Chapter 12
Susan stepped out of the shower and splashed herself with her best perfume. She wanted everything to be perfect for tonight because in a way, this was almost like her wedding night. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She just hoped Brian was up to all she had to offer!
Later, putting the final touches to her face, she stood back from the mirror and studied herself critically. She felt she'd never looked prettier, happier.
She turned suddenly, hearing a knock on the front door. Now who could that be? she wondered. Well, whoever it was, she'd get rid of them quickly. Brian was due home any second.
"Bob!" she said when she opened the front door. She flushed, embarrassed to see him. "Is . . . Brian with you?" she asked stupidly, looking over his shoulder.
"No," he said, entering the house, "he told me to come over and check on you. He's been trying to phone you all day. Guess you weren't home."
"I was out," she answered, closing the door. "What . . . what did he want."
"He has to work a double shift," Bob explained. "He'll be home at two."
"Oh no," Susan said, frowning. For a perfect evening, it was already a disaster. "Crap," she added, flopping down on the couch.
"Hey, you smell nice," Bob said, shooting her a grin. "Guess you had, uh, big plans, huh?"
"Yeah," she answered.
"Well, things never work out like they're supposed to," he said philosophically. "Obligations, you know," he added with a twinkle.
She laughed suddenly, remembering their conversation in the park. God, it seemed like years ago.
"Got to learn to go with the tide," he said, joining her on the couch.
"Like a dead fish?" she teased.
"No," he said. "More like a salmon against the . . .well, you know what I mean."
"I do now," she admitted. "What you said made a lot of sense. I was just too stupid to realize it at the time."
"Remember the other things I said?" he asked, touching her thigh.
"What?" she asked, feeling her heart thunder in her chest.
"About how I'd like to have that affair with you," he said, moving his fingers up her leg. "Like I said, it takes two to do it."
Obligations, Susan thought. She had obligations to her husband, but she also had obligations to herself. And quite honestly, she wouldn't mind if Brian saw another woman on occasion, so long as he always loved only her.
She was glad in a way that Brian had to work and Bob was here. It would be a test of her emotions. And besides, he looked so handsome sitting there, virile and alive.
"There are two of us here," she whispered, touching his hand. "Is that the magic number?"
"Sure is," he laughed, kissing her firmly on the mouth. "Unless, maybe it was four."
"Four?" she asked.
"Well after all, Brian is my best friend, and best friends share things, right? I thought if we came out in the open about everything, it would make things easier."
"You and me . . . and, would your wife agree to something like that?" she asked.
"She's had the hots for Brian since I can remember," he laughed. "Does it bother you?"
"No," she said honestly. In fact, she liked the idea a lot. "Does it bother you?"
"Of course not," Bob laughed. "Why should it?"
The only thing left was finding out if it bothered Brian. For the first time, she really didn't know what his reaction would be. It would be interesting to find out, however.
"Now about that affair," she grinned, pulling him close. "Just show me how to do it."
Before he could say anything, she locked her mouth on his and thrust out her tongue. At the same time, she unzipped his dirty work jeans and pulled his throbbing cock out. She jacked the foreskin over the thick ball for several seconds, then swirled her fingers into the dark-brown patch of wiry hair.
"Mmmmmmm, you already know how," Bob said, placing his hands on her head, pushing her down between his legs.
Susan pulled his shirt open and kissed his hairy, muscular chest. As she did this, he fumbled with his trousers and boots, then removed his socks. When he was naked, he removed her nightgown and cupped her upturned, ripened tits.
Slowly, Susan worked her mouth toward his crotch When her chin nudged the tip of his cock, she felt her pussy buzz with excitement. Part of it was being with him, but a greater part was thinking about what might happen in the future. She might be able to do this while her husband watched. And she could watch while Brian fucked Bob's wife.
"Oh, I'm gonna love it!" she moaned. "Mmmmmm, just love it!"
"I already love it," Bob whispered, increasing the pressure on her head. "Come on, cocksucker, suck it in and eat out my cum."
Susan flicked the tip of her tongue over his cockhead, then gulped the full length of his cock into her throat. As she pursed her lips tightly around the hairy root, she felt the heat from his cock filter downward, through her guts. Her cunt became hotter than ever, already oozing with anticipation. She squirmed around, stimulating her clit, feeling it pulsate with pleasure.
"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, lifting her head, sliding her lips over the smooth, rubbery surface of his cock. When only his cockhead remained between her teeth, she licked the loose skin that surrounded the oval-shaped monster. The flavor of dried piss and cum hit her throat like steam from acid.
"Mmmmmmmm, love sucking your big, hard cock," she gurgled, then pounced back down to the thick, meaty root.
"Ah . . . that's it, baby," Bob grunted, lifting his hips and squirming his ass around. "Eat it in like that. God, baby, I've got a cum-load that's gonna choke the shit out of you. Now . . . suck, bitch. Suck it all out."
Susan began working her mouth up and down as quickly as possible. Soon her blonde hair swept about her face and shoulders like a fiery halo. Her forehead was slapping his stomach noisily.
"Mmmf! Mmmf! Mmmf!" she gurgled, tearing at his crotch with her nails, feeling her cunt become electric with pleasure.
