Chapter 1
"You make me feel so weak," Debbie Winslow moaned with pleasure. The delivery man's big cock surged up her tight cunt, making her ass squirm.
"Wrap your legs around me, doll," the delivery man rasped. "Then I'll really take you for a ride."
"Ooooh, tiger, whatever you say," Debbie moaned some more.
She scissored the delivery man's wide, hairy torso with her long legs, and squeezed.
"Hang on," the delivery man said. "Ol' Earl's gonna throw the fuck of your life in you."
So that was his name, Debbie thought--Earl. She was pleased because she could not recall ever getting it on before with a guy named Earl. A small thing, for sure, but every bit of difference was important to Debbie. Variety was truly the spice of life as far as she was concerned. Especially when it came to sex. That's why she fucked as many guys as she could.
Earl Number-One drove his huge cock to the depths of Debbie's cunt, forcing a squeal of joy from her. His prick was buried in her pussy now, and their crotches were flush, grinding together.
Then Earl grabbed the cheeks of Debbie's ass, drawing up the pliant globes of flesh in his strong fingers and squeezing them into hard lumps. His dick jackhammered Debbie's twat, rattling her spine.
"Fucking you hard enough, doll?" Earl asked.
"It's never hard enough for me," Debbie gasped in reply. "But you just keep trying, stud." Then she screamed. "Fuck me harder, harder! Can't get enough of your cock in my cunt!"
"You're my kind of woman," Earl told Debbie.
"You fuck a lot of women?" Debbie asked.
"What do you think?" Earl laughed, gravel in his throat'.
"I think that the old saying must be true--practice makes perfect," Debbie swooned as Earl's hard-on rammed her twat.
The dialogue abruptly ended. Earl's face had turned red. He was puffing and sweating. His cock flexed in Debbie's cunt, seeming to swell even beyond its previous enormity.
"Mmmm, you're going, to come, aren't you, stud?" Debbie responded.
"God, yeah," Earl grunted. "Gonna flood your snatch with my hot jizz."
"Then what are you waiting for? Shoot it into me now," Debbie urged, her twat spasming with anticipation. "Come in my cunt!"
"You got it, doll!"
At the core of Debbie's pussy, Earl's cock-head expanded. A sizzling shot of cum seared the walls of Debbie's cunt.
"Your jizz is burning me up, stud!" Debbie congratulated Earl on the scalding jism from his spurting hard-on. "My cunt can't get enough of jizz like this."
"Are you coming too, doll?" Earl asked. "Always like to leave my women satisfied."
"Sometimes I like to wait to the last possible second before I get off. Make it really special," Debbie answered. "Don't worry. I won't let either of us down."
Now Earl's cock slowed to a dribble. But Debbie's spasming twat kept his prick hard.
With most other women the fucking would have been over. However, reaching for a purposely delayed orgasm, Debbie took over the action. She was a sex-machine.
Catapulting off her elbows, Debbie reared up and rolled Earl over. All of a sudden she was on top of the fucking, sliding her cunt up and down Earl's standing prick. At the same time she fingered her own cht with one hand, and rubbed her tits with the other one.
"Horny . . . horny bitch," Earl reacted with awe.
Debbie took Earl's ten-inch cock all the way up her pussy and left it there. Continuing to play with her clit and tits, she swayed with her eyes closed. There was a dreamy expression on her face and a stuttering groan gurgled from her throat.
"Oh, doll--you're coming--I know it," Earl looked up and said. "Let me finish it up for you in style."
Now he was the dominant one again, grabbing Debbie's hips and turning her over so he was back on top of the fucking. He was so aroused that he had forgotten all about just having shot his wad. His prick fucked Debbie's pussy with even more vigor than before.
"Ooooh, that's it/' Debbie groaned. "Rip up my cunt with your big cock, stud. Keep me coming."
With a rough shove, Earl's heavy fingers replaced Debbie's delicate ones at the summit of her cock-filled cunt, pinching her clit. Then Earl's other hand seized one of Debbie's nipples and twisting it around double, before doing the same with the other nipple.
"I'm flying!" Debbie called from the crest of a soaring climax. "You make me come so good, stud! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
"Oh, yeah! . . . Yeah! . . . Yeah!" Earl snorted in a triple burst of puffing lust. His cock matched the snorts with its thrusts, then surged in tempo with his gusting breath.
