Jerry Jones

Wife's Anal Perversion

Chapter 1

Carla looked at her husband Freddy. There he stood with his long, hard cock standing up at attention. She went over to it and began stroking him.

"Honey," she suggested, "can't we try something different?" "I don't know," Freddy hesitated. "It makes me feel strange when you want to do different things."

Carla, who was a stunning-looking redhead turned around and walked away from him.

"Other men notice me," she told him, "whether I'm walking toward them or walking away they pay attention when I go by."

"Sure, 'cause you wiggle your ass," Freddy said, getting hot.

"I don't have to," Carla said turning around and glaring at him. "Just looking at me standing motionless will give them a hard-on."

"You sure have a good opinion of yourself," he told her emphatically. "Your ego is gonna get you in big trouble."

At that point Carla was tired of playing around. She wanted Freddy to fuck her and fuck her good. But she was totally bored by the traditional ways that he employed to give her erotic kicks.

"Get on your back," Freddy told her.

"Why shouldn't I lie on my stomach?" she objected.

Carla walked over to the bed and stretched out on her stomach. As her husband looked at her upturned ass cheeks, he had to admit she did look plenty appealing.

"Come over here and suck my ass," Carla told him.

"I'm not gonna suck your ass," Freddy told her flatly.

"Try to," she told him anxiously. "Freddy, if you lick my ass, I'll lick yours."

That did something. Freddy thought that it might be exciting to have her doing his ass-hole. He had heard about men getting their ass sucked while he was in the service. But he had never had it done to him.

"Oh, I'll try," he told her.

He got behind her and pretended he enjoyed it. For he figured she would do the same thing to him.

"Oh, that feels so good," Carla told him as she felt his tongue caressing her behind.

However, she wanted more.

"Slide your tongue up my ass-hole," she begged.

Freddy's tongue eased up her behind. She enjoyed this intensely.

"Now you're doing it," she told him. "That's the way I like it. Suck my butt."

His tongue stiffened and he penetrated right up her ass-hole.

"Now you're doing it," she told him. "That's beautiful."

At this point he could hardly wait for the moment when he would plunge his penis right up her behind. Straddling her, he suddenly whipped his cock to her ass crack.

"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her, "and fuck you good. You said you wanted me to."

He was too rough and rugged for her.

"Easy does it, Freddy," she reprimanded him. "You had better put some Vaseline on your cock. I'm not gonna take that huge pecker of yours any other way."

Now he was willing to agree with her. He applied the Vaseline to his cock. When it was slippery he mounted her once more. Parting her ass cheeks he gently let his cock glide up her ass-hole.

"That feels super," he told her excitedly. "Oh, baby, don't move. Just let me fuck you."

Carla instantly sensed his feelings. She gently swung her hips. She liked his big cock plunging into her.

"Yes," she begged, "I want it."

The power was building in his balls. With savage, hard strokes he plowed into her ass-hole. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until he got his gun off.

"Your buttocks are beautiful," he said as he gripped them admiringly.

"Then shove it up there," she told him.

His hardening penis rocked up her ass-hole. He bent over and began hugging and kissing her.

"What should I do?" she asked anxiously.

"Use your imagination," he told her as the sexual pleasure intensified.

He could feel his cock being sucked in her ass-hole like quicksand. "Ohhh, fuck," he begged, "fuck it."

Her bare buttocks were pushing back to meet his driving cock. He pulled away and clutched her ass cheeks firmly.

"That's what I like," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Come on, baby, fuck me."

He'd never had so much enjoyment when he was fucking her. He recognized now that her ass cheeks could be a thing of beauty. And they could become a source of enjoyment that he was determined he could utilize. He was astride her now and fucking hard. He enjoyed having her completely naked.

"Higher," she told him. "I want it."

It wasn't going to be much longer before his cock exploded. It was that erotic moment that he was waiting for.

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

With deep, hard strokes he went on ramming it up her hot, tight ass-hole. All of the sudden great gobs of hot, white cum spurted up Carla's rectum. She twisted around as he went on thrusting.

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Oh, baby, milk my pecker."

She was giving him the best fuck she knew how. And he appreciated it.

"Oh, baby, I can't take my eyes off you," he told her as he went on shoving it into her. "Fuck it."

He was determined that he was going to get more cum out of his cock.

"You're a real pistol," she told him. "Stick that shaft straight up my ass. Shove it up."

He went on plunging his hard cock into her. She knew that he was going to cum again quickly. For it was obvious just how excited he had become.

"Ohhh, I'm cuming," he panted as he felt his hot sperm juice shooting out of her ass.

When he had finished screwing her ass-hole, he slowly withdrew. He lay there then, resting his head on her buttocks and kissing and licking them.

"I guess you like my backside," she smiled.

"You know I do," he assured her.

Carla rolled over. She let her legs entwine around his shoulder.

"Now I want you to pay tribute to my pussy," she smiled.

Her eyes widened as she watched him licking at her vagina. Reaching up he gripped her breasts. His heart pounded rapidly as his tongue tasted the first delicious moment of sexual pleasure. His spine tingled as his tongue slipped into her.

"Ohhh, wow!" she told him. "That's what I want you to do to me."

She was thrilled by the fantastic penetration of his tongue in her vagina.

"I can't stand it," she told him. "Oh, baby, eat it."

Freddy's tongue whipped back and forth across her clit. She was getting more and more aroused.

"That's what I like," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful."

His tongue went on driving deep within her pussy. She pressed tightly against his mouth. She began to move the lower half of her body in a seductive way. His hands gripped her ass cheeks.

"Eat me," she begged as she never took her eyes off him.

Her voice was trembling and her eyes were glazed with lust.

"Wow, you really want it, don't you?"

He went on licking and sucking on her beautiful pussy. Then reaching forward, he gripped her bosoms. He played with them as he softly went on eating her snatch. The deliciousness of her, coupled with the delightful aroma of her crotch, had his tongue planted firmly in her pussy. He wanted her to cum right then. It had been a long time since he'd eaten any woman. He was glad that he had finally rid himself of his inhibitions. Now he could suck on her pussy and enjoy every erotic, thrilling moment of it.

Her thighs pressed against him eagerly.

"Suck me," she moaned as his mouth pressed against her.

This erotic moment had her thrilling to him. She couldn't take it any longer. When his teeth nibbled her clit she gushed. He gripped her ass cheeks and held them tightly.

"I'm cuming," she told him. "Oh, baby, I'm there."

He sucked her dry. Next, he looked at her adoringly.

"Oh, you're beautiful," he told her.

She was pleased that he had gotten so turned on. But now he wanted to shower.

Together they got in the shower. When he got back in bed he thought he could go to sleep. However, he was so aroused he discovered that he couldn't.

"My cock is sticking straight up, honey," he told her. "Why don't you lick it?"

For a moment she turned her head. "I don't know," she mumbled.

"Touch it," he told her.

He could feel his balls growing tight. Her hand crept out and she gripped his penis. She slowly began pulling up and down. He loved the feeling of her hand jerking on him. But what he wanted more than anything else was to have her fasten her mouth on his penis.

"Suck me," he begged.

She bent over him. She eased her mouth over his cock.

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's just what I like. Suck my cock and suck it good."

He was becoming thoroughly aroused to her tongue touch. Then when he saw her head bobbing up and down as she played with his balls, he could hardly wait to let his cum break loose. He wanted to see her suck and swallow. Apparently she enjoyed it. For she had broken the barrier that had kept her from eating his cock. She could feel his shaft getting larger with each stroke of her tongue. And she loved every erotic moment of it.

"Suck me," he begged. "Suck me."

The power was building in the base of his shaft. A savage hardness plowed up it and there were only a few seconds left before his sperm would come rushing into her mouth. She sensed his feelings. She drew her lips tightly around the shank. Bobbing her head up and down, she continued massaging his balls.

"I want you to suck and swallow me," he told her. "I want you to get every drop of it."

She enjoyed the feeling of his big horny cock caressing the back of her throat. But for a moment she didn't see how she could breathe and go on sucking.

"Hang in there, baby," he whispered enticingly. "I'm gonna feed you a big gob of cum. Oh, sweetheart, it's gonna be sweet and hot. Just keep sucking. Baby, I'm gonna flood your face."

All at once his hot cock exploded. The thick, white cream gushed down her throat. She gulped hungrily.

"Eat me," he begged her. "Oh, baby, suck it out. Get all of it. Suck, suck it."

She was sucking rhythmically now.

"That's the way to do it," he told her, "suck every drop of it."

When he had finished giving her his cum load, he eased off.

"Ohhh, baby, you sure gave me a good blow job," he complimented her.

Now he was caressing her once more. She enjoyed it when he sucked on her breasts.

"You like my tits?" she asked anxiously.

"You know I do," he assured her.

He sucked on her breasts and finally fell asleep with his arms wrapped around her.

The next morning Freddy told Carla just how much he'd enjoyed making it with her.

"If you'd only been this way before," she told him quite frankly, "think of all the fun we could have had."

"I know," he agreed.

When Freddy had gone to work, Carla had some serious thoughts about more sex. She was delighted to hear that her husband felt she was so good.

When she called up her girl friend Donna, she discovered that plenty of housewives were making money selling sex.

"How in the world does it work?" she asked.

"I'd rather not talk about it on the telephone," Donna informed her flatly. "Why don't we get together?"

"That's not a bad idea," she agreed.

Donna got together with Carla. And she explained in great detail how she had gotten involved with selling her pussy.

"It isn't difficult," she told her, "if you have connections. You see, I know this fellow, Nick. He has an answering service. He gets a percentage, naturally. But he gives us seventy-five percent. Some of the characters take fifty percent. Nick is generous."

"And what do you have to do?"

"You meet these men in downtown hotel rooms or in motel rooms. Just depending on where. They give you the money and you turn over twenty-five percent of it to Nick. He trusts you."

"Not bad," she told her.

"Not bad at all," she agreed. "Sometimes you can even keep a little. They give you a tip."

"What do you have to do to get the money?"

Donna took another sip of her drink.

"To be blunt, baby," she told her, "you've got to do some of the weirdo acts. You know what I mean."

"No, I'm not quite sure."

"Honey, they are putty in your hands if you will suck off their cocks, or let them stick it to you up your ass-hole." "What?" she demanded. "You have to do all of that?"

"Lots of girls like it Greek style," Donna smiled quickly. "And there's really nothing bad about it. And when it comes to blow jobs, you can learn in time to be an expert cock artist. I could teach you plenty about it."

"I thought a cock suck was a cock suck was a cock suck," Carla told her. "You mean, they're giving lessons now?"

"Honey," she told her, "if the guest of honor is gonna get his cock sucked, you've got to do it right. Men insist on a girl knowing what she's doing. You have to let your tongue twirl around the tip of it. Sometimes you even dip the tip of your tongue into the head of his shaft. Then you play with the throbbing shaft by grasping it tightly and squeezing it. Many men love it when you massage their balls while they are fucking. There's really not much to it. It just takes talent. I know some men who love to stick their cocks between your tits. That's fun, too. And I love it when a guy wants to blow me."

"It is fun to have someone eat your pussy," Carla admitted. "Freddy has just started sucking mine."

"Freddy is a good lover. I never had anything to do with him but I just could tell."

"How could you tell?" Carla asked curiously.

"That certain look in his eyes," she explained.

Finally Donna convinced Carla that she could pick up fifty dollars a day easily if she would perform.

"All right, damn it," she told her, "it wouldn't hurt to try it." That night Freddy took his wife Carla out to dinner. He told her just how much he enjoyed having sex with her. Carla felt proud of herself.

"It's funny," Freddy told her, "I used to dream about you doing all those things we did last night. But I was afraid to ask you."

"I'm sorry that you were, darling, because we could have been having fun all of that time."

They both agreed on that point. When they went home that night, Freddy was eager to demonstrate his sexual skill once more.

"I bought a French tickler today," he told her, "so I could give you a real good fuck."

"French tickler?" she asked curiously. "I've never had one of those used on me before."

"You'll love it," he assured her.

When they were both naked, he slid the French tickler over the tip of his cock.

"You see, this will excite you. Just lie back, baby, and let me shove it into you."

She wasn't quite so sure that she'd enjoy this.

"I don't know if it's safe. Are you sure it won't hurt me?"

"It's safe all right, baby. Now get ready for a royal screw."

She stretched out on the bed. It didn't take long for Freddy to join her. He slowly guided his long, hard cock into her. As the French tickler pressed back and forth across her pussy walls, she became more excited than ever.

"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "I love doing this."

She loved the sensation of him doing this to her now. She reached up and gripped his shoulders and held him in place as he went on thrusting forward.

"Oh, that feels so good," he told her. "Now play with my ass."

He wanted to satisfy her every way that he knew how. He let his cock continue slamming into her as he felt her grasping his buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks and then parting his ass crack she let a finger slide up his ass-hole.

"Fuck me," he told her as he felt her finger slipping smoothly in and out of his hot, tight behind.

Now he was riding her cunt to climax. And he could hardly wait for that moment when his penis would explode in her pussy. She wanted it just as badly.

"Oh, keep it up," she begged anxiously. "Now you're doing it."

Her breath came fast as he rammed. His hot hands gripped her buttocks. She reached around to grasp his ass cheeks.

Now his cock exploded. Her hands gripped his buttocks tightly as he flexed his ass muscles in his final thrust.

When he had finished unloading his juice in her pussy, he slowly eased out of her. Her face was flushed.

"I enjoyed it. Did you?" Freddy asked Carla.

She nodded.

"Baby," he told her, "you are a tremendous fuck. I won't have to look at another woman."

She cleared her throat. She felt guilty.

"Why, have you been looking at other women?"

"Yes," he admitted as he lowered his head ashamed that she had asked him such an embarrassing question."

"Wasn't I enough for you?"

Freddy reminisced.

"Actually, honey," he told her, "I had you figured as frigid. I know this will sound ridiculous, but I really didn't think you'd let me stick it to you up your ass-hole or that you'd eat my pecker. Or that you'd let me lick your snatch."

She shook her head.

"Baby," she told him, "you never knew your wife. I'm sorry."

"I guess you're right," he admitted. "I never dreamt you'd let me fuck you and suck you like this. If I had known, believe me, baby, I would have done it long ago."

Chapter 2

The next day Donna was on the phone.

"Baby, you're in luck," she told her. "Nick says that one of the housewives quit. Her husband got suspicious and she couldn't go on anymore. So Nick would like to know if you could take care of a customer at lunch time. It's some business executive who's gonna take a lunch break and fuck instead of going to lunch." "Certainly," she agreed.

All of the sudden her heart was pounding quickly and she felt sick.

"What's wrong?" Donna asked as there was silence at the other end of the line.

"I don't think I can go through with it."

"Don't be ridiculous," Donna reprimanded her. "I've tried to help you, baby. Now don't you let me down."

"Of course not," she replied, "but honest, baby, I don't think I can do it."

"Yes, you can," she assured her, "and don't you say you can't. Here's the address."

She gave her the address of the biggest hotel in town. Carla had never been there. An overpowering urge not to go seized her.

"I can't go," she told Donna again.

"You'd better go, baby," Donna snapped.

She hung up on her deliberately. All of the desire that Carla had felt now disappeared. For she recognized that Freddy's passion for her had just been touched. It was a strange thing how she felt a curious blend of ecstasy and desire for her husband. It bothered her no end. For she realized that she was going to be unfaithful.

Carla went downtown to the hotel room at the appointed time. Sure enough, the business executive was there. He met her at the door with only a towel wrapped around his waist. The moment she was inside the room and the door was locked, he took off the towel.

"Hi, beautiful," he grinned at her.

"Hi, tiger."

"What's your specialty?" he smiled.

"I don't even know your name," she told him.

"I'm sorry," he introduced himself, "I'm Craig. Donna told me all about you. You're Carla."

"Yes, Craig," she nodded. "You know, I'm new at this business."

"Honey, can't you get a new line?" he laughed. "That's what every girl has told me. I wish they were all as new as they say they are. I would have gotten some good screws."

"What do you expect?"

"I expect to get my rocks off," Craig laughed as he walked over to the dresser and took some ice cubes out of a plastic sack and put them into a glass.

Next he poured some orange juice into the glass and mixed it with vodka.

"Mix me one of those, too," she suggested.

It didn't take him long to fix her a Screwdriver. Carla found it easier to take off her clothes once she had had a drink.

"Now, baby," he told her, "you just relax. Let Craig do everything."

Before she knew what was happening, Craig was straddling her. She didn't know whether she liked this or not. But he was eagerly pressing his buttocks against her bosoms and wiggling back and forth.

"What are you trying to do?" she asked him.

"I'm just trying to entertain my ass," he told her frankly.

Now he was pointing his long, hard cock at her mouth.

"I want you to suck my cock," he told her, "and suck it real good. Maybe I should have you start with an ass suck." "I don't eat ass," Carla told him bluntly.

"It's about time somebody taught you," Craig said in amazement. "I don't see how a girl can make a good living if she doesn't suck ass nowadays."

Moving forward, Craig lowered his firm, round ass cheeks directly over her face.

"Do you think I'm gonna do it?" she demanded.

Craig wasn't laughing at this point. He was determined that she was going to entertain him with her tongue.

"Yes, you're gonna do it," he muttered.

Reaching up she gripped his buttocks. For he was bringing his ass ever closer to her face. It made her head dizzy. She felt weak in the knees and her mouth was dry.

"Turn on," he told her. "Slip your tongue up my butt."

At this point she managed to let her tongue slide smoothly right up his rectum. He loved it.

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Suck ass. Suck my ass-hole."

Her tongue plunged smoothly, rhythmically right up his rectum. Once she had broken the barrier she could do it.

"Oh, wow!" he panted. "That's what I like. Suck ass. Come on, baby, suck my sweet ass."

Her tongue was slipping rhythmically up his rectum. And at the same time he was pumping on his cock. It was indeed a pleasurable feeling to pull on his penis and get his ass sucked at the same time.

"Come on, ass licker," he told her, "stick it way in there. I want to feel it."

The tongue swung right up his ass all the way. When he got so excited that he knew she had better suck his balls and his cock quick, he told her to stop.

"Now suck my balls in your mouth," Craig suggested.

He swung his sweaty testicles right over her nose.

"They're gonna hang there, honey," he told her, "until you suck 'em."

At this point she let her tongue slip gingerly back and forth across his balls.

"Oh, baby, you're sucking good. Now open up all the way. I want to feel in your mouth."

Carla felt as if she was being degraded completely. There wasn't a thing Craig didn't demand. She opened her mouth as he pushed his sweaty balls inside. Her tongue swung back and forth over them.

"Now it's time to lick my cock," he told her eagerly, "and I want you to give me a good job of it."

