Chapter 5
Frank Farrar returned home that afternoon. The Farrars went through the pretended mechanics of being happy to see one another. It was four in the afternoon when he entered their apartment. After the amenities of greeting each other with kissing and a big display of happiness, Frank called his office.
His secretary was still there. Barbara listened as he asked his secretary to come in on Saturday. There was some work he wanted to go over with her.
When Frank cradled the phone, Barbara pouted at him. "You're hardly home and you're going into the office tomorrow. Can't it wait until Monday?"
"You gotta strike while the iron is hot, honey," he answered. "I don't know how long this good streak of business is going to last. I'm trying to make the most of it.
"Look, tonight we'll go out to a nice restaurant and then dancing, a show, whatever you want! After that, when we get home, we'll play house." He gave her a wink and a lewd grin. "Then we'll have Saturday night and Sunday, all day."
She answered him with a smile in pretended acceptance. Barbara wondered whether there was any hanky-panky between Frank and his employee. Anything was possible!
Barbara had met Gussie Kanen. She was widowed, about 40 years old, and a little on the dumpy side. Gussie typed the few letters Frank sent out, did the bookkeeping and billing, and the little odds and ends for a one-man office. Barbara couldn't imagine Frank fooling around with Gussie. For that matter, she didn't think Gussie would go for her Frank.
Stranger things could happen! Hadn't she indulged in some extracurricular activities in sex herself! She shrugged the thought out of her mind.
The evening didn't turn out too bad. The food was good. She asked to be taken to a nightclub for some dancing and entertainment. Frank was very accommodating.
By the time they returned home, Barbara was looking forward to having sex with Frank.
Frank was speechless as he gazed upon her naked body. He never expected to see her shaved quim. "What the hell did you do to yourself?" he asked.
"It's the new look!" she glibly lied. "I read an article in a magazine that a shaved pudenda is erotically stimulating in many ways to the male and female." She wanted to add that a shaved cunt might be an inducement for a man to go down on it. The night was progressing nicely. Barbara didn't want to mar it.
She knew the reaction she would get from Frank if she suggested eating her cunt.
He studied the naked pussy for a while in deliberation. After a few minutes, he nodded. "I think the article might be right! You know! It does have a sort of sexy look!" He nodded again to emphasize his feelings. "It is sexy! What do you say we try it out?"
Barbara moved towards him. They embraced, their mouths welding together. Their bodies swayed as they kissed. Their hands made little fondling gestures as they increased the sensual ardor of the moment. She made little moaning sounds of pleasure. Frank's hand played with a heavy tit.
Her hand held his stiff prick. She brought the cockhead to the shaved lips of her pussy. A patch of tiny bristles had begun to form. She rubbed the head against her quim. The contact was electrifying. The penile contact with the tiny stiff hairs sent sparks of current through her nervous system.
"Hey! Stop that!" Frank said in a laughing tone. "If you keep that up, I'll cum. You're right! A cunt without hair on it is very sexy!"
She stopped the erotic foreplay. His remark put a damper on her feelings. Barbara wished they would have a wild orgy that night. It was turning out to be the usual type of intercourse. Frank would arouse her up to a point. In the meantime, he would satisfy his own lust. After that, it was don't call me, I'll call you!
They stretched out on the bed, their naked bodies close to each other. On their sides, they resumed their kissing. Their tongues joined in a carefree frolic as they kissed deeply. The lingual embrace was a tantalizing erotic shock that sent shivers vibrating into her cunt. Both of them resumed the tactile stimulation as their hands dallied over erogenous parts.
Barbara wanted to scream out, "Fuck me!" This was another one of Frank's no-no's. It was all right for him to use dirty words in front of her. He frowned when she used it. Another hang-up of his was that he didn't want her to be too aggressive.
She decided to be a little daring. Her hand drew his cock close to the damp lips of her snatch. In answer to this little ploy, he parted her thighs. His anxious cockhead pushed past the damp lips of the glistening flesh. It slipped past the vestibule of her cunt into the vagina.
In the darkness, Barbara closed her eyes. She wanted to heighten the thrill of the contact.
Other times when they fucked, Barbara pretended to be highly aroused. She would groan and moan as Frank serviced her.
This time, as they lay in sexual contact, her mind conjured up visions of her erotic escapades with Billy. She recalled the movie she saw. How graphic and vivid that prick was fucking the cunt of the patient!
