Chapter 3
Carlos was delighted when the television worked. He turned on the fuck films that he had paid for and watched them. The first picture to flash on the screen showed a man laying backward, at the edge of the bed. All you could see was his sliding penis shaft and his balls. That is, except for a woman's behind. The long-haired girl with the bikini white ass-cheeks was slipping up and down his shaft.
"Oh, that looks good," he said. "How would you like to try that, honey?"
"Well, why not dear," she told him.
It didn't take Ann Harrington long to get into position. Carlos lay so his legs were draped across the edge of the bed. Then, grasping his penis, he looked at her invitingly.
"Just slip your pussy over that, honey," he told her. "And we will have a good fuck."
Now he looked up at her. Her bosoms were bouncing, and he grasped her ass-cheeks.
"Come on, honey," he told her. "That's the way to do it. Now, baby, fuck it."
The excitement of the moment was driving him out of his mind with delight. He looked up, and caught sight of her bosoms bouncing. This made him real excited.
"Come on, honey," he told her. "That's what I like. Yes, baby. Now you're doing it. Let's have a good time baby."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it. He loved to watch the television screen as well as Ann's ass bobbing up and down in the reflection in the mirror. Grasping her ass-cheeks he squeezed them.
"How does that feel, honey?" he asked her.
"It hurts when you grab me like that," she told him bluntly.
"Does it hurt good, honey?" He smiled at her.
"Yes, baby." She nodded.
The pleasure that he was deriving at this point was increasing.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "Now you're doing it. That's what I like. Come on, baby, let's fuck."
The excitement that was being generated at this point was building. Every moment he was getting more and more stimulated.
"Hang in there, baby," he told her. "That's what I want. Yes, baby. Now you're doing it."
Faster and faster he pumped it to her. And every moment he was becoming more delighted, more excited. She loved the feel of his long, hard cock slipping in there.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "That is a fantastic sensation. Keep it going."
He didn't have to give her much encouragement as she was enjoying it so much.
"Yes, baby," he told her. "That's what I like. Keep it up."
Faster and faster he plunged it into her. And with every cockstab, she was obtaining more pleasure, more delight.
"Oh, yes," he gasped eagerly. "I like it just like that."
As Ann pumped up and down on his penis shaft, she began thinking of what it would be like to be a whore. She envied the role of the whore, realizing that she was always faced with a new situation. A new man. A new love.
"Baby," he said, "you're not with me."
He gestured before her face, running his hand back and forth in midair.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said.
"Do you slip off like that often?" Carlos asked blankly.
"No," she said. "I was just thinking of what it would be like to be a hustler."
"Well, take it from me," he told her, "You'd make a mighty good hustler."
Carlos began worrying for a moment. He wondered if Ann would think of charging him.
"But free sex," he reminded her, "is a lot more fun than fee sex."
Ann laughed at the way he put it. Then, gripping his penis tightly in her vagina, she began putting some action into her own movements.
"That's what I like," he told her. "Yes, baby, that's what I want."
He was going to town now in hard-driving jabs.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Come on sweetheart, fuck it."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it. He could hardly stand it.
"Oh, yes!" he told her. "I like that. That's wild fucking."
Faster and faster he pumped in there. And every moment the pleasure was becoming more intense, more stimulating.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want. Now you're doing it. All the way, honey."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it.
"Yes," he said enthusiastically. "That's what I like. Now you're doing it. Oh, honey, I love this."
The super sensations that they were enjoying at this point were creating all kinds of sensations within her body. Carlos reached forward with his hands and began pinching her nipples.
"Turn on, baby," he told her. "Turn on."
She churned her ass around and the thrill raced through his body.
"Now let's roll over," he said. "See if we can roll over without slipping my cock out of your pussy."
Carlos rolled over. He managed to keep his cock in her vagina. She gripped it tightly and began milking it with strong movements.
"Oh, fuck, baby!" he told her. "Fuck."