Gently she let her tongue lick to the top of his penis. At this point they were both aroused. She gripped Craig's round buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks as she sucked on his penis tip. He really enjoyed that.

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck. Oh, honey, I love it."

Carla figured a finger up his ass-hole would please him, too. She gently parted his ass crack and let a finger slide up his rectum. He did enjoy that.

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

Ramming it down her throat he fucked her face without mercy.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Fuck it."

It wouldn't be much longer until his thick, long cock exploded in her throat. But she didn't want him to do it in her throat. She wanted to pull it out so she could suck the sweet cream for his cock. For she was developing a thing for sperm.

"Now," he told her, "I'm gonna shoot you my wad."

All at once his thick cock exploded. She tasted his sweet cream as it shot out of his penis tip.

"Suck it," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck it." At this point she swallowed his thick, juicy cum load.

"Come on, cock eater," he commanded her, "Lick every drop of it. That's the way to do it. Suck it out. Suck, baby, suck." When she had finished swallowing his cum load, she pulled away.

"That wasn't bad, Craig."

"No, it wasn't bad at all," he told her.

At this point he wanted her pussy.

"Baby, I'm just gonna go down there and eat your cunt like you've never been eaten before."

"Don't talk so crudely, Craig," she said.

"That's half the fun of it. Hell, I can't talk that way to my wife. Now I'm gonna eat your delicious cunt. Every sucking, fucking drop of it."

As Craig went on sucking and licking at her snatch, she got hotter and hotter. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until she was cuming.

"Oh, eat me," she begged feverishly. "Suck my snatch. Oh, baby, lick me."

All at once she felt herself being sucked in by Craig's hot mouth. His tongue lapped her up.

"Oh, baby, you must have been starving for pussy," she panted. "Suck me, suck me."

Craig felt her body was something else. He enjoyed the delicious taste of her hot cunt juices. And he sucked her hungrily.

Once he had finished licking her, he pulled his finger out of her ass-hole. He smiled at her with a delighted gleam.

"Your ass ought to be fucked," he told her, "and I'm just the man to do it. You like it up the ass-hole?"

"Anything you want to do," she told him. "Anything, baby. Your pecker is dynamite. Your tongue is tremendous. I guess you've captured me, Craig."

Craig began realizing that what she told him originally when she came into the hotel room was apparently true. For he noticed that a woman who had been around didn't make such a fuss over getting fucked. Apparently, she was a nympho type that someone had brought out.

"Baby, I'm gonna fuck your ass just like you're gonna like it," he told her.

Now he spit in his hands. He applied his own spit to his penis shaft.

"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her.

Parting her ass cheeks gently when she rolled over, he slowly eased himself into her. At first she was fearful. But he told her to relax and not worry and he would be gentle. Craig was gentle. He slowly inserted it farther and farther. Finally he had it in all the way.

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Fuck it."

With deep, hard strokes he plunged it into her.

"Come on, baby," he whispered, "fuck it." With deeper jabs he rammed forward. She loved it.

"All the way," he told her. "Oh, baby, let me get it in there."

Now they were completely pleased with each other.

"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's what I like. Come on, baby, fuck it."

He was driving his hard cock into her swiftly. He was especially thrilled over the fact that she was cooperating. For she gripped his hard, thrusting penis with her ass muscles. The tightness of her ass-hole thrilled and excited him.

"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's the way I want it. Oh, baby, fuck. Fuck it."

With unrestricted vigor he fucked.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Shake it."

She was shimmying her ass. This pleased him.

"It's the only way to fly," he told her. "Baby, you know how."

As they went on fucking this way, he knew that it couldn't be much longer until his penis exploded high into her ass-hole. However, he wanted to make it last. "You'd better slow down, baby," he told her. "Believe it or not your ass movements got me so excited I'm ready to explode."

This pleased her. For she was glad that she'd given him this much excitement.

"Oh, baby," he whispered, "now you're doing it. Yes, baby, that's the way."

Her hands reached up and clutched at the sheets as Craig's cock worked harder up her ass-hole. He was fascinated by the curvaceous buttocks. He enjoyed grasping her buttocks. All of his strange fantasies were coming to life now as her ass pushed up to meet his driving cock.

"Fuck," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck."

He was determined that he was going to get his cock to explode quickly.

"That's the way to do it," he whispered. "Come on, baby, twist your tail for me."

She ground her hips around. Then she let her ass muscles once more seize his penis.

"Oh, baby, I knew I had to screw your ass the first time I saw it," Craig revealed. "Now, baby, now."

She was delighted that he'd gotten so excited. And she was determined to get him off quickly.

"One more time," he panted as he pumped it up her ass. "Oh, baby, now, now."

His hot white cum exploded.

"Yes, baby," he whispered, "I'm there."

His cock juices flowed freely. Some of Craig's cum spurted on her ass cheeks. He wiped it off.

When she rolled over and stretched out, she could see his eyes still longing for more action. But she realized that it was time to go.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't stay forever," she told him flatly. "Baby," he told her, "we just got acquainted."

"Yes," she nodded, "but I have to get away now."

"A new frontier to conquer?" he laughed. "If you must know," she told him quite frankly, "I've got to go home to my husband." He laughed.

"Now, honey," he told her, "just make sure you douche your ass-hole before you let your husband slip his pecker up it. It would slide in too smoothly for him not to get suspicious."

"Freddy would be suspicious," she confessed. "He has just started doing everything to me. And I got carried away."

"And you have a clear conscience when you fuck around with other men?"

Casually she looked up at him.

"Why not?"

A look of surprise filled Craig's face.

"You mean, you've gone beyond conscience?"

"No," she explained, "but you see, my dear husband Freddy has been unfaithful for a long time. So maybe I'm just catching up with him."

Craig began laughing. It really gave him a charge to hear her attitude.

"So you were trying desperately to even the score."

"Yes," she nodded, "and I don't see a thing wrong with it. If it was all right for him to fuck the women at the office, then it's all right for me to find a man and enjoy myself."

"You did enjoy yourself?" he asked her.

She nodded and smiled.

"Very much," she assured him.

He told her that he had to go to a business meeting and quickly he dressed and left her alone in the room. She had decided she would take her time in dressing. She might even try something daring, she thought to herself. Something she had never done before.

Chapter 3

It didn't take Carla long to get on the phone to get the bell boy. For she was hot to experience some more sexual excitement.

"I wish you could send me up some ice cubes," she asked the front desk. They agreed. And it wasn't long before the ice cubes were delivered to the door. As she looked at the young Mexican boy who brought them, she felt a sudden urge of sexual desire sweep over her.

"Put them over there," she told him.

He put them over on the dresser and then he was about to leave.

"Maybe I could find something for you," she said.

Only a towel covered her nakedness. And as she bent over to reach for her purse, she gave the bell boy a fantastic view of her cleavage.

"What are you doing?" she asked as he looked at her full, round bosoms.

"I couldn't help it, ma'am," he told her.

"You have to exercise some control," she told him emphatically.

"I'm sorry," he told her.

Indeed he was sorry. However, when she let the towel fall to the floor and he caught sight of her vagina as well as her naked breasts, he couldn't control himself any longer.

"Oh, wow!" he told her. "I'd better get out of here."

"Why don't you have a drink with me."

"That's against house rules," he told her flatly.

"Forget the rules," Carla smiled as she walked over to the dresser.

She put some ice cubes in a glass and added some orange juice and Vodka. She handed it to him.

"You look like a nice young stud," she said.

Carla's eyes fastened on the bell boy's crotch. She could see him with his hard-on.

"What are you trying to do?" he asked anxiously.

"I'm trying to turn on with you," she said as she walked right over to him and reached out and stroked his crotch through his pants.

He couldn't hold back any longer.

"If you can entice me like that," he said hotly, "you've got to satisfy me."

"That should be easy," she assured him.

At that point she slowly unzipped his fly. She reached in and pulled out his cock.

"What are you doing?" he demanded.

"I'm just taking it out," she said with a delighted smile as she saw the length of his penis.

"I can get fired for this," he exclaimed nervously.

"Baby, you're all fired up for this," she grinned. "I'll lock the door. I promise I won't tell."

"But they'll wonder what happened to me," he said as he tried to argue with himself about the merits of having sex with her now.

"Now just relax," she told him. "As a matter-of-fact, young man, if you would take off all of your clothes, I could give you everything. Did anybody ever suck your ass-hole?"

"No," he admitted candidly.

"Just unfasten your belt and pull down your pants, baby," she told him, " 'cause you're gonna get sucked all over."

The lusty, dark-skinned Mexican boy couldn't withstand any more of her sexual assault. He eased his pants down off his hips after he had unfastened his belt. Pulling off his shorts he stood there naked from the waist down.

"You might as well take off your shirt," she told him.

When he was totally nude he went over to the bed and stretched out on his back. Carla wasted no time. She got underneath him. She propped up his ass cheeks on pillows. Now she was prepared to suck his ass-hole for him.

"I want you to stick your tongue right up there," he told her. "You said you would do it, now do it."

Grasping his buttocks, she let her tongue gently caress along his ass crack. He thrilled to the sensation. "That's beautiful," he exclaimed. "Oh, I really like that. Now you're doing it."

She wasn't holding back a thing. And he was getting hornier for it every moment.

"Yes, yes," he cried eagerly, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it."

Her tongue not only whipped back and forth across the bell boy's bare bottom, but she stiffened her tongue and penetrated right up his ass-hole. He enjoyed the exciting sensation of her tongue sliding right up his rectum.

"Suck my ass," he begged her.

It didn't require much more begging. For he was so excited and aroused at this point he could hardly wait.

"Eat it," he told her anxiously. "Go ahead, suck it."

With passionate longing, she let her tongue entertain the bell boy's bottom. She would alternately thrust her tongue right up his rectum and pull it out and slip it back and forth across his crotch.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "does that ever feel good. Go on. Suck my ass."

She went on jabbing eagerly.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's wild."

In and out Carla's hot tongue rode his rectum. He was more and more aroused.

"Ohhh, I can't stand it," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, this is too much."

She gripped his buttocks and squeezed them.

Letting her tongue glide right up his rectum got her more excited than ever.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to eat my ass out."

With powerful tongue jabs she went on entertaining him.

"I can't stand it," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful."

She enjoyed eating out his ass. For she could see how excited it got him. At the same time she reached for his cock. Proudly she pulled on his long, stiffening penis. For she knew that it wouldn't be much longer until she would have the erotic pleasure of sucking him.

"I'd better tell you," he warned her, "if you want to lick my dick you'd better take your tongue out of my butt."

Obediently she listened to him. She withdrew her tongue from his rectum. She let it ease smoothly right up his ass-hole.

"Oh, wow," he gasped as he felt her licking to the top of his cock.

Capping the crown of his cock with her mouth, she sucked smoothly. The bell boy reached down and gripped her. He held her tightly.

"Suck me," he told her. "Suck me real good." Passionately she let her mouth move up and down his shaft. He enjoyed the sight of her head bobbing up and down. He liked the feel of her warm mouth. He liked the tip of her tongue as she licked back and forth across his cock.

"Eat me," he exclaimed. "Suck me. Get all the juice. Suck it out. That's the way to do it. Suck it out. Now you're doing it. Suck. Suck!"

Passionately she continued sucking. At this point she could feel him starting to cum. The bell boy's hot, white sperm shot down her throat. She gulped hungrily.

"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "I'm cuming. Ohhh, ahhh, eat it. Suck it all out."

She sucked and swallowed his thick, juicy cum load.

When he had finished shooting his wad, she eased off. He still had a huge erection.

"I'm not through," he told her. "Let's have some more fun."

"All right, anything you say."

It was obvious to him that she couldn't get enough.

"You've got such a nice ass," he told her. "And I would like to stick it up your behind."

"All right," she agreed. "You can do that."

She was going to make sure that he did it with more ease than Craig had. Going to the dresser she found her purse. She pulled out a small tube of KY. Returning to him she applied the KY lubrication to his cock. At this point she pulled on his penis. He enjoyed the sensation of her hand caressing his cock when it was so well lubricated that he almost came.

"Now what I want you to do," he told her, "is to get on all fours."

When she had positioned herself, the bell boy did something that surprised her. First he slipped his finger into her pussy. Then using the lubrication from her vagina he stuck his finger right up her anus. It really drove her out of her skull when he was doing her this way. It was all she could do to keep from cuming herself.

"Hurry up and fuck me," she begged anxiously.

Now he gently eased his lubricated shaft between her buttocks. He gripped her ass cheeks and slowly thrust forward. "Fuck it," he exclaimed as he suddenly rammed forward.

She enjoyed doing it dog fashion.

"I like this," he told her. "Fuck, fuck it."

With deep, driving strokes he went on screwing her. She turned to tell him what she thought of him.

"You've really got a super prick," she told him, "and I like it when you slide it into me."

He sustained his fucking movements. The tightness of her ass-hole was the thing that got him stimulated.

"Keep doing it," he told her. "Yes, fuck it."

At this point his balls bounced on her buttocks.

"That's the way I want it," he told her. "Fuck it."

Now he got so excited he could hardly stand it.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I like. You've really got good ass muscles."

"I keep my ass muscles exercised," she told him.

The bell boy knew how. He didn't have to ask her another question. All he wanted at this point was to ram it hard up her ass. She enjoyed being on all fours. He was ramming it to her with savage force. She twisted her ass and he loved that, too. Then she bent all the way over so he could drive it in deeper. Pain stung her ass-hole as he fucked vigorously.

The erotic sensations that were whirling through his body with such intensity had him almost juicing. He enjoyed feeling of her buttocks.

"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck it."

He reached under her. He felt her pussy. Sticking two fingers into her vagina he went on entertaining her clit. She was getting so hot she thought maybe she could cum, too.

"Fuck," he told her, "fuck."

With continuing hard cock stabs he went on screwing her. She knew that it was hurting. But this didn't matter. For she was enjoying his rough, hard jabs up her ass-hole.

"Twist it," he told her. "That's the way, baby. Grind your ass around. Come on, sweetheart, fuck off."

He went on fucking her. He gripped her buttocks when he pulled his fingers out of her pussy. He squeezed them roughly as he lewdly went on assaulting her ass crack. Her ass twisted around and then he shot his wad.

"I'm hotter than a pistol," he told her. "Oh, sweetheart, milk my pecker. Fuck it off."

He was only too happy to please her. He let the juices shoot out of his cock head.

Now that he had been entertained with her ass-muscle grip on his big cock, he looked at her gratefully.

"Thank you," he told her. "That was a real super fuck."

There was no doubt in his mind that she was a professional. But it really didn't matter. The important thing was that he enjoyed her so much.

"I am nuts about you," he told her, "and I'd like to make it again with you. You ought to give me your phone number."

"I'm a married, respectable woman," she told him, "and I don't think it would be appropriate to be screwing with a teenager."

"You're doing it now," he reminded her.

"Oh, but that's different," she insisted.

"What the fuck do you mean?" he asked her curiously.

"You practically came in here and raped me," she laughed.

"Rape, my ass," he told her. "You begged me to screw you. Now don't go hollering rape. I'm sick and tired of these women who beg a guy to fuck and then say they raped them."

At this point Carla noticed his change of attitude. For he got out of there quickly.

When she was alone she counted the money. Then she immediately called her girl friend Donna.

"How did it go, love?" Donna asked her. "I had a good time," she admitted. "I was certain that you would," Donna told her.

Before she could leave the bell boy sent a fellow buddy up.

"Where are you going?" he asked her.

"I was just leaving," she told him nervously.

"No way," he told her. "My buddy tells me you give a super ass suck." "How dare you talk to me that way."

"Don't fool me, you hooker," he told her. "You know, there are laws against this."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, yes, you do," he told her.

At that point he gave her a shove. She was fearful that he might get rough.

"Just take off your clothes," he told her, "and I'm gonna have some fun with you myself. I want to get my ass licked. I've been looking for a girl who-likes to suck ass."

The blonde-headed young teenager had a cruel, mean look about him. And when he pulled off his clothes and insisted she undress, too, she got a real jolt when she saw the size of his cock. His penis angled to the side, but it was huge.

"Come over here and pull on it," he told her.

She went over and noticed a small amount of cum at the tip of his penis.

"You've got me aroused," he told her.

"I'm not gonna do anything with you," she insisted.

"Lie on the floor," he told her emphatically. "Do as I tell you."

She lay on the floor. She was completely naked at this point. And as she lay there before a floor-length mirror, she watched as the naked blonde boy got over her. He lowered his buttocks over her face and ordered her to suck him.

She looked up at his ass crack. She didn't think she could do it once more. But he convinced her otherwise.

"I know you did it for him," he reminded her, "and you can do it for me. Suck me."

She looked at his tight ass-hole. Could she bring herself to do it?

At this point she let her tongue whip back and forth across his bottom.

"I didn't say suck my ass cheeks," he said angrily. "I want you to lick my ass-hole. There's a difference."

She realized that he wasn't going to let her away unless she accommodated his lusty desire. All at once she let her tongue glide up his ass-hole.

"That's what I want," he told her. "Right up my ass crack."

Her tongue swung rhythmically up his ass-hole. He was more and more excited every moment.

"Grab my ass cheeks," he told her, "and massage my butt while you lick out my ass-hole."

Her tongue stiffened and rhythmically rode his rectum. He became more and more aroused. "That's what I want you to do," he told her.

"Suck my ass out. Suck it good."

She was sucking smoothly on his rectum. And he enjoyed it enormously.

"Now lick my balls," he ordered.

He swung his sweaty balls over her face. Opening her mouth she sucked them in. She was developing skill and expertise at this activity.

"Oh, that feels super," he told her. "Lick my nuts."

As he proudly pulled on his cock, he watched her sucking on both balls. When he was ready to explode, he told her to get his load. She let the balls slip from her mouth and then she licked to the head of his penis. Grasping his huge shaft, she carefully let her mouth slide over the head of it.

"Suck me," he told her. "Suck me. That's the way. Yes, suck it."

She could taste him starting to juice. She hated to admit it, but she had developed a great fondness for sperm. Her hands clasped his ass cheeks and squeezed them as she sucked.

"Everybody's got to get their rocks off," the bell boy told her hotly. "Now suck mine. Suck my cock. Suck it."

She released one hand from playing with his ass cheeks to move onto his balls. She slowly let her finger tips caress his testicles. He loved it.

"Massage my family jewels," he told her. "And be rough."

Roughly she let her hands grip and caress his testicles. He enjoyed this erotic arousal. Now he was groaning in delight. Her head was bobbing up and down his shaft.

"Oh, I like this," he told her. "This feels fantastic. Yes. Keep it up."

Now he was ready for cuming. And she was eager to have his juice spurt in her mouth.

"Suck it off," he told her. "Suck, baby."

The hot, white cum shot into her mouth. She gulped hungrily. She enjoyed the taste of it.

