Chapter 5
Meantime, Myrna was having a marvelous time with Ray.
"Oh Ray," she smiled, "you're such a great looking guy. It's a shame that you're married."
"But I have a lovely wife," he told her.
"Yes," she said, "Sandy must be a nymphomaniac. What's it like to be married to a nympho?"
"What do you mean?" he smiled.
"Everybody knows that," she said quietly.
"Do you really think she's a nympho?" he demanded.
"Of course she is," she said. "It's perfectly obvious. Haven't you observed how she can't get enough men?"
"Yes, that's true," he said.
"Of course it's true," she said. "But if you enjoy watching your wife play around with all sorts of men, I guess that's the way it has to be."
"No that's not the way it has to be," he told her. "I could get a divorce any time I want to."
"I don't believe it," she said.
"Yes," he said, "it's true."
As they talked together, he realized that Myrna was really quite a marvelous woman.
"What kind of man are you honey?" she smiled. "Do you prefer the bosoms or the buttocks?"
"What kind of question is that?" he asked.
"Well I found," Myrna smiled, "that my various customers prefer one part of the body or anoth r."
"Wall that's very interesting," he said.
"Yes dear," she said. "What do you think of these for knockers?"
Myrna slid off her brassiere and revealed her bosoms to him.
"They're gorgeous," he said. "What nice big nipples."
"Good to lick," she said.
"Yes, I can hardly wait to get my mouth on them," Ray said.
Ray went over to her and let his mouth bear down on her bosoms.
"Feels good honey," she said. "Yes, I like it. Nibble, but do it lightly. Alright?"
She reached out to guide Ray's head as he licked her nipples.
"Oh keep that up," she told him. "That's beautiful. Yes baby, that's it."
The pleas.ure mounted every moment now, as she did her thing.
"Oh baby, that's a delicious trip, isn't it?" she said.
She was having a ball keeping him stimulated and excited.
"Oh yes," she told him. "That's beautiful. Yes, that's the way to do it. Yes baby."
Every moment he was getting more and more excited and stimulated.
"Sweetheart," she asked him, "you really are wonderful. You really know how to make love, don't you?"
"Yes I do," Ray told Myrna.
She drew the bath tub for him and when they were both naked they got in the bath tub. As they started sloshing around in the water, she reached for his penis and felt of his balls.
"Oh that's real good," he said. "I love it when you play with me.
They were enjoying themselves immensely now, and he could hardly wait for the moment when he would get to plug his penis into her hole.
"Now honey," she said, "I'll just ride your thing."
She wasn't kidding. A moment later she slid herself down over his rock hard cock.
"Oh that's great," he told her.
As they sloshed around in the water, she got a big charge out of it.
"Oh this feels super," she told him. "Yes, I love that."
The pleasure was building every minute.
"Keep it up honey," he told her. "Yes baby, that's the way to do it."
The pleasure was building as he stabbed away.
"You know honey, the thing is slipping out," he told her.
"Weil I know it is a little difficult, bath tub fucking," she laughed.
"You can say that again," he told her.
There was no doubt in his mind that this was a wild way to make it. Also, he figured it was something different.
While his penis stabbed her mound, his hands played with her slippery breasts, "Oh sweetheart," she said, "that feels so good."
"Maybe I'll shoot it off now," he said excitedly.
"Slow down sweetheart," she told him. "I want to lick it off."
"If you say so," he said.
She pulled off him and got out of the tub. She grabbed a towel and began drying herself off.
"We're going to have a ball," he told her.
"Yes lover, we are," she exclaimed excitedly.
It wasn't going to take her much longer now, and she was excited at the prospect of getting together with him.
"Now honey," he told her, "what do you want?"
"I want to go down on you," she said. "Throw your legs over my shoulders."
When they were together on the bed, he gladly threw his legs over her shoulders. Then she began licking his inner thighs. At the same time she gripped his penis and began pumping it.
"Oh that feels fantastic," he told her. "Yes baby, I love the way that feels."
The pleasure was building every minute.
"Keep doing it honey," he told her. "Yes. That's what I like. Keep playing with it."
As she pulled on his penis, she caught sight of his balls bouncing. She loved the sight of them.