There was no doubt about it in his mind, he was getting fucked royally. And as she persisted in her movements, he got hotter and hotter. Now he was on top, "Play with my ass, honey," he told her.
Reaching down, she gripped Carlos' firm, round behind. She slid her hands between the crack in his ass.
"Yes," he told her. "That's what I like. Come on, honey, do it."
The exciting action was building. Every moment he was becoming more and more stimulated.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her. "Beautiful. That's what I want. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. The intense delight that he felt at this point was remarkable.
"Ohhh, yes," he panted. "That's what I want. Oh, sweetheart, fuck it."
He knew it wouldn't be much longer till he juiced. And this was the moment he was waiting for. He could hardly wait to feel it shooting into her.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "we're almost there. I love this."
Indeed, Carlos was thrilling. His wife was very religious and very inhibited in her sexual responses to him. And this was what he needed. A woman who wouldn't hesitate to give him excitement.
"How about sticking a finger up my ass-hole?" Carlos smiled at Ann.
Ann dipped her finger up his tight anus. He loved the feel of the finger sliding in.
"Ohhh, yes baby," he told her. "That is beautiful. Now you're doing it. All the way."
The super pleasure that he was obtaining at this point was remarkable indeed.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her. "I love that. I'm being fucked and you're being fucked."
Glancing at the TV screen, she said, "everybody's getting fucked. Look at the picture now."
It was an interesting picture, indeed. For it depicted a man, standing. There was a small black cushion, where the woman was kneeling. Grasping her ass, the man was fitting his penis into what appeared to be her ass-hole.
"Would you like an ass fuck?" Carlos asked with a laugh.
"I should say not," Ann said. "The ass wasn't made for fucking."
"It can be used for it," Carlos said. "I enjoy a good tight ass fuck now and then."
"Well, you're not going to stick that big plunger up my ass-hole," she told him. "I just won't take it."
He went on ramming it to her from the front and didn't worry about it.
"Well I'm getting my ass fucked with your finger," he told her, "but I'm enjoying sticking it up your tight pussy. You better believe it."
Now he was pumping it into her with wild glee.
"Fuck faster, baby," he told her.
Glancing down, he looked at her huge bulging breasts. He liked the sight of the big red nipples.
"Oh, baby," he said, "it's so wonderful to have you in my arms. I love the feel of your flesh. And I love being inside you."
"It's the most intimate connection there is," she said. "I like it too baby."
He was really giving it to her now in solid, driving thrusts.
"Yes, baby," he told her. "Keep fucking. Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Come on, honey, give it to me."
The excitement that he felt at this moment, was almost more than he could stand.
"Oh, I'm coming," he cried eagerly. "Yes, baby, I am making it."
The super sensations that surged through his body now climaxed. She felt the thick juice spurting into her vagina.
"Milk it," he told her. "Yesss, baby, milk it."
She twisted her hips around and the hot juice flooded her vagina.
"Yes, baby," he told her. "I made it."
There was no doubt about it, the sensational pleasure that they were enjoying now was increasing.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you are too much." They looked at each other with love and adoration.
"Oh, honey," he told her, "now you're right on.
When they had completed their sex act, they looked at each other. He was pulling it out, and smiling at her.
"Well, we really know each other now, don't we," he grinned.
"Yes we do," she said.
He went to the bathroom, and decided he would take a shower.
"Want to join me in a shower?"
"Why not, Carlos," she said slipping off the bed and joining him in the bathroom. He turned on the water, until it was the right temperature.
"Step in, baby," he told her. "Ladies first."
"I'm no lady," she said. "I'm just an easy fuck."
He laughed with her as they took the shower together.
"I always like to have a woman washing me off." Carlos smiled at her.
She washed his chest first, and then went down to his balls and his cock.
"Now, baby," he said, "wash that cock real good."
"You don't have to worry about me none," she told him. "I know how to give a good cock wash."
Her hands moved back and forth on the soap as she gave him a workout.
