought he would get even. He felt if she had the nerve to pull a 
stunt like that, he had the nerve to shove it down her throat real hard. 

"You're gonna get it," he told her, "and get it good." 

Grasping his wife's head, he plunged his long, hard cock down her throat 
roughly. For a second, Donna thought she would choke on his penis. She was 
completely distracted by the rough way he was sliding his cock down her 
throat, she didn't even notice the super job that Andy was doing on her 
pussy. 

This disturbed Andy. He liked to have his sexual performances appreciated. 
Now 

Andy glanced upward. He wanted to see how Clint was doing it. He observed 
Clint had his thick, long cock slipping way down her throat. She could 
hardly breathe. The big balls rode her chin as he lewdly fucked her. 

"I'll eat your pussy now," Andy smiled, as he went back to sucking on her 
vagina. 

Grapping her ass cheeks he let his tongue slip back and forth. She really 
enjoyed the way that he was demonstrating how much pleasure he could derive 
from her. He fingered her ass hole as he continued his tongue stabs. It 
wouldn't be much longer until he brought her there. 

"Suck it off," Clint panted as his wife got his cum load. 

He had pulled from her throat so he could shoot his wad in her mouth. 
Greedily she sucked his long, hard cock. This was exactly what he knew he 
needed. 

Withdrawing his slippery cock from her mouth, he watched his buddy Andy 
eating her. Andy was happy now. For he was the center of attention. As Clint 
sat on the edge of the bed, Donna figured she would let her husband see her 
turn on with another man. She was pleased to throw her legs over Andy's 
shoulders. Grasping Andy's head, she pumped her pelvis forward. Andy let his 
tongue slide back and forth as he ate her. She was getting a big charge out 
of this now and so was he. 

"Keep it up," he told her, "that's how it's done." 

Andy sucked hard. He licked her velvety vagina walls and probed with the tip 
of his tongue. He nibbled her clit. And he sucked on it. That brought her 
around. Her hot pussy juices flowed freely as he pressed his lips tightly 
against her and sucked hard. 

His erotic tongue movements were exhilarating and thrilling to her. She let 
out moans of erotic pleasure as he finished sucking her vagina. 

When he pulled off, his cock was hard. He knew he had to fuck her and fuck 
her fast. 

"Clint, I hope you don't mind if I screw your wife now?" he suggested. 

Clint looked at him. 

"You fuck her ass hole and I'll fuck her pussy," he suggested. "A good old 
double fuck." 

Andy's eyes opened wide. "Will you let me?" he asked her anxiously. "I would 
love to." Donna didn't take long to answer. 

"I would love to," she assured him. 

Now she hastily got off the bed so she could get the Vaseline to coat Andy's 
penis. Andy waited for her to completely cover his cock with the slippery 
substance. 

"I can finger your ass hole, too," he suggested. 

With great dedication, Andy prepared her behind with his finger. Now they 
got on the bed and positioned themselves. She was in the middle. Now they 
were ready for action. 

Andy quickly got behind her, letting his huge cock slide smoothly into her 
ass hole. At the same time he was eager to have his buddy get on the other 
side. 

Momentarily, Clint hesitated. It got him jealous and disgusted just thinking 
about it. Finally, Clint got beside his wife. He eased his penis into her 
pussy. With a forceful jab forward, he began fucking her. Now the three of 
them were going at it hot and heavy. 

"Fuck me," Donna begged anxiously, "fuck me." 

With determination he rammed it into her. She thrilled to the exciting 
sensation of his big cock slamming into her. 

Clint could feel Andy's cock slipping into her ass hole. Only a thin sheath 
of flesh divided them. 

"You're fucking too fast," Andy told Clint. "Slow down, partner." 

Clint laughed. He could see the humor of the situation. He slowed the tempo 
of his cock stabs. Donna told him she was pleased. 

"That's it, darling," she smiled. "Not too fast. Make it last." 

Donna brushed her bosoms against her husband's chest. She could see the look 
of jealousy surfacing in his eyes and this gave her a double delight. She 
wiggled her ass plenty, to give Andy a good tail fuck. 

"You're beautiful," And told her. "You really are. I love screwing you." 

She was pleased that he seemed to be deriving such a great deal of pleasure 
fucking her. 

"That's the way I like it," she told him. "Fuck!" 

He was driving into her now with hard, rapid-fire cock stabs. Donna reached 
down and gripped Clint's ass cheeks. She squeezed his bare bottom as he 
fucked her hard. Clint appreciated the fact that she was cooperating in 
every way she knew how. 

"You're beautiful, baby," he told her. "Ohhh, honey, this is fun." 

He was pleased that his wife wanted to perform expertly. And he was doing 
all in his power to give her a good time. 

Now they were fucking up a storm. 

"I'm almost there," And panted as he pumped it up her ass. Just keep 
twisting your tail." 

Andy could never remember having a woman act as eager for sex as Donna was 
doing. Judging from the way her ass seemed to suck in his cock, she really 
enjoyed getting it Greek style. 

"Fuck me," he begged. "Fuck." 

He was ramming it now with firm, hard cock stabs. The big cock slipping up 
her ass hole plunged in up the hilt. Andy's balls bounced on her bare 
bottom. He was almost there. This was erotic action just as they understood 
it. 

"Ohhh, keep that up," Andy begged, "I love it." 

She went on twisting her ass for him as his penis exploded. His hot cum 
juiced flooded her behind. Seconds later, Clint picked up his beat. He 
plunged his penis roughly into her pussy. He felt himself exploding. 

"Fuck off!" he panted as he got his gun off. "Fuck off!" 

Andy continued thrusting his cock up her tight ass hole. He enjoyed the feel 
of her tight ass hole. He enjoyed the sensation of Clint's cock as it 
plunged in her pussy. He could feel every stroke. It was getting him hard 
again. 

"Hey, I could make it again," Andy told her. "How about a double header, 
Clint?" 

Not to be outdistanced, her husband nodded and smiled nervously. He hoped 
that he could perform as well as Andy. He realized Andy was a younger man. 
Actually, now he regretted bringing him home. Perhaps his wife would compare 
Andy's cock action with his. 

The two men were pumping into her hard now. She loved all of the attention. 
She cried out for them both to fuck her good. 

"Give it to me," she urged them. "I want to feel it. Fuck it." 

With determination and zest, they gave her a hot fuck. She liked it slipping 
up her ass hole. She loved it plunging into her pussy. She also enjoyed 
being between them. For she could tell they were competing for her sexual 
favors. They had to prove something in her body. And she was determined that 
they were going to enjoy it as well. 

"You've got a mechanical ass," he told her. "It just keeps swinging around, 
honey. It's beautiful." 

She was pleased that he was getting such a charge out of her performance. 
She continued twisting around, giving him every pleasure she knew how. 

"You're on, baby," he gasped as he thrust forward and his cock exploded. 

She squeezed the juice out of his penis tip, while her husband tried to make 
it. It wasn't quite this easy for him to get it off. With a nervous smile, 
he looked at Andy. Andy knew what he was thinking. Andy knew that he felt 
inferior. 

"You'll make it, old partner," Andy winked. 

Clint wasn't quite so sure. However, he went on ramming with all of his 
might. He was pleased when he finally detected that he was getting harder. 

"I'm almost there," he told her. "Hang tight, baby, I'll make it." 

He continued pumping his penis into her pussy. Suddenly, his hot cum 
exploded. 

"I'm there, baby," he smiled at her. "I made it." 

Donna squeezed the cream out of his cock. She loved having both men sliding 
into her. Andy continued sliding his still-erect cock in her cum-slick ass 
hole. 

"Ohhh, baby," she turned to tell him, "you really gave me a super fuck." 

When Andy pulled out of her, he went to the bathroom and took a shower. She 
joined him. Clint waited until Andy stepped out of the shower. 

"Wait for me, dear," he told his wife. "We'll shower together." 

When they were showering together, Clint asked her a few questions. 

"Did you enjoy him more than me?" 

"What a morbid question for you to ask," she told him flatly. 

"I mean it," he told her. "Did you enjoy having sex with him more than with 
me?" 

"I know you meant it, dear," she assured him, "but I don't think it's a very 
nice thing for you to ask. Of course, I enjoyed having sex with you and him, 
too. Let's just say I enjoyed you both." 

That wasn't enough for Clint. 

"Who fucks better?" 

Andy could hear Clint's loud voice. But he pretended he wasn't listening. 

Finally, Donna looked up at him. With mock humor she smirked. 

"Of course, you're the greatest." 

 CHAPTER SIX 

When they got out of the shower, Clint suggested that if she cared to, she 
could suck on Andy's ass hole. Andy gulped nervously. "Now, Clint," he told 
him, "I wouldn't suggest that. You might get your wife angry." 

"You don't know how wrong you are, he laughed. "My wife-likes to suck on a 
man's ass hole. Don't you, darling?" 

Donna didn't enjoy Clint talking like this. She always thought that her 
passionate lovemaking was something sacred. She felt it was demeaning to 
discuss it in such crude terms. 

"Darling," she smirked, "what's bothering you? Are you afraid you don't have 
the stud power that Andy does?" 

Andy sensed that this could become a rather taut triangle and tried to calm 
her down. 

"Sweetheart," he smiled, "you don't have to do anything you don't want to." 

Getting to her feet, she walked naked over to where Andy was stretched out 
on a chair. She sat on the edge of the chair and reached down and began 
fumbling with his penis. He liked the way her hand massaged his cock. 

"That feels real good," he told her. "Real good." 

As she continued playing with his penis, she was bringing him to the point 
where he would be ready to satisfy her. 

"All right, let's go over on the bed," he suggested, "and you can have great 
fun licking at my ass hole." 

Andy didn't want to deprive her of any erotic entertainment. He thought it 
would be interesting if he got on all fours so he could glance over his 
shoulder and watch in the mirror on the dresser. He thought it would be an 
erotic sight to see her head buried between his buttocks as she licked his 
ass hole. 

"All right," she whispered, "I'll give you a good tongue licking." 

She was not afraid to provide him with the erotic arousal that he sought. 
Her hands gripped his ass cheeks as she let her tongue slip smoothly back 
and forth across his bare behind. He was enjoying this intensely. 

"Suck on my ass," he told her. "Go ahead, darling. Lick it." 

She was licking all around his ass hole and getting him more and more 
stimulated. 

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that." 

Their passionate lovemaking continued. All of the sudden his long cock 
lengthened. It was obvious that having her tongue up his ass hole provided 
him with a new kind of thrill. 

She alternated her tongue action. One moment she would be tongue fucking on 
Andy's ass hole and the next moment she would be licking all around the 
tight anal channel. Next, she would slip her tongue back and forth across 
his ass cheeks. She would squeeze one ass cheek while she licked the other. 
Andy enjoyed it intensely. 

"Isn't my wife just great?" Clint smiled. 

There was something sinister in the way Clint was looking at them both. Andy 
picked this up immediately. He didn't want Clint to go grab a gun and make a 
big fuss. Therefore, he was not eager to reply and act as if he was too 
turned on. Instead, he calmly nodded. 

To his surprise, Andy observed Clint seemed to be getting an erection 
watching. 

"Oh, that's just beautiful," Clint smiled as he reached for his cock. 

Andy suddenly realized Clint must be a voyeur. Otherwise, he could never get 
a charge out of this kind of sex. It was obviously turning him on. His 
pleasure grew more keen as Donna's tongue vividly stabbed up his ass hole. 

"Just like that," he exclaimed excitedly. "Just keep your tongue slipping in 
there. Wow!" 

