Chapter 5
Suzanne Shafer eased herself into bed, hoping to hell that Brian was asleep. But as soon as her body hit the mattress, he turned over, smiling.
He reached for her and she stiffened. His hand came to rest on the front of her nightgown.
"Brian, please!"
Brian leaned closer, his lips parted. He kissed her mouth, her eyelids, her cheeks, her chin. His mouth moved down her neck. He was pulling at the top of her nightie, easing it downward to bare her brown-nippled tits. His mouth sought them hungrily and he sucked at their rubbery points.
He was naked in bed, she realized as he moved closer still and his hard cock bumped her thigh.
"I really don't feel like it," she said, and it was true.
She was still raw-cunted from the nasty, dirty fuck Karl Martin had thrown her at the party, and the last thing in the world she wanted was her husband romping atop her and fucking his cock in and out of her pussy.
Brian squirmed and rubbed his hard-on against her belly. Even through her nightie, she could feel the stiffness. It was as big, as hard, as ever, but after eighteen years of living with him, she was simply bored to fucking tears with Brian.
He was pulling up her nightie, hands moving into her crotch. She had panties on underneath, but he pushed them aside and his fingers found her cunt. They stroked the glossy dark hair, tickled her cunt slit, pried her puffy pussylips open and started to slip inside her.
"Mmmmmm!" he whispered. "I want you so bad tonight! You looked so hot and sexy at the party! That dress, those stockings, all of you!"
He lifted the nightie higher and bared her belly. He rimmed her navel, sending ticklish sensations through Suzanne. She sighed. It wasn't all that bad. But she didn't love him anymore, she was positive. Since starting her affair with Karl, she had no sexual desire for Brian.
He rubbed her pussy as he licked and kissed her tummy, and then his mouth was down amid her cunt hairs and he was peeling her open, exposing her clit, running his tongue back and forth over its pink point.
She wasn't aroused, but he licked so hard, sucking and kissing and humming, that her clit simply had to poke out to find out what the hell was going on. His fingers continued to stroke the gash of her cunt, the tips slipping in to massage the slick pink interior.
He opened her pussy and licked up and down the trench, fucking his tongue into her at unpredictable intervals. Suzanne began to squirm and shiver.
"Damn it, Brian," she said, "I told you, I don't feel like it!"
He wasn't listening. His tongue worked through her pussy, in and out of the moist pink hole. Suzanne stirred very uncomfortably. It shouldn't feel this good! She could fuck Karl Martin without guilt because she was convinced that there was no sexual spark left in her marriage. She should not be getting moist while Brian nibbled her clit and sucked on her pussy.
She moved slightly and her hand found his cock and balls. She stroked the long hard rod, her fingers encircling the shaft. Mmmmm, he did have a big one, didn't he? Bigger than Karl's, to tell the truth. But she'd been fucking this cock for eighteen years - she'd been barely out of high school when she and Brian were married - and she needed a change, had to have a change!
Her hand slid up and down his cock again, and she felt the heated throbbing of his prick against her palm. Hot sticky jizz was already oozing out of his cock-knob. God, he was turned on! Well, there was only one thing to do about it. Her hand moved down and cupped his balls, warmly, fondly. And then she gave them a cruel, vise-like squeeze.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Brian gasped, jerking away from her and sitting up in the bed.
"I told you, I don't feel like it," Suzanne said. "Why don't you listen to me when I tell you?"
Brian was livid. She could almost smell the anger boiling inside him. Maybe she shouldn't have crunched his balls. The heat of his cock was still noticeable on her hand, and the spilled-out cum was sticky between her fingers.
"Goddamn it," he said, glaring at her. "I don't know what the fuck is wrong with you! All I wanted was a little bit of pussy! I'm your husband. I am entitled to a goddamn fuck once in a while!"
His voice dropped. He had realized that Josie was home from school and asleep just down the hall. If he kept on shouting, she wouldn't be asleep, and he didn't want his daughter to know what was happening with her parents. And Jesus, there was Cookie to consider! It was no time to get into an argument with a stranger in the house. But once the girls had gone back to Springdale, Brian promised himself, some shit was due to hit the fan.
He slid out of the bed and got into his shorts, then his robe.
