Chapter 9
Monica would never forget that moment. She and Charlie found themselves facing their infidelity and the possible end of their marriage.
There were hardly any words exchanged. There were none needed. It was obvious to each of them what had been going on. She and Charlie somehow extricated themselves and got away from Rita and Ted.
They said nothing to each other on the drive home and hardly anything at all during the next few days. Monica realized it was a turning point in their marriage.
In addition to not talking to each other there was no fucking and that was the hardest part of all. She couldn't bring herself to contact Clyde or Ted and Bannister of course was out of the question.
At the end of two weeks she realized she had to do something, but she didn't know what. The answer came in the form of a young boy hitchhiking on a road on the other side of town.
She'd been visiting her mother when she saw the boy at one of the highway junctions. She pulled over sharply. He was tall for his age. She noticed the muscles in his arms as he leaned in through the open window of the car.
"All right, get in," she said.
He grinned. He opened the door and slid into the seat next to her. Her eyes caught the bulge in his crotch. Her pussy fluttered. After weeks of abstinence the sight of this young kid was enough to send the juices in her cunt flowing.
The boy seemed nervous as they drove off. She questioned him as casually as possible. He was on his way home. His interest in her was obvious. She more than once caught his eyes on her tits. He blushed when he realized she was aware of his staring.
"You're shy," she teased. "You shouldn't be. Do you like me?"
"Sure," he said.
Monica chuckled. A boy his age could be delicious. Such innocence!
Acting on impulse she turned down an old side road.
"Where are you going?" the boy said.
"Just relax honey," she said, "and leave everything to me."
She stopped the car in a deserted spot under a tree. Turning to him, she took his hand and pulled it to her tits.
"Go on," she said, "I don't mind. You can touch me if you want."
There was amazement on his face, but also intense interest in his eyes. He kept his hand in place and then gradually his fingers began moving, roaming over her tits, exploring the heavy globes that swelled under her thin blouse.
Then, as if realizing with a shock what he was doing, he pulled his hand away and sat back.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"Don't be silly," Monica laughed. "Just sit still. I'll do everything!"
Leaning over, she ran her hand over his chest and down to his crotch. Her fingers caressed the bulge of his cock.
"Relax, honey," she whispered.
She pulled his zipper down. She opened his belt buckle and unsnapped his jeans. Pulling the flaps of his pants open, she exposed his white shorts to reveal the outline of his hard cock.
Her cunt was steaming! She wanted his lovely young prick in her hand. How delicious he was! The look on his face was half fear and half lust.
Slipping her hand inside his fly and her fingers inside his shorts, she touched his cock for the first time. Her blood raced. She mewled with pleasure as she worked his cock out of his pants.
He was so wonderfully stiff. She brought his fuckpole completely out into the open and began caressing it with her fingertips. Each time she touched him the boy shivered with pleasure.
She played her fingertips up and down his throbbing cockshaft and over his bloated cockhead. At intervals she closed her fist around his cockshaft and squeezed, holding him in a tight grip, feeling his blood pound through his fuckmeat.
She worked her thumb over the head of his cock, smearing the juice oozing out of his piss-hole. He was leaning back now, his head resting on the car seat, his mouth open and his eyes closed.
His breathing was heavy. Gasps and moans escaped his throat each time she touched him in a sensitive place.
"You like this, don't you?" she said.
She was enjoying herself. She liked the power she had over him. She was in full control of things. She could play him like a musical instrument. She was anxious to keep him from coming before she wanted him to.
She began working his foreskin back and forth along his cockshaft, pumping his fuckmeat, jerking him off with a slow easy rhythm that made him shiver.
How marvelous it was to be the experienced one! This time she was the one calling the shots. She loved it!
Her hands moved between his thighs and her fingers found his balls. She probed his nuts, caressing them lightly, smiling at the way he groaned in response to her touch.
"Let's get your pants down!" she said.
