Chapter 1

Alice Cannon, a tall, curvy redhead of thirty-six, was working her way through her second gimlet, trying to unwind after a long day, when the doorbell rang. She'd just taken a shower and that, and the vodka, were making her feel pretty good.

Which matched the way she looked. Alice was almost five feet eight inches tall, one hundred twenty-five pounds of mouth-wateringly sumptuous female, from the top of her flaming head to the tips of her cute little toes. In between were a pair of large, heavy tit globes, a trim, supple waist, and full rounded ass cheeks. Her legs were long and shapely, with well-muscled calves and fleshy thighs. Nestled between her lovely legs was a thatch of thick pussy hair framing the snug, juicy lips of her rose-colored cunt mouth.

She hurried to answer the door, her transparent nightie flowing along behind her, the full mounds of her titties bouncing slightly. She opened the door and was surprised to see her husband standing there.

"Forgot my keys this morning," he explained, hurrying past her, his briefcase swinging against his leg.

Alice looked at the briefcase and sighed wearily. He'd probably hole up in his study all evening, pouring over reports and inventories while she joined the kids in front of the TV.

Vera Cannon was a junior executive trying hard to become a senior executive. He'd been working for Nationwide Hardware for just under five years, with-only one promotion to his credit. Other men had been with the company half that time and had been advanced several times over him.

Vern's boss, Harold Forsythe, who seemed like a nice man as far as Alice could tell, had been prom­ising a huge raise in pay to go along with much broader authority. And Vern had been burning the midnight oil, trying to earn that promised promo­tion. After all, he was almost forty, and if he didn't start making his mark in the company soon, he never would. There were a lot of younger men who would just love to see him fall flat on his ass.

Alice followed her husband into their bedroom. He was seated on the edge of the bed, taking off his shoes and socks. He'd already removed his suit jacket and tie. She sat down next to him, pressing her warm, solid hip against his. The top of her nightie gaped open, exposing the creamy tops of her tits and the start of the deep, velvety cleavage between them.

"Are the kids home?" Vern asked, tossing one shoe onto the floor and starting to peel off his sock.

"No, and, uh, I wanted to talk to you about that, Vern. Particularly about Cindy. Jim too, but mostly Cindy."

"Oh? What's up?"

"Well, Cindy's been spending a lot of time lately away from home. So's Jim, but . . . well, it's different for a boy. I'm starting to worry about her."

Cindy Cannon was a pretty teenager with her mother's red hair, an impishly cute face and a body that was sexy and amazingly well-developed for a girl her age. Jim was a year younger than his sister, and he, too, was mature beyond his years. He was already almost as tall as his father and had the husky, big-muscled body of a natural athlete.

"Did you ask her what she's been up to?"

"Of course. But all I get are mumbled evasions. When I ask her where she's been, she says: here and there. When I ask her what she'd been doing, she says: this and that."

Vera chuckled. "Wait'll she's old enough to run for office. She sounds like a natural!"

"I wish you'd take this seriously!" Alice flared. "God only knows what she's been doing!"

"You think she's maybe fuckin' some boy?"

"Well, I . . .don't know ... for sure," Alice murmured. She'd been trying not to think of that possibility. "But I suppose she could be, couldn't she?"

Vera chuckled again. "Weren't you at that age?"

Alice blushed and stammered: "That was different!"

"Yes, I can see that it was. That was your mother's problem, wasn't it? But now you're the mother, right?" Vern patted her on the smooth top of her thigh. "Don't worry about Cindy. She'll probably turn out as well as your mother's daughter did. And what about Jim? You think he's out fuckin' some girl?"

This time it was Alice who chuckled. "Weren't you at that age?"

"Yep!" Vern answered promptly, smiling broadly.

The idea of his young son poking his cock into some horny girlfriend made him smile all the more. Then, suddenly, the image changed in his mind's eye, and it was Cindy, her legs wrapped around some boy's waist as he fucked in and out of her wet little pussy. Somehow that made for a much more exciting picture!

At the same time, Vern became aware of the way his busty wife's nightie was open at the top. Her abundant titty meat was showing above, and her smooth, shapely thighs were left completely bare below the short hemline. He could feel his prick-shaft leap excitedly against the front of his pants. It had been almost a week since he'd fucked his gorgeous wife.

He reached over and took her into his arms, turning her sideways on the edge of the bed and cuddling her close. She purred happily. She hadn't expected him to be so romantic. But Cindy was still bothering her a little.

"Vern, about Cindy ..."

At the mention of the girl's name, the lewd pic­ture of her fucking her brains out with some big-cocked teenager returned to Vern's mind. He tried to push it aside.

"I told you not to worry about her. If she's fuck­ing, she's fucking, and there's nothing we can do about it. And if she isn't, then there's nothing for us to worry about. So let's devote our energies to something more important!"

His arms tightened around her shoulders, pulling her tits in close against his chest. She felt his hand slide down inside the loose front of her nightie to stroke the soft upper swells of her tit-flesh.

