Chapter 3
"Now this here, this is the best brush in our line ma'am, if I do say so myself." Jim Rutherford, a handsome door-to-door salesman in his late twenties, held up the catalogue. "Pure boar bristle, and it's guaranteed too. Never heard of a dissatisfied customer purchasing the BB 300 yet."
Marion yawned and squinted at the picture of the hair brush. Three days had passed, uneventfully. She sat on her living room couch with the unexpected but not unwelcome salesman next to her. It was mid-afternoon, and she was alone in the house. Fucking was the last thing on her mind.
"I guess I'll take that one, then," she sighed. "I do need a hair brush."
Jim instantly looked pleased. "Very good, ma'am!" he exclaimed, taking out his order book. "That's $6.99, prepaid. I'm sure you won't be sorry."
"I'll get you a check," Marion replied.
In her bedroom, writing out the check a minute later, Marion found herself thinking of the tall, attractive brunette waiting for her down the hall. It was unusual for her to purchase anything from a door-to-door salesman. Unconsciously, she knew, there was something in Jim Rutherford that she liked very much.
Maybe he was the one she was waiting for, she thought. More and more in the past several days she'd given serious thought to fucking someone besides her husband.
Jim Rutherford had been looking at her body. Marion was only wearing blue jean cut-offs and a man's overshirt, the clothes she ordinarily wore when cleaning the house. It wasn't the most attractive outfit in the world, but with a body like hers that didn't matter. Several times during his spiel Marion had noticed Jim glancing down the front of the shirt, trying to see her huge, braless tits.
Why not now, then? He was horny for her, and she was horny for him, and they were alone. Why not?
Impulsively, Marion stood before the mirror. She thought for a moment, then unbuttoned the top two and bottom two buttons of the shirt. Her cleavage was exposed now, and when she ever so slightly pulled the tails of the shirt, anyone could see the soft, creamy flesh of her lower tit.
Marion smiled at her reflection, rubbing her moistening pussy through the cut-offs. She left the bedroom and joined Jim in the living room.
"Sorry that took so long," she said huskily. "It took me awhile to find my book."
Marion handed him the check and sat very close to him on the couch, much closer than she had before. Jim noticed this immediately. He also noticed the undone buttons, and his eyes focused on what he could see of her mammoth, creamy-white tits.
Marion smiled and shrugged her shoulders almost imperceptibly, causing one of the shirt tails to fall to the right. Jim could now see the spongy underbelly of her right tit. Instantly a bulge grew in the crotch of his dress slacks as his cock stiffened with arousal.
"Now, uh, this'll take a couple of weeks," he stammered, trying to pick up where he left off. His eyes were still riveted to her tits. "But I'll bring it by as soon as it ... "
"What are you staring at, Mr. Rutherford?" Marion asked calmly.
Jim flushed and looked up, as guilty as a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "What's that? Why, nothing, I was just ... "
"You were looking at my tits, weren't you?"
Jim's Adam's apple bobbed noticeably in his throat. Marion felt strangely calm, in spite of the wet heat pouring through her pussy.
With one hand she tore open the rest of the shirt, completely exposing her huge tits and fat, stiff nipples. Her other hand crept up the salesman's thigh and rested on the bulge of his now rock-hard, throbbing prick.
"What's this, young man?" she purred, squeezing his cock hard. "You've really got a boner, don't you? Do you want to fuck me?"
"Oh ma'am," Jim groaned, glancing nervously around the house. "I don't know about this, ma'am."
"Call me Marion."
Unzipping his pants, Marion reached into the opening and pulled out his swollen prick.
Jim shuddered as his prick throbbed to her touch.
Marion shuddered too, realizing that the salesman had an enormous cock.
Rapidly she undid his belt buckle and pulled down his pants, completely exposing his naked hard-on. Marion gasped as she stared at his prick. Twitching and throbbing it rose from his short curly hairs, as long and thick and hard as an iron pipe. Blue veins rose from the pink flesh of the cockshaft. The knob was huge and bloated, freely drooling cum.
