Chapter 8
Greg was stunned by what Lisa had just told him.
"You don't really mean you want to leave me?" Greg asked her.
"Yes," Lisa answered. "I do mean it. I want to leave you. Our relationship isn't any good anymore."
"I don't understand," Greg said.
"There's nothing to understand. Our marriage isn't working out. We're not any good together anymore."
"I thought our marriage was fine," Greg stammered.
"Part of our married life is okay," Lisa admitted. "You support me very well. It's the sex part that bothers me."
"Sex? What in hell is wrong with our sex life?"
"Everything's wrong with it," Lisa said. "And there's no sense in your getting angry."
"Angry? Why in hell shouldn't I be angry? Of course I'm angry. I'm mad as hell. How the fuck can you call our sex life bad?"
"Greg," Lisa said patiently. "I don't want to hurt your feelings. I want us to remain friends. But our sex life hasn't been good lately. In fact, it's been lousy!"
"You cunt," Greg said angrily. "What the hell do you know about good sex? You haven't been good for me since the day we got married."
Now it was time for Lisa to grow angry. She knew she should have kept her cool, but she couldn't help herself. It wasn't fair for him to say anything against her. She had tried to be a good wife. He hadn't done his duty as a husband. If he had given her enough cock, then she wouldn't have had to look elsewhere.
"Maybe I haven't been good for you," Lisa blurted out, "but I've been good enough for some."
She immediately felt a pang of regret. She saw Greg's face turn a vivid red, and she knew she had really made him mad. She started backing away from him.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" Greg asked.
"I didn't mean anything," she answered. "I don't know why I said it."
"You've been screwing around," Greg said. "You've been fucking around on me."
"No, Greg," she insisted. "I just said that. I really didn't mean it. I was just angry."
"You have been fucking around on me," Greg said. Greg stood up. Lisa didn't remember him being so large. "You have been. You've been screwing another man."
"No," she insisted.
"Tell me the fucking truth, bitch!"
"All right, Greg," Lisa agreed softly. "I'll tell you the truth. I have been with other men."
"Other men?" Greg asked. "You mean, there's been more than one?"
"Yes," Lisa answered.
"You goddamn bitch," Greg yelled.
She had expected angry violence. She started to pick up a lamp to protect herself, but Greg didn't come after her. Instead, he sat back down on the couch. He looked a little shook up.
"Damn," Greg said softly. "Do you mean that you've actually fucked other men?"
"Yes," Lisa answered.
"But why? Wasn't I enough man for you?"
Lisa took a long look at her good looking husband. Damn, it was hard to explain. Greg was plenty of man. He knew what to do with his prick. He could make her cry and moan as well as any of the others. Her problem was that he wasn't giving it to her often enough. He wasn't keeping her as satisfied as he should have.
"Yes," Lisa said finally. "You are quite a man. But you aren't making me happy."
"What am I doing wrong?"
"You're not giving me enough cock," Lisa answered. "I'm having to find my happiness elsewhere."
"You're determined that you want a divorce?" Greg asked. "There's nothing I can do?"
"Nothing," Lisa said. "Unless you can convince me that you can keep me completely satisfied from now on."
Greg suddenly started to understand what Lisa had been doing. She hadn't really wanted a divorce. Not yet, anyway. She simply wanted to shake him up a little. He realized that he had been ignoring her. He had been too busy with work and with other women he met-too busy for his wife.
Greg grinned. "Come over here, sugar."
"Are you sure you can handle it?" she asked.
"I'm sure," Greg said.
He could feel heat in his balls as Lisa walked across the room to him. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a skimpy halter top. He could see a lot of her big breasts. He had never tired of looking at her big tits. They were beautiful.
"Did you really fuck with some other guys?" Greg asked.
"Yes," Lisa answered. "I wasn't lying about that."
"Who?" Greg asked.
"Oh, the man next door," she answered, "and some boys from the park." "My God," Greg said.
He pulled his wife down into his lap and kissed her mouth gently. He felt her tongue slipping into his mouth and touching his tongue. He thought about the man next door fucking his wife. The thought didn't turn him off. It was kind of exciting to think of his wife being with another man.
"Did you suck his prick?" Greg asked.
"Yes," Lisa answered. "And I loved it. I admit that. I sucked his prick and swallowed his cum and loved it!"
Greg didn't know why but it was making him damn excited to think about his wife and other men. He could feel his balls getting harder.
He kissed her again, and they wiggled their tongues together. She put her soft hand on his thigh, and he could feel her fingers barely touching his prick.
He put his hand on her naked back just below the halter top. He slipped his fingers underneath the strap and found the single button. He pulled the halter top away from her and freed her big, creamy tits.
