Chapter 2
Susan tried to feel guilty when she looked into her husband's eyes, but she just couldn't. The romp in the woods with Bob had been something children would do.
Well, precocious children, she thought with a giggle.
Brian gave her a peck on the cheek and went into the bathroom to, "take care of the ol' teeth" as he always said. He would then do fifty sit-ups to "take care of the ol' stomach."
That was the problem with Brian, she thought.
He was always taking care of something as if he was a gardener and life was some big compost heap.
Just once, she wished he'd do something instead of taking care of it.
Still, she had no one to blame but herself. She had wanted the security of a husband, had been tired of flitting from one man to the other. And for three years she had been happy.
Complacent, anyway.
She had that old itch again, though, like she'd had in high school. She simply wanted to have fun. She closed her eyes and remembered some of the crazy things she had done.
What was the guy's name? Randy something or other. God, was he a good-looking stud! And the wild times they had.
She hugged herself, thinking about him, about that one particular day. They had broken into the principal's office and screwed right on the old fart's desk. She could still remember the embarrassed investigation when he demanded over the intercom the names of the people who had left a terrible "mess" on his important papers.
It would be so nice to go back, she thought. To see the old gang and Randy again. The last she'd heard, he had taken a banana boat to the Strait of Magellan, wherever the hell that was. He was probably dead someplace, buried under some goddamned coconut tree.
"Now to take care of the old stomach," Brian said, walking into the bedroom. He sat on the floor and braced his feet under the bed. "Fifty every night," he added.
Susan looked down at her husband and grinned. There were some advantages to taking care of yourself. At twenty-seven, he still had the body of a teenager, not an ounce of fat anywhere. In fact, his stomach looked like a rub board, hard and rippling with sharp angles. The rest of him looked just as good.
He was well over six feet, and besides being muscular, his handsome face with dark-brown eyes was framed with a shock of blue-black hair that any woman would kill for. His sculptured chest was covered with a lush grown of silky hair, sweeping down to a halo of wiry bush that surrounded his thick, meaty cock. His legs were powerful, well-shaped.
"Come to bed," she said hoarsely, "and take care of me." She ran her fingers through her long, silky blonde hair and licked the tip of her tongue over her even, white teeth. She looked at him with her green eyes, hoping he could read the hunger. "Don't you want to?" she added, spreading her long, shapely thighs.
"Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four," Brian grunted, ignoring her.
Oh well, she thought, lying back down. She would think about Randy, about Bob. She closed her eyes and saw that huge cock, the creamy masses of cum. She could even remember the acid-like taste as she swallowed. She shook suddenly, feeling her cunt muscles constrict.
"Mmmmmm," she groaned, touching her corn-colored patch of pussy hair. A delicate ripple burned around her cunt, causing an opaque drop of juice to seep into the loose folds of skin.
"Now to take care of my little girl," Brian said, rising. He got onto the bed and squeezed his knees between her parted thighs. "You ready, baby?" he asked, lowering his mouth to hers.
"You've got to be kidding," Susan panted, clutching his rounded ass with her fingers. "I've been ready for hours!"
When he eased his body fully down on hers, she felt his cock throb to life. A few seconds later, it was swollen to its full size, squeezing between them. She reached under his body with her right hand and grasped the thick slab of cock. Slowly, she guided the tip of it toward her puckered cunt and pressed it inside. Immediately, she cried out with pleasure.
"Fuck me!" she yelled, squirming beneath him, humping upward to suck more of his cock into her pussy. "Shove this big hard thing in me and fuck the living shit out of me, you bastard!"
"Jesus, what's gotten into you?" Brian asked, puzzled with her reaction.
"You, you big bull," Susan gasped. "And I want you in me all night long. Mmmmmmmm, everywhere!"
"We'll see," he whispered, nuzzling his lips into the hollow of her throat. "Just remember I gotta go to work tomorrow."
"Stay home," Susan said, moving more quickly beneath him. "Do something crazy. Let's fuck all night and then all day!"
Brian knew she had to be kidding, but still he enjoyed her obvious pleasure. He cupped her tits, then pushed them together until the rose-colored nipples buzzed as one.
"I'll take real good care of my baby tonight," he murmured, kissing her rubbery projections. "Gonna fuck you until you stay fucked."
With that, he began thrusting in and out of her pussy with growing speed. Soon his ass was a fleshy blur, every muscle in his hulking frame bulging. The room echoed with the smacking sounds of flesh on flesh.
"Oh ... yes!" Susan screamed out, digging her fingers into the crack of his ass, pressing him harder against her churning cunt. "Harder! Faster! Screw me to pieces, you bastard!"
She humped and jerked wildly, tearing her fingernails into his shitter as if trying to push his entire body inside hers. Then, when he held a steady, rapid rhythm, she felt the first of what she knew would be a delicious climax. She placed her hands behind his head and crushed his face over her tits.
"Baby, baby, baby," Brian murmured, licking her nipples, then biting into the delicate flesh. "You've got the tightest, hottest little pussy I've ever fucked."
"Aieeeeeee!" Susan shrieked, flinching wildly. A thundering spasm of raw ecstasy swept into her cunt, buttering-up her guts. When the pleasure peaked, sending a shower of warmth and satisfaction right to the tips of her toes, another climax formed, then burst around her convulsing cunt. She screamed again as she threw her head to one side.
"Take it, slut," Brian gurgled, nibbling hungrily on her tits, pumping in and out harder. "Take my cock, and fuck it right up to your cocksucking brains."
"Cock . . . cocksucking!" Susan whimpered, remembering Bob's rich mass of cum as it poured into her throat. "Don't fuck it in me," she panted.