"Sweetheart," he smiled, "wrap your mouth around it. If you wait much longer I'll shoot."
She slid her mouth over his cock.
"Oh yes honey," he sighed, "that's what I like. Do me, baby."
The rock hard cock stabbed into her mouth quickly. Her lips clasped it and she began playing with the balls.
"Keep it up honey," he told her. "Yes, that's what I like, keep doing it."
Every moment was bringing him more pleasure.
"Eat my meat," he told her. "That's the way to do it honey, eat it."
She was enjoying every second of the action.
"Go faster baby, he told her. "Yes, now you're doing it. Oh, baby, my ass loves it."
She played with his asscheeks then she gave him some action he was enjoying even more. She began slipping a finger up his asshole.
"That's the way to do it," he panted, "yes baby, now you're doing it. I love that."
Reaching down, he guided her head over his cock. At the same time, his ass pumped back and forth on her finger.
"Oh sweetheart," he told her, "this is wild. You're got me on cloud nine. Eat the cock. Yes baby, eat the cock. That's what I want. Eat my cock!"
The wild action was building to a super climax.
"Yes," he told her, "eat the cock baby. That's it. Oh lover, gobble the cock."
Suddenly the hot sperm erupted in her mouth. She gulped the white volcano as it shot forth.
"Get it all honey," he begged, "that's what I want. Oh yes baby, eat it. Eat my cock!"
She didn't slip her mouth off his penis until she had drained it.
"Time to stop now, baby," he told her. "You're getting so much out of it, it is tickling."
"This is sensational," she exclaimed. "You're a wild man. You've got so much juice in that, baby."
"I liked your finger in my asshole," he told her. "It felt fantastic."
"Now let me wrap my legs around you darling," she smiled. "I'd enjoy that."
Indeed she did enjoy it. Her legs were thrust around his face, and then he went to town.
"Oh baby," she exclaimed excitedly. "This is super. Keep it up."
The pleasure was building now every second. He grabbed her asscheeks and buried his face in her mound. Suddenly he plunged his tongue into her vagina. He eagerly licked the walls of her moist mound.
"Oh honey," she begged him. "That's what I like. Lick, lick it baby, lick."
He continued doing it until she could hardly stand it.
"Yes baby," he told her, "that's beautiful.
Come on honey, keep it going."
The pleasure was building every minute. She could hardly stand it now.
"That's the way I like it," she told him. "Yes honey, keep it going."
Faster and faster he let his tongue sweep inside her. He almost had his nose inside, he was going in so far.
"Come on honey," she told him, "that's what I want. Yes baby, real sticky."
Farther and faster he thrust.
"Keep it up honey," she begged. "Thaf s what I want. Yes. Give it to me."
The pleasure that he felt at this point was only matched by her delight at being done. Reaching out, she held him over her there.
"Eat it," she begged him, "eat it baby. Yes, eat it baby, eat it."
The sensational enjoyment that she derived from having a man go down on her was displayed by the way her hands gripped his head.
"Hang in there honey," she told him. "That's what I want. Yes baby, now you're doing it. Love it. Lash it. Faster. That's the way to do it."
The sensational pleasure that he was enjoying at this point, continued.
"Eat pussy," she panted, "eat the pussy. Now you're doing it. Eat it. That's the way to do it. Love it, baby, love it."
Harder and hotter and faster the action continued.
"Oh sweetheart," she gasped excitedly, "that's what I wanted. Oh yes, honey. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes baby, yes baby, that's the way. All the way!"
The super excitement was building.
"Oh baby," she gasped excitedly, "this is too much. Keep it going."
The sensational moment was arriving now.
"I'm juiciitg," she exclaimed. "Eat my juicy pussy, baby."
Sure enough, she was juicing.
"Oh," she moaned in delight, "lick me, love me."
It didn't take her long now to finish.
"Oh, ah, yes baby, yes. Oh baby, lick my pussy!" she gasped.
Her legs clamped tightly around him, as the thrills whipped up and down her spine. When he was finished, he pulled off.
"How was it, baby?" he asked. "How would you rate me with the other pussy eaters who have had your gorgeous mound?"
