Chapter 20
Melinda's brisk finger movements caused Jerry to immediately move into a state of great excitement.
"Please turn your fingers loose," Jerry said. "I need some action, baby."
"Haven't I been giving it to you?" she asked as she released her fingers.
"Of course you have. But now it's time for me to get involved in some fucking."
"I'll bet your cock is ready to go."
"It is, sweetheart."
Jerry let his head drop down between Melinda's breasts. He permitted his tongue to lick thoroughly up and down the shadowy valley which separated her pendulous tits.
He worked his tongue around that area for several moments, then slid it over her left breast. The longer the tongue came into vigorous contact with her left tit, the better he enjoyed it.
He then worked his tongue over to her right breast, repeating the same process and letting his mouth roam even more unrestrainedly than before.
Her twisting, turning body was overwrought with sensation. She knew that it wouldn't be long before he would be plunging his cock into her.
"Stick it in my cunt, son. You've got to fuck me good," Melinda exclaimed.
"No, baby, I'm going to fuck your ass-hole instead."
"You really are a very daring young man," she shook her head.
"Yes, I am. I want you. I want your ass."
He reached out and grabbed her body, turning her over ever so smoothly.
"Over on your stomach, baby," he said.
"How are you going to do it?"
"Just a second, I'll show you."
Jerry reached out and grabbed a pillow, which he thrust underneath her stomach.
"Raise up a little," Jerry said. "Let me slip the pillow underneath your stomach."
"I see what you're doing," Melinda nodded. "You're getting an angle."
"Oh, I sure am. I want to fuck you."
"You sound so sexy the way you say that, honey."
"I want your hot ass."
"You can have it. You can do anything you want."
Jerry walked into the bathroom momentarily, then returned with a jar of vaseline.
He dipped his fingers into the vaseline, and slid the contents around inside Melinda's ass-hole.
He worked the vaseline up and down his cock as well, getting set to plunge his prick inside her anus.
"I want to fuck you, honey, really fuck you," Jerry said impatiently.
"Work your cock into me, darling."
"I know what I want to do first. I want to loosen you up a little, and make myself even hotter."
"Now how do you plan to do that."
"I'm going to slide my prick over the crack in your ass."
"That sounds interesting."
"Wait till you feel it," he laughed. Jerry slid his hard pecker over the crack of her beautiful ass.
He loved the way that his prick came into steady contact with her ass crack, and the more sharply he ground his cock into her, the more itchy he felt in his balls.
Jerry felt the fervent passions reverberating through his entire body, and he recognized how important it was for him to dispel those passions in the form of solid fucking movements inside her ass-hole.
For the moment, though, he was content to run his cock over the crack of her ass. He maneuvered his dick back and forth, at first at a slow pace, then working into a swift pace.
He felt the burning urges beginning to ferment within him and knew that the time was beckoning for him to work his long dick inside her ass hole.
After he had received a number of magnificent sensations from sliding his penis over her ass crack, he abruptly released his cock and let it begin to penetrate inside his mother's ass-hole.
"I want in your ass," he sighed. "I want to plunge my pecker into your ass-hole. You've got such a tight ass. I'll never forget how tight it was before. I want it again."
"Slip your cock inside me, dear," she encouraged. "I'd like to feel that hot dick in my ass-hole.
Come on and work it inside me."
"Just get set," Jerry said.
The first hot penetration caused her to grimace with pain and let out a gasp, but she wasn't about to stop him or, for that matter, slow him down. She desired the hot cock stabs just too much, and wanted to receive the forceful jolts inside her anus.
He relentlessly tore his burning pecker into her, letting it surge ever so delightfully into her anus.
The huge prick kept on driving forcefully and with great determination inside her ass-hole, and as the tempo continued to accelerate he moved closer to climax.
The burning cock stabs continued as he knifed back and forth, sending his surging spear deep inside her anus.
Jerry skillfully penetrated all the way to her rectum, working his cock at an accelerated level, pushing ever closer to a dramatic climax.