The erotic pleasure that she felt now was carrying her closer, ever closer, 
to a blinding climax. 

"Baby," he whispered, "I love it. Do it just like that. Yes, baby, yes." 

They were both enjoying themselves so much now that they could hardly stand 
it. 

"Ohhh, honey," he told her, "I love it when you lick like that. Now you're 
doing it. Come on, baby, lick it." 

She was licking on his ass hole and now reaching around to grip his penis. 
She figured that he might enjoy having her pull on his cock while she 
effectively tongued out his ass. 

"I like it," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, that's beautiful. Now you're doing it. 
Keep it up." 

The keen, erotic pleasure that they felt at this point had them both on the 
brink of climax. For she was attaining a certan kind of perverse 
satisfaction out of seeing her husband watching. Strangely, he was getting a 
charge out of this, too. 

"Suck his ass out," he called from the sidelines as he pumped on his penis. 

Andy was eager to have her do something else. He thought it might be 
interesting if he lay on his back. He could imagine how exciting it would be 
to be able to watch her. It was one thing to glance over his shoulder and 
see it happening in the mirror. It would be another thing to glance down at 
his crotch and see her licking his behind. 

"Donna," he suggested, "how would you like to let me lie on my back and you 
could tongue me out that way?" 

Donna was glad to agree. She pulled her tongue out of his behind and let him 
roll over on the bed. He propped his buttocks up on a couple of pillows. He 
wanted to be in the proper position to make it easy for her to whip her 
tongue around his rectum. 

He was both delighted and excited when her nimble tongue slid once more to 
his ass cheeks. Then she went on stabbing his ass hole with her tongue. He 
was so excited now that his balls tingled. His cock lengthened and she noted 
this. Gripping his cock, she suddenly pulled hard. As his balls swung upward 
with every stroke of her hand, she became more eager than ever to plant her 
mouth over his exploding cock. 

Finally, she pulled her tongue out of his ass hole. She flipped her tongue 
smoothly back and forth across his large balls. Opening her mouth, she let 
his balls slip and slide inside.. Her tongue slide back and forth across his 
testicles, and finally, licked the underside of his shaft. And then she 
capped his cock with her mouth. She began sucking smoothly. He loved her 
rhythmic sucking movements. 

"Suck me," he begged. "Suck me, Donna. Ohhh, that's wild." 

Donna's hot, moist mouth was giving him the erotic excitement he sought so 
anxiously. He threw one leg over her shoulder and pressed his thigh against 
her cheek. She liked this intimacy. But what she enjoyed more than anything 
was having his manhood plunging down her throat. What could be more 
intimate? 

Soon she would be having the exciting experience of tasting him. She could 
tell from the traces of sperm that was coming to his penis tip, that he was 
almost there. 

"Suck it off," he whispered, "suck me, baby. That's-the way. Suck my cock. 
Suck it." 

The intensity with which he begged her to suck on his male member, indicated 
to her just how thoroughly aroused he had become. She let her mouth slip 
over his penis head. She sucked hard. 

"Eat it," he begged her anxiously. "Eat it." 

His hot, white sperm load finally shot from the tip of his cock. She sucked 
vigorously. She loved the erotic excitement of his thigh pressing against 
her face as he shot his wad. 

Donna was delighted to eat and suck him. Her husband was so excited now that 
he knew he had to get a blow job, too. Moving over to the bed he told her 
so. 

"I'm next, Donna," he told her. "Pull your mouth off his pecker and suck on 
my cock awhile." 

Realizing that Clint was her husband, she felt an obligation to suck his 
cock. Pulling off Andy's penis, with regret, she moved to Clint's cock. She 
was certain that Andy could have shot her another load of creamy cum if she 
had continued gently massaging and caressing his balls and sucking them. 

Nevertheless, her husband was standing there now, begging her to blow him. 
She was not in the position to refuse him. 

Gripping Clint's huge penis, she let her tongue slip over the tip of it. He 
always enjoyed seeing her pink, darting tongue as it licked and lashed at 
his cock head. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "I go ape when you suck my pecker." 

It was true. He always did become tremendously aroused when she would suck 
on his joint. She began massaging his balls. It was strange to do it as he 
stood there. Apparently, however, that's what he wanted. She figured she 
might as well finger his ass hole. Using the palm of her hand to massage his 
balls, she gently eased her index finger up Clint's rectum. 

Clint enjoyed the sensation of her finger sliding smoothly up his ass hole. 
Reaching down, he gripped his wife's head. Suddenly, he plunged his penis 
forcefully into her face. 

"Suck it off," he told her, "suck. Now you're doing it. Oh, you cock eater. 
Suck it off." 

With intense and keen desire, he forcefully fucked her now. She was becoming 
more aroused and stimulated every moment. 

"Eat it," he commanded. "Suck, baby, suck. Now you're doing it. Just like 
that. Come on, cock eater, suck it off." 

She was more than willing to provide him with the excitement he sought. She 
sucked smoothly. He continued jabbing it into her mouth. His hand caressed 
her head as he held her in place. 

"Eat it," he told her anxiously. "Suck me off. Blow me, baby." 

She was happy to provide him with this strange, erotic pleasure. It was as 
if a fantasy had come to life for Clint. He enjoyed fucking. 

She sucked on his huge shaft. It got him so excited that he could hardly 
stand it. His hot, sweet juice spurted in her mouth. It dripped from the 
corners of her mouth as she sucked. 

"Eat me," Clint begged passionately. "Eat my dick stick." 

When she finally slid off his cock, she looked up at him. 

"Are you satisfied?" she asked with a heavy sigh. 

That got Clint angry. He slapped her face. 

"Are you being disrespectful of me?" he demanded. 

"You ought to find out first before you slap my face," Donna said, as she 
put her hand to her cheek and gently massaged it. 

"I think I'd better be going now," Andy said. 

Donna got to her feet. 

"Are you gonna let him bully me?" 

Andy realized he was in a difficult triangle and there was no escaping that 
fact. 

"Lay off her, Clint," he said evenly. "Yeah, and who's gonna make me?" Clint 
asked him frankly, as he bristled to attention with anger. 

"I am, if you don't wise up," he told him. "You don't hit a lady. You 
understand?" 

"Sure, I understand," Clint grinned, "so where's the lady?" 

"I am your wife," Donna said disgustedly, "and I should be treated with some 
respect." 

"You're a tramp," Clint snapped. "You've been going next door fucking around 
with that neighbor." 

"Aren't you supposed to love your neighbor?" she winked. 

"Not that way," her husband snapped. "That's why I brought Andy home. I 
figured as long as you were passing free fucks around he might as well get 
entertained, too." 

Once more Andy felt drawn into a net. He wanted to escape, but there was no 
escape. 

"Andy," Donna shook her head, "I apologize for my husband. He never could 
hold his liquor." 

"You don't need to apologize for me," Clint said evenly. "I don't take back 
one word I've said. You are a slut." 

Donna decided she would get even. She knew very well about his playing 
around. 

"You, my love are a whore monger," she told him bluntly. "You take it any 
place you can. You're just like most men. You want a woman when you want 
her. No discretion. You just want to fuck whenever your prick gets a 
hard-on." 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

After Andy had gone and Donna was left alone with Clint, she told him her 
plans. 

"I'm filing for divorce," she told him. "I'm going to say that you brought a 
man from the office home and both of you raped me." 

Clint looked at her and his face flushed. "That's not true," he told her. 
"You wanted it. We didn't rape you." 

"Tell it to the judge and an all-female jury," she smiled. "How do you like 
them apples?" Clint was furious. 

"I'm not worried," she told him, "because I'm not afraid anymore. You have 
bluffed me for the last time, baby." 

Clint recognized the situation that he was caught in. He knew very well what 
the score was. But he didn't know what to do about it. 

"I ought to divorce you," he told her, "because you're no damned good." 

"Honey," she reminded him, "you have played around for years. Finally, I'm 
free. So what if the next-door neighbor finds me attractive?" 

That got him still more furious. 

"And the neighbor next door to him might find you attractive, and the one 
farther down the street and farther down," her husband shrieked. "Where does 
it stop?" 

"Where does it stop with you men?" she asked him. "Isn't there an old 
saying, any old port?" 

"It's different," he retorted. "A man has physical needs a wife knows 
nothing about." 

"Strange," she shook her head, "I can't hear you." 

That night Clint slept on the sofa. The next morning Donna didn't get up to 
fix him breakfast. During the day she called her mother and asked her what 
she thought she ought to do. 

"You poor darling," her mother told her. "I sent you to someone who could 
have taken care of you. Jerome Robinson is a marvelous lover. His price is 
reasonable and it's all clean." 

"That good-for-nothing," Donna told her, "is not going to get me to pay for 
a fuck. I'm not funding a gigolo." 

"Baby," her mother shuddered, "Jerome Robinson is no more a gigolo than I am 
a whore." 

Once again she was discovering how worthless conversations with her mother 
could be. She recognized once more that her mother couldn't help her see the 
light. 

She figured the only thing to do was get a drink. She went to a rather 
secluded, sophisticated bar called The Cove. In the darkness of the bar she 
didn't see anyone who interested her. She kept drinking. Finally, a 
swarthy-skinned, dark man did come in. He was so handsome that she feared he 
might be the type of man that played around with women for a price. This was 
the last thing she wanted to get involved with. 

He sat down beside her and in a few moments asked her if she would like a 
drink. 

"How thoughtful of you," she slurred. 

The man recognized she was stoned out of her mind. He was glad and she 
figured it wouldn't take him much time to put the make on her and find out 
exactly what the score was. 

As she continued talking to him, she got some ideas. She began realizing how 
interesting it would be to experience something with him. 

"What's your name, honey?" she smiled. 

"Frank," he told her. "What's yours?" 

"Donna," she replied. 

"Frank Rodriguez," he explained, "and I'm a businessman from Mexico City. It 
isn't every day I meet a girl as attractive as you are." 

She was pleased to have him talk to her like this. However, she was also 
worried. She wondered if he would try to put the make on her right away. 

"I really would enjoy going to bed with a girl like you," he told her, "but 
I have a conscience. I think it would be wrong for me to involve myself with 
a chick who is loaded." 

"How noble of you, Frank," Donna smiled. "It isn't every day one meets a man 
of moral principle." 

Frank had gotten his image across to her. He only hoped he could continue 
giving her a line so he could get what he wanted from her. 

"You know, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "if there's one thing I would 
enjoy doing, it would be eating you." 

"Frank," she whispered, "somebody might hear you." 

"I don't care," he told her. "Have another drink." 

At that point Donna couldn't refuse him. She did enjoy another drink. But 
after that, he felt it was time to put the question to her bluntly. 

"Want to fuck with me?" 

She nodded. His thigh was pressed against hers now and he patted her leg. 
The bartender spotted what was happening. 

"Look, you two," he came over to them and whispered, "I don't want you to 
turn this place into a hustler's paradise. Do you understand?" 

Donna immediately nodded. 

"Sure, I understand," she told him, "and 

I'm not a hustler. I hope you know that." 

The bartender wasn't quite so certain as Donna was. Nevertheless, when they 
left, Frank suggested they could go to his hotel room. 

"That would be real cozy," she told him. "I love to go to men's hotel rooms. 
The reason being I've never done it before." 

When they were in his room, he ordered some champagne. Donna began stripping 
instantly. 

"You're like a wind-up doll," he laughed. "You want me to flatter you. I 
guess you're quite a spoiled chick." 

