Chapter 1
Dick Major lay stretched out on his bed. He was feeling good this morning. The early light streaming in through the window was bright and dear. It was going to be a nice day. It had been great so far. He and his wife had just enjoyed a tremendous fuck.
He heard the steady stream of the shower slow and stop. He could hear Susan humming to herself as she dried herself off and performed all the little rituals peculiar to women.
Closing his eyes, he imagined how she looked in there her short hair wet and plastered to her head, framing her striking, big-eyed face. He could imagine her slowly massaging her firm round tits with the towel until the pink nipples stood up firm and inviting. Then the towel was moving down to her flat belly and her sculptured hips. Her fingers lingered in the small, curly vee of her pubic hair. Susan never could resist a chance to play with herself a little, even after she had just been well-fucked.
A smile creased Dick's mouth. His cock was throbbing under the covers, as hard and insistent as it had been earlier in the morning. Good old cock, he thought, always ready when I need him. He slipped his fingers down under the covers and caressed the pulsing shaft gently.
Should he or shouldn't he?
The answer wasn't long in coming.
"Dick, darling, would you mind bringing me my make-up bag? I left it on the dresser."
That settled it. When Susan saw his bloodswollen cock, he wouldn't be able to get away ... even if he wanted to.
He said nothing. He rose to his feet and walked into the bathroom, his stiff shaft swaying between his thighs. He stood just inside the door and smiled at his wife.
"Hi, honey ... where's my ... ooohhhhh! Is that for me?" Her brown eyes stared in undisguised admiration at his fleshy cock-shaft.
"Sure is, baby. I was lying in there thinking about you, and look what happened! Any ideas what we can do with it?"
Her toilet forgotten, she walked over to her husband and stood directly in front of him. Her slender fingers wound carefully around his prick while her lips sought his hungrily. "I never do get enough of you, baby," she murmured, " ... and I've always got ideas." Her fingers worked lazily along his cock, toying with it, teasing it into greater rigidity. At the same time, her tongue poked and prodded against Dick's. Their meeting was at the same time sensual and un-rushed. They knew the pleasure was there for the taking. They could take it at their leisure.
"Feels good, baby," he whispered into her mouth. "I love the way you touch my cock." His fingers reached for the tight curls at her crotch. He shoved a little farther inward and struck her slippery clitoris.
"Mmmmmmm ... ni-i-i-ce!" She spread her legs a little, inviting him to work between her legs at will. The lewd movements of her tongue told him she was aroused, open, eager.
Dick moved his finger back until he'd found the yielding hole of her cunt. He sank one finger, then two, deep up inside and smiled to himself when she groaned huskily. Then, relishing his cruel mastery, he pulled the fingers back out. He pulled away from her kiss and put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her down onto hands and knees in front of him.
The mushroom tip of his cock just grazed the tip of her nose.
"I want you to suck it for me, baby!" His rough words betrayed the building intensity of his excitement. The thought of making his wife get down on her knees and suck his prick right here on the bathroom floor titillated the hell out of him.
Obviously Susan was just as excited as her husband. With a low groan, she opened her mouth wide and encircled the tumescent girth of his prick with her lips. They sucked hungrily on their meaty prize, coating his shaft with a shiny film of saliva. Dick stared at the way her lips worked over his cock. The lewd sight combined with her oral stimulation to bring his cock to rock-hardness.
"Oh, baby! ... That's the way! ... Do it ... yeah! ... Suck my cock, Susie!" Dick threw his blond head back in ecstasy and guided the movements of his wife's head with his fingertips, forcing her to take his whole length deep into her throat. Though it was exciting to hold her down, Dick knew full well that Susan needed no coaxing to drive her to her task. She was performing a labor of love ... and lust.
Susan's thumb and forefinger formed a tight ring around the base of Dick's cock that worked back and forth along the, length in rhythm with her mouth. She was creating a double sensation for him one hard and insistent, the other soft and wet and alluring. "Mmmmmmm!" She licked hungrily at a few drops of pre-seminal fluid that seeped from the slit in the glans. She loved the taste so salty and tangy, so masculine! The flavor incited her to further efforts over his engorged prick.
"Jee-zuz, woman! Christ, you have got some mouth!" Susan had sucked Dick's cock many times, but he never failed to be surprised anew at her skill, at the incredible excitement she could wield with one spongy tongue and a few added stimulants. Her fingers worked with practiced familiarity over his rod. Her lips kissed him there with an ardor that was at once tender and sexy. She drove him right beyond himself into a realm of unthinking, unquestioning ecstasy.
Neither knew how much time elapsed as Susan knelt on the floor in front of her husband, assiduously socking his cock. Dick could feel the tension building, building, deep in his balls. He knew if Susan kept this up, he was going to cum, right into her throat.
But right now he wanted something more. He wanted some more pussy. He wanted to reward her for her slavish efforts over his cock, and he wanted to bury his throbbing length deep in her juicy little cunt.
