Chapter 12
"I have to admit it surprised me when you called and asked me to meet you over here," Tony said after licking Barbara's nipples to bristling firmness.
She writhed on the motel bed. "You know how I feel about you, Tony," she murmured, wrapping her cool, delicate fingers around his big prick.
"Even after Frieda, Jerry and I took those pictures?" he asked, fucking a finger into her snatch.
"That bothered me, sure. But I need you, Tony."
"Your marriage is shot, huh? Well, that's too bad. But there's no future for us. I've got other fish to fry."
"Tony!" she exclaimed, bringing her mouth close to his thrusting cock. "How can you be so cruel?"
"There's no use talking," he said. "Let's make the most of our last time together."
He swung astride her neck and poked his prick into her mouth. Barbara gulped at it hungrily. Tony's eyes had a sardonic glint as he watched her encircling rosy lips gobble up and down on his pole. He fucked her face vigorously, making her lips burn.
Why bother to even fuck her today? he thought. I'll just let her have it in the throat and kick her out. It will serve her right for being such a klutz!
The door of the motel room burst open, and Grant entered. He was holding his service revolver.
Tony swung off Barbara and onto his back, his erect penis swaying. His eyes widened as Grant approached the bed, pointing the gun directly at him.
Barbara sat up and scooted backward on her bare bottom, huddling against the wall. Her eyes were like saucers.
"You've had this coming for a long time, you son of a bitch!" Grant barked, and held his gun against Tony's erection.
"NOOOOOH!" the blackmailer yelled. "For God's sake!"
His eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets as they watched the cop's finger tense on the trigger. Tony's erection began to slump, but Grant kept the muzzle of his pistol against it.
Suddenly Grant's finger pulled the trigger back, and a blast sounded. Shock waves from the explosion struck Tony's cock, and searing heat seemed to disintegrate the once-proud organ.
"AAAAWWWWWW!" he moaned, and rolled on the bed, clutching his middle.
Grant backed up and holstered his revolver under his coat. "Now put your clothes on and get the hell out of here!" he ordered. "I mean, out of town! Your friends have already taken off-I saw to that. But I got the pictures from them first."
Finally Tony realized that his prick had not been blown off. Grant had fired a blank. The man on the bed stared down at his limp and shrunken cock, which he waggled foolishly between his thumb and fingers.
"Yeah ... okay ... I'll go," he said, deeply shaken, and didn't look at Barbara as he scrambled off the bed. He didn't say another word to her or Grant as he hurriedly put on his clothes.
She nestled, nude, in her husband's arms.
"I think we let Tony off easy," he said, after he had departed.
"No we didn't," Grant replied. "He got exactly the punishment he deserved. He won't be able to work his stinking racket on any more women."
"How can you be sure?"
"Because I know a little bit about psychology. Cops aren't completely stupid, you know."
"You aren't stupid at all!" Barbara said as she helped him out of his clothes.
Her hot mouth on his cock brought him to a state of turgid erection, and he rolled atop her.
"No, darling!" she breathed. "Give it to me the other way this time-from the back."
"With pleasure," he said, and allowed his pretty wife to assume the doggy position. He approached her from the rear and worked his prick into the slitted, furry pouch that poked back at him from between her thighs.
He fucked her with strong, steady strokes, taking care not to move too quickly too soon. Barbara's excitement increased with each inrushing thrust of his sturdy, ridged organ. She wiggled her hot ass, pressing backward against him.
"Ooooh, I like it this way!" she exclaimed, fucking heatedly. "I've always wanted you to screw me from behind!"
"Baby, why didn't you say so?" he responded, clutching her flared hips as he drove his cock steadily into her slippery, clutching quim.
"I thought you'd be angry at me," she said. "Ooh, darling, we were such fools for so long."
"But not any more, babe," he said, thrusting his turgid prick into her. "We really know each other now ... and we know how to make each other happy."
"Yesss ... yessss!" Barbara hissed as she received his powerful fucking.
The ridge of his corona sent ripples surging up and down her encompassing channel, which writhed and bumped against his thrusts. He dangling tits shook, and Grant reached forward to grasp them, tugging downward on her stiff nipples
"Oooh, loverrrr!" she panted. "Do something else ... for me!"
"What is it?" he asked, fucking and breathing hard.
"Stick your cock into my asshole!" Barbara begged.
She felt a responsive throb shake his organ inside her, and he asked excitedly, "Are you sure you want it that way?"
"YESSSSSS!" she cried. "I REALLY WANT IT OOOH, FUCK MY HOT A SS!"
Grant pulled his phallus from her cuntal clutches and sunk his thumbs between her buttcheeks stretching the rubbery rondures wide apart. He gazed at her little asshole, which seemed to wink a him.
When he poked his wet prick against the small aperture, Barbara relaxed her anal muscle so that there was little resistance to her husband's thrust.
