Chapter 2
"What time is it, lover?" Ida Gordon asked.
Gerald Bryant stood in the open bathroom door, watching with appreciation as Ida bent over to push down her panties. He tore his eyes away from her smooth, fleshy asscheeks and glanced at his watch.
"Almost ten-thirty," he told her.
"Well, we've plenty of time then, but you'll have to be out of here in about an, hour. Allison'Il be home from the movies around midnight."
"Plenty of time, sugar; don't worry;"
Gerald looked at her closely as she straightened up and faced him. She had big, soft brown eyes, honey-colored hair, a small, straight nose and a lush, moist mouth. The face of an angel.
From the neck down, she had the body of a whore-huge, upstanding tits, with big light-brown nipples, a tiny waist and firm, concave belly, wide, flaring hips with ripe, soft cheeks, a tight, juicy pussy beneath a thick, springy tuft of hair, long, slender legs, smooth-skinned and strong-muscled.
"Are you going to spend the whole hour just standing there looking?" she asked with a little-girl giggle. "Cmon, lover. I wanna fuck and I wanna take a shower too, so let's do both at the same time!"
Gerald smiled greedily and started stripping off his clothes. In seconds he stood naked, his cock jerking and twitching as it stood straight up from his hairy crotch. Ida turned and ducked into the shower stall. They'd been working together for several months now, and they'd been fucking together for almost as long, usually on the couch in his office. Sometimes, as tonight, they came to her house or went to his, whenever her daughter or his son were somewhere else.
It wasn't a very handy arrangement, but Ida Gordon was a wonderful piece of ass, so any arrangement was better than none. He had asked her several times to marry him, but she always put him off with a joke and a laugh. The trouble was, he realized, that she had a daughter she felt very protective about. Whatever she did, Allison always came first in her plans.
He had tried to use Allison as an argument in favor of their getting married, pointing out that the girl needed a father as well as a mother. Also, she'd be getting a brother into the bargain, not to mention financial security.
He sensed that Ida was starting to weaken, but not enough to say yes. She was pretty self-sufficient and would need a lot of time to think things over before making such a big move as getting married. Well, if she wanted time, he would give her plenty. As long as they could get together now and again for a hot fuck-and-suck session, he had nothing to lose. And everything to gain.
He pushed back the shower curtain and stepped inside. Ida was standing in the stream of hot water with her back to him. She squealed merrily as he reached around from behind and cupped her swollen tits.
"It's about time, lover!" She handed him the soap. "Here, you scrub me and then I'll do you."
Grinning, he started on her shoulders and upper back, lathering the firm smooth skin thickly, slowly working his way down to her fleshy asscheeks.
He squeezed and kneaded the wiggly mounds with his strong, soapy fingers.
"Aaahhhh," she moaned, leaning back against him. The thick throbbing staff of his prick nudged her asscrack firmly. "That feels so good, honey."
Gerald's cock twitched demandingly against the crack of her shapely asscheeks. He bent his body a little and slipped it in between the full columns of her thighs, rubbing it back and forth across her soft cunt slit.
Ida moaned again, louder this time, and closed her legs around his thickening pole. She swayed her asscheeks around in a tight little circle, holding his fat meat between her legs. Gerald gritted his teeth, trying to control his rising needs. They had already fucked once this evening, in his office just before he drove her home. He shouldn't be this horny again so soon, he told himself, but the fact remained that he was. His prick was aroused and eager.
Ida reached up and turned the showerhead away from them, then bent over and leaned against the wall, thrusting her luscious ass cheeks out at him. She grinned lewdly over her shoulder at him, "Fuck me up the ass, lover!" she urged. "I love it that way!"
Gerald's huge cockshaft gave an excited lurch. He'd only ass-fucked her once before, and he hadn't been sure at the time whether or not she'd really enjoyed it. Obviously, she had. Gerald promised himself that they'd be doing a lot more of it in the future.
Ida pushed her ass high into the air and wiggled it around sexily, inviting him shamelessly to stick his big cockhead into the tiny pink hole of her shitter.
Gerald stiffened his middle finger and poked it firmly against her shithole. He tried to be gentle, but the moment he touched her, Ida shoved backward and the finger slashed brutally into her asshole.