The bedsprings squealed as Earl fucked Debbie more savagely than at any time before. His hands left her clit and tits and once again gripped her asscheeks.
Debbie lifted her legs this time, extending them and drawing them first straight up in the air, then all the way back over her head. Jackknifed, she felt Earl's huge prick stabbing straight down into her cunt.
"Come in me again!" Debbie cried, a climax of her own still raging. Earl's hard-on drove, drilled and slammed.
Debbie's cunt convulsed with every cock-thrust, pouring fuel on the flames of her orgasm.
"I want your jizz, stud!" Debbie demanded. "Shoot another load of cum in my pussy!"
Revived by Debbie's enthusiasm, Earl felt his balls brim with a fresh batch of jism. His dick was going to erupt within Debbie's cunt. Earl couldn't remember when he had last come twice in such a short period of time. He felt like a teenager again, his cock and balls tireless.
A new burst of jizz burst from the head of Earl's prick. Debbie's pussy seemed to suck it up, so thirsty was it for cockcream.
Earl's hips were grinding, his cock spurting. At the same time, Debbie wiggled her ass, still in the grip of her own orgasm.
"Fantastic!" Debbie exclaimed.
"Incredible!" Earl agreed.
Earl slammed his groin against Debbie's upturned crotch, his gushing cock buried in her twat while his powerful fingers gouged into the cheeks of her ass. Debbie's legs still jackknifed her body, her toes digging into the bedding just beyond her head. The air was ripe with the pungent aroma of raw sex. It was total fucking--male and female coming simultaneously.
Debbie wished the shared orgasm could last forever, but of course it couldn't. The reservoir of Earl's cum was not limitless. His cock pinched off a final wad of jism in Debbie's twat, then slowed to an oozing trickle.
Although she might have been able to climax indefinitely on her own, Debbie recognized that her partner needed a rest. So now she temporarily cooled down.
"So good," she whispered to Earl as she slid down the slope of her orgasm. "Your cock and your cum are so perfect in my pussy."
"I aim to please," Earl sighed. "It was a pleasure fucking you."
He removed his dick from Debbie's cunt. It was at half-mast, sticky with jizz and the honey from Debbie's pussy. His cock-head dripped with glistening drops of fuck-juice. Earl wiped it on Debbie's spread thighs, leaving a sparkling X on each sleek patch of female flesh.
"Leaving your mark, huh, stud?" Debbie chuckled. "I might not take a bath for weeks."
"Bullshit," Earl laughed. "You'll be telling that to some other dude in this same bed before you know it. You can't get enough fucking, Doll, I know your type."
"And just what is your opinion of my 'type'?" Debbie teasingly asked.
"I can dig it," Earl answered. "You think I can get enough fucking either? We had to run into each other sooner or later, a pair like us. It's fate."
"Just by the process of elimination, huh, stud?"
"Right on, Doll. Sometime I had to deliver something to this house. Just a matter of time. Us fucking was the next thing to inevitable."
"And now?" Debbie purred. "Now that fate has had its way? What happens next? I'd hate to think you and I have run our course, stud."
"You want more fucking, don't you, Doll?" "Are you up to it?"
"I suppose I don't have any choice with a woman like you, do I?"
"Guess not," Debbie leered. "Let's see what I can do about giving your beautiful dick the message."
She wriggled out from beneath Earl and got up onto her knees.
"Roll over on your back," Debbie instructed her man of the moment. "Let's see what my mouth can do with your cock."
Earl obliged and Debbie crawled between his open legs. Her lips closed over the knob of his prick and gave it a hard suck.
"Mmmm, eat me, Doll, eat my dick," Earl responded. "Take my prick all the way in your mouth and it'll be stiff before you know it."
Debbie's lips slid down the thickening shaft of Earl's cock, stopping only when the whole prick had been swallowed. Debbie nuzzled Earl's balls as she sucked his dick to the root.
The expert blow-job put steel into Earl's prick. His tool was back at ten inches again, transformed by Debbie's blow-job into a full-fledged boner.
Debbie sucked cock for a few slurping moments, then abruptly released Earl's stiff joint from her oral grasp.
"You're ready to fuck me again," Debbie noted the obvious. "Where do you want to stick it in, stud?"
"See if you can read my mind, Doll?" Earl gruffly teased. "You tell me where I plan to fuck you next."