"Oh you're right at the top," she said. "I really loved that."
As she lay there a moment or two, she asked him about marriage.
"I think you're being absurd to continue your marriage," she told him.
"Why do you say that?" he asked.
"I have a very good reason," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
"Well I'll tell you," she explained. "You see, you have the idea that whatever you want to do is your business. Your wife has the same idea. Apparently you don't care that much about each other that you get uptight when you play. There's no reason why you should stick together. You would do the wise thing to divorce her."
"Do you really think so?" he asked.
"Of course I think so," she said. "It's the only sensible thing to do."
"You might be right," he said quietly.
"I know I'm right," she told him.
As he thought about his relationshipwith his wife, he wondered if he was doing the sensible thing. He could have many women if he got rid of her.
"Well how do you propose for me to get rid of her?" he smiled.
"There are many ways," she laughed. "Arsenic comes to my mind first."
"You don't care for her, do you?" he asked her seriously.
"No," she said. "As a matter of fact, I don't. She reminds me of a cheap slut who doesn't know she's a cheap slut."
"How do you mean?" he asked her.
"Simply this," she said, "she pretends to be a housewife. She's a harlot at heart."
"How could you tell?" he laughed.
"Very easily," she said softly.
"No," he insisted, "explain yourself. I don't quite understand."
"I'll draw a picture for you," she said. "That woman is concerned with one thing. Her own sexual satisfaction. She will pull one playmate into her web after another. And you are being one big fool to think that she cares for you. As long as she cares so little for you, if you had an ounce of sense in your head, you'd divorce her. Then you'd be free to play around and have all of the fun that you wanted to have."
"You might have a point there," he said.
"I know I do," she said.
"What do you do for a living?" he asked her.
"Oh, many things," she said. "I'm an artists' model, for one thing."
"Well you do have a great shape," he smiled.
"Yes, I do," she said.
"And dear," he said, "you could really enjoy life if you were able to get what you deserve. Some good fucking action."
"You're right," she agreed. "I would have a lot fun and I could have fucks the way I want."
"You've got a beautiful body," he said, "and I imagine men enjoy painting you and drawing you."
"Yes they do," she said. "They also enjoy fucking me, to be blunt. Half of the models give in to the men. Of course nothing is for free. We charge."
"I figured as much," he smiled.
"There's nothing wrong with charging," she said.
"No I guess there isn't, now that you mention it," he said. "The line between marriage and a whore relationship is really not so far apart."
"Truer words were never spoken," she smiled. "When I think of the lucky chicks who are mistresses. They have those nice mink coats, those swanky apartments, and all they have to do is be available. Of course I'll say it isn't easy. The guys like them to lick their asshole, lick their balls, and eat their stuff. Those girls almost vomit doing this sort of thing."
"Well I would imagine they would," he said.
"It's really awful when you think about it," she said tartly, "It sure is," he said quietly.
As he thought about her, he wondered if she Was suggesting that she take his wife's place as his mistress.
"Did you ever go for that mistress-master relationship?" he smiled.
"Never," she said. "I prize my freedom too much. Of course I recognize that I'm losing some- thing economically. But what difference does that make?"
"You've got a good point," he said.
"I know of so many women," she said, "who are so materialistic that all they think of is the money that they will make from a relationship. I'm not like that. I like passionate pleasure. And I put my enjoyment of pleasure above everything else."
"Is that why you responded so quick tonight when you got the phone call?"
"Yes," she admitted. "That's why. I wanted some fun. You don't blame me, do you?"
"Of course I don't blame you," he said quietly.
As he looked at her, he couldn't help smiling.
"You know," he said, "you're a remarkable woman."
"No I'm not so remarkable," she said. "It's just that I look at life this way. There are two courses of action, pleasure and pain. And I prefer pleasure. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course I don't mind," he said.
As she looked at him she said, "You know there is another thing I'd love to do with you."
"What's that?" he asked her.
"I'd love to sit on your cock and then grind my hips around. It's a pretty good fuck."
"It sounds like a lot of fun," he said.
"All you have to do darling is lie back on the bed and let me have my fun," she smiled.
He lay back on the bed and she gripped his huge shaft.
