Chapter 3
That evening Meg was just putting dinner in the oven, when Tom called. The message was all too familiar: "Honey, I've got an emergency case here, and I probably won't be back all night. No point in waiting dinner for me."
"All right, Tom," Meg sighed.
That meant a lonely dinner and a dull evening in front of the TV-or did it? When Tom had these big emergency cases, he always stayed overnight at the hospital. She was perfectly free to do whatever she wanted. And that hot, horny feeling in her pussy told her exactly what she wanted to do. She'd simply go out and pick up the first attractive man she met.
It was a little risky, a little scary, but it seemed as if her need for sex was getting stronger all the time. She didn't want to toss and turn half the night with unsatisfied lust. She went to the bedroom and put on a body-hugging, blue pantsuit, grabbed her coat and purse, and headed out the door. Her heart was pounding.
Did she really dare do anything so outrageous? The city street was lined with expensive bars, and before she could chicken out, Meg forced herself to walk into one of them. It was so dark she could hardly see, but she managed to grope her way to a table. As her eyes got used to the dim lighting, she saw that every man in the place was staring at her. She tried to look calm.
She ordered a martini and practically gulped it. She needed to numb her nervousness, not to mention her conscience. Here she was, a respectable career girl and wife, deliberately out to pick up a stranger and fuck him. She signaled the waitress for another drink, and the girl walked over to her with a smile.
"Ma'am, there's a gentleman who'd like to join you and buy you a drink," she told Meg. "He's at the bar, in the blue suit."
Meg studied the guy carefully. He was in his mid-thirties, dark-haired, very attractive, and he was expensively dressed. Still she hesitated. "Do you know anything about him?" she asked the waitress.
"Oh, yeah," the girl replied, "that's Tod Davis, he's a businessman. Comes in here a lot. He's an okay guy."
"Very well," Meg said, "tell Mr. Davis he can join me."
Her heart was hammering again as Tod Davis came over and took a chair beside her, but he was so sexy-looking that she soon calmed down. "I guess you know my name already," he said. "What's yours?"
"Meg," she said.
"Just Meg?" he said. "Oh, I understand." He was glancing at her wedding ring.
Meg blushed. Some adventuress! She should have removed the ring before leaving the apartment. "Tell me about yourself, Tod," she said quickly.
Half an hour later she was leaving the bar on Tod Davis' arm. She'd hardly heard a word he'd said. She just sat there getting hornier by the second, and when he finally suggested that they go to his place for a nightcap, she readily agreed. The man was decent and polite, and he turned her on like crazy-nothing else mattered.
At his bachelor apartment Tod mixed a pitcher of martinis and came to sit beside Meg on the couch. After pouring their drinks he said, "Okay, I'll bite. What's a gorgeous, married lady like you doing, letting herself get picked up by a perfect stranger?"
Jerry had asked her almost the same question. She sighed and said, "It's very personal, Tod, but I have my reasons. Let's just not discuss it, okay?"
"Okay by me," he said, leaning forward to kiss her.
Meg's mouth melted against his, and she let him snake his tongue between her lips. Her pussy was boiling with need by now, hot cream seeping from her cunt and moistening the crotch of her panties. As he kissed her, Tod set aside his drink and cupped her big, firm tits. She was so aroused, her nipples went rigid, poking against his palms.
She wondered if he could feel her quivering. As he worked his tongue around in her mouth and squeezed her tits, she couldn't control that trembling. Ever since she'd made the decision to cheat on her husband, she'd been unable to think of anything but sex. It seemed like she was bitterly horny all the time.
Tod drew back and said, "Yeah, you're ready, all right. Let's go to the bedroom."
Meg got up and followed him, dazed with lust. In the bedroom was a king-size bed with a lush, fur spread, and on the walls and ceiling were big mirrors. Obviously Tod was an expert at picking up women. That increased her arousal-he was sure to know what he was doing. He turned to her and began to unbutton her pantsuit.
Tom had never taken the trouble to undress her, and she found it highly arousing. Tod deftly helped her out of her suit and unhooked her bra, drawing it down over her arms and tossing it aside. He gazed hungrily at her stiff-nippled tits before tugging down her panties. She was naked in only a few seconds.
"Lie on the bed," he said hoarsely. "Wait for me."
