Chapter 3

Al Malone entered the bedroom, nude, and found his beautiful blonde wife stretched out on the bed, equally nude. She had bathed before him, and he had expected her to be half-dressed by now.

"You'd better get a move on if you want me to take you out to dinner."

"I can wait for dessert" she purred, her blue eyes moving over his body with interest. They stopped at the long, thick hunk of cock meat hanging between his legs. "Right now I'm hungry for something else."

"You're insatiable," he chuckled. He had already fucked her just an hour before when he'd gotten home from work.

"Aren't you?" Mona replied, spreading her thighs so the cunt lips buried in her thick bush yawned open.

Al's eyes swept her lush, blonde-haired loveliness. "Woman, you look delicious, lying there like that!"

Mona smiled. It gave her considerable satisfaction to know that, after four years of marriage, this handsome brute of a man still found her desirable.

She certainly dug him—especially as he was now, with his huge muscular body on total display. His curcumcised prick, though flaccid at the moment, hung thick and long in front of a pair of jumbo balls. He had dark hair, craggy facial features, and the biggest dick she had ever seen on a man.

"Don't you feel like a little more, honey ... maybe?" She squeezed her cunt muscles and made the lips of her pussy open and close.

Al let his eyes wander over her luscious, rounded tits, her slim waist, her softly-curved belly, and her rich, womanly hips. Finally, the tuft of blonde hair at the base of her white belly, where her full thighs converged, captured and held his attention.

Mona shaved her pubic hair at the sides and top so that it formed only a small vertical patch on the lips of her pussy. He had told her, the first time they had fucked, that he liked it that way, and she had retained the style to please him.

Now as he gazed at the glossy little pelt, she parted her legs farther, revealing the succulent center of her cunt. It was rosy and moist from her bath.

"You witch!" Al growled, and he dropped to his knees on the king-sized bed.

He gripped her lovely thighs from underneath and spread them as wide as they would go. He bent to the unfolded lips between them.

Mona sighed with pleasure as his mouth burrowed hungrily into her cunt. His tongue lanced deep into the sweet pussy, but, unlike a lance, it wiggled and lapped. She closed her eyes and arched upwards, pressing her pubic bone hard against his face.

He licked in and out of her heated cunt and up across her clit, causing her to release a long, appreciative, "Ooooohrmhhhhh!" He raised his head and smiled at her. His prick was now a veritable battering ram, throbbing out and upward, steel-stiff, thick as a post, and ten and a half inches long. Its plump, purplish head gleamed dully as it pointed at her.

Mona scrambled around, titties bouncing, and fitted her lips to the end of his meat. They sucked and slid sensuously while her hand fondled his taut testicles. Al groaned. He tensed and jabbed his big prick at her, sinking it more deeply into her mouth. "

Her tongue laved the cockhead and her lips sucked greedily. She groaned. Without warning, she jerked her mouth away, letting the huge, rock-hard cock bob free.

"Damn you," he moaned as he gave her a flushed grin. "Why didn't you finish it?"

"I don't want you to go off too fast," Mona giggled. "I like to enjoy a good meal!"

"Okay," he smiled. "Let's go eat."

"Oh, you bastard," she laughed. "All right, come back here. But massage me a little. I love it when you work me up with your fingers first!"

"Okay," he sighed. "Roll over!"

She did. He began to expertly manipulate her tight muscles. She began to relax. He did a thorough job, from her shoulders to the soles of her feet.

"Now the front."

He looked at her inviting pussy spread out before him. His cock was beginning to drip.

His hands kneaded her belly. He felt her hand slip around his already rigid cock and begin to work its massaging magic.

"You bitch," he murmured lightly, lying down beside her. "You're a menace."

She leaned over and kissed his nipples as she stroked his prick firmly. She let her hand slide the full length of his massive meat and he began to quiver. Slowly, she trailed her tongue down the center of his body, stopping at strategic points to kiss and nip and suck. Al's cock grew even larger and more rigid in her hand. When her mouth reached a point just above the start of his pubic hair, she switched her hody around.