When she pulled off her clothes and he caught sight of her naked breasts and 
her curving ass cheeks, as well as her beautiful mound, he found out why. 

"Baby, you are beautiful," he told her. "You really are. I can hardly wait 
to suck you." 

"I can hardly wait, too, Frank," she gasped. 

Frank was eager to demonstrate his skill at lovemaking. Nothing was going to 
stop him now. They got on the bed bare-ass naked together. He immediately 
slipped pillows under her buttocks. Placing his hands under her ass cheeks, 
he lifted her up. He wanted her convenient for his tongue. Closing his eyes, 
he let his tongue slide smoothly back and forth across her slit. He sniffed 
her crotch. The delicious aroma intoxicated him to where he let his tongue 
plunge into her pussy. At last he was getting her. He was so happy that he 
had scored. He clasped her ass cheeks and squeezed them as he tongue fucked 
her pussy. She was amazed at what speed and skill he demonstrated as he 
flipped his tongue into her. She enjoyed his alternating tongue tempo. 

"Yes, Frank, yes," Donna panted as his tongue pumped into her with regular 
movements. 

It was a wild tongue trip for her now as she figured it would be interesting 
if he would lick her ass hole, too. Donna didn't hesitate to asked him to do 
everything. 

"Suck my ass, Frank," she begged him. 

Frank held her up. He let his tongue slide back and forth across her bare 
behind. At last he stiffened his tongue, stabbing it right into her ass 
hole. She enjoyed the erotic sensation of his tongue slipping into her ass 
crack. At this point, the energetic tongue movements, coupled with his 
finger-fucking action, had her sticky. 

Frank could tell that he had better fuck her fast. 

Pulling his tongue out of her ass hole, he stabbed it into her pussy. 

"Lick my box," she begged him feverishly. "Yes, darling, yes. I love it. 
Just like that." 

The keen pleasure of his tongue gently licking at her clit and his finger 
smoothly slipping up her ass hole brought her to a tremendous climax. She 
came in multiple orgasms as Frank pressed his lips tightly to her pussy. 
Sucking hard, he devoured her delicious juices. 

"Eat me," she urged him on. "Suck me. Yes. That's how it's done, darling. I 
love it." 

The passionate lovemaking had them totally turned on. 

When Frank withdrew his tongue, his eyes were glazed with lusty, carnal 
desire. 

"Baby, do you like that, too?" he asked. 

She nodded. "I love to suck," she told him. "Just give me the chance." 

He lay on his side. She got down between his legs. She gently massaged his 
penis while her tongue found his ass hole. She flipped her tongue back and 
forth across his bare bottom. Frank enjoyed her sliding tongue action. What 
he enjoyed even more was the way her tongue stiffened and stabbed right up 
his rectum. 

"Oh, like that," he exclaimed anxiously. "Flip it up there. Now you're doing 
it. I love it." 

The hot tongue action was going to take him to climax soon. He wanted her to 
slow the tempo of her tongue stabs up her ass hole. Because the most 
important thing at this point was to hang on the cliff of climax and enjoy 
every fantastic moment of it. 

"Not so fast, baby," he begged her. "Just slide your tongue up my ass hole 
slow. Now you're doing it." 

Donna was eager to please her newfound lover. She let her tongue roll up his 
ass hole slowly. She didn't pull so swiftly on his penis. She gently stroked 
him. 

"Perfect," Frank told her. "You're a good student. Oh, baby, keep sucking on 
my ass hole. I love it." 

She pulled her tongue out and just sucked on his behind. Frank trembled to 
the erotic, loud suck sounds she was making around his butt. 

Finally, she thought she would give him a real workout. She let her tongue 
sweep back and forth across his hariy, swelling balls. Opening her mouth, 
she accepted his balls. Then she took care of him. She licked generously up 
the underside of his shaft. Her tongue tickled the sensitive glans portion 
of his penis. At the same time she fingered his ass. She capped his cock 
with her mouth. She sucked down hard. 

"Eat me," Frank begged. "Suck my cock off." 

Donna's mouth moved from the head of Frank's penis shaft to the base. She 
never missed a stroke of her finger slipping up his rectum. His prostate 
gland was being effectively massaged as she sucked on his penis tip. He knew 
that it couldn't be much longer until his cock exploded. That was the erotic 
moment he was waiting for. 

The passionate longing brought him to a swift climax. Gripping her head as 
he forcefully fucked her face, he got his cock off. 

"I'm cuming," he told her. "Oh, baby, I'm shooting you a good load." 

She sucked his cock off all the way. She enjoyed the delicious taste of his 
hot, sweet sperm. 

When she had finished blowing him and pulled her mouth off his penis, she 
was surprised. His cock remained erect. This was in direct contrast to her 
husband's cock. It seemed as if every time he unloaded his balls, he went 
limp. She made a mental note that her husband wasn't all that he should be. 

Rolling over on her side, she waited for Frank to fuck. 

"Baby, this isn't the best position," he told her. "I would like to have you 
lying on your back. That's it." 

With her legs stretched out, she patted her pussy. Frank straddled her and 
brushed his penis tip back and forth across her vagina. 

"I'm gonna really fuck you, baby," he told her. 

Plunging his penis into her, he gave her a good balling. Her pussy muscles 
clutched at his cock. 

"Yes, baby," he whispered, "now you're fucking. That's the way I like it." 

At the same time she reached out to grip his ass cheeks. Her hands wandered 
up from his smooth, round buttocks to his shoulders. Then she gently 
massaged his back while he fucked her in deep, hard strokes. 

"Fuck," Frank panted as he thrust forward. "Fuck it, baby. That's the way I 
like it. Now you're doing it." 

She caressed his ass cheeks. She felt of his flexing ass muscles as he rode 
her to climax. His hot cock was soon exploding. 

Unfortunately, a phone call interrupted them. Frank told her that he had to 
leave but she could stay as long as she liked. 

As she lay there resting, she thought over all that had happened. And then 
the doorbell rang. "Who is it?" she asked. "Mr. Rodriguez sent me," the bell 
boy called back. "I have some champagne here for you." 

When she opened the door, she was stark naked. The bell boy's eyes popped, 
and his jaw hung slack. A couple of elderly women who were talking down the 
hall gulped nervously as they eyed her. 

"Look at those lesbians glancing at me," she quipped. "A girl isn't safe 
anymore." 

The bell boy came in quickly and closed the door behind him. 

"What's your name?" she asked him coyly. 

"It's Don," he replied with a gulp. "I was told to bring this champagne up 
to you. Compliments of Mr. Rodriguez. He said you'd enjoy it." 

"But there's something else I'd enjoy even more," she winked. "I'd like to 
suck your ass hole." 

"Would you really?" he asked eagerly. 

"Sure, I might as well," she giggled. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Don began taking off his clothes quickly. However, he didn't pull off his 
jacket and shirt. She instantly chided him. 

"I want you to take off everything," she told him emphatically. "I think 
it's very important that you are totally nude before I start giving you the 
sex treatment." 

Don stripped off everything. He was a tall, blonde young man, who looked as 
if he needed to have some sex. 

"Doesn't your girl friend suck your ass, Don?" she winked as she reached for 
his cock, which was dangling down between his legs. 

"I tried to get her to do that a couple of times," he told her, "but she 
wouldn't go for it." 

"How revolting," she shook her head. "Lovers these days just don't express 
themselves the way we used to." 

He laughed as he looked at her. 

"I know exactly what you mean," he told her. "It seems as if I can't get a 
girl to blow me anymore. They all want to charge when they turn a trick, as 
they call it." 

"I do it for the pleasure of it," she declared, "so let's get cracking. Why 
don't you just sit in that chair? Spread your legs, baby, and I will lick 
your ass hole." 

The tall, blonde boy sat in a green wing chair. He pulled his legs apart. 
She got her hands underneath his ass cheeks and let her tongue slowly slip 
all around his bare bottom. He enjoyed the exciting sensation of her tongue 
flipping around his ass crack. What he enjoyed even more, however, was when 
her tongue stabbed up his rectum. 

"Wow!" he told her, "does that ever feel super. Now you're doing it. That's 
the way I like it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful." 

She reached for his cock and began pulling in a rhythmic motion. 

"Suck my ass," he whispered anxiously. "Suck it." 

Her tongue continued plunging up his rectum. She got more and more aroused 
every moment. 

"Lick my ass hole," he told her enticingly. "That's how you do it. Keep it 
up, baby," 

The thrilling pleasure was surging through his body now. The balls were 
tingling with excitement as her tongue flipped back and forth around his 
crotch. 

"Eat my ass out," he ordered her. "Stab it up higher, honey." 

He angled his body over so it would make it easier for her to lick on his 
butt. At the same time she reached for his cock and began jacking him off. 
He marveled at her skill. 

"This is worth money," the bell boy told her. "I'd give my tips for a week 
to get my rocks off like this. Oh, baby, you're really wonderful. You should 
be in the business." 

The idea did stimulate her thinking. She pulled her tongue out of his ass 
hole and looked up at him. 

"Am I really that good?" He nodded but shoved her back to his behind. 

"Honey, when I'm that aroused, don't pull your tongue out." 

Donna felt guilty. She remembered all too well the objections that she had 
heard when she did similar things in the middle of the act. 

"I apologize," she told him. "It shows you I'm not a pro. A pro would never 
do that, you know. I'm an amateur." 

"Honey, you're developing," he told her. "You'll develop faster if you stick 
your tongue up my ass. Now get busy." 

She went back to licking out his ass. He really got a charge out of this. 
His butt wiggled as she reached for his long, hard penis. 

"Pull on it," he told her. "That's how you do it, darling, pull on it." 

He could tell his cock was about to unload. 

"Tear your tongue out of my ass," he demanded, "and lick my pecker. I'm 
ready to explode." 

She flipped her tongue smoothly up to his cock head. She began sucking down 
hard. She let her mouth move up and down the length of his shaft. He was 
getting so excited now he was trembling. All of the sudden his penis shot 
into her mouth. 

"Hotter than a pistol today," Don told her. "Lick it, baby. Suck it." 

She sucked smoothly. She enjoyed making loud suck sounds as she devoured his 
cum load. She knew this would excite and ignite him. 

When she had finished giving him a super suck, she pulled away. She looked 
at him lovingly. 

"How am I?" 

He bent over and looked into her eyes. 

"You're wonderful," he told her. 

The bell boy told her this in such a simple way, she couldn't help but 
believe him. As he got dressed, she watched him. 

"If you have someone else who'd like some sex," she told him, "send him on 
up. I want to practice to be a professional." 

"The assistant manager would go ape to have you suck on his ass," he told 
her. "He's always been talking to me about a girl from Panama who did it for 
him once in a brothel down there." 

The whole idea appealed to her. Donna replied, "Do tell him about me. I 
can't stay too much longer. So tell him to run right up." 

The bell boy nodded. When he had completed dressing and left her alone, she 
was concerned. She wondered if he would keep his word. So many people don't 
keep their word. However, she wasn't disappointed. Ten minutes later, there 
was a knock on the door. 

"Who is it?" Donna called out. 

"The assistant manager," a man's voice replied. "The bell boy said you 
wanted to see me." 

It didn't take Donna long to open the door. The assistant manager was a 
good-looking young stud who looked as if he needed a good fucking. 

"Hello there," she smiled softly. 

The assistant manager detected a trace of Marilyn Monroe act. But whatever 
she wanted to do didn't bother him. All he knew was that he wanted to fuck 
her and fuck her fast. 

Now she was ready to play along with him. 

"This bell boy said you wanted to get fucked," he told her, "and he also 
told me you do some interesting things." 