"I'm going down for a snack," he said. "If I can't eat pussy, I'll find something else to munch on."
He tied the robe and went out the door.
Suzanne smoothed her nightie, pushed it back into place. Her hands lingered over her tits, and she could feel her heart pounding. Brian usually acted wimpy when she turned down sex, convincing her that he too was just going through the motions, but there had been a sexual spark in him tonight that she found interesting and provocative. She found herself wondering if there might possibly be something left between them.
Her hands moved down, stroking her crotch through the nightie. She could feel heat building in her cunt, wafting out through the fabric to warm her fingers.
She pushed harder, stroking at her pussy, and she could feel the hard bud of her clit. With a sigh, Suzanne lifted her nightie and eased her hand into her panties, rubbing the hairy mound of her cunt. Trickles of warm wetness oozed from her cunt, dampening her fingers. With a smile, she began to frig herself. She really did need one more climax before she went to sleep.
Brian entered the kitchen.
"Oh," he said, stopping short. Cookie O'Neill was sitting at the table with a can of diet soda and a fudge brownie.
"Hi," she said. "I got the munchies. Guess you did too, huh?"
Brian hesitated at the door. He felt extremely awkward being alone with the girl. He hadn't meant to fuck her today. He still found it hard to believe that he had done it. Surely it had all been a crazy dream of some kind. But Cookie smiled, and he saw the same shiny white teeth and pink tongue that had teased the cum out of his prick.
"Have a brownie," she said, pushing the plate toward him. She seemed so nonchalant. He came closer, warily, and reached for a brownie. Her hand covered his in a quick blurred movement and she squeezed. "Or would you rather have something tastier? I thought I heard you saying upstairs that if you couldn't get pussy, you'd settle for some other munchy. How about this one?"
Cookie leaned back and spread her legs. She was wearing a T-shirt and panties, and she lifted the shirt, exposing the plumply filled crotch of her panties. Her eyebrows lifted invitingly and she winked.
"You heard all that?" Brian asked.
Cookie slid her other hand down into her panties. He could see it moving underneath the garment, and he gulped. She closed her eyes and purred, her wrist flexing, and then she brought her hand out. Cookie extended it to Brian, and he could smell the tangy musk of her pussy on her fingers.
"Yeah," she said. "You make a lot of noise when you're horny. I oughta know about that! How's this, Brian? Tasty enough for you?"
He took her wrist and slid her fingers into his mouth. Damn right it was tasty! Even better than it had been this morning. He sucked the juice from her digits and he looked down at the girl, his cock beating stiffly inside his shorts.
Cookie untied the sash of his robe.
"Oh, wow!" she gasped, seeing the bulge of his erect cock poking out the front of his underwear. "That looks good enough to eat, too, Brian! But I can think of something even more fun to do with it than eat, you know?"
He wasn't sure he knew, but he was positive he'd find out exactly what she meant.
He shrugged the robe off his shoulders, and Cookie tugged down his shorts, freeing them of the bone-like cock that was sprouted to full erection inside. She snugged the shorts under his balls and took his cock in her hands, using both of them to stroke up and down the long hard shaft.
"Mmmmm, such a big one," she said. "I wish my daddy had a cock like this. Maybe I'd fuck him, instead of doing it with my best friend's daddy. Poor old prick! That mean lady upstairs won't let you go inside her hairy pussy, will she?"
Cookie pursed her lips and pressed soothing kisses onto the cockshaft, punctuating them with little wet flashes of tongue-work. Brian felt his head growing light. For a kid, she had a hell of a mouth. He'd have felt a lot guiltier if she wasn't obviously so experienced. And if she didn't salivate so much on his cock as she kissed and licked its rigid length.
Jesus! he thought. What kind of girl was this to be roomies with his innocent young daughter? He was pretty sure Josie had never done anything serious with boys. She'd not dated that much at home, and now she was at an all-girls school.
But the idea of his daughter sharing a room with a hot little slut like Cookie was a bit disturbing to Brian Shafer. Maybe he should talk to the headmistress and see if Josie could be assigned a different roommate?