"Eat me, honey!" she pleaded. "Eat my pussy while I suck your dick again!"

"Jesus, baby, don't you ever get enough?"

"No, never. Hurry, please!"

"God," he groaned, knowing that she should be up and away, but also knowing that he would ache all night if he didn't let her take him off. His hands slipped between her legs and his fingers trailed along her already soaking cuntal lips. Her ass began to gyrate as he fingered her lushly swollen pussy lips.

She raised her head and applied her sucking mouth to the swelling, red crown of his dick. She let her tongue travel around the edge and dip into the little slit. She sucked the drops of lubricant that oozed to the taut surface. Her mouth widened and she had the head safely within the confines of her suctioning cheeks.

Each time Mona slid up to the head, she went back down on it a little more. The head was scraping her palate and starting down her throat. She started to gag and decided there was no way in the world she could take it all in her mouth, as much as she wanted to. She had to be satisfied with the mouthful she had and let her hand take care of the rest. Her head slid up and down as her hand wrapped around the lower part of the shaft, accompanying her head movement. The other hand fondled his loaded sac lovingly.

More and more Al's hip movements became animated as she increased her activity on his prick. The cum was stirring, beginning to spew out. He grabbed Mona by the thighs, spread her legs and placed her astride his face. His hands grabbed her by the cheeks of her ass and pulled down as his tongue slipped between her cunt lips and attacked her tender clitoris. He could hear her muted sobs as he flayed the taut flesh.

They drove each other closer and closer to an orgasm, he with his face buried deep in her writhing cunt and she with her face impaled on his huge cock.

They ate each other like starving animals, gorging their appetites on the meat of each other's bodies. They couldn't hold back any longer.

Mona pushed her cunt hard against his face as she exploded. She contracted her pussy lips and squeezed his face between her legs, making him dizzy as he licked her pussy fluids.

"I'm coming, baby," Al groaned. "I want it in } you!" I

Mona whirled around, her massive tits bobbing up and down, the forest of her cunt hair folding over to hide her juice-dripping lower lips.

"Do you wanna fuck me on the floor, bent over the bed, or where?" she breathed, moving close, digging her gorgeous tits into his chest and kissing

him hotly. She bit his lips and gored her long, red tongue into his mouth, almost all the way down his throat.

"Where do you want it?" he panted.

He caught his breath as she ground her belly against his cock, crushing it between her thighs and his.

"Fuck me while I lean over the bed," she moaned, offering her body to him for quick caresses, kisses and sucks before she turned away from him.

She leaned over the bed and flattened her hands on the mattress. At the same time, she spread her legs wide and hunched her beautiful naked ass into the air in front of his cock.

Al crouched until he was just under the twin globes of her ass. He reached down and parted the luscious cheeks with his thumbs. Her asshole was extended, relaxed, willing to take his big prick. Below it, the pouch of her cunt spread also with lustful invitation. Its thick, hairy lips oozed the juice of her passion.

Al grasped his cock and swirled it up and down the length of her slit from her asshole to her clit.

"If you want to stick it up my ass, it's okay," Mona sighed. "But get it good and juicy in my cunt first."

Al didn't wait for a second offer. He ground the head of his dick around and around the lubricated lips of her sweet pussy. Then he shoved it in her cunt until the hilt was home and his balls slapped hard against her clit.

"Oh, yeah, you got a cock, lover!" she wailed, grinding her ass and cunt backward into his body.

Al continued to fuck her pussy until his cock was slick with the wet sweetness of her cunt juice. He clutched the satiny bulges of her ass cheeks, one in each hand, as he drove his giant prick in and out of her clutching cunt-hole.

"Squeeze 'em, darling!" Mona cried. "Squeeze 'em till they ache!"

He caressed and tore at her ass, spreading the cheeks and jamming a finger in the puckered hole just above his hammering cock. With the edge of his finger he could feel the rigid, slamming head of his cock through the thin membrane that separated her cunt from her asshole.

