Chapter 1
"Take a look at me, Freddy," Margie purred, making her voice as husky and alluring as she could. "I've got a little present for you!"
Margie squirmed her rounded asscheeks into the king-size mattress and tossed the covers suddenly from her voluptuous body. Beneath the sheets she had pulled her nightie up to the curve of her large creamy tits. All of her luscious thighs and thickly haired cunt was exposed to her husband's gaze.
"Feeling horny tonight, Fred?" Margie continued softly. She spread her shapely thighs brazenly and dropped her hand into the heat of her cunt, wantonly rubbing the swollen, fleecy-haired lips of her tight pussy. "Mmmm, that's so nice. Can't you smell my cunt now, Fred? I'm so hot! Don't you want to ram your dick into me and give me a nice fucking?"
Fred stirred next to Margie on the bed and looked impassively at her steaming pussy. On the television in front of the bed, Johnny Carson made a joke about the gas crisis. Fred chuckled and went back to his viewing.
"God damn it, you bastard, how can you watch the TV at a time like this?" Margie exclaimed. "Can't you tell how horny I am? You haven't fucked me in a month! Jacking off isn't enough! Why can't you just fill my cunt up like you used to?"
"Wait till the commercial," Fred said and yawned.
Margie blinked and looked disgustedly at her forty-year-old husband. She was almost beginning to think that he'd gotten old before his time.
True, he didn't look old. Fred was still a tall, handsome, incredibly well-built man. His masculine, square-jawed face was almost unlined, and the graying of his jet-black hair had only made him that much more desirable. Even after nineteen years of marriage, Margie was convinced that Fred was one of the handsomest men she'd ever seen.
And she was the perfect mate for him. Margie smiled proudly at her curvaceous nakedness, admiring the fullness of her tits, her slender waist, the pretty dark hairs of her pussy and the taper of her long legs. She was thirty-six now, but she was still easily the most stacked, mouthwatering housewife on the block. Men got hard-ons just looking at her on the street.
And now it was time to give her husband a nice big hard-on, too!
Margie studied Fred's profile and pursed her lips decisively. No, he wasn't going to get away with it, not tonight. Tonight Fred was going to remind his wife of what it felt like having a huge, throbbing dick deep inside her cunt, fucking her hard and fast. Whether he wanted to or not!
Marie leaned across the mattress and pulled the covers from Fred's body. Before her husband had a chance to turn from the television, she had reached under his pajama bottoms and was groping hungrily for the soft lump of his gigantic prick.
"Hey, god damn it!" Fred muttered angrily. "I already told you to forget it! Didn't you hear me?"
"I'm gonna give you a blow-job, Freddy," Margie purred wantonly. "I wanna see that huge cock of yours and suck it hard. I'm gonna make your dick so stiff you'll forget all about the Johnny Carson Show!"
"Ah, you're always so horny," Fred grunted. "You're as horny as a fucking whore!"
Margie ignored her husband's insult completely. Quickly, she undid his pajama bottoms and pulled them midway down his hairy thighs. Then she saw the gorgeous cock she had dreamed of for the past month, and the mere sight of it made her cunt so wet that she thought she might cream all over the sheets.
Fred had a long, thick, very beautiful dick. Margie stared at the huge hunk of meat growing out of his cock-hairs, admiring the thickness of the trunk and the plum-sized knob of the purplish head. When it was stiff, Fred's prick measured between eight or nine inches long, depending on the level of his excitement. Margie knew that her husband's cock was one of the main reasons she'd married him as a teenager.
"Oh, Freddy," Margie whimpered. She encircled his soft prick in her palm and hotly began to stroke it up and down, steadily jerking him off. "Let me suck your dick for you, huh? Oh God, it's so big and thick!"
"God damn it, Margie, what a fucking slut! I wanna watch the TV!"
Margie continued to beat Fred's meat in spite of his protests. Soon she felt it growing and swelling in her palm, the bone-like stiffness emerging in his gorgeous cock.
"Oh, Freddy, you're getting a boner now, I can tell!" she said excitedly. She rested her cheek against his belly so she could concentrate on the stroking of his prick. "Lemme know when you want me to suck it, okay?"
"Unh," Fred muttered. He pressed his hand into Margie's thick brown hair, as if to push her head away from his swelling cock. Then the strength went out of his fingers, and Margie knew she had her battle won. "Oh, Margie ... you fucking slut ... unh ... oh shit ... unhhhh ... "
Margie stopped stroking and held Fred's prick firmly in her fist. Now his dick was as hard as a rock. The blue veins stood out clearly along its fleshy pink surface, and she could feel the hot throbbing of his cock.
Margie studied the knob of Fred's prick and giggled hornily. White cream oozed slowly out of his cum-slit now, coating the thin purple flesh of his cockhead with jism.