"Ummmm," Lisa moaned, as she felt his hands go underneath her creamy tits. He cupped them in his fingers and began running his thumbs over her creamy flesh. He felt her big red nipples grow hard under his touch.
"Why don't you taste them?" Lisa asked.
Greg smiled as he lowered his head. He touched his lips gently to one of her nipples; he felt her shiver. He opened his mouth and sucked on the hard point. She gasped and grabbed the back of his head. She tried to force more of her creamy tit into his mouth. He pulled his head back and moved over to her other tit. He sucked at the point and nibbled gently with his teeth.
She started squirming. It was even more exciting to feel her beautiful ass rubbing over his cock. His prick had gotten uncomfortable in his trousers. He took her hand and pressed her fingers against his prick.
"Take it out, baby," he said. "Take my prick out!"
Lisa's slim fingers hungrily tore at his zipper. She got the zipper open; her hot hand slipped inside to touch his rigid cock. His prick felt hot enough to burn. She sighed as she felt her fingers encircle his hot pole.
"Ummmm," she said. "I like that."
"Take it out, honey," he told her.
She wiggled around in his lap until she could easily pull his hot cock from his trousers. It had been a long while since she had felt this thick, hot prick. It felt good.
"Yeah, baby," he moaned. "Ahhhh, play with it. Run your hands over it!"
She tickled his balls with two fingers while she moved her hand up and down his prick. She saw the tiny bubbles of cum oozing out of the bloated cockhead. She felt the cream running over her fingers, and she took her hand away. She licked her fingers with a look of pure enjoyment on her face.
"Christ," he groaned. "Oh Christ, baby. How about taking a taste of it?"
Lisa dropped down to her knees in front of him. She held his rigid cock with one hand while she bent down and began licking the ruby tip. She tasted cockcream in her mouth.
"That's it," Greg groaned. "That's it, baby. Suck on my hot cock! Suck it!"
She used her tongue around the sensitive ridge until more of his cream smeared her lips. Her hair fell into her face. She had to hold it back. That seemed to excite Greg even more. He put one big hand on the top of her head.
"Suck it, baby," he groaned. "Suck it good!"
She opened her mouth and slowly slid her lips down his thick cock, almost to his balls. She moved her head back up, letting her teeth scrape against his flesh.
"Shit," Greg moaned.
Lisa raised her head for a moment. His cream had smeared the corners of her mouth. Greg had never looked at anything so hot and desirable. He thought of her on her knees sucking the man next door. He thought of her taking that man's cream down her hot throat. The thoughts going through his head nearly drove him out of his mind.
"Suck me," he groaned. "Give me a blow-job. Get down and suck on it!"
Lisa put her mouth back against his cock. She sucked his thick meaty cockhead to the back of her throat. She left it there for a few moments. She could feel his hot prick pulsating inside the walls of her throat.
She slowly pulled her head up while she swirled her tongue all around the hot pole.
"No," Greg moaned. "Suck me, bitch. Suck my prick! Suck my big prick!"
Lisa began bobbing her head up and down. She relaxed herself so that his hot cocktip was going even deeper inside her tight throat. She felt his hand pushing on the back of her head. She tasted more of his cockcream dripping into her mouth.
"Suck me, baby," Greg moaned. "Oh shit, suck me! Swallow my cum! Swallow my jism like you swallowed those other men's. Come on, baby! Suck it good!"
She could feel him swelling against her tongue, and she knew it wouldn't be long before he was exploding into her mouth. She was suddenly hungry for the taste. She sucked harder on his prick. Her tongue was going crazy.
"Jesus Christ," Greg yelled. "Oh Jesus! Your tongue's giving me crazy feelings! Shit, you're doing a good job! You're doing a fucking good job!"
Lisa raised her head for one last time. "Do you want me to suck you dry?"
"Oh shit yesss, baby," he groaned.
She grinned and put her mouth back on his cock. She began bobbing her head very quickly; she tasted the first spurt of his cum against the roof of her mouth.
"Shit yesss," he groaned. "Suck it, suck it! It feels so fucking goddamned good! Suck me! SUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
He began pouring his hot juice into her mouth. She had to swallow quickly to keep from choking. She could feel his salty flavored cream going down her throat and into her belly. His cum somehow warmed her like alcohol.
"Shit, baby," he said. "That's it. You're sucking me dry! You're sucking me dry!"
She kept moving her head up and down, even after his prick had been sucked dry. She wanted to get him hard as quickly as possible. She could feel a hot need in her cunt, and she wanted to fill it with his prick!
"Baby, you're killing me," he groaned.
He didn't try to pull away as she kept running her tongue all over his prickhead. She felt his cock stir to life again. She opened her mouth and sucked his hot cock into her throat.