He watched her every step of the way, and she knew he wanted to study her naked body while he undressed. She stretched out on her back and parted her legs a little so he could see the moist, pink flesh of her pussy. His eyes darted from her big, ripe tits to her coppery bush, then back again, as he started taking off his clothes.
"You're gorgeous," he said.
Meg only smiled. She was absorbed in studying his body. His broad chest was thickly matted with dark hairs, his arms and legs and belly were hairy, too. He must be taking good care of himself, for his muscles were thick and pronounced. As he stepped out of his shorts, her eyes darted hungrily to his cock.
From a thick patch of wiry, dark hairs his cock was standing straight up, hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on. It was a beauty, six-inches of thick, engorged meat. Meg felt a hot trickle of juice from her starved pussy. The steaming syrup dribbled down the crack of her ass, and she shivered in lusty anticipation as Tod approached the bed, his stiff cock weaving obscenely.
"I hope you came here for a good, hard fucking," he said hoarsely, "because that's what you're gonna get."
Meg didn't know what to say to this man, he seemed so experienced and in command. She just lay there and let him run his hands over her silky-skinned body, over her sensitive big tits, sleek flat belly, and coppery bush. He didn't spend much time trying to warm her up. After a few moments he pushed her legs wide open and crawled between them.
Meg felt a little disappointed that there hadn't been more foreplay, but, on the other hand, her cunt was seething with need and she could hardly wait to take Tod's rock-hard cock. She drew her legs up, bending her knees, and let her thighs fall wide open, brazenly exposing her soaked, pink slit. Tod gave a lusty snarl and crammed the hard, purple head of his cock into the juicy,-little pit of her cunt mouth.
"Take it, baby," he growled, "take my cock."
Meg gasped as he plowed into her, ramming his steel-hard cock right into her in one greedy shove. This guy sure wasn't wasting any time! He slumped onto her, his hairy body tickling her tits and belly, and she felt his coarse-furred balls slam to rest against her pussy. She felt stuffed almost breathless with the man's thick meat.
"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, terrific pussy," he sighed, "nice and hot and juicy. We're gonna have fun, baby, I can promise you that."
Meg certainly hoped so-she was starved for a good, hard fucking. Tod shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass and started fucking into her with deep, quick strokes. Meg gasped again and dug her nails into his shoulders as she felt her snug, little pussy hole crammed almost to bursting with his hard, throbbing dick.
"Unnnhhhhhh," she moaned, "Unnnhhh."
"Yeah, baby, it's great, isn't it?" he panted.
Meg wasn't so sure about that-he was fucking her almost savagely, reaming and bruising her tight, little pussy. Somehow she'd expected this respectable-looking man to be more gentle. But her hot lust soon made her nervousness vanish, and she was gurgling and squealing with excitement as she took the steady, deep pounding of his cock. She began to cream heavily, soaking his slamming cock and making his fucking slick and easy.
"I feel that," he said hoarsely, "you're getting all wet for me, all turned on." \ Meg wasn't sure she appreciated his editorial comments, but she was really starting to like his fucking. She arched her body up to take his pounding cock as deep as she could into her thirsty, little cunt. The rigid shaft of his cock sawed back and forth over her swollen clit, giving her sharp blasts of pleasure. His hairy, engorged balls spanked her cunt.
"Mmmmmmmmm, yes, do it to me," she moaned, "really give it to me, Tod." He raised his head and leered at her. She sup- posed she didn't look very dignified-red hair tousled, face flushed and twisted in a horny grimace. But she leered right back at him, her lust growing with each second. She could hear his big cock making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the thick juice from her cunt.
"Now tell me why," Tod growled.
"Why what?" Meg moaned.
"Why you were on the prowl," he said. "You're really horny, honey-isn't your old man taking care of you in the sack?"
Didn't the guy ever shut up? Meg was tempted to tell him to let his cock do the talking, but she didn't want to piss him off, not in the middle of this terrific fuck.
"My husband's job keeps him very busy," she panted. "I get horny sometimes. That's really all, Tod. Now can we just fuck?"
"Okay, okay," he laughed. "I was just curious. You're right-let's really get down to business."
For Tod that meant fucking into her like a pile driver. Getting a good grip on her ass, he slammed into her so hard and fast that her whole body shook and the bed began to creak and rock. Meg felt fucked breathless. Their bellies met in loud, wet smacks, and his wiry-haired balls whipped her tender pussy. She'd never been fucked so hard before, but she was loving every second of it.