"Ohhh," he told her, "keep going down on me."

Another exciting hot load of his cum shot into her mouth. She gulped joyously. His steaming, white cum tasted good to her. And she had to admit that he'd given her a new dimension of sexual excitement. Even the force had added to her pleasure.

Chapter 4

When she dropped by Donna's place to give her the commission for Nick, she had to admit that she was going ape over sex.

"I know how much you want it," she admitted candidly. "I always did think you were oversexed. Now why don't you give me a good time? Have you ever had it with a woman?" Carla shook her head.

"I think that would be sick," she told her. "I don't want to do that. I'm sorry."

"Let's not be silly," Donna said, as she went over to Carla and began caressing her bosoms.

"Stop that, Donna," Carla objected.

"No way," Donna smiled. "You wouldn't want me to tell your husband, would you?"

Once more she was discovering how terrible it was to be trapped. For she recognized that she was going to have to give in.

"Look, dear," she said evenly, "you've got to take care of me."

Donna insisted Carla strip. Even though it embarrassed her enormously she did so.

"This is silly," she told her. "Why should I do this?"

"Just wait," Donna told her. "You are going to like it."

She was surprised when their naked bodies meshed as she lay on her back in bed. For all at once Donna was pressing her dildo tip into her body. And it did feel fantastic.

"This is just one technique, she explained. "Two women can make it this way. This is beautiful, baby. Come on, fuck."

Thrusting forward, they fucked smoothly.

"Now you're doing it," she told her. "Fuck it. Fuck."

Her pussy muscles clutched at the sliding dildo. To her amazement and horror she discovered she loved it.

"Srew me," she begged anxiously. "That's what I enjoy. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Just like that. Oh, I want it. I need it."

The erotic frenzy that she felt had her trembling. With determined cock stabs they went on screwing. Donna pressed her big bosoms against hers. And she had to confess that she enjoyed it. Donna immediately picked up on this. For her nipples became erect.

"Fuck me, lover," she begged her. "Give it to me. Oh, I love this. Come on, baby, fuck it."

The beautiful pleasure was appealing to her at this point.

"That's the way I like it," she told her. "Fuck it. Come on, fuck."

Reaching for Donna's buttocks, Carla supplied great pleasure to her. Carla's finger slipped up Donna's ass-hole. Donna enjoyed being finger fucked while she drove her dildo rapidly into her pussy. Pressing her lips against Carla's lips, Donna soon found herself Frenching with her.

"Baby, you're beautiful," she whispered enticingly. "I love it. Just like that. Now you're doing it. Oh, sweetheart, love me."

The two women were discovering each other.

It was easy to see that Carla could be twisted this way and that.

"I'm gonna climax in a minute," Donna said. "Oh, baby, shoot it to me."

At this point Carla couldn't stand it any longer. The thrusting plastic penis brought her to a juicy, sticky climax. Carla threw her legs over Donna's legs. Donna pumped her pelvis forward and the dildo went in smoothly. Then she came, too. The two women clutched each other as they juiced.

No sooner had Donna pulled the dildo out of Carla's pussy than she covered her mound with her face.

"Eat me," she begged anxiously. "Yes, baby, yes, I love that. Now you're doing me. Suck me. Oh, baby, love me."

The erotic fascination that they found with each other was quite surprising. For Carla discovered that Donna's tongue swung into her pussy better than any of the men who had sucked her snatch.

"Do me, darling," she begged frantically as she threw her legs over Donna's shoulders.

"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered enticingly, "I love it. Just like that. Now you're doing it, darling. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, love me. Love me. The two women clutched and strained at each other. It was an erotic moment for them both.

"Oh, baby," Donna panted as she finished sucking her snatch, "you're delicious."

Donna withdrew her tongue from Carla's pussy. Carla lay there full of guilt.

"I feel awful," she told her. "I really do."

"You don't have to," Donna insisted. "It's perfectly normal if you say so."

"That's a good way of looking at it," Carla assured her, "but I'm not so sure my dear husband Freddy would find your attitude pleasing."

"Forget Freddy," Donna told her. "Has he been good to you?"

"I think he loves me, Donna. I really do. Of course, he's been unfaithful, but most men have."

"You bet your fucking ass they have," Donna agreed. "I divorced my husband Tim. He was terrible. He used to bring other women home and expect me to watch him carry on with them. Can you think of anything more sick?"

"No, that was dreadful," Carla agreed.

"I had to divorce him," she shivered. "I hated to, really. Even though it proved profitable, of course."

"Yes, Tim was well fixed," Carla agreed. "And I suppose you wound up with a good settlement. Then, of course, your current business has kept you in the chips."

"Exactly, love," Donna nodded. "Did you ever think of divorcing Freddy? It might be a better deal for you."

"Don't try to pull me away from Freddy," Carla told her. "I think the world of him. I really do."

"Then you'd better hurry home, honey," Donna quipped sarcastically, "and fix your dear, faithless husband his dinner. I'm sure he will be outraged if he isn't served a gourmet meal every night. I'm so glad I washed my hands of that crap."

At first when Donna spoke this way, Carla thought it was terrible. But when she got home and had to hustle through preparing dinner, she began giving Donna's words a lot more thought. Did faithless Freddy actually appreciate her? She worked plenty. He never did get her a washer and dryer. She had to go to the corner laundromat. More that that, she was expected to wax her own floor and clean the house. Many women on the street had help. She had nothing. After she had been a housekeeper, a cook, she was supposed to suck like a whore in the bedroom. At least, she was good at that.

After dinner, Freddy looked at her.

"I'd rather have fun with you in bed than look at TV tonight," he told her.

"There's my favorite show on tonight," Carla insisted, "and I want to look at it. Mary Hart-man."

"I don't care for the worthless program," he told her, "but I know what I'd like to do to you tonight."

"Don't you ever think of anything besides sex?" Carla demanded.

"Not when your beautiful body is enticing me," he confessed.

Freddy slapped her on the ass. Her ass felt sore from all the afternoon sex. She hoped that Freddy wouldn't try to screw her, too.

"Honey," she told him, "do you mind if I take a rain check?"

Freddy figured that for one reason or another she felt it best not to screw. However, he didn't see why her ass-hole wouldn't be available.

"Maybe it's the perfect night to slip it up your ass," he said, with a delighted smile playing about his eyes.

She let out with a heavy sigh. "You men are miserable," she told him frankly. "You can't get enough sex. It's a good thing that I have common sense and prevent you from overdoing it."

"Overdoing it my ass," he quipped. "You know you want it. Don't be difficult."

"I'm just being realistic," she told him. "You know you shouldn't screw so much. It isn't good for you."

"Look, the national average is three times a week," he told her. N

That made her shudder.

"You mean three times a night, a week, or a month."

"I sure don't fucking mean a year," Freddy laughed. "Baby doll, I said a week. But I'm better than most men, so I could make it four times a week. How does that grab you?"

"My ass-hole is getting sore just thinking about it," she told him. "Ever since you've become uninhibited, you won't let my ass alone." "I know, sweetheart," Freddy apologized, "but I never knew your ass was so tight. So ripe. Now that I've discovered it, I want to make up for lost time."

"And I've got to suffer a sore ass-hole," she complained.

"Baby, I'm gonna use butter," he told her. "I think it's worth the luxury of using butter on my pecker."

"All right, I guess you can stick it up there," she told him.

She went into the bedroom and Freddy immediately took off his clothes. When she slid out of her panties, she observed that he couldn't take his eyes off her ass cheeks.

"What makes my ass so appealing?" she asked.

"I don't know," Freddy confessed. "But I do know this. When I look at you I get this strong urge to touch you and fuck you."

"All right," she agreed, "Let's fuck."

Freddy wasted no time. He could hardly wait to slide his long penis up her hot, tight ass-hole. She got in the middle of the bed as Freddy buttered his cock.

"I think it's a little unlady-like," she commented, "for me to be up here like a fucking dog, on all fours."

"Look," he told her, "I enjoy screwing your pussy. But I need something different. A guy gets bored doing it just one way."

Freddy was mounting her. He clasped her buttocks and gently eased his long, buttery cock between her ass cheeks. With a hard jab forward he was fucking her ass.

"Fuck it," he told her eagerly, "fuck, baby. That's the way I want you to do it. Fuck. Fuck!"

With deep, penetrating cock stabs he continued fucking her. She enjoyed the sensation of his cock slipping up her ass-hole.

"I love it," she confessed, "oh, baby, that's beautiful. Fuck me."

With determined, hard strokes he continued thrusting into her. She was enjoying every erotic moment of it.

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

With rhythmic cock stabs he went on riding it up her ass-hole. She loved it. Every hard jab of his butter-coated cock pleased her. Reaching around, Freddy patted her pussy affectionately.

"Oh, baby," he whispered enticingly, "you're beautiful. You really are. Fuck, baby, fuck."

With determined cock strokes he went on screwing. She was going out of her mind with erotic fascination. He really knew how to give it to her. She enjoyed the way he breathed during sexual intercourse. For his breath would come short and his voice would become husky.

"Feel of my pussy," she begged. "Reach in there, baby, and give it to me good."

His hot hands reached down to her snatch. He inserted two fingers into her vagina. She thrilled to the feel of his fingers gliding into her pussy.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck. Fuck it good." Freddy was giving her all at the pleasure he knew how.

"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "I like it when you do it like that. Oh, baby, that's super. Fuck it. Fuck."

With determined cock stabs he went on ramming it to her. She loved it.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, now you're fucking. Fuck it."

She twisted her hips. His hand patted her pussy.

"Baby, I want you to get down there and taste me when you finish fucking my ass," she told him.

He knew that he had to get his tongue into her twat. He loved being around her crotch. But at this moment he could see the possibilities in her twisting ass. His cock rammed up her rectum all the way. He had his own technique of screwing her.

"Right on," he panted as he pumped it to her. "Now you're fucking. Twist around. That's the way to do it, baby. Fuck. Fuck it."

With determined cock stabs he continued giving it to her. She was so excited she was shaking.

"Oh, finger me, Freddy," she urged him. "That's what I want you to do. Oh, honey, yes. Do me."

Freddy's fingers reached to her. He enjoyed sliding inside of her.

"Baby," he whispered enticingly, "you don't know how super it's been to screw you. You really don't." She was pleased and proud that Freddy enjoyed her so much.

"Fuck," he whispered, "fuck, baby, fuck."

With rough, hard jabs, he went on assaulting her ass-hole. She twisted around.

"More," Freddy begged her. "Now, now."

With hard cock stabs he went on thrusting. All of the sudden she couldn't stand it any longer.

"Oh, baby," she told him, "I can't take it any more. Stop it, stop it."

He had given her the most erotic time she had ever had.

"Yes," he whispered, "I love you, baby. I really do."

Withdrawing his cock from her ass-hole once he had shot off his gun, he let her roll over. Then he got down between her spread legs. His hands slipped under her ass cheeks. He held her in place as his tongue whipped back and forth across her snatch.

"Eat me, Freddy," she begged him anxiously. "That's what I want you to do, darling. Oh, now, now. Oh, sweetheart, lick my pussy. Do

He rammed in with his finger up her ass-hole and went on tonguing her pussy. She enjoyed the dual action of the finger slipping up her ass crack while his tongue gave her more erotic pleasure. He was putting his all into it. Her ass muscles clutched at his finger as he fucked her. And at the same time as he licked and caressed her pussy and nibbled at her clit, she felt herself becoming hotter and hotter.

"Eat my box, baby," she whispered enticingly. "Suck me, Freddy. Oh, baby, you specialize in tongue fucks."

Freddy was specialized in this particular way of making it. And he was determined that he was going to bring her to a sticky, juicy climax.

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, love me."

It was this kind of erotic pleasure that kept her aroused.

"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "you don't know how much fun this is. I really enjoy doing this."

When she had reached down and gripped his head to hold him in place, he tongue fucked her furiously. His finger went on plunging up her rectum and finally she juiced. Freddy wasted no time in sucking her dry.

"Eat my box, baby," she begged enticingly.

"That's what I want you to do, darling. Suck me. Yes, baby, yes. Suck me."

Freddy's hot mouth pressed tightly against her vagina. He sucked hard.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you're doing to me. You're driving me ape."

It didn't take long for Freddy's hot tongue to bring her around again. He knew exactly what he had to do. He licked up and down her love button enticingly. Alternately, he would let his tongue trace along her velvety vagina walls. And then he would bite down hard on her clit. She again juiced.

"I'm cuming in multiples," she panted as she pushed her thighs against his hot cheeks. "Eat it. Sweetheart, suck me. Eat it."

Freddy was only too happy to eat his wife's sticky love juices. When he finally did pull his face away from her crotch and his finger from her ass-hole, he rested his head on her thigh. He caressed her ass cheeks with his hands.

"You're beautiful down here around your crotch," he told her.

"I found you fascinating there, too," she told him. "You know what I need. You've got talent in that trained tongue. I'll bet plenty of your secretaries have experienced some of that lovemaking."

For a moment Freddy didn't respond. Then his old male pride seized him. He looked up at his wife with a wicked gleam in his eyes and nodded.

"I'll confess," he said in a husky tone, "I've eaten a few pussies."

"What about me being unfaithful, Freddy?"

"That would be different," he objected. "You're a woman. I'm a man."

"I have sexual feelings, too," she reminded him.

"Yes, but you don't get horny like a man does."

"You don't think I do?" she smiled at Freddy.

Freddy was fearful for a long moment. "I sure hope not," he told her, "or I couldn't trust you."

Chapter 5

When Carla's new gardener came over one morning, she watched him as he took off his shirt. The sun was beating down on his back and he was pushing the lawn mower with manly force. There was something about him that made her feel it would be pleasurable to get in bed with him. However, she wondered if it would be a difficult challenge.

At last she decided she would venture out and speak with him. "Lloyd," she suggested, "could I get you some coffee or anything?"

"It's so hot," Lloyd told her, "I'd like something cold to drink."

"Well, you come over here in the shade," she suggested, "and I'll get you a Coke."

Lloyd came over to the back patio and sat down in the shade and talked with her.

"Now this is what I call solid comfort," he said as he glanced across at her pool.

"If you would really want to feel good," Carla suggested to him, "you should take a dip in the pool. All you have to do is take off your clothes. It's like taking a shower."

"I don't have any swim suit," he told her.

"You don't need one," she suggested with a sly smile.

"I don't?" Lloyd asked, giving her a startled look.

He could tell from the expression on her face what she was thinking of. It was obvious to him that she felt sexually attracted to him.

"I go swimming nude all the time," she told him. "It's good for you. We're so secluded here, no one can see."

She was worried and nervous. For she recognized that her husband might come home and catch them. Nevertheless, she was torn between her fear of Freddy finding her and her desire to get sexually acquainted with Lloyd.

Lloyd looked at her.

"When does your husband get home?"

Immediately Carla knew she would have to lie.

"You don't need to worry about him. He-likes to swim nude all the time."

Lloyd went into the house and took off his clothes. He went into the pool a few moments later without his clothes on. Then she joined him. As the two of them swam naked across the pool, he felt himself getting harder and hotter. When he finally did pull out at the far end of the pool, she saw his huge cock.

"I guess that swim really relaxed you."

He nodded. Glancing down at his crotch, he looked at her hungrily.

"We'd better go inside," she suggested huskily.

Lloyd nodded. When he got into her bedroom he looked at her invitingly.

"You've got a real comfortable place here." "Yes, it is cozy," she agreed.

"I sure wish you could take care of me."

She looked down between his legs. Going over to him without shame or guilt, she reached for his huge penis. She stroked it gently with one hand as she cupped his balls with the other. He felt himself getting harder and hotter every moment.

"Damn it, but this feels good," he told her. "It really does."

Now he was only too eager to discover what it would be like to have sex with her.

"Stop it," he told her. "You've got to finish what you start."

She pulled him by his penis over to the bed.

"Just stretch out here," she whispered, "and I'll take care of you, Lloyd."

The gardener lay back in the bed. He raised his legs so she could get around his crotch. She slipped a pillow under his buttocks and then she grasped his huge cock and began gently licking and nibbling at his balls. This really got him going.

"Stop it," he told her. "You're driving me ape."

This was exactly what she wanted to do. Drive him out of his skull. She let her tongue slide down to his ass cheeks. Ever so gently she flipped her tongue right to his ass crack. He enjoyed the feeling of her tongue sliding around his behind.

"Let your tongue tickle my ass-hole," he suggested eagerly.

She let her tongue flip back and forth around his ass crack. Finally she stiffened her tongue and penetrated Lloyd's rectum.

"Now you are doing it," he told her. "Eat my ass out."

With powerful tongue stabs she let herself entertain his rectum. She plunged her tongue right up his ass-hole. He enjoyed it.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Suck my butt."

She had developed quite a bit of skill at licking a man's behind. She knew that it was important to penetrate the rectum. But at the same time she felt it vital to withdraw her tongue from the tight anal channel. Then she would flip it back and forth across his bare ass cheeks until he could hardly stand it. After that, she would follow with another tongue fuck up his rectum.

"Oh, I love this," he told her excitedly. "You sure know how to do it. Oh, baby, suck, Suck it."

She reached for his cock. She enjoyed rimming his ass-hole while she would alternately let her hand pull back and forth on his long, hard penis.

"Don't miss a beat, baby," Lloyd told her. "Eat my ass. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, don't break the tempo. Pull on my pecker.

That's it. Oh, honey, I want your tongue up my ass-hole. But I want your mouth over my cock. That's how you do it. Suck. Suck it off."

Without shame or guilt, she let her tongue slide right up his ass crack.

"Oh, wow!" he told her. "That's the way to do it. Suck it. Suck it."

His balls began swelling as the erotic thrills got him more and more aroused. Finally she withdrew her tongue from his rectum and hungrily nibbled and sucked on his balls. He loved that. But he loved it even more when she let her mouth slip over his cock.

"Eat me," he exclaimed anxiously. "Suck my cock off." Clasping his huge penis, she let her mouth smoothly suck on the head of his shaft.

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

The erotic sensations that he discovered at this moment surprised him. For he never knew how super it would be to have a woman slipping her mouth smoothly up and down his cock while her finger played around his rectum. He enjoyed it immensely.

"Oh, honey, keep finger fucking my ass-hole while you suck my cock," he told her.

At this point he knew he was going to cum. For he could tell his cock was quivering and his juices were ready to shoot.

"Hold on," he told her as he reached out, gripped her head and rammed his prick roughly down her throat.

All of the sudden his cock exploded. His hot, white cum tasted good to her. She sucked smoothly.

"Eat it," he begged. "Suck it out. Get every drop of it."

When she had finished gobbling his cum load, she gently pulled off. Now she knew what she wanted. She desired his tongue sliding into her. Rolling over on her back, she told him to go down and cool the fire in her vagina. It didn't take Lloyd long to get his face even with her pussy. He sniffed and sucked on her hot, eager vagina. Tenderly he let his tongue slide into her.