"Ohhh, that's so much fun," he told her. "I just love it when you play with my penis."
Now he reached down and began washing her vagina.
"It is a lot of fun to play with each other," she assured him. "I'm enjoying this too."
As he went on massaging her, Ann was becoming more and more excited.
"Now, baby," she told him, "turn around and I'll wash your ass out."
Turning around, she reached up there to feel of his buttocks. He loved the sensations that her fingertips were creating.
"Oh, honey," he told her excitedly, "you sure know how to excite me. You are fantastic."
He was enjoying it so much now he could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you are too much."
They were enjoying this immensely.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I'll tell you exactly how to do this."
She used the soap to slip a finger up his ass-hole.
"That feels real good," she told him.
"And I'll do it to you now," he said.
Turning around, she bent over a little. Then his hands gripped her ass-cheeks. He massaged them vigorously, before he finally slid his finger up there.
"Oh I like that," she said. "That feels real groovy."
Indeed, she was enjoying it.
"Oh baby," she told him. "You don't know how good it feels to me when you do that."
She was wiggling back on the finger. Then, grasping her ass-cheeks roughly, he suddenly plunged his penis there.
"Stop it, damn it," she complained. "I don't want you to do that to me."
Pulling away from him she let him know in no uncertain terms, that she wasn't going to let him do that.
"Sorry about that baby," he told her. "I guess I got carried away."
He smiled at her and she smiled at him.
"Now what do you want to do, sweetheart?" she asked him. "Some more weirdo acts?"
"Let's go back and see what they're doing on the TV screen," he said.
They went back into the bedroom, and then he saw more of the pictures flashing across the screen.
"Look, baby!" he told her. "That is a great position."
The man was lying on his back and the woman was mounting him. She was gripping his penis as if it were not that intimate hunk of flesh but some hard object. Grasping it tightly, she was guiding it into herself.
"Say that looks like fun," she said. "Want to try that?"
"You bet your sweet ass I want to try it," Carlos assured her.
He lay on his back and it didn't take her long to get into position.
"Ohhh, yess," he said as he felt her reaching out and gripping his penis. "I think I'm going to enjoy this."
Suddenly the rock-hard cock plunged in there.
She was becoming more and more excited now.
"Yes," he told her, "that's what I want. Do you approve?" He smiled at her.
"You bet your life I do," she said. "This is the kind of action I have needed for a long time."
He was driving into her with a savage force. Reaching up, he was massaging her bosoms at the same time.
"Yes, baby," she told him, "that's what I like. Now you're really fucking. Keep it going, honey."
She was getting some of the best action that she'd ever gotten. And she was enjoying it immensely.
"That's the way to do it," she told him, "Fuck, baby, fuck."
Pounding it into her with hard thrusts, he was enjoying it more every moment. With desperation, he gripped her ass as she bounced up and down too quickly.
"Now, honey," he told her, "that's a just a little bit too much."
He was steadying her carefully as she did her thing. As she gazed at his cock pensively, she got a big charge out of him too.
"You really like to fuck, don't you?" she laughed.
"It's delicious excitement, isn't it baby?" he told her.
"You bet it is," she agreed.
She felt he was possessing her. And she-likes this. As his penis thrust into her, Ann realized that at this moment there could be no more intimate connection.
"Am I doing it all right?" she smiled.
"Excellent baby," he said. "You really know how to fuck."
She smiled at him as a sense of satisfaction spread through her body. She only wished that her husband, Ted, could give her fucks like this. But she knew that he couldn't. He was too busy with his office secretary.
"Fuck it," she told him. "Give it to me."
His eyes were ablaze as he went on thrusting. The heavy penis really stimulated her.
"Yes, baby," she told him, "that's what I like. Come on, honey, fuck."
She looked at Carlos, and his dark-flashing eyes stimulated her. His olive skin appealed to her. She liked the hair on his chest. She enjoyed his thrusting action. He was full of excitement and full of cream. It was that cream that she wanted to get out of his balls.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Yesss, baby, fuck."