As she concentrated on that flight of sexual fantasy, Barbara was able to induce the desired effect. Her mind and body responded to the artificial stimuli. Deep inside her throbbing snatch was Frank's cock pumping away. But the mental image was Billy as well as the body beside her.
The groan that escaped from her throat wasn't pretended. "Ohhhrrr!"
Frank was straining to induce his own orgasm. His body bumped against hers. She tingled with voluptuous piquancy as the incandescent glow heated her body. Every nerve was vibrantly alive.
Her fertile imagination evoked more moans of pleasure. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she breathed in a husky voice. "Oh, that's good! That's goo-oooddd! More, more! Fuck me, fuck me! I'm cumming, I'm cumming. AHHHHRRGG-gggrrrr!" A cry of anguished joy tore from her throat and died in a gurgled growl.
She had lost herself in ecstatic abandon. She was enveloped in an orgasmic delirium. It swept into every pore of her body. From the tip of her head down to the bowels of her excited cunny.
Barbara was vaguely aware of Frank's climactic discharge. His prick pumped out a sparse discharge. "Hey, honey! I really turned you on then, didn't I? I haven't seen you like this since we were first married. I don't mind you enjoying yourself but please try and restrain yourself. You know I don't like it when you use dirty words."
Barbara experienced a moment of depressurizing. She returned to reality. Their sex play had been satisfying to her. She heard the last part of his comments.
Tough shit! she swore silently. If you don't like it, you can go fuck yourself!
It didn't make much difference. Frank had withdrawn his soft cock and turned over.
Saturday morning, Frank left early for the office. Barbara wished she had Billy's phone number. She could call him to rush over and service her. Shaking her head in an attempt to dispel the wild thoughts, she went into the kitchen for some coffee. These crazy thoughts would have to stop!
The transfer of imagery during sexual relations could prove embarrassing. She pondered the possible results if she had called out Billy's name during the sex session with Frank!
More and more, her idle time was spent in sexual reveries. It was a dangerous type of transition.
Barbara passed by the bedroom window. Looking out, she saw her neighbor Mel Tyler leering at her. He was standing naked at the window, jerking off his cock at her. She slapped the palm of her right hand into the crook of her left arm. And the left arm shot out, fist closed, in an obscene gesture. Then she pulled down the shade. Something had to be done about that character! He could become dangerous!
The weekend passed with some perfunctory sexual efforts on Frank's part. There was a brief attempt at sex Saturday night and a stronger effort, Sunday night.
By the time Monday morning came, Barbara was ready to take on a regiment to satisfy the carnal cravings stirring inside of her.
After Frank left for work, she wondered whether Billy would visit her. Did he pick up the gimmicks she ordered? Nervously, she paced her apartment. By nine-thirty, Barbara felt like a drug addict needing a fix. She decided a warm bath might help calm her.
She was toweling herself dry when she heard the signal taps at the door. Naked, she hurried to answer the summons.
"Who's there?" she asked cautiously.
"Billy!"
Hiding behind the door, she opened it to let him in and locked it.
He gazed at her and shook his head. "Boy! You don't believe in wasting any time, do you? You really have hot nuts!" He handed her a large paper bag. "Here's your goodies! I tried to get you a nice assortment. By the way, you got three dollars' change coming!"
"Keep it!" she said as she anxiously grabbed the bag.
Barbara opened the package to examine the items Billy had bought for her. Her eyes opened in astonished interest. She took out the first item.
It was a lifelike replica of a cock, eight inches long and two inches in circumference. It was complete in every detail including a set of balls. The balls were a depository for warm water or any other type of liquid. At the appropriate moment, the balls were squeezed, sending a cascade of artificial cum up the shaft.
The second sexual aid Barbara took out to examine was a similar piece. There was a slight resemblance to the first article. Except for the lack of balls and a little sturdier. At the bottom of this phallic piece was a knob. It opened up to accept two small batteries already in it. When the knob was twisted, the fake prick became a vibrator.
She studied the next article. It was a narrow plastic tube. Sticking out from the tube was a narrower tube, straw-like, slightly curved and flexible. She found out that this aid was a rectal unit.
Billy's final purchase was a double dildo. It was a U-shaped object with double prongs. Fitted into the ass and cunt, it became a devastating vibrator when turned on.