"Oh, baby," she told him excitedly, "you are driving me ape. I want you to do it. That's the way. Eat me."

At this point his hot tongue slid into her. She could hardly stand it. She loved the feel of his hands grasping her breasts. And at the same time his tongue flipped smoothly back and forth across her pussy.

"Eat me," she begged anxiously. "Eat me."

He went on licking her hot, sticky pussy. He enjoyed the delicious taste of her moist mound. And he was determined that he was going to have her ass when he had finished eating her vagina.

She welcomed him to her most intimate areas. For she threw one leg over Lloyd's shoulder and pressed her inner thigh against his cheek. The warmth of her flesh excited and stimulated him.

"You're something special," she whispered. "Oh, honey, you know how to do it. Real slow."

It was true. Lloyd was an experienced pussy eater. He never did rush it. He let his tongue lightly lick and stroke her. At the same time he made it a point not to go wild. For he knew that if he did so she would get too excited. He wanted to slow it down so she could enjoy it.

"Oh, baby," she told him, "you don't know what you're doing to me. Keep it up. Yes, darling, yes."

The erotic sensations that she felt at this point had her in a delightful frame of mind.

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

All at once her juices flowed freely. He held his mouth over her as he sucked her.

"Yes, yes," she cried passionately as Lloyd ate her box.

When he finally withdrew his tongue from her pussy, he looked at her hungrily.

"I want to lick your tits and then I want to fuck your ass," he told her.

He moved up on her body. He reached for her bosoms and crudely gripped them. Then he bent over and sucked on first one nipple and then the other. The loud sucking sounds that he made excited and thrilled her. She enjoyed the way his finger tips teased her nipples. Then she saw his big, hard cock.

"I want to fuck your ass," he told her. She thought surely that he was going to stick it into her pussy. It puzzled her that he wanted it up her rectum.

"Why do you want to do that?"

" 'Cause you've got a beautiful behind," he told her. "I know it's gonna feel tight up your ass-hole."

She wondered where he got the idea. It was interesting to her to see how many men wanted her this way.

She got off the bed and got a jar of Vaseline. Sitting on the edge of the bed when she returned, she uncapped the Vaseline, dipped her finger into it and applied it to Lloyd's slippery, long penis.

"You have had men do this to you before, haven't you?" She nodded.

She got on all fours in front of the mirror.

She bent over so it would be easy for him to slip it to her. Clasping her ass cheeks, Lloyd smoothly let his penis slip up her rectum.

"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"

With a deep, hard cock stab, he let it slip right up her rectum. She enjoyed the feeling of his big cock slipping up her. His hands clasped her buttocks. He squeezed her ass cheeks tightly as he rammed forward.

"It's a lot of fun screwing you," he told her. "You've got a swell ass-hole. It's tight all right."

With deep, hard cock jabs he rammed it into her. She thrilled to the sensation of his long penis slipping into her.

"Twist your butt around," Lloyd suggested. "That's the way. Do it, baby."

She ground her hips around. This ignited him.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Come on, baby, fuck it."

With determined, hard cock stabs he went on screwing her. She was becoming more and more aroused every moment.

"I want it," she whispered. "Oh, baby, fuck me. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck, fuck."

With deep, penetrating cock stabs he continued guiding himself into her. Bending over, he gripped her bosoms. Once more his finger tips pinched her nipples as he fucked in his own distinctive style. She loved it when he reached down and patted her moist mound. But she liked it even more when he would alternate the speed of his cock stabs into her ass-hole. One moment he would drive it in real fast, and then he would pull it out very slowly. This pleased her. For it was obvious that he was not just trying to rush and get his rocks off. He wanted to derive every moment of erotic pleasure that he could.

"Yes, yes," she exclaimed anxiously, "fuck me. Fuck me."

All at once she felt him cuming. He clasped her ass cheeks securely. With a hard, driving jab up her behind, he got his rocks off.

"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, fuck off. Fuck off."

His hot, white sperm erupted in her rectum. She twisted her hips some more, milking his thick, long thick penis.

Lloyd pulled his dripping-with-cum cock out of her ass. He patted her buttocks playfully. She looked at him and began laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"You men," she told him. "You're all alike. You want a woman to do the things she shouldn't do."

"Don't sound like my wife," Lloyd complained. "She's always saying that I'm warped and twisted. She says wanting to stick it up her ass-hole is a perversion."

"Maybe I have an anal perversion," Carla admitted candidly, "because I just love to have a guy poking his pecker up my rectum."

Chapter 6

Freddy was willing to take Carla to a movie that night. She hoped that he would never mention sex for at least a week. He didn't that night, but the next night he did.

"Honey," he told her happily, "I've got an idea. I've got a jack-off ring that I'm gonna put on my hand when I jerk my cock and I want to watch you use this double dildo. I bought it as a birthday gift." "A double dildo as a birthday gift?" Carla shook her head. "How grim."

"I thought it was very thoughtful, something you could use," he insisted. "Don't knock it until you sock it up your pussy and your ass-hole at the same time."

The idea did appeal to her.

"Maybe that would be fun," she confessed. "Yes. All right, let me see it."

Freddy handed her the gift-wrapped package.

"Hmmra," she observed, "I guess you did think of me. It was an interesting thought. Thank you."

She put her arm around him and kissed him.

"Maybe I should make you kiss my cock instead," he told her.

"Now, dear," she told him, "don't feed your ego any more. You've gotten me to stoop to almost any act that your warped mind could think of."

When Carla opened the package and saw the double dildo, she was extremely excited and eager to test it.

"It looks interesting," she confessed. "It really does."

"It is interesting," he told her. "It's easy sliding. It adjusts. So you can move it just a trifle, or more if you like."

Carla understood the reason why. It was so that the dildos would fit smoothly into her pussy and ass-hole at the same time. She looked at the jack-off ring that her husband had purchased for himself.

"Let's try these, dear," she said with a delighted look on her face.

They went to bed early, turning off the TV news.

"You gonna miss Mary Hartman tonight?"

"Oh, that's turning into a soap opera," she complained.

When she'd taken off all of her clothes, she got in the middle of the bed. She picked up her birthday gift and adjusted the double dildo so it would slip into her pussy and ass-hole at the same time. She could only do this by propping her buttocks up on pillows. Her husband Freddy was most helpful.

"Now, honey," he told her, "while you are fucking yourself, I want to jack off."

"Are you sure this isn't sick?"

"I would ask Dr. Freud," he assured her, "but he's gone to the great beyond to get his reward."

"I'm not so sure they're gonna reward him in the great beyond," she laughed, "because he was always saying men were thinking of their moms when they were fucking. I guess he's the one who came up with that word, mother fucker, only in scientific terms."

Freddy laughed as he reached for his long, hard cock and applied the jack-off ring to his forefinger. As he pulled on his penis, the jack ring excited him. It was touching the sensitive glans portion of his cock.

"You see, baby," he whispered to her, "this is really a lot of fun. Watch me while I do it."

He pulled on his rigid penis with firm force.

"Fuck it," Freddy panted as he pumped on his penis.

Not to be outdone, Carla thought she should say a few things as she let the dildos slip into her ass-hole and her pussy.

"Sock it to me," she panted as she thrust. "Oh, yes, right up my ass. Give it to me in my snatch. Oh, baby, I've got a tight twat and a tremendous ass-hole. Fuck, fuck."

Reaching to the night stand radio, Freddy turned on some rock music to accompany their jack-off activity. It did add to their pleasure.

"Time it to the music," Freddy suggested. "That will make it a lot more fun."

Pulling on his penis as fast as he could, he kept the jack ring gliding against his penis head. And at the same time he did his very best to get his attention focused on his wife's dildo thrusts. For this was what really thrilled him. He enjoyed seeing her turn from side to side as the pleasures overcame her.

"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me. Up my ass. That's the way I like it."

For a moment Freddy thought she was flipping out. He was almost sorry he had given her such an erotic birthday gift. He wasn't certain that she knew how to handle it. Nevertheless, he did his best not to complain. For after all, he was the one who got her going on this sex trip.

She was pulling rhythmically on the dildos. And she would shove her ass up to meet the jabs. "Now you're doing it," Carla exclaimed as she fucked her imaginary lover while the dildo entertained her hot, twisting pussy as well as her eager ass-hole.

Her husband observed her. He was smiling as he watched her.

"Hey," he told her, "you know what you're doing, don't you, darling?"

Indeed she did know. And she also knew he was getting a big charge out of his sexual activity. For she could see his balls swelling and his penis about ready to explode.

"It's a shame, honey," she told him, "to let all that pecker juice go to waste."

"It won't go to waste," he told her. "When I shoot my sperm I'll aim for your tits. I'll lick my cum off your tits."

"Oh, that sounds like fun," she told him.

All at once her husband's cock exploded. Sure enough, it landed on her breasts.

"Good aim, love," she complimented Freddy.

At that point Freddy released his grip on his cock. He bent over and he licked his own cum juice off her breasts. This did arouse her. Now Carla was plunging the dildos into her pussy and ass-hole with new-found delight.

"Fuck it," she yelled out in sexual ecstasy. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Don't ever stop screwing me. I want it. I need it."

Indeed she was aroused and stimulated. The erotic fascination that she found at this point had her shaking.

"Oh, baby," she gasped in erotic delight, "it feels fantastic. Yes, baby, yes, that's the way I love it."

The beautiful pleasure that she found as her dildos went on working in her ass-hole and her pussy pleased her. But once Freddy had licked and sucked his cum off her breasts, she wanted to be fucked by him in the worst way.

"Honey," she smiled, "I'd rather have you screw me. Why don't you do this. Move the dildos out of me. Stick your cock up my ass. And use one dildo for my pussy. That'll be a better double fuck."

Freddy still had a hard-on just watching her. He nodded and agreed. Pulling the dildos out of her he mounted her. He applied some Vaseline to his cock and eased it up her hot, tight ass-hole. Using one dildo he effectively fucked her pussy at the same time. He watched as his wife moved from side to side on the pillows.

"Yes, Freddy, yes," Carla pleaded passionately, "screw me. Love me. Fuck me."

She reached out and patted his ass cheeks as he fucked her with wild abandon.

"All the way up there," she told him. "I want to feel it. Yes, Freddy, yes."

Freddy began realizing that Carla might have an anal perversion. For it seemed as if she was getting more turned on, more excited, more stimulated with his penis sliding up her ass-hole than when he had fucked her pussy. It was a strange but delightful fact he was discovering. His rigid, hard cock plunged into her ass with rhythmic arousal.

"Screw me," he begged. "That's the way to do it. Fuck me. Now you're doing it. Fuck it."

She was so excited now she could hardly stand it.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Fuck. Fuck it."

With determined, hard cock stabs he continued screwing her. She was more and more aroused every moment.

"Do me," he begged her feverishly. "I want it, darling. You know I do. Fuck me. Fuck me."

Passionately his penis went on plunging into her. She loved it. Every erotic moment was getting her more aroused.

"Ohhh, baby, I love it in my pussy, I love it in my ass. Screw me. Now you're fucking. That's the way I like it. Come on, easy slider, fuck me. Fuck me."

With determined cock stabs he continued screwing her. This was just the way she wanted it. Hard and fast.

"Come on, fucker," she begged him anxiously. "Let me feel that big hard cock of yours. Every inch of it. Get it in there, Freddy. Farther. Farther, Freddy."

Freddy rammed his thick, long prick right up her rectum as far as it would go.

"I need it," she told him. "Yes, baby, yes. That's how you do it. Play with me."

She loved the erotic sensation of his cock sliding into her ass-hole while the dildo smoothly surged into her pussy. She felt her pussy juices ready to gush forth.

"I can't stand it," she told him. "Oh, baby, I'm there."

He was eagerly excited now. All at once his cock exploded in her ass. Now they were cuming together.

"Fuck," she begged. "Fuck me."

It pleased Freddy to think that they had made it together. Certainly it was a unique way of making it. The dildo continued entertaining her juicing pussy while his cock continued riding and sliding up her hot, tight rectum.

When he had finished giving her a good balling, he withdrew. He got a special hug and a kiss for bringing her such a thoughtful birthday remembrance. The next day she felt guilty. She thought she should go to a consulting psychologist. Perhaps he could help her. She had heard of one who listened to difficult sexual problems. She made an appointment with him and that afternoon she visited him.

"Mr. Carter," she began anxiously, "I have the most dreadful problem."

"What is it, my dear?" he asked her.

"It all began when I told my husband Freddy that I was tired of the monotonous way he was screwing."

When Carla had thought of what had happened since that eventful night, she couldn't continue.

"Go on," Mr. Carter insisted.

"It isn't easy," she told him.

"No, I don't suppose it is," he admitted, "but it is important that you continue. While it is fresh in your mind."

"All right," she said bravely, "I will go on. Freddy asked me to go down on him."

Mr. Carter didn't say anything.

"You know what that means?" she asked earnestly.

"You mean you sucked off his cock," he said. "In crude terms, that is."

"Yes," she nodded, "and then he ate my pussy, in crude terms,-likewise."

"Continue," Mr. Carter nodded. "I want to know everything. Then I can help you."

"Well," Carla went on, "the next thing I knew Freddy was asking for something dreadful."

"Go on, tell me everything," he insisted.

"All right, if I must," she said quietly, "but it is embarrassing. Freddy wanted to fuck my ass-hole, in crude terms."

"Did he enjoy it?"

"Apparently so," Carla told him quite frankly, "because he's been wanting to stick his pecker up my ass-hole ever since."

"Did you enjoy it?" the psychologist continued his questioning.

"I'm sorry to say I did," she confessed.

"Don't be sorry," he told her. "If you enjoyed it and Freddy enjoyed it, why are you bothered?"

"I'll tell you why," she said grimly. "I can't get enough sex now. I want to give blow jobs. I like to get my ass fucked. Really, I know I'm sick. What should I do?"

Mr. Carter got to his feet. He walked to the edge of his desk and sat down and slowly started unzipping his fly.

"I want to see how bad your compulsions are," he explained. "For example, if I should pull out my cock would the sight of it make you want to suck it off?"

"That depends," she said as she watched him reach in and pull out his penis.

"On what?" Mr. Carter questioned her further as he stroked himself.

"On how long it is," she told him, "and how thick it is. I don't want a small, limp cock. That's no fun."

"A perfectly normal desire," he told her. "Now, would you care to blow me?"

"Yes, I would enjoy doing that," she told him, "and perhaps you could give me some pointers. You might tell me where I'm doing it right and where I'm doing it wrong."

"I would be happy to," Mr. Carter said officiously. "Now just pull your chair up and you can start sucking."

When she pulled her chair up he immediately noticed she wasn't doing the right thing. For she instantly slid her mouth over the head of his cock.

"Wrong," he told her. "You're doing it all wrong."

Nervously, Carla pulled her mouth off his penis.

"Oh, Mr. Carter," she shook her head sadly, "I tried my best."

"You need more control," he told her. "You've got to lick it and tease the tip of it. Don't rush it."

"I guess I got carried away with your pecker," she said. "It is such a long, thick cock. Forgive me." "All is forgiven," he assured her, "but the next thing you should do is lick it. Just let your pink tongue slide over the head of it. It'll taste good."

Carla knew what he was talking about. For there was a drop of crystal cum at the crown of his penis.

She let her tongue gingerly slip over the head of his shaft.

"Now suck me," he told her. "Suck it slow. Pull it in like quicksand. Suck real slow and easy."

She let her mouth move slowly back and forth over the head of his shaft. He became more and more aroused.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Suck it slow and even. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Yes. Suck. Suck me, Carla baby, suck me.

Mr. Carter gripped Carla's throat. And he gave her some more wise counselling.

"Every man is proud of his balls," he told her, "and it is important that you pull out the family jewels and play with them."

She reached in and fumbled around and pulled out Mr. Carter's testicles.

"Now massage the balls while you suck the cock," he told her, "and lick the sensitive glans portion of the penis with the tip of your tongue. That's it. I'll teach you to be a good cock sucker yet."

Mr. Carter continued putting a professional touch to his advice.

"If you really want to make a man enjoy it," he told her emphatically, "it is vital that you let him slide it down your throat. Most men know when to pull back so the sperm will unload in the woman's mouth. Because some women are crazy about sperm. They're sperm lovers. They want to taste it and swallow it.

Now, sweetheart, it is very important that you do it right for me. Because if you do, you will please your husband. I'm only trying to help him out. Now suck my cock good."

Carla was momentarily confused. For she wasn't certain that Freddy would appreciate her sucking Mr. Carter's cock, considering what it was costing her per hour. Nevertheless, she wanted to do her best to please and she performed expertly.

"Oh, sweetheart," he told her as he pumped his cock down her throat, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck. Come on, baby, suck. You're doing it real smooth. Yes. That's the way to do it. Come on, baby, suck. Suck it smooth."

In and out his rigid cock rode down her throat.

"Yes," he exclaimed, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, suck it. Suck, baby suck."

He was so excited now he could hardly stand it.

"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "that's the way I like it. Suck. Oh, baby, let me pull it out of your throat and you get it in your mouth. You're gonna get a mouthful. You're gonna love it."

Gripping her head tightly with both hands he fucked vigorously.

"Play with the balls," he told her. "That's it, baby. Oh, you're beautiful. Suck it. Suck it. Oh, baby, finger my nuts. Oh, slip your finger up my ass-hole. That's it, Carla baby. Come on, Carla, cock sucker. Suck. Now you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes!"

Passionately he went on caressing her head. And then his hot cock exploded. She tasted the sweet sperm in her mouth.

"Don't swallow it at first," he told her. "Roll it around the tip of your tongue. Taste it. Enjoy it. That's the way. Oh, baby, suck it. It's sweet. Oh, that's a sweet cock you're eating. Oh, yes. Now, baby, you can swallow it. Yes, gobble me."

Carla swallowed Mr. Carter's cum load. When she opened her eyes as she slid off his saliva-slickened cock she looked up at him.

"Did I come here to blow you or get some advice?"

"I've helped you all I know how," he told her. "I am a firm believer in fellatio."

"What's fellatio?"

"Cock sucking," he told her, "in crude terms. I feel that a woman who knows how to play with a man's balls and suck his cock can keep him real happy."

"But Freddy is an ass fucker," she told him frankly, "and that's what I was worried about. I like to have men stick it to me from behind."

"I wish you'd told me before I slammed it down your throat," Mr. Carter complained. "I'm always trying to get my wife Mabel to let me slip it up her ass-hole, but she won't. Very disgusting and disturbing to me."

Mr. Carter paced the floor, his cock limp.

"I won't be able to get the damn thing up for another day," he told her, "and I know you'd be a good ass fuck."