He helped her by raising his ass and soon she had his pants and shorts off. His cock and balls were free now. He was more developed than she expected, obviously mature for his age.
He had a thick growth of crotch hair and his pink balls looked full. Once again she took his cock in her hand and stroked him up and down. She used her free hand to fondle his balls.
Leaning over she purred, "I'm going to do something nice to you. Would you like that?"
"Yeah," he breathed.
"What would you like?" she teased.
"I don't know."
"Would you like me to suck you?"
"God, yes!" he hissed.
She chuckled. Leaning across him she lowered her head and began licking his cock. She lapped him gently at first, just his cockhead, tasting his clean flesh and sniffing his young male scent.
She could feel her tits swelling inside her bra. Her nipples were stiff. The crotch of her panties was sopping wet with her cunt juice. She licked the head of his cock, dribbling saliva over his throbbing fuckmeat.
Pushing his foreskin down, she worked her tongue behind the flat rim of his cockhead and then underneath to the sensitive groove that defined his knob. She worked his foreskin back and forth with her lips.
At times she sucked on the very tip of his cock and then she'd take all of his meat into her mouth until his cockhead jabbed at the back of her throat.
She worked up a load of saliva and then dribbled it out over his cockhead and balls. She sucked on him gluttonously, slurping and slobbering over his warm young meat.
At times she formed her lips into a tight ring and applied pressure to his cockhead, rocking her body back and forth as she fucked her lips up and down on his cockshaft.
His cock throbbing and glistening wet with her spit, the boy tossed his head back and groaned. She loved it. She loved the feel of his cock in her mouth. She loved the way his fuckpole stuffed her.
Tightening her lips, bobbing her head, she continued gobbling up his prick. She swirled her tongue round and round, massaging his bloated cockhead and then applying a powerful suction to the spongy knob.
"Oh Jesus!" the boy cried.
Squeezing his balls, she continued sucking him, working her lips back and forth over his fat mushroom, thinking of the hot jism she would soon have splattering down her throat.
Suddenly, without warning, she came. She shuddered with pleasure and surprise. The muscles of her cunt spasmed and then a moment later her whole body convulsed.
A deep groan of pleasure escaped her throat. A moment later she moaned again as the first jet of the boy's come gushed into her hungry mouth.
Her cunthole continued spasming as his cock shot spurt after spurt of hot jism. His cream splattered over her tongue and teeth, filling up her mouth, until she had to swallow in order to avoid choking.
She continued sucking him until the very end, dragging her lips back and forth over his pulsing cockmeat. His cock finally went soft and rubbery in her mouth and with a last suck she pulled back.
A deep voice--a strange voice--suddenly said, "Jesus fucking Christ!"
Monica bolted upright. Her lips still wet with the boy's jism, she focused her eyes. Two cops, one on each side of the car, were peering in the windows.
She soon learned there were three cops, not two. They told her she was under arrest. She never knew why. The boy was somehow suddenly gone and she found herself alone with three men in uniform.
It wasn't long before she realized there would be more happening than just a simple arrest. They drove her in a police car to the factory district in town.
As they led her into an abandoned warehouse, she quivered as she realized what was about to happen. In the back of her mind she wondered if it was all a dream.
She was dazed. Her fear fogged her sense of reality. Time passed somehow and then she found herself stretched out on a large piece of cardboard, held down by two men while the third one pawed her body.
She writhed with a mixture of fear and lust. One of them held her arms over her head. Another held her feet. His fingers pressing her tender flesh, the third man, the man between her legs, worked on her body.
Her nipples were wet with his saliva. He had three fingers inside her sopping pussy. His thumb massaged her throbbing clit.
She squirmed her ass on the cardboard and moaned. "Fuck me!" she panted. "Please, please fuck me!"
She humped his hand, fucking back at his fingers. He looked down at. her with a lewd grin.
"You want cock, don't you, baby? Well, you just be a good little piece and we might not take you in."
He continued pumping his fingers in and out of her cunt. Then he suddenly pulled them out, rose up, took hold of his cock and showed it to her.
