Chapter 1
Her damn fool husband was drunk again.
Diane Rutherford looked disgustedly at the sight of her husband lying sprawled across the couch. Jim never seemed to manage getting through a party without getting himself plastered. It made her sick to see him that way so often. She might have left him long ago except that he was usually a decent man and a good provider.
He made enough money to keep her in the kind of expensive clothes she liked to wear-like the clinging formal evening gown she had on tonight.
Why the hell did he have to get drunk tonight?
Diane was feeling good. She'd had just enough to drink so that her body was tingling. All evening long she had been feeling the men watching her, eyes caressing her through her gown. She had worn it for just that purpose.
Her tight-fitting gown showed off her flat tummy and her beautiful ass, and it pushed up her big round tits to make them seem even bigger than they were. She had dark hair falling down to the middle of her back, and she knew all the men had to be thinking about how much they'd like to fuck her.
She was ready to take her husband home and really give him a good piece, but he was drunk and she knew he wouldn't be good for anything the rest of the night.
"The bastard!" Diane said softly.
"Did you say something?" the young man beside her asked.
His name was Tim Johnson and he had been hanging around her all night long. A couple of times she had caught him trying to look down the front of her gown. It was childish, but it had made her tingle even more.
"I didn't say anything," Diane answered, "except wondering how I'm going to get home tonight. My husband can't drive and I don't have a permit."
"I could take you home," Tim suggested.
Diane took a long look at Tim. He was tall and blond and he looked very young. Probably one of her friend's college friends. She knew he had more in mind than taking her home. She started to put him down very quickly, but she hesitated....
There was something about him that was very attractive, and she was feeling crazy. It would serve Jim right if she gave a kiss or two to this young man. And it might make her feel better. Just a kiss or two-nothing more.
"All right," Diane said. "I'll let you take me home."
She almost laughed at the expression on his face. She had made him happy. He really thought he was going to get something. She had the feeling she was going to like teasing this young man.
Her friend, Susan, was standing at the door when Diane let the young man help her on with her coat.
"You don't mind letting Jim sleep on your couch, do you?" Diane asked.
"Of course not," Susan answered. "You two have a good time."
Susan was a honey-blonde with light-blue eyes and a nice smile. Susan and Diane had been friends since high school. They could read each other like a book. They had both been very faithful to their husbands. Susan knew Diane would never stray from her vows, so she knew what Diane was up to, and she winked. Diane winked back.
"Your friend is very pretty," Tim said as they walked out to his car.
"I thought Susan invited you to the party," Diane said.
"No, I came with my brother."
He opened the door for her and she gracefully slipped inside. She let her gown fall apart so that he was treated to a glimpse of her white thighs and pink garter belt at the top of her stockings. She heard him gasp as she pulled her gown back together again.
The young man was flushed and breathing heavily when he came around to the driver's side. He started the car and Diane directed him to where she lived. It was only a ten minute drive from Susan's home.
"This is where I live," Diane said.
It happened so fast that Diane hardly had time to put up a defense. The young man stopped the car and jumped at her. She held him off but he managed to kiss her lips.
"Wait a minute, Tim," she said breathlessly. "Wait!" s
"I can't wait," Tim said. "I've been thinking about you all evening long."
He pushed her arms down and tried to kiss her again. She struggled but he was too strong for her. He pinned her against the car door. He held her arms down by her sides as if she was a helpless baby. He kept trying to kiss her lips but she kept turning her head.
"Bitch!" Tim said savagely.
"Take your hands off me!" Diane retorted.
She thought she could handle him, but she was wrong. He suddenly rammed a hand down the front of her gown and lifted out one of her tits. Diane had never been so shocked. She felt him blowing his hot breath on her nipple.
"Don't do that," she pleaded. "Don't!"
She had a hand free, and she started slapping at him but he acted as if he didn't feel it.-He moved his face to her tit, and she felt his wet lips touching her nipple.
"Oh God," she said softly. "Don't do that!"
There was nothing that Diane Rutherford loved more than getting her tits sucked. She went wild when the hot lips of her husband covered her aching titty-flesh. She had always thought it was just because of her husband's good technique. Now she knew that wasn't true, because she could feel the shiverish sensations going through her body at just the touch of Tim's hot breath.
She felt him taking her titty-flesh into his mouth. He began gently sucking her nipple and it was driving her crazy. He spit it out and started licking it. Both her nipples grew hard as rock. She felt that butterfly sensation in her belly.
She lost all control. The hands that had been pushing him away now started tugging him closer. She felt him sucking almost half her big tit into his hot mouth.