"Sorry," Carla said pulling out her Kleenex and shedding a few tears.

"Don't cry over it," he told her. "You did your best. That was a super cock suck. You see, I have to train these different women how to entertain their husbands. Naturally, they never reveal to their husbands what they do. That would be wrong."

"Yes, they wouldn't understand," she said as a tremor overtook her voice.

"Now, my dear," Mr. Carter told her, "that will be fifty dollars. I normally charge seventy-five. But because of the excellent services that you performed, I would feel guilty if I charged you the full price."

"Thank you so much," she told him gratefully. "It's really sweet of you to think of me."

"I try to be thoughtful," he told her.

"That is obvious," Carla told him. "And I must tell you that's worth every penny to me."

"It would have been worth a lot more to me if I'd stuck it up your ass," he chuckled. "Maybe you can come back next week and I can teach you about ass fucking. It takes a lot of talent to give a man a good ass screw."

Chapter 7

It was becoming more and more evident to Carla that she needed men to satisfy her lusts. She thought she ought to go back to Donna and ask her advice.

When she got to Donna's place, she discovered she was entertaining. "You should have called me," Donna told her. "You know I've been terribly busy lately."

"Apparently you have," she quipped.

Just that moment a man poked his head out of the bedroom door.

"Ladies," he smiled, "what's all this fighting around here? Maybe somebody wants me to get into the act with both of you."

"Stop it," Donna protested. "You have no right to come out here."

But the man would not be stopped. Len's eyes focused on Carla's beautiful body.

"Hey, I'll pay you, too," he agreed. "How would you like me to stick my tongue in your pussy?"

"You're very bold," Carla told him flatly. "I am eager to get acquainted with you," he told her.

At this point he went over to her and gently caressed her breasts.

"There, there, baby," he said soothingly, "just take off your clothes. A little love and exploration will make me very happy."

At this point Donna relented.

"As long as you don't cut me out of anything, Len," she agreed, "it's all right with me."

Donna dismissed herself. "I guess I'll go read Mr. Goodbar," she told them. "I've found that a fascinating book and

I'd like to finish it. When you two have had enough of each other, let me know."

"Will do," Len laughed.

When he had Carla alone in the bedroom, he immediately told her to strip.

"I want to appreciate you all over," he told her. "I'll bet you've got a beautiful box. Is it shaved?"

Carla was amazed at his boldness.

"If there's anything I like," he told her, "it's a shaved box. Do you mind it if I shave it if it isn't?"

For a moment Carla was nervous. She pulled away from him.

"You're not some kind of a sex maniac, are you?"

"Of course I'm not," he assured her. "Baby, let's not have any more of this small talk. I want to get down there and lick your shaved, pure pussy."

When she pulled off her panties and revealed that her triangle was fur trimmed, Len instantly went to Donna.

"Donna, baby," he told her, "where do you keep your pussy shaver?"

"Would you quit bothering me," Donna complained. "Here I am in the middle of Mr. Good-bar and you're talking about shaving her pussy. It's unnatural."

Finally Donna went to the bathroom and got the shaver. Carla wasn't so certain that she'd enjoy it. For as Donna left she raised an arched eyebrow and gave her a cryptic comment, "Have fun."

She wasn't going to enjoy this she knew. Nevertheless, she watched as he shaved her pussy.

"Ahhh," he exclaimed when he'd finished, "what a gorgeous snatch you've got. I can hardly wait to lick it. Oh, honey, you're gonna be so much fun."

Len got on the bed with her. She raised her ass cheeks up in the air and his tongue quickly pivoted around her ass-hole.

"Oh that feels so good," she told him as she felt his tongue invading her warm, tight anal channel.

"Suck my butt, baby," she begged. "I love it."

Len's hot tongue plunged up her tight ass-hole. Next, he fingered her pussy. She enjoyed the feel of his finger manipulating her clit.

"Now you're doing it," she panted as his finger worked at her pussy and his tongue found pleasure sliding up her ass-hole.

Before she knew what was happening, his hands were gripping her bosoms. And he was focusing his tongue action on her behind. Finally he pulled his tongue out of her ass.

"Baby, your ass needs fucking," he told her, "and I know just how to do it."

"I'll bet you do, tiger," she nodded.

At that point he applied some KY that was conveniently close-by to his cock. Then when it was glistening, he looked at her, his eyes lust crazed and urgent.

"Honey," he told her, "all I want you to do is throw your legs up on my thighs. I'd like to finger your pussy while I fuck your ass. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

"I'm not so certain," she sighed heavily.

At this point she raised her buttocks so they were resting on Len's thighs. Then he gently forced his penis into her ass crack. She was grateful that it was slippery. Now he was fingering her pussy and fucking her ass-hole at the same time.

When his long, hard cock came to her tight, anal ring she wondered if he would make it inside. But she didn't have long to wonder. For with a savage, hard jab, Len plunged his long, hard cock right up her ass-hole.

"Fuck it, baby," he panted as he pumped it to her. "That's what I like. Now you're fucking. Oh, honey, you're beautiful."

With deep, hard strokes he went on assaulting her ass-hole. She didn't know if she could take it.

"That's the way to do it, darling," he told her. "Twist your tail. Baby, can you feel my balls?"

She nodded as he went on plunging.

"I can't stand it," she cried out passionately. "Oh, stop it. You're hurting me." "I don't feel a thing," he told her. "As a matter-of-fact, I'm enjoying it. I'm enjoying it a lot."

He continued ramming it into her. She was so aroused at this point she was shaking.

"Ohhh, I can't stand it," she told him. "Oh, baby, it's too much. Fuck it. Fuck it off."

In and out his hot cock rode her ass-hole. She pumped her pelvis back to meet his driving cock stabs. She didn't know how much more she could take of this. It was hurting like the devil.

"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, fuck it off."

All at once his hot cock exploded. She twisted in sexual ecstasy. She kept her tail twisting. At the same time he played with her pussy. He liked seeing the excited expression on her face.

"Enjoying this, darling?" he asked her anxiously. "I know I sure as hell am."

It was true, he was enjoying it. And so was she.

"Love me," she cried out. "Oh, baby, do me."

Len's penis plunged up her ass. Then she felt him cuming.

"Carla, honey," he told her, "I'm shooting my wad. Milk my pecker. Milk it."

His hot juices flowed from the tip of his penis.

"Ohhh," he groaned as he felt his cock exploding, "does that ever feel fantastic. Yes, baby, yes. You know what I need. You know real damned well what I need."

When he had finished giving her a wild ass fuck, he pulled out. And he bent over and traced his tongue along her slit. Just then Donna came in.

"Go back to your Mr. Goodbar," Carla quipped.

Donna thought she was being deliberately shut out of the activity. She slammed the door and left them alone.

Len's hot hands gripped Carla's ass cheeks. He squeezed them as he lovingly let his tongue slip back and forth.

"Oh, baby," he groaned passionately, "you don't know what you do to me. Love me. Yes, baby, yes. That's what I want you to do with me. Play with me."

There was no doubt in her mind that he knew how he wanted it. For he was tonguing her magnificently. He flipped his tongue up and down her clit. He explored and probed with his tongue. Next, he licked her velvety vagina walls. All of the sudden she was gushing. His lips pressed tightly in a suction-cup effect as he gobbled her.

"Oh, I can't stand it," Carla cried passionately. "Lick me. Yes, baby. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Keep it up. Don't stop, honey. Love me."

Passionately his hot tongue lashed at her. She enjoyed every erotic moment of it.

"Ohhh," Carla groaned in delight, "baby, you really know how to stimulate me."

He went on sucking on her pussy until she juiced. He ate her box.

When he'd finished fucking her ass-hole and eating her snatch, he called in Donna.

"Donna, come here," he begged her.

Donna was reluctant. When she finally made her appearance, she stood in the doorway stark naked and asked him what he wanted.

"You know what I want. I want to see you fuck Carla."

"Oh, I guess I could," Donna agreed as she looked lustfully at Carla.

All the while Donna strapped on her dildo she was complaining.

"I think she looked much prettier with her pussy hair."

"Damn it, you know how I feel about that," Len complained. "I always enjoy seeing a woman's shaved box. Now don't try to annoy me."

"I'm not trying to deliberately annoy you," Donna protested, "but I think pussy hair is pretty. You ought to give her a twenty for shaving it off. It tickles when it grows out again."

All at once Carla became worried and anxious.

"What will my husband say?" she asked earnestly.

"Tell him I shaved it off," Len laughed.

"You may think that's funny," she quipped quickly, "but my husband may not."

"These husbands can be so difficult," he told her sincerely.

She realized that he was a very demented man. For he was sitting there with his hand on his cock and pumping away as Donna straddled her and guided the dildo.

"Now push your pussy up to meet my dildo," Donna demanded.

Carla shoved forward. The dildo slid in. At this point Donna's big bosoms brushed over Carla's breasts.

"Oh, that feels so good," Donna told her.

"I just love the feel of your titties. Especially when the nipples are erect."

At this point the two girls were lustily kissing and fucking.

"Fuck me," Donna begged. "Fuck me. I want to feel it. That's the way. Oh, baby, now you're screwing. Fuck me."

Passionately they continued making love to each other.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck. Fuck."

Their lusty desires were building to a focal point.

"I want it," Donna demanded. "Fuck."

Len well knew what he was doing. For he had learned long ago how fascinated Donna was at using a dildo. And if there was anything he liked, it was watching. When his cock reached a certain point of firmness, he applied some KY. Looking out of the corner of her eye, Donna spied him. "What are you gonna do, Len?"

"What do you think?" Len asked as he mounted her from behind.

Gripping her ripe, ready ass cheeks, he eased his slippery cock between them.

"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her, "and fuck you real good."

Plunging his rock-hard cock into her ass-hole, he watched her wiggling. She became more and more aroused.

"Ohhh, baby," she panted as he went on ramming it into her, "does that ever feel fantastic. Now you're screwing. That's the way I like it. Fuck, baby, fuck."

With determined cock strokes he continued thrusting. The two women were finding just how pleasurable and exciting their intercourse act could be.

"Oh, yes," he cried anxiously, "now you're fucking. I want it. Oh, baby, fuck."

She enjoyed the way Len threw his cock into her ass. He spared nothing. Glancing in the mirror, she could see Len pulling his long, slippery penis out of her ass-hole and ramming it back in. She enjoyed the sight of his hairy, swelling balls bouncing against her bare curvaceous ass.

Now she was getting her kicks. For her mouth was pressed on Donna's mouth. Donna opened her mouth as Carla let her tongue slip inside.

"Why don't you suck on Donna's tongue?" Len smiled as he watched the two women kissing and fucking.

"That's it," he told her. "French her tongue."

Carla understood what Len meant. She was picking up the sexual language easily. She sucked on Donna's tongue. It was true, it felt good. That coupled with brushing her bosoms back and forth across Donna's bosoms and feeling the dildo slipping rhythmically into her pussy provided all of the sexual pleasure she could stand. She made it a point to glance out of the corner of her eye just to watch Len's long, shiny penis plunge into her twisting ass-hole.

Now Len was coming closer to his climax.

"Fuck it off," he panted as he pushed it in. "Fuck, baby, fuck."

With determined cock stabs he brought his cock to climax. She loved the delicious sensation of his long, shiny penis ramming in her ass-hole.

"Don't ever stop fucking me," she begged.

She shoved her ass back and twisted for him. All of the sudden his hard cock exploded.

"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, milk my pecker. That's what I want you to do. Get all the juice out of it."

His hot cock shot its wad. She twisted around. Her ass muscles seized Len's cock. She twisted her butt around.

"Yes, yes," Len cried eagerly as he went on ramming his long, slippery penis up her hot ass.

When he'd finished fucking her ass-hole he slowly eased off. Now the two women were closing in on a juicy splashdown.

"One more time," Donna panted as she pumped it into Carla's pussy.

Carla shoved up to her. Then Donna got her love juices flowing. The two women kissed as their pussies merged and they juiced on target.

Len applauded as he walked back and forth, watching them.

When Donna pulled her dildo out of Carla, she laughingly told her that she wanted to finish reading her book.

"You don't have much feeling when you fuck, do you?" Len asked Donna curiously.

"Sure I have a lot of feeling when I fuck," she told him. "How do you think I stay in this competitive business? I keep my pussy muscles trained. And I mean trained."

She laughed as she reached up to slap his bare ass.

"I ought to make you lick it."

Donna shook her head.

"Hey, do you want to fuck my ass?" Len suggested.

"Right now?" she asked as she looked at the dildo dripping with cum juice.

"I can't think of a better time," he nodded.

Len walked over to the sliding glass-mirrored doors. He knelt before them and bent way over.

She gripped his firm round ass cheeks. Slowly she slipped the pussy-cum-coated dildo right up his rectum. He loved the sensation.

"Keep shoving it," he told her. "That dildo up my ass-hole feels good."

Looking at Carla he suggested that she get underneath him.

"You can blow me while she fucks me," he suggested.

Carla thought it might be fun to perform with the threesome. She went over to him and crawled under his legs. She reached up to grip his huge, long cock. She pulled his thick prick to her mouth. She began licking him.

"Oh, yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on, baby, suck it. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Oh, baby, suck it."

With hard, deep thrusts he rammed it into her. She enjoyed the delicious sensation. Now the three of them were going at it. She was sucking his long, hard penis and it tasted good to her. At the same time she could see what was happening in the mirror. It was exciting to see her girl friend thrusting the big, slippery dildo right up his hot ass-hole. He wiggled his butt as the dildo massaged his prostate gland.

"Suck me," he insisted. "Suck my cock good. That's the way. Suck me, suck me."

Passionately he went on fucking. It was interesting to see him thrusting his cock down one woman's throat while another woman shoved a dildo up his ass.

"This is really screwing," he told Carla. "Oh, baby, I love getting a blow job and getting my ass fucked. They say a prostate gland massage is good for the old balls. Keeps them shooting."

It wasn't going to be much longer before his balls exploded. Carla could tell this. They were swelling now as he fucked her face. She enjoyed the aroma of his crotch. She liked the feel of his slippery, long penis gliding down her throat. He was doing it gently.

"Oh, you cock eater," he exclaimed, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Keep it up. Yes, yes, that's it, honey. Faster. More, baby, more."

When she had finished sucking and swallowing his cum load, she looked at him adoringly.

"You really know how to do it," he told her. A moment later Carla pulled off his cock. Then Donna pulled the dildo out of his ass-hole. The three of them laughed and joked. Donna went to get drinks. After Len had gone and she was left alone with Carla, she revealed a few things that were troubling her.

"I'm getting hooked on sex," she confessed. "It's like a drug. I can't get enough of it. I want to suck and fuck every man I can find."

"And every woman, too?" Donna asked, spreading her legs and patting her pussy.

It was an open invitation to suck her crotch. Carla wasted no time. She slid her hands under Donna's ass cheeks. She let her tongue slip along her slit.

"Now you're doing it, darling," she told her. "Just like that. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Suck me. That's the way I like it. Suck me."

Passionately the two women went at it.

"Yes, baby, yes," she panted as she pushed forward.

Carla was eating Donna's box. And how Donna loved it.

"Slide your finger up my ass-hole," Donna insisted.

Carla went on tonguing her and soon she eased a finger right up her lover's rectum. Donna wiggled on the finger..

"Oh, finger fuck my ass-hole, eat my pussy. Do it at the same time, darling. Get the rhythm. Oh, baby, this is beautiful. I love it. Just like I like it."

The two women were going out of their minds with the erotic delight that they were experiencing. Donna juiced some more.

"I can cum in multiples when I have a woman lick me like you do, darling," she told her flatly.

Reaching down, Donna's hand gripped her tightly. She held her in place.

"Keep licking, baby," she told her. "The well won't go dry as long as your tongue continues sliding around inside of me."

Carla went on licking her anxiously, eagerly. She was enjoying every delicious drop of her pussy juice.

When she had finished sucking her snatch, she withdrew her tongue and looked at her adoringly. Now Carla had the desire to strap on the dildo. She wanted to discover for herself what it would feel like to be the dominant partner in the sexual performance.

"Would you mind very much, Donna," she asked meekly, "if I slipped into that dildo and screwed your ass?"

"Sure, baby, sure," she agreed.

She got off the bed and went over to the dildo and fondled it as if it were an actual penis.

"Honey, it's not the real thing," Donna reminded her.

Carla laughed as she strapped it on.

"But it looks so authentic," she said happily, "and it always stays hard. It's the original repeater peter."

Once she'd strapped it on, her girl friend suggested that if she wanted to she could put on a small rubber bladder bag. "What on earth for?"

"You see, dear," she told her, "this is a special model. It has tubes. It fits snugly right into the side of the penis. And when you press this button it'll squirt. How about that?"

"You're kidding," Carla giggled.

"No, I'm not," she told her. "Let's go into the kitchen. I'll break some eggs and show you."

When they got into the kitchen, Donna took out a large bowl. Opening the refrigerator door she pulled out an egg container. Then she separated the egg yolks from the whites.

"You see, dear," she told her, "this sticky egg white is a perfect substitute for cum. I'll show you."

Filling up the bladder bag, she then told her to go back into the bedroom. Carla couldn't help laugh at herself as she walked across the living room. She could see her reflection in the mirror. There she was, with the big plastic cock pointing out.

As Carla plunged the plastic penis into Donna's pussy, she watched in the mirror. It did seem strange to have the tubes extending from the bladder bag to the plastic cock. Nevertheless, if it worked it certainly was a good imitation.

"Fuck me, tiger," Donna begged.

She spared nothing. She drove the dildo into her pussy with hot, eager movements.

"That's the way to do it, darling," she told her. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. I love it when you do that. Just like that."

The two women clasped and embraced. Their bosoms brushed against each other. Donna's hands reached for Carla's buttocks. She squeezed her ass cheeks as she felt the big, slippery dildo jabbing rhythmically into her hot pussy.

"Sure feels good," Donna exclaimed. "Like the real thing. Oh, baby, that's what I want you to do. Fuck me. Fuck me good."

All of the sudden Donna wanted the hot sperm to shoot into her. She told her girl friend what to do.

"Press the button," she exclaimed. "Shoot it in there, honey. I want to feel it. Bathe me with it."

Quickly the button was pressed. And the bladder bag emptied its contents into the long, hard dildo. Out of the tip of the dildo Donna got what she wanted.

"Yes, yes," she exclaimed excitedly, "that's what I want. Now you're doing it. Yes, baby, yes. I need it. Fuck it. Fuck it."

Carla got a big charge out of watching the dildo exploding in Donna's pussy.

"Oh, it's beautiful," Donna panted as she pushed up to get some more. "Shove it, honey, and let me feel it."

The two women were obviously enjoying themselves enormously.

After the two women had parted and Carla had gone home, she discovered that her husband was already there.

