Chapter 7
"Look, I don't want to fuck you," Mike said angrily. "Goddamnit, Elise, can't you understand simple English? How many times do I have to tell you? I'm tired. I had a busy day at work. Now please leave me alone."
Grumbling, Elise's brawny, forty-year-old husband turned his back to her and squirmed to his edge of the bed, preparing to go to sleep. Elise stared miserably at the ceiling, pumping her fingers into her dripping pussy as she remembered the joy she'd felt in sucking and fucking her son.
She simply had to get Mike to give her a good fucking tonight. It wasn't because she was horny - Elise knew she was always horny. It was because her desire for Tommy had grown stronger and stronger, and if Mike didn't satisfy her with his cock, she knew that sooner or later she'd have to give in.
Several days had passed since she'd caught Tommy beating his meat, and the friction between them had gone from bad to worse. Tommy was obviously eager to fuck her again, and the fact that Elise was his mother didn't seem to bother him at all.
Three separate times he'd accidentally showed her his naked body, smiling knowingly as his mother's eyes were riveted to his thick, swelling prick. Elise moaned as she played with her pussy, recalling the obvious lust in her son's eyes. Yes, Mike had to fuck her tonight. How else could she restrain herself from going after Tommy's body?
"Mike?" Elise whispered.
"I'm sleeping."
"Mike, I don't ask you for this very often. You know that."
"Are you kidding?" Mike chuckled softly. "You want me to fuck you day and night."
"Tonight is special, though." Elise grimaced as she jacked off lying next to him under the sheets, anticipating the pleasure her husband's prick could give her. "I mean it, Mike, I'm really horny. Really, really hot. You've just got to give me your cock."
"Go in the bathroom and use your vibrator. I already told you, I'm bushed."
Elise realized she was begging him, but she was too desperate to care. "Mike, I've got to get laid. I'll give you a blow job, I'll let you fuck my asshole, anything for your stiff prick."
"My dick's tired too. Why don't you fall asleep and have a nice wet dream?"
Elise couldn't control herself. Whimpering, she rolled next to Mike and reached over his thigh for his enormous prick.
"Elise," he whispered menacingly.
"I need it, Mike!" Whining, she wrapped her fingers around his soft cock and violently began to jack it off. "I don't care what you think of me! You can hate me if you want to! Just please, please, make your prick stiff!"
"Elise, I swear to God ... "
Grabbing his hips, Elise turned Mike onto his back. Then she popped his cock into her mouth, puckering her cheeks as she instantly began to suck it as hard as she could.
"Oh for God's sake ... "
Mike shut his eyes and relaxed, as if prepared to fall asleep even as his wife's lips worked feverishly on his meat. But Elise was too good a dick-sucker for that. His cock began to swell within a minute as she sucked it, growing in her mouth as it bloated with cum and blood.
"It's getting hard, Mike," Elise said eagerly, whispering the words next to the spongy head of his cock. "I just knew I could make your prick stiff!"
Elise thrust his big tool back into her mouth and sucked it even harder, rolling her tongue all over the knob. Mike frowned at the ceiling, not at all happy that the blow job was giving him a hard-on.
"You fucking bitch," he said angrily. "I want to go to sleep, and this is what you do to me."
"Give in to it, Mike!" Elise grabbed his cock in both hands and jacked him off violently as she pleaded, pausing occasionally to dart her tongue into his open cum slit. "Just this once! Make your dick stiff and fuck my cunt!"
Mike's prick had grown rapidly to near total hardness. Jacking off the shaft with one hand, Elise returned the crown to her mouth and pursed her lips in a wet, compressed circle just under the edge. Her left hand slid up his hairy thighs, toying expertly with his balls.
Mike grunted. Totally stiff now, his huge cock began to twitch and throb.
"Okay," he said. He pushed Elise's head away from his hard-on and nodded resignedly. "You wanted it, you did it to me, and now you're going to get it. Roll onto your hands and knees, you horny slut. I'm going to give you a fast fuck doggie-style!"
Whimpering eagerly, Elise crouched on her hands and knees on the center of the bed. She lifted her ass and spread her thighs wide, so her husband would be able to see the plump, hairy mound of her dripping cunt.
"Don't know why I put up with this shit," Mike muttered. He knelt between her legs and held his cock in his fist as he searched for her pussy slit. Then he bucked forward, unceremoniously ramming all of his pulsing hard-on into her sopping cunt.