"Oh, damn, that feels great! Oh, God, do I love cock! Can you get your dick in there? In my asshole?"

"Hold still!"

Al lowered his cock from her cunt and grasped it with his right hand. Then he lifted his body until all his weight rested on the balls of his feet. He wormed the rubbery head between the cheeks of her ass and into her tight rear hole. The head was all he could get in without exerting a lot of pressure.

"You're tight," he grunted.

"Just for you, lover," Mona breathed. "Shove it on in my ass^hard!" She shivered and spread her legs wider.

"It's liable to hurt."

"Just the idea of being fucked in the ass makes me dizzy," she answered. "I don't care if it hurts—feed it to me!"

, A1. gathered all his strength in his hips. Then he lunged, propelling his big prick forward. He figured he'd be lucky to achieve an inch or so on the first drive.

Mona had a pleasant surprise for him. Her ass flesh parted easily, and his giant cock slithered at least three inches up her butt on the opening thrust.

It might not even hurt her at all, he realized with amazement.

He paused for a moment, re-gathering the power in his hips. Then farther and farther he pushed his prick home. Wave upon wave of erotic sensations swarmed over him as her butthole opened and welcomed his invasion. The ass passage was hot and spongy. It became looser and looser as he fucked into it, but it remained tight enough to give them both incredible friction.

Mona grunted and cried out with joy whenever his hot hands squashed her flesh.

They stayed glued together for a long time, his prick driving deeply into her ass time and time again. Her legs weakened and threatened to buckle.

"Let's get back up on the bed!"

"Yes, yes, let's do it. But don't take it out. Please, don't take your cock out!"

Still locked together, like two fucking dogs, they managed to crawl up onto the bed. Al's cock stayed locked inside her grasping asshole and his hand quickly returned to fondle and knead her marvelous tits.

Mona crouched on her hands and knees as far as she could without breaking the coupling. Then she fell, gently, face forward onto the pillow. Al rode her down. His cock slipped out almost to the knob, but he managed to keep it inside her hot, throbbing channel.

Once he was sure she was steady., he again impaled her asshole with a giant thrust. His prick returned to the very depths of her belly, but his lunge had been so strong that it propelled Mona forward and down until she was flat on her stomach with her arms and legs spread-eagled around her.

He didn't even pause. "Now you're really gonna get some cock!" he shouted.

"Yes, yes!" she wailed. "I can take it... all of it! Give it to me! Fuck me, dammit... FUCK ME!"

Over and over again he hammered her. The fury of his lunges shook the bed. She grunted and shivered, unintelligible words erupting from her constricted throat.

The storm gathered in AFs thighs. He pumped faster and faster. His hands tore into her tits. The storm became more and more urgent, then it broke. He was drenched in a downpour of pure, sweet ecstasy.

Mona screamed with joy as she felt his hot cum shoot up the tunnel of her ass to bathe her bowels with fire. She tore at her clit and soon she, too, was writhing in the ecstasy of her own come.

Her long, wailing moans told him that she was getting her come off. He fucked her in unrelenting fury, still pouring his white juice into her asshole.

Together they roared through the climax and then fell in a pile on the bed. He eased his cock out of her wet asshole and lay gasping beside her. Neither of them could speak for a long time.

"Jesus," he said at last, "that was fantastic."

"Then do it again!" Mona hissed. "Only this time in my cunt!"

"No, dammit, I'm hungry. Let's go eat."

"Oh, all right," the pert blonde laughed. "Let me sponge out the mess you made in my ass."

She headed for the bathroom and stopped when the phone started an insistent ring.

"Hello? Angela? Oh, my God ... sure, sure, baby, it's okay, of course you can. We'll pick you up at the Hastings Station at midnight."

She replaced the receiver and turned to face Al.

"That was Angela."

"Yeah, I figured. What's up?"

"She's finally had it with that asshole husband of hers."