"Okay, Margie, you win," Fred sighed. "Suck on it. You got me all horny. Suck my dick!"
"Yes, darling," Margie replied. "Whatever you say!"
Margie sat up and squatted on her knees next to Fred's thighs. Her right hand firmly encircled the base of his pulsating prick to hold it in position. She parted her lips and dropped her mouth over the cum-smeared knob, taking the first several inches of his cock into the buttery warmth of her throat.
Then she started sucking. Margie's full lips pursed tightly around the pink hardness of her husband's dick, her tongue rolling across his shiny cockhead as if she were licking a lollipop. As her mouth worked on the knob, she rhythmically stroked it up and down, hard and fast, jerking him off into her mouth.
"Unhh," Fred sighed. He smiled pleasurably and thrust his hand into his wife's thick brown curls, encouraging her to proceed with the blow-job. "You fucking bitch, you give such fantastic head! You're all hot to taste my cum, aren't you? Shit!"
"It's beautiful, Freddy! You've got such a pretty big dick!" Margie pulled her husband's cock out of her mouth so she could stare at it, impulsively squeezing and milking the base with her fingers.
Two quick strokes of her hand made more jism ooze from his small cum-slit. Margie watched delightedly as the white fluid oozed from his cockhead down his blue-veined shaft. She pressed her palm against the tip of his prick and salaciously rubbed the cream all over his aching hard tool, until her palm began to make wet slapping sounds around his dick as she continued to beat him off.
"Ahhh, that's right, you're such a horny little cunt," Fred moaned. "Keep your sucking ... I wanna cum now ... pop my rocks all over your face!"
Margie returned her mouth eagerly to Fred's twitching cock. This time, she opened her lips much wider, taking inch after inch of his prick down her throat, until over half his dick was embedded in the stretched circle of her mouth.
The saliva poured from her mouth with her horniness, running from her lips and dripping down Fred's throbbing cock.
"Unnggghhh," Margie groaned. She flared her nostrils for air and rhythmically bobbed her head up and down, fucking herself in the mouth with the salty hardness of her husband's gigantic dick.
"Unh," Fred murmured. The base of his cock grew a little larger in Margie's stroking fingers; the sac of his swollen balls tightened with their reservoir of cum. "Make me spurt, baby, keep on sucking! Any second now! Ahhh shit! Keep sucking my dick! Suck hard!"
Margie disobeyed her husband's frenzied command. She withdrew his cum-oozing prickhead from her mouth and stared intently at his dick, wondering if it was hard enough now to give her the fucking she craved.
It was. Fred's prick was as stiff as it could possibly get, standing nine inches out of his wiry hairs like a battering ram sculpted of flesh. His balls were tight and bloated with cream, and even as she held onto it, his big dick throbbed and pulsed violently with heat. Margie knew that if she didn't take his cock into her cunt immediately, his cum would shoot all over his chest.
Margie released Fred's cock and pulled off her nightie as fast as she could, leaving herself naked. Her huge white tits were swollen with horniness, and her dark pink nipples felt as stiff as little rocks. She needed her husband's dick desperately now, pumping all the way inside her cunt.
"God damn it, Margie, I was about to blow my wad!" Fred said irritably. "What the fuck you think you're doing?"
"You're going to fuck me now, Fred," Margie purred shamelessly. She climbed on top of him and planted her knees into the mattress on either side of his hips, positioning her hairy cunt over the bulbous knob of his prick. "I've been thinking about it and fingering myself for a month. You're going to give me what I need!"
"Ah, I don't want to fuck you! It's too much work!" Fred complained. "Ain't it enough I let you suck my dick?"
Margie was too horny to pay attention. She held Fred's cock up and lowered herself onto it, fitting the spongy head to the pouting lips of her soaking-wet, burning pussy.
Instantly, waves of hot desire burst through her pussy, the slippery lips of her cunt pulling around the tip of Fred's dick. Margie fit the knob comfortably into her pussy and then sat down on it, gasping and whimpering like a horny little girl as the meaty inches of his dick slid greasily into her hungry cunt.
"Margie ... oh, Marg ... unh ... " Fred grunted. His expression became dreamy and lustful; it was obvious that he was already overwhelmed by the exquisite tightness of his wife's wet pussy. "Oh shit ... that's good ... unh ... "
Margie leaned forward and pressed her hands into the bed on either side of Fred's shoulders, making her full tits jiggle and sway across his chest. She could feel the hugeness of his dick throbbing wildly deep inside her pussy now, and the filled-up sensation his cock gave her was even more satisfying than she'd thought it would be. Quickly, Margie began to pump her shapely white ass up and down, furiously fucking her cunt with the stiffness of Fred's prick.