His cock disappeared into Cookie's juicy hot mouth and he couldn't think about anything else except her sucking. She gulped him deep and hard, making sure with her tongue that he stayed big and stiff, and his prickhead pulsated in her throat.
She made gurgly noises around his cock, sucking voraciously, working him in and out with her lips and tongue. One hand was on his chest, the other held his balls, and she twisted her head wildly as she fed on his hard cock.
She came up for air, licking her lips. His cock was sopping wet from her saliva and his own leaked-out pre-cum. She cleaned it with her tongue, giggling. The sound made vibrations ripple through his cock, and he knew he'd never get to sleep tonight until he had fucked the young girl at least one more time. Even if she was Josie's roommate, he was going to put his cock in her and fuck her hot little body raw!
She was sitting in the chair, guzzling his cock. He took her by the tits and lifted her upward, his face coming down to dominate hers. She opened her mouth and he fucked it with his tongue, just like he'd fucked it with his cock.
Cookie sucked his tongue as eagerly as she'd sucked his cock. His arms enfolded her, and her hot-nippled tits, loose under the T-shirt, jiggled against his chest and stomach. He was already reaching down to lift her T-shirt.
Cookie leaned back while Brian went down on her tits.
"Oh, I like the way you suck me!" she purred. "It's almost as nice as when - never mind, just suck those tits!"
She giggled in a fluty voice, her fingers sliding through his hair. His mouth moved from one tit to the other. His hand slid down her front, into the top of her panties. He found the patch of her pussyhair and squeezed the warm, vibrant mound of moist, crinkly haired flesh. Juice oozed from her cunt and wet his fingers, and the heat coming out of Cookie O'Neill made Brian Shafer feel even hotter, even hornier.
She continued to stroke his cock while he nursed on her tits.
"Let's fuck, Brian!" she whispered. "Oh, please, let's fuck! I need it just as bad as you do! I'm so horny, and I thought I was gonna have to jack off tonight!"
It was true. She and Josie had spent most of the night playing with each other, but it had not been quite enough for Cookie. Somehow it was never quite enough.
"I'd like you to do something really special to me," Cookie purred, looking up at Brian as he lifted his mouth from her tits. "Have you ever fucked anybody up the asshole?"
Brian's eyebrows lifted. He'd had fantasies of that very act this morning while he was fucking Cookie, but he'd never dreamed she would offer him that private little treasure. He began to breathe heavily, and his cock throbbed inside her hand.
"I guess you like the idea," Cookie said. She went to the refrigerator and came back with a stick of margarine. "We need some kind of lube, and this is handy. Oooohh, it's so cold! Need to warm it up, right?"
As Brian watched, she unwrapped the margarine and put it inside her panties, clenching it between her thighs.
Walking stiff-legged, with the margarine stick in place, she took his hand.
"Let's go in the bathroom," she said, escorting him toward her downstairs toilet. "It could get kinda messy!"
Cookie lifted her T-shirt and dropped her panties, straddling the john. Behind her, Brian watched.
Red hair grew up into the crack of her ass, stopping short of her tiny, tight-looking asshole. When she spread her legs, her shitter winked open, as if it were grinning at him. He fondled his cock, wondering how it would feel to shove his cock up her asshole.
She was right about one thing. The butter had softened considerably in the grip of her legs. Cookie handed it back to Brian.
"Grease yourself up," she said. "And then do me."
He rubbed the butter up and down his hard cock until the length of his prick was slippery and slick with the dripping vegetable oil. Then he pushed the end of the stick against her asshole and rubbed it back and forth, shoving to get the stuff into Cookie's shitter. She giggled and purred as he stroked her.
"Oh, that feels sooo good!" she whispered. "But hurry up, I really wanna feel you inside me!"
She wasn't the only one who was dying for it! Brian had dreamed about fucking a hot tight asshole ever since he was a teenager, but he'd never met a woman who'd stand still for it - not till now. He shoved the lube into Cookie's ass until the girl moaned, and then he knew it was fucking well time to begin.
Coming up behind her, he dropped the margarine into the toilet and moved his slippery cock into place.
"Just stick it in," Cookie said. "I can take it, big boy!"
He fumbled with the tightness of her ass, but the more he fumbled, the less tight she grew.
