Chapter 9
"Do you want a divorce?" Joan asked her husband.
Bill was driving through some pretty country just outside town. They had always enjoyed riding on Sunday afternoons, but today the ride was suffered in silence.
Joan suddenly had all she could take of her husband's black mood.
"I asked if you wanted a divorce," Joan said.
"I don't know," Bill answered.
"I'm not the only one that's guilty, you know," Joan said. "You couldn't keep your hands off that young girl."
"I know that," Bill said. "I'm not saying I'm guilt-free. But, damn, I didn't fuck half the young girls in the neighborhood like you did the boys."
"I wouldn't have done that if I'd known," Joan said. "I admit I had the hots for Danny, but I sure wouldn't have gone out there if I'd known what was going to happen."
"Then you're saying it was rape," Bill said.
Bill pulled the car off to one side of the road and stopped. They were aware of a farmer standing a half mile away who was watching them. He was probably wondering why they were stopped.
"Is that what you're saying?" Bill asked again. "You're telling me that those boys raped you?"
Joan couldn't lie to her husband. Not anymore. It wouldn't be worth it to spend the rest of her life living a lie. She shook her head as she thought about what had happened. It might have been rape when it started, but it sure didn't end up that way.
"No," she finally said. "It wasn't rape."
"Then you enjoyed it?" Bill asked.
"Yes, damn it," she said.
She could see the hurt look on her husband's face. He could understand her fucking one young guy, or maybe a lot of young guys at different times. He couldn't understand her enjoying being gang-banged by a lot of young guys. It was disgusting to him.
Joan reached over and touched his leg.
"Try and see it my way, darling," she said. "I didn't know I was going to enjoy it. It just happened. They were all over me and there was nothing I could do about it."
"Just like the joke," Bill said. "If you're going to get raped anyway then why not spread your legs and enjoy it?"
"Yes," she answered.
"You cunt," Bill said.
Bill got out of the car and started walking.
Joan started realizing that it really could come down to a divorce. Suddenly she knew she didn't want a divorce from her husband. She still loved him a lot.
She got out of the car and caught up with him in a few steps. She tried to take his hand, but he wouldn't take it.
"What are you really angry about?" she asked. "Are you just angry because I enjoyed it with more than one boy at the same time?"
"What I'm mad about is that there were things you were enjoying with them that you wouldn't do with me. Hell, I don't know how many times I asked you to suck my cock or let me ass-fuck you and you always acted like you were sick about the idea."
"I guess I didn't know any better," she said. "But I can make it up to you."
"Can you?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered. "I can make everything up to you. All the years of frustration. I promise you that there's nothing I won't do for you from now on. I'll be your willing love slave. You've always wanted me to be your slave, haven't you?"
She saw that old spark of interest in his eyes as he looked over her body. She had worn a pair of tight bluejeans and a halter top, but there was still plenty of flesh he could see. She drew her breath in so that her tits would seem even bigger.
"I can do anything those young girls can do," she said. "And I can do it a lot better."
"Let me get this straight," her husband said. "You're going to agree to do anything I want, at anytime I want?"
"Yes," she answered.
"Hot damn," he said softly. "Maybe things have changed for the better. How about anyplace I want?"
"I told you--anything," she said.
"How about right here?"
She realized that he was testing her. That old farmer was far away, but he was close enough to see anything they did together. She knew that she would have slapped his face a month ago for what he was suggesting. But this time she could feel a little tingle of excitement in her pussy.
"That farmer's over there," she said.
"You said anywhere," he pointed out.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"Let's start with you stripping everything off," he told her. "Why don't you give that poor old bastard a good show for free."
She grinned at her husband. She was sure that he thought she would never go along with this. But she wanted to hold her husband and she knew this was the way to do it. She would be the most interesting woman he had ever fucked.
"If that's the way you want it."
She saw his shocked look as she reached behind her back and unbuttoned her halter top. She let her halter top fall and her creamy tits sprang free. She could feel the cool air making her nipples hard. She pressed her titties with her fingers and she could feel them getting even harder. Her husband looked a little pale, but she was sure he wasn't going to stop her. She didn't bother looking over at the farmer. She knew he was getting his eyes full.
"The jeans," her husband said.
She smiled again as she unzipped her jeans and stepped out of them. She was wearing nothing but a pair of pale-blue panties that didn't do much to hide her thick cunt hairs. She didn't wait to be asked about the panties. She pulled them down her legs and stepped out of them.
"Is this what you wanted to see?" she asked.
"Hot damn," he said.
