Chapter 3
Clover came back home, disenchanted. She could hardly believe her lack of nerve after she went out. Somehow, every man she saw in the shopping center had looked attractive to her, but she hadn't been able to just walk up to one of then and say, "Hi, wanna fuck?"
Perhaps she'd have been better off with a sexier approach. She might have subtly hinted that she wasn't wearing any panties under her flowing dress. That had turned on Eddie in a big way when he'd found out. Maybe it worked on other men, too.
But she had to face the fact that she'd been scared shitless of propositioning any of the men she'd seen and liked. She was five years out of practice doing things like this. As a seductress she was a complete failure.
Or was she?
Clover remembered how easy it had been with Eddie. They'd hit it off right from the start. And it had been great. She'd received all the cock she could take then, not to mention the closest thing to sexual satisfaction she'd ever got from a fucking.
It was possible for her to seduce a man. She was attractive. She knew all the moves. It was only five years of a lousy marriage that held her back.
"But it's not been that lousy," Cover cried out loud. "Not really. I love Michael. It's just that he never pays any attention to me anymore. All he's interested in is his damned job. And getting his rocks off. No thought of me. Dammit!"
Clover sat heavily in the kitchen chair, her elbows resting on the table where Eddie had bent her over and fucked her from behind. She still thrilled in her pussy from the feel of his hot, racing prick. She stroked over the spot on the table where some of her cunt juice had dripped, then her fingers drifted down unconsciously and rubbed over her black, fleecy pussy mound. Tingles shot through her loins. The dark-haired woman knew she needed more. Lots more.
Turning in the chair, she peered out the opened door. She'd been gone for several hours-and so had Eddie. He was just returning from his interview. Should she ...
Her body took over. Before Clover realized what she was doing, she was waving and calling out to Eddie, "Hey, come over. Tell me about the interview. How'd it go?"
From the smile on the man's lips, she knew how his interview had gone. And she knew the best way of celebrating. She stood and smoothed down her skirt, wondering how he'd fuck her this time. However, it was, it would set her on fire unlike any of the fucking she could get from Michael.
"Great, Clover, just great. They liked me and hired me at lots more than I was getting at the old place. Getting fired turned out to be the best thing that's happened to me in years."
"The best thing?" she said, her eyes dipping down to the bulge in his pants, then boldly going back to stare directly into his eyes. Her pink-tipped tongue darted out and made a slow circuit of her lips, wetting them and giving a nervous Eddie an unmistakable message of stark desire on her part.
"Almost the best," she said.
"How about a drink? To celebrate?" She didn't wait for an answer. She walked across the kitchen making sure her ass rolled like a pair of oiled ball bearings. From the way Eddie sucked in his breath, she knew the way she wiggled and twitched her perky behind got to him in a big way. She wanted him so damned hot he couldn't resist her when she asked for him to fuck her again.
The beautiful young girl never got the chance to ask him to fuck her. The man came up behind her in a flash, his hands holding tightly to her waist.
"Damn you, you sultry bitch. What happens if Rebecca find out about this?"
"I won't tell her. And you won't tell Michael."
"That ass of yours turns me on as much as your legs. God, how I want to fuck you right up that ass!"
"Wh-what?" Clover stammered. She'd never once considered such a kinky thing in all her life. But then she'd become used to only screwing in the missionary position-and never much variation in location, at that.
"I want to cornhole you, dammit." His hands dropped and hiked up her skirt. She hardly knew what to do, how to respond. When Eddie shoved her forcefully to the floor, she landed on hands and knees-just the right position for the ass-fucking.
The feel of his hand moving over her butt turned her on as much as it convinced Eddie this was the right thing to do. He began stroking heavily over her ass now. His breathing became harsh and hot.
Eddie said, "The hell with Becky. If she wants to trap me into a divorce because of you, I'll do it! Anything, anything at all so long as I get to fuck that sweet ass of yours. It's driving me wild!"