"This is what you want, huh?"
Dazed, she feasted her eyes on his fuckpole. She nodded her head. She wanted fucking and she wanted it bad. The fact that they were forcing her made no difference any more. She wanted it as badly as they did.
"You want my cock?" he taunted her.
"Yes!" she hissed. "Give it to me! Fuck me! Stick it in!"
She pushed her crotch up in the air, inviting him.
"Stick it in before I go crazy!" she groaned.
Did this day really exist? Had she really sucked the cock of that teenage kid? Was she actually about to be fucked by these three cops? She didn't care anymore about the reality, She was hungry for cock and the only thing that mattered was that the man between her legs was getting ready to stuff her pussy with his meat.
He teased her by playing with her cunt. Then she groaned as he suddenly rammed his finger inside her asshole.
"Not there!" she hissed. "Put it in my cunt!"
He laughed insanely. "Shut your mouth, slut! You'll get it where I want to give it to you! Turn her loose, boys. I can handle her!"
The other two men released her now. She had no intentions of struggling. She wanted the cock of the man between her legs. She looked at his cruel face.
"Spread your legs wide," he leered.
Quivering with lust she obeyed him. She had to have cock. Her legs open, she pulled her knees back to raise up her crotch and rocked her ass in invitation.
"Come on, fuck me, you son-of-a-bitch!" she said. "Hurry up!"
Cackling, he fisted his cockshaft and rubbed his cockhead up and down between the wet lips of her cunt. Fitting his cockhead into the socket of her cunthole, he pushed forward and gave her about an inch of cockshaft.
"Give it to me!" she groaned. "Give me all of it!"
He pushed forward again and his long thick cock slid smoothly into the sopping channel of her cunt. She sucked in her breath as her steaming pussy was filled with his stiff cockmeat.
I'm nothing but a slut, she thought. She was getting raped and enjoying every minute of it!
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me hard!"
He began screwing her, his arms supporting her legs and his hips twisting and turning as he pistoned his cock in and out of her juice-drenched cunt.
His pile-driving thrusts shook her to the core. She loved the brutal fuck. She loved the way her body was jolted each time he rammed his cock home.
"Give it to me, damn you!" she cried. "Fuck me!"
"Jesus, what a cock-hungry bitch!" he cackled.
He suddenly pulled his bloated prick out of her twitching hole. Rolling over on his back, he grabbed her head and forced it down to his crotch.
"Lick my cock, whore! Get yourself a mouthful!"
He pushed her head down, jamming her face into his crotch. The other two men laughed as they watched. They were degrading her and she shuddered as she realized how much she enjoyed it!
She sniffed his juice-coated cock. She began licking him, running her tongue over his cockhead and then back along his cockshaft. She shivered at the taste of her own cunt juice.
God help me! she thought. There was no way she could resist the lure of his fuckmeat. He was so big and hard! How lovely his cock was, glistening with juice and throbbing with excitement!
She was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of using her mouth on him. Her surrender was total. With a soft moan, she sucked his spongy cockhead between her parted lips.
"Yeah!" he groaned. "That's the way. Lick it, baby! Suck it!"
She could taste the clear fluid oozing out of his pisshole. Her tongue swirled over his cockhead, massaging the tight-fleshed knob. Now she closed her fingers around his cockshaft and slowly pumped the cylinder of hard meat while she continued sucking on the juicy knob.
"That's it!" he hissed. "Go to town, slut! Suck it!"
Her mouth bobbed up and down on his glistening cunt-slick cock. The other men were stripping off their clothes now. A shiver of lust went up her spine when she realized that all three of them were going to fuck her.
A guttural groan of lewd anticipation escaped her throat. She squeezed the thick cockshaft in her hand, milking it, forcing more of .the clear fluid out of the pisshole, sucking up the juice that oozed out of his slit.
Her darting tongue fluttered and swabbed, massaging his fuckpole, running up and down his cockshaft, swirling over the flared rim of his bloated cockhead.
