Chapter 9
The four of them froze, staring at Tom Anders.
"Look, you guys," he went on, "I'm going to just forget that this happened, and I hope you will, too. Now I'd appreciate it if you'd leave. I'd like to talk to my wife alone."
They got dressed without argument, Randy and Mike relieved that they hadn't lost their jobs, Jerry relieved that the big, sandy-haired doctor hadn't punched him out. When they were gone, Tom turned to face Meg. She looked a little scared but defiant.
"Well?" she demanded.
"I understand why you did it," Tom said simply. "Go get cleaned up, honey, and then we'll talk."
Meg was too stunned to say anything else. She took a shower, put on a robe, and went back to the living room where Tom was having a drink. She made one for herself, all the while wondering why he was being so damned nice about things. She sat down opposite him and looked at him intently. He gave her a sad smile.
"Let's get it over with," she said. "Tell me what's on your mind, Tom."
"Well, I know I've been a lousy fuck and I've neglected you," he said. "I've decided that has to end. I'm taking a job with a clinic in a small town. Regular hours, no more night work. We can have a normal life together, Meg-that is, if you still want me."
"But of course I do, Tom," Meg beamed. "That's wonderful news. But there's just one thing that still bothers me."
"What's that?" he asked.
"Well, frankly, I just don't understand why you're being so good about all of this. I mean, after what you saw tonight, you don't even seem mad," Meg said.
"Well, that's over," Tom said. He downed his drink and stood up. "I'm through being Mr. Nice Guy, at least for tonight. Get your ass in the bedroom, woman."
He barked the order, and Meg leaped to her feet and hurried down the hall. In the bedroom Tom practically tore off the belt of her robe, whisked off the robe itself, and led her roughly to the bed. He gave her a push, and she flopped onto the bed. She lay there trembling as Tom took off his clothes.
"I got quite an eyeful tonight," he said. "I must have been standing there watching for about ten minutes. There's a lot I didn't know about you, baby."
Meg was too scared to reply. She watched him step out of his shorts, and she saw that his handsome, big cock was hard as a rock. She couldn't help feeling a little rush of lust as he walked over to the bed, his stiff prick weaving heavily before him. He slid onto the bed and pulled her into a sitting position.
"I noticed you like to suck cock," he growled. "You never told me that before. But I figure if you could do it for those guys, you can do it for me."
He pushed her head down towards his stiff-standing cock. Meg obediently went into a crouching position, dipped her head, and began licking his engorged meat. She wasn't afraid any more. She realized Tom was just having a fit of jealousy, and she was very excited about going down on him. It was something she'd wanted to do ever since they were married.
Sighing with contentment, she lashed her juicy little tongue all over her husband's fat throbbing prick. She hoped things would be okay now between her and Tom. Everything sounded good, but she still had one worry. What if he went back to his old way of fucking her? She didn't think she could stand a lifetime of those frustrating quickies.
Well, she wouldn't worry about that right now. She'd try to teach him a few new tricks, some exciting things they could do in bed. She swirled her greedy tongue all around his stiff-standing cock, leaving the blue-veined column of flesh gleaming with her spit. Tom was trying to be stern and cool, but she could feel his lusty quivering.
Slowly and sensuously she lapped her way up to the massive, purple head of his cock. Just as she'd expected, his piss hole began to ooze hot juice at the very first touch of her tongue. She watched a big, fat bubble form and drip from the dark cleft of his cock, and then she speared it up with the tip of her tongue and rolled it around in her mouth, savoring the salty flavor.
"Mmmmmmmm," she sighed, "I love the taste of your cock, Tom."
Though his face didn't show it, Tom was about to shoot his load just from watching her. For a long time he'd had horny fantasies about Meg going down on him, but the reality was even better than his daydreams. She crouched over him, her body sleek and slim, her big stiff-nippled tits grazing his thigh, and she lashed her hungry little tongue around and around the sensitive head of his prick.
Each time a thick glob of juice oozed from his piss hole, she caught it with the tip of her tongue, rolled it around in her mouth , and gave a hungry moan as she swallowed it. She got every drop that oozed from his piss hole, and he could tell she really liked the taste. Soon his knobby cock head was shining with her hot spit.
Eager for more of his tasty cream, Meg wriggled the pointed tip of her tongue right into his piss hole and reamed out more hot juice. Tom was finding it hard to maintain his stern expression, and he was ready to howl with excitement. He barely stifled a hoarse groan of pleasure as Meg suddenly fisted the thick, hairy base of his cock and popped the big, purple head into her mouth. She gave a powerful suck and drew more than half his eight-incher inside.