"Good. And this is driving me wild," she said, assuring him that his cock was having its effect on her. She reached back through her legs and pulled down his zipper. His prick leaped out long and eager to bury itself all the way up her shit chute.
It was Eddie's turn to peel her like a banana. The thin dress she wore was quickly stripped off to reveal her naked, pendulous tits. The sight of the titflesh hanging under her body made his breath come even faster-and he wasn't that much interested in her boobs.
He dug tits, sure. But he was an ass man. He loved asses. Big and floppy. Tight and well-formed. In between. He didn't care. He loved them all. Each had its own special attraction for him. And Clover's ass was just about perfect. And looking at with those long, slender, tapered legs of hers, he no longer restrained his lust for her. He couldn't.
Clover's ass was the finest he'd ever seen. More than a double handful of assmeat in each cheek, tight and firm, young and-wanton! Those were his requirements for a good butt fucking.
Tenderly he ran his hands over the satiny-smooth skin of her butt. Almost like he was handling a religious relic, his fingers parted the half moons and dipped into the humid canyon between those meaty globes. Her ass gleamed whitely in the light. It was marble white but vastly warmer and more vibrant than any lifeless stone could ever be. His hand trembled with anticipation.
"God, I never thought I'd be fucking my very-own neighbor's wife like this."
"All you had to do was ask," the beautiful young girl said. "Now get on with it, damn you. I'm shaking inside. I want to feel more of this!" She grabbed his cock again and pulled it insistently toward her body. She had to feel it inside her, moving, fucking, giving her the thrill of a lifetime.
Ass fucked! Not once in her life had Clover ever considered getting a prick up her asshole. And now she was begging for it.
He planted a wet, juicy kiss on her left buttock. Then he quickly moved to the other and kissed it. The feel of his mouth moving on her ass sent a jolt of sexual electricity volting through the dark-haired woman's body. Never had a kiss been so much of a turn-on for her. She was quaking inside as if she'd turned to jelly.
Slowly, she crept forward. She couldn't help herself. He followed her, his mouth moving constantly over her behind. When his rough, wet tongue speared out and into the deep canyon between her asscheeks, she knew she'd found the single kinky act that would give her the most erotic pleasure.
Clover wanted a cock drilling hard and long up her asshole.
From the feel of the man's breath on her naked butt, she was going to get her wish. Soon.
His hands moved restlessly over the beautiful young girl's sides while he explored the humid crack of her ass. He found her asshole without any trouble. When his tongue lightly probed into the tightly held little muscle, she thought she was going to lose her mind.
It was a gentle touch but one that might have been dipped in some corrosive fluid. It set her entire body on fire.
"Fuck me quick," Clover demanded. "I can't stand this anymore. I want your cock. Now! Fuck me now!"
On hands and knees, ass presented to Eddie for his prick, she felt the entire room spinning around and around. She didn't remember much of what happened next. But it was all great.
She felt the hot cylinder of his prick pressing between her twin mounds of assflesh and digging hard for her asshole. The man might have stripped off his pants. She figured he did some time because the hairy thighs rubbing against her butt were driving her closer and closer to coming.
The blunt head of his cock pushed hard against her anal sphincter. His earlier oral explorations had liberally supplied spit for lubrication. When his cock finally jammed into her behind, it was well-greased.
Clover gasped as she felt the thick, knobby head of his cock slide into her bowels. He was so big! She'd thought Eddie felt big when he'd fucked her cunt. Up her asshole, he was a monster!
She knew he was going to rip her apart with that giant prick.
For a long moment, he paused as if savoring her inner fires, her tight, clutching, demanding asshole. Then he slowly drilled deeper into her guts. When his cock finally sank balls-deep, she was sweating and shuddering in reaction.
"God, it's ... it's the best fucking ever!" she cried. "Ream me out good. I want to feel you tearing me up inside with that cock of yours!"