"It's about time," Al sighed.

"She wants to spend a few weeks with us until she can get her head together. It's okay with you, isn't it, honey?"

"Sure. Hell, yes." It was all Al could"do to keep a straight face. He'd wanted to fuck Mona's beautiful sister since the first time he'd seen her. Who knows, he thought, with that big-titted young redhead right here in the house with them, he just might get the job done.

The train out from the city was crowded. Angela was lucky to find a seat between two men. One was a young business executive and the other a rather portly man with a clerical collar.

Angela was^ still burning from Ben's treatment. Looking at the two men, she thought how sweet a revenge it would be to blow both of them right there on the train and then tell Ben about it.

As if he had read her mind, the man of the cloth on her left started leering at her. When the train started, he began rubbing his leg against hers.

Angela was surprised but she was a long way from annoyed. She wished she weren't so damn shy. She would have rubbed his leg .back and slid her hand into his lap.

Instead, she lifted a leg and crossed her knees. In so doing, she exposed a lot of her shapely, nylon-sheathed legs. She was delighted at the way the men kept eyeing her legs and she managed to get her dress to ride a little higher by jerking movements of her knees. Angela got a lot of satisfaction from the way the men responded.

Rss on you, Ben, just piss on you. A lot of men are attracted to me, and almost any one of them could probably do a better job of satisfying me than you could!

Her eyes fell to the front of the preacher's crotch. She saw quite a bulge at the front of his tightly fitted black trousers. Fancy being able to give a bishop a hard-on by just showing him a bit of leg! She smiled to herself and wished she had been able to really give him a view that would get him fully excited.

Putting her hands on her knees, she turned slightly sideways away from him as if to make herself more comfortable. Then when her skirt had risen enough to show off a glimpse of her ass, she eased herself again down and around so that her thigh was rubbing against the side of his leg and thigh.

She enjoyed the way he wriggled, his eyes never leaving where his body touched hers.

Then Angela noticed that the salesman-type on the other side of her was noticing and obviously wanting in on the game.

Her face blushed red and she carefully slid away from the preacher to the center of the seat. As she did, her eyes fell on a young boy of about sixteen directly across from her. From the lewd grin on his face it was obvious that he, too, had caught all the action.

Suddenly Angela wished that there was another woman in the compartment. She knew she would then feel a little safer. That is, if she wanted to feel safe. She was still so mad at Ben that she wasn't sure.

As the miles and the time wore on, she became more and more conscious of the men's stares and the occasional touch of their legs against hers.

Finally she went to the rest room. As she peed, she thought about touching her clit and bringing herself off. But she didn't. It would only make her hotter and more frustrated.

She was about to open the door, when it was shoved violently against her and a man stepped into the tiny cubicle with her.

"Wha ... what?"

"Shit, lady, I saw you playin' kneesy with that preacher."

It was the boy with the leering grin. The grin was even wider now and he had a monstrous bulge in the front of his pants.

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

"The fuck you don't, lady. You're as hot as a fire cracker and about ready to explode."

Oh, God, she thought, did it show that much? Could even this young boy see her wild frustration? Then the boy was fumbling at the front of his pants.

Oh no, he's taking his prick out!

Angela couldn't believe her eyes. This couldn't be happening to her. It had to be a dream, a very bad dream!

Then his pants fell down to his ankles. His cock is huge, she thought, as she saw three inches of the shaft above the elastic band of his shorts. The cockhead was right against his navel.

"Take my shorts down!"

"No, no, you ... we can't do this!"

"The fuck we can't," the boy said, pushing her down to the seat and thrusting his pelvis forward.

His prick was right in front of her face. She looked down, unable to get herself to look at that thing in his shorts. He ran his fingers through her long hair. She shuddered as she felt his hands slide off onto her shoulders. He revolted her. Disgusted her. Everything about him made her sick. She wanted to kill him.

"Now."

He grabbed a handful of hair and forced her head up. She gazed as he inched his cock into her face, sliding the bulge across her lips. The smell choked her nostrils.

