Chapter 3
"Fuck me in the ass," Sharon whispered, fingering her husband's thick, pulsating cock. "Mmmmmm, I want this big thing ramming in me and blowing out gallons of cum!"
"Roll over, then," Fred said. "I'll fuck, you doggy-style until you bark!"
Sharon got to her stomach and spread her legs. She then closed her eyes and waited for that first instant of pain when he entered her. It was always like that. Torture, then ecstasy. Still, it was worth it. She held her breath and bit her lower lip.
"Sweet little ass," Fred said, cupping the firm mounds. He gently spread the crack, then fingered the tiny hole. "Gonna love putting it to you here, baby. Mmmmmm, fuck, just love it."
Sharon now felt his swollen cockhead nudge into her crack, then slide through the tightly constricted rim. She exhaled, waiting for the electric-like jolt of agony. When it didn't come, she turned her face to one side.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Why are you waiting? I want it!"
"Didn't want to hurt you," Fred said. "You told me it always ..."
"In! Goddamn you, stick it in!" Sharon said. Before, she had done it this way primarily because he liked it. She could have actually done without it altogether-it was better the other way. Tonight, however, nothing was the same. Her entire body seemed a vacuum, a magnet, pulling for cock!
"Fuck me! Make it hurt!" she groaned.
"Oh, you little wild cat," Fred whispered, leaning slightly forward. He grabbed her hips and jerked against her body, slamming the full length of his meat deeply inside her shitter. He went in so quickly, his nuts slapped upward, then stuck to the cum that oozed from her pussy opening.
"Ohhhhhh fuck!" he gasped. "How's ... it ... for you, baby?"
Sharon couldn't even breathe, much less speak, for a long moment. Pleasure and pain seared into her canal, almost as if each were fighting for hold. A split-second later, pleasure won out, sending a surge of warmth up and down her tunnel.
"Ohhhhhh ... yes!" she finally cried out, her voice raspy and low. "Perfect!"
"Sure ... is right," Fred said, pressing his lips to the back of her neck. He slipped his hands upward, then under her body, cupping the dangling tits with his fingers.
"Mmmmmm, I just love fucking your bung like this, baby. God, it's almost as good as your pussy!"
Sharon held herself still for a few seconds, letting her body adjust to his huge size, then slowly began working her hips back and forth. As his shaft slipped in and out of her squeezing canal, she felt as if a million icy-hot needles were suddenly puncturing her guts.
"Give it to me hard, you bastard," she whispered, throwing her head back. "I ... I really want a good fucking! Make . . . make it the best!"
Fred moved his mouth across her shoulders, then turned her upper body, giving him full view of her firm, ripened tits. He opened his mouth and chewed down on the coral-colored nipples, drawing them across his tongue, one at a time. He groaned suddenly, feeling his pleasure grow.
"Wow, this is nice," he murmured, sucking more hungrily around the rubbery tips of her tits. "Fucking my cock in you and sucking on these sweet jugs ..."
"I ... I know," Sharon gasped. Already her body was burning with passion, ready to explode. She flexed the muscles at the entrance to her shitter and pulled him hard inside. "Give it to me . . . hard!" she winced. "Oh . . . Jesus, I love you fucking me! I . . . I'm crazy about your big cock!"
Fred began a slow assault, rhythmically plunging his cock in and out of her hole, but soon his own passion began matching hers. He increased the speed of his fucking, then gave her all he had, slamming in so hard his stomach was punching her cheeks.
"Take it in your butt, you little whore," he moaned, lapping over her tits, his tongue flickering like a snake's. "Oh . . . yes, baby, eat it in your shitter and fuck out my cum."
The very mention of the word almost drove Sharon wild. She could feel the thick, greasy wads of jizz crawling into her guts, soaking into the smoldering walls, etching her flesh like acid. She felt a quiver run up her spine, then swell the back of her mouth.
"I ... I want you!" she screamed', her eyes 'closed, the picture of her husband's brother clearly in view. The fantasy seemed so real, she suddenly turned to make sure it wasn't Gary. The dark, curly hair of her husband brushed her lips and nose. "Mmmmmmm," she murmured. "I ... I love it! Keep fucking me hard! Harder! Faster!"
"Why?" Fred whispered, his voice wet against her tits. "I could do this all night."
"I ... I want to suck you again," Sharon whispered. "I want to eat your whole body inside me!"
"Goddamn!" Fred said. She hadn't been this excited since they'd first gotten married. "You really are hot tonight, aren't you?"
Sharon was only vaguely aware of his words. Nothing in the world seemed to matter except cock. Gary's cock. Fred's cock. God, any cock!
"Fuck . . . fuck me!" she shrieked, reaching between her legs. She began pulling and tugging at her erect clit, feeling it explode to her touch. Now, it seemed as if both her cunt and shitter were on fire, ready to melt together. "Fuck meeeeee!" she wailed, freezing in a paroxysm of raw release.