"Yes, cocksucker, yes," Bob grunted, punching his hips upward. "Shit . . . I'm so fucking close!"
Susan couldn't wait any longer for his cum. Her throat was starving, begging for his jism. She rocked her head back and forth and burrowed between his thighs, sucking him in a rage.
"Fuck . . . suck," Bob growled, leaning over her body as he felt the first of his enormous cum-load boil into the root of his cock. "Suck ... me . . . cocksucker!"
"Aaaaghhhhh!" Susan choked, feeling the first hot blast of scalding jism slap her throat. The fluid seemed to explode, showering in every direction. Some of the rich liquid even blasted behind her nose where it shot from both nostrils in glistening, silvery streams.
"Mmmnnnfffgggg!" she spluttered, gobbling in more of the flaming cum.
"Eat, cocksucker," Bob said, almost standing. He thrust deeply into her mouth and held her there forcefully with his hands, churning in the bulk of his load. "Suck ... me dry! Unh! Unhhhhh!"
Susan's cunt spasmed with release so violent, she thought her backbone would snap. She froze for a second as her face became glued to his crotch, and she gave a long, silent scream of pure, raw, ultimate ecstasy.
At last, Bob thundered in his final glob of jism and fell back, gasping for air. He threw his head back and wheezed loudly, feeling as if his heart would pound out of his chest. He stroked her hair and then pulled her up to his chest.
"Now that's what I call fun," he laughed. "Boy, old Brian has a gold mine here and he doesn't even know it."
"Oh, I think he might," Susan grinned. "Or at least he will when I get finished with him tonight."
"What are you going to do to that lucky bastard?" Bob asked, running his fingers over her sensuously curved back. "Anything I might get a preview of?"
"I'm going to fuck his teeth out," she said.
"Want some practice?" he teased, slipping her legs over his and sitting her down on his crotch. "I still have all my teeth."
"Not for long," Susan said, loving the banter, the easy attitude he had about sex. "I'm gonna screw you so good, you'll have to knit yourself a new one."
"Promises ... promises," he said, squirming beneath her.
Susan leaned forward and as she did, the tips of her tits brushed over his neck, then his face. When she felt his warm, sucking mouth on her nipples, she reached under and grasped his cock with both hands. Gently, she stabbed the tip of it into her oozing cunt and sat down.
"Ohhhhhh!" she cried out, feeling his monstrous cock warm her guts. "So . . . big and . . . and . . . hard! Fuck me, you bastard! Really let me have it . . . good and fast!"
"You got it, baby," Bob murmured, lapping furiously at her tits. "Take it. . . here! Unh! Here, bitch!"
While he slapped his ass up and down, Susan met him with downward thrusts, gobbling his entire slab of cock in her guts. She ran her fingers over his broad, muscular shoulders, felt him flinch, his ecstasy matching hers.
Within a matter of seconds, she could hardly bear the delicious sensations. Every cell, each nerve was alive, electric with pleasure. Pleasure soon bordered pain, causing her face to wince and contort in what looked like pure agony. She fought herself and stopped all movement.
"Wait," she begged. "Don't move. Let's keep it like this for a while, I ... I ... " "Fuck you, baby," Bob growled. "I can't stand it. You can stop if you want to, but I'm gonna fuck the living shit out of this hot pussy."
When he thundered up inside her cunt, his body almost out of control, Susan let herself go completely. The aching sensations were just too intense, too demanding. She flailed about, running her fingers over his arms and shoulders, sucking his head, pulling the coarse hair through her teeth.
"Fuck meeeeee!" she screamed suddenly, freezing as a storm of violent release hit her cunt. When the sensations peaked, she began bouncing furiously. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she shrieked.
"Oh . . . me . . .too," Bob gasped, feeling her orgasm suck on his cock like a starving mouth. His cum bolted from his nuts and splattered her in- sides. Almost immediately, it boiled back down his plunging cock and spit it from her cunt, wetting his balls.
"Take it, cocksucker!" he cried out, chewing into her tits like an animal. "Goddamn you . . . every fucking drop!"
When Susan thought pleasure couldn't possibly get better, it did. Massive convulsions hit her body with full force and for a moment, she actually thought the top of her head would blow off. Even the soles of her feet tingled with release.
"Aieeeeeeee!" she yelled, bucking, writhing, experiencing one last spasm of raw joy. She then fell, her cunt crushing his pulsating cock. "Yesssssss," he hissed, locking her mouth around his.
They kissed almost lazily, letting their tongues play like mating snakes, then fell to their sides, his cock still inside her pussy. They lay like that for ten minutes or so, then pulled apart.
"So that's what Brian gets every fucking night of his life," Bob grinned.
"He will from now on," Susan said. "Whether he likes it or not."
"Something tells me he's gonna like it," Bob said. "And if things work out like I hope they will, I might dip into that little hole pretty often."
Susan kneeled on the floor and snuggled between his legs. She lowered her face to his crotch and began licking his cock and balls, cleaning him of the stray wads of cum. When he was free of the delicious juices, she sat back on her haunches and gave him a wicked smile.
"You'd better go now," she said. "Don't want to overdo it, do you?"
"Hell yes," he laughed. "Don't you?"
"You might talk me into it," she grinned.
As he entered her again, she snuggled close to his warm body, hardly able to wait for tonight.