"Oh God, what a beautiful dick," Marion whispered. She leaned across his lap and held his cock in both hands, squeezing it hard, sighing as more cream oozed from the cum slit. "Let me suck it for you, lover. I'd love to drink your cum."
"Do it," Jim stammered. Compulsively, as if giving in all at once, he thrust his hands behind Marion's head. "Suck it, please. Suck my cock."
After so long without sex, Marion's pussy was throbbing and as wet as a swamp. She loved to suck prick, almost as much as she loved fucking. This was bound to be one of the best she'd ever tasted.
Opening her mouth wide, Marion took Jim's twitching cock down her throat. Her lips closed in a wet, pursed circle around the center of the shaft, tugging even more of his dick into her mouth.
Jim grunted and started humping his ass, thrusting his prick between her lips. Feverishly Marion started sucking his cock, puckering and bellowing her cheeks to increase the suction around his pulsing, oozing prick.
"Ohhh, shit," Jim groaned. He grimaced and shook his head back and forth, as if unable to bear the wanton intensity of the housewife's blow job. "More, baby. Oh Christ, you're making my dick stand up. Keep sucking it for me. You've got to make me cum."
Marion sucked his cock noisily, slurping and smacking and gulping as she continually swallowed his drooling cum cream. Her fingers wandered up his hairy thighs, squeezing and cupping his bloated nuts. Then she held his thick cockshaft in her fist and frantically jacked him off, milking more and more of his steel-hard prick between her wet lips.
"Unhhh!" Jim grabbed her head with both hands, digging his palms onto her temples. Violently he heaved his ass off the couch, fucking her face with his massive prick. "I'm gonna cum," he murmured repetitively. "Please, honey ... gotta make me cum, suck on my cock."
In spite of her need to be fucked, Marion knew she had to taste his spurting cream. Hopefully her gorgeous body would shortly give him another hard-on. In any case, it was time to finish him off.
Breathing through her flared nostrils, Marion pushed her head farther and farther down, until she had every inch of the salesman's cock captive in her buttery throat.
Jim gasped as his prick swelled even stiffer, and his nuts ached with their load of cum.
Slowly Marion raised her head, until only the sensitive cockhead pulsed between her wet lips. Frantically she sucked the purplish knob, knowing that that was what aroused a man most. Her fist closed tightly around the center of his prick. Fast and hard she beat his cock, preparing for the explosion of his cum.
"Ahhh, shit!" Jim grunted, as his cock twitched painfully in her mouth. "Here it comes, honey. Ahhh, yes, here it cummsss ... "
Hot spurts of salty cum flooded from his prick head, gushing down Marion's throat. Marion tasted the delicious jism and started gulping hungrily, unwilling to miss a single drop.
But the cum kept squirting out of his spongy knob, in one torrent of jism after another. There was more of his cum than any woman could possibly gulp down. It filled Marion's sucking mouth, puffing out her cheeks, then dribbled luridly down her chin onto her huge, jiggling tits.
Minutes later, when his suck-wilted cock began to soften inside her mouth, Marion reluctantly withdrew her lips. Smiling she wiped up the stray cum with her finger and touched it to her lips.
"Oh fuck, was that good," Jim muttered. He stared down at his cock with wide eyes, as if still astonished by the pleasure of the housewife's blow job. "I never had that happen when I was trying to sell a brush before. Shit, I oughta pay you. That was the best head I ever had!"
Marion smiled and stared intently at his cock. All she was thinking of was when she could make it grow stiff again, when he would be ready to give her cunt a good fucking.
"You were right about my staring at your knockers," Jim admitted. "Damn, I was looking at them the second you opened the door. You are really stacked, ma'am ... I mean Marion. Those tits of yours are just unreal."
Marion was about to thank him for the compliment when Jim lunged suddenly forward, gluing his lips to her fat right nipple. He sucked it avidly, and Marion instantly felt a thrill of wet heat course through her cunt.
"Please let me suck you," he pleaded, thrusting his hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her cut-offs. "I love to eat cunt, I swear I do. Please, I've just got to taste your pussy."