She nodded. 

"Certainly, love," she told him. "But I must know your name. I always think 
it's crude to have sex with a person when you don't even know his name. Am I 
right?" 

"Yes, you're right," he agreed. "My name is Kevin." 

"Sounds like an Irishman," she grinned as she observed him undressing. 

Her naked state triggered him to want to get in bed as quickly as possible. 

"I guess you're hotter than a pistol," she smiled. "I can see you don't 
waste any time, Kevin." 

"No, I don't," Kevin told her. "I figure that we might as well get cracking, 
if you know what I mean." 

"Sure, I know what you mean," she told him. "We're gonna have us a ball." 

It didn't take her long now to get active. 

"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "Let's enjoy ourselves. Every minute." 

Now he was eager to see a demonstration of her sexual ability. And she was 
just as eager to have him prove to her what a stud master he was. 

When Kevin came to his shorts, for some reason he was a bit reluctant to 
pull them off. That caused her to become bolder. Going over to him, she 
tugged the elastic waistband of his shorts. She reached in and felt of his 
penis. Kevin enjoyed the way her hands fumbled with his cock. 

"Do you like it?" he asked with a sly smile. 

She nodded anxiously. 

"You bet your fucking ass I do," she told him. "And I'd really like to take 
care of you now." 

It wasn't going to be long. Kevin was eager to demonstrate for her what he 
could do. 

He pulled out his cock as he slipped out of his shorts. She noticed it was 
getting bigger. He walked over to the bed. 

"I never will forget Panama," he reminisced. "That was when I was a young 
man in the Navy and this brothel chick ate my ass out. I jerked on my cock 
while she sucked on my ass hole. She seemed to enjoy it." 

Donna assured him that she would, too. 

As he lay on his back and spread his legs wide, she got down around his 
crotch. She caressed his ass cheeks adoringly. And at the same time she 
wasted not a moment. She sucked his balls and then she let her tongue sweep 
down to his ass crack. He enjoyed the delightful feeling of her tongue 
slipping around his ass hole. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you are beautiful. I love this. Keep it up." 

She was determined that he was going to entertain her. 

"Now you're doing it, darling," he told her. "Just like that." 

She was eager to top the girl from Panama. Her tongue stiffened as she 
plunged it right up his ass hole. 

"Fuck me," he told her eagerly. "Fuck me. Come on, sweetheart, fuck." 

She wasted no time. She vigorously let her tongue sweep up his rectum. And 
she observed him jacking off now. His balls were swelling as he pulled on 
his penis. 

"Oh, baby, you'd better make a habit of this," he told her. "I really love 
it." 

She was happy that he seemed to be enjoying it so much. 

"Tongue my dick," he told her. "I'm ready to spill my seed." 

Flipping her tongue from his ass hole, she let it sweep up to his penis tip. 
Planting her mouth on his penis, she began sucking slowly. 

"Suck me," he insisted. "Suck me. Come on, Donna, suck me." 

Donna's mouth moved from the head of Kevin's cock to the base. At the same 
time she was massaging his balls and slowly inserting her finger up his ass 
hole. Kevin loved this double action. 

"You're beautiful," he told her, "you really are. That's exactly what I want 
you to do. Now you're sucking. Keep it up." 

The erotic thrills that she felt now carried her closer, ever closer, to a 
sticky climax. 

"Eat it," he told her. "Come on, sweetheart, suck it off. Eat it!" 

She could taste Kevin starting to unload. She could hardly wait for the 
magic moment when his sweet cum would spill in her mouth. Kevin's hand 
gripped her head and guided her. 

"Suck me," he begged her eagerly. "Suck me off. Oh, baby, now you're doing 
it. Just like that. Suck my sweet pecker." 

She continued sucking on his cock. All of the sudden she could feel him 
thrusting harder. Donna recognized that moment. She knew he was ready to 
shoot her his wad. 

Reaching down with both hands, Kevin held her in place as he wildly fucked 
her face. 

"Eat me," he gasped, "suck my cock off. Suck it off." 

The hot, sweet cum juice spilled in her mouth. She sucked greedily. 

"Ohhh," he gasped as he felt her sucking him in, "eat it. Yes, baby, yes." 

The passionate frenzy he felt at this point really had him going. He was 
enjoying this enormously. She finished sucking his hot cock. 

"Beautiful," he whispered enticingly. "That's the way I love it. Oh, baby, 
what a cock suck." 

Resting her head on his thigh, she asked Kevin about his sex life. 

"Do many chicks blow you?" she asked him quite frankly. 

"Not nearly enough," he told her. "I just wish I could find someone like you 
to take care of me all of the time." 

"Aren't you married?" she asked Kevin. "Sure, I'm married," Kevin replied, 
"but what's that got to do with fucking?" 

"I should think your wife would take care of you," she quipped quickly. 

"Marriage doesn't work that way," Kevin shook his head grimly. "The idea is 
you support the wife and kids. When it comes to getting your rocks off, it's 
catch as catch can." 

"That's so unfair," she shook her head. 

"That is why hustlers perform a very valuable service. They help these men m 
their own way." 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Begrudgingly, Donna went home to her husband. At this point he was barely 
speaking to her. However, as he looked at her he recognized that she was up 
to something. 

"Where have you been today?" he asked her. 

"Playing bridge," she told him, "and getting mightly bored with it, too." 

"Do you expect me to believe that?" Clint smirked. 

"I was hoping you would," she said, paying no attention to him. 

She went into the bedroom and hoped he would leave her alone. But he 
wouldn't. He came in and glared at her. 

"I haven't gotten my rocks off in a long time," he fumed, "and you are my 
wife. Remember that now and then." 

"I try not to," she said angrily. 

"You are a bitch," he fumed. "I'm sorry I ever married you." 

"That goes double, darling," she told him. "It was a big mistake. I'm 
waiting, however, to divorce you until I feel it's worth my while." 

That got Clint angrier than ever. 

"While you are still my wife," he informed her flatly, "you are going to 
perform a wife's duties." 

"Am I really now?" she smiled nervously. 

"You bet your hot ass you are," he told her, "and I'm gonna fuck your ass, 
too." 

She didn't like the crude way he was talk- 

"Don't spreak to me like that," she shuddered. 

"I'll speak to you any damn way I want to," he told her. "And when I want to 
stick my pecker up your ass hole, I'm going to. As a matter-of-fact, right 
now would be as good a time as any." 

She knew that Clint could be mighty rough when he wanted to use his huge 
cock in her behind. And she didn't want it now. 

"I don't feel well," she told him. "Look at television. Work out your 
problem with some sport show. Maybe the fights are on tonight. You could 
always get your jollies that way." 

Her cryptic comments were getting him angrier every moment. 

"You bitch," he told her. "Quit trying to tell me that I'm getting kicks 
when I watch the fights or look at sports." 

"That's what the psychiatrists say," she giggled. 

He didn't find it funny at all. 

"Half the shrinks are nuts or they wouldn't be shrinks," he told her 
bluntly. "So don't pay any attention to them. Now get your clothes off fast 
and let me stick my pecker up your ass." 

Donna didn't appreciate him coming on in this crude manner. 

"You're disgusting," she told him. "Did anyone ever tell you that?" 

"I also happen to be horny," he smiled. 

"Now you get your clothes off fast." 

Reluctantly, she stripped. It was strange how getting angry at Donna 
increased his sexual appetite. He felt a tingle in his balls and he knew 
that he was really eager to fuck her. 

It wasn't going to be much longer now before he could give her the kind of 
erotic sex action she required. 

When she was completely nude, he forced her on the floor. He stood there 
bare-ass naked himself, with a small riding whip in his hand. 

"What in hall are you doing with that riding whip?" she demanded. "I'm not a 
horse." 

"No, but you're a whore," he told her. "I know you are." 

Momentarily, Donna was fearful. She wondered if her reputation had spread. 
She knew the hotel orgy was a very dangerous thing to become involved in. 

"Don't speak to me like that," she said, shuddering as she looked up at him. 

Now he was more determined than ever before to do what he wanted with her. 
He got on the floor behind her. He gripped her ass cheeks. 

"You've got to put some Vaseline on your penis before you stick it up my ass 
hole," she insisted. 

"I'll do as I damn please," he equipped. 

She was fearful that was the way he looked at it. She tried to calm herself. 

"All right," he told her, "I'm gonna take care of you now." 

He finally applied some of his own spit to his cock. Without any warning, he 
suddenly plunged his penis between Donna's behind. He fucked her vigorously. 
As his cock slid past her tight anal ring, she let out a scream. 

"You're splitting me in two!" 

Clint only smiled as he fucked her hard. 

"Wiggle your ass," he told her. "It'll save time." 

What a bastard, she thought to herself. All he could think of was getting 
his kicks. She wiggled her behind as he fucked her. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. 
Fuck." 

She was rocking her ass back and forth. This seemed to ignite him all the 
more. 

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Fuck, baby, 
fuck." 

He enjoyed the way her ass muscles seemed to seize his penis. She was 
pulling him into herself and wiggling at the same time. His hands clasped 
and caressed her bare ass cheeks. 

"Fuck me, baby," he told her. "Fuck, fuck." 

The delicious excitement that he felt had him trembling. 

"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "I really enjoy this. Now you are doing it. 
Keep it up, darling." 

With a wild cock jab, he continued fucking her. She loved the erotic 
sensations that he was creating within her body. 

"Yes, yes," she begged, "I want to feel it. Every fucking inch of it." 

He wasn't going to stop for anything now. He was determined to give her a 
hot, wild fuck. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Slide on it." 

She wiggled her ass as he fucked her. His balls bounced against her 
buttocks. 

"Twist your ass to the right," Clint demanded. "Oh, yes, take my pecker 
along for the trip." 

She could see that he was becoming more and more aroused every moment. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "I love it when you fuck like that. Now you're 
doing it. Fuck it, baby, fuck." 

The delicious excitement was stimulating him more every moment. 

"I want it," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck it. Fuck!" 

With deep, hard strokes he continued thrusting it into her. She loved it 
more every moment. 

"That's the way, honey," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck off!" 

Saying no more, Clint plunged wildly. She could feel his cock driving in 
piston-precision movements. She could tell by his balls bouncing against her 
ass cheeks that she was going to cum herself. She had never been so worked 
up. Reaching around, Clint found her pussy. Patting her vagina, he slid his 
fingers in her. 

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Fuck, baby fuck." 

The delirious excitement that overcame him had him flipping out. 

"Come on, tight ass," he told her, "fuck me. Fuck me!" 

She went on giving him the best movements she could. He was so excited now 
that he was trembling. 

"Ohhh, baby," he gasped, "now you're fucking. That's how it's done." 

Clint's cock exploded high up her ass hole. She twisted around in the 
new-found pleasure. 

"Baby, you're beautiful," he told her. "I love screwing your ass." 

Finally, he eased his penis out of her behind. She looked at him adoringly. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her in a caressing manner, "you don't know what you 
just did for me." 

His long, hard penis slowly eased out of her ass hole. 

"I love you," he told her as he bent over. 

Even though he thought of her as a sex demon, he couldn't help admit her 
body had brought him more pleasure than anyone he had ever made it with. At 
this moment she felt something wonderful going through her. It was the 
warmth of his love as well as his hot penis which went on stabbing into her. 

She wondered if he could give it to her another time. Maybe she had finally 
brought him to a passionate pitch where he could fuck her in a wild manner. 
This was the kind of sex action that they both enjoyed enormously. Clint's 
body was afire with fucking desire. Pulling his penis from her ass hole, he 
let her roll over. 