Thrusting hard now, he was coming closer and closer to that moment.
"Oh, honey," he told her, "that's what I want.
Keep it up. Keep it up, baby."
Ramming it to her in hard-driving thrusts, he suddenly exploded. As she felt the hot cream flashing into her she juiced too.
"You made it, baby," he told her. "Yesss, right on target."
She was so happy to be free of the insults of her husband. She had performed her sex job well. And he appreciated it.
"Yesss, baby," he said. "Keep twisting that ass around."
She wouldn't have stopped for anything. She was enjoying herself much too much. When she completed the act, she slowly slid off him. She felt thrilled to have his seed in her body.
"I bet your husband thinks you're a fantastic fuck," he told her.
"Sorry to say, darling," she told him bluntly, "my husband thinks I'm an awful fuck. Isn't that terrible?"
"It sure is," he told her. "You are a fantastic woman."
"I wish he thought so," she said.
She turned off the television. Then she went back to him.
"You know, honey," she said, "we would be considered awful people."
"I know that," he told her. "And I don't like to think about it."
"Well, now and then we have to think about it," she said. "Why do you like to have sex on the side? Can you answer me that?"
"Sure I can answer that," he said. "My wife is inhibited. There are a lot of things she won't do with me."
"That's terrible," she said. "Why should it be that two people can't do anything?"
"That's what I try to tell her," Carlos explained. "But she was brought up very religious, and it is hard to make her understand."
"That's very sad," she told him. "It really is. The body was meant to enjoy. Every part of it."
"I'll tell you one thing that I would like to have her do," he explained.
"What, dear?" she asked him.
"I'll tell you," he said, "If there is one thing I like, it is when a woman sticks a finger up my ass-hole. I really enjoy that action."
"I want to tell you something," she said. "Something that I really shouldn't."
"Feel perfectly free," he told her. "Go ahead."
"All right, I will," she said. "But it is something that you will probably hate me for."
"No I wouldn't hate anybody for doing anything," he said.
"All right," she said. "I will tell you."
She hesitated, as she thought about it and then she discovered that she couldn't. At last she blurted it out.
"I'm in love with my own son," she told him.
"What?" he asked her.
"Yes it's true," she said. "I fell in love with my own boy."
"I just can't believe it," he said. "I never met anyone in my life who had sex with their own children."
"Well you're meeting someone now," Ann said bluntly. "And it happened in the strangest way."
"Well, tell me," he asked her eagerly.
"All right," she said. "I guess it would do me good to get it off my chest. You see, my husband is not a very sexy man. And I am quite a sexy woman. He never gave me the satisfaction that I needed, and this tormented me. It tormented me more than you can believe."
"I can understand," he told her. "That is terrible."
"Yes, it was terrible," she said. "And it really upset me. I wanted above all things, to have him lick me. I don't know why this passion to be licked seized me. But it did. I just felt I had to be licked all over. Did you ever feel like that?"
Carlos smiled and nodded. He reached over, and let his hand wander over her bosoms.
"Go on, honey," he told her.
She went on talking, and as she did so he looked at her in amazement.
"Well," she explained. "Listen to this. I had troubles, and I mean troubles."
"Like what?" he asked.
"Well, after my husband and I had a big fight, my son came down to my room bare naked. He sat there, and I couldn't help but see that huge cock of his. And some how I wanted to make love to him."
"I see," he told her. "You felt that he needed some sex and you wanted to help him out. I guess that's the way you felt about it."
"That is exactly how I felt about it," she explained. "I realized that he needed someone to take care of his sexual needs. And it bothered me to think of some slut getting to make love to him. I adored him. I could give him affection as well as love. And sex without some feeling, some affection, isn't anything."
"I know that," he told her. "That's why I enjoyed having sex with you. You put some action into it."
"Did you notice that, Carlos?" she asked.