"You're fucking me, Michael!" Elise squealed ecstatically. "Oh yes, what a big dick you have! Unh, unh, unhhh ..."
Elise felt as if she'd come the moment he filled her pussy with his prick. Clawing the sheets, she immediately began to hump and buck her nimble ass, feeling her huge tits sway heavily as she pounded her pussy onto his cock.
"How do you want it?" Mike grumbled. "Fast, or nice and slow?"
"Fast, do it fast!" Elise shrieked, realizing that Mike already knew she loved to be fucked hard. "Fuck my pussy, you bastard, as hard as you can! Unh fuck, unh fuck, fuck my cunt!"
"Jesus! What a slut you are!"
Mike slid his hands up her waist and cupped her enormous tits, smiling as the fat, crinkled nipples stiffened on his palms. Slowly, teasingly, he fucked his drooling cock into his wife's hairy, red pussy, taking sadistic pleasure in her frantic pleas for more of his aching dick.
"Fuck me haaard!" Elise hammered her ass onto his cock, tightening her cunt muscles around his thickly veined prick. "You bastard, stop torturing me! Fuck my pussy hard!"
Gradually Mike intensified the rhythm of his fucking, as if deliberately exciting Elise from one stage of arousal to the next. Elise moaned as his huge cock began pistoning inside her sopping cunt, rubbing her swollen clit with every stroke.
"Oh yes, that's right, lover, you're fucking me good now!" She lowered her head onto her folded arms and lifted her ass, sighing ecstatically as Mike rhythmically filled her cunt. "A little harder now ... oh God, that's so fantastic! You're gonna make me come, Mike! Aren't you glad you fucked me after all?"
Mike squeezed her heavy tits and started fucking her as hard as he could, hearing the bed springs squeaking beneath them as they absorbed the energy of their humping. Elise's pussy was as wet as a swamp now, clinging tightly to her husband's stiff prick.
"I'm gonna come now, Michael!" she cried. Her asscheeks jiggled as she pounded her hairy cunt onto the invading shaft of his cock. "Oh God, my pussy's really starting to burn! Fuck me harder! Any second, I'm getting so close!"
Suddenly, Mike raised his hips and pulled his hard-on completely out of her wet fuck hole. Elise moaned loudly and reached between her thighs for his twitching cock. Then Mike's fingers dug savagely into her asscheeks, and she knew he wanted to shoot his cum into her asshole.
"Aww Mike, please, not up the ass!" she begged. "You know how much that hurts me! I want you to fuck my pussy some more! I was just about to come!"
"You told me I could fuck your asshole," Mike whispered, his voice tinged with cruelty. "Shit, you were so horny, you just wanted me to fuck you any way I pleased."
"Aww, Michael, not now!"
"I want it now, baby." Holding her hips in position, Mike centered his slimy, purplish cockhead on the puckered ring of her asshole. "You've got two choices. Either I butt-fuck you, or I go into the can and jack off. Then you won't have any more of my nice big dick tonight at all!"
"You are such a son of a bitch!" Elise screamed. "I swear, I'm never going to forgive you for this!"
But Elise knew she had no choice. She was much too horny to be satisfied by her finger, and sooner or later she always enjoyed it when her husband fucked her up the ass.
Blushing shamefully, Elise reached behind her and spread her asscheeks wide. Mike giggled triumphantly and pushed his knob into her puckered ring, gradually spearing the meaty inches of his prick into the burning heat of her asshole.
"Easy, goddamnit!" Elise shrieked. She winced with half of his fat cock between her cheeks, as the walls of her asshole tore painfully to accept his shaft. "Aww, Michael, you're killing me! Can't you put your dick back in my pussy where it belongs?"
Mike ignored her. Instead he squeezed her asscheeks even harder, until the creamy flesh welted red under his fingertips. His lean hips bucked violently, ramming more and more of his cock into her ravaged asshole with every stroke.
"No, you motherfucker!" Elise crouched helplessly beneath him, quivering in pain as her asshole walls were stretched to the bursting point around his massive, driving cock. "I hate you for this! You fucker, you're hurting me on purpose!"
Mike jerked forward and groaned, embedding his prick to the balls in the sucking, rubbery tunnel of her asshole. For several moments he lay on top of his wife without moving, savoring the tightness of her ass tunnel as it warmly encased his throbbing cock.
"You know something, Elise?" he panted. "This does feel good. I guess I'm glad I fucked you after all."