Her lips were hugely stretched by the thick shaft of his cock, but that didn't seem to bother her. She started sucking hungrily on his hard meat, making a lewd, slurping noise that turned him on powerfully. She drew in her cheeks and sheathed his cock in hot, juicy flesh. Her hungry, little tongue lashed all over his cock.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned, " Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
Tom was beginning to get flushed with lust, and his breathing was loud and harsh. Slowly his grim expression changed to a horny grimace, and he began to moan. His delicious cock juice dribbled out heavily onto her tongue, and Meg drooled all over his prick as she savored and swallowed the thick cream. She felt like she could go on all night sucking and tasting his magnificent cock.
In her mounting excitement she sucked faster and harder on his heavily throbbing meat, and that blew Tom's cool completely. "Ahhhhhhh, baby, that's good," he groaned, "yeah, suck my cock, suck."
Not that Meg needed any urging. She was already sucking loudly and ravenously on his spit-soaked prick and gulping down the salty cream that dribbled from his piss hole. She applied strong vacuum pressure with her mouth, suctioning the juice right out of his cock. Tom felt his balls ballooning till they threatened to burst.
"Ahhhhhh, Jesus, Meg, that's good," he whined.
He'd been a damned fool not to take time for this kind of thing before. Living only for his job, he'd just wanted to get off as fast as he could-and to hell with having fun. Well, those days were over. He was going to be a normal human being for a change, and that meant enjoying his beautiful, sexy wife in every kinky way he could dream up.
He watched her widely stretched lips zipping up and down the thick shaft of his cock. His prick gleamed with her scorching spit, and her mouth was deliciously hot and juicy. As she suctioned out his juice and swallowed it with greedy gurgles, he felt himself spinning helplessly towards a powerful come. He began to fuck at her mouth.
"Eat it, baby, suck," he yelled hoarsely.
Meg knew he was about to shoot his load, and she drooled heavily in anticipation of that hot mouthful. He sawed his engorged cock over her tongue and into her throat, and she kept sucking the thick meat faster and harder. Tom was groaning steadily now, and his cock was throbbing violently.
"Awwwww, Jesus, I'm coming," he bellowed.
Meg's mouth was suddenly flooded with his steaming jizz. Her cheeks bulged out, and sizzling juice ran from the corners of her lips. She savored the big mouthful as long as she could without drowning, then gulped it down. Tom's cock hammered in her mouth, filling it again and again with hot salty come-juice. Meg gulped it down greedily.
"Awwwwwww, Christ, awwwwww," Tom bawled.
At last he jetted the final drops of his come into her ravenously sucking mouth, and his prick slipped from her lips. Meg licked her lips to get every bit of his hot come, then cleaned his cock with her greedily lashing tongue. It took Tom a moment to catch his breath. He'd come like a bomb, and he felt like he'd shot a gallon of jizz.
"Well?" Meg grinned. "Was that to your satisfaction, doctor?"
"Are you kidding?" he sighed. Then he remembered that he'd meant to be stern with her tonight, and he sat up and growled, "I noticed you really got off on it when that guy ate your pussy. Well, let's see how you like this."
He pushed her onto her back and arranged her legs with knees bent and thighs lolling wide open. He had to admit his wife had the most luscious-looking pussy he'd ever seen, clean and gleaming pink flesh fringed with delicate coppery curls. He felt hot saliva rushing to his mouth as he crawled between her widely splayed thighs and brought his face close to that rosy, wet pussy.
"Oooooo," Meg squealed. Tom's big tongue was suddenly lashing all over her horny little cunt, giving her sharp jolts of pleasure. For two years she'd ached to have him give her some head, and at last it was happening. She could tell it wasn't the first time he'd eaten pussy. He must have had a lot of experience before they were married. But that didn't bother her, because now that expert tongue was all hers.
After he'd explored and tasted her pussy all the way from her clit to her asshole, he zeroed in on the pea-size lump of her clit. He roughly flicked the little, pink bud with the tip of his tongue and watched it swell and stiffen. As he tongue-lashed her erect throbbing clit, Meg squealed with pleasure, and thick cunt syrup dribbled down the crack of her ass.
"Unnnhhhhh, Tom, that's so damned nice," she moaned. "Lick me, baby, lick my pussy good."