"Suck on it, baby!" he hissed. "Suck this cock!"
Tightening her lips in the groove behind his cockhead, she sucked on it as though it were a ripe fruit. She chewed and slurped on the plum of his knob until he groaned with pleasure. She lapped and slurped over his throbbing fuckmeat, her hungry mouth drooling a steady flow of saliva.
Her pussy quivered at the heady aroma of aroused male cock filling her nostrils. She gave him a thorough blow-job, her tongue constantly active, her head continually bobbing. The ring of her lips moved up and down in a steady rhythm over the shaft of his long thick cock.
"Jesus, what a cocksucker!" he said.
She no longer cared about his response. She wasn't doing it for him anymore. She reveled in the cocksucking, enjoying every moment of it, loving the feel of his fat cock stuffing her mouth.
She was on her hands and knees now, bobbing her head rhythmically up and down on his fuckpole, fucking him with her face.
"Look at that cunt go to town!" someone said.
She was no longer certain what was happening to her. In a corner of her mind she knew she was being raped by three cops, but nothing mattered except the orgasms convulsing her body.
Her cunt spasmed with one contraction after another as she sucked his prick. Her crotch was soaked with the juices gushing out of her steaming pussy.
One of the other men was behind her now. He rammed two fingers up her cunt from the rear. She groaned at the stretching of her cunt-mouth. He wriggled his fingers around, reaming out her cunt channel.
Penetrated now fore and aft, she shuddered with a raging lust. With each stroke she swallowed up more and more of the cock in her mouth. She was soon able to get the fat cockhead halfway down her throat.
The cop on the floor grunted at the squeezing tight sensation as her throat muscles clutched his cockhead. Suddenly stiffening, he cried out and began shooting his load. Spurt after spurt of thick jism jetted into her mouth, coating her tonsils and sliding down her gullet.
Oh God, I love it! she thought. She quivered as she drank his hot come. She ravenously sucked on his spurting fuckpole. The pungent taste of male fuckjuice overwhelmed her senses.
She was obsessed with the idea of drinking him dry, of sucking all the juice out of his balls, of leaving him limp and powerless. She had a sudden fantasy of drowning in jism, of being fucked by a hundred men and suffocating in a pool of hot come.
The man on the floor finally pushed her face away from his cock and rolled over with a groan. The man behind her had hold of her hips now. His fingers were out of her cunt and she could feel his fat cockhead rubbing up and down between her drooping cuntlips.
He was going to fuck her from the back. She spread her legs and raised her ass up in the air to offer him encouragement. Mewling and moaning, she rested her head on her forearms and wiggled her hips.
Looking back between her legs, she could see his hairy thighs and swinging nuts as he moved in. He chuckled as he massaged her pouting cunt with the flat of his hand.
"We've got us a hot little piece!" he said.
A moment later his bloated knob stretched her cuntmouth and pushed into her steaming fuck channel.
"Christ, she's tight!" he said.
He had a big cock. Her cunt felt as though it were being split apart. She loved it. The feel of the huge slab of cockmeat stretching her tissues was exquisite.
He leaned over her now and flattened her down on the cardboard, pressing her belly against the floor. He began pumping her cunt, pounding her ass with his crotch.
She pushed back at him, bucking up her ass and fucking back at his cock. Her tits mashed against the cardboard, she squirmed like an eel under his thrusts.
Then he raised her to her knees again and reached underneath to grab her hanging tits. He pinched and pulled at her nipples to the rhythm of his piledriving cock.
Groaning, she slid her hand back to cradle his swollen balls. She cried out with ecstasy each time his cockhead stretched the mouth of her cunthole.
The tempo of his fucking increased now. He ground against her furiously, screwing his cock in and out of her cunt with a relentless rhythm.
Another mind-blowing climax racked her body. Her ass jiggled and swayed as she came. He continued fucking with powerful strokes into her soft pussy.