"Oh, you're cunt's tight," Fred moaned. He held his wife's hips and allowed her to hump him, sighing as the walls of her pussy milked and pressed around his rock-hard cock. "Forgot about that, Margie ... how tight your pussy is ... for such a slut!"
"Unh ... unh ... fuck me back, Fred ... unh ... unh ... fuck my cunt!" Margie burbled. She clawed his chest and furiously bucked her ass over him, making her hair-fringed cunt piston up and down the cum-slicked shaft of his cock. "Unnhhhh ... Freddy, I'm getting so hot! Fuck me haaaard!"
Fred started bucking his ass off the bed. His throbbing cock made obscene slurping sounds as it pumped in and out of Margie's slippery fuck-hole, darting a little more deeply into her pussy with every stroke. Then they were both fucking in rhythmic unison, making the bed shake with the energy of their hot humping.
"Unggghhhhh ... Freddy!" Margie squealed. She pushed her fingers through her curly cunt-hairs and shamelessly fondled her stiff clit, jacking herself off so that she'd be able to cum as her husband did. "Your prick ... it's so big and good ... love the way it feels up my cunt ... fuck me with it ... you fuck me so good ... "
Fred increased his fucking motions off the mattress, until his throbbing cock was slamming violently in and out of Margie's gurgling pussy. Margie felt his prick meat chafe her clit and groaned loudly with desire. She fell onto his chest and stopped moving entirely. All she could do was lie there and whimper with pleasure as his cock slurped in and out of her wide-open cunt.
"You really want to cum now, don't you, baby?" Fred muttered, teasing her sadistically. "You really want to unload all that juice you've been saving up for a month!"
"F-f-f-fuck meeee!" Margie whined shamelessly. She quivered and bucked helplessly on her husband's body, almost unable to bear how delicious her cunt felt as it sucked wetly around his cum-oozing cock. "Up my cunt, Fred ... I wanna cum now ... ahhhh ... "
Suddenly Fred raised his hand and groped between the jiggling cheeks of Margie's peach-shaped ass. His finger found the puckering, throbbing ring of her asshole; he thrust it all the way in and lewdly began to stroke it through the rubbery grip of her ass.
"Awwwwunhhhhh!" Margie gasped. Her asshole muscles convulsed around his finger; her pussy poured juice all over his aching stiff cock. "That's good, Freddy, finger my asshole! Unh! Oh shit, you're making me cum now! I'm about to cum!"
Fred lifted his hips violently off the bed, hammering every inch of his dick into the clasping wetness of Margie's cunt. For a second, his prick grew to total painful stiffness throbbing wildly deep inside her cunt.
Then the load of his cream started spurting out of the purplish knob of his cock. Again and again the white squirts spouted up from his balls, bathing the walls of Margie's pussy with jism. Fred held his wife's hips tightly, moaning as his hot cream spewed continuously from his cum-slit.
"Cumming, Fred, I'm cummmiiing!" Margie gasped. The strength of her husband's cum had put her over the edge. She'd forgotten how good it felt to have a man's jism shoot off inside her. Margie bucked her ass frantically up and down, feverishly fucking Fred's dick as fast as she could. "Fuck me, Freddy! Nhaaahhh ... I'm cummmmiiiinng ... "
For a full five seconds, Margie remained poised over Fred's still-oozing prick, flushing crimson as her cum gushed through her pussy. Then she whimpered and fell on top of him, kissing his cheek in wanton gratitude for the pleasure he'd just given her.
"Oh, Freddy," she sighed happily, "That was so wonderful! You made me cum so hard! Oh God, why don't you fuck me more often? I love you, darling. I love you so ... "
"Holy shit!" Fred exclaimed. He pushed Margie off of him and stared wide-eyed at the television set - as if he'd never fucked his wife that night at all. "God damn it, Margie, that's David Brenner on there! He's one of Johnny's guest hosts! You never know how Johnny's gonna act around a guest host! I gotta fucking see this!"
"Oh, Fred, for God's sake ... "
"Would you shut the fuck up, please?" Fred interrupted, He wiped his cum-stained prick absently on the cover, glanced irritably at his wife and returned his complete attention to the tube. "Wait till the commercial. And turn up the volume, huh?"
Margie moaned and turned onto her side, staring blankly at the wall. She only hoped Fred would try to speak to her sometime before they fell asleep. At least then she might have the pleasure of refusing to reply.
There was no question about it now, Margie admitted unhappily - her husband was a first class deadhead lay. He didn't want to fuck her more than once a month, and when he did he made her do all the work. Obviously he'd begun taking her body a little too much for granted.
And a beautiful body like hers, too! Margie thought of all the men who ogled her big tits and shapely ass on the street, and smiled inwardly with pride. Fred had just better watch himself, she thought. If he didn't start treating her better, she might proposition one of those men who got hard-ons by looking at her body. Perhaps one of them would be able to give her cunt the pleasure it demanded.