Chapter 1
Tina Maxwell lay naked on her bed. It was two in the morning, already Saturday, and she hadn't slept a wink. Here she was, a sexy, good-looking, thirty-three-year-old female, still sleeping alone almost every night. She saw life passing her by and leaving her behind.
She flicked on the lamp and looked at herself in the wall mirror, the same mirror, ironically, that her husband Norman had put up when they were first married so he and Tina could watch themselves fuck. But that was fifteen years ago and Norman wasn't much interested in fucking Tina these days.
Tina studied her well-developed body in the mirror. There they were, her large, succulent tits, just aching for a tongue, a set of lips, a finger, a toe-anything, anything to play with them. She had long, smooth legs, shapely feet, suckable toes, and a sexy navel-a navel that used to drive all the boys wild when Tina was still a teenage cunt in a bikini.
She turned her crotch toward the mirror and spread her legs wide. There it was-her hairy, horny, aching pussy, wet and glistening in the dim lamplight, just waiting for a cock, a tongue, a finger, a toe, anything, anything to fuck it and make it feel good.
She reached between her legs and squeezed her hairy pussylips. The fat lips were hot and wet, pulsating with need. She massaged the moist, sensitive inner lips with her fingertips. Her pussy-flesh tingled. Her clit quivered.
She stroked up and down the length of her stiff little clit. It trembled under her fingers like a tiny heart. It ached with desire. It ached for a big, hard, slippery cock to rub against.
Tina probed deeper between her cunt lips, then wormed her finger up inside her hot pussy to the hilt. The lips snapped shut around her finger and sucked at it as she worked it in and out, rubbing pleasure into her throbbing cunt walls. In and out, in and out, she drilled her finger, making the thrills tingle through her cunt. Her cunt drooled, and her fucking finger made a squishing sound.
She lay back, fucking her pussy lazily, taking her time. She was in no hurry. She had all the time in the world. Maybe she'd just lie there all night and enjoy herself, finger-fucking her pussy silly. Who was to stop her?
She tossed her blonde hair from side to side. She stroked her large, succulent tits with her free hand, and tickled the stiff red nipples with the ends of her long hair. Then she rolled her quivering nipples between her finger and thumb.
"Ummmm, feels so good," she muttered, watching her hands caress her tits and pussy.
The sight of herself making love to her own body suddenly reminded her of how alone she was, of how deprived she was. Here she was, a sexy, voluptuous woman. She had the tits and ass of a nineteen-year-old sex queen. She had full, sensual lips and beautiful soft hair. She had a pussy that knew how to fuck, but she was capable of teasing the cum out of any man with her looks alone. Then why, she asked herself, had she been fated to marry a man who never cared about her, a man she would only see on two weekends a month, if she were lucky, a man who had gone to pot, a man who loved his hard hat and steel beams more than he ever loved her, a man who would condescend just once or twice a month to deposit his cum in her?
She and Norman had been married for fifteen years now, and for nearly all of their married life, Norman had been working out of town, in one faraway city or another. She had never even gotten to know him. She wasn't even sure how he spent his time. He supposedly constructed buildings all day, played cards with the boys all evening, and slept all night. She found it hard to imagine that he slept alone.
He'd usually make it home on the second and last Fridays of each month. He'd also usually come home grumpy and half-drunk, lie around all weekend watching TV, and head back to the big city Sunday afternoon after giving Tina a few fucks. Tina was sure he was delighted to leave.
After fifteen years of this, Tina had resigned herself to the horrible idea that she'd be living like this until one or the other of them died. What a fool she had been to marry the man! But what else could she have done at the time?
She had been eighteen, and pregnant, and crazy about him, and maybe even a little bit in love. She truly believed that after they were married and she bore his child they would live happily ever after. She was literally giddy with a sense of good fortune at the time. She'd trapped the man of her dreams.
Tina had been hot for Norman all through high school. Every girl in town was hot for him. For a girl to go out with Norman-all-state fullback, super-sexy, super-cool, handsome, the most desired stud in town-to go out with Norman was the ultimate dream of every teen cunt in town. There wasn't a girl around who wouldn't trade twenty years of her life for a single date. And Tina was no exception. She'd made an absolute fool of herself going after him that warm morning in the spring of her senior year.