He reached down and pulled her roughly to her feet. "Come on, woman. Bend over that sink. I wanna fuck you!" His words were harsh. They seethed with lust. Dick loved fucking his beautiful wife. The prospect always filled him with gut-wrenching anticipation.
Susan's eyes were glazed with her own excitement. She turned obediently to the sink and bent over it, watching her expression in the mirror, watching her husband as he guided his turgid rod toward her wet pussy. "Oh God, yes, Dick! Fuck me! I want you to fuck me!" She had already showered for the day. Now she would have to shower again. This was one of the things she loved best about her husband the way he would be ready for sex at the most unexpected moments, anytime, anywhere. Sex with Dick was never dull.
Dick found the greedy entrance to his wife's snatch and shoved. His cock was embedded in hot, clinging pussy.
"Aaaiieeeee! Oh Dick, it's good, honey! It's good!". At once, she thrust her buttocks back, urging him to stroke into her, deep and hard.
Dick needed no urging. Once his prick had got its first taste of cunt, it began to work insistently back and forth, spreading her vaginal walls wide. He skewered her deep on each in-stroke, relishing the way his cock-tip glided right up against her cervix, far inside. "Aaahhhhh, yeah ... it's good pussy, Susie‚! Feels great in there!"
They looked at each other in the mirror, enjoying the look of lust in the other's face. While their genitals clashed wetly, they made love with their eyes, telling each other how good it was.
"Jee-zuz! ... Oh God ... Dick! ... I'm cumming-g-g!" Susan's eyes clenched shut as she shoved her ass back hard to take all of him deep into her. To drive the demons of orgasmic lust from her body. The sensation was intense. Her knees began to tremble, with the effort of remaining on her feet.
Titillated by the sight of his wife's face as she writhed out her climax, Dick began to ram her longer, deeper, harder, until he too was faced with the, point of no return. "Christ, baby, here I cummmmmm!" His cock squirted his hot load deep into her spasming belly. He clung to her as she clung to the sink for support.
At last they stood up and wrapped their arms' around one another in a long, close embrace. "Dick, darling, you are the world's most wonderful lover, you know that?"
"Your word's good enough for me, baby!"
She looked at him skeptically. "Don't tell me your girl friends don't tell you the same thing?"
"Well ... sometimes ... but you're my number one fan, baby!"
She giggled. "And you're mine. Come on. Let's take a shower together."
When they were dressed they went downstairs for coffee and orange juice. Both were figure conscious. They took only one regular meal a day, at night. "Susan was an ex-model, tall and trim and shapely. Dick had been her photographer on several assignments. Lust had eventually turned to love and they had married after living together for six months. Though she no longer modeled, Susan designed clothes for a company she had worked for as a model. Dick had become one of the top local commercial photographers. They were happy together, though their relationship had broadened to include other sex partners.
"I'll be glad when we get moved into our new place, Dick. In my mind, I've already left this place."
"All I hope is that we have some sexy new neighbors."
"Dick, you're incorrigible! The first problem is going to be whether there'll be anyone around we can even talk to, let alone fuck! I don't know how I'll get along with the suburban housewife circuit."
"Well, darling, don't forget this is the upper crust of suburban housewives. By the way, I forgot to tell you. I did find out who one of our neighbors will be. One of the guys told me Tom Hunnicutt lives right down the street from the new place. Tom's a swell guy. He's an executive at Reynolds' Ad Agency. You'll like him. I haven't met his wife, but ... "
"Is he cute?"
"I'd say by female standards, he's a real 'fox'."
"Then I'll like him."
"Now who's being incorrigible! Before I give you permission to do anything rash, I'll have to check out his wife and see if she rates."
"Since when do I need your permission, darling? As long as she's got two legs with a hole between them, I'm sure she'll suit your purposes."
"Uh-uh-uh! The claws are coming out. I better be going to work before you decide to tear me apart limb from limb."
Susan rose to kiss her husband as he slipped on his sports jacket. "I wouldn't tear you apart, darling, but I might eat you." Her brown eyes sparkled mischievously. She reached up and rumpled his longish blond hair. "God, you're a good-looking man!" She reached down and squeezed his cock.
"Hey, sexy baby! I better get out of here before I feel the urgent need to screw you again." He kissed her one last time. "And baby ... you can eat me any old time you want. You don't even have to make an appointment."
"Gee, thanks. You're a real sweetheart." She watched him walk out to the car. His long lean good looks turned her on even from a distance. Her cunt throbbed with memories of the morning's play. She was pleased she and Dick had found each other. Susan had never known a man whose sexuality so perfectly matched her own.
Happy as she was with her husband, Susan was not above thinking about and screwing other men. As she sipped her second cup of coffee, she thought about Tom Hunnicutt and the new house.
She was looking forward to the move. She was ready for some new talent.