Immediately, Alice felt herself turn on. Her nip­ples stiffened, and her damp little pussy slit started to quiver expectantly. She curled up on his lap, bringing her feet up and fondling her legs under her. The bottom of her nightie parted all the way up to her waist, exposing her stunningly beautiful legs, the tight curls of her cunt, and the firm, silky skin of her lower tummy.

"Alice," he whispered. "I know it hasn't been exactly easy for you. I've been busy and preoc­cupied a lot of the time lately. But this new promo­tion, when it comes through, will give us a lot of time to spend together."

His firm, warm hand continued to caress the tops of her big titties.

"And there'll be a lot more money, too, honey. There'll be no more cutting corners. Sometimes I don't know how you've managed to run this house and pay all the bills and feed and clothe two children the way you do."

Oh, Vern, Alice thought, smirking lewdly against the side of his neck. If you only knew how!

Aloud she said: "You haven't been too bad at bringing home the bacon. And I'll believe that raise when you get it! I'm beginning to think Forsythe is just stringing you along."

Vern slipped the top of her nightie down over her creamy shoulders, leaving it belted at the waist. The full length of her lush cleavage came into view, along with the heavy mounds of her tits, almost to the nipples.

"Let's not talk about that right now, huh, honey?"

He bent his head and kissed the tops of her tits, and Alice felt spine-tingling waves of fuck-lust sweep over her. Gently, he unbelted the waist of her nightie and opened it completely. She felt her cunt lips twitch with desire. Her breath quickened and her heart pounded. Vera was looking at her fabulous tits, his eyes drinking in the sight of her two fat, satiny tit-globes with their large puffy pink nipples. Then he glanced down to the tight curls of her cunt, and her heart melted with desire.

"You're just as beautiful as ever," he whispered.

He reached out and cupped her swollen tits in his palms, kneading them softly, and Alice squealed and felt back against the bed, bringing him with her. He stretched out beside her and massaged the rubbery globes of her titties. His touch was both firm and gentle and very exciting. She felt her pussy-hole leaking. Warm, oily cunt juice oozed down over the crack of her ass.

"Where did you say the kids were?"

"Out."

"Have you got anything important to do?"

"No, not a thing!"

"Wanna fuck?"

"More than anything!"

Alice shivered, her mind spinning with sluttish desire as Vern massaged her big titties. He bent down and kissed her, his tongue licking hungrily at hers. The trickle of creamy cunt juice from her pussy increased. Her clitty was throbbing and itching wildly.

She could tell by the way Vern's tongue lapped against hers that he was as horny as she was. His fingers tweaked the stiff buds of her nipples. She felt his huge cock-shaft poking against the crotch of his pants. By the time they broke their kiss, they were both breathing rapidly.

"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this so early in the afternoon," he mumbled. "Maybe we should save it for bedtime."

"Bedtime is a long way off."

He grinned and lowered his mouth to her trem­bling titty meat. She looked down and saw the tip of his tongue flick gently over the thrusting nubbin of her nipple. Instantly, a wave of warm lust spread throughout her body. She squirmed her solid little ass on his lap and quivered from head to toe as he covered the pink cone of her nipple with his saliva.

"Of course, if you really want to wait to fuck until we go to bed," Alice suggested slyly, "I could always find something else to do. Clean the oven. Vacuum the rugs. Reshingle the roof."

Vern pretended to consider it for a moment. "No, I think I like my first idea best. It's more in keeping with your special talents!"

He switched to her other nipple and sucked the entire tasty morsel into his mouth. Alice groaned hoarsely, and her slobbering cunt-hole spasmed madly. His lips and the tip of his tongue felt wonderful on her sensitive titty. She lay limp and weak, moaning with delight, while he turned her delicate pink titty tip into a rock-hard, throbbing spike.

She was hot and horny, delighted that her hus­band, for once, was in the same condition, but the problem of Cindy still nudged at the back of her mind. She agreed with Vern that there wasn't much she could do about it, even if it turned out that there was a problem. But still. . .

Aliced sighed, deciding she'd put Cindy out of her mind for the time being and concentrate on enjoying this unexpected fuck session with Vern.

"Let's get you undressed, lover!" she said.

Quickly, she stripped off his shirt and T-shirt, then unbuckled his belt and started to pull down his fly. He stretched out on the bed, his hands under his head, watching her.

Alice squealed girlishly when she tugged his pants off and saw his huge, jutting cock bulge in the front of his shorts. She moaned in frustration as she struggled to pull down his shorts over his massive shaft of cock-meat. At last, his bulbous cock-head leaped free, and her heart almost stop­ped. He had just about the biggest, thickest prick she'd ever seen, and every time she saw his cock, the sight thrilled her as never before.

Shivering with horny lust, she tossed his shorts aside and leaned closer. Just below his thrusting cock-staff were a pair of large, round balls. She felt her mouth grow wet with warm spit as she studied his cock and nuts.

"It's too bad we don't fuck more often, lover," she murmured. "Equipment like this was meant to be used!" She gave the knobby head of his cock a brief, loving kiss.

Vern moved and sat dp. First, he pulled open her flimsy nightgown and pushed it down off her arms, leaving her as naked as he was. Then he rolled back onto the bed, bringing her over with him. Together, they managed to arrange themselves in a 69 position.