She was seventeen, at the peak of her ripe, female voluptuousness. Her cunt juice was flowing like the sap in the trees. She had spring fever. She was horny all the time. She was so horny she was finger-fucking her pussy at least five times a day, and always she thought about Norman when she did it.
"Norman!" she'd gasp. "Oh, Norman!" Norman, with his muscular arms and chest, his beautiful golden-haired legs, his fiery dark eyes, and bold masculine features. He was one-hundred percent man, one-hundred percent stud!
Norman was so desired that he had never once had to go after a girl. Girls went after him like flies after shit. They threw themselves on their knees, begging him for a date. That was one reason Tina didn't get a date with him those first few years of high school. She had too much pride to beg. She knew she was something special too. She was one of the hottest chicks in town. But Norman wasn't about to stoop to going after a girl, no matter how hot she was.
Thus, as graduation neared, Tina began to realize that she was never going to get fucked by Norman unless she made a move on him. And the more she realized it, the hornier she got. Eventually, as the days passed, she got desperate. She wanted Norman's cock up her cunt more than anything. And, on that warm spring morning her desire reached a crisis point.
She got out of bed hot and exhausted that morning. She hadn't slept all night. She had tossed and turned, her pussy burning up with frustrated lust. Somehow she knew it was now or never, and she resolved to get Norman any way she could. And she resolved to get him that very morning!
It was already seven when she jumped out of bed. Norman would be hopping into his car to go to school at seven-thirty, just a half-hour away. Tina knew Norman's habits. Unknown to him, she'd been taking notes on his comings and goings for three years. After leaving home, Norman would drive to McDonalds for breakfast. From there he'd drive on to school.
That would give Tina about an hour to get him and enjoy him, but she had to do it that very morning or she'd throw herself off a cliff with frustration.
She packed her school clothes in her bag and slipped into her bikini. She quickly brushed her hair, then ran down the stairs and out the front door without her mother seeing her. She trotted down the sidewalk, her heart pounding with anxiety and lust.
Tina was so worked up that she barely even felt the stones her bare feet occasionally stepped on. She hardly even heard the shrill, taunting whistles coming from nearly every car that passed by her, and she didn't care anyway. All she cared about was getting Norman. She was obsessed.
She ran faster the further she went. She thought for sure she was going to miss him. As she ran, her bikini top worked itself looser and looser, but she didn't have time to stop and tie it up again.
She was a block away from his house when she spotted him. He was already climbing into his car! She rushed to the curb as he pulled out of the driveway. She dropped her bag and tried to catch her breath. As Norman approached, she put her thumb in the air and smiled as seductively as she could under the circumstances.
Norman took one look at her and slammed on the brakes.
"Hey, Tina, baby," he yelled out the window. "Don't tell me you're going to school dressed like that. I mean, it's cool by me, but what about the P.T.A.? " He laughed, but his eyes were nearly popping out of his skull.
"Hi, Norman," Tina said, trying to keep cool. "No, I'm just going to the beach for a quick swim before school. It's such a beautiful, warm day, you know. You wouldn't be going that way, would you?" n
"Sure, honey, I pass right by there. Hop in."
Tina's heart raced, and she bent quickly to pick up her bag. Immediately, her bikini top fell off and her oversized tits bounced out and jiggled in the sunshine. The air made her quivering red nipples get hard.
"For Christsake!" she said, trying to sound upset. She was somewhat embarrassed, but she was so excited that she not only didn't really care it had happened, but in a way she was glad it had happened. She just felt that much more sexy and less anxious.
As she slipped the cups back over her jiggling tits, Norman watched her with his mouth hanging open. She opened the car door and sat down on the seat next to him with her back turned toward him.
"Would you mind tying me up, Norman? I have trouble getting the knot right sometimes, as you've probably just noticed."
"Sure thing, honey," he said.
The moment his fingers touched her back, her skin tingled all over, and she had goose bumps from head to toe. Her pussy drooled, and the hot juice trickled from under the crotch of her bikini panties. Christ! she thought, here I am staining Norman's car seat! But then she thought it had probably been stained countless times before.
Her pussy drooled non-stop as they drove along. The scent of her cunt filled the car. She glanced at Norman. His nostrils were flared. His face was flushed. And his forehead was beaded with sweat. She looked between his legs. His pants bulged over his groin as if he had a softball stuffed inside them.