Barbara's cunt began to itch in eager anticipation to try these toys out. Billy must have read her mind.
"How would you like to try your new toys out?" he asked.
"If that's what you want to do!" she tried to make her voice sound noncommittal. Their conversation seemed like a rehearsed dialogue. Each knew what the other thought and wanted.
"Lay down next to the table!" Billy ordered.
He handcuffed her wrists about the leg of a table. Her pulse quickened. The blood raced excitedly through her veins like some swift messenger heralding the anticipated sexual turbulence. She wanted to scream out for him to hurry. She wanted to feel her body seized with erotic delirium. He was taking so damned long to start. Billy shucked off his clothes finally. He gazed down at her waiting form.
Holding up two of the objects, he said, "Which one would you like first?"
"Stop playing games!" Barbara snapped. Her voice was tinged with quivering excitement. She had difficulty in restraining her emotions.
"Suppose we try this first!" he said. He took the double dildo and inserted the prongs into her two holes.
"Hssssss!" She sucked in a sigh of blissful appreciation. The phallic substitutes seemed like real. From the sensation of the contact down to the thickness of the impaction.
He turned on the small switch and the twin vibrators hummed into action. Barbara had no conceived ideas of what the effect would be like. She was overwhelmed by the thrilling impressions the pulsating phalli evoked. Her cunt and asshole were treated to thousands of tingling shocks. She closed her eyes to savor the voluptuous tickle.
Barbara shifted from side to side. Her hips wriggled in a sensuous effort to plunge the cocks deeper into her holes. A groan of anguished pleasure tore from her throat. "Ohhh-rrrrrr!"
Billy kept his promise. He clamped his mouth on her cunt. This new sensation intensified her libido. A lascivious wave washed her body and flooded her cunt with ecstatic tremors.
She felt his oral spatula sweep from her clitoris down to the meatus of her twat. His chin pressed against the fake cock, driving it deeper into her hole.
She repeated the anguished groans. "Ohhh-rrrr! Ohhhrrrrr!" Her tongue rolled over her lips, tasting the rapture of the moment. She sucked in her lower lip, biting it to intensify the delicious intoxication.
"That's good, that's good!" Barbara murmured approvingly. Her pelvis shifted in erotic gyrations.
Billy shifted his attack back to her clitoris. He had a way of softly chewing on the tiny engorged node that sent electrifying shocks all over her. Combined with the pulsating apparatus in her erogenous holes, it intensified the carnal delight.
It was sexual torture! But what delicious exquisite pain! Not the kind that tears through the body making one cry out in anguished pain! But the kind that heightens every sense making one intensely aware of the piquant pleasures!
Billy shifted the double dildo, frigging both holes with a gentle movement. Coupled with his mouthing and tonguing, the sensation drove Barbara to the threshold of divine rapture. She was at the breaking point.
"No, no! No more, no more! I can't take it! I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Ahhrrr! Ahhrrr!" she groaned in ecstatic anguish. Her body writhed in violent quivers.
He stopped eating her clitoris. Billy started to remove the dildoes from their imbedded holes. Barbara called out.
"No, no! Don't stop, don't stop! Keep fucking me, eat me out! Oh, I'm dying, I'm dying! This is wild! WILD! I never had something like this before," she cried out. "I'm cumming like crazy and it won't stop! It keeps shooting! Over and over!"
The multiple orgasms that pulsated within her gorged twat were a new and welcome experience. Deep in the cavern of her cunt, a heavy outpouring of liquid joy gushed out uncontrolled.
At first, there were two separate sensations. The strong tingling vibrations in her ass hole and cunt. Then Billy sucked her clitoris. The erogenous stimulation fused into one. Her venereal orifices were seized with one tremendous erotic explosion.
Billy continued to stir Barbara's aroused emotions. He resumed eating her cunt. His hand continued to manipulate the twin dildoes inside of her.
She twisted her body from side to side. The handcuffs held her fast to the leg of the table. Barbara was indifferent to the uncomfortable restriction. Her mind concentrated on the tantalizing effects produced by the stimulation.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Here it comes again! Fuck me, fuck me! Harder, harder! Shove those lovely cocks in deeper!" she exhorted him. "Suck, suck! Harder, harder! I'm cumming, I'm CUMM-MINNGGGG! YAHHRRGGgrrr!" Her anguished cry diminished to a rumble of spent ecstasy.