"Sweetheart," he told her, "Let me take a quick shower." 

She wanted to join him immediately. The two of them, bare-ass naked, strode 
into the bathroom together. They got in the shower and washed each other 
off. Drying off, they came back to the bedroom. She was so confident that 
she could use her pussy muscles effectively, that she wanted to give Clint a 
demonstration of her skill. 

"Sweetheart," she told him, "I want to show you how I can fuck. I can really 
do it. You'll love it." 

It didn't take her long to make her point. Her husband straddled her. His 
cock was still hard. 

"There's nothing more wonderful than a hard cock," she told him. "Every 
woman knows that. Ohhh, baby, shove it in me. I want every fucking inch of 
it." 

Clint's eyes blazed with sexual desire and lust as he rode into his wife's 
pussy. It was strange how her promiscuity had actually brought them 
together. For now she knew various ways of pleasing her husband. 

"Fuck me," he commanded. "Fuck me good." 

She rode her pussy muscles with his penis plunging into her. She let her hot 
hands grip Clint's buttocks. She squeezed his curving ass cheeks as he 
fucked her vigorously. 

"Fuck me," he told her, "fuck me, baby. That's how you do it. Fuck it." 

The delirious excitement that she felt had her trembling now. 

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's how I like it. Fuck. 
Fuck it." 

Clint was thrilled and delighted at all she would do for him. Her pussy 
muscles clutched his sliding, thick cock. 

"Ohhh, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "now you've got it. Come on, baby, 
fuck it." 

The sexual excitement carried him to a sticky, white climax. 

"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "I made it. Fuck me. Fuck me!" 

The passionate frenzy he felt now was proven. Clint's penis became a 
repeater peter. 

"Sweetheart," she panted, "you're a real stud. Fuck. Fuck!" 

Frantically she finger fucked his ass hole to massage his prostate gland so 
she could obtain the most sperm from his shooting penis. More sperm spurted 
into her vagina. She loved being bathed in the hot glow of his love juice. 

When Clint finally pulled his long, hard cock out of her, he looked at her 
adoringly. 

"Baby," he told her, "you don't know how much I love you. You don't." 

The erotic thrills that they experienced now had them both trembling. Clint 
pressed his lips against her lips. 

"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "I love you." 

Passionately they kissed. She loved having his penis in her pussy and his 
tongue in her mouth. Her pussy muscles clutched at his cock. Her mouth 
sucked on his tongue. And her finger continued gently sliding in and out of 
his hot, tight ass. 

Finally, Clint pulled out of her. 

"You don't have to play around with the guy next door, honey. You've got a 
stud right here." 

Clint reached for his cock which still maintained a degree of hardness. 

"Ohhh, honey," she apologized, "maybe it's been my fault. I didn't realize 
what a man you could be." 

Clint acknowledged this. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her 
adoringly. 

"When a man and woman are not afraid of their sex organs," he told her, "and 
they are willing to do anything that will please their partner, this is what 
happens." 

"I guess it's being unselfish," she admitted candidly. "You see, honey, I 
didn't want to blow you. It didn't mean a thing to me to suck on your cock. 
But when I discovered how excited it got you, then I wanted to do it." 

He looked at her adoringly. 

"To tell the truth," he admitted quite candidly, "I wasn't a confirmed pussy 
eater until I discovered how excited you got. When my tongue flicked back 
and forth across your clit and you wiggled all over the bed, I knew you were 
thrilling to my tongue. I wanted to excite you. I wanted to ignite you. 
That's why I sucked your pussy." 

They held each other close. 

"Maybe that's what love is all about," Clint whispered. "Maybe it's pleasing 
the other partner. And maybe that's how you find your own pleasure." 

Once more they kissed passionately. Now they went back to bed. 

The next morning Donna got up early and fixed his breakfast for him. 

"Those blueberry pancakes were super," he told her. "You are a tremendous 
cook." 

"I'm your adoring wife," she smiled, "and I love you. You know that, don't 
you, lint?" 

"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "if you knew how much you meant to meant to 
me, you'd be surprised. I didn't want to let on." 

When he had gone to work she felt wonderful. She knew that she could be 
loyal. That was, until two-thirty in the afternoon, when the doorbell rang. 

Going to the door, she noticed that Brad was standing there. "Hi, gorgeous," 
he smiled. Seeing how horny he was, she couldn't resist him. 

"What are you doing here?" she asked him. 

"I just thought I would visit my neighbor," he told her. "There's nothing 
wrong with loving your neighbor, is there?" 

"I guess not," she shrugged. "Come in." 

After he had come in, he immediately wanted a drink. 

"You're starting rather early, aren't you?" 

"Not for me," Brad told her honestly. "I began early this morning." 

She shook her head. "Brad, you shouldn't do that," she told him. "It isn't 
good for you." 

Brad only laughed. 

"Sweetheart," he told her, "if everybody did everything that was good for 
them, nobody would have any fun." 

All at once she felt his hand on her thigh. 

"What are you trying to tell me, Brad?" Donna asked nervously. 

"That I need to fuck," he told her. "Just as plain and simple as that." 

"You're not using much tact in telling me," she smiled and looked away. 

"Honey," he told her, "can't we level? All night long I tossed and turned 
thinking of you. I'm sure that you were thinking of me, too." 

At this point she felt it best to reveal her feelings concerning her 
husband. 

"I don't want to disappoint you, darling," she confessed, "but my husband 
and I are closer together than ever." 

"What?" he asked anxiously. "You mean, you've gone back to him?" 

"With a bang, baby," she told him. "Our playing around has brought us 
together." 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Brad was stunned into silence. He sat there just looking at her. 

"All that talent going to waste on one man," he said under his breath. 

"I have discovered that being loyal is much more important to me than 
playing around. I'm tired of living in ego-illusion land." 

"Those are mighty big words for a little gal like you," Brad grinned. 

"It's true," she told him. "It's wonderful to be devoted to one guy. There 
was a time when I felt like a nympho. Every guy who would give me the eye, I 
wanted to go to bed with him. I had this strange urge to know what his cock 
would look like. Can you imagine such a thing?" 

Brad was silent. But he felt it was time to go into action. Unzipping his 
fly, he reached in and pulled out his cock. 

"Yes, I can imagine such a thing," he told her, "and, sweetheart, what do 
you say if I demonstrate for you how big my penis can get? I wonder if 
you've ever compared the size of your husband's cock to mine?" 

Brad was not reluctant to show her his penis. It did seem strange to have 
him sitting there on the sofa at three o'clock in the afternoon, pulling out 
his huge cock. Reaching in, he also brought out his balls. Cupping his balls 
with one hand, he gently pulled his penis with the other. He was stroking it 
back to life. As she looked at it, she got horny for him. 

"I want you to suck on this," he told her, "and I want you to suck it good." 

Shaking her head, she told him that it didn't appeal to her. 

"Are you sure?" Brad asked her. 

She nodded. Nevertheless, she thought it was time to get another drink. 
Going over to the bar, she tried to keep her eyes off him. For inwardly she 
knew that the sight of his thick, long prick did appeal to her. She knew 
that he tasted delicious and she was eager to suck the cream right out of 
his cock. 

"Stop it," she exclaimed as she turned around, "don't tempt me." 

"I'm not tempting you if you don't want it," he told her. "Let it fly." 

She saw him pulling hard now. Brad threw his head from side to side as he 
jerked his penis vigorously. She could detect traces of sperm at the tip of 
his cock. This whetted her appetite for sucking him off. He noticed this and 
a small smile formed around his lips. She could see that he was teasing her. 

"I'm gonna let you suck this, sweetheart," he told her. "Why don't you crawl 
over here and suck me off?" 

Hypnotized by his words, the oversexed housewife got to her knees. Stunned 
by her instant response, Brad reminded her, "You had better pull the drapes. 
This would not be a good sight for anyone to see." 

Jolted back into reality for a moment, Donna got to her feet. She pulled the 
drapes just as he told her to. She placed a double bolt on the door and then 
she looked at him. 

"All right," she nodded, "now I'll strip." 

She began undressing. He was looking at her with lusty desire now. She 
seemed more beautiful every moment. 

She got to her knees once she was naked. He loved the sight of her breasts 
bobbing as she crawled over to him. Now she was prepared to give him a good 
time. 

"I want you to suck on my cock," he told her, "and suck it slow. Make it 
last." 

When she came to his parted legs she looked closely at his long, hard penis. 
It appealed to her enormously. She let her tongue slide smoothly around the 
crown of his cock. Next, she slid her mouth over his penis shaft. 

"Suck it," he ordered her, "and suck it good." 

She was excited now. Her heart pounded rapidly. She could hardly wait for 
that erotic moment of countdown. She wanted to have his sperm splash in her 
mouth. She wanted to suck it. Grasping his huge cock, she planted her mouth 
on its meaty head. She wiggled her tongue around the tip of it. Finally, she 
eased her mouth all the way down to his balls. She fingered his balls while 
she sucked on his cock head. This aroused him all the more. 

"Suck me," he urged her. "Suck me off." 

He was enjoying it now. He had gotten her in the subservient position that 
pleased him. Reaching for Donna's head, Brad fucked her face hard. 

"I like a throat fuck, too," he whispered. "That's always fun." 

His long, thick penis eased to the back of her throat. She enjoyed the 
erotic excitement this provided. 

"Eat me," he panted. "Suck it. Ohhh, baby, suck my cock off." 

He went on thrusting. She slowed the tempo of her cock sucking. 

"Don't stop now," he panted as he pumped it to her. "We're almost there. Oh, 
baby, now you're doing it. Just like that. Suck. Suck it off." 

All at once his hot sperm splashed in her mouth. She gobbled him up. 

"Eat me," he told her. "Suck off. Ohhh, ahhh, suck every drop of it." 

Passionately she finished licking and sucking his penis tip. This was what 
she had waited for. Hot, sticky sex. 

Finishing him off and having swallowed his cum load, she looked at him. 

"Oh, Brad, I need you," she told him. "I need to have you love me. Will you 
eat my pussy?" 

Triumphantly he got to his feet. 

"We had better go to my place. We took a big risk here today. Your husband 
might have charged through that door or bolted through a window. I don't 
care to get killed by a jealous husband. I've got too many fucking days 
left." 

As he tucked his limp cock back in his pants and zipped up his fly, she 
prepared to leave. 

"All right," she agreed, "but I've got to pull the drapes open. I don't want 
it to appear as if anything was going on here." 

"Naturally not," he chuckled. 

Now he was ready to leave and so was she. When they were in Brad's house, he 
led her to the bedroom. She was delighted to see a king-sized water bed. 

"I bought this so we could roll around on it," he laughed. "You will really 
enjoy it." 

She didn't take long to strip. 

"How thoughtful of you to want to test my pussy on your new water bed." 

Brad could think of other words beside "thoughtful." But at this point he 
wasn't bothering about the correct word. He was thinking only of his tongue 
swinging into her vagina with lusty desire. 

Once they were on the bed together he got down to her crotch. Wasting no 
time, he flipped his tongue smoothly over her pussy. He loved the way she 
wiggled when his tongue swung into action. Clasping her ass cheeks, he went 
on tonguing her. He loved caressing her buttocks. As he figured he would 
fuck her ass as soon as he had finished eating her box. 

Meantime, Donna enjoyed having his hot hands clasp her like this. 

"Yes, baby," she whispered enticingly, "just like that, love. Tongue me. Way 
in there, darling. I love it." 

The hot tongue stabs thrilled her. 