"Dear Jesus," she moaned softly. "This can't be happening! Oh, I can't let it happen!"
But Diane knew there was not a chance of her stopping this young man from nibbling on her titties. He was enjoying himself too much. And she had to admit that she, too, enjoyed it. The tingles in her body had become a roaring fire. She wanted him to take more and more of her creamy tit-flesh between his lips.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "I like that. Suck my tits like that, Tim!"
A pair of headlights passed over them and Tim jumped away from her. He had a guilty look on his face. He turned to look at her and the guilt quickly passed. Diane could feel him staring hungrily at her. She knew that she looked lewd with one plump tit hanging out and her gown hiked up to her garter belt.
She knew this was the time to stop!
Instead she said, "Let's go up to the house."
Diane could feel her heart pounding as she walked up the stairway to her house. She tried not to think of her husband as she opened the door. She had never done this before, but she just couldn't control herself. Her skin felt hot and itchy, and there was a throbbing between her legs.
Inside the house, Tim grabbed her again. She let her lush body press against his. This time she kissed him back and rubbed her tongue against his.
"Where's your bedroom?" Tim asked.
"Not there," she answered. "That belongs to my husband and me. We can't do it there."
"Lead me to the bedroom, bitch!"
She could do nothing else but lead him upstairs to the bedroom. She turned to face him.
"Take the gown off," Tim said.
She tried to gain control of herself but she couldn't. Her body still needed the touch of his hot hands. She put her hands behind her neck and found the zipper. Her fingers trembled as she pulled it down. She let the gown fall to the floor.
"Christ!" Tim exclaimed. "I've never seen anything like you, baby!"
She could feel his eyes on her, devouring her. She had never been like this in front of any man except her husband, and it gave her a really wicked feeling. His hot eyes went from her big round tits to her pink panties and pink garter belt. She could feel her pussy-lips trembling with excitement.
"You're so fucking gorgeous," he told her.
He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her mouth. He stabbed his hot tongue deep into her throat. Her head was spinning as he made her sit down on the side of the bed. His hand covered one of her creamy tits.
She felt his fingers brushing her nipple, and it was getting even harder than it had been before. She pressed her thighs together to stop the tingling, but it didn't help. She could feel her pussy-juice soaking her panties.
He pushed her back on the bed. She moaned as she felt both his hands caressing her nipples. He kissed her mouth and her throat. She felt his wet mouth moving down her body until he was touching her hard nipples again. His wet mouth opened and she felt him sucking her nipple into his mouth.
"Ummmmm," she moaned softly.
He started moving his mouth from one of her luscious nipples to the other. She hadn't felt this wild in a long time, not even with her husband. Tim seemed to know how to make her hot. His mouth opened wider and he was taking more of her creamy tit into it.
"Oh, that feels so good," Diane moaned.
His hands slipped underneath her, and he began gently squeezing her shapely asscheeks. She felt the butterfly sensation in her belly. One of her hands slid down his back, and she began stroking him. She knew that she couldn't stop him from fucking her-in fact, she didn't want him to stop.
His wet tongue moved from her nipples down her belly. She felt his wet tongue in her belly button. She squirmed as she felt more hot flashes throuoghout her body.
She pulled Tim's hair and he came back up her body. For the first time she felt his full weight on top of her, felt his lust-bloated cock against her pussy. She began to squirm against his cock and it made her crazy. She could feel her tits getting even more swollen as they pressed against his hard chest. He kissed her mouth, and this time she hungrily sucked at his tongue. She could feel his tongue getting deep into her throat.
"Oh God!" she whispered.
Tim got off the bed and started undressing. She had never seen any man undressed except her husband. She couldn't take her eyes off him. He stripped down to his shorts, and she could see the thick bulge there.
"I'll let you take these off," Tim said.
She climbed up to her hands and knees and pulled his shorts down his legs. She gasped at the sight of his long thick cock with its massive head. She had thought that all cocks looked about the same. She found out she was wrong. His cock was almost double her husband's size.
"Oh God!" she gasped softly.
She wrapped her fingers around his thick staff. She could feel his hot cock pulsating against her hand. It made her feel weak all over. She moved her hand up and down his cock slowly, and she felt his cock-cream leaking over her fingers. Her fingers felt sticky, but she didn't jerk her hand away. She was feeling hotter than she had ever felt in her life. She pulled him back onto the bed.
"Ohhh, I need this," she moaned. "I've never needed a cock so bad!"