"Unh! Unh!" Fred grunted, lifting his face from her tits. He sat back on his haunches and pulled her legs wide, now drilling into her shitter with every ounce of strength he could muster. "Take it, cunt! Take it right up to your fucking, cocksucking brains!"
He had barely spit the words out when he felt a welling sensation at the base of his cock. Almost immediately, a lava-like warmth shot up the center of his shaft. When his cockhead ballooned and began squirting his cum, he was almost surprised. It had hit him so suddenly, almost without warning.
"Oh . . . fuck!" he yelled, withdrawing, then hammering back in. "Take it! I'm . . . I'm ... . unhhhhhhh ... fuck!"
Sharon gobbled her asshole around his exploding cock, hugging it fiercely with her muscles. Each quick burst of juice brought with it new and even more wonderful sensations, making a cauldron of her guts.
"Poke me!" she screamed, banging backward, absorbing more of his cream. "God . . . God . . . fuck me to pieces, you bastard!"
Her orgasm peaked violently, sending shivers of release into every cell of her body. The fiery sensations even seemed to burn around her hair. And when her ecstasy finally subsided, it was almost a relief. She fell in an exhausted heap, her chest heaving wildly.
"Unhhhhhhh!" she panted into the sheets. "Wonderful. God, just . . . fantastic!"
As she spoke, Fred blasted the last of his cum into her shitter, then punched his full weight into the tiny hole. He dug his toes into the covers, then scooted forward, moving them both upward on the bed.
"Oh . . . shit, take it all," he gasped, squirming his ass around, feeling his jism slosh around his meat. "Baby, baby, take . . . every fucking bit of it."
As Sharon lay beneath his huge, hulking frame, she found it almost impossible to believe, but her insides were still quivering with hunger. She moved slightly, feeling the pressure of his meat grind through her cum-splattered walls.
"Can . . . can I have it again?" she murmured. "Oh, please say yes. Let's do it all night!"
"Remember I have to work tomorrow," Fred said with a chuckle. "I wouldn't be any good."
"Who cares?" she teased. "As long as you're good here ..."
She nuzzled her face under his arm, touching the sweaty hairs with her lips, her words becoming a hungry muffle. She liked the taste of his body, so masculine, so pungent.
"Well, I'll have to take it easy, I guess," he said, pulling off her body. "Fast ones take a lot out of me."
"Ohhhh, I'll say," Sharon gasped, feeling a thick glob of cum seep from her shitter as he slipped his cock out. "Feels like a gallon!"
She pushed him to his back, then spread his legs, eyeing the massive, half-hard column of sticky prick. She then planted her knees between his thighs and lowered her face to the dark, swirling hairs. Even they were coated with the milky juices, looking like tiny pearls glistening in the amber light.
"Suck it, baby," Fred said, lifting his hips. "Come on, stick it in all the way. I want to come all over the back of that cocksucking throat!"
"Ohhhh, I want that too," Sharon gasped. "But first, let me lick you all over. Mmmmmmm, every hard inch!"
She darted her tongue out, touching it to the lush growth of hair on his stomach. Then for several seconds, she licked in and out of his belly button, finally moving to his small nipples. As she lapped over the sculptured angles of his chest, she was once again taken with his dark, sensuous looks. Rock hard and not an ounce of fat anywhere, he looked almost like forbidden meat. Almost like . . .
No, she wouldn't think of Gary. It wasn't fair to Fred. It wasn't fair to herself. She would think only of those bulging muscles, the taut flesh, the massive slab of dick.
"Like this?" she whispered, her mouth now moving to his right armpit. She stabbed her tongue under his arm, swirling it through the black hairs. "Mmmmmmm, I do!"
"That's nice, baby," Fred murmured, He both liked and hated it when she did this. It was so good, almost too good. Just thinking about what she was about to do filled him with tingling sensations that went all the way to the tips of his toes.
"You taste so good," Sharon whispered, lapping across his chest, treating his other armpit to a hungry lick job. "Mmmmmm, I'm gonna eat you all over, baby."
She kissed and pulled and nibbled with her mouth, working over his shoulders, down his arms. She then took his hands and licked and sucked on each finger, just as if they were small pricks. When his entire upper body was wet with her spit, she kissed across his hips, just barely touching the outer fringe of hair that surrounded his throbbing cock.
"Now?" Fred said. "You gonna suck me ... " "Oh, no," Sharon interrupted, "I'm nowhere near finished."
She began nibbling over the tops of his thighs, then kissed to his knees. Slowly, she licked to his calves, to the soles of his feet. Taking both feet in her hands, she stabbed the tip of her tongue between the spaces of his toes.
"God, baby, I can't take much more," Fred said, half-sitting, reaching for her. "Come on, give it to me now."
"Soon," she said, pushing him back down. "I want you to really want it."
"Are you nuts?" he said, looking at his cockhead. It was swollen, ready to spit like a cobra. "But if you want me to blow it on my stomach again ..."