"Blow it over my face! Fuck my mouth, too!"
"Jesus, you sure?" Brian asked, stopping all movement. He looked at her anguished expression, again wondering what had caused such raw lust.
"Yes," Susan said, tugging at his hulking frame. "I want cum all over my face!"
"Few . . . more seconds," Brian whispered, plunging back inside her cunt with his full weight. "If that's what you really want."
Susan lay beneath him, feeling the hunger in her throat become more than demanding. Would he ever cum! God, she couldn't wait. Every second was a delicious, agonizing eternity.
"Ready, baby?" Brian gasped, yanking his cock out of her pussy and quickly straddling her chest. "Oh . . . fuck, I sure hope you are. I... I . . . unhhhhhh!"
Susan watched mesmerized as his cock bobbed above her face. It was glistening with cunt juice, swollen like an angry snake. The tip of it was ballooning, the tiny cum hole opening like the aperture of a camera.
"Yesssssss!" she groaned, grabbing his shaft, jacking it wildly. Immediately, a thick glob of steamy jism shot from the end of his cock and slapped her between the eyes. "Mmmmmmm, yes!" she panted, stretching her tongue out.
As more of the milky cum burst from his cock, she rocked her head from side to side. Within seconds, her entire face was covered with thick streams. Some of the molten globs dripped to her ears, others slicked over her chin to her neck. Finally, the last of his load exploded, and he let himself down, pumping forcefully. The combination of hard cock and juicy cum over her face was enough to cause another lightning-like flash of orgasm to rip into Susan's guts.
"Mmmmmmmm, delicious," she gurgled, lapping at the wads of jism like a hungry animal. "Fuck me . . . stick it in . . . fuck . . . suck . . . mmmmmmm ..."
She wallowed her tongue over his cum-coated crotch, over her lips, savoring the delicious flavor, inhaling the steam. Then, when he stopped moving, exhausted, spent, she pushed him back and burrowed between his thighs. She scooped the liquid from her face and neck and ran her fingers up and down Brian's cock. When it was coated with the creamy wads, she licked them off, groaning as they etched the back of her throat.
"Fuck me now," she begged, running her fingers into the damp, blue-black hairs. "I . . . I want it so hard and fast, I . . . " "Hold on, baby," Brian chuckled, "don't you want this to last? You're gonna burn us both out in a few minutes."
"I don't care," she replied, sitting back on her haunches, her eyes glazed with lust. "Cock! I want cock!"
"Holy fuck," Brian said, shaking his head. He'd never seen her like this! She was suddenly like a cat on a fence! "Let me just get my breath," he added, reaching for her waist.
Susan simply couldn't wait. Her cunt was aching and throbbing more wildly than ever before. In her mind, visions of Bob and Randy, and a host of others danced. Their cocks were ripe, ready to be eaten, fucked.
"I want it!" she pleaded, pushing him to his back and straddling his chest. She jabbed her knees into his armpits and leaned forward, crushing her oozing cunt down on his face. When she felt his nose pierce into her crack, she gave a panther-like yell. "Fuck ... I have to have it!" she screamed.
Brian had little choice but to oblige. His face and neck were fully engulfed in her perfumed warmth, her cunt working over his nose and mouth like lips. He thrust his tongue out and buried it in the silky heat. Immediately, it was sucked farther inside.
"Chew my clit, you bastard," Susan said, grabbing the back of his head. "God, chew my whole pussy up and eat me! Eat me, you cunt-licking bastard!"
"God . . . damn," Brian whispered beneath her assault. "This thing's like a snapping turtle."
When he got over the initial shock of her move, he placed his hands at the sides of her cunt and pulled the loose folds of skin away from the opening. When her tiny clit bud came into view, he bared his teeth and scraped up and down the delicate shaft. It buzzed between his lips like an angry bee, swelling, becoming rock-hard.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Susan screamed, rolling into a ball and falling to her side. She wrapped her legs around his neck and locked her ankles together over his back. Using her full weight, she completely buried his face in her cunt. The most fantastic sensation she'd ever felt thundered in her pussy, peaked violently, then subsided to a dull ache.
"Aaaaghhhhhh!" she shrieked, then relaxed. "Oh ... oh ... oh .. . Godddddddd!" she panted, her chest heaving wildly.
She lay there for several moments, fighting sleep, then pulled away. When she saw her husband, his face glistening with her juices, she was filled with new strength. He, however, seemed dead to the world.
"Brian?" she asked, stroking his chest. "Brian, don't go to sleep. I want you."
A happy snore met her request.
Like a drunk person, Susan stumbled from the bed and walked into the living room. She lighted a cigarette and plopped down on the couch, inhaling the acrid smoke.
"Christ, but I used to have fun," she said to herself, taking another drag. "I remember fucking to all hours. Fucking until we couldn't fuck any more."
Now I'm just an old married woman, she thought. Something to be taken care of. Like a lawn or a carburetor.
She reached for the phone, suddenly, and dialed a number.
"Hello? Bob?" she said to the sleepy voice. "This is Susan. Want to come out and play?"
"Do you know what time it is?" Bob asked.
"I didn't call you for the time," she teased. "For something else. Wanna guess?"
"What about Brian?" Bob asked, getting interested.
"Why? You want to fuck him, too?" she giggled.
"Not hardly," he laughed. "But . . . where?"
"Tell you what," Susan said, thinking quickly. "There's a little park right by that Episcopal church on High Street. Meet me there in twenty minutes. We'll fuck on the merry-go-round."
"You're kidding," he laughed.
"No," she answered, "but I sure feel like a kid again."