"You bastard! You son of a ... "
Elise's furious words were interrupted as her husband began to buck his hips, thrusting his swollen prick in and out of her asshole. Groaning, she bit her lip and stopped protesting.
It was starting to feel good now. The pain had disappeared completely. She could feel her asshole muscles clenching and tugging around Mike's big cock. He really is a bastard, she thought. Once insertion was over, he knew she loved getting her asshole reamed out as much as she adored being fucked up the cunt.
"Does it feel better now, honey?" Mike asked knowingly. He fucked her asshole with glow, steady strokes, sighing as the small, hot tunnel encased his blue-veined prick. "I feel really bad about hurting you. Maybe I ought to take out my dick and go into the can to jack off."
"Unhhhh," Elise groaned. Helplessly excited again, she began to rotate her hips, lifting her ass to meet the strokes of his cock. "Oh Christ, Michael ... mmmmmmmmmm ... nhuuuuunhhhhhh."
"You better say something to me, Elise," Mike muttered. "I really feel guilty. If you don't like it I'll just have to ... "
"Fuck me," Elise whimpered submissively. Blushing with mingled humiliation and arousal, she began to buck her ass in earnest, hungrily thrusting her asshole onto his cock. "You win! Just fuck me, Michael! It feels good now! I want it! Fuck my ass as hard as you can!"
Mike chuckled and increased the driving rhythm of his strokes. His sweating belly slapped her jiggling asscheeks as the mattress started creaking all over again.
"That's right, oh God, yes, fuck my ass haaard!"
Elise clawed the sheets and whipped up her ass as hard as she could, grimacing as the heat built simultaneously in her ravaged ass tunnel and cunt. "You bastard! You've got me all turned on! Fuck me with your big dick - I'm just about to come!"
"You better hurry, Elise," Mike whispered, teasing her even as he felt the jism churning in his nuts. "My prick's getting awfully stiff. I think I'm gonna blow my wad too."
Her cunt slit was throbbing and dripping wet, and her swollen clit rose from its protective hood. Elise wildly began to jack off her pussy as her husband fucked her asshole, rolling her clit under her thumb.
"I'm coming, Michael!" The spasms shot through her loins as she touched her clit, drenching her pussy with flowing fuck juices and forcing her strong asshole muscles to cling to his pistoning cock.
"Awwww yes, fuck me now, harder, as haaard as you can! Nnngggg! Fuck my asshole, Mike!"
Elise writhed and quivered as the spasms burned through her asshole and pussy again and again. Mike kept her puckered asshole stuffed with his dick until the force of her climax finally subsided. Then he pulled his prick out, grabbed her by the hair and roughly pulled Elise's face towards him.
"Awww, Michael, what're you doing now?"
"Suck it," Mike demanded fiercely. He held Elise by the hair and jabbed his spongy cockhead onto her chin. "You made my prick stiff, now you make it spurt the way I want it to! Come on, you horny slut, suck the cum out of my dick!"
As exhausted as she was, Elise wrinkled her lip in disgust. Her husband's throbbing hard-on was coated with her asshole juices. The idea of taking his cock into her mouth now made her want to be sick.
"I said suck it!"
Mike bucked his ass, ramming over half of his enormous prick down her throat. Elise nearly gagged as his spongy, drooling knob pushed deep into her mouth. Then she automatically began sucking his pulsing meat, clasping her lips around the center of his cock.
"Ahh yes, ahh, ahhh ... "
Mike's cock swelled to total stiffness as it bathed in the buttery wetness of her mouth. His balls swelled on her chin. Elise felt herself turning on to the idea of gulping down his white cum. She began sucking his huge cock as hard as she could, stroking his prick with her fist as she rolled her full tongue all over the knob.
Mike pulled his cock out of her mouth and suddenly began to jack himself off. Elise gaped in astonishment. The next thing she knew, he was spurting his load all over her face.
The hot jism flooded out of his cockhead, gushing onto her hair and cheeks and mouth. Elise shrieked and started to move away. But by the time she could turn her head Mike had dropped his wad, and his gooey jism was running down her neck onto her tits.
"You motherfucker!" she cried. "How dare you do that to me?"
Mike chuckled sadistically, wiped off his dick and rolled onto his side. "G'night, Elise. I guess I'm glad you were horny after all."
Mike started to snore a few seconds later. Elise stared at him disbelievingly, unable to understand how he could have treated her so badly. Then she lay on the opposite side of the bed and tried to fall asleep as best she could.
For the first time, she realized how inevitable it was for her to go after her son's cock.