His whole body was rocking and swaying from the brilliant stabs, and as he pushed closer he liked the way that she would flip her ass up to meet his cock thrusts.
"You're very good," he sighed. "Just keep up the ass rotation. It's beautiful, baby, it's great the way you're flipping your butt."
While he kept on sending his surging tool into her, he realized just how much closer that he was drawing to the moment of impact.
He felt the burning sensations in his nuts and began to anticipate what it would be like to unleash a sea of hot white jism into her ass-hole.
"Keep your prick coming," she sighed. "I never dreamed that I would like ass-fucking as much as I do now. Baby, you're really very good at it. Your cock is so skilled, and you know just how to work it inside my ass-hole."
"I'm not good for many more stabs," he laughed. "I'm just plain too hot, baby, and the juices are going to spill."
"Shoot them into me, bolt the juices, dear. I want you to explode them inside my ass-hole!"
"Just get set."
"I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
While the fast, torrid stroking continued, Jerry reached out with both hands and let his fingers cup her hot buttocks.
He loved squeezing her skin firmly, and as he allowed his fingers to come into brisk contact with her ass-cheeks, he kept up the surging cock movement.
"That's good, oh, is that good," she sighed. He kept up his rapier-like pace, moving ever closer to climax.
He heaved a loud sigh, allowing the droplets of white juice to spill out of the end of his tool and into her ass-hole.
"Oh, I feel it," she sighed. "It's so wonderful, baby, to have the spurting juice shooting into my ass-hole. I love it, baby, oh, do I love it. Keep on shooting it, baby, oh, let it spurt out of your cock."
He continued to sigh until he had released the last few droplets of his juices, and as the sea of liquid was spilling into her, he kept on cupping his fingers around her buttocks.
Jerry finally withdrew his cock from her anus, feeling a great sense of accomplishment over all that had occurred.
"That's what I call fucking," he laughed. "You're great, baby, you're really great!"
Jerry ran his fingers through Melinda's hair, and he felt a deeper attachment for her than ever before. The more frequently he fucked her, the more indispensible a person he realized that she was, as far as his life was concerned.
"I wish you'd do just one more thing for me, darling," Melinda said.
"Just say it, baby. I'm willing to answer any request."
"I want you to suck my mound. I can stand to orgasm just once more."
"I could stand to eat you once more," Jerry grinned.
"You're so wonderful. You're not like your father. I love you."
"Let's not talk about him. That's a pretty tough subject to discuss."
"You're so right. Particularly now, when we're both feeling so good."
"That's just what I mean," Jerry smiled.
"Put your tongue to work in my mound, baby. I really want you to go to work."
"Hang on, honey, and I'll do just that."
Jerry slid his tongue inside Melinda's mound. Her whole body flared up from his first few stabs.
Her legs trembled with supreme exhileration, as Jerry worked his tongue feverishly back and forth, extending it to the greatest heights possible.
While he kept on letting it maneuver freely over her pussy, Jerry reached out and let his right index finger penetrate inside Melinda's ass-hole.
The ass-hole-stabs gave her that much greater a thrill, as he continued to work his finger high inside her anus.
"Darling, I like the ass-hole action," she exclaimed. "That's so good, baby. I really love it.
Oh, honey, work your finger up my ass, suck my cunt."
With relentless determination, Jerry kept up his sucking, unleashing his tongue with great determination and zeal inside her pussy.
Every time his tongue darted against her mound, he flung his finger higher into her ass-hole.
The faster and more sharply he penetrated her with both tongue and finger, the quicker she moved into a state of pre-orgasmic excitement.
Her whole body tingled, particularly in the area of her cunt, and her legs kicked back and forth as he kept up the sucking.
Her breathing became reduced to a series of puffs and gasps as he kept up the steady finger-fucking and the pussy-licking.
"Just a few more strokes is all you need," she exclaimed. "You're just too much with your tongue, honey. I can't take much more of your action."