She sighed contentedly, squirming her ass around. "Oohhh, that's nice, lover. It makes my pussy all hot and wet."
Gerald rested one hand on the small of her back and pushed his finger into her shithole as far as he could stuff it. He felt the smooth, creamy walls of her ass grip and squeeze his finger. The slippery little channel was hot and shivery with excitement. Whenever he thought about replacing his finger with the thick rod of his prick, it jerked and lurched wildly in mid-air. If he hadn't already fucked her ass once, he would have doubted that such a thick pole could possibly fit into such a tiny opening. Even so, he knew it to be a tight fit.
He finger-fucked her asshole for a few minutes, making it hot and juicy, drilling his thick finger in and out rapidly, pressing down on her lower back and making her arch her bottom up and out. Ida leaned against the wall of the shower, groaning and whimpering in delight.
"Do it, lover!" she sobbed. "Fuck my ass with your finger!"
Gerald plowed in and out with his stiff, blunt finger, feeling the strong walls of her ass tube pull and clutch at him. Her firm, soapy asscheeks quivered and wiggled in sluttish joy.
"Oh, lover, that's enough with the finger!" Ida whined. "Now stick that big beautiful pecker of yours in my tight little ass and really fuck the hell out of me!"
Quickly, Gerald yanked his finger free. It pulled out her snug sphincter ring with a loud, juicy pop. Ida reached back and pried her own asscheeks apart with both hands, holding them open for him. Gerald gripped the base of his swollen cockshaft and pressed the huge head of it against the puckered mouth of her asshole. His whole body went tense as he raised up on his toes and leaned into her, plowing his bloated meat forcefully up her ass tube.
"Eeeek!" Ida wailed, pushing back against his brutal lunge. Gerald grunted in delight as his huge, knobby cockhead slipped in past the tight opening of her shithole. Once he had the bulging head of his "prick firmly lodged in her tight shitter, he paused for a moment to catch his breath and give her time to accustom herself to being so thoroughly cock-stuffed.
Her asshole felt wonderful even with only the first few inches embedded in it. Her sphincter was squeezing and milking at his cockmeat obscenely. With just the head of his cock in there, Gerald shook with excitement at the thought of having the entire shaft rammed into her hot little ass.
Ida spread her feet wide apart on the wet, slippery floor of the shower and braced her hands against the wall. "Fuck me, lover, fuck my ass till it falls off!" she cried.
Gerald pulled back slightly, gathering his strength, as he gripped her tightly by the waist. Then he thrust forward, plowing his massive cockshaft into her tight shitter as hard and as fast as he could, "Aaaggggg!" Ida shrieked. She stared sightlessly at the wall of the shower in front of her as Gerald's mammoth prick battered into her tiny shithole. Her breath came in short, excited squeals and gurgles. She had known it would be wonderful, but this was so much better than anything she had expected!
"God, woman, you're tighter'n hell!" Gerald cried, his cock jerking and throbbing wildly. Her ass tube felt like a warm, soft vise. He could feel the snug, smooth walls flex and clench at his pulsating meat.
When he had her ass completely stuffed with his stiff prickshaft, they both relaxed a little. Now that the hard part was over, they settled down to enjoy themselves. Ida started to wiggle her asscheeks back and forth teasingly, rubbing it right into his hairy crotch. The strong muscles of her asshole massaged his plump shaft lovingly.
"C'mon, lover, fuck me," she pleaded softly. "Slide that big thing in and out of my ass and really let me have it!"
Gerald began slowly and gradually built up speed. At first he moved only an inch or two either way, but as the tempo built up, he increased the length of his strokes, until finally he was fucking in and out of her tiny shitter with long, steady thrusts. "Harder, lover," Ida gasped. "Harder and faster! And get in as far as you can, lover!"
Gerald plowed back and forth easily, his meat slipping along the smooth walls of her tight asshole with no trouble at all, despite the way her strong muscles were milking and squeezing at it.
"Oohhh, yeesss, lover!" Ida grunted. "Mmmmmmm, that feels nice! Makes me really hot, lover. Reach around and play with my pussy too, lover! Please!"