"I'll give it a quick lick," she said, "and then you can stick it in me."
She licked up and down the length of the shaft and then she jiggled the balls.
"How about licking the balls too baby?" he smiled at her.
She got down there and began nibbling at his nuts. He loved the sensation of her tongue licking all around there.
"Oh that feels great," he said, as he observed her licking his ass crack and his balls.
Opening her mouth, he pushed his balls into her mouth.
"Oh that's groovy," he gasped excitedly. "Lick those balte, baby. That's the way I like it. Oh yes honey, keep that up."
She continued giving him the action he wanted. Every moment he was getting more and more excited.
"Don't stop now, lover," he begged. "Keep that up. Oh yes, baby. Keep that up." The pleasure was building and building. He was really enjoying this action.
"Oh sweetheart," he panted, "you are beautiful. Why don't you stab your finger up my asshole too?"
The finger slid up his anus smoothly. Then she grabbed his penis and worked her mouth vigorously over the head of it.
"Oh these are good warming up exercises," he told her. "I can hardly wait to stab it in your pussy."
When she had gotten it nice and slick, she slid smoothly off him.
"Now baby doll," he told her, "slip your pussy down over it."
It didn't take her long to do this. As she straddled him, she gripped his shaft and slipped smoothly over it.
"Squeeze it," he told her. "Yes baby, squeeze that cock."
She squeezed it with her vagina muscles, and once she had a good grip on it, she started grinding her ass all about.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck baby, fuck."
The pleasure was building every moment now. He loved it, and so did she.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh yes, baby, that's it. Keep it going."
As she slipped up and down on his penis, he reached Up to massage her breasts.
"Oh that feels groovy," she gasped excitedly.
"Yes baby, keep that action going."
He loved the feeling of her breasts as her nipples became erect. His fingertips would pinch them.
"Fuck baby," he told her excitedly, "yes, all the way. Fuck baby, fuck."
Faster and faster he pumped it into her. She was enjoying herself immensely now.
"That's how I want it," he told her. "Yes baby, all the way. Come on baby. Fuck, baby, fuck, fuck, baby, fuck, fuck!"
As he accelerated the tempo of his cockstab-bing action, she twisted her hips this way and that.
"Oh come on, baby," he said, "that's how to do it. Yes baby, fuck it. Fuck!"
The wild thrusting motions accelerated.
"Give it to me," he gasped. "Give me a good tight fuck."
Her vagina was indeed tight and this pleased him no end.
"Oh wow!" he gasped excitedly. "You're too much baby. You're really turned on."
Harder and faster they pumped together. As they synchronized the pace of their movements, their pleasure increased.
"Oh baby," he panted, "you're beautiful. Now you're doing it to me. Come on baby, fuck it."
The action was producing electrical waves of pleasure in his body.
"That's the way I like it," he told her, "oh yes. Keep doing it honey. Now you're fucking. All the way."
It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he knew it.
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "keep that ass in motion. That's it. Twist your tail."
She continued grinding her hips around. And as she ground around, he became more and more stimulated.
"Oh baby," he told her, "that's beautiful. Fuck it. Fuck baby, fuck, fuck."
The pleasure was building now as cascading emotions built in them both. It wasn't going to be much longer now, and they both knew it. Their bodies were sweating, and they were panting with pleasure.
"Ah, I'm there," he exclaimed ecstatically. "I'm there. I made it. Oh baby, I'm juicing!"
The juice exploded in her mound. She twisted her hips around, as it shot.
"Oh, beautiful," he moaned in delight, "beautiful, baby."
He gripped her hips tightly and held on.
"Keep fucking," he panted, "let's finish it."
She continued twisting and grabbing his cock.
"Milk my cock," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Milk it. Oh yes baby, keep doing it."
She continued twisting around for him, and he was more stimulated and excited every second.
"Oh yes," he gasped excitedly, "that's the way I like it. Oh honey, you're doing it just like I like it. Fuck baby, fuck."
More juice spurted from his cock shaft.
"You're turnjed on, sweetheart," she said to him. "I guess little old Myrna's ass got you excited."
When he had finished giving her what she needed, slie slid off him smoothly. Some of the ' sticky cum splashed all over his stomach.