"You bet I did, baby," he told her. "And I've got to hand it to you. You really are a good fuck."
"Oh, thank you, baby," she told him. "Thank you so much."
It really excited her to have him talking like that.
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "there are so many things I would like to tell you."
"There are so many things I would like to tell you," she said.
As she continued talking, she revealed to him her most intimate secrets.
"There was something sc clean and wholesome about that young cock of his," she told him. "Something about his handsome body that just got to me. I wanted to lick his ass-hole, I wanted to love his balls, I wanted to grab his cock and hang on. I wanted to get love from him. Can you understand that?"
She was toying with his penis as she talked.
"Sure I understand," he told her. "And I don't blame you. You have every right to want some affection, to want some love."
As she looked at him she had to admit to herself, "But not with my son. Although, his kisses were so fresh, so wonderful. He loved to French kiss me."
"Well I've enjoyed French kissing you," Carlos said.
"You know why I'd like to continue this conversation," she smiled at him.
"I have no idea," he told her.
"I would like to get down there between your legs," she said, "and in between sucking on your cock, tell you about my love with my son."
"That is a rather strange request," he admitted.
"Well, I guess I'm a rather strange person," she said.
"Yes, baby," he told her, "you are. But you're wonderful. You are frank and honest in your love."
"All right," she said, "I'm going to get down there and look up. The view from your balls will be fantastic."
She slid down between Carlos' legs. He raised one leg and she slid her hand under his ass-cheek and massaged it.
"You know, honey," he told her, "I like you a lot."
"Do you really?" she smiled at him. She pulled his penis to her mouth and looked at it.
"It's like a big ice cream cone," she said. "Only this one shoots cream."
"That's true, baby," he told her.
The whole idea was appealing to Ann more and more.
"Now, my baby," she said, "has about an eight-inch cock."
"Did you measure?" he asked her.
"Mentally I did," she told him.
Now, she was gently massaging his balls and playing with his cock.
"Honey," he told her, "you don't know how much I am going to enjoy this."
He pressed his thigh against her and nodded.
"Go ahead," he told her, "I know I'm going to enjoy this a lot."
She let her tongue lash at the crown of his penis. He loved it more every moment.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "keep that up. That's what I want."
She was licking at it now with hot desire.
"That's what Jeff--likes," she said. "And some-tims he--likes me to nibble on it, too."
She brought her mouth closer to it now, and then slid over it. As she slid her mouth over his cock, he became more and more excited.
"Ohhh, baby," he groaned in delight, "that is too much."
The sensational pleasure that he was enjoying now was building. He gripped her head and guided her.
"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Come on, baby, do it."
It wasn't going to take long now, as she was going down the length of it.
"Ohhh, Ann," he told her, "Listen to me baby. I want you to do different things for me. First, swing your mouth fast up and down. And then vary the speed."
Faster and faster she moved.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Yess, that's what I want. Now you're doing it. Come on, honey."
She varied her speed. And this was giving him more and more pleasure.
"Yes," he told her. "Keep doing it!" .
Her fingers played with his balls while her mouth was moving up and down his cock with understanding, and love.
"Worship my cock," Carlos panted. "Worship it."
She enjoyed it as she squeezed his cock hard. It was hard enough to make him cry, but he loved it.
"Bite like that," he told her. 'Bite it."
It wasn't going to take much longer now, because he was becoming hotter and hotter. She was waiting for that cream and she could hardly wait to feel her tongue flicking it.
"Baby," he said, "swing your body around so I can finger your clit."
She got her body in position so he could tease her clitoris. Thrusting his tongue there, he began licking it.
"Ohhhh, yess," he panted. "What a beautiful pussy."
Her body was riding, now, as he went to town.
"Ohhh, yes," he told her. "That's what I want. Oh baby keep my cock in your mouth."
It was a wild moment as they went to town.
"Fuck me, baby," he told her. "Fuck. That's what I want. Come on, baby, fuck it."