Warm cunt juice gushed out of her cunthole to wet the insides of her thighs. She quaked and groaned as he rammed his cock into her again and again.
Rocking on her knees, she called out to him to give her more.
"Fuck me harder!" she cried. "Give it to me! Fuck me!"
Grunting like a crazed bull, he rammed his turgid swollen cock in and out of the channel of her oozing cunt.
"Oh Christ, I'm coming!" he groaned.
A raucous bellow roared out of his throat as he came. Monica threw her head back and crooned with delight as she felt the gush of his load spew into the steaming channel of her cunt.
His hot thick cream splattered back out again to drench her thighs. Her pussy was flooded with his jism. She quivered as the last jets of his spurting load hit her sucking hole.
When he finally pulled his cock out of her cunt, she cried out.
"I want more! Somebody fuck me quick! Don't stop fucking me!"
They laughed at her. One of them hadn't fucked her yet. She was no longer certain which one, but when she saw one of them with a stiff cock she turned to him and begged.
"Fuck me, please!"
"Lick my asshole," he said with a leer, raising up his knees and offering her his crotch.
She groaned and swooped down on him, licking into the hairy musky crack of his ass. Swabbing her tongue over his balls and down to his asshole, massaging the tight ring of his grommet, she slithered it inside to tongue-fuck his bunghole.
"Oh Jesus, she's good!" the man groaned.
Pulling her tongue out of his asshole she rolled over on her back and raised her legs.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me now!"
"Bullshit!" he said. "You do the work! Get on top of me!"
He stretched out on his back and made her straddle him. Squatting over his cock, she positioned his cockhead at the mouth of her cunthole and impaled herself on his fuckmeat.
Rotating her hips, she squirmed her ass on his crotch and shuddered with pleasure. The feel of his long thick cock stuffing her insides was marvelous.
She began bouncing up and down on his fuckpole, her tits flopping like two heavy melons. Her hair flew and her mouth hung open.
Someone came behind her now and pushed her down until her tits were mashed against the man she was fucking. Strong hands spread her asscheeks apart. She felt a hard cockhead rubbing against her shithole.
She groaned as she realized what was about to happen. The cockhead pushing against her asshole pressed forward and a moment later it popped in, sliding past the tight ring and into the hot rubbery grip of her shit-tube.
She had two cocks in her now and the sensation of being stuffed and stretched with male fuckmeat drove her wild. She shuddered and quaked and cried out her lust.
They began working their cocks in tandem, one fucking in while the other fucked out, alternately reaming her cunt and ass with their turgid pricks.
Then she felt a hot cockhead pressing against her mouth, pushing against her lips. The third man wanted his cock sucked. How delicious it was!
With a soft moan of delight, she opened her mouth and sucked the third cock into her body.
She had no idea how long it went on. From the warehouse they took her to a motel to get cleaned up. She felt at ease with them, almost as if they had a special bond that united them.
They finally drove her back to her car and released her. Somehow she got home.
When she walked into the house, she found Charlie sitting up waiting for her.
"Listen," he said, "we have to have a little talk."
She was exhausted. Her mind was a blank. She stood there waiting to hear what he had to say.
"I've been thinking things over," he said. "I think we have to find some way to start things fresh again. I mean the sex. We could try again. We can start having some fun again."
She looked at him. Her eyes bleary, she smiled.
"Sure, Charlie. Whatever you say."
"We can start now," he said. "Let's get into the bedroom and fuck."
She turned away to hide the look of consternation on her face. She was physically drained. She doubted if she'd be able to get through another bout of sex, but she was willing to try. She had to try.
They went into the bedroom and Charlie undressed her. He kissed her tenderly as he removed her clothes. Then he undressed and their eyes met. She found herself eagerly awaiting his caress.
Something was happening. There seemed to be a real togetherness now. They seemed to have a new understanding about each other. She thought about what had happened that day, but it was hard to believe it had been anything but a dream.