Tom whipped his tongue faster and faster over her stiff, little clit and felt his bobbing chin suddenly soaked with a big load of molten pussy cream. Meg was squealing and gurgling with pleasure as he lashed her highly sensitive clit. Suddenly he caught the slick bud between his lips and started sucking it hungrily.
"Ahhhhhh," Meg wailed, "that's it, baby, suck me off."
The obscene, slurping sound of his sucking echoed through the room, adding to her wild excitement. She felt dizzying blasts of pleasure as he sucked hard and fast on her swollen clit. She arched her body up, jamming her greedy clit even farther between his sucking lips, and she felt herself spinning helplessly towards climax.
"Unnnhhhhh, Tom, you're gonna make me come," she moaned. "Ohhhh, yeah, now, ahhhhhhhh."
Meg climaxed violently, harder than he'd ever seen her come before. That pussy-eating really paid off. He kept sucking hard on her squirting clit as she came, intensifying her climax, and it was nearly a full minute before she went limp and gasping. Tom raised his cream-smeared face and leered at her, and she leered right back.
"Tom, you devil, you're a fantastic pussy eater," she said. "How come you never did that before?"
"Just stupid, I guess," he laughed. "But now I'm gonna make up for lost time." He jammed his face into her steaming pussy again, and this time she felt his stiff tongue darting into the drooling little mouth of her cunt. She gasped with delight and let her legs fall open as wide as possible so he could wriggle his tongue deep into her horny fuck hole.
"Ahhhhhhh, yes, honey, get that big tongue into me," she whimpered.
Tom crammed his thick tongue right to the root in her scorching, little cunt, and Meg gurgled in ecstasy and drenched the hot meat with a big rush of juice. Tom slipped his hands under her ass, got a good grip, and began to tongue-fuck her hard and hungrily. The pleasure was so sudden and powerful that she almost shot off the bed.
"Oooooo, yeah, ooooooo," Meg howled.
His big, plowing tongue stuffed her cunt deliciously, like a thick slippery cock. She arched her pelvis up to take the stabbing meat deep into her molten fuck hole, and she clawed the bedspread in her wild arousal. It was like all her horny fantasies come true to have her husband eagerly reaming her box with his long, wet tongue.
"Unnnhhhhhh, Tom, so fuckin' good," she whined. "I love it, baby, don't stop."
Tom was getting a kinky thrill from exploring her cunt with his tongue. It was deliciously tight in there, slick with tangy cream, and scorching hot. No wonder her snug cunt tunnel felt so great around his stiff cock. He thought about fucking her, and his prick, trapped between his belly and the bedspread, gave a lusty jump and began to ooze hot cream.
"Ahhhhhhh, God, I'm gonna come real quick," Meg moaned. "Eat me, baby, eat me out."
Tom stabbed his big tongue as deep as he could into her smoking little fuck hole, and Meg shrieked with pleasure. He could feel her cunt getting tighter and tighter, just like it tightened around his cock when she was about to come. He tongue-fucked her as fast as he could, the obscene slurping noise filling the room.
"Oooooooo, that's it, I'm coming," Meg wailed.
Her body rocked violently, and Tom's face was drenched by the thick flood of her come-juice. He gripped her churning ass tightly and managed to keep his tongue lodged deep in her spasming cunt . as she came. Her powerful young cunt muscles squeezed and sucked at his tongue, and her juice boiled out of her crammed box and gushed down the crack of her ass.
"Unnngghhhhh, coming so good," she whined.
It was another explosive climax, the kind Tom had never given her before. Meg sobbed in ecstasy as the violent spasms of pleasure rocked her body. Only when she went limp and gasping for breath did Tom take his tongue out of her cunt and rise to his knees. He grinned as he wiped the thick pearly come-juice from his chin and cheeks.
"You think we might be able to get along now?" he said.
"Mmmmmmm, if you eat my pussy like that, there's gonna be no problem at all," Meg sighed.
Actually she was concerned that there still might be one problem, Tom's habit of fucking her like a jackrabbit, coming so fast that she didn't have a chance to get off. She wondered about that as she eyed his gorgeous stiff-standing cock. But she didn't say anything. He was full of surprises tonight, and he might just surprise her again.
"You ready for a good, hard fuck, lady?" he leered.
"I sure am," Meg grinned, opening her legs wider.
"Uh-uh," Tom said, "we always do it that way. How about dog style for a change?" "Sure," Meg giggled.
Another nice surprise. She rolled over onto her hands and knees and thrust her pert, little ass up in the air. Tom gripped her hips and socked the big, hard head of his cock into the slick hollow of her cunt mouth. She creamed all over the big knob of flesh and shivered with anticipation, aching to feel his rock-hard cock shoved to the hilt in her frantically horny box.