Marion was only too happy to oblige. It had been years since her husband had offered to go down on her; it was everything she could do just to get Mike to fuck her. The prospect of being eaten sent tingling waves of desire shooting deep inside her cunt.
Pushing the eager salesman momentarily away, Marion stood up and undid her shorts. Tantalizingly she slid them down her long, luscious legs, exposing her rounded ass and the hairy triangle of her pussy. The slit between her legs was swollen and dripping wet. She was dying to cum.
"Lie on the floor," Jim begged. The prospect of tasting her pussy had already made his big cock half-stiff again. "Please, do it now."
Marion lay on her back on the living room rug. Wiggling her ass into a comfortable position, she spread her legs wide, exposing her hair-fringed pussy.
"Oh God," Jim muttered. "Oh fucking God, it looks so good."
Stretching out on the floor between her quivering thighs, he immediately buried his face in the sweetly scented juices of her oozing pussy.
Marion gasped as his lips touched her cunt, rubbing against the pouting slit of her needful cunt-hole. Reflexively she raised her knees, giving him better access to her cunt.
"Mmmmm," Jim sighed. He thrust his hands under her asscheeks and squeezed them hard, continuing to rub his face all over her hairy pussy mound for several seconds. "Tastes so fucking good."
Jim started tonguing her, thrusting his tongue in and out of her open pussy-slit. Marion gasped as she felt the pleasure shoot through her outer lips, gushing deep inside her cunt.
"Oh, Mr. Rutherford!" she cried. Grimacing, she grabbed the back of his head and uncontrollably bucked her ass off the floor, fucking her wet cunt all over his face. "It feels so good! Suck me, lover, suck my pussy!"
Jim lapped noisily at her gushing cunt hole, like a horny dog aroused to the point of madness by a bitch's scent. From the corner of her eye Marion could see that his prick was full grown again, throbbing and twitching.
Jim slid his hand up her thighs and teased her clit momentarily with his fingers. Then he slid them deep inside her curly haired pussy, making Marion cry out loudly as her cunt muscles sucked wetly around them.
"You're making me cum, lover!" Locking her thighs around his head, she humped her ass in a blur off the floor. "More, Mr. Rutherford! Awww, you've got to keep sucking me! My cunt's so fucking wet! Make me cream!"
Jim's free hand roamed all over her stacked body, pinching her asscheeks, squeezing the enormous, stiff-nippled tits that jiggled like Jell-O on her rib cage. Then he rammed three fingers all the way into her cunt and closed his lips around her swollen clit.
Marion grunted as he licked the underside of the hard little clit, as his fingers stretched the inner muscles of her burning cunt hole. Then the familiar spasms began to burn deep inside her belly. Marion clawed the back of his head and arched her back, thrusting her cunt onto his mouth.
"Suck meeee!" she squealed. "Unhh, yes, oh fucking yes, unh unh unh unh unggghhhh! I'm cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Years had passed since her husband had last touched his tongue to her pussy; months had passed since Mike had last made her cum, since anything had made her cum except her own hand. Anticipation had made the feelings stronger. Marion's cum was unbelievably intense.
Again and again the spasms gushed through her dripping pussy, so hard that she thought she was going to black out. For a full minute-and-a-half Marion shrieked and whimpered and humped and bucked, nearly delirious with ecstasy as Jim eagerly lapped up the fuck juices that poured from her throbbing cunt.
Finally it was over. Marion gasped and collapsed on the carpet, letting a slow smile of satisfaction spread across her face. Her body tingled as it always did after a good cum. She wanted nothing more. It would have been too good to be true if Jim had had another hard-on, if he would be ready to fuck her.
But he did. Jim withdrew his lips from her pussy and slid up her body, raising his torso on his extended arms.
Marion groaned as she saw the size and stiffness of his cock standing straight out from his hard stomach, pulsing and jerking with his desire for her cunt.
"Fuck you now," he panted hoarsely. "Fuck your sweet little pussy."
"Ohhh, yessss!" Unbearably anxious, Marion spread her legs again and stared hungrily at his hard cock. "Stick it in me, lover! I want it too! Fuck my cunt!"