He enjoyed this so much more, then jerking off as he had to do at home. His wife paid little attention to his enormous penis. She thought he was restless, and perhaps evil. And she would not touch it when he would plead for it. Now Carlos was happy. Sure he realized she did some things that were considered pretty bad. But he realized what he was doing wasn't exactly the right thing either. And in their sexual rebellion they were finding pleasure. Now, her mouth was moving in time to his tongue jobs. Keeping their pace together, they continued this sexy sixty-nine. Faster and faster her mouth moved. Soon, they were two frenzied animals going at each other's bodies.
He gripped her ass-cheeks and parted her legs farther. He liked it so much that he couldn't get enough of her. The pleasure was building and building at this point.
As she looked at his balls, it appealed to her. She liked the crack in his ass. She gently teased his ass as she slid her finger around his puckered up anus. Now she dipped a finger in there. If this was what Carlos enjoyed, this was what she determined she would do. At this point, his mouth was buried in her mound. He was sniffing her and enjoying her. He was wiggling his tongue all around. He then returned the favor, by letting his finger slip up her ass-hole.
They continued this now, and were extremely excited.
"Ohhh, baby," she groaned, "eat my pussy. Oh yes! Eat my pussy."
Immediately, she went back to eating his cock. He slipped it to her, and she loved it.
"Yes, baby, yes," she told him. "That's what I want. Do me."
He didn't stop for a moment. The pleasure increased. Now the two of them were almost there. Keeping her eyes open, she watched his ass wiggle on her sliding finger. She enjoyed the thrill of his cock thrusting down her throat as his tongue plunged in her vagina. They were clasping each other tightly. Suddenly the hot cream exploded in his cockshaft. He pulled his tongue out of her wiggling pussy, and pleaded, "Get the juice out, baby! Suck it all out!"
The pleasure that they were deriving at this point was remarkable. She greedily devoured the sticky, white cream.
"Suck it out," he told her. "Get the juice, baby. EAT MY CREAM."
His thick, delicious tasting cream was a treat to her. She gladly sucked it all out.
When she had finished eating him, he went back to doing his thing in her pussy. His hot tongue licked quickly. Then, he could tell she was starting to juice. Nibbling her clit, she gushed. Then he held his face tightly to her as he finished. The pleasure that they enjoyed at this passionate moment was remarkable indeed.
"You know, baby," she said, "I don't get love like that very often. I really appreciate it."
Immediately, it was obvious to her that he did care about her.
"Well, lover," Carlos said, "I don't get action like that either. And baby, there's still some more in there. Do you want to love it some more?"
Of course she did. She seized him eagerly. Then holding his cock, she went to town. She let her mouth slip over it, and she enjoyed it. As the hot tongue pumped in there, she was exciting him as he had never been excited before. She gripped his ass-cheeks and held on. He loved the feeling of her hot hands around his buttocks. She let her mouth move up and down on his rock-hard cock. Then she fingered his balls. He loved this feeling, and once more she let her fingers slide up Carlos' ass-hole.
"Oh, baby," Carlos cried passionately. "I'm juicing again."
Indeed he was. And her mouth was over his prick now. There was no doubt about it in her mind. She loved sperm. And she delighted in devouring a man's juice. Finishing him off, she slid off smoothly. Then she smiled at him.
"Carlos," she said, "thank you for a wonderful time."
"Well, don't think I haven't enjoyed it too, honey," he told her. "I've enjoyed it a lot."
The pleasure that they had enjoyed together, was rapturous indeed. And as the two of them held each other tightly, they kissed.
As Carlos kissed her, she thanked him over and over again.
"Why do you enjoy me so much?" he demanded.
"Because you're understanding," she said. "I don't quite know what you mean," he told her.
"I'll tell you-, " she said. "You are understanding because you care about me. You care about me a lot. And you don't hate me because I have sex with my own son. I appreciate that."
Now Carlos understood why she had become so pleased with him. And it troubled him that his acceptance of her meant that much.