Gerald leaned over her bent back and put one arm around her trim waist, holding her steady, while his free hand searched between her thighs until his fingers found the tiny swollen button of her vibrating clit. He diddled it quickly a few times, then pinched it hard between thumb and forefinger.
The puffy lips of her cunt mouth tightened around the invading fingers. He inserted two fingers into her fuckhole and wiggled them around, causing Ida to giggle merrily and squirm her fleshy ass back against his skewering prickshaft.
"Give it to me, lover!" Ida groaned. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Her voice was low and throaty. Gerald could feel her twat growing wetter and wetter under his urgent fingering.
He tried to time the strokes of his massive prick with the thrusts of his fingers. Gerald could tell that she was getting closer and closer to coming. She was squealing and whimpering louder than ever and her asshole never stopped squeezing and jerking on his drilling cockmeat.
"Oh, lover, I'm gonna come! I've gotta! I can't stop myself!"
Ida's fuck tube was spasming and rippling around his fingers and her shitter clamped down on his cockshaft until it was all he could do to move it. He struggled and strained to drive his big, fleshy rod in and out of her wildly gyrating ass.
His own climax was almost on top of him. He gritted his teeth, trying to control himself and hold back so he could come with her. He hoped it would be soon. He wouldn't be able to last very much longer.
"I'm comin!" Ida suddenly squealed. "Oh, lover, it feels like I'm gonna come my brains out!"
She pressed her mouth against her upper arm to stifle the lusty sounds bubbling up from her throat as her orgasm ripped through her quivering, twitching body.
Gerald looked on, wide-eyed. She'd never come like this before! Ida's tense little asshole pulled and tugged on his thrusting pole and his hand was drenched in pussyjuice all the way to the wrist. The intensity of her climax pushed him over the edge. Hissing through his clenched teeth, he pumped a load of hot, sticky jism deep into her shuddering bowels.
The small shower stall was filled with the sounds of running water and their wanton screams and groans of ecstasy. They lurched and pumped against each other, Gerald's hairy crotch slamming into her wiggly asscheeks and he rammed his fat cock full-length into her tight shithole. The thick, gooey wads of cum shot into Ida's ass in a seemingly never-ending stream. It leaked out and dribbled down the backs of her thighs.
With all the noise they were making, neither of them could possibly have heard the slight creaking of the bathroom door being opened. The closed shower curtain prevented them from seeing Allison's startled face as she peered into the room.
Nor could they see the lewd smile that slowly spread across her face. Quietly, she closed the door and tip-toed from the house.
Gerald's prick was just squirting the last few drops of his jism into Ida's shitter. He leaned forward weakly, feeling his cock begin to shrivel against the snug walls of her shitter. She turned into his arms, letting his prick slip out of her ass tube. Holding him around the neck with one arm, she reached up with the other and turned the showerhead so that the warm water flowed over their sweaty, exhausted bodies.
"Oh, lover, you were wonderful!" she sighed, cuddling against him. He had both arms around her waist and he hugged her fondly. His limp cock brushed against her trembling high.
"You weren't too bad yourself, you know," he said.
Ida giggled and hugged him back. Her foot slipped suddenly on the wet floor and they both almost fell.
"Let's get out of here before we both drown,"
she laughed. "That would really be something for Allison to find when she gets home, wouldn't it?"
He pulled back the shower curtain and they stepped out into the bathroom. Ida turned off the water while Gerald picked up a large, soft towel and started drying her back.
"Why not marry me?" he asked. "Then we won't have to be so careful about Allison. We could just put a lock on the bedroom door and let her take the hint!"
"Please, Gerald. We can talk about that some other time."
"When?" he insisted, turning her around and studying her face closely.
"Well . . . some other time. Right now you've got to get dressed and get out of here before she gets back from the movies."
"Okay, honey." He took the towel and began rubbing it over his firm, muscular body. "I shouldn't have brought it up. I know I promised not to try and rush you into anything. It's just that-"
"I know, lover. And if it was just me, we'd be married by now. But I have to think of Allison, too."
Several moments later, when Gerald walked from the front door of the house to where he'd parked his car, he failed to spot the figure of a young girl standing across the street in the shadow of a tree.
So, Allison thought to herself, that's the way things are, huh? Like son, like father. She giggled softly.