"I'm a very impatient guy."

"This is rape!" Angela whimpered.

"I don't think so. You're too willing and hot. Shit, look at you shake. Those big tits of yours can hardly stay in your bra. Do it!"

He was right. She wanted it. But she also wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. She grabbed the waistband of his shorts and yanked them down to the floor. As she sat back out of the way his thick cock dropped straight out like a draw-bridge. At first she looked away, but then kept glancing at it, mesmerized by its size. It was mammoth. She had never seen anything that big in her life. All the men she had seen were small in comparison. He looked like a horse. The head was shaped like a smooth mushroom with a tiny slit on top. She felt faint twinges in her cunt.

"Go ahead, touch it. I promise you it won't bite. It's yours, lady. All yours."

He swung his hips back and forth, sending his prick swinging sideways. She smiled and, catching herself, stopped. She couldn't take her eyes away. She wanted to run her fingers through the thick, kinky pubic hair sprouting out of the base of his dick. Oh, the things she could do with the big hairy huts slung low and full between his legs!

Angela's heart raced and her nipples hardened. She wanted to know what that big thing would feel like in her mouth and what it would feel like shoved up her cunt. She wanted to know. She had to know. She would know.

"Go ahead, lady," he said, lowering his voice, "slip your lips around it and suck me off."

Angela licked her lips and swallowed deeply. She felt a lump in her throat. If he was going to play games with her, she'd play his silly game too! She arched her fingers like a cat, spreading them around his hairy legs. Slowly, she scratched up and down his legs, tantalizing his flesh with her long nails. Up the outside, across the front, down the inside, just skimming his prick, back up the front, then back around to his fleshy ass cheeks. She felt his legs shiver as she drove deep into his soft cheeks. His young body trembled like jello but he didn't say a word, just stood there waiting for her.

She rounded her lips, leaving a small open hole at the center, then inched toward the domed top pulsating up and down with each beat of his heart. She released his ass, scraping her nails sensuously around his legs, stopping at the tips of the hairs growing out of his scrotum.

Inverting her hands, she brought her fingers together, reaching up, teasing the wrinkled sac hiding his balls. She surrounded thern and squeezed them and released them in rhythmic, pulsating movements.

The slight pain followed by rare pleasure started the sperm swirling, building up the pressure like a gusher. She slobbered saliva over her lips and pressed them against the head of his prick. She sucked in, creating a vacuum that held his massive meat firmly.

She released her suck and he fell back. With the deft movement of a snake she lunged, opening her mouth and striking the full length of his cock with her white teeth. As quickly as she touched his hot shaft, she bit firmly but gently and then released him.

The young man fell away, swaying back and forth.

She was playing with him and he loved it. Again and again she flicked her tongue along his meat. Again and again she kissed him. Like a kitten playing with a ball of yarn, she inched her mouth over, down and along the full length of his prick. First, she took an inch, then slid off. But each time she took more and more of his rod until finally the full length was in her mouth. She felt like gagging.

His cock swelled with each stroke. He was ready. The pressure was unbearable. Angela could feel it in his balls and in his prick. She stroked up and down faster and faster. She fondled his balls. He tasted hot and salty. She changed her blow job pace, from fast, quick jerking strokes to long, slow flickering ones.

His cock was fantastic, a marvel, and he was holding back his come. Angela just knew that this young boy would be a wild, wonderful fuck if she could get his cock in her cunt.

She started to pull her head off his meat but he held her in place with both hands. "No, lady, suck. Suck Tommy's big meat!"

Angela kept sucking, running her tongue around the big mushroom head and slipping the tip into his slit. Each time she exposed his slit, white droplets of cum oozed out onto the tip of her tongue.

She closed her eyes and floated on a mental high. She had had enough sucking, now she wanted his rod in her cunt. It was hot and swollen and her sweet, wet lubrication was already flowing down her legs.