He flung his finger high into her ass-hole, probing skillfully with every bit of excitement that he could muster.
He sucked brilliantly, working his tongue at a feverish clip. A few strokes later, she was unable to withstand even one more tongue stroke.
The juices began to shoot out of her pussy, and into Jerry's waiting mouth.
He felt a great sense of triumph and accomplishment over once more bringing her off, and his joy extended far beyond that of receiving an orgasm from Melinda. He was overjoyed because of the fact that she had reached such a high level of sexual exhileration.
He turned his tongue loose from her mound.
"I've got a pretty tired tongue," he remarked.
"I'm not in the least surprised," she nodded. "After all, you really did a job on my pussy."
"It was such a delicious cunt to suck."
"I'm glad you liked it."
"I like any kind of sex with you."
"You're such a wonderful young man."
Melinda reached out with her right hand and let her fingers run soothingly over Jerry's face.
"Does it feel good when I touch you?" she asked him.
"It certainly does," he quickly replied. "You're really something, baby. I've never quite experienced anything quite like this affair with you."
"That makes two of us," she nodded.
They exchanged a long, passionate kiss.
By that time they were both very tired, and Melinda turned in promptly for the night.
She was fast asleep when she heard the sounds of clumsy, heavy footsteps.
"You sure as hell went to bed early enough," she heard Dave's drunken voice.
Melinda blinked her eyes open, then looked up at her husband, who was removing his shirt and tie.
"Please don't bother me. What time is it?" Melinda yawned. "It's a few minutes past two."
"Good night."
"Don't you want to talk to me?" Dave asked her indignantly, "I'd rather go back to sleep."
"Don't you want to hear what a great piece of ass I got tonight?"
"No, I don't. As a matter-of-fact, if I have to listen to much of that, I'm afraid I'd throw up."
"Oh, if that isn't really something," he exploded sarcastically. "You're a real prude, aren't you? If you get any more religious, you're going to have to go to a convent."
"I get sick to my stomach every time I have to talk to you," Melinda exclaimed. "Now don't make me any sicker!"
"How can you say something like that to me?"
"Very simple," Melinda asserted. "You're concerned only about yourself. You can't get your rocks off enough times, and I'm supposed to put up with every bit of crap that you throw my way. No matter what act you want me to perform, I'm supposed to be right there to do it. If you want me to make it with a woman, I'm supposed to be right there. I'm surprised you didn't call me over to this pad where you were tonight."
"That chick didn't dig it both ways," Dave said. "She just dug men."
"That's good, because it gave me a night off."
"Your sanctimonious talking gives me a pain in the ass."
"You give me ten thousand pains in the ass!" Melinda shrieked.
"Keep your voice down, dear," Dave chuckled. "After all, you wouldn't want to wake up Jerry, would you?"
"No, and that's the only reason whv I will keep my voice down," Melinda said. "I don't care to talk to you any more."
"Fine, if that's the way you want it," Dave barked, continuing to undress.
Melinda turned over on the bed, then closed her eyes but it was difficult for her to go back to sleep. Dave disgusted her and having to listen to his extremely disgusting conversation made life very difficult for Melinda.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Dave began spending more time out during the next few days.
On one occasion he came home a few minutes before midnight. Jerry had gone to bed early that evening, having prepared for examinations that were slated to take place the next day.
Even though Melinda desperately wanted to have sex with him, she did not approach him, not wanting to interrupt his preparations for the test.
She was red-eyed and melancholy as Dave walked in the door. Even though she had had a good deal to drink, she was not nearly as intoxicated as her husband.
"Well, it's good to have you up," he grinned.
"Is that right? I wish you'd tell me why."
"I feel like some action."
"Things must have gone very bad at the bar."
"You can't win them all," he laughed. "But one thing makes it nice. If I can't score there, I can always score here."
Melinda rose unsteadily to her feet, then walked slowly toward the bedroom.
"You're on the right track, honey," Dave laughed. "I'll be right with you."