His cock-knob eased into the hollow opening, and Cookie grunted as if she were trying to break a run of constipation. The sound excited him, and he shoved harder.
"Oh, yes, do it to me, Brian! Fuck me up the ass!"
His cockhead struggled with her natural tightness, but she was as determined as he, and she reached back, spreading herself wide for his penetration.
"Here goes!" he growled, and thrust, driving his cock into her ass.
Cookie warbled as it thrust in, and her body shoved back to meet him. She was full of his hard prick, and it felt fantastic.
He had to fight to get thrusting space inside her, but when she loosened up enough to allow him to fuck her, it was total magic. His big hard cock fucked again and again into Cookie's asshole, and she swallowed it with the greedy mouth of her shitter, squeezing down tight around him when he was fully buried and making his prick feel a mile long.
"Oh, stir my shit!" she panted. "Stir my motherfucking shit, big guy!"
He filled his hands with her tits as he fucked her, lifting her shirt so he could get directly at the quivery, sweat-soaked mounds and their hardened, excited nipples. She reached beneath herself, frigging at her pussy and sharing the delights with her clit. He fucked deep into her ass, and a dribble of piss squirted from her cunt, splashing down into the toilet bowl.
"I always pee when I get fucked up the ass," she said. "That's why I straddled the john. Mmmmm, come on, Brian! Ram me with that big juicy prick! Flood my guts with your cum!"
He tried to imagine his wife holding still for something like this. Fat fucking chance of that! Oh, Christ, he thought, I oughta divorce her and marry this randy little teenaged bitch! And the more he thrust his cock in and out of her clenched, greasy-feeling asshole, the more attractive the crazy idea seemed.
His cock-knob fucked deep into her cunthole again, and yet another squirt of piss gushed from Cookie's cunt. The sound of the piss hitting the water in the toilet excited him and made him fuck her all the harder.
He reached down and cupped her pussy, thrusting in again and allowing her piss to flow through his fingers. She giggled as if she were embarrassed, but he knew it would take a hell of a lot more than this to embarrass Cookie O'Neill. His prick explored her shitchute, and he kept on discovering new, uncharged depths of arousal for him, as well as her.
"Oooooohh, I'm gonna come!" Cookie squealed, rocking her ass from side to side.
Brian fucked faster into her churning asshole, and his hand clenched her piss-squirting pussy.
Yet another gush of hot piss dripped out of her cunt, stinging his hand with its sudden flow, and his cock swelled to a great length and thickness inside her ass. He fucked deeper, expanding his penetration of the young girl's body, and she rocked and rolled beneath him.
"Yes!" she whined. "Oh yes, fucking yessssss!"
There was no mistaking her orgasm. It erupted inside her, and he could feel it shuddering down the tunnel of her asshole, surrounding his cock with the sudden fury of her climax. Her clit was as big as a peanut under his exploring fingers, and piss was gushing from her cunt.
Brian fucked into her, again and again, making the girl whine and moan and climax repeatedly. His crotch hit her jiggling ass with each thrust, and the knob of his cock did a horny dance at the very bottom of her anal passageway. He banged the girl time after time, sweat rolling down his face and blinding his eyes.
Fuck you, Suzanne! he thought smugly. If you won't give me what I want, I can get it somewhere else without a lot of fucking trouble! He only wished his frigid wife were standing here to watch him fuck the willing, tremendously excited teenager.
He gripped Cookie's body, squeezing with one hand at her bouncing tits, with the other at her dripping, piss-soaked cunt. His cock was the size of a log inside her shitter, and he couldn't last three more strokes. He pushed hard, and that was one. He pushed harder, and that was two. He thrust again, and he groaned in a tight hoarse voice as his cock began to squirt its gushing load of hot cum into Cookie O'Neill's tautly clenched shitter.
It was all he had hoped it would be and more, and the trembling of the teenager's body beneath his told Brian that he had done right by Cookie as well. His cock trembled inside her asshole and he wondered if he dared to fuck her again tonight.
He gave her a tentative thrust, and another squirt of piss splashed from her cunt. The sound made his ears tingle and his balls clench.
"My, aren't we horny tonight!" Cookie purred. "And I do mean we, big guy!"