He grunted as he slowly retreated from her flaming-hot interior. The sheath of flesh around his prick was more like a surgeon's glove than a female body. And that surgeon's glove had been filled with boiling-hot lava. He was both crushed and burned by her clinging asshole. Best of all, her ass trembled just enough to give him the effect of having a running vibrator shoved up hard against his crotch. That always made for the best greeking.
He loved it!
"You asked for it, Clover and you're gonna get every fucking inch of my damned cock!"
He slammed harder into her fuming hot asshole this time. Her inner membrane expanded slightly to accommodate the huge cock raging up into her tightest passage. He didn't rip her apart. She only felt as if he had.
Gasping, she rammed her ass backwards into the circle of his crotch. Moving her ass in tiny circles heightened the effect of his cock inside her guts. It was a hot, all-male stirring stick buried far up her shitter. And moving like she did turned it around and around in her guts until she came.
"Aieeeeee! Shit, oh, shit, I never, oh, ummmmm," she sighed, coming down from her sexual high. The cock remained stuck far up her ass. It jerked with a lust that was unmistakable.
She knew he was going to keep fucking her and that she was going to keep coming. This was so different from getting laid in bed. This was raw, brutal, a man's fucking. Ass raped! She was getting screwed all the way up her perky ass!
Those thoughts alone were enough to keep the dark-haired woman perched on the brink of climax. And all the cock she needed to go over the edge again was rammed up her butt. The entire area of her ass flared hot as Eddie drove back and forth, cornholing her. The thick arrowhead of his prick spread her white, trembly flesh apart and sent waves of delight washing through her body. When he reached around her body and lightly fingered her clit, she came again.
Then things began to blur. She was coming so fast, the entire world was lost to her. All that mattered was the long, hot cock fucking her ass. The finger on her clit sent her blasting off again and again. When he began pulling hard at her tits, stroking from the base to the hard nubbin of nipple like he was milking her, this only added fuel to the fires of her arousal.
She was one giant raw nerve ending. And every touch from her next-door neighbor was undiluted pleasure.
In the midst of her orgasmic high, Clover felt Eddie's cock moving in and out of her asshole faster and faster. The friction burned away at her tender flesh. It was as if he'd shoved a rocket up her behind and lit the fuse. But this was a lot sexier than that ever could be. She loved the way Eddie fucked her ass.
Then the beautiful young girl felt a hot surge into her asshole. The man had come. He blew, his wad and creamed her guts with his jism. She was only vaguely aware of the sexy enema she was receiving. Still dazed from her repeated climaxes, Clover was in no condition to care that the cock was slowly softening in her hot ass and slithering free of her clinging body.
Finally, she realized he wasn't screwing her anymore. Collapsing to her kitchen floor, she felt the coldness of the tile on her hard nipples and throbbing tits. This brought her back to reality more than anything else could have. She rolled over and looked at Eddie. A shit-eating grin crossed his face as he gazed down at her. It was the smile of complete satisfaction.
"You're one hell of a back-door man," Clover told him.
"And you've got one hell of an ass to go with those fine legs. I could have fucked you the rest of the day."
"Why didn't you?" Clover asked. The burning desire in her loins was building again.
"Becky's going to be home real soon now. Like I said before, we shouldn't have ever gotten started. But I'm glad we did. I'm glad you were here."
"And I'm glad I was here, too. Congratulations on your new job. Maybe we can celebrate it more ... later."
Eddie looked confused, unsure of himself. Then he shook his head and said, "No, Clover, no. I love Rebecca. I really do. It's just that things have been confused for me. I needed you today. But with things smoothing out with my job and all, no more between us. Please."
"Sure, Eddie, whatever you say." But Clover knew the man was kidding himself. All she had to do was wiggle her ass in his direction and he'd come running-with a hard-on. As she watched him leave the kitchen, she sighed and remembered the feel of his cock all the way up her asshole. It was the first time she'd ever been butt fucked, but it wouldn't be the last. They were good together, she and Eddie and there would be other times and other places for them.
Just the thought of Eddie's prick in her again sent delicious shivers throughout the woman's trim young body. She was beginning to enjoy adultery.
A lot.