"I guess I shot gallons," he smiled.
"You sure did baby," she said. "But you needed milking. I don't think that you have the right woman."
Myrna was putting her digs in at Sandy. She could never forget the jealousy that flashed in Sandy's eyes as she glided in the room.
"You don't care for my wife, do you?" he told her.
"No I can't say I do," she laughed. "Should IV "Well I guess you've got a good reason not to care much for her," he admitted.
"That's right," she said. "Your wife has not been very loyal to you, and I think you are beginning to wise up."
"I guess I am," he admitted. "You know it's funny," she smiled, "how long it takes for a person to understand another person. When you married your wife, you probably never guessed that she was a nymphomaniac."
"No, I never thought of her as that," he admitted.
"Well she was along," she said. "She probably belongs in a whorehouse. She'd be happier there."
"Do you really think so?" he asked her.
"I certainly do," she said. "I remember some of those nice little houses out in Nevada. I started working at one but I couldn't stand the madame."
"What was it about her that you couldn't stand?" he asked.
"For one thing, she ruled with an iron hand.
For a second thing, I think she was a lesbian." "Why do you say that?" he asked her, "I'll tell you why," she said. "When I went into the bathroom, I saw all sizes of dildoes hanging there. The moment I came out I asked her what they were there for. She said they were there for laughs. But I doubt it."
"You're a very suspicious girl, aren't you?" he laughed.
"I've learned to be suspicious of everything," she said. "And I've seldom been proved wrong."
"In a way I feel sorry for you," he said.
"Why should you?" she said. "I'm perfectly happy. I make a good living modeling, and a little sex on the side."
"Wouldn't you be happier if you had a home and you were married ?" he laughed.
"Would I?" she asked him soberly. "No. In a situation like this where all you do is step out on each other. With all this cheating going on, I feel better being fair about it. I just don't care to be tied down. And I'm glad that I'm free."
"Well you've got a point there," he admitted.
"Of course I have a point there," she said. "And a very good point too."
It was perfectly obvious to her that he was beginning to think seriously about getting rid of his wife.
"Now how do you suggest that I tell my wife that a trial separation might be the order of the day?" he asked her.
"Good!" she smiled. "I was hoping you would ask me something like that. I have a marvelous lawyer friend, Dave Wheelock."
"Give me his name. Let me talk to him." "Good," she said. "You will never be sorry." "I wonder though, about a lot of things," she said sadly. "I wonder if you are prepared to live alone. Many times when a man doesn't have a good piece of ass at home in bed waiting for him, he gets nervous."
"You don't have to worry about me," he told her, "I get sick and tired of having her there forcing me to do things when I don't want to do them."
"Oh you're like most men," she laughed coyly. "You want fucks when you want them and when you don't want them, you just don't want them."
"That's right," he said.
"Baby doll," he smiled. "Let me tell you something. You really are a life saver to me. I'm so glad that Burt did call you. It was wonderful."
"It's nice to be appreciated," she said.
All the time they were talking, she was contemplating another sex act.
"What are you thinking of?" he asked her.
"Oh I was thinking a lot of things," she smiled. "For one thing, I was thinking of ways for us to have some more sex."
"Beautiful," he smiled. "That might be fun."
The excitement came to her mind as she looked at him.
"What do you want to do?" she smiled .
"I have an idea," he told her. "Something that will be lots of fun. What do you say that you get down on the floor and I ride your ass?"
"Ass fucking is out. I've got my scruples."
"Well it's nice to know that you stop at something," he said.
"Why yes," she said, "what kind of a woman do you think I am?"
"I was just trying to find out," he laughed.
The more they talked, the more excited they became.
"Now how do you do that?" she asked him.
"Well I want you to get down on all fours," he told her, "and I'll get up on top and pretend you're a fucking animal. I'll whip it across your ass and tell you to run around the room."
"Groovy," she smiled. "That should be a lot cf fuck."
"It didn't take very long for her to obey his command. She had long learned how important it was to make a man happy by doing what he told her.
She got down on the floor and began crawling around. A moment or two later the belt was lashed over her ass.