There was no need for foreplay; her pussy was already as wet as it could get. Jim crouched between her thighs and held his prick in his fist, wincing as he fit the knob between the small, ravaged lips of her pussy. Then he pushed down hard, and Marion moaned loudly as she felt inch after inch of his big cock going into her cunt.
He was fucking her now, she thought dizzily. His cock was so big and thick and good, and it was going into her ... all the way, she could feel it ... into her clinging, greasy pussy. Marion lifted her legs as high and as far apart as she could. She wanted all of his prick, as much of it as she could get embedded in the hairy slit of her cunt.
Jim paused with all of his cock inside her, lying comfortably between her thighs with his head between her cheek and shoulder. His cheeks flushed as he felt the exquisite tightness of her cunt muscles, working wetly as they clung to his stone-hard cock.
"Fuck me," Marion begged. Encouragingly she humped her ass, steadily pumping her pussy onto his cock. "Please, honey, you've got me so hot. Make me cum again. Want to keep on cumming all day."
Jim raised his ass, withdrawing his veined cockshaft until only the crown parted her sucking cunt lips. With a heavy thrust he rammed his prick all the way back into her enveloping cunt hole.
Then he started fucking her, pumping his fat cock in and out of her wetly-sucking cunt.
Marion gasped and raised her legs, wrapping them tightly around his heaving back. Wantonly she humped her ass to meet his rhythms, thrusting up her hairy pussy mound every time he buried his prick to the root in her cunt.
"Haaaarder!" she begged. Her head shook mindlessly back and forth, her heartbeat seemed to time itself to the steady, driving thrusts of his cock. "Fuck meeee!" She clawed his back with her long nails, gripping his asscheeks, trying to pull another half-inch of his cock into her juicing cunt-hole. "Fuck me haaard!"
Turning his head, Jim brushed her stiff nipple with his lips. He seemed to be in love with her huge, jiggling tits, as if the spongy flesh of her tits turned him on as much as her cunt.
Jim closed his lips around the dusky-pink cap of her tit. As he sucked her tit he fucked her harder than ever, pounding his long cock deeper and deeper into her burning, buttery cunt.
Her husband had never fucked her like this, not in the past five years. Every pore in Marion's body was alive and tingling with pleasure. She lived for the rhythmic impalements of Jim's steely prick, grunting every time the pulsing column of cock speared into her cunt.
"I'm gonna cum again," Jim moaned. "Oh, your cunt's so tight. Tightest pussy I've ever fucked. Oh shit, I'm gonna blow my wad any second!"
"Keep fucking me!" Marion pleaded. As horny as a bitch in heat, she whipped up her hips in a shameless frenzy of adulterous desire. "I'm cumming too! Oh fuck me, lover! Ungghhh God, getting so close! Fill my pussy, fill it with your huge prick!"
Jim bit her stiff nipple, at the same time ramming his cock as far into her cunt as he could.
Marion felt the spasms shooting deliciously through her pussy.
"Fuck meeee!" she shouted. Her voice was loud enough to be heard by neighbors down the block, but she was too horny to care. "Fuck me haaarder, awww you fucker, do it, do it unh fuck me unh unh nnngggg cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Her spasming pussy tightened her cunt muscles, forcing them to contract and milk around Jim's thrusting cock. "Unh," Jim grunted. His big cock grew to total stiffness inside her cumming cunt-hole; his cum-laden balls slapped the crack of her ass as he buried his steaming prick as far into her pussy as he could.
The second load of jism blasted out of his balls, instantly deluging her pussy with cream. Marion felt the white cum shooting into her cunt and gasped loudly with pleasure. It filled her throbbing cunt completely, dripping out of her hairy pussy around his pistoning prick, running down her asscheeks, dripping obscenely onto the rug.
Marion sighed, let her legs fall from Jim's back, kissed him gratefully on the cheek. She'd finally cheated on her husband, but she didn't feel nearly as guilty as she'd expected.
In fact, she didn't feel guilty at all. Marion looked at Jim and moaned as she felt his cock softening gradually inside her cunt. She'd fuck him again, that was for sure. And she'd fuck a lot of other men besides.