Melinda climbed into bed, taking off her blouse and slacks, then her panties and bra.
Dave came walking into the room, eyeing her beautiful body.
"You've got a lot going for you, baby."
Quickly Dave removed his clothes. He looked down between his legs after stepping out of his shorts, frowning as he observed that his penis wasn't hard.
"Get my pecker hard for me," he said as he slid into bed.
"What's the problem?"
"I guess I had a little too much booze. But with a few nifty finger strokes, you ought to get me up there."
Melinda began to massage his penis, but soon discovered that she wasn't going to succeed in getting him hard.
This time Dave had overstepped his bounds. He had had too much to drink and, as a result, was unable to get an erection.
"Suck my balls," he cried out. "I want action, baby, and that means cock action. Lick my balls and pump on my dick. That will do it."
Melinda turned her tongue attention to his balls, sliding her tongue over them. As her tongue consistently worked over his testicles, she used the fingers of both hands to pump up and down on his penis.
She tried for quite some time, then ceased her movements.
"Why did you stop?" he asked in frustration.
"You might just as well forget about it for tonight, Dave. You're not going to make it."
"But I want a piece of ass tonight," he sobbed, reaching out with his clenched right fist and slamming it down hard on the bed.
"It's no use. I tried."
"Keep it up some more."
"I'll do it for a little while longer, but I don't think it's going to work."
Once more she went back to the ball-sucking, working her tongue over his testicles. As she continued the movements, she reached out with her fingers and applied them to his cock.
She recognized once more that she wasn't about to be able to get him hard. She tried for several minutes, then abandoned her movements.
"You might just as well give it up tonight," she shook her head.
"I'll be damned if you didn't jinx me," Dave shook his head. "Just because you were saying I couldn't do it, you proved yourself right. I'll bet you feel damned proud of yourself now."
"You're acting very childish. Besides, if you don't watch out, you're going to wake our son. Since Jerry is the only one of us that has any sense, I don't want you to upset him."
"To hell with Jerry. To hell with everybody else. I want to get my cock hard."
"There's nothing I can do to help you. It's interesting that you don't care about anybody but yourself. That's exactly what I thought you thought."
"Oh, get off my ass!"
"I'd love to get off your dear ass permanently," she struck back.
"What the hell has gotten into you?" Dave looked at her strangely.
"Something strange has happened. I've developed a little common sense. I guess that bothers you, doesn't it?"
"You'll have to spell it out a little more clearly."
"Alright, I will," Melinda replied, fuming. She was finally determined to say exactly what she felt, whether he liked it or not.
"Go ahead," he said. "I'm waiting."
"Fine. You are a first-class sonofabitch," she said. "And that's just for starters. You're so self-centered that it's pitiful. You don't care about anybody but yourself. Not me, not Jerry, not anyone. Just you. I'm tired of being used by you in bed."
"How dare you talk that way to me! Just because I can't get my cock hard one night!"
"That has nothing to do with it. Except that you goaded me so much that I finally decided to tell you what I thought of you."
"I have a hunch that you're playing around with somebody," he growled. "That would be just like you. Turning around and playing behind my back."
"That's hilarious coming from you," she laughed. "Look at what you've been doing to me. You not only play around to whatever extent you want to, you even have me do your dirty work. And, just like you said tonight, when you can't find anybody else, you can always come back here."
"I was just kidding."
"I think not. Sometimes when a person is drunk he speaks the truth more than when he is sober. This is one of those times. You are leveling completely, baby, and I don't like it. I don't like any of it. I used to think you were a wonderful man. Now I think you're nothing short of a pig."
"Don't call me names," he snapped, his face reddening.
Even though Dave was making noise, he knew that he was losing control of the situation. This time he had precipitated an outburst in his wife which wouldn't be easily stilled.
"I'll tell you something else too," Melinda said. "You're not even much at sex. You're a lousy piece of ass. You used to be good, but you're no damned good anymore."