"Oh wow!" he panted. "This is too much." As the sting of the belt ignited the fires within her loins, she begged him for more action. "Come on baby," he told her. "let's have some fun."
It didn't take long now. He was eager for action and so was she.
"That's it sweetheart," he told her, "let's get cracking."
He got down on the floor and mounted her from behind.
"Swing your ass in gear sweetheart," he smiled, as he grasped her asscheeks.
"Stab it in my pussy," she invited him. "You don't have to worry about a thing," he told her.
The rock hard cock suddenly stabbed in there. "Oh yes baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Fuck it, fuck baby, fuck."
The pleasure was building every minute. "Keep it up honey," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Oh yes honey. Do me. Keep going." Harder and faster and hotter he rammed it in there. Every moment was more exciting and stimulating.
"Oh baby," he gasped excitedly, "that's what I want. Fuck, fuck baby, fuck."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. The rock hard cock was stabbing with incredible speed.
"Give it to me," he begged, "that's what I want. Twist the tail. Fuck."
The pleasure was mounting every moment now.
"Oh turn it, twist it, fuck!"
Faster and faster the action built.
"Yes baby," she told him, "that's how I like it. Keep fucking."
He was stabbing it in there at a furious pitch. He was building to a tremendous climax. She bent way over so only her upraised ass was visible. He loved the sight of her bare buttocks at this angle. He began massaging her asscheeks and continued stabbing.
"Oh wow!" he panted. "That's beautiful. Keep fucking. Keep fucking."
With hard thrusts, he jabbed it into her.
"Oh, ah, yes baby, yes. That's the way. All the way, lover."
It wasn't going to take much longer now. The pleasure was mounting every second.
"Give it to me," he begged her. "Give me some fuck. Oh baby, that's what I need. Keep fucking."
The action was continuing now. Every moment was becoming more electrifying, more exciting.
"Oh, sweetheart," he panted, "twist your tail. Now you're doing it. Oh, oh yes, that's how I like it. Twist your sweet ass."
She ground her hips around and he became more and more stimulated.
"Oh, like that" he begged her. "Yes baby, now you're doing it. Oh, all the way honey."
She ground her hips around, and continued at this tempo. She was no more than something to receive his stabbing tool. Now he was lost in his lust. "Fuck it," she begged. "Fuck. Give it to me. I want it. Every inch of it."
Stabbing it in as hard as he could, he excited her no end.
"Oh baby," she panted, "that's what I wanted. Just like that honey. Now you're fucking. All the way. Get it in there baby."
The super sensations that he was enjoying now, continued.
"Wild," he panted, "yes baby. Now you're giving it to me. You know how I want it. Fuck baby, fuck."
Suddenly his cock exploded. She ground her ass around as he stabbed in there to get some more juice unloaded.
"Milk my cock," he demanded, "twist your tail, baby, milk some more juice out."
His balls bounced against her behind as he fucked her pussy from this angle.
"Oh sweetheart," he told her, "that is beautiful. Now you're fucking. Come on honey, fuck it."
She kept her tail twisting. And every moment he was more stimulated, more excited.
"Yes baby," he cried enthusiastically, "now you're giving me what I want."
The pleasure that they had enjoyed together, had mounted to their fantastic climax.
"Oh baby," he panted, "you are a real good screw."
She was proud of herself as he slid his slippery penis out of her.
"I enjoyed that and I'm glad you enjoyed it, too, darling," she smiled.
"You bet your asshole I did," he said.
"Baby," she said, "am I a better fuck than your wife?"
"You bet you are baby," he said. "I'm only sorry I ever married her. I wish I was still single. You. know there's a lot to be said for being a bachelor."
"I know there is," she said. "That's why I'm a bachelor girl."
"You make good sense baby," he told her. "I just wish I had met you before I got married."
"Were you looking for your perpetual playmate?" she grinned.
As he slapped her ass, he told her quietly, "You bet I was."
She lay over on the floor and looked up at him.
"Now honey," she said, "maybe you can tell your wife after this little swap session that you've decided to call it quits. I think it would be the sensible thing to do."
"Why not?" he laughed. "I'm sick and tired of screwing her pussy anyway."
"Oh I knew you were," she said. "That's why
I reminded you."