Sharon remembered the earlier part of the evening, how excited she had been in the car. Somehow, it seemed almost centuries ago that she had seen Gary. She missed him suddenly.
"Mmmmmmm," she whispered, licking back up to his calves. As she kissed more eagerly, with greater passion, she spread his legs wide, then turned him to one side.
"Now your shitter," she whispered, nearing the dark crack of his ass. "I want ..."
"Oh . . . fuck, baby, can't you do that later?" Fred asked, wincing. "I'm not shitting you. I'm so fucking close ..."
"Me . . . too," Sharon said. Her guts were throbbing wildly, her cunt entrance opening and closing with delicate flutters. She fought the urge to gobble down on his cock, however, and planted her lips around his shitter.
"Mmmmmmm!" she murmured, stabbing her tongue deeply inside. "Delicious!"
"Fuck! Fuck!" Fred winced, almost exhausted from the amount of energy it took to hold back his explosive orgasm. His balls were aching as if someone had hit him with a baseball bat. And the way her tongue was now working, he knew he couldn't last another minute. "Don't! God, baby ... don't!"
"Mmmm-hmmmmm!" Sharon gurgled, pulling his ass hairs between her teeth, savoring the acrid flavor of his canal. She suddenly liked the torture, enjoying how much he needed her.
After another few seconds of hard licking and sucking, she lapped her tongue upward, letting it glide over his nuts. She
then kissed up the monstrous column of cock until her mouth pressed against the tightly drawn foreskin. With one move she gulped downward, swallowing the entire shaft.
"God . . . damn!" Fred yelled out, his lips turning white with anguish. The very second her mouth crunched into his hairs, he felt his balls explode, sending a gushing warmth up the center of his prick. "Suck, cocksucker!" he winced. "Jesus ... eat my cum and lick it down!"
Sharon was prepared for a lot of cum, but nothing like this! The first lump was almost a mouthful, making it impossible to swallow all at once. And when she gulped a little of it down, he blasted in another thick, lava-like load. Some of the fiery juices swept between her teeth like a raging tide while other globs burned behind her nose. Soon, twin, glistening streams of milky fluid rolled from both nostrils, wetting up her lips and chin.
"Aaaaaghh!" she choked, now feeling thick gushes shoot from the corners of her mouth.
"Suck it, bitch! Suck every fucking drop!" Fred grimaced, grabbing the back of her head. He began banging her face savagely into his crotch, humping upward at the same time. "Lick . . . suck . . . God, baby, eat me alive!"
As jizz slung all over her face and neck, Sharon felt her insides swell, almost as if she had a cock up her pussy. She squeezed her knees together, then squirmed her ass around. Immediately a rippling spasm of raw pleasure froze her canal. Seconds later, the narrow tunnel seemed to burst, sending a shower of scalding heat toward the back of her spine.
"Mmmmmmfffff!" she gargled, twisting her face around in his cum-splattered hairs.
"Oh . . . fuck ... all of it," Fred said, giving her the final blast of cum. He held her face hard against his middle, then slowly relaxed his grip. His chest was now heaving as if he'd run a mile, his face still contorted with anguished passion. "Baby, baby, baby," he groaned, his eyes closing.
"So . . . good," Sharon murmured, now lapping up and down his spent shaft, collecting all the stray gobs of jism. As each thick, milky lump seared into the back of her throat, she felt new tremors of ecstasy.
"Delicious," she moaned, pulling away, moving her lips into his hairs.
She lapped over his crotch, completely wetting his nuts, his cock, with her eager sucks. Finally, when he was totally clean, she kissed the tops of his thighs.
"I want some more to drink," she said softly, hugging his legs. She rolled her tits over the hairy texture of his flesh, feeling her excitement become rekindled. "Can I have it?"
"Mmmmm?" Fred said sleepily. He tried to move his head, but found it impossible. He was completely drained. Jesus, how could anyone want cock so much! he wondered.
"You're not going to sleep on me, are you?" Sharon said. "Ohhhhh, what a waste of meat!"
She lifted his half-hard cock and pressed the tip of it against her lips. Slowly, she sank her mouth down to the furry base, separating his balls with her chin. A few seconds later, the end of his shaft throbbed slightly between her tonsils.
"Oommmmmm," she grunted, sucking upward. "If it gets hard, that means I can suck it, right?"
Fred, however, was fast asleep.
"Darling?" Sharon whispered, sitting back. "Darling?"
When she was sure he was asleep, she allowed herself to play with the thoughts she had had earlier. She studied her husband carefully, seeing Gary in every hard angle, each angular contour.
"What is he doing right now?" she wondered aloud. She lowered her face once more to Fred's prick, taking the full length inside her mouth. She gave a throaty growl, again feeling her passions rise.
Is Gary getting his big dick sucked by Gina right now? Or is he slamming it to her pussy? What is he doing? And whatever it is, I wish . . .
God, I wish he were doing it to me!