Chapter 9
The turning point in the Mason marriage came one evening when Susan persuaded Harry to see an x-rated film playing at one of the local theaters.
There wasn't much sex action in the film, but Susan found it incredibly erotic.
When they arrived home, she was thankful it was still early enough to fuck. Harry seemed wide awake. She suspected that the movie had turned him on, but she wasn't sure.
When he sat down to watch the evening news in the living room, she slipped away to the bedroom. Leslie had helped her buy some sexy lingerie downtown, and Susan decided this was the time to try some on.
She quickly slipped on a black garter belt, black stockings, and black spike heels. She draped herself in a transparent black negligee. It was frilly and sexy, just the sort of thing to drive a man wild.
After putting on fresh lipstick and perfume, she pranced back to the living room and paraded in front of Harry.
"What the hell's going on?"
Susan smiled. "I've turned myself into the total woman."
Grabbing his hand, she pulled him off the sofa and dragged him back into the bedroom. She pushed the covers down off the bed.
Slipping out of her negligee, she stretched out with her legs wide open to expose her dark cunt bush. Her hands caressed her belly and then cupped her tits.
"What's this all about?"
"It's about fucking. I feel like getting fucked. We're married, aren't we? It's legal, isn't it?"
Harry muttered something, but she could tell by the bulge in his crotch that he was as horny as she was. She was gratified that her open invitation to fuck was working. Her pussy was quivering and moistening with anticipation.
Quickly stripping his clothes off, Harry climbed on top of her. He pressed himself against her soft warm body. He plastered his mouth against hers in a deep wet kiss.
"I guess I haven't given you the attention you deserve."
Susan purred. "We can make up for it tonight."
"You're damn right. You're really turned on, aren't you, honey?"
"God, yes!"
She reached down and grabbed his cock. "How about a little less talk and a little more action?"
"You'll get all the action you want."
Lowering his head, he sucked one of her heavy tits into his mouth and swabbed his tongue over her quivering nipple until it was fully erect. Then he pulled his mouth off her tit and moved to the other one.
"Oh, that's nice, honey," she purred.
When he had both nipples wet and hard, he closed his hands over her tits and rolled her nipples between his fingers. Susan moaned and ran her hands through his hair.
She could feel her cuntjuice oozing out between her cuntlips. Her pussy was swollen and quivering with need. "Oh, Harry!" she murmured.
He worked-his way down her lush body. He licked and nibbled at her soft flesh. His hot tongue finally found its way between her wet cuntlips. He immediately went to work on her clit.
She gasped. "Oh, God!" she moaned.
He swiped his tongue back and forth over her little passion button. She moaned and writhed under him. Clutching her big tits in her hands, she squirmed her ass on the bed and urged him on.
"Oh, that's good, baby! That's so good!"
Harry was really turned on now. His cock was hard and he was anxious to fuck, but he wanted to give Susan as much pleasure as possible. She certainly seemed to be enjoying what he was doing!
When he moved his mouth lower down, she arched her back and brought her ass up off the bed to give him a better angle to get at her cunt. Reaching under her legs, he lifted them and draped them over his shoulders.
He buried his nose and mouth in her steaming pussy. After a few moments he pulled his face away from her cunt and looked at it. Her hands holding her tits, she pulled her legs up to open her cunt to his view.
Even in the dim light, he could see her bright pink cuntlips. The meaty flaps were completely wet and shiny. The tender pink flesh gleamed through her triangle of cunt hair.
He had always liked her pussy. The look and feel of her cunt had always turned him on. Her clit wasn't as big as Muriel's, but it was big enough. He flicked it with a finger now and watched it respond as her cunt mound gaped hungrily below it.
The smooth globes of her ass gleamed. He gazed at the tight crease of her ass-crack. Spreading her asscheeks apart with his fingers, he stared at the tiny brown grommet nestled invitingly below her swollen cuntlips.
Harry realized that it had been years since he'd been turned on like this by Susan. He felt as though he'd been denying himself something for a long time. This was the night he decided to change the course of their marriage. He would fuck her until she cried out for mercy.
There was no reason he couldn't have as good a time screwing his own wife as screwing a strange woman. Muriel, after all, was nothing to him. Susan was his lawfully wedded wife.
He kissed the dimple in her knee. His lips moved slowly up her squirming thigh. At intervals he paused for a wet caress. Susan mewled and purred with delight as his mouth once again reached her dripping cunt and covered it with licks and kisses.