"I know that you've been screwing with somebody," he erupted. "Just who is it?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," she laughed.
"Yes, I would. I demand to know. Who the hell have you been fucking?! Anybody I know?"
"Maybe," she smiled.
"Tell me, dammit. I said tell me!"
"What would you do if I told you I was making it with our son?" she finally decided to spit out all of the rage at him one time.
He blinked his eyes like a prizefighter who has just been stunned by a Sunday punch.
"Say that again," he said softly.
"I just wondered what you would think if it turned out that I was making it with our son?"
"That would be the most rotten, immoral, degenerate thing on the face of the earth," he reached out with both hands and slammed his fists against the bed.
"That's exactly what I'm doing," she replied sharply. "Thank yourself for putting me in that position. You did it, you sonofabitch. You alienated me, and it was just a question of who I was going to do it with. If I hadn't picked him, I would have picked somebody else."
"I don't believe it," Dave exploded, jumping up from the bed.
Melinda watched as Dave, with trembling fingers, put on his trousers.
"Where are you going?" Melinda asked.
"I don't believe you. I've got to hear it from Jerry," he said.
"Stop! Don't do it!" Melinda's face began to turn white.
She realized in the cooling aftermath of her torrid outburst that she had gone too far. Her son was now exposed.
She got up and slipped on her blouse and slacks, then walked into Jerry's bedroom.
She could hear the sounds of Dave talking with
Jerry.
"Level with me, son. I expect to hear the truth," Dave said solemnly.
"What did Mom tell you?"
"She's had a few too many drinks tonight, like me. And sometimes after you've gotten drunk you say things you wouldn't have said otherwise. You tell the truth. Apparently the alcohol was like a truth serum with your mother. I want to hear it from you. Were you balling Melinda?"
"Yes," Jerry said softly.
"You little turncoat! After all I've done for you!"
"You haven't done a helluva lot for me lately, Dad."
Melinda was proud to hear Jerry standing his ground. She stepped inside the room.
"You're so right," she said. "You haven't done much for either one of us, Dave."
"Maybe I haven't," he shrugged. "Fine, I'll give you that ... but to turn to dirty, degenerate sex like this."
"I'm certainly not proud of what I've done," Melinda admitted. "I see my mistake, and I'll never approach Jerry again. But it's easy to see why it happened."
"It is?" Dave said.
"That's right. It's very easy to see. It just so happens that you drove me into a tizzy, Dave. I just couldn't take it anymore. When the pressures become too great, occasionally a person will divorce himself from reality. That's what I did. I began fantasizing and soon Jerry stopped being my son. He became my lover. I should have done the smart thing from the very beginning. I should have filed suit for divorce, then gone out and found myself a lover."
"You want a divorce now?" he asked sheepishly.
"I think that it's probably the only way."
"What if I use what I have on you?"
"I wouldn't care about myself, but is that really what you want to do to your son?"
Dave's eyes flashed over at Jerry.
"No," he hung his head low. "You're right. I couldn't do that to him. Or to you, for that matter. I guess I've been an awful heel."
"I do think a divorce would be the best thing for both of us. I would certainly promise not to use any of the damaging information I have about you, which certainly wouldn't help you at the bank, if you promise not to reveal what you know about my having sex with Jerry."
"I suppose I can work out a compromise of that sort," Dave nodded. "But I'm sick to my stomach about the whole thing."
"I've been sick to my stomach for a very long time," Melinda looked him squarely in the eyes. "It hurts any woman with an ounce of pride to see her man openly playing around and, even when he does want sex with his wife, pulling her down and making her perform just on his own terms."
"I never realized I was doing anything like that."
"Maybe not, but you certainly were."
"I need another drink," Dave said sadly, leaving Jerry's bedroom.
Jerry looked at his mother, then began to burst into tears.
Melinda walked over and threw her arms around Jerry.
"Don't let it bother you, son, things are going to get better," she promised. "I'm sorry I ever complicated your life."