His cockhead spread her elastic ring wide and popped into her hotly clamping rectum.
"OOOOOOOOH!" she bawled, writhing around the stiff dick that was thrusting up her rear. "SCREWWWWW ME GOOOOOD!"
Grant sank his prick all the way into her ass and rotated his horny tool in her super-snug anal embrace. He began to pull and thrust, fucking the amazingly tight rubber-ring of her asshole.
"OOOOH ... WOWWWW ... THAT'S THE GREATEST!" Barbara panted as she pumped her bottom against her husband's buggering thrusts.
She felt no pain-just the luscious fullness that she had come to love, thrusting deeply up her rear channel. It was made all the greater because the one man she loved was doing it.
The way he had responded to her confession about Tony, taking over and solving her problem with no recriminations toward her, made her love him more strongly than she had ever thought possible. There would never be another Tony, she felt certain. She wanted only Grant ... forever.
And she wanted him as she was getting him now, driving his stiff prick up her clasping, rippling asshole, thrilling her to the depths of her soul.
When he exploded inside her, flooding her bowels with his cream, she felt a wave of blissful contentment which was like none other she had ever known. She turned her head as Grant leaned across her shoulder and kissed her.
They were husband and wife, together in the most complete way-fully and freely-at last.
Weeks later, in a small private clinic in a distant town, Tony lay on a bed and a blonde nurse bent over him. She was a beautiful young woman, with bulging, firm breasts, an enticingly rounded rear, and full, tapering thighs. Her white uniform and underclothes were lying on a chair, but she retained the perky nurse's hat on her head, which legitimized, in a way, what she was doing.
Two doctors-one bald and middle-aged, the other young and bearded-watched on the other side of a two-way glass as the nurse licked the patient's purplish, wobbly cockhead while she held his limp stem between her thumb and fingers. He was tugging on her tits.
"Son of a bitch!" the young doctor said, and stroked his hard-on through his clothes. "Suzie doesn't seem to be doing a damned thing for that poor slob in there, but she's sure as shit making me suffer!"
"She's even getting to me" the older doctor admitted, and rubbed his own rising erection.
Suzie engulfed Tony's cockhead in her hot, wet mouth and sucked. He writhed impotently. As always at such a time, he was recalling his last day with Barbara, when her husband had gone through the motions of shooting his cock off.
"Suck harder!" he ordered the nurse, and slapped her bouncy ass.
Suzie sucked his limp dick with everything she had, swirling her tongue and clasping heatedly with her soft, moist lips. It didn't work.
Finally she raised her head and sighed. "It doesn't seem to be any use, Mr. Delbridge."
He stared down at his penis, which he held. He swore and began to shake the flaccid organ from side to side. Suddenly he started to laugh, and it was the maniacal giggle of a madman. His humorless laughter grew, filling the room with its harsh bitterness, as he shook his useless sex organ.
Suzie turned and hurried from the room, joining the doctors in the observation cubicle next door.
"I couldn't do a fucking thing with him!" she reported unnecessarily, because she knew that they had seen it all.
"Yeah, he's a psycho case, all right," the young doctor said. "Do you agree, Harvey?"
"Definitely," his older colleague replied. "It's a classic example of psychic impotence. Perhaps, after extensive psychotherapy, he will come around. But we aren't equipped to help him here."
"Yeah, but Suzie is sure as hell equipped to help us ... right?" The young doctor took out his cock.
The nurse's eyes widened as she gazed at his turgid tool.
"This is highly irregular," the older physician said, but he too removed his stiff penis from his clothes.
"Oooh, doctors...!" Suzie cooed excitedly, and dropped to her knees. Her titties bounced.
She clutched both thrusting dicks and drew them toward her mouth. Sticking out her rosy tongue, she licked first one bulging cockhead and then the other. She pumped her encircling lips on each prick in turn, then dropped to her hands and knees.
The young, bearded doctor knelt on the floor in front of her so that she could continue giving him fellatio, while the middle-aged man knelt behind her and worked his stiff prick into her warm, slippery cunt.
The older man fucked forward and back, as the nurse's blonde head bobbed on the other doctor's cock. The latter writhed ecstatically and watched her o-shaped lips glide rhythmically across his coronal ridge and along his spit-slick shaft, her tongue swirling about his raging organ as it surged deeper into her mouth and into her hot, tight throat.
The other doctor pumped his prick in her softly clasping pussy, and she undulated her body between the two men. They reached completion at the same time, one blowing his thick sperm down her throat while the other exploded in her pussy. Suzie achieved throbbing gratification.
In the next room, Tony had stopped laughing at the bitter joke which life had played on him. He sat up in bed and stared sadly at his limp prick.
The many women he had victimized had achieved revenge through one woman named Barbara and the man who loved her. Love had triumphed over selfish lust.