She turned around so that he could see all of her lush body. She felt his eyes burning holes in her creamy flesh. It was as if he was looking at her for the first time.
"What else, master," she said, licking her ripe lips.
"Down on your knees," he said. "Let's see if you really mean what you say. Let's see you suck on my joint!"
She had known all along that this was coming and she didn't hesitate. She could feel her heart pounding as she went down on her knees in front of him. She found his zipper and she pulled it down. Her fingers slipped inside. She could feel his hard cock bunched in his shorts. She pulled her hand back out and unhooked his belt.
She gently pulled his jeans down to his thighs. Then she was able to carefully pull his sticky shorts over his thick cock.
"Now I'll show you somethings that that little dark-haired bitch could never do," she moaned.
She could feel his body tensing as she ran her tongue around his swollen cockhead.
She had forgotten all about the farmer watching and she was only thinking about her own pleasure. She had really started to enjoy sucking prick.
She opened her mouth and took his swollen cockhead into her mouth. She could feel some of his cum dripping on her tongue. She swallowed it quickly and felt the salty taste filling her throat. She sucked harder on his prick and she could feel it going far down her throat.
"Oh yeah," she heard him moan. "That's good!"
She kept sucking until she had all of his prick inside her mouth. She could feel his cockhead at the deepest part of her throat. She could feel his thick cock pulsating and dripping cum down her throat. She closed her teeth around his cock and slowly pulled her head back.
His body jerked with pleasure.
She started licking all around his cockhead once again, her tiny tongue darting into the tiny hole and tasting his cum. She started running her tongue down the soft underside of his prick and then back up the top. She stopped to suck on his balls and then lick underneath his balls almost at the crack of his ass.
"Oh shit yeah, baby," he said. "You know what you're doing. You know what the fuck you're doing!"
She took his cock into her mouth once again and started bobbing her head. She could feel his excitement as he reached down and grabbed the back of her head and started cramming his meat into her mouth.
She felt his fingers tighten around her hair as he kept forcing his cock in and out of her mouth. She no longer tried to move her head. She let him do the work. She could feel his swollen cock going deeper into her mouth with every stroke.
"This is what I like, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, I may keep you around for a long time!"
She could taste his cum. She could see the farmer out of the corner of her eye and she could see him walking closer. Pretty soon he would be standing beside them, but she didn't think that would stop her husband.
His hands left her hair and slid down her body. He started playing with her big, luscious tits. She groaned in pleasure as she felt his fingers moving over her swollen nipples. She started pressing her tits into his hands as she felt shivers going up and down her spine.
Her pussy juices leaked a little more.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. "Oh fuck, baby!"
He put his hands back into her hair and pulled her head back. His cock was as hard as a rock and dripping cum from the tip. They both turned their heads when they heard footsteps. She was right. The elderly farmer had walked up on them. He was grinning and rubbing the front of his trousers.
"Hot damn," he said. "I haven't seen anything as pretty as you in a long time!"
"Why don't you take care of him?" her husband asked.
"Do you mean it?" she asked.
"Hell yes," Bill answered.
The farmer came closer and his eyes went all over Joan's lush body. She went to him on her knees, then pressed her mouth against the bulge in his trousers. She sensed his surprise as she opened up the farmer's pants and reached in for his cock.
The elderly man was groaning as she pulled his cock out. She wrapped her fingers around his swollen cockpole and began jerking him off. She could feel his cockcream already dripping from the end of his cock and wetting her fingers.
"Suck him, Joan," Bill urged.
Her husband was getting really excited over this and she had promised him anything he wanted. She bent her head and started licking the old man's swollen prick. She slipped her hand down to his balls and began caressing his balls as she finally took his prick into her mouth.
"Oh fuck," the older man groaned. "Oh fuck, that's nice!"
He grabbed the back of her head and started cramming his cock between her lips.
She knew he had not had someone sucking him for a long time because she could already feel the thickness in his prick. She could feel his hot cockcream leaking down into her mouth.
She started using her tongue as she bobbed her head up and down. His prick was really starting to throb. She had to stop bobbing her head as he began to fuck her mouth as hard as he could. His prick was getting deep enough so that she could feel his balls slapping her chin.
"Oh baby," he groaned. "Oh shit, I've never felt anything so good. OH SHIT, THAT'S NICE! I'M COMING!"
He came so fast that she was almost unprepared for it. She started swallowing quickly as she felt his hot jism exploding into her mouth. His prick-jism exploded again and again and she had to keep swallowing as his jism filled her mouth. She hadn't expected the old man to have so much cum.