"Whip your tongue around in me," she begged him. "That's the way, darling. I 
love it." 

The erotic tongue movements were bringing him closer, ever closer, to a 
sticky climax. He was eager to taste her. Parting her ass cheeks gently, 
Brad eased his forefinger up her tight anal channel. She enjoyed this erotic 
arousal. 

"Ohhh, baby," she whispered as she reached down and gripped his head and 
held him there, "Lick it." 

His tongue lightly lashed at her clit. Increasing the tempo of his tongue 
stabs, brought her there. As she juiced in his face he sucked her hard. 

"Eat me, baby," she begged frantically. "Suck me, darling. Yes, baby, yes." 

Passionately he went on tonguing her out. This erotic action was carrying 
her to a blinding climax. 

He had never enjoyed anything quite as much as this session. It was apparent 
to him that Donna was turned on. It was equally apparent that she was cuming 
in multiples as he nibbled gently at her clit. He had heard that a man could 
bring a woman to multiple climaxes if she would give out. Obviously he had 
reached her. She was eager to please and so was he. Their erotic frenzy was 
matched. 

"Love me," she begged him eagerly, "Love me." 

Her pussy juices tasted delicious to him. He sucked her hard. And when he'd 
finished eating her box, he pulled his tongue out and gently caressed her 
slit with the tip of his tongue. She loved the way he gently lashed at her 
pussy crack. Sniffing her added pleasure. She tasted delicious to him and 
Brad didn't mind telling her so. 

"Baby, your box is beautiful," he told her. "Any man would go ape to get to 
suck on it." 

It pleased her to hear him talking like this. 

"Now I want to fuck your ass. I know how to do it. Don't worry about it." 

She had become quite proficient at letting a man stick it up her ass hole. 
She wasn't afraid anymore. 

It didn't take her long to position herself. She bent over, and prepared for 
the invasion of her ass hole. Brad's thick, long cock was well coated with 
KY. It slipped smoothly up her ass crack. 

"Just relax as I shove my pecker up your ass hole," he recommended. 

His slippery penis slid smoothly up her rectum. With deep, hard stabs he 
went on pumping it to her. She was thrilling to the erotic excitement his 
plunging penis was providing. 

"Fuck me," she begged him, "fuck me." 

He was only too happy to accommodate her lusty desire. He continued stabbing 
his penis into her. 

"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "just like that. Now you're doing it." 

She twisted her hips around. "Sock to to me," she begged him. Brad was 
delighted that she wanted it. He was more than willing to give her anything 
she asked for. His hard cock slid vigorously into her ass hole. His big 
balls bounced against her buttocks as he rammed. 

"Can you feel it?" he laughed as he went on slipping it to her. 

She nodded. She twisted her ass around. 

"Give it to me," she begged him, "fuck me." 

Driving his thick penis into her with hard stabs, he carried her closer to 
climax. To add to Donna's pleasure, Brad reached for her bosoms. Cupping 
them with his hands, he massaged them. 

"I like your hot hands on my tits," she told him, "but I want you to finger 
fuck my pussy. I want it both ways." 

Brad had a better idea. He pulled his cock too quickly from her ass hole and 
it hurt. She turned around in surprise. 

"Why did you do that?" she demanded. "I told you I wanted you to finger fuck 
my pussy while you're screwing my ass hole. And you pull your damn dick out 
of me." 

He laughed as he went to his dresser and opened the bottom drawer. He pulled 
out a plastic penis. 

"I'm gonna put some KY on this," he told her, "so it'll ride into your pussy 
nice and easy. You'll get it both ways, baby. In your pussy and up your ass 
hole, too." 

Donna recognized Brad was quite a stud. And she appreciated his skill at 
arousing her sexually. It was no wonder she could respond easily to his 
advances. When he had finished coating the plastic penis with the KY 
lubrication, he came back to the bed. She was in the same position, waiting 
for him to fuck her. 

She bent over all the way and felt him slipping his cock to her from behind, 
then sliding the plastic penis into her pussy. Her vagina muscles clasped 
his sliding cock. 

"Fuck me," she whispered eagerly. "Fuck me. Come on, Brad, fuck me." 

He was giving her the erotic excitement she wanted so desperately. She was 
getting it from both directions. Brad continued stabbing her pussy with the 
dildo. At the same time he didn't let up one moment shoving his hard, 
slippery cock up her rectum. Instinctively, Donna knew the importance of 
twisting her tail when she was being ass fucked. She would alternate the 
current in her ass. She would swing it from side to side and then churn 
around in a circle. Brad appreciated her endeavors. 

"Right on," he exclaimed. "That's the way I like it. Come on, baby, shake 
it. Fuck it." 

With determination, she continued pleasing him. 

"Yes, yes," he panted, "fuck, baby, fuck. That's the way. Now you're doing 
it. Give it to me." 

With deep, driving strokes he savagely fucked her ass hole. He was about to 
make it. His hot, white juices were boiling in his balls. Donna could hardly 
wait for that erotic moment when he would make it. However, she hoped they 
could cum together. That would be a real achievement. 

"Honey," she whispered excitedly, "Let's do it together. You and me. Fuck. 
Fuck it." 

He thrust hard now. She responded by wiggling her ass some more. 

"That's the way," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck it off." 

His hard cock exploded up her ass-hole. She twisted around. 

"Yes, yes," she panted passionately, "that's what I like. Now you're doing 
it. 

Fuck off!" 

The delicious excitement that burned in her body culminated in a climax. Her 
pussy juices were dripping. Brad's cock was shooting up her ass. Squeezing 
his penis with her ass muscles, she seized it and twisted around. New-found 
pleasure burned in his loins as he finished fucking her ass. 

Slowly he withdrew the plastic penis from her pussy. Gently he pulled his 
slippery cock from her well lubricated ass channel. 

"You are super," she told him. "I wish you could teach my husband how to 
fuck me like that. I'm afraid he's crude." 

Brad mixed himself a drink and asked her to explain. 

"He doesn't bother to use any lubrication on his penis when he gives me an 
ass fuck," she shook her head gravely. "He prefers using his own spit." 

Brad thought that was absurd and he didn't hesitate to tell her so. 

"Any guy who tries to fuck his wife's ass hole without lubrication on his 
shaft first, isn't with it. He should have his ass fucked. You should use a 
dildo and shove it up his butt and see how he-likes it." 

"Not a bad idea," she told him. "That would teach him. I was reading in a 
sex book about a way for a couple to make it with a dildo. The woman stabs 
the dildo up her husband's ass hole and they get into an acrobatic position. 
This permits them a new way to make it. She can grab his cock and suck him 
off while she's fucking him. It's good for his ass because it's massaging 
his prostate gland. This is, providing she lubricates the dildo." 

He nodded. 

"Get some sexual devices," he insisted. "Teach your husband how to enjoy 
sex. There is Sucking Suzy, which is fantastic. A man slips it on the tip of 
his cock and it jerks him to climax. He can even plug it in the cigarette 
lighter in his car. A lot of men like to get their rocks off on their way to 
work." 

"What a beautiful idea," she told him. "I think it would make a beautiful 
Christmas gift." 

"Sure, and while you're at it, get him a French tickler," Brad told her. 

"I never heard of a French tickler," she shook her head. 

"I have," he told her, "and it's really something. Let me show you." 

Brad brought out a French tickler. She looked at it as he slipped it on the 
tip of his cock. 

"Oh, Brad, I want you to screw me with that," she told him. "I want to see 
what it's like. I thought I'd experienced everything. But this is a new one. 
Please, use it for me." 

Brad laughed. She seemed like a small child bent on obtaining every 
conceivable kick with her body. 

"All right, love," he told her, "if it means that much to you I'll do it." 

She was pleased that he was so agreeable. 

She jerked his cock back to life. She licked his balls to get him more 
aroused. When it was completely hard, he let her ease the French tickler on 
the tip of his male member. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

With the French tickler in place, Brad did look comical to Donna. Suddenly, 
she burst out laughing. 

"What's so funny?" he asked her. 

"Your pecker with that French tickler on the head of it," she giggled. 

Brad didn't know whether she was laughing in ridicule or real humor. But he 
figured that once he slid the big cock into her and the tickler went to work 
on her sensitive vagina, that she wouldn't be laughing. Instead, she would 
be begging for more. He had used it to fuck a lot of women and driven them 
into a sexual frenzy. 

"Spread, baby, spread," he said as he straddled her. 

With her legs spread at the perfect angle, he slowly inched the cock into 
her. She could feel the tickler doing its thing. It did arouse and stimulate 
her. 

"Fuck me," she begged him eagerly, "fuck me. Yes. I want to feel it. Fuck 
me." 

With deliberate, hard strokes, he rode into her. Her hands gripped his bare 
bottom. She squeezed his ass cheeks as he stabbed his penis into her without 
mercy. 

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Fuck it off." 

The sensual pleasure that she experienced was carrying her closer, ever 
closer, to a climax. She enjoyed this intensely. 

"Ohhh, Brad," she panted as he pumped it in her, "this does feel good. Fuck 
me." 

Reaching for the dildo that was still sticky, she thought she would give him 
a jolt. She picked up the dildo and slid it between Brad's ass crack. Brad 
smiled as he felt the dildo slipping up his ass hole. 

"That will do my prostate gland a lot of good," he told her. "Go ahead, stab 
my ass with it." 

She was pleased that he proved willing to allow her to stimulate him in this 
manner. 

"Fuck it," he whispered, "fuck, baby, fuck." 

They both were getting entertained. She threw one leg around his leg as she 
pumped her pelvis to meet his driving penis stabs. The French tickler did 
provide a strange and unique pleasure. She was getting hotter and hotter 
every moment. 

"Fuck me," she whispered eagerly. "Fuck me." 

Passionately he continued plunging into her. She was thrilling to the erotic 
sensations that he was generating in her box as he fucked forcefully. Brad 
had a way of twisting his ass around as he fucked at different angles. She 
enjoyed it as he would stab to the left. She would twist her hips and he 
would ram it to the right. 

Now he was juicing. Squeezing his rock-hard cock in her pussy, she got him 
off. 

"Yes, yes," she panted passionately, "that's how you do it, darling. Fuck it 
off." 

The immense pleasure she felt as his juices spurted in her pussy was 
indicated by the way she clutched at his ass cheeks. He concentrated on 
making it more exciting for her. He continued thrusting his penis into her. 
She felt delightful sensations emanating from her clit as he continued 
thrusting. 

Finally he pulled his penis out of her. He had fucked her in an acrobatic 
maneuver. All of her outworn fears were gone now. She was delighted that he 
could give her such wild sex. She only hoped that her husband could fuck her 
with such freedom, such complete abandon. 

Looking at him now, she spoke lovingly. 

"You don't know how much fun it is to give you a good fuck," he told her. "I 
have really needed this." 

She was pleased that he had become so excited. 

"It's truly amazing," he told her, "how stimulating we can make it if we 
try." 

That night when Donna was alone with her husband, she wasn't afraid to 
suggest some things. 

"Honey," she suggested, "I would like to try some different ways of fucking. 
I've been reading a book about making it in a unique way. Would you like to 
try something different?" 

Clint looked at his wife curiously. 

"Are you sure you were reading about it?" he demanded. 

She laughed lightly. Going over to him, she pressed her lips on his. 

"Would I lie to you?" she smiled nervously. 

Clint nodded. His eyes were penetrating hers now. 

"Sure you would, if you wanted to," he told her. 

"If you must know," she told him, "I read about it in this book." 