This is it, baby, she told herself. Now is the time. It's now or never. She wiggled her ass closer to him and put her arm around his neck. She breathed in his ear. He turned his head slightly and licked her nose. Her cunt contracted and her whole body trembled.
"Ohhhh, Norman, I want you!" she suddenly blurted out. She hadn't really intended to say it that way, but the words flew out of her mouth before she had a chance to stop them.
"Jesus Christ!" Norman muttered, fumbling with the zipper of his jeans.
"Let me help," Tina gasped. She unsnapped his jeans and immediately reached inside his underwear. She felt his hot, smooth, monstrous cock throb into her hand.
Tina could hardly believe the way it felt in her hand. It was so big! It was so hot! The head of it was silky-smooth and burning like a hot coal. Wads of thick, hot, slippery juice oozed from the piss-slit at its tip. Tina wiped the cum up with her fingers and tasted it.
Delicious! Sweet! The best stud-juice she'd ever tasted.
Norman squirmed in the car seat as if he had ants crawling up his ass. The car weaved all over the road.
"Ohhhhh, baby, suck it," he moaned. "Go down on my cock and suck it."
"Ummmm, yessss," Tina hissed, struggling to get his jeans and underwear down.
Norman lifted his ass, and Tina tugged them down to his knees. His monstrous prick stood straight up in the air twitching. The big glossy head looked like a luscious-apple. A pearl of clear, thick pre-cum balanced on the tip. Tina moaned and fell into his lap, sucking up his eight-inch cock instantly.
The feel of his fat, hard prick throbbing in her mouth, sliding back and forth against her tongue and the walls of her mouth, the feel of the spongy, smooth head lodged in her throat-gave her pussy such a thrill that she almost came immediately. Her body was on fire from head to toe.
She rolled the big, salty cock in her mouth, and swallowed the thick gobs of pre-cum oozing from the piss-slit. She gripped the base of his rock-hard cockshaft in her hand, and began fucking her mouth with it. She clamped her jaws down hard and sucked. Norman's cock jerked in response to each movement of her head and mouth.
"Ohhhh, yeahhhh," he moaned. "Suck the jizz right out of that cock."
Tina responded to his words with intensified sucking. She worked on his cock like a calf on a tit. She tongued his luscious prick as she sucked, licking up and down the length of the shaft, and twirling her tongue around the hot, silky-smooth head. She darted her tongue again and again at the sensitive underside of his cock.
When she licked the head, Norman groaned and began humping his loins. Tina sucked faster and harder. Oh, baby, shoot it! she thought. Shoot that jizz! Let me have it right down the throat!
Norman's cock jerked and throbbed spastically. He moaned and muttered to himself. His cockhead ballooned in her throat, and his balls swelled under her hand, churning in their sac.
Norman gasped, and slammed on the brakes. "Ohhhhh, yeahhhh, I'm coming," he whined. "Ohhhh, yeahhhh, fuck, ahhhh."
His hot jism exploded down Tina's throat. It came thick and heavy, nearly choking her. It came sweet and salty at the same time, and she sucked it down as if it were the nectar of the gods. Norman grabbed her head and forced it up and down over his spurting cock.
"Ahhhh, ohhhhh, yeahhhh," he whined. "It feels so good."
The feel of Norman's prick throbbing and spurting in her mouth, and the taste of his jism sliding down her throat, made Tina's cunt burn and throb and ache more than she could stand. She squeezed her thighs together hard and furiously, working to set off the orgasmic sensations in her on loins. Her pussylips squirmed and squished against each other between her pumping thighs. Her hot juice gushed out. The delicious feelings mounted in her cunt. Her pussylips swelled and throbbed. Suddenly her loins exploded with the ecstatic sensations.
"Ummmm, ummmmm, ummmm," she moaned as she writhed with the beautiful feelings. Her mouth was still stuffed full of spurting cock.
The hot tingles came from deep in her cunt and spread in waves all through her loins. Her toes and nipples and tongue all quivered with the tingling feelings. She let go and squirmed and cooed and sucked. She was totally lost in her orgasm. She was in heaven.
Norman's jizz just kept coming, flooding her belly. And her pussy gushed, drenching the car seat under her ass with hot pussy juice.
"Ohhhh, baby," Norman groaned. "You are some hot chick."