There was nothing left of the snobbish Diane Rutherford. She was a bitch in heat who needed a fat cock in her cunt. She never gave another thought to her husband as she pulled the muscular young man closer.
"I need it," she moaned. "I need your cock."
"You cock-hungry bitch," Tim moaned. "Just let me get your panties off and I'll give you a cock."
She lifted her ass as he pulled her panties down her long legs. He left on her garter belt and stockings. His hands slipped underneath her again and he gripped her asscheeks.
"I'm going to give you seven inches of hard meat, baby," Tim told her. "Just get ready for it!"
She moaned as she felt his wet cockhead rubbing against her inner thighs. He seemed to be getting a kick out of making her squirm. He kept rubbing his massive cockhead up and down her thighs without letting it touch her cunt.
"Please don't do this," she moaned. "I need your cock. Please fuck me!"
She was doing and saying things she'd never thought she would do or say. Her body was hot with desire. Her husband had never made her feel this good. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around Tim's throbbing dick again.
"I need it in me," she cried.
She pulled his swollen cock against her pussy. She felt his pre-cum wetting her pussylips. She closed her legs on his throbbing dick and tried to suck his prick into her cunt.
"Goddamn you," she moaned, "put it in me! Don't tease me. Put your fucking prick in my cunt!"
This time, Tim moved forward and she felt just his prick-head slide easily into her tingling cunt. She moved her ass forward on the bed and managed to get half his prick into her cunt. His cock felt so much different than her husband's. It filled her in a new way.
"Ahhhh," she moaned. "Put it in me all the way! Goddamn you, why won't you fuck me?"
Tim had teased her long enough. He thrust all of his cock into her pussy. She gasped as she felt the long length of his prick lodged tightly in her fuckhole. God, his prick felt so damn good!
She reached around and grabbed his ass. She didn't want him moving-not yet. First she wanted to enjoy the feeling of his thick cock inside her.
"You feel so fucking good!" Diane gasped. "I never thought a cock could feel like this."
Lately her husband had been letting himself go. His body wasn't the same strong, well-conditioned body it once had been. He was getting a little flabby in places. But there was nothing flabby about the young man on top of her. His hard, hairy chest mashed her titties almost flat as her hands stroked the thick muscles of his back.
"Now fuck me," Diane moaned. "I need a good fucking. I've needed it for so long. Give it to me!"
Tim wasn't going to be rushed. She realized he wanted to enjoy her lush body for as long as he could. He started to move slowly, his prick sliding deeper into her with each stroke.
"God," Tim moaned, "you're tighter than shit. Your husband hasn't been giving you cock the way he should. If I had a woman like you, I'd fuck you every day!"
Tim had a lot of experience for such a young man. He seemed to know how to use his cock to give her the most pleasure. He was giving it to her a little faster, and she could feel his massive cockhead rubbing her clit each time he thrust.
"Ummmmm," she groaned. "I like that. I love your cock!"
Tim drew back and pushed her legs up. He plunged his stiff cock into her again. This time, her legs wrapped around his back and she locked them together. She had never done this for her husband. Tim's cock was really getting deep into her cunt.
She felt wicked and abandoned as she began hunching to meet his stabbing thrusts. She started tightening her cuntwalls around his meaty prick. She used her cunt like fingers that could grab and squeeze his lust-bloated cock.
"Give it to me hard," she moaned. "Fuck me hard!"
Tim began drawing back and driving his prick into her luscious cunt. She could feel him rocking her entire body each time he plunged into her. One of his hands slid in between their bodies and he started fondling her tit.
"Oh God," she moaned, "you're going to make me come. You're making me feel so hot! You're making me come! God, I'm coming. I'm coming! Aieeeeeee!"
She put her arms around him and pulled him tightly against her. She clawed at his back with her fingernails. She felt spasms of sweet pleasure shaking her body. She felt her cuntjuice soaking his fat cock.
"That's it, baby," Tim groaned. "Shake your ass that way!"
He started fucking her harder and faster, and she could feel his cock growing inside her. She knew it wouldn't be long before he was shooting his cum into her. She had a moment of guilt as she remembered her husband, but she quickly put it out of her mind.
"Sweet Jesus," Tim moaned. "I'm shooting. I'm shooting my fucking cum! Can you feel it, baby? Oh shit, it feels good!"
The dam burst inside her pussy and she felt his thick cum spurting in rivers. She felt his jism dripping out her cunt and wetting her pussy-hair and the insides of her thighs. She loved it.
Diane Rutherford had been well fucked!