Her feelings of guilt were somehow gone. All that mattered was Charlie and her marriage. She gazed fondly at his big cock, at his familiar hairy balls bloated with jism.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she deliberately spread her thighs to give him a clear look at her cunt. She remembered how in the first days of their marriage he never got tired of looking at her pussy.
He had made her feel she had a jewel between her legs. Now, after all these years, he made her feel that way again.
Her cunt was wet. After all the fucking she'd done that day she found it difficult to believe she had more juice in her. She touched her cuntlips with her fingertips to make sure.
It was true. She was wet and slippery again, once more ready for fucking. Charlie grinned as he watched her explore her pussy with her fingers.
"Get the box ready, honey. I've got a present to put in it!"
Beside her on the bed, he sucked one of her swollen nipples into his mouth. When he pulled his lips away, her nipple was wet with his saliva.
"Beautiful tits!" he hissed. "You've got the nicest pair in town!"
She smiled and arched her big globes forward eagerly. As he kissed and sucked them, she closed her fingers around his rigid cockshaft. She could feel his fuckmeat throbbing in her hand.
She was hungry for it. She wanted his cock. Not just any cock, but Charlie's cock. His gentle sucking on her tits made her shiver with pleasure. Hot juice flowed from her cunt, oozing out over her thick cuntlips and running down her thighs.
It occurred to her now that she had everything she wanted. Charlie was strong and virile. She was a passionate woman, but he could certainly fulfill all her needs.
As he eased her back on the bed, she was more eager for fucking than ever. Wriggling her hips, she whispered in his ear.
"Put your hand on my pussy!" she said.
Her body quivered the minute his hand settled on her crotch. She began humping, fucking her cunt on his hand.
"Monica's hot little pussy!" he chuckled.
She looked down with hot eyes at the bobbing of his hard cock. Shifting her body, she perched her ass on the edge of the bed, opened her thighs and pulled her legs back.
Charlie smiled. He left the bed and got down on his knees at her feet. She peered at him through her open thighs, praying that he would get the message and put his mouth on her cunt.
Leaning forward, he started kissing her belly, running his lips from one hip to the other and then down into her cunt-hair. He worked his fingertips between the lips of her pussy, massaging the swollen meat of her cunt.
She was completely wet now. Her cunt was fresh and hungry again. His hands slipped under the full cheeks of her ass as he lowered his face to her steaming crotch.
She groaned at the first touch of his tongue on her swollen cunt-meat.
"Oh, yes!" she hissed. "Eat me, Charlie! Suck my pussy!"
The tip of his tongue probed between her cuntlips. He swabbed up and down her juice-drenched slit, finally slithering into her quivering cunthole.
Waves of pleasure washed over her body as he began a deliberate sucking of her vibrating cunt. His tongue deep inside her cunthole, he massaged her clit with his nose until she groaned at the lovely feel of it.
He sucked and chewed her cuntlips until they swelled up like the petals of a flower. Her pussy was open and waiting for him, a hot oven of tender softness waiting for the driving thrusts of his cock.
He gripped her quivering asscheeks and began sucking with more force. When his lips closed over her clit she shuddered and came. He kept on sucking, fluttering his tongue across her throbbing clit.
She moaned. "Oh God, yes! Eat me, Charlie! Suck me out! Suck my pussy!"
Her cunt twitched as she came again. Her fingers found the hard length of his cock and clasped his fuckmeat. Charlie continued massaging her cunt with his face and then finally pulled away and kneeled over her.
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Give it to me now! Fuck me!"
Their eyes were locked together as he fisted his cock and positioned his cockhead at the mouth of her waiting cunthole. A moment later his fat cockhead was stretching her throbbing cuntmeat.
As he pushed forward, her hips strained upward engulfing the entire length of his fuckpole.
"Oh, God! Yes!" she groaned. "Fuck me!"
He plunged forward. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his back and closed her eyes. Humping her ass up to meet the thrusts of his cock, she shuddered with ecstasy. She knew her marriage was saved.