When he closed his lips over the erect button of her clit and sucked it, she groaned and bucked her ass on the mattress.
"Oh, God, Harry! That's wonderful, honey!"
Pulling her up by the cheeks of her ass, he once more buried his face in her steaming crotch. He loved the way she smelled. He probed his tongue into her oozing cunthole. He fluttered his tongue downward, and finally stabbed it at her tight little asshole.
She shivered and tossed her head from side to side. "Oh, Christ!" she shuddered. "Oh, Jesus Christ!"
Harry abruptly pulled his face away and grunted. "Get up and turn over, Susan."
She thought he wanted to fuck her from behind, doggie style. She liked it that way and she was eager for it. She was terribly excited by what was happening. The movie had titillated her senses, but playing like this with Harry was a real thrill. She hoped he wanted to do something different and daring. She had a fleeting thought that maybe he'd want to fuck her in the ass. He hadn't done it in years.
She knew she'd feel inhibited with him, but she was more than willing to try. There was no reason why she couldn't be as free in bed with her husband as she was with a strange man.
She'd been fucked in the ass dozens of times during the past months by other men. Maybe now it was Harry's turn. She wouldn't ask him for it, but she wouldn't deny it to him.
Kneeling on the bed, she looked over her shoulder. She could see his long thick cock poised over her ass. He was rubbing his fuck-pole with his fingers, making his cock-meat as hard as iron.
In a moment he hunched forward over her and parted her quivering asscheeks. She lowered her shoulders to the mattress and raised her ass up in the air to expose her gaping cunt to his hard cock.
"Oh, yes!" she groaned, as she felt his spongy cockhead pushing between her cuntlips. In a moment his knob nudged the mouth of her cunthole. Quivering, she waited for the penetration of his hard prick, but suddenly he pulled his cock away.
Susan gasped with frustration. Then she shuddered when she realized he was interested in fucking her ass after all. His strong hands spread her asscheeks, pulling them wide apart. For some crazy reason she found herself inhibited. She tried holding her asscheeks together, but the pressure of his thumbs pushing into the crack of her ass was too great.
He stretched her asscheeks away from each other until she could feel the cool air on her hot little puckered shitter.
"Oh, Jesus, Harry! What are you doing?"
He grunted. It was obvious that if she really wanted him to stop she would pull away. Instead she remained right where she was. She wanted it. She wanted a cock up her ass.
Her tiny asshole looked too damn tight to take his cock. He decided to loosen her up. "Relax, honey," he said. "Just relax. I won't hurt you. I promise."
A moment later she felt his fingertip pushing at her asshole. She instinctively clenched her ass muscles in an attempt to prevent his finger getting inside.
"Easy, baby, easy," he murmured.
She realized what he was doing now and she relaxed. She hoped he would be careful. She realized this was a new Harry she was seeing. She wondered what had happened. Then she decided she didn't care. The important thing was that he was interested in fucking. More interested than he'd been in years.
It was even exciting that he wanted to fuck her in the ass. It had been a long time. She jumped as she felt a second finger ramming into her asshole alongside the first. There was pain. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.
She tried pulling herself up on the pillows to get away from his fingers.
"You're hurting me!" she hissed.
"Relax. You've had it in the ass before. Just relax."
She couldn't stop him. In any case, she didn't want to stop him. She was the one who had seduced him, the one who had deliberately turned him on. Now if he wanted to fuck her ass, it was only right that she yield.
As suddenly as he'd pushed his fingers into her squirming asshole, Harry pulled them out again. Then once more he plunged his fingers into her hot shit-hole and began to ram them in and out with a steady rhythm.
He had his free hand planted firmly on the small of her back to keep her still. He fucked his fingers in and out of her rubbery shit-tube, twisting and screwing them around to stretch her asshole.
"Oh, God!" she moaned.
The bastard was doing a good job of it! Her tight ass-channel was being loosened up for his cock.
When his fingers finally slid out of her ass, the elastic ring of her asshole snapped shut. By this time Susan was eager to have his prick in her ass. Her asshole felt loose and open. She needed something in there.
Harry forced her legs wider apart with his knees. Dropping his face to the crack of her ass, he lapped his thick wet tongue between her asscheeks.
Susan groaned. "Oh, Christ!" Now he briefly dipped his cock into her cunt and she groaned again. He swirled and mashed his cockhead around her slimy cunthole. Then he moved his big knob back up to her tight little shitter.