Barbara's pelvis bucked in violent and frenzied thrusts as the multiple orgasms seized her. As she cried out in anguished rapture, her body gave one final frantic heave. She raised her hips partially off the floor. They remained suspended briefly. Then collapsed with the final sounds of her cry trailing off.
Her body was covered with perspiration from the exertion. Billy withdrew the twin vibrators. "You sure are some hot piece of ass!" he told her.
He unlocked the handcuffs. She sat up and rubbed her wrists. Her large tits rose and fell as she breathed deeply.
Billy examined the various gadgets with renewed interest. "Say! These fuckin' things really work, huh? How about using this one on my ass while you suck me off?" he told her.
He held out the small rectal vibrator.
She nodded. Her body was still in a state of shock. Exquisite deliriums of rapture! Barbara's ass and cunt still tingled from the strong pulsations of the vibrators. The pulsations continued to reverberate with dull voluptuous throbs. Her mind was partially dulled. Recovering from the aftermath, Barbara's mind focused on Billy's request.
Taking the miniature vibrator, she inserted the flexible tip into Billy's ass. She twisted the handle switch. The vibrator hummed into action.
"Wow!" Billy exclaimed. "What a fuckin' sensation! It can almost blow your mind!"
She held the handle of the stimulator and slowly rotated it. His stiff cock was sucked up between her tempting lips. Her tongue flicked over the pee hole in the head. She tasted a drop of pre-coital oozing. It was saltier than the cum.
Barbara found herself enjoying the blow-job. She found more pleasure in sucking Billy than her husband. After the fantastic orgasm she enjoyed, she was aroused to the state of reciprocating.
Deliberately, she sucked and licked the head of Billy's prick. Her lingual embrace swept around his corona clockwise. Shifting direction, she ran her tongue counterclockwise. She lavished his prickhead with heavy saliva.
The vibrator in his ass lent impetus to the erotic rumblings in his prick. Billy wriggled his hips in ecstatic approval. He growled rapturously. "Nnnrrrr!"
"Just a little more!" he notified her through clenched teeth. "I can feel it cumming! Here . . . it . . . CUMSSS!" he declared.
His pelvis rocked frantically. As the glutinous globs spilled out of his spasming cock, he tried to shove his dick down her throat. She was careful to prevent him from stabbing her in the throat.
Barbara's mouth filled up with the thick milky fluid. Slowly, she swallowed the thick semen, enjoying the erotic contact as it slid down her gullet. Her lips erotically clamped down on the softening cock and milked out the last drops of his cum.
She found the blow-job highly exciting. Billy lay on his back, recovering from the exhilarating strain of their sex.
"That was the best blow-job I ever had!" he announced. "Those fuckin' gadgets are wild! I'm gonna bring Herman back here tomorrow. We gotta have ourselves a real orgy!"
The statement appealed to her. That was the next thing she needed! A real wild orgy! So did the movies!
"I want you to bring some movies also," she said.
Her remark made him look at her quizzically. "What's come over you? You seem different!
First, you ask me to get you these gadgets! Now, you want me to bring you the movies! You never asked for anything! You used to get your kicks being forced into doing things!"
"Maybe I am different!" she answered.
A slow transformation had taken place. Barbara was assuming a new role. She was more aggressive. It had been a long time coming.
She reflected on Billy's observation. Her change would ultimately affect her married life. Whether for better or worse, she didn't know yet! One thing was certain! Some radical changes would be made!
"I'll see you tomorrow," she said. "And don't forget to bring the movies!" she reminded him.
He gave her a respectful look. "Sure! I won't forget! Is there anything else you want me to get for you?"
"If there is, I'll let you know!" she answered. She spoke with authority, more assured.
She was enjoying the new character she portrayed.
After Billy left, she searched for a good hiding place to store her sexual treasures. She wasn't ready yet for Frank to discover them. At the opportune time, he would be informed of her acquisitions.
Her sexual appetite had increased. Barbara knew what her plans were for the rest of the day. She was going out to buy some sex novels. Her education was lacking! She was going to do something about it! And when she finished with her objective, Frank was going to be a riisfying sex machine or else! The chains of sexual repression were about to be broken!