"Uhhhhh, yes, you big bastard," she moaned, "fuck it to me, fuck my pussy hard."
Tod growled and dug his nails into her ass, fucking her so furiously that his face turned red and began to bead with sweat. The red-hot friction between cock and cunt was driving Meg helplessly toward climax-not that she minded, of course. She stiffened, then shuddered violently as she felt the hot blast of climax.
"Unnnggghhhh, you're making me come," she gasped. "Ahhhh, yessss, Aaaaggghhh."
As she climaxed, her cunt went tight as a vise around Tod's big, hard prick. She saw his eyes roll crazily, then screw shut in bliss, and she felt the searing blast of his come against her womb. He fucked into her with lightning speed, his ass knotting and jerking as he sizzled his steaming jism into her cunt.
"I'm coming," he groaned, "Ohhh, Jesus, A wwww."
Meg was bitterly disappointed. Had she discovered another Tom? They'd been fucking only a few minutes, and already he was shooting his load. She watched the scene in the ceiling mirror, Tod's jerking, hairy body pinning her down, covering everything but her arms, legs and face. It was wickedly exciting, but the excitement was almost over.
"Ahhhh, Christ, terrific," Tod sighed as he rolled off her.
Oh, yeah, sure, Meg thought miserably. She knew that one orgasm wasn't going to take care of the raging need in her pussy. Would she have to go out and pick up another man? Tod rolled onto his back, lit a cigarette, and exhaled with a big, satisfied sigh. It looked as if their evening together was over.
"Why don't you bring our drinks in here, honey?" he said. "We can have another belt while we rest."
"You want me to stay?" Meg said wonderingly.
"Huh?" Tod said, then chuckled, "Hell, yes--we're just getting started. I always like a good, hard fuck for openers, then get on to the stuff."
Openers? Other stuff? Meg's interest quickly revived, and she hurried to the living room to get the glasses and the martini pitcher. Tod was a brand-new experience for her, a guy who actually didn't roll over and snore after one fuck. She wished he could give her husband lessons. She hurried back to bed, shivering with horniness.
"You don't act very experienced," Tod remarked. "No insult intended, but I get the impression you haven't done much."
"No, I haven't," Meg sighed. "My husband's too much in a hurry for anything like that."
"He's nuts," Tod said, "he's missing all the fun. You ever do 69?"
"No," Meg said, "what's that?"
"It's easier to show you than to tell you," Tod grinned. He tossed down his drink and said, "Okay, come here."
Meg did everything he said and found herself in a really weird position, crouched over him backwards with her pussy practically in his face and her mouth poised right over his thick semi-hard cock. She quickly understood the advantages of 69--they could eat each other at the same time. She gave a little squeal of excitement as Tod nosed into her hot, moist cunt.
"Ooooo, yes, eat me," she gasped.
"Just as long as you return the favor," he chuckled.
Taking the hint, Meg dipped her head down and stuck out her tongue, running it hungrily over his fat, blue-veined cock. At the same time Tod thrust his stiff tongue into her cunt and started licking around inside the steamy, little tunnel. Meg fed him a big rush of tangy, hot cream, and he reamed it out and swallowed it. She found herself literally drooling onto his cock.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, "Mmmmmm."
This kinky game was getting more exciting by the minute. She curled her fingers around the big, hairy base of his cock and raised the fat, purple head to her lips. She lathered his big cock head with her hot spit-slick tongue, while Tod probed deep in her cream-filled cunt wit his long, stiff tongue. She was creaming steadily and helplessly by now.
"Ahhhh, Tod, that feels so good," she moaned. "Yes, baby, put your tongue in me."
Tod drew back a second to whisper hoarsely, "Suck my cock, okay?"
"Mmmmm, I sure will," Meg purred.
Fisting the thick shaft of his prick, she popped the big, purple head between her lips and sheathed it in the scorching juicy flesh of her in-drawn cheeks. She started sucking hungrily on his cock, making a lewd, slurping noise. Tod responded with a horny shudder, and she soon began to feel his cock growing in her fist and mouth.
"Ummmmm," she moaned.