"Give it to me, Tom," she panted, "shove that big fucker all the way into me."
Tom gave a snarl of lust and rammed his cock as hard as he could into his wife's juice-slick fuck hole. Meg gasped as she felt herself suddenly stuffed breathless with steel-stiff prick. Tom shoved his wrist-thick cock all the way to her womb, and she felt his coarse-furred balls slap her tender cunt. He paused to catch his breath,, his engorged prick pulsating against every inch of her cunt tube.
"Ahhhhhh, God, that big cock feels so good in me," Meg moaned. "Fuck me, Tom, fuck the living shit out of me."
That was just what Tom intended to do. No more quickies for him. He intended to enjoy his wife's deliciously tight slick cunt for as long as he could. Gripping her lustily writhing hips, he started to fuck into her like a stallion, pounding and snorting. His belly smacked her upturned ass, and his taut, hairy balls whipped her slit.
"Unnnnnhhhhhh, that's it, you big bastard," Meg groaned, "really fuck it to me."
Tom's fucking was almost savage, heavy thundering blows that took his steel-hard cock right to her womb. Meg didn't mind his roughness one bit. It was just the kind of hard, tireless fucking that her starved, little cunt required. She dug her nails into the bedspread to keep from being knocked forward. Her whole body shook with the force of his fucking, her big tits wobbling crazily.
"Unnnhhhhhhhh, yesssss," she whined, "Yeessssss."
Tom had never had a better fuck with his beautiful, redhaired wife. She seemed more lusty and uninhibited than she'd ever been, and her cunt was scorching hot and slick with gushing cream. As he pounded his steely rod into her, she wailed with pleasure and drenched his prick with molten juice.
His pounding cock reamed out the hot cream, and it splattered his belly and balls.
"Hard enough for you, baby?" he snarled.
"Shit, yes," Meg gasped, "don't stop, honey, fuck me forever."
All the while he was fucking her, Tom had his eye on the tiny puckered mouth of her ass. He'd been eaten up with envy when he watched that guy Jerry fuck her in the ass. Whatever she'd given those guys, he intended to have for himself, and he wanted it all tonight. He'd fucked her mouth, he was fucking her cunt, and now he wanted her asshole.
Still slamming his rigid cock hard and fast in her juicy, little cunt, Tom gathered up some of her gushing pussy cream on the tip of his middle finger and started wriggling it into the tiny, tight mouth of her ass. Meg gasped, moaned, and deluged his cock with a huge rush of juice. She really liked that stiff finger going up her ass. Tom wriggled it in right to the last knuckle.
"Ooooooo, honey, that feels great," she cried.
"Wanta take something bigger?" he said.
"Yes," Meg moaned, "give me your cock, Tom, fuck me in the ass."
Grinning broadly, Tom whipped his wrist-thick eight-incher out of her cunt and crammed the cream-slick head into the tight muscular ring of her asshole. Meg moaned with excitement and relaxed so he could wedge his cock inside. He grunted and pushed, slowly filling her pencil-thin asshole with his steel-hard cock.
"Uhhhhh, yes," Meg moaned.
It felt like a baseball bat going up her ass, yet it excited the hell out of her to feel her sensitive asshole stuffed with heavily throbbing cock. She clawed the bed and whined with lust as Tom sank his rigid cock all the way into her steaming ass. The fit was deliciously tight, and she felt him shiver with pleasure.
"Do it to me, Tom," she panted, "fuck my ass, honey."
Tom growled lustily and began pistoning his massive prick in her gripping asshole. It was the most kinky thrill of her life to feel her husband's stiff prick cramming deep into her tight, little ass. She creamed uncontrollably and felt herself spinning fast toward an explosive come.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she wailed.
Tom was struggling not to come. He'd never fucked anything so deliciously tight as Meg's scorching asshole. Suddenly she groaned and began to come, and he didn't lose a second in joining her. Bellowing with pleasure, he flooded her tiny asshole with huge jets of steaming jizz.
"Ooooooo, give it to me, honey," Meg screeched, "cream my ass good."
When it was over, she waited for him to roll over and snore like he always did, but to her surprise he leaped out of bed and started for the door.
"Where you going, honey?" she asked lazily.
"I'm gonna have a snack and another drink," Tom said, "and then I'm gonna come back and fuck the socks off you."
Meg beamed. Things were definitely going to be all right now.