She got out the book and showed him the page where it mentioned this kind of 
sex. 

"This is called the acrobatic way to a climax," she explained. "The wife 
uses a dildo. She straps it onto herself and presses the plastic penis 
between her husband's buttocks. She slips it right up his ass hole to give 
him a good prostate gland massage. While he is getting his ass fucked, she 
is pulling on his cock. She masturbates him until she's got his penis as 
long as he can make it. Then she bends over and places her mouth over his 
cock. She starts sucking slowly." 

"That sounds like a lot of fun," he told her. "Let's try it." 

Going to the bedroom, Clint unzipped his trousers. He pulled out his long, 
hard penis. 

"Look at my cock," he smiled. "Do you like the looks of it?" 

His wife knew exactly what he wanted her to say. 

"Yes," she nodded, "I sure do. That's why I want to suck on it." 

Clint finished undressing and she undressed at the same time. Next, they got 
onto the bed. She had her dildo strapped on and it was coated with Vaseline. 

"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "Let's start fucking." 

At this point she eased the dildo up Clint's tight rectum. He recognized she 
wasn't kidding at this point. Her actions indicated she was deriving a 
measure of pleasure from his pain. He heaved a sigh of relief when she 
finally got past his tight anal ring. 

"Fuck me," he told her. "Fuck." 

He was driving in now with deep, hard movements. 

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Fuck!" 

She was pulling on Clint's penis. It was getting longer and longer. It was 
difficult to concentrate on slipping the big plastic cock up his ass hole 
while she was pulling on his penis at the same time. 

"You like it," he smiled. 

She nodded. At that point he went on fucking. 

"Open your mouth," he told her. "I want to feed you my cock." 

She opened her mouth, but he wasn't close enough. They both tried to get 
into a position that would allow penetration. 

"Open wider, so I can fuck you with my cock," he told her. 

At this point she could just get her tongue on it. 

"I'm gonna spill my juices quick," he told her. "Hurry up." 

He was hoping he could throat fuck her. But he knew it would be difficult to 
drive his big dick down her throat at this angle. 

"You're gonna love it," he told her. "You'd better love it. Oh, baby, I'm 
really gonna shove it in you." 

Finally he got his penis in her mouth. She gulped. He was penetrating inside 
of her mouth, driving his hot cock slowly. He really started socking it to 
her as he became more aroused. He discovered that he did enjoy having the 
dildo gliding up his ass hole. It provided him with a measure of pleasure. 

"I'm gonna be exploding my hot juice pretty soon," he told her. "Keep 
sucking." 

She was eager to have him spill his sperm. But she could hardly breathe now. 
He was ramming his cock in as deep as he could. Clint's cock was huge thing, 
a mammoth instrument, and she didn't have any choice at this moment other 
than to accept his spearing cock stabs. 

"This is what I call good cock sucking," he laughed. "Ohhh, I love it. What 
a mouth you've got, honey. I'm gonna spill my juices in you. Come on, I want 
you to catch every drop of it. I'd better not catch you gagging, baby. Am I 
ever gonna plunge that thing in your mouth. I like that movement." 

He was really driving his hot cock inside of her mouth. It was hurting her 
now. But he didn't care. He wanted to feel the head of it slipping down her 
throat. 

"Am I ever gonna fuck you," he told her. "You'd better hang onto my juicy 
cum. You'd better eat every drop of it. I expect you to." 

As she went on sucking his huge penis, he warned her, "You'd better not spit 
any of the stuff out." 

It was really a threat from him now. Apparently, having the dildo stabbing 
up his ass hole as well as his penis slipping down her throat had provided 
him with so much excitement, he was almost flipping out. 

Reaching down he could touch her head. 

"Ohhh," he moaned, "it's spilling out of me. My hot juice is spilling. Suck 
me." 

Now spurts of bursting cum began to deluge her. It caught her by total 
surprise. She had never sucked and fucked at the same time. She began to 
cough and gag. Soon hot bursts of white jissum flowed down both sides of her 
mouth. She just about lost every drop of the hot stuff. This bothered her as 
she wanted to taste him. 

"Keep sucking," he panted. "Suck me. I want you to eat it. Suck me." 

It was erotic and stimulating for her to eat his cum load. He loved watching 
her. He enjoyed letting his penis head slip and slide against her throat. 

"Yes, baby," he panted as he continued thrusting. 

Finally, his cock stopped shooting. Slowly easing his penis out of her 
mouth, he thanked her. 

"Wow, baby," he told her, "you really did fuck my ass hole good. You sucked 
my cock real good, too." 

She thought he was through. But he still had a hard-on. 

"I'm gonna teach you plenty," he told her. "I'm gonna fuck your hot ass. Are 
you listening?" 

Heaving a heavy sigh, she got to her feet. She unstrapped the dildo and 
tossed it aside. Her husband could hardly wait now. 

"I'm gonna sodomize you," he told her. "I'm gonna give it to you Greek 
style. I'm gonna shove my hot pecker up your tight ass hole." 

It was strange how it terrified her at that moment to think of the prospect 
of his thick, long penis slipping up her ass. She begged Clint to stop. 

"Let me have a drink first," she told him. "Then I'll let you fuck my ass." 

He threw his head back and laughed robustly. 

"I'm gonna fuck you right now," he told her. "I'm gonna coat my cock with 
Vaseline. You're gonna get it." 

He coated his penis with Vaseline. He forced her to get on her knees. Now he 
was ready to plunge his cock right up her ass hole. 

"Hang tight, honey," he told her, "you are gonna get fucked and fucked 
royal." 

He gripped her ass cheeks. And he threw his head back and laughed again as 
he thrust his cock forward, letting it plunge inside her hot, tight 
ass-hole. As he did so, he reached out, crudely grabbing both legs. He threw 
himself into it. Clint kept on rocking back and forth, driving and pumping 
the huge penis high inside her ass-hole. It hurt like the devil. She 
couldn't help but cry out a few times. Even though she was doing her best to 
suppress such a reaction, she couldn't stand it. 

"You big baby," Clint growled. "Cut out the crap. Just let me slam my dick 
up your ass. You'd think I was killing you." 

Turning around she glanced up at him. 

"It feels like you are," she sobbed. 

Clint was delighted. Perhaps he could get Donna off this wild sex kick. He 
was teaching her not to go around giving every man on the block a piece of 
ass. Clint kept on shoving his prick ever deeper inside of her ass hole. He 
was driving it high up her rectum and brutally assaulting her. He was 
thrilled now as she wiggled, trying to get it over with. She was in terrible 
pain and almost becoming hysterical. 

"Get your damn cock out of my ass hole," she begged him. 

"As soon as I cum," he told her flatly. "Oh, I'm just about there, baby. I'm 
going, going, going!" 

Clint's white-hot juice began to spurt out of his penis tip. Frantically he 
went on fucking her. He obtained a measure of delight hearing her complain. 

"Fuck me," he told her. "Fuck me. Oh, baby, fuck me!" 

The erotic excitement he felt now as she continued loving him with her 
wiggling ass, surprised him. He thought he might be able to get his rocks 
off one more time. It was easy now to stab her ass hole. For it was 
slickened with his own hot cum juice. 

"Fuck," he panted as he thrust forward, "fuck, baby. Now you're doing it. 
Just like that. Fuck it. Fuck it." 

With deep, hard strokes he went on thrusting. She could hardly stand it now. 

"Yes, baby," he whispered, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. 
Fuck. Fuck it off." 

His long, hard cock exploded. The hot, white juice shot up her ass again. 
She rotated her butt as Clint gripped her ass cheeks, squeezing them. 

When he finally did pull his cock out of her sore ass, she told him what she 
thought of him. 

"You're a damn sadist!" 

"You've been acting like a fucking freak," he shrieked. "Chasing up and down 
the block after men. I ought to divorce you. If I didn't enjoy fucking you 
so much, I would." 

A smile played about his lips as he spoke with his wife. Clint knew that she 
would be delighted to know that he got such a charge out of her body. 

"Am I that good, Clint?" Donna asked, like a small child finding out from a 
father if she met with his approval. 

Proudly, Clint nodded. 

"Best piece of ass I ever had." 

"What a wonderful thing for you to say to me," she told him. "Oh, baby, I 
love you. You know I do." 

She went to the bathroom and showered. Her husband took a shower a few 
moments later. Then he came back to bed and held her. 

"Who said anything was wrong with you?" he laughed. 

She kissed him passionately. 

"You're not only a good wife," Clint told her, "but you make a first-rate 
mistress." 

She pressed her lips against him once more. Letting her tongue slip into his 
mouth, she felt him sucking on her tongue. She loved the stimulating 
sensations that were going through her body now. 

"Oh, honey," she whispered, "you can do anything you want with me. 
Anything." 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Now Donna was certain that she could be loyal to her husband. For a couple 
of months she was. 

However, the old sex bug bit her again. When she hired a young painter to 
come in to redo her living room at springtime, she suddenly had an urge to 
have sex with him. She knew that she shouldn't become involved in such a 
thing. But she couldn't help it. 

She deliberately suggested that he could slip into a swim suit so he 
wouldn't get paint all over himself. 

"That is not necessary," he told her. "I have old clothes for that very 
reason." 

"If you'd care to use the shower then," she suggested, "it's all right." 

The young painter understood. And he was determined that if she offered him 
a chance to go to bed with her, he would. 

After the day's work was over, he took her up on the offer to shower. 

"It's right in there," Donna told him as she pointed to the bedroom. 

He went into the bedroom and warm chills went up and down her spine as she 
visualized him undressing. She was eager to see what he looked like. He was 
a young man in his early twenties and she knew that he would be horny. 

When she figured that he would be totally naked, she stepped into the 
bedroom to hand him a towel. Glancing down between his legs, she could see 
his big cock swinging. 

"Here you are, Bill," she told him. 

Bill felt dizzy with wicked passions as he looked at her. She was a 
beautiful woman. And when he caught sight of her bosoms, he could imagine 
what she would look like completely nude. Finally he gathered up all of his 
courage and asked her point blank, "Do you want to shower with me?" 

For a second there was silence. Suddenly, she burst out laughing. 

"Why not?" she asked as she threw her head back and began undressing. 

Bill watched carefully as she took off her clothes. When she was completely 
nude, his mouth watered with anticipation. He could think of so many things 
that he would like to do with his mouth, with his lips, with his teeth, with 
his penis. He was only waiting for the signal to go ahead. 

"We'll have to get this over quickly," she told him, "because my husband 
gets back in an hour." 

"It won't take me no hour," Bill smiled knowingly. 

Together, Donna and Bill stepped into the shower. As she reached down to 
grip his cock, he felt himself ready to explode. 

"Take it easy with that pecker," he told her. "You've got me so hot I'm 
ready to explode." 

Her warm voice sent chills up and down his spine as she replied, "Yes, 
Bill," she whispered. 

Dropping to her knees she pulled his huge penis to her mouth. She kissed the 
tip of it and suddenly started sucking on it. 

"Ohhh, that feels good," he told her. "Suck me." 

She was breathing through her nostrils now as she made small circles with 
her tongue on the tip of his penis. Bill's fantasies had come to life. He 
thrust his penis forward, letting it slip down her throat. She clamped her 
lips around his shaft and his cock began swelling still more intensely. 

"Eat me," he panted as he gently thrust his cock into her mouth. "Suck me." 

Her hands reached for his ass cheeks. She squeezed his buttocks as she went 
on sucking his penis. However, she thought it would be more exciting if they 
did it in bed. Finally she pulled her mouth off his penis and told him so. 