Alice looked up and saw her husband's mam­moth cock-head poised right over her juicy mouth. She ran her tongue out over her lips, moistening them, making them ready.

Vern was crouched directly over his wife's hairy cunt mound. He lowered his face into her warm crotch and began to lap up and down over the slip­pery lips of her pussy mouth. She squealed noisily as his tongue diddled her stiff little clitty. His tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, licking and slurping, making her cunt lips quiver in response.

Eagerly, she turned her attention to his big hard prick-rod. It wiggled wantonly right over her mouth. She smirked lewdly as she reached up and grabbed the base of his cock in one hand and his heavy, cum-swollen balls in the other. She pulled his cock-head down until she could touch it with her juicy lips. Her pink tongue flicked out and tickled the smooth-skinned tip of his prick, swirl­ing around and around, soaking it with her warm, pungent spit.

"Uuuhhhhhhhh," Vern grunted. "Yeah, honey, that's it. Suck me, honey. Suck my cock!"

Alice didn't need to be told twice. She'd long ago fallen in love with the strong, masculine taste of her husband's prick. She loved to lick and kiss and suck on his fucker. She lapped it gleefully.

Vern lowered, his face back into her wide-spread crotch, moving his broad tongue up and down over the fragrant, meaty folds of her cunt lips. She immediately started oozing buttery fuck juices into his mouth. He swallowed and licked and gobbled, drinking her flavorful fuck-cream as fast as it drib­bled from her excited little pussy hole.

Alice ran her flattened tongue up and down the underside of his prick. "Mmmmmmm, that's wonderful, honey!" she moaned, kissing each of his hairy nuts. "I just love it when you eat my cunt out that way!"

Vern began concentrating his efforts on her super-sensitive little clitty button. She giggled and cooed happily around the huge piece of prick-meat she was eating. She liked nothing better than hav­ing her clitty licked. She almost went out of her mind at the dizzying burst of ecstasy that poured over her when her husband's pointy tongue flicked back and forth over it. She arched her pussy up against his face, squirming her hairy loins and feeding her stiff clitty into his mouth.

"Oohhh, God, yes, lover!" she gasped. "Suck my pussy!"

Suddenly hungry for the taste of his big, hand­some prick, she popped his swollen cock head into her mouth, gnawing on it gently with her teeth. She felt him shudder with pleasure and start to twist and roll his crotch around over her head. She reached up with both hands and gripped his clench­ed ass cheeks to hold him steady.

The width of his cock-pole stretched her lips almost painfully, but she loved it. Her mouth flooded with her spit, and she had to swallow quickly to keep from gagging on it. While she was sucking greedily on his massive hard-on, he was eating her pussy alive. The bedroom filled with their low, throaty moans and the wet, sloshy sounds of their lips and tongues.

Alice couldn't seem to get enough of Vern's fat, fleshy prick. She sucked more and more of it into her mouth, gurgling and gulping, until she felt the bloated head of his prick wedge itself against the back of her throat. There were still a good three inches of cockmeat left outside her squirming lips. She took a deep breath in through her nose and opened her throat muscles, sucking in the rest of his swollen prick-head slid easily down her throat.

"Oohhh, Christ Almighty!" Vern growled. "You're great cunt, baby, just great! Keep it up, keep suckin' on it!"

Alice tried to giggle around his throbbing cock. She wouldn't have stopped for anything. She wanted to go right on sucking his tasty prick all night.

But after several long moments, Vern got a bet­ter idea and quickly rolled off her, pulling his spit-soaked prick out of her mouth with a loud pop. He reversed his position on her, settling comfortably between her long, sweaty thighs and drilling his lengthy prick staff up her greasy little fuck-tube.

"Uuuhhhhhhh," Alice sighed, feeling herself impaled on his swollen cock pole.

No sooner was his prick firmly embedded in her narrow cunt tunnel than he started stroking in and out with long even thrusts.

Alice whimpered in delighted bliss. She wrapped her long legs tightly around his waist as his huge cock plowed all the way to the far end of her pussy-tube. Her ass humped and bucked to meet his fuck-thrusts, hot, creamy cunt-juice streaming out of her pussy-slit.

Alice wished they could go on fucking this way forever. She never wanted to stop fucking, never wanted his immense prick to leave her spasming little cunt furrow.

But Vern was too turned on not to cum fast. He managed to control himself for several moments, but finally, he gave a hoarse groan and started pumping his jism into her cunt. Her pussy walls clutched and squeezed his gushing cock as her climax washed over her trembling body. She tightened her legs around his waist and pulled his cock deep into her fuck-tunnel.

"Eeekkkkkkkk!" she squealed shamelessly.

After he'd shot the last thick drop of jism out of his nuts, he slumped down onto the bed, and Alice cuddled up against his strong, sturdy body. While he dozed, she let her mind return to the problem of Cindy.

She tried to decide, first of all, if there really was a problem, and if there was, what she could do to solve it. She was still mulling it over when Vern woke up and asked about dinner.