With Tod's big, thick tongue probing deep and hard in her thirsty, little fuck hole, her arousal was almost unbearable, and she found herself sucking harder and harder on his prick. The base of his cock grew, forcing her fingers farther and farther apart, and his lengthening prick wedged right into her throat. She drew back a little to keep from choking, and the first delicious blob of cock juice splattered onto her tongue.
"Mmmmmm," she cried.
She sucked even harder, suctioning out his tasty juice and savoring the flavor before gulping it down. Tod could sense that she loved the taste of his thick cock cream, and in his wicked excitement he began to tongue-fuck her very hard and deep. She gave a muffled moan of pleasure and drenched his tongue with musky cream.
How she wished that she and Tom could do these things together-but, of course, he wouldn't have time. She'd just have to get all her novelty and kicks from other men, men like Tod who'd gladly go on fucking and playing around all night. He was the kind of man she needed to ease her stored-up lust. Tom's quickies just didn't get it.
She wriggled her pointed tongue-tip into Tod's piss hole and reamed out more tasty juice, while Tod scooped load after load of tangy cream from her cunt and gulped it down. They went at each other like animals, snarling and growling and moaning. Meg felt the hot pleasure building in her cunt till she could hardly stand it.
Make me come, she thought urgently, please make me come.
As if reading her mind, Tod began to tongue-fuck her even harder and faster, his thick tongue working in stiff, cock-like motions. Meg gave a muffled howl of pleasure and felt the hot cream overflowing her cunt and gushing down her thighs. She sucked furiously on his big, throbbing prick, gulping down his hot juice. Suddenly she felt the delicious blast of orgasm deep in her cunt.
"Uhhhhhh," she howled, "Ahhhhh."
His spit-slick cock snapped from her mouth and wagged obscenely before her as she came. She. focused her glazed, lusty eyes on the heavily weaving pillar of flesh. Tod jabbed his thick tongue with lightning speed in her convulsing box, and she shrieked with pleasure and drenched his face with her steaming come-juice.
"Ahhhhhhh, you're making me come so good," she moaned.
The delicious spasms seemed to go on and on. She wondered how it was possible for her to cream so much-all over Tod's face, all down her thighs. Finally she went limp and panting, and Tod drew back to wipe the thick, pearly pussy juice from his face.
"Turn around and sit on it, baby," he growled.
Eagerly Meg reversed her position, facing him as she crouched and brought the dripping mouth of her cunt down to touch the granite column of his prick. She vividly recalled fucking Jerry in the same exciting position-he'd seized her waist and plowed into her greedily. But Tod folded his arms behind his head and grinned lazily.
"You do the work, okay?" he said.
As if she had a choice! Her pussy was starved for action, and Tod wasn't moving. She slammed her juice-slick cunt down around the steel-stiff slab of his cock, taking it all the way to her womb in one frantic thrust. She began fucking him, jerking her hungry, wet fuck hole up and down the thick, hard shaft of his prick.
"That's it, baby," he leered, really fuck it to me."
It was an exciting position for him, watching her big, ripe tits wobble and sway as she fucked him, watching his thick blue-veined cock going in and out between her fur-fringed pussy lips. Soon his prick was dripping with her pearly cream. Each time she brought her scalding-hot fuck tunnel down around his cock, he felt a sharp jolt of pleasure.
"Christ, I'm not gonna last long," he groaned.
"Me, either," Meg leered.
She liked being in control for a change, fucking him. She slammed her horny, little cunt harder and harder around his big, hard prick, taking the thick meat as deep as she wanted it. Tod's face was red with lust, his eyes starting to roll. His teeth flashed in a big, horny grimace. She could feel his cock throbbing violently inside her.
"Get ready, baby," he gasped, "I'm gonna shoot."
Just at that moment Meg felt her own, powerful climax, a blast of pleasure that made her scream and convulse. As she came, Tod couldn't hold still any longer, and he grabbed her by the waist and fucked into her like a pile-driver, flooding her gripping pussy with thick jets of jism. The scalding bath made her climax even more intense.
"Take my load, baby, take, it," Tod howled.
"Give it to me, Tod, cream me good," Meg shrieked.
She'd never had such a greedy, animalistic fuck, and it was just what she'd needed. At last she was satisfied-at least for awhile. When the need came on her again, would she return to Tod? She didn't think so. They were the same kind of people-into thrills and kinky scenes, into fucking strangers. And there was a whole world of strangers that she hadn't explored yet. Tod was, in his own words, just for openers.