"If everything was this easy, I'd get lazy," Debbie giggled. "I won't tell you what you want. I'll show you. Because believe me--as much as you want it, I want it more."
She bent over on all fours, turning her head away from Earl so that her flanks spread from the rear and exposed the summit of her split ass. Her shithole throbbed with scarlet puffiness.
Not satisfied with the boldness .of her pose, Debbie made it even more explicit. Grasping the cheeks of her butt with digging fingers, she pried her bottom apart until her asshole was stretched wide.
"God, you're beautiful," Earl reacted with horny sincerity. "I've never seen a prettier ass. You've got my number, Doll. I can't wait to butt-fuck you."
"Then do it, stud!" Debbie urged. "Give me your big cock all the way up my ass. Rip me up. Butt-fuck me until I scream."
"Will I!" Earl gasped with excitement. "Jesus, will I!"
His stiff cock was in his hand, throbbing and twitching. He guided the fiery crown to the opening of Debbie's ass and fit the tip into place.
"Ram me!" Debbie excitedly requested. "Shove your cock up my butt!"
Earl's crotch lurched, powering his prick forward. At least five inches of iron dick engorged Debbie's narrow shitpit.
Earl had half a cock to go before he was butt-fucking Debbie to the hilt. He continued his plunge.
"All the way!" Debbie pleaded. "Give me every inch of your big dick in my ass. Split me in two if you have to."
"Am I hurting you, Doll?" Earl asked Debbie as the last inches of his hard-on were entering her ass.
"Mmmm, hurts just right," Debbie groaned her reply. "The pain'U make me come twice as hard. That's what makes getting butt-fucked by a big cock so special."
Earl's crotch jerked and his cock disappeared within Debbie's fuck-hungry ass. He had never butt-fucked a woman this deeply before and he was grateful for the opportunity to totally shaft a female asshole with his ten-inch prick.
"I've made it with a lot of women," Earl told Debbie, "but you're the champ. The best fuck of them all, Doll. If my cock was twice as long, I think you'd find a way to take it all in whichever hole I fucked you--ass, cunt or mouth."
"Flattery will get you everywhere," Debbie crooned over her shoulder.
She shook her ass, twisting Earl's dick inside her shithole.
"You'd better hold on to something, stud," Debbie advised. "Gonna take you on a trip you'll never forget."
Earl's hands slid along Debbie's ribcage and found her dangling tits. He clutched the tits and his nails dug into their soft tissue.
Now Debbie went wild. On all fours, writhing, she carried on as if she were having a fit. Earl needed his grip on her tits and his dick all the way up her ass to hang on.
"How you doing, stud?" Debbie puffed as she writhed and gyrated.
"Can't you tell?" Earl answered.
"Guess I can," Debbie laughed. "You're doing just about perfect, I'd say."
Now conversation lapsed into moans and squeals, as the ass-fuckers heaved toward the finish line of their lusty act. It was as though they were competing to see who could come first.
The most satisfying result, of course, would be a tie. It happened.
When Earl announced that his prick was ready to blow, Debbie asked him to hold back a few beats before he shot his wad. Somehow he did it, so that when his cock did erupt in her ass, Debbie was screeching with her own climax.
"Hell and damn!" Earl cried, the level of his voice rising to match Debbie's orgasmic cry. "Gonna flood your ass with my hot cum, Doll! Don't know where I'm getting it all!"
"Just keep it shooting as long as you can, stud," Debbie answered. "Swamp me."
Earl's cock was so far within Debbie's ass that its creamy discharge poured into her bowels and mixed with the churning shit there. The mixture in her lower gut put Debbie in mind of a volcano--she was boiling and bubbling inside.
"I'm on fire!" Debbie proclaimed with delight.
"Burning up inside! God, I wish it could last forever!"
Earl did too. But his cock and balls were only human. His balls ached as the last drops of cum were wrung from them, and his cock slackened after it had squirted its final missile of cum into the depths of Debbie's ass.
"Jesus, Doll, I've had it," Earl puffed. "You've worn me out."
But Debbie was not finished. She was an expert in prolonging climaxes, stretching them out long past the point where another woman might have relaxed.
A softening prick in her ass was of no use to Debbie in her orgasmic greed, so she pulled away from Earl, ending the butt-fuck. Flopping over onto her back, Debbie spread her legs and put her fingers to work. She probed her cunt as well as her asshole.