"Why don't we do it in bed?" she asked. "That's the place to fuck and suck." 

They dried off and went into the bedroom. When they got on the bed, she told 
the young boy what she wanted to do. 

"I want to suck around your crotch," she whispered. "I want to lick your ass 
cheeks. I want to nibble on your nuts. Most of all, I want to eat out your 
cum." 

The idea got Bill so excited that he wrapped his arms around her 
attentively. 

"Baby, you're wonderful," he told her. "You don't know how excited you're 
getting me." 

Passionately he pressed his lips against hers. 

"I want to give you a good fuck," he told her. "You are going to love it." 

As the young boy lay on his back and spread his legs for the older woman, he 
observed her licking around his bare bottom. Never before had anyone 
suggested sucking his ass. He thrilled to the sensation of her tongue 
licking and lashing around his hot, tight behind. Her mouth reached up to 
his balls. Sucking them in, she felt his cock quiver. 

"I love having my balls sucked," Bill admitted frankly. "Ohhh, I can't stand 
it." 

His head rocked from side to side on the pillow as wave after wave of 
emotion stimulated and aroused him. He knew at this rate it wouldn't be much 
longer until his penis exploded. 

"Suck me," he told her, "suck. That's what I want you to do. Suck me off." 

She was more than eager to supply him with the erotic arousal he wanted now. 

"Eat me," he begged her. "Ohhh, yes. Suck me off. That's what I want you to 
do. Suck me off." 

It wasn't going to be much longer before his penis exploded. This was the 
erotic moment she was waiting for. 

"Yes, yes," he whispered enticingly, "suck me. Suck my cock off. Suck my 
cock off." 

The thrill of devouring his cum propelled her to suck him swiftly. Placing 
her mouth on his penis, she sucked it in. She gripped his ass cheeks and 
held onto them for dear life as her head bobbed up and down his rock-hard 
cock. Reaching out, Bill forced her farther down over his shaft. He could 
feel it slipping past her throat. 

"Eat me," he begged her feverishly. "Suck me off. Ohhh, yes. Suck off. Suck 
me off." 

All at once his hot, white sperm shot into her mouth. She gulped joyously. 

"Eat me," he begged her. "Suck me. Yes, yes. Suck me off." 

He was panting now as he locked his legs around her. Reaching down, he 
gripped her. 

"Come on, Donna," he told her, "I love it when you lick my prick. I've got 
some sweet cum in there. Suck." 

It was really feeling good to him. He was pumping hard now. She loved it. He 
could feel the excitement tingling to the nerve endings of his legs. Her 
mouth was making his genitals swell. He was ready to burst. He sobbed out 
his erotic excitement. 

"Ohhh, I can't stand it," he panted. "Suck me." 

He knew that he was going to cum now. And he could hardly wait for that 
moment when she would devour him. 

"Eat me," he begged her. "Ohhh, baby, suck me off. Suck me." 

Suddenly his penis exploded. Hot, white cream shot into her mouth. She 
gulped greedily. 

"Lick it," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck." 

When she finished pulling him off with her mouth and he had shot her a thick 
load of cum, he observed her big breasts which had been rising and falling 
as she sucked up and down. Now it was his chance to lick her bosoms. 

"Come up here," he told Donna. She moved up. 

"Swing your tits over my face," he told her. "I want to lick them." 

The young boy let his tongue lick and lash at her breasts. The next thing he 
wanted her to do was slide her bosoms over his penis. 

"Let me feel your tits embrace my cock," he smiled at her. 

She cooperated with him. She slid down his body until her breasts encased 
his cock. He loved this sensation. 

"Beautiful," he told her. "That's just the way I like it. Now you're doing 
it." 

The electrifying sensations of his penis between her breasts had her 
excited. 

"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Now you're doing it." 

At this point he could hardly wait. For he was getting hotter every moment. 

"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck it." 

The thrills were building to a climax. She enjoyed massaging his cock with 
her breasts. She wanted to feel it slipping into her pussy, however. 

She felt it was time to ride his cock. Pulling up, she reached down to grip 
his massive penis. Gently she eased her crotch down so that her pussy made 
contact with his cock. With a forward thrust, he plunged into her. 

"Fuck," he whispered, "fuck." 

He was driving it into her now with hard thrusts. His hands clasped her 
buttocks. 

She enjoyed the feel of his hands grasping her behind. 

"Fuck me," he told her hotly. "Fuck me." 

The erotic sensations that she felt now had her gyrating. 

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that. Fuck, baby, fuck." 

It would not be much longer before she came. 

"Hang tight, baby," he whispered. "We're gonna make it." 

With deep, driving jabs, he continued plunging into her. And he fingered her 
ass hole. Donna enjoyed feeling his finger slipping up her rectum. 

She brushed her breasts over his chest and this pleased him. 

"I love that," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck." 

A look of triumph and satisfaction formed on the young boy's face. His jaw 
hung slack and his eyes were glazed as he fucked her with feeling. She was 
creating delightful sensations by grasping with her pussy just right. 

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Fuck." 

Together they were reaching a fabulous climax. She knew that it wouldn't be 
much longer before he came. It was this erotic moment that she was looking 
forward to. 

"Ohhh, baby," he whispered, "you know just what I need. Now you're fucking. 
Fuck off." 

With a savage thrust forward, he was getting her there. 

"I can't stand it," she told him as she felt herself juicing. "Oh, baby, 
your prick is cuming. Flood me with it." 

His cock exploded over and over as she gripped his penis and milked it. 

"Give it to me," he begged her. "Fuck me." 

He went on plunging his cock into her. She was thrilling to it more every 
moment. 

"Right on," he told her. "That's the way I want it. Fuck, baby, fuck." 

When he had finished getting his wild fuck, he slowly let her pull off. Once 
she was off him, she looked at him nervously. 

"We really shouldn't have done that." 

The problem was his penis remained hard. He looked at her with that lusty, 
hot desire that told her he still wanted more. 

"I suppose you want to slip it up my behind now," she told him. 

He nodded agreeably. 

"All right, love," she told him. "If that's what you want, I guess you can. 
But shove easy." 

She didn't need to obtain any lubrication for the young boy's penis. Coated 
with their mutual love juices, it was ready to give her a good, wild fuck. 

"I want to feel it," she told him. "And I want to feel it right now." 

At this point he was eager to satisfy her. Grasping her ass cheeks, he 
forged forward. 

"I'm gonna fuck it good," he told her, "and you're gonna love it." 

With a forceful jab forward, he plunged it right up her ass hole. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're gonna love it. Every fucking inch of it." 

His cock thrust into her and she twisted around. 

"Grind your hips," he told her. "Let's enjoy it." 

Her ass cheeks revolved as his penis plunged into her. His balls bounced on 
her bare buttocks. She was becoming more aroused every moment. 

"Fuck me," she begged eagerly. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me." 

His driving penis was bringing her to a sticky climax. 

"I want it," she told him. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Keep fucking." 

It wasn't just another fuck. This was a unique woman. A woman who seemed to 
enjoy every inch of his stabbing cock. 

"Shove it into me," she whispered. "Let me feel it." 

His deep, plunging penis jabbed in up to the hilt. His balls rode her ass 
hole. She went on twisting in her great style. Bending over, he reached for 
her bosoms. It didn't take him long to reach down and feel of her pussy. She 
was moistening now as the waves of erotic pleasure splashed over her body. 

"Grind your ass," he told her. "That's how it's done." 

Reaching in, he fingered her pussy. He grasped her clit and teased it. 

"You've got a neat body," he told her, "and you've let me fuck you every 
which way. Ohhh, wow! Your husband sure is lucky. I'd like to be in his 
boots." 

He continued jabbing it into her roughly. Suddenly his cock exploded. 

"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck." 

The delirious excitement that he was experiencing now caused him to lose 
sight of the fact that Donna's husband had come home. Clint suspected 
something was wrong when he noticed the drapes were drawn. Quietly he 
entered the room and then he looked up at her. 

"What the fuck is going on here?" he demanded angrily. 

At this point he looked at her. 

"Clint," she exclaimed nervously, "what are you doing here?" 

"I'm really disappointed in you," he told her. "I never thought you would 
stoop to this." 

It troubled him and annoyed him to see the young boy pulling his rigid penis 
from his wife's ass hole. The young teenager was fearful. 

"I'm getting out of here," he nodded nervously as he looked at Donna and 
deliberately evaded looking at Clint. When he had finally dressed and walked 
out the door, Clint never said a word to him. But he looked at his wife. 

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I really am. You know I didn't mean it." 

"You didn't mean what?" 

"To be unfaithful to you," she complained. 

"Yeah," he told her. "It's just your style. 

All right, baby, I'm gonna take care of you. I'm gonna screw you like you've 
never been fucked." 

Hastily undressing, Clint strapped on the dildo that she had used on him to 
massage his prostate gland. He decided he would give her a dildo fuck up her 
ass hole. Getting behind her, he suddenly decided he would try something 
different. 

"No, not this way," he told her. "I'm gonna lie on my back. And I want you 
to slide your pussy over my pecker and your ass on this dildo. That will 
teach you." 

She could see it was her husband's way of getting even. She did not like the 
expression of his face as he made his move. 

"You're gonna get fucked and fucked royal," he told her. "You're gonna like 
it. Yes, you are. When I get through with you, you'll know you've been 
fucked by a real man." 

At this point he gripped her tightly. It didn't take him long to get what he 
wanted. With a forceful, hard stab, his penis plunged into her pussy. She 
eased her way down on the dildo. Now she was getting a double fuck. Clint 
glared up at her. 

"I hope you're satisfied," he told her. "Now you have two cocks. Apparently 
you feel you need another man. Well, there's a dildo up your ass hole and my 
pecker in your pussy. If that isn't enough, I'll buy you a French fucking 
machine." 

Donna brushed her bosoms across his chest. She hoped that he would be 
satisfied now that she was submitting to his way-out, lusty desires. 

"Fuck me," she begged him, "fuck. Fuck me, darling, fuck me." 

The driving, thrusting penis continued plunging up her ass hole. And at the 
same time the dildo slid into her pussy. She was getting hotter every 
moment. 

"Fuck me," she cried ecstatically. "Fuck me. I want it." 

It wouldn't be much longer at this tempo. It was feeling better every 
moment. 

"Yes, yes," she cried earnestly, "I want to feel it." 

With hard, deep strokes he went on thrusting. She got so excited that she 
couldn't stand it. Soon she was juicing. Her husband's penis went on 
slipping into her with rough, driving cock jabs. 

"That's beautiful," she whispered. "Oh, baby, now you're fucking. Keep it 
up." 

With determination he went on screwing her. She cried out with passionate 
pleasure as he juiced. She felt herself cuming, too. 

When she pulled off him, she was certain that he was satisfied. But a 
strange look was on his face. He got out his belt and lashed it across her 
breasts. Next, he whipped her ass with the belt. She pleaded for mercy. 

"Stop it," she begged him, "stop it!" 

"Now I'm gonna divorce you," he told her. "You're no fucking good. You're a 
tramp. You're a slut." 

Packing his clothes, it didn't take him long to get out of there. No amount 
of sobbing could change Clint's mind. He had grown too uptight over what she 
had done. Yet she somehow knew she couldn't help herself. She knew that if 
another circumstance arose, she probably would do the same thing. That was 
what bothered her the most. 

She felt like taking one sleeping pill too many. However, she forced herself 
to down just two sleeping pills. She knew that tomorrow would have to be a 
better day. It couldn't be a worse one. 


THE END