She slipped her fingers down into her cunt, gliding them smoothly through the hair along the rim of her swollen lips, inching toward her clit.

There it was, rising like a small bud in a sea of pulsating flesh. She rotated it between her first and second fingers. Shivers and chills raced through her body, unleashing more of her own cum juices. Her breathing grew shallow and rapid. She was coming.

She pulled her mouth off his dick and slid back on the stool, lifting her legs and spreading her knees as wide as she could. She put her feet on each side of him, flat against the wall, and pulled the crotchband of her panties aside to bare her hot cunt.

"Fuck me with it! I want it!"

The young man leered down at her exposed pussy meat. "Jesus, you are a hot one, aren't ya?"

She watched as he stared at her inviting lips and the circular ring of hair lining the rim of her cunt.

"Come on and fuck me! Shove that rod of yours in so deep II 1 drink your cum when you drop your load. Shoot your wad and keep shooting until you run out of juice!"

He dropped down to the floor, resting on his knees. He slipped his hands under her knees, lifting her ass off the stool. Leaning forward, he pushed her legs wide and high in the air as he mounted and inserted his prick between the soft lips of her cunt.

Angela was wet, but her muscles were tight and he pushed hard, driving his rod deep into her cunt. She screamed with pain. He was no longer gentle. He had become an animal, showing no mercy, taking what he wanted.

God, she thought, a beautiful prick like that and all he is is another Ben.

"Stop!" she shrieked, trying to push him off. "You're too big, I can't take you! You're tearing me apart!"

He didn't listen, just kept humping her, drilling deeper and deeper. Pain tore through Angela's stomach. Tears poured down her cheeks. She pulled his hair, scratched his back, pushed his chest, but he wouldn't stop. He was lying on top of her how, pushing his body down so hard she couldn't catch her breath. He sounded like a steam engine. She couldn't move. Her legs felt like they were being torn apart.

But then he started getting to her. His meat was swelling against her clitoris. He was going to make her come; his dick was going to spray out the fire that had been building so long in her pussy. —

"Oh, yes! Oh, God, don't stop! Oh, shit, you're gonna make me come so good!"

But he came. Like a rocket blast, he exploded. It was fast and hard and he squeezed her like a bear as he peaked and squirted his hot, salty white jism into her hole.

"Oh shit, don't stop, DON'T! You've almost got me corning!"

"Got to, lady. We're comin' into a station." He stood and pulled up his shorts and pants.

Angela almost cried when she saw his log-like prick disappear. "No! It's all right! I'll suck it hard again. We have time!"

"Can't do it, lady. Maybe another time."

And then he was gone.

Angela, her body wracked with frustration, straightened her clothes, combed her hair and returned to her seat.

The boy, Tommy, was nowhere in sight. Men, she thought, and boys. They are all the same.

An hour later, the train pulled into the Hastings Station. Angela ran across the platform and into Mona's waiting arms.

"Oh, Angela, honey, I'm so sorry!"

"It's all right," Angela replied, holding her sister tight. "It's better this way."

"Well, you can stay with Al and me just as long as you want. Can't she honey?"

"She sure can."

Then she was in Al's arms. They felt gentle, warm and comforting. She relaxed and let her body melt against him as he held her.

Was he holding her too tight? She could feel his cock against her cunt. Was he rubbing it against her? Oh God, no, not her sister's husband too!

Angela stepped back, hiding her face from her sister so Mona wouldn't see the anguish on it.

Then she saw him, standing by a car, staring at her with that same leering grin.

"Al... who's that boy over there?"

"Huh?" Al swiveled his head around. "Oh, that's Tommy Perry. Why?"

"Oh, I just saw him on the train."

"Stay away from him, honey," Mona said. "He's a bad one, the terror of Hastings."

"You mean he lives in Hastings?"

"When he's not in jail," Al said. "C'mon, the car's over here."

All during the ride, Angela was thinking about Tommy Perry's cock. That is, when she wasn't thinking about her brother-in-law, Al's cock.