He was breathing heavily now, trembling with excitement. He'd fucked Susan in the ass before, but there was something special about tonight. Nothing mattered right now, nothing counted except her hot little hole and his big throbbing cock.
"Kneel up," he growled.
When she hesitated, he jerked her hips into a kneeling position. Her tits were mashed into the pillows. She had her ass high in the air, her asshole raised up high in open invitation.
"Oh, God, Harry! Be careful!"
No matter how she sounded, he knew that she wanted it. She was dying to have his prick shoved right up her little asshole!
His hands grabbed her hips. He held her steady. She wailed as she felt the head of his cock pushing at her winking asshole. She clenched her teeth. She made up her mind not to scream no matter what happened.
Harry's hands roamed over her asscheeks. His thumbs pressed on either side of her little brown grommet. She could feel the elastic muscle of her asshole stretching as he pulled at it.
Now Susan felt his cockhead pushing between his thumbs. The pressure continued as he pushed his fat knob forward.
"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned. "Oh, Jesus Christ!"
The sound of her words was stifled by the pillow. The ring of her asshole suddenly gave way and his fat cockhead popped inside her shitter.
"Ahhh-ahhh! Ahhh-ahhh!" The mixture of pain and pleasure was incredible. Her eyes rolled up in her head. No matter how prepared she was, he had a big prick.
There was no escape anymore. Her senses were overwhelmed by the stretching of her asshole and the intrusion of his cock into her hot shit-chute.
His hard cockshaft pushed into her rubbery passage. His prick filled her ass as though she were a slab of meat impaled on a skewer. In a moment she felt the coarse hair of his crotch grinding against the softness of her shuddering asscheeks.
Harry grunted. She was loosening up fast. The tension was easing. Now he began plunging his cock slowly in and out. It wasn't that much different from a tight cunt. The important thing was that her ass grabbed his cock all along its length and that felt great.
"Mmmm-hmmm!" Susan was quiet now. Her attention was focused on the ass-fucking. She was enjoying it. He could tell.
She quivered. The deep pleasure was starting. Her body began moving backward to meet each thrust of his prick. Her pussy quivered with excitement.
She swung her ass in a circular motion, clenching her ass muscles to grip his thrusting prick even tighter. Waves of hot pleasure rolled up from her crotch to engulf her body.
Harry began fucking faster now. His hands clutched the flesh of her ass as he jammed his cock in and out of her asshole. He wanted to see her face. He craned his neck for a glimpse of her, but all he could see was her head tossing back and forth on the pillows. Then she turned her face partially towards him.
She was flushed red. Her eyes glittered with passion. She looked beautiful!
She loves it, he thought. She really loves it!
She bucked and churned beneath him, pumping her ass back at his cock as she signaled him to fuck her harder. He rammed his cock hard and deep.
His swollen balls smacked against her quivering upturned ass. He suddenly remembered how good it had been with Muriel. This was better. It was one of the best fucks he'd ever had.
He felt his balls churning. He continued ramming his cock in and out, delighting at the way she moaned at the end of each thrust. He slammed in again and again, stretching her narrow asshole to its limit.
"I'm gonna come!" he growled.
Susan wailed. "Shoot it, Harry! Shoot it! Shoot it into my ass! I'll come too!"
Gasping, he bent over her. Shivering and quaking, he bellowed as his thick hot jism began shooting into her shit-tube.
"UNG! UGG! UGGGG!" he grunted.
The fuck-cream continued gushing out of him. There was so much of it, he thought he was pissing! When he finally withdrew his shrinking cock from her fucked-out asshole, his thick milky jism oozed out to flow down to her cunt.
With a groan of exhaustion, Harry rolled over and collapsed on the bed.
Susan remained in a kneeling position for awhile. She had come at the same time as Harry. She remained motionless, savoring the last moments of her orgasm.
Harry gazed fondly at the curve of her ass. He watched her as she got up and left the bed. He closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, Susan had returned from the bathroom. She was sitting on the bed beside him.
"Things are going to be different now, Harry, aren't they?"
"Sure."
Susan smiled. "You remember my friend Leslie Alcott, don't you, Harry?"
"Sure."
"Do you think she's pretty?" He grunted and nodded. "Yeah, I guess she is."
Wiping his cock with a damp washcloth, Susan chuckled. "How would you like to fuck her?"