While Debbie fingerfucked her pussy and ass, the cum saturating the two orifices squished and leaked. Before long, spidery strands of jism trickled down her inner thighs.
Earl was just a spectator now. But his attention was undivided. Even though his cock was in a state of temporary exhaustion, Debbie could still turn him on mentally. Watching her get off by her own hand was almost as exciting for Earl as actually fucking.
Eventually Earl found himself with a fresh hard-on. He hadn't expected it, but that just doubled his excitement. Fondling his revived boner, Earl felt like a kid with a new toy that he couldn't wait to try out.
Earl cleared his throat, capturing Debbie's attention so he could display his restored hard-on.
"Ooooh, look at you," Debbie swooned, hungrily eyeing her lover's steely fucking tool. "Stick that big cock in me someplace, stud. Ass, cunt or mouth, I don't care. Just so long as you're balling me again."
Earl was more than eager. However, just as he was guiding his stiff prick to the crux of Debbie's spread thighs, he was distracted.
"What's that noise outside?" Earl warily hissed. "Sounds like a car in the driveway."
"It is," Debbie replied, clearly undisturbed. The interruption was something she seemed to have anticipated all along.
"Well, Christ . . . who is it?" Earl sputtered.
"My husband," Debbie matter-of-factly replied. "Thought we could squeeze in one last fuck before he came home, but I guess I miscalculated. Too bad, I was really looking forward to your cock inside me again, stud. You know how it is, though."
"Your husband?" Earl blurted with alarm, then self-consciously lowered his voice to a hoarse whisper. "What am I suppsed to do now?"
"If I were you, I'd find my pants and run as fast as I could," Debbie responded, still calm. "No reason to panic. Just get a move-on. Sorry it had to end this way, but you know how it is when you're married."
"Jeez, you're so goddamn cool," Earl told
Debbie as he snatched his pants and started stuffing his legs into them.
"I've had lots of experience," Debbie said. "Getting rattled doesn't help at all."
Outside a car door slammed. Then there were footsteps along the gravel driveway running by the side of the house.
Managing to get into his pants, Earl picked up his shoes and tucked them under his arm. There wasn't enough time to put them on as he moved barefoot toward the bedroom door.
"Which way out of the house?" he gulped at Debbie.
"Turn right and out the back--through the kitchen," she answered in a practiced tone. "Frank always comes through the front door. Get moving and he won't see you."
"Adios, Doll," Earl called over his shoulder, passing through the doorway. "It's been sweet."
Then he vanished. Debbie listened to his shoeless feet padding down the hall carpet, then slapping across the kitchen linoleum as he scurried for safety.
Debbie allowed herself a smile when she heard the back door creak ."whispering a fond farewell to Earl, the delivery man. When she got around to making an entry for him into her secret diary, she would have to put a star or two by his name.
The next door that opened and closed was the one at the front of the house. Debbie heard the familiar tread of her husband's footsteps scuffing across the living room rug, then stop. Springs wheezed as Frank sank into his easy chair, and the television set blurted on. The buzzing crowd noise and squawking whistles of a Saturday afternoon football game filled the air.
"Good old Frank," Debbie chuckled. "Always predictable. The perfect husband."
She got out of bed, and still naked, with Earl's cum leaking down her inner thighs from her cunt and ass, she casually drifted toward the bathroom. She would soak in the tub, she guessed.
Later, when she was cleaned up, she'd go see if Frank had enough beer and find out what he wanted for dinner. Debbie prided herself on being a considerate wife. Keeping Frank content was the least she could do. A happy husband was also an unsuspicious husband.
Keeping things in balance was Debbie's specialty. Married for almost five years, she had no thought of divorce despite her lust for other men's cocks. As a husband, Frank was just fine with her. Who else would support her so willingly and trust her so blindly. Marriage to Frank, as far as Debbie was concerned, was the ideal arrangement.
The way Debbie had it figured, the Earls in her life would come and go. But over the long run there would always be Frank, plopped in front of the TV set, following the course of the various sports seasons, as hooked on his games as Debbie was on her succession of lovers. The only difference was that Debbie knew all about her husband's passion, whereas Frank didn't suspect a thing about hers.
Sometimes Debbie thought it was too bad she couldn't level with Frank, so that she could get him to fully appreciate how well matched they were. Maybe someday she actually would. In the meantime, she drew her bath and soaked, playing with the gobs of cum that worked loose from her cunt and asshole and rose to the surface of the water.