"Where the fuck have you been?" he demanded angrily.

He was looking at his watch.

"I'm tired of being neglected," he told her.

"Hold on, honey," she told him. "If you carry on any more, I'm gonna have a trial separation."

"As far as I'm concerned," he told her tightly, "that might be the best thing."

It really bugged her that he acted this way. He picked up his clothes and left her. Now that she was alone, she had a lot of time to think. And it bothered her. She couldn't stand it. She thought it would be best to go out to a bar.

Chapter 8

There was a small neighborhood bar that Carla had always been curious about. She went there and enjoyed herself. She liked the sign in front of the place, "The Jay Hawk." She liked the lights that flashed off and on. And she was determined she would meet someone there who could satisfy her carnal needs.

She went in and sat down beside a dark-skinned Latin. It didn't take him long to get acquainted with her. "Could I buy you a drink, young lady?" he asked with a certain air of gallantry.

"That would be nice," she nodded. "I am a bit thirsty."

The bartender came over. He eyed her and knew about what she was doing.

"What'll you have, lady?"

"Let me think a minute," she told him. "How about a brandy Alexander?"

"Sure, lady," the bartender said.

After she had her drink, she noticed the Latin man pushed his leg against her. Then he pushed his thigh against her thigh.

"I haven't seen you here before," he told her.

"No," she said quietly, not wanting to tell him much more.

"How would you like to come up to my place?" he asked her. "We could drink there."

"I'm afraid I couldn't do that," she told him nervously.

"Why not?" the Latin man asked her. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Manuel."

"Manuel," she smiled at him, "what a pleasant name. I'm Carla."

"Carla," he told her, "from the minute you stepped in here I knew you were not the usual trollop who frequents this place."

"Is this a bad place?" Carla asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's not the best," he confessed, "but, baby, we make the most of it. Right?" She looked about the place suspiciously.

"Maybe I shouldn't be here," she agreed.

They left together. Manuel was eager to have Carla follow him in her car.

"I'll drive my car behind you," she told him.

"All right, baby, but don't get lost."

When they got to his place, he was not a bit bashful.

"Take off your clothes," he told her, "and let's fuck, baby."

"Aren't you rather bold?"

"That's what you came here for," he told her, "and I know how to give you a good time. I have a very agile tongue."

She laughed as she saw him wiggling his tongue.

"All right," she agreed, "but I'm not used to this sort of thing."

"I believe," he laughed.

Carla undressed slowly. She noticed how quickly Manuel took off his clothes.

"Hurry up," he said anxiously. "I'm hotter than a bull's ass-hole."

Now he was prepared to give her a wild time of it. He stroked himself and she looked at his enormous penis. Going over to him she caressed it lovingly.

"I'd like to suck on that cock of yours," Carla confessed.

"On your knees," he told her. "Worship my pecker."

Carla was naked now. Dropping to her knees, she pulled Manuel's proud penis to her lips. She let her tongue slip back and forth against it. He loved the erotic sensation of her tongue licking at his cock.

"Suck it, baby," he whispered. "Go ahead, honey, suck it." He was amazed how superbly she sucked on his long, thick penis. Fastening her lips on his long, hard penis she sucked hard.

"Eat my pecker," he begged her. "Suck it."

With passionate longing he continued entertaining her. He watched as her cheeks pulled in as she sucked his long, thick penis.

"Oh, baby, I'm on fire," he panted as he pumped it into her throat. "Hang tight."

Grasping her head, he held her in place. He could feel her mouth creating a suction at the tip of his organ. He loved the sensation. Throwing his head from side to side, he begged her to keep on sucking.

"Not too fast," he warned her. "Make the pleasure last."

She sucked slowly. This got him more excited than ever.

"Oh baby," he told her, "you don't know how fantastic it feels to have your mouth on my pecker."

Opening his eyes now he watched. He enjoyed the sight of her beautiful breasts jiggling as her face moved back and forth when she sucked him. Then he felt his juice spurting in her mouth. At this erotic moment Carla sucked with all of her might. She had become acclimated to sucking cum out of a mans' cock.

"Suck my pecker," he panted. "Suck every drop of it. Ohhh, yes, yes, baby. Suck me."

Grasping her head he ran his fingers through her hair.

"Now you're doing it," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, what a blow job."

He was pleased with her performance.

She slipped her mouth smoothly off the tip of his cock. Then getting to her feet she looked at him adoringly.

"Darling," she whispered, "I sure liked the taste of you. You were sweet and delicious."

He nodded. "Stretch your ass out on the bed," he told her, "and I'll take you on my tongue trip."

She went over to the bed and stretched out for him. It didn't take him long to get ready to entertain her with his tongue. As she spread her legs he got down there. He gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy to his mouth. His tongue whipped back and forth across her vagina. His finger slid smoothly up her ass-hole. Carla enjoyed the dual action of his finger in her rear end and his tongue in her vagina. She enjoyed the way he lightly brushed back and forth across her clit. It was no rough stuff, but gentle.

"Just the way I like it," she whispered in a soft voice. "Keep it up, Manuel baby."

He liked the erotic aroma of her crotch. He thrilled to the delicious taste of her pussy juices which were starting to flow as she became more aroused. He also knew it would be fun to stick his cock up her butt later. He continued letting his tongue slip and slide all around in her. "Ohhh, I can't stand it," she exclaimed anxiously. "Eat me, baby."

Passionately he went on tonguing her mound. At the same time he went on sliding his finger gingerly in and out of her rectum. She couldn't stand it any longer. Throwing both legs over

Manuel's shoulders, she pumped. He liked it when she participated like this. For it indicated to him just how intensely excited she had become with his own tongue style of lovemaking.

"Eat me," she panted. "Ohhh, baby, suck me. Suck my pussy."

Her pussy juices flowed freely as Manuel's tongue licked and ate her. When he had finished sucking her pussy hole, he knew what he had to do.

"Roll over," he told her.

She rolled over. Manuel spit into his hand. He applied his own spit to his penis shaft. Now he was prepared to slide it up her ass-hole. Her ass cheeks arched upward. At this point he let his hard cock slam into her.

"Fuck, baby," he whispered enticingly. "That's what I want you to do, darling. Fuck it. Come on, baby, fuck."

With determined cock stabs he went on ramming it to her. When his penis tip touched her tight anal ring he hesitated. For he knew that it was going to be a tight fit.

"Relax," he warned her.

"I'll try," she whispered.

All at once she felt his rock-hard cock ramming roughly up her tight ass-hole. She let out a howl of pain and protest. His eyes lighted with a certain glow that indicated his pleasure was in her pain.

"Fuck," he said crudely, "fuck it."

Lewdly he stabbed his cock up her ass. Her husband had never fucked her like this. She picked up his rhythm. And as he continued stabbing her ass-hole he got more excited. For it was easy for him to see just how much she enjoyed it. She swung her hips around. She was enjoying it intensely.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you know how much we like it. Keep fucking. That's the way. Fuck, baby, fuck."

With powerful penis jabs he went on thrusting. She was going out of her mind with fascination as he went on thrusting.

"I'm almost there," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it off."

The keen, intense pleasure that she felt now had her trembling. Suddenly his cock exploded high in her ass-hole. She twisted around. She had enjoyed every erotic moment of it.

"Yes, yes," he nodded, "I love it. That's the way. Shove your ass back to me. Now. Let me drive it in deeper."

His long, rigid cock rode up her ass-hole farther. Her tail twisted as Manuel's cock shot a white, hot spray right up her rectum. He reached for her bosoms. He squeezed the nipples as he finished fucking her ass-hole.

When he eased out of her behind he thanked her.

Chapter 9

When Carla went home that evening, her husband was gone. This bothered her no end. She waited and the following day he never showed.

She called up her girl friend, Donna. "What do you think happened to him." "I don't know," she told her. "Of course, I can phone him where he works."

Finally she gathered up the courage to phone. When she got him on the phone she told him how sorry she was that she'd carried on.

"It's over," he told her, "finished. Don't you understand? "

"When you put it that way, damn it," she snapped, "I guess I do. Look, I don't want you any more than you want me. You can go to hell in a bread basket."

She hung up on him. She felt miserable. She called up Donna and told her what happened.

"Don't despair," Donna told her. "I know a real nice guy you can make it with. Honey, you aren't prejudiced, are you?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" she asked, not certain of what she was getting at.

"I mean, would it upset you if you fucked a black guy?"

"I never gave it much thought," she admitted.

"Well, there is this nice, handsome, black athlete who's in town," Donna told her, "and he just loves white women. He pays very well. He has a certain sexual ritual that he puts you through. But it wouldn't be bad."

"What's his name?" she asked curiously.

"Greg Farrell," she told her.

"Oh, I know him," Carla exclaimed. "He's the famous football hero."

"Sure, you've seen him doing commercials for razor blades," Donna laughed. "He's a real sharp guy. Look, I'll set it up. Would two o'clock be all right?"

"Where?"

"At the Valley Plaza Hotel," she told her. "That's where he's staying. You can pretend you're a reporter. Just take along a notebook. Say that you want to see Greg Farrell. That's the way I have to do things. There's a lot of action in this fucking business."

Drying her tears, Carla forced herself to continue. She knew that she had to be brave and carry on in spite of her fears.

She got dressed and wore a plain outfit. But she thought it would be interesting to wear some blue lace panties and a matching bra. When she got to the Valley Plaza Hotel she remembered that she had forgotten her reporter's notebook. To keep the guise complete, she went down the street and purchased one. Returning to the hotel, she went right to the main lobby and asked the desk clerk if she could use the house phone to talk to Greg Farrell.

"Of course," he nodded, pointing to the phone in the corner.

Carla went over to the phone and called him.

"Come right up," Greg told her, "I can hardly wait to give you my story."

He chuckled as he said "story." When she got up to his suite, he opened the door. He was only wearing a pair of bikini shorts.

"I'm pleased to meet you," he told her.

"Well, I'm pleased to meet you, too," she smiled as she glanced at his quivering, long, black penis which was contained in the bulging crotch of his bikini shorts.

She used her notebook as a cover-up.

"Donna told me I should take your story," she told him, "so where shall we begin?"

"I want to begin with Adam and Eve," he laughed as he slid out of his bikini shorts.

"You don't waste any time, do you?"

"Didn't the first man and woman run around bare-ass naked in the Garden?" he chuckled.

"Yes," she admitted. "But where's the snake?"

Reaching for his long, black penis which was dangling between his legs, he told her that his snake was there.

"It's sure a long one," she smiled. "The better to fuck you with, Snow White," he laughed as he walked over to her.

He wanted to undress her and she didn't object.

"I have always had a fascination with white women," Greg explained to her. "Not that I don't appreciate black women, for I do. But theres' something about white women that drives me ape, if you know what I mean."

At this point he had her blouse off. He was caressing her beautiful bosoms.

"You've got a nice pair of knockers," he told her with feeling. "They're really something."

He looked at her adoringly.

"Come on, baby," he smiled. "I want to have a good time with you."

Now he was eager to give her a good time.

"Baby," he told her sincerely, "I want to lick your tits. Just go over there on the bed and let me suck on them."

Without removing the rest of her clothes, she let him suck on her breasts. Apparently, he was so eager to lick them he couldn't wait.

"Oh, you're wonderful," Greg panted as he let his tongue sweep nimbly over her nipples.

Reaching down he patted her pussy.

"Now you're doing it, darling," he told her. "Just like that. Oh, baby, you're beautiful."

He was more excited than ever. He loved the way she caressed his head as he sucked her breasts.

"Greg, baby," she begged, "I love it when you do that to me. Oh, suck them, honey, suck them."

Passionately he tongued her nipples. She became more aroused every moment.

"It's wonderful," she exclaimed. "Oh, baby, keep it up."

With erotic pleasure he went on sucking her bosoms. Then Greg reached down and unfastened her skirt. She wiggled out of it. Now he was looking at her lacy blue panties.

"Hey, baby," he told her, "you've got a shaved box. If there's anything I like, it's a white chick with a shaved pussy."

He pulled her panties off and looked lovingly and affectionately at her crotch.

"You're beautiful all over," he told her. "Mind if I tongue you?"

At this point Carla's passions were so aroused that she shook her head.

"I would be disappointed if you didn't, darling," she assured him. "Go ahead. Let your tongue slide all over. Love me. I want it. I need it."

His hot tongue gently caressed her slit. She loved the erotic sensation of his tongue slipping back and forth.

"Oh, baby," she whispered enticingly, "you are driving me ape. I love that. Now you're doing it, darling. Love me. Yes, yes."

The erotic fascination that he found now had him trembling.

"Suck me," she told him. "Suck. Ohhh, baby, that's what I like. Now you're doing it."

He got down between her legs. He let his tongue slip smoothly back and forth across her slit. She loved the rhythmic caressing of her love button.

"Baby," she whispered, "you're beautiful. Just keep your tongue slipping. Back and forth. Oh, baby, that's dreamy."

The erotic fascination that he felt as he ate her was increased by the fact that she smelled so delicious. If there was one thing Carla liked, it was Joy perfume. She knew it was the most expensive perfume in the world. And she didn't hesitate to use it around her pussy.

"Oh, you smell so good," he told her as he went on licking and sucking at her snatch.

All at once he nibbled her clit. She gushed. In a rush of love juices, she came.

"Ohhh, I can't stand it," she gasped. "Lick me. Yes, baby, lick me."

Passionately he tongued her. She enjoyed the erotic arousal that he was giving her.

"Oh, baby," he told her with a certain fascination, "you don't know how wonderful this feels. I love you. I love you." The delicious excitement that he experienced now had him shaking. He sucked her pussy dry. Then he told her what he expected.

"I like to slide my bare ass over a woman's tits. I've got some baby oil to do it with."

"Donna told me you had a certain sex ritual," she smiled at him.

"She talks too much," Greg grinned.

That didn't prevent Greg from doing what he wanted.

Straddling her after he had applied oil to his bare, black buttocks, he gently eased his behind across her bosoms.

"How does that feel?" he asked her.

"Wonderful," she told him. "I love it. Oh, baby, do me."

With passionate tongue lashes, he felt her eating his ass.

"You know how to swing your tongue around a guy's butt, don't you?" he asked as he lowered his ass right over her face.

Carla parted his ass crack with her tongue. She let it slip smoothly to his ass-hole. Finally she penetrated his hot, tight rectum.

"Eat my ass," he whispered enticingly. "Oh, baby, I want you to do me. Just like that. Now you're doing it. Come on, lover, suck my ass-hole."

She was providing him with just the erotic satisfaction he required.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Suck my sweet ass."

Carla's tongue swung smoothly and rhythmically up his ass-hole. The black man reached for his cock with one hand and his balls with the other. He pumped his cock vigorously as he massaged his balls. He was enjoying looking in the mirror. For he could see the white woman's pink tongue lashing up his black ass-hole.

"Come on, ass eater," he told her. "Let's give me a good tongue fuck. I love every inch of your tongue sliding up me."

Passionately she continued tonguing him. She loved every erotic moment of it.

"Yes, baby, yes," he whispered enticingly. "That's what I want you to do. Suck my ass-hole. Oh, wow!"

He was becoming more aroused than ever. The erotic fascination that he found as her tongue glided up his ass-hole amazed him. His balls tingled with sexual excitement. The sexual electricity raced up and down his spine as she sucked his behind.

Now he had enough of this.

"I want you to lick my nuts," he told her, "and I want you to lick 'em good."

His big black balls swung over her nose. She sniffed the delicious aroma of his crotch. Opening her mouth, she let Greg's big, black balls slip inside.

"Lick them," he told her earnestly, "Lick them, lover."

She sucked smoothly on his big, black nuts. At the same time he was pulling on his rigid, male member.

"Honey," he told her, "don't my balls taste good? Lick the black sweat off them."

When she had finished sucking on Greg's black balls, the athlete was ready to jab his enormous black penis into her mouth. He eased his balls out of her. She tongued them gently as he pulled away.

"Now prove to me what a good cock sucker you are," Greg told her, "and I'll tip you plenty if you really give me a super suck."

Carla was eager to prove to Greg that she could give him a super cock suck. She first licked the sensitive glans portion of his penis. Then she licked around the top of his cock. Next she slid her mouth smoothly down over the cap of his cock. She fastened her lips around the head of his shaft and went on sucking smoothly.

"Suck me," he begged her. "Suck me, baby. That's the way. Suck, baby, suck."

With passionate lovemaking he worked on her intensely. Now he rammed his cock down her throat. She gulped anxiously.

"Suck my big pecker," he told her. "Suck it. Come on, cock eater, suck me."

She enjoyed sucking on his thick, black penis. She liked the taste of it. What she loved more than all was the enthusiasm that the black athlete displayed as he fucked her. It was almost as if thrusting his huge black penis down her throat was an athletic exercise. He liked to feel his balls swinging against her lips.

"Eat it," he told her. "Suck it, baby. Get the juice. Now you're doing it, darling. Suck my cock off. Suck it."

At this point he could hardly wait for his thick penis to explode. All at once his cock exploded. The hot, white cream shot down her throat. She gulped hungrily.

"Yes, yes," he panted excitedly, "that's the way. Suck it off. Now you're doing it. Suck, baby." She enjoyed the taste of it. Her hands clasped his bare, black, slippery ass cheeks. She massaged them and caressed them just the way he liked it.

"Slide your finger up my ass-hole," Greg pleaded. "I enjoy that. Now you're doing it, baby. Yes. Beautiful."

When Carla had sucked all the cream out of his cock, he pulled out.

"I've got to hand it to you, honey," he told her. "You fall into the category of a super cock sucker."

Carla was pleased that Greg appreciated her. She also figured that he might tip her well.

The black athlete walked over to the dresser and got himself something to drink. Turning to her, he asked her what she wanted.

"Scotch or bourbon?"

"A good clean American drink," she told him. "Scotch on the rocks."

Greg handed her her drink a moment later. They sat there talking and laughing.

"There are many things I like to do," Greg admitted. "Wild things."

"Like what?" she asked him curiously.

"There is one way of doing it," he told her, "that always ignites a girl. I like to slip it up her pussy and her ass-hole at the same time."

That puzzled Carla. She simply couldn't understand how it could be done. Immediately Greg caught the question mark on her face.

"Puzzled?"

"A little," she admitted.

"Don't be amazed," he told her, "because it's really quite easy. You see, I wear a dildo strapped on myself. I can slip the dildo into your pussy and my thick black pecker goes up your ass."

"That's too much," she said as she watched the broad-shouldered, trim-waisted, black stud slip the dildo around his waist.

Once he had it on he applied some Vaseline to it.

"You'd better put some Vaseline on your cock, too," Carla commented crisply. "I don't want to take that long black snake up my ass-hole without a lot of lubrication."

"Do I frighten you?" he winked.

"A little," she admitted.