"Oh fuck," he moaned, at last and his prick slipped out of her mouth.
The old man sat down. She could tell that he was depleted for a while. Her husband wasn't. She suddenly felt his arms on her from behind and his hairy body covering hers. He reached around and grabbed her tits and held onto them tightly. She felt him rubbing his prick up and down the entrance to her pussy.
"Go ahead and fuck me," she whispered. "I'm so hot all over. Go ahead and give it to me!"
He didn't stick his prick in right away. Instead he kept rubbing his stiff cock up and down her pussy entrance. She pushed back against him, but she couldn't get him to put his prick inside her. She could feel hot shivers running all over her body. Shit, she needed his cock.
"Damn you," she whispered. "I want your cock! Fuck me with it, damn you! Stick your prick in my cunt! Damn you, I need it so bad!"
She heard him laugh as he finally gave her his long, hard prick. He gave it to her in one hard thrust that filled her pussy completely. She could feel his knob deep in her belly. He started pushing his prick in and out of her cunt and she moved her ass back to meet his thrust.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "If you only knew how badly I needed that. I needed it so bad!"
It had never felt so good to her when her husband started fucking her even harder.
She could feel his cock stretching her cunt muscles each time he thrust into her. She started tightening her cunt walls around his prick and she could hear him groan.
"That's right," the old man said. "I haven't seen a sight like this in a long time. Fuck her hot little ass off!"
Bill took his prick out of her cunt, but it wasn't for long. He made her roll over on her back and this time he assaulted her body like a wild man. He spread open her thighs as wide as he could and he slammed every inch of his hard cockmeat between her legs. His thick prick went deep into her belly and he began to fuck her with deep strokes.
His prick made a slapping sound each time he shoved it into her dripping pussy.
Again she tried to tighten her walls around his cock, but it was so hard to do.
Especially when he was rubbing his chest against her titties and it was hard not to think of anything but her own pleasure.
"You're fucking me so good," she whispered. "You're fucking me so damn good!"
His hands slid underneath her and he spread her asscheeks apart. She could feel one finger nudging her tight asshole. He began to move his finger in and out of her asshole with the same quick rhythm of his thrusting cock.
"All right!" she moaned. "Oh shit, it's all right. It's all fucking right! It feels so good! I'm going to come! I'm going to fucking come! I'm GOING TO FUCKING COME!"
Her husband kept slamming his prick into her pussy as the first hot spasms shook her body. She kept lifting her ass as the spasms rocked her. She could feel a puckering in her asshole that felt so damned good. She almost couldn't move as the last spasms rocked her.
Her pussy was wet and dripping and she wasn't that surprised when he took his cock out of her cunt and told her to turn over again. She knew what was coming as she got up on her hands and knees and pressed her face against the cool ground.
"I'm going to fuck your ass for real, baby," he said. "I'm going to get what I've always wanted!"
"Go ahead," she moaned. "Do it to me! Do anything you want!"
He pressed his cock against her asshole and she could feel it slowly sliding into her.
He stretched her asshole apart, but it didn't sting. She was relaxed as she felt his prick jab deep into her tight asshole.
"Oh sweet baby," she moaned. "Now fuck my ass! Fuck it good! You want to fuck my ass good!"
"You hot-assed little bitch!" he groaned.
She could feel his prick jumping with excitement as he started ramming it into her asshole. She felt him reaching around and grabbing her tits.
"Oh yes, baby," he groaned. "This is what I've always wanted. This is what I've fucking always wanted!"
He slammed into her again and she felt his prick dripping cum into her asshole. She knew he was very close. She started pounding back against him as hard as she could. His balls were beginning to feel like rocks slapping her.
"Oh shit yeah," he groaned. "OH FUCKING YES! I'M COMING! I'M FUCKING COMING! OH SHIT, FUCKING YEEEEAH!"
He nearly slammed her into the ground with the force of his next few thrusts. She could feel his cum shooting deep into her asshole and then running out the sides of her ass and wetting her thighs. She started moving a little faster. His cum filled her asshole. He gave her another stroke and then she could feel his prick getting soft and slipping out of her.
"Hot damn," he groaned. "You did mean it. You're going to do whatever I fucking tell you."
"Ummmmm," she moaned. "You'd better believe it."
Of course, she knew that wasn't going to stop her from wanting to fuck Danny every chance she got. Perhaps her husband could watch as they fucked. Or maybe Angela could come along?
The rest of her life was starting to seem exciting as hell.