"Shit, baby," Greg said. "You are something else!"
Lisa knew she was something else. She knew she was doing a damn good job of getting him hard again, but she didn't want him to come yet-not quite yet. First she wanted to feel that big cock filling her cunt. She wanted to have the hungry pussy between her legs satisfied.
"I need you to fuck me," she moaned.
"Oh shit, baby," Greg groaned. "Don't stop. I don't want you to stop yet."
"First I want to feel your hard cock, honey," Lisa said. "Then I'll suck your big cock all you want. But first I need to have your cock inside me!"
"Oh fuck yessss," he groaned.
Lisa moved back. She sat down in his lap again. She unbuckled his trousers and slipped them down his long legs. She pulled his shorts down and made him kick out of them. She took a long, loving look at his heavy balls and long, thick prick.
"Ummmm," she groaned. "You are beautiful!"
She took his hands and placed them back on her big tits again. She could feel her tits swelling under the pressure of his fingers. She felt his hands tugging at the zipper on her jeans.
"Baby," he said. "You're getting me so hot. You're getting me so fucking hot!
"I want you hot," Lisa moaned.
She stood up again. This time it was only long enough to unzip her jeans. She slipped them down her legs and then quickly skimmed out of her panties.
Greg started to get up, but Lisa pushed him backwards in the chair. She faced him and sat down in his lap. She felt his big prick pushing up between them.
"I'm going to put it in," Lisa said. She wrapped her fingers around it and guided the head of the swollen prick up against her hot hole.
"Yeah," Greg moaned. "Yeah, baby. Sit on me! Sit down on my big cock!"
Lisa slipped down until his swollen cockhead had stretched the lips of her pussy. She wiggled on his cockhead for a few minutes, until she could feel her juices flowing hotly. Then she sank down the rest of the way. She felt his meaty prick slide up into her cunt as deep as it could go.
"Oh yessssss," she moaned. "That feels good. That feels so fucking good!"
"Bounce on me, baby," Greg said. "Bounce on my cock. Bounce up and down on my prick."
Greg reached behind her and pulled her close against him. She could feel her tits mashing against his hard chest. She began to ride his cock, slowly. She loved the delicious shivers of pleasure that went through her each time his cock slid up into her.
"Yessss, yessss, yesssss," she groaned. "Oh yes, it feels so good!"
She bounced faster; she could feel the first hot spasm of pleasure going through her. The knot in her belly exploded, and she could feel her juices soaking his cock.
"I'm coming," she screamed. "I'm coming! God, nobody can make me come so good! AIEEEEE-EEEE!"
Greg could feel her cunt squeezing his prick like tiny fingers. He let her bounce up and down until she was done, and then he slowly pushed her off of him.
"Turn around, baby," he told her.
She turned. He made her go down on her hands and knees. He stood behind her and furiously slammed his big prick home. He drove his meaty cock deep into her cunt and made her shudder.
"Now I'm going to show you some fucking," he told her. "I'm going to show you some real fucking!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Give it to me good!" He began slamming his prick deep into her. She could feel his balls slapping against her. She moaned each time his prick went deep into her belly.
"Beautiful, baby," he groaned. "Fucking beautiful. I like your sweet pussy!"
He reached around her and grasped her hanging tits. He began massaging her hot tits as he pumped his prick into her cunt. He could feel his prick swelling as he drove into her faster.
"I love your hot pussy, baby," he groaned. "I fucking love your pussy!"
"Then give it to me hard," she groaned. "Give it to me really hard. Fuck me to death!"
He was gasping for breath as he slammed his prick into her as hard as he could. She felt his hot cockhead dripping into her pussy, and she knew he was getting close.
"Fill my pussy, baby," she moaned. "Fill my pussy!"
"Shit yes," he groaned. "I'm going to fill your hot pussy! I'm going to flood your pussy! Shit! Shit! Shiiiit!"
She humped back to meet his every hard thrust. She felt his cockhead explode in thick spurts of hot jism. He really was filling her cunt. She felt his hot cock-juice spilling out of the sides of her cunt.
"God," he groaned. "Oh God!"
Finally he was done. He pulled back, his hot cock slipped out of her pussy. She turned over and watched him walking to the kitchen. He came back with two beers. He handed one to her. She popped the cap.
"You're not angry?" she asked.
"About what?" he asked.
"About me and the other men?" she said. "About my fucking other men?"
"To tell you the truth," Greg answered. "I got kind of excited thinking about you and other men. Maybe you could even let me watch sometimes."
A satisfied smile tugged at Lisa's lips. "Yes. I think that might be arranged."
"Hot damn," Greg said, sipping at his beer. "Somehow I think things are going to be a lot more exciting around here from now on! Hot damn!"