"You don't have to be fearful," he assured her, "because I'm gonna do it real nice. Just wait and see."

Carla went over to the bed where he instructed her on the position that he wanted her to get into so he could perform the double act.

"Just lie on your back, baby," he told her, "and I'll slip it up your ass and up your pussy, too."

He tried to do it that way and it wasn't working smoothly.

"It would be better if we did it dog fashion," Greg suggested.

Carla got on all fours and bent over.

"I guess penetration is easier at this angle," Greg admitted.

Carla felt Greg's hot hands on her bare buttocks. With a deep, penetrating cock jab he rammed it up her ass-hole. She let out a howl of pain.

"You're splitting me in two," she complained.

"Oh, baby, stop it."

"Don't worry," he told her. "At stitch in time saves nine inches."

"What are you talking about?" she asked him as she felt the dildo slipping into her pussy.

"I mean, stitching your pussy will save my nine inches the pleasure."

She shook her head. He had a nerve to talk about stitching up her pussy. But maybe that's what she would require after he got what he expected.

Chapter 10

Greg's hot hands caressed her ass cheeks as he rhythmically rode her rectum. He gripped her ass and squeezed her.

"Now you're fucking," he told her anxiously. "Fuck, baby, fuck." With deep, penetrating cock stabs he rammed it into her. She thrilled to the sensation of his hard penis plunging up her ass-hole.

"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck."

She could tell from his balls that were bouncing against her ass cheeks how excited he was becoming.

"I'm almost there," he assured her. "Just hang tight. Oh, baby, it sure feels good screwing your ass-hole."

With powerful penis stabs he continued plunging into her.

"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "fuck it."

Deeper his cock rode her rectum. She loved the erotic sensation. At the same time he continued slamming it up her.

"Oh, baby," he told her anxiously, "twist your tail for me. Let me watch it."

Greg's eyes focused on her creamy white ass cheeks. He loved seeing his thick, black penis slipping smoothly between her buttocks. He liked the way she wiggled her ass.

"Shimmy your white ass," he told her. "Give my black prick a good time."

She wiggled her ass for him and he loved it.

With continued cock stabs he went on slamming into her. All at once she felt Greg's cock shooting. It did feel good to have the dildo slipping into her pussy while Greg's thick, slippery cock plunged up her rectum. She enjoyed the moment of climax. She liked the feeling of his hot cum shooting up her ass-hole.

When he finished giving her a super fuck, he eased off.

"Baby, are you satisfied?"

"You bet I am," she assured him.

At that point he told her what he would enjoy a lot if she would agree to do it for him.

"I always like a woman to use my belt on my behind," he explained. "I don't know why, but it gets my old balls excited."

"If you enjoy it," she whispered, "I'll do it."

Greg was pleased with her reaction. He got his belt and handed it to her. Going over to the floor-length mirrors, he bent over partially. Glancing over his shoulder he commanded her, "Whip my ass."

The leather belt lashed Greg's firm, round, black ass cheeks. She could tell it aroused him as his cock lengthened and strengthened.

"Oh, baby," he told her excitedly, "you know how to do it. Keep it up. Yes, yes."

She lashed him and he watched her crotch. He could see her pussy was moistening.

"You're getting excited," he laughed.

She had to admit she was getting turned on.

"Don't be bashful," he told her. "Finger yourself."

Digging into her pussy, she manipulated her clit. At the same time she observed what he was doing with his cock. Greg was pulling on his long, black penis.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you do to me. Just keep that up. like that. Now you're doing it. I love it. Yes, yes."

He was completely turned on.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you do to me. You drive me ape." She went on whipping his bare, black bottom. He was pulling hard on his long, black penis.

"I like seeing you get this excited," she told him. "I really do." He smiled at her.

"I know you do, darling," he assured her, "and that's what ignites me. Just keep it up."

The two of them were getting more pleasure, for she went on playing with herself while he jerked on his cock.

"Oh, yes, yes," he begged her, "don't ever stop. Keep it up."

Greg was jerking at a good tempo.

"Honey," he told her, "you can pull it in a minute or two. But first I want you to keep lashing my bare ass."

She knew she enjoyed it and she enjoyed it a lot. As he straightened up and told her to quit, she went for the baby oil. Greg sat on the edge of the bed. She applied the baby oil to his penis. She massaged some around his balls as well.

"Now that's what I want you to do, darling," he told her. "Just keep playing that way."

With one hand she entertained him. And with her other hand she played with herself. Greg enjoyed watching her. It was a difficult thing to manipulate her clit and pull on his pecker at the same time. Yet, she was succeeding. This was what pleased him.

"Keep that up," he begged her passionately. "That's the way I want to see you do it. Keep it up."

Greg had never felt better. For watching her pull on his long hard penis pleased him. But what ignited him more than anything else was the fact that she seemed to be enjoying it.

"Do you like my pecker?" he asked anxiously.

"You know I do," she assured him.

It was easy to see that Greg and Carla were well suited sexually. For they both had lusty, hot desires and were eager and willing to express them.

"Now I will finger your snatch while you pull on my cock," he suggested.

Carla withdrew her fingers from her vagina. She watched as he played with her. She made it a point not to lose a beat as she went on entertaining him. For she knew how much it meant to him to have her hand pulling rhythmically on his long, black penis.

"You sure have a good hand grip, honey," he told her. "I love it when you do it like that. Keep it up."

She pulled rhythmically on his cock and he matched the tempo of her hand action. She loved the way he stroked her pussy. She liked his finger caressing her clit.

"Do it, baby," he said huskily as the erotic emotions overpowered him.

She pulled on Greg's cock and at the same time let her other hand work around his balls. She was glad that both hands could be free to please him.

Greg recognized she was trying. It was this fact that really entertained him.

"Hey, baby, what a hand job you're giving me," he commented, his eyes aglow with sexual pleasure.

"We aim to please," Carla smiled. She was lost in her own carnal, lusty desires. For she was enjoying his fingers manipulating inside of her pussy.

He went on fingering her and then she started moistening and juicing. He didn't pull his sticky fingers out of her vagina until he pinched her love button some more. More juices flowed.

Now he was ready to explode himself.

"Just keep your hand working, honey," he told her, "and I'm gonna get my rocks off. You'll love it."

He was certain that he would go off in a minute. And he was eager to demonstrate his sexual skill.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "just keep that hand in motion. That's the way. Now you're doing it, darling. Pull it. Quicker."

With rapid-fire hand movements she kept his cock in motion.

"Do it fast," he begged. "There's more juice inside."

He was right. All of the sudden his hot cock exploded. "I'm cuming," he told her excitedly. "Oh, baby, I'm shooting."

His hot sperm landed on his chest. When she pulled her hand away he told her what he expected.

"Lick the cum off my chest," he said as he lay back in the bed.

Bending over him she let her white bosoms brush against his body. At the same time she tongued the cum off his broad, black chest. This pleased him no end.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you know how to do it. That's wonderful."

It was obvious to him that she was enjoying it. When she finished entertaining him with her tongue-licking action, he threw his legs up in the air. She could see what he expected.

"Lick my inner thighs," he told her. "And suck on my ass-hole again. I enjoyed that most of all."

She immediately obeyed his instructions. Propping his ass up on two pillows, she slipped her hands underneath him. She let her tongue gently caress his ass crack. Next she let her tongue wander and explore around his curving ass cheeks. Greg loved it. At the same time she reached for his cock. She gently teased and pulled on it. He loved the erotic thrill of her hand jerking on his penis.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you really know how to do it. Keep that up."

They were both totally aroused and stimulated now. Licking Greg's inner thighs brought him the ultimate entertainment. He loved it most of all when her tongue reached down to his ass crack. When her tongue stiffened and penetrated up his rectum, he was in his own heaven.

She massaged his balls gently. Next, she let her tongue caress them. He loved the erotic sensation of her tongue lashing around his testicles.

"Now you're doing it," he told her excitedly. "I love that. Oh, baby, keep your mouth open. I want you to slip my balls inside."

Letting her jaw hang slack and her mouth open, she accepted Greg's swelling, black balls.

"Lick them," he insisted. "That's it.

He was keenly aroused now. At the same time he was excited and delighted that she was giving him such a good time.

"Lick my nuts," he told her. "You know how."

Indeed she did know how. Carla's background in sex was quite complete. She knew the importance of being gentle around a man's balls. She knew it was important not to nibble them. She gently let her tongue slip back and forth in a caressing motion.

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Slow and easy."

Her tongue lashes brought him closer to another climax. At this point she released his big, hairy balls. She let her tongue glide to the head of his shaft. Gently sliding down over Greg's mammoth black cock, she fingered his ass-hole. He enjoyed the dual action of her finger slipping rhythmically up his ass-hole while her mouth sucked smoothly on his penis head.

"Suck me off," he begged her.

Carla's head bobbed up and down as she let her mouth move erotically from the head of his shaft to the base. At the same time she constantly let her tongue slip in and out of his ass-hole. He loved the sensation.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "I'll confess. It's driving me ape."

She went on sucking on his penis. He loved the sensation.

"Suck it off," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck."

Passionately she was mouthing him. She could taste him starting to cum. She slowed the tempo of her mouth movements. She wanted to make every erotic moment last longer.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, slow and easy."

All at once his hot cream exploded in her mouth. She gulped joyously.

"Eat it," he ordered her. "That's it. Suck it out. Drain it."

As his hot penis exploded in her mouth, she swallowed his cum. When she pulled off, she rested her head obligingly on his thigh. He looked at her adoringly.

"I wish I could take you with me for the football season," Greg observed. "Think of the fun we would have. I'd share you with a couple of other guys. We'd fuck you every which way. While I was slipping it in your mouth, another cat could stick it up your ass, and a third guy could slip it into your pussy. Wouldn't that be exciting?"

It bothered Carla, for what Greg had suggested did appeal to her. She didn't reply. But her own inner fears of being a nympho tormented her to the point where she couldn't say one word.

"Baby," he smiled, "are you listening?" Carla looked up at him lustfully. She enjoyed the sight of his cock which was still large, even though it was limp.

"Of course I'm listening to you," she told him. "It would be fun. However, we shouldn't talk about such things."

"Why not?" he asked her.

She knew what she felt she had to do.

"All right, so you've asked me," she told him flatly. "I'm worried about myself. I like sex too much."

"There is no such thing as liking sex too much," he responded.

"Oh, yes, there is," she assured him, "and you'd better believe it. It's a terrible thing when a person gets hooked on sucking and fucking. Can't you understand, Greg?"

For a moment he looked at her.

"I only understand what I feel," he told her. "And it feels good. That's all I know. Pleasure."

"Don't you have a conscience, Greg."

"A conscience?" he asked her. "What is that?"

"It's something inside of you that tells you what is right and what is wrong."

"Well, I've got something in here," he said, as he reached for his ball sac, "that makes me feel good."

She looked at him and laughed.

"What you are saying, in effect, is pleasure is your principal. If it feels good, do it."

"Yes," he told her, "that's been the motto of my life. And I'm not ashamed or guilty about it. I enjoy sucking and fucking. I always pay the chicks real well. And I give them a good tip. You'll find that out."

Now he was playing with her back. He was letting his hands wander down to her buttocks. She liked the caressing movements of his black hands on her behind. Before she knew what was happening, Greg was down around her ass. He was licking, kissing and sucking her ass cheeks. He was massaging them, too. She had other men do this to her bosoms. But never before had she known a man who'd explore her ass cheeks in this way. It did please her.

Arching her ass cheeks upward, she let him slide his tongue inside her ass crack. She wiggled on his tongue as it penetrated her rectum.

"That feels good to me," he told her. "Real good."

He was thrilled at this moment.

"Oh, baby, I like it when you lick my ass," she confessed. "Go ahead, Greg. Stick your tongue up my hot, tight ass."

Greg went on tonguing her ass. Then he reached underneath her and fingered her pussy. She thrilled to the delightful sensation of his tongue stabbing her ass-hole as his finger invaded the precincts of her pussy. She enjoyed it when he let his finger caress her clit.

"Baby," he told her, "this feels super. I love it. Yes, yes."

The erotic thrills that shot through his body had him flipping out.

"Ohhh, eat my ass-hole," she begged him eagerly. "Yes, baby, yes. That's what I want you to do, darling."

Greg went on sucking her ass. But when he felt her pussy dripping, instantly he plunged his tongue into her hot vagina. He flipped his tongue firmly back and forth across her.

"Keep pushing at me," he begged her.

She pushed her pelvis forward as he let his tongue penetrate deep inside her hot, willing pussy hole.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that feels super. Keep it on. Now you're doing it. Yes, yes."

She juiced a moment later. Greg's lips pressed hard against her in suction-cup fashion as he sucked her up. She enjoyed the loud sucking sounds he was making. Reaching down she gripped his head and held him in place over her pussy. She threw her legs over his shoulders. Her hot thighs pressed against his cheeks. It warmed him as he finished lapping her delicious pussy juices.

Finally withdrawing his tongue from her, he thanked her.

"You'll never know how much it has meant to me to do this to you," he confessed.

She looked at him adoringly arid told him she enjoyed it, too.

"Baby," she smiled, "I needed it. I needed a man who had no inhibitions. A man who wasn't afraid to explore every crack and crevice of my body and truly entertain me."

Chapter 11

Carla went home and worried. She called up Donna and told her what had happened. She was certain Donna could add some wisdom to the situation.

Donna laughed. "You're hard as nails, honey, and you know it. Now let's not play games." Carla went over to Donna's place and discussed her situation with her.

"First off," Donna told her, "you never should have gotten married. Some women can take it and others can't. Frankly I would be bored to tears going to bed with the same man every night for years."

"I did get along with my husband before," she admitted candidly.

"Yes, but all that is changed," Donna explained. "You have experienced different men. You have discovered new dimensions of sex. Now you want to try different things."

Donna looked at her and handed her a pussy muscle exerciser.

"When you can use this every day, you'll exercise your pussy muscles. When your pussy muscles are tight, you can give the very best performance. You can make your pussy as tight as your ass-hole if you work at it. It takes time, it takes effort, it takes patience."

"You make it sound like work."

"Baby, hustling is a job," Donna said seriously. "And the girls who are good at it make the money. For example, today I turned you on with Greg Farrell. I figured he would give you good money and he did. Greg always pays well. He expects a lot, but he pays a lot."

Once she was indoctrinated into the idea that she could develop herself to be a top-flight call girl, she became aroused with the idea. Yet, there was something in her conscience nagging inside of her about her husband. She felt as if she was betraying him. Donna was sensitive to her emotions and picked up on this feeling instantly.

"What's wrong, darling?" she asked her seriously.

"I feel guilty about Greg," she told her.

"What on earth for?" she demanded. "You've been a good wife to him. He has been awful to you. He's not been charitable or understanding. Think of yourself."

Those words rang in her mind as she went home that night. And she decided that she would use the pussy muscle exerciser that Donna had so thoughtfully given her.

At this point an interesting thing happened. For she discovered she was enjoying it. She realized that it had a lot going for it.

The very next day Donna phoned her.

"Honey," she told her, "I've got an opportunity for you to make a little money. Are you interested?"

"I'm always interested in making money," she assured her.

She gave her an address to go to.

"This is a unique situation," she confessed, "but you will catch on."

When Carla got to the hotel room, she got a jolt. For there was a nice-looking young man with his wife. After he'd introduced her as his wife, she was ready to leave.

"Baby," his wife smiled, "you'd better explain to her that I won't get jealous."

"This is my wife, Jan," Wally explained, "and the reason she's here is to watch." That jolted Carla even more.

"Why do you want to watch, Jan?"

"Because I'm afraid to do all of those horrid, dreadful things hustlers do," she told her quite frankly. "And my husband thought it would loosen me up a bit if I watched a woman perform. Sort of like one of those sex clinics. Those clinics charge such horrible prices and we thought it might be wiser to have a call girl take care of us."

Once Carla had been clued in as to what was expected of her, she felt it wasn't so bad. She took off her clothes and Jan looked at her jealously. For her bosoms were bigger.

"What's wrong?" she smiled nervously.

"There's nothing wrong," Jan admitted. "It's just that when I look at those tremendous knockers of yours, I get jealous."

"Quit flashing green, Jan," Wally told his wife. "You're here to learn. I told you none of that jealous stuff."

"Forgive me," Jan shrugged nervously. "I need a drink. A big one."

She put a vodka bottle to her lips and gulped. At that point her husband got even more angry.

"Now don't get stoned out of your gourd so you can't watch what she's doing," he complained.

"Don't mind me," she laughed drunkenly. "Two is company, three's a crowd, don't they say?"

It was obvious to Carla that she was in a very strange situation. Yet, she tried to make the most of it. She took off everything and climbed on the bed with Wally. Wally made no bones about what he expected.

"Any girl who knows how to give a man a good time should give him a tongue trip around the world."

At that point his wife commented crisply, "And he wants everything licked or sucked."

"Would you keep your mouth shut," he demanded of her angrily.

She nodded as she walked naked to the corner of the room and turned on the television.

"You're supposed to keep your attention here," Wally reminded her. "Now look, bitch, I'm not gonna fuck with you much longer. Watch."

She turned off the television and turned around.

"Do you provide vomit bags with your performance?" she asked Carla.

"I may need one watching you," Carla snapped.

The two women glared at each other as Wally lay there naked on the bed, with his legs spread out, hoping that she would begin the tongue trip all over his body.

Finally he convinced Carla that she should give him the sexual thrills that he wanted so desperately. She got on top of him and swung her bosoms back and forth across his chest. He loved the feeling of her big, beautiful boobs.

"Now let's French before we fuck," he told her.

Carla's lips pressed against his mouth. Then she let her tongue tip caress his lips. He loved it. Opening his mouth, he let her tongue glide smoothly inside. Carla wasted no time in entertaining him with her tongue.

"Now, darling," he whispered, "I want you to give me some good, hot sucking. And I mean good." He was pleased at what she wanted to do for him. And he was eager to have her entertain.

At this point she wasted no time. She began licking and caressing his eye lids. Then she moved to his cheeks. She continued down his body, making it a point to brush her bosoms as she went and suck under his armpits. Then she licked his arms and his hands. She licked his chest and down to his crotch. She let her tongue swing around his crotch in a circle. Then she worked down his inner thighs. He loved it. She worked to his feet and sucked on each toe.

This was really grim, as far as his wife was concerned. It was revolting and she vowed she would never do it. She sat there with a smug look on her face and tried to keep from laughing. This burned him up, but he didn't say a word. For Carla was performing so expertly that he thought it would be inappropriate to say anything.

Finally Carla went to his crotch.

"Raise up," she whispered in an erotic, sexy voice.

He raised up and she slipped pillows under his buttocks. Her hands moved swiftly under his ass cheeks. Parting his ass crack with her tongue tip, she stiffened and penetrated right up his tight anal channel. Reaching for his cock, she pulled methodically.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, now you're really sucking."

Her tongue swung up his ass-hole. He twisted on her tongue as she pulled on his penis.

"Rim it," he smiled as he put his hands behind his head and watched.

A pleased smile formed on his face as he saw her tongue slipping up his ass-hole. At the same time he loved the exciting sensation of her hand grasping his cock and pulling.

"Baby," he told her, "You're tremendous. Suck my ass-hole. Oh, I love that. Now you're doing it just like I want it."

Effectively she was tonguing him out. He loved the exciting sensation of her tongue-lashing activity. Finally she opened her mouth and let Wally's balls fall inside. At this point his wife turned away. It was almost more than she could bear.

Wally didn't care. He knew he was getting a good woman who would entertain him and do everything he wanted. That was all that mattered. If it got Jan jealous, so what?

When she finished sucking on his balls a moment she eased off and moved up his cock. Before she slid her mouth over his penis tip she licked in darting movements with her tongue. He loved the sensation of her tongue swinging back and forth this way.

"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's what I want you to do."

The erotic pleasure that she found now made her more excited than ever.

"Suck me," he begged anxiously, "suck me. Eat my pecker. Get the juice. Suck my prick."

Her mouth moved to the head of his slickened cock. She let it move smoothly down to its base. All the while she kept her finger tips moving back and forth across his testicles. He enjoyed this intensely.

"Play with my nuts," he begged her, "while you suck my pecker."

She massaged his balls as she sucked him off. He liked seeing her head go up and down on his throbbing male member.

"Suck it," he told her. "Suck it off. Cock eater, that's what you are. Suck it."

At that point Jan couldn't help it. She let loose with an opinion of her own.

"Little trollop," she exclaimed. "She'll do anything for a buck, including sucking on your dirty prick."

For a moment Wally was so angry he would have enjoyed slapping his wife's face. However, he figured it was better not to make a fuss.

"I've never had anything quite so wonderful," he complimented Carla. He thought that would burn in his wife's every pore.

"Lick my dick," he told her. "Lick it."

Jan got to her feet. She fixed herself another drink. Slurring her words, she walked naked to the bed.

"Hurry up, dick licker," she told her, "go ahead and suck it off. Get all the juice out of his cock. Don't leave any for his wife."

At that point Wally thought it would be appropriate to ask Jan if she wanted to finish sucking him off.

"No way," she told him.

"Then you ought to get down there and lick my ass-hole," he told her. "I would like that."

Jan grimaced and turned away. Wally didn't pay any attention to her. For now he was concentrating on getting the best cock suck he knew how. He guided her.

"Tickle the tip of it," he told her. "That's what I like. Now you're doing it. That's just fine, baby. Suck me, suck me."

Passionately he was mouthing her. She enjoyed the fantastic feeling of his hot cock in her mouth. Then he caressed the back of her throat with the tip of his shaft.

"Oh, I can't stand it," he exclaimed as he threw one leg over her shoulder and cupped his hand over her head, guiding her.

All at once his hot sperm exploded in her mouth. She gulped joyously, sucking all of the thick, delicious cream out of his slippery cock head.

She was proud of her performance. When she pulled her mouth off his penis, she rested her head on his thigh and caressed his balls adoringly.

Glancing over her shoulder, Jan grimaced.

"Do you find him fascinating?"

"She must," Wally said.

Carla didn't say a word. She didn't have to. For she was holding him right where he wanted to be held. She let her tongue gently slide on his now-limp cock. And then she teased his testicles. It didn't take Wally long to get hard again. But first he felt he needed another drink.

After fixing himself another drink, he looked at her hungrily.

"I'll bet you've got a nice-tasting pussy."

Looking at her strangely, his wife observed, "You never ate my snatch."

"Why should I? " Wally questioned her frankly. "You'd never eat my pecker. You'd say I had a dirty old dick. I didn't say that about your snatch."

"Naturally not," she said, with her nose up in the air, "I use a powerful perfume in my pussy. So it smells delicious and it tastes good, too."

"I thought you said nobody ever ate your box before."

"Well, I assume it would taste delicious," she told him.

At this point he wasted no more time. For Carla was waiting with her legs spread.

Chapter 12

Carla loved the feel of Wally's hands gripping her buttocks. When Wally brought his tongue over her vagina, she marveled at the erotic feeling she obtained.

"Eat my pussy," she said. She gently eased her legs over his shoulders. Wally loved the warmth of her inner thighs as his tongue lightly traced along her shaved pussy.

"I like your shaved box, baby," he told her.

When he said that, Jan was outraged. She came over and chimed in, "I told you I'd shave my pussy if you'd suck it. But, damn it, you wouldn't."

"No, I wouldn't, dear wife," he said without humor, "because you refused to suck off my cock. Look, I believe in democratic sex. If you expect me to go down and eat your snatch, you'd better go down around my cock and lick my ass, too."

Pouting and complaining, Jan went over to fix herself another drink. But Wally didn't care. He was where he wanted to be. He held Carla's ass cheeks up in the air so he could let his tongue trace along her ass crack. When he observed how she was wiggling, he figured it might be fun to plunge his tongue right up her rectum. He gently eased his tongue up her ass-hole. She enjoyed the sensation enormously.

"Yes, yes," he panted passionately, "push your ass to my face."

She shoved her ass tighter to his face. His tongue rode up her rectum. At the same time he fingered her pussy. He could tell this aroused her by the way she was juicing.

"Eat me," Carla panted. "Tongue fuck my ass-hole. Oh, baby, eat my pussy, too."

Jan was green with envy. She had never known her husband could be such a tremendous lover. She could imagine what it would be like to have Wally's tongue plunging up her ass-hole while his fingers worked in her pussy. Vividly she remembered how Wally used to finger her pussy. She always loved it when he felt about her box.

"Eat me," Carla begged. "Suck me. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. I love it."

When her pussy was dripping with cum, he withdrew his tongue from her ass-hole. Gently he caressed her slit and finally he slipped his tongue into her pussy hole. Reaching down she held him in place. She liked running her fingers through his hair as he sucked on her.

"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered anxiously, "that's what I want you to do, darling. Love me. Love me."

The erotic fascination that he found in her thrilled her. And she pushed her pelvis up in rhythmic movements. She was watching his tongue stabs into her willing hole.

"Suck me," she told him intensely, "suck my pussy. Yes, Wally, yes."

Wally was performing expertly. But his cock was hard now. He knew that after he'd finished lapping up her delicious pussy juices, he would have to stick his cock up her ass-hole.

When he had finished devouring her delicious cum juices, he pulled away. He looked at her with lust-crazed eyes.

"I want to fuck you all over," he told her. "I want to fuck your ass-hole. I want to give it to you everywhere."

At that point his wife interjected her cryptic comment.

"Darling," she slurred drunkenly, "why don't you stick your prick in her armpit like you did me? Try it. She'll love it."

He glared at her. But he didn't say a word.

"Why not?" he smiled at Carla. "Anybody ever screw your armpit?"

"Baby doll, they've fucked everything else," she confessed, "but nobody aimed for my armpit. Go ahead. If you want my armpit, it's yours."

He wasted no time. He applied oil to his penis shaft. And then he flipped it right up her armpit. She moved her arm back and forth.

"That's what I want you to do," he told her, "move it for me."

Carla was a fast learner. Her arm moved up and down as his penis thrust forward.

"Just like that," he told her. "You're beautiful. Yes, baby, yes."

Wally continued screwing her armpit. The oil on his cock made it easy to slide inside. He liked the armpit ride she was giving his penis. Carla enjoyed observing him thrusting. She liked the sight of his swinging balls as his thick prick explored her armpit. However, when he had enough of that he told her what he wanted in no uncertain terms.

"Baby, I've been looking at your ass," he told her. "I hope you don't mind if I give it to you from behind."

"I never thought you'd ask me," Carla laughed as she got on all fours.

That really did get his wife green with envy. For time and again he had tried to invade her ass-hole with his cock. She had always refused as she said it was a perversion. But as far as Carla was concerned, it was something she enjoyed. That was the only way she could look at it. For she knew she loved having a long, slippery cock sliding smoothly up her ass-hole.

At this point Carla was bending over. Wally looked at her bare ass cheeks. He gently squeezed them with his hands. Next, he flipped his slippery cock between them. With a forceful plunge forward, he rammed it right up her hot, tight rectum.

"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. That's the way to do it. Fuck it off."

With powerful penis stabs he rammed it into her. She loved every erotic movement.

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

"Oh, baby, fuck it. Fuck it off."

With determined cock strokes he continued thrusting. She became more keenly excited.

"Yes, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck it. Fuck it off."

He thrilled to the sensation of his cock being pulled up her tight ass-hole like quicksand. He enjoyed pulling it out and watching it disappear.

"Fuck," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck it. That's the way to do it. Fuck."

He was really aroused at this point. "Baby, you're beautiful," he told her. "I really love screwing you."

Bending over he reached for her breasts. Cupping them in his hands he squeezed them.

"Screw me," she begged him anxiously. "Fuck my ass and fuck it good."

His powerful penis plunged up her ass-hole. His hairy big balls bounced against her bare bottom.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Come on, baby, fuck it off."

The keen pleasure that she felt as his rigid cock invaded her tight ass-hole kept her twisting and grinding for his pleasure. She enjoyed the feel of his hands manipulating her breasts. She liked it when he used one hand on both bosoms and reached down with his free hand to her pussy.

Slipping two fingers into her vagina, he entertained her.

"Do you like it both ways?" he smiled at her eagerly.

"Yes, yes," Carla cried passionately. "Fuck me."

His wife couldn't hold back any longer.

"If you think I would permit that," she told him, "you've got another think coming. I'd like to shove a broom stick up your ass-hole. That's what would be fair. To let you know how awful it is."

He was paying no attention. He went on ramming it into Carla's willing, twisting ass-hole.

"Keep fucking me," Carla begged him anxiously. "I want it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck. Fuck it all the way."

With determined penis stabs, he went on thrusting. He could tell from the way his fingers were wet in her pussy she was almost there.

"Yes, baby, yes," he begged her, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck it off."

It wouldn't be much longer until she was cuming. At the same time his thick prick rammed up her ass. His balls bounced against her buttocks as she wiggled for him.

"I love it," he cried passionately. "Now fuck. Fuck it."

With determined cock stabs he went on thrusting.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "twist your tail. It's tight up there. I love it."

Carla enjoyed it, too. As she bent over farther, it made it possible for him to plunge still deeper up her willing ass-hole.

Finally he realized he was closing in on a sticky white climax. He plunged in as deep as it would go. His hot, white juices shot up her ass.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how good that feels."

She enjoyed every jab of his long, hard cock. She was stopping for nothing now.

"Ohhhhh, baby, keep fingering me," Carla panted. "I love it when your fingers play with my pussy."

Ramming his cock in up to the hilt, he felt his balls tingling that second before he shot his hot, white spray up her ass.

She wiggled, gripping his penis tightly and squeezing all of the cream out of his cock.

When he had finished getting his rocks off, he slowly eased off her.

She looked at him adoringly.

"Hey, baby," she told him, "you really know how to screw."

His wife was looking at him with so much rage in her heart she couldn't think of any words.

"Why are you so quiet, Jan?" he asked as he fixed himself a drink.

"That's about the sickest, most demented sexual performance I've ever witnessed," she shook her head.

"And considering all of the orgies we've been to," Wally laughed, "that's saying a mouthful."

Jan got to her feet.

"Just a couple swap sessions," she lamented, "but nothing sick like this. I'm sorry that I agreed to such a ridiculous triangle."

"Get the fuck out of here," Wally told her. "If you can't stand it, get out."

She got dressed and left. When he was alone with Carla, he apologized for his wife's conduct.

"She's always giving me a rough time of it," he admitted, "and it really bugs the hell out of me. It isn't fair. She expects me to be loyal to her. Yet, she doesn't want to satisfy me."

"I understand," she told him frankly. "A lot of women are like that. It really is disgusting."

"You bet your ass it is," he told her. "A guy has to get his kicks one way or another. It isn't fair for a woman to be like that."

He looked at her now anxiously.

"You know, there's one thing I've always wanted to do," he told her, "and I wonder if you'd let me try it with you."

"What is it?" she asked him. "I like to fuck a woman standing up."

"What's so exciting about that?" she asked him curiously.

"I don't know," he admitted, "but just the idea of doing it standing up appeals to me."

"It appeals to me, too," she said.

She wrapped her legs around him.

"Fuck me," she cried out.

He could tell from the way her pussy was moistening that she was really enjoying it.

"This really feels super," he cried out. "I love it. Fuck, baby, fuck."

Finally he fingered her ass-hole. She thrilled to the sensation of his finger slipping up her rectum.

"Now you're doing it," he whispered. "This really means a lot to me, baby. Fuck. Fuck it."

With powerful, passionate cock stabs he went on thrusting. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until his cock exploded. She was eager for that moment of climax.

"Yes, baby, yes," she pleaded passionately, "give it to me. I want it. I want it, baby."

All at once his cock exploded.

"Ohhh," he cried out, "fuck off. Fuck off."

She was really milking his penis for him now."

"Just like I like it," he told her. "Baby, you're beautiful. Fuck me."

With deep, hard cock stabs he continued thrilling her.

"That's what I needed," he told her. "Just like that, sweetheart. Oh, baby, fuck me."

She continued exercising her well-trained pussy muscles on Wally's long, thick penis. At last he shot her the juice she wanted. She squeezed all of the cream out of his long, slippery cock.

When she had finished thrilling him in this manner, he eased off. She removed herself from him.

"I wish we could fuck this way all the time."

"For God's sakes, don't propose marriage," he exclaimed. "That's the last thing I want."

"Don't worry," she assured him, "I'm not asking you for that."

It was obvious to him that she was thinking of something and he was thinking of something else.

"Oh, baby," he gasped, "I loved screwing you."

She looked at him with adoration in her eyes. And he was looking at her lovingly.

"We're gonna make it again, baby," he smiled, "I just know it."

She went over to the dresser and poured herself a drink. She was trying to drown her guilt with liquor.

"You don't feel guilty about screwing, do you?"

"I got your wife uptight," she apologized. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about the bitch," he told her. "We enjoyed each other. That is what is important."

"Do you really mean that?"

"Of course I do," he told her. "Why wouldn't I?"

It was obvious he was serious.

"Oh, all right," she agreed, "I guess I shouldn't feel that way. Forgive me."

She felt satisfied now. For she knew that she had done her best to make him happy.

"Look, sweetheart," she told him, "I want to ask you something. Will you make sure we get together again?"

He nodded.

She went back home and to her amazement her husband was waiting for her.

"Where have you been?" he asked her casually.

"What's it to you?"

"We're not completely divorced yet," he told her. "I've just filed the papers. It isn't final."

"As far as I'm concerned, it is," she told him. He looked at her. He knew something was bothering her.

"Do you want to tell me?"

"No, damn it, I don't want to tell you," she said quickly. "You're getting me angry. Do you understand?"

"No," he shook his head, "I don't understand at all."

It was obvious to him that Carla was disturbed. Finally she walked over to him. For she felt a strange compulsion suddenly to entertain him with her mouth. She unzipped her husband's fly. She reached in and pulled out his long, hard penis.

"It's all yours, baby," he told her willingly. "That is, as long as we get together. I don't want to give you up. Do you understand?"

She nodded and looked at him.

"Yes, I do understand," she admitted. "If you want me so bad, I'm willing to be yours."

It pleased him that she spoke to him this way.

"You don't know how much you mean to me," he told her. "You really don't."

At this point she was willing to go along with anything he wanted.

"Baby," he told her, "I'm crazy to screw you. Just get down there on your knees and worship my pecker. That's what I like. A woman who appreciates a man's cock."

She proved that she could. For she pulled his long, thick penis to her mouth. She sucked smoothly on it as he rode her.

"Eat it," he told her. "Suck my pecker. Go ahead, baby, suck it off. That's what I want you to do. Suck me."

She sucked on his penis smoothly. He enjoyed the sensation of her mouth slipping back and forth across his cock.

"I like it," he exclaimed. "Just like that. Now you're doing it, darling. Suck. Suck it."

Her mouth movements appealed to him. He enjoyed the sensation she was providing. All at once his cock exploded. His hot, white cream shot down her throat. She gulped joyously.

"Eat it," he told her enticingly. "Every drop of it."

She finished him off. Then looking up at him through tear-dimmed eyes she told him the truth.

"I've been hustling," she confessed. She got to her feet and turned away from him.

"You don't want me," she said sadly. "I've been a no-good wife, damn it." He shook his head.

"Baby, it doesn't mean a thing," he told her. "Not if you really care about me. We can forget what happened. Sure, I used to play around. I'm ashamed of myself, but I did."

"All right," she said, "forget it."

Now they were closer than ever before.

"Baby, you're beautiful," he whispered enticingly. "You don't know how much you mean to me."

She wrapped her arms around him. And then he reached for her pussy.

"You sucked me," he told her, "and now I'm gonna show you that even the king can get on his knees."

He got on his knees. And then he reached up and pulled off her panties.

"Take off your skirt, too," he told her. "I want to lick you."

When she was totally nude, he let his tongue slip gingerly back and forth across her vagina. She loved the sensation of his tongue licking at her pussy.

"That's the way to do it," she told him. "Oh, baby, keep it up."

Passionately his tongue moved back and forth across her pussy. She was getting more and more excited.

"Oh, baby," she told him, "that's what I want you to do. Lick me. Lick me like that."

It wasn't going to be much longer before she came.

"Yes, yes," she told him intensely, "I love it. Just like that. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, love me."

He got excited. And she was thrilled, too.

"Oh, honey," she told him. "Now you're doing it. Yes, baby, love me."

Their passionate lovemaking continued. It wasn't going to be much longer now.

"I want you," she told him. "I need you."

His tongue whipped into her pussy. His hands gripped her ass cheeks. He sucked her tightly. His tongue licked up and down her clit. Even though he was not as skilled as some of the men she had made it with who had eaten her pussy in a spectacular way, she didn't care. For her husband was giving her the best demonstration of affection she had ever known. Many times he had insisted that she go down on him. She had rejected it. Then she got so she wanted it. But he didn't want to try anything different. Now they had met. With mutual, lusty desires they were not afraid to explore their bodies.

"Eat me," she begged him. "Suck me, darling. Just what I want. Just what I need. Yes, yes."

Passionately he went on licking and sucking her. She could hardly stand it.

Now she was juicing. His hot tongue swept inside of her and he ate her. All his inhibitions were. lost. He had forgiven her for playing around. And he was appreciating her. At last they were meeting sexually as they should have done when they first got married.

Content

Jerry Jones
Wife's Anal Perversion

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12