Chapter 5
Now that Bonnie's sex life was so active, she needed new clothes. She took a bus downtown one morning and spent three hours picking out skirts and dresses and sheer black lingerie. She decided against a black shortie nightgown. Who would see her in it? Until now she had never stayed overnight with a man and Brad wouldn't appreciate it.
She left the store and stopped at a local coffee-shop for lunch. Then, loaded-down with packages, she went outside and hailed a taxi. One cab after the other passed her by and she began walking to the bus stop.
Suddenly a black Mercedes screeched to a halt at the curb. Bonnie peered inside. Brad's boss, Gordon Summerhill, leaned over and opened the passenger door. "Get in," he grinned.
Balancing her packages, she got into the car and he sped off.
"Been doing some shopping, pretty lady?" he said, his eyes sparkling as they had in the elevator that day in Floyd's apartment building.
She had forgotten about that encounter until now and she hoped he had forgotten it. She told him she had been shopping for a new wardrobe and appreciated the lift home.
"What's your hurry?" he chuckled, turning off in the opposite direction from her house. "Brad's out of town and you must be lonely. How about joining me for a drink?"
Gordon Summerhill was about forty and a playboy type. He was married, but it was no secret that he ran around. She decided it wouldn't hurt to stop for one drink. "Just one," she said, anxious to get home and try on her new clothes.
He gunned the motor and sped onto a ramp leading to a freeway. In a moment they were speeding along at sixty-five miles an hour and when Bonnie asked him where they were going he grinned again.
"Relax," he said. "Don't pretend with me.
She felt a shiver of fear engulf her body. "What do you mean, Mr. Summerhill?" She tried to sound offhand and casual.
"I mean don't pretend to be so innocent and pure," he snickered. "I saw you coming out of that guy's pad."
"I was visiting a sick friend," she pouted.
"I know all about your sick friend," he laughed. "His name is Floyd Cooper and he works for one of my companies. He fucks anything that moves whenever his wife's out of sight. And for God's sake, call me Gordon!"
He slid his hand onto her knee and rubbed lightly over her thigh. "Don't ever bullshit a bullshit artist," he said, his fingers moving up to her crotch and searching for her pussy-hole.
Hot lust coursed through her body as his fingers teased her cunt through the nylon of her crotch. She didn't answer. She decided that nothing she said would make any difference anyway. In any case his boldness turned her on.
She moved her thighs apart to give him more room. His fingers slid inside her crotch and touched her naked wet gash. She hunched down on the seat and felt his finger slide up inside her eager cunthole.
"You're my kind of girl, Bonnie," he hissed, finger-fucking her cunt as he expertly wove in and out of the traffic. "Move over here and play with my cock," he said.
She slid over on the seat and moved her hand over his crotch. His prick pressed against his fly and felt lovely and stiff against her fingers. He continued driving with one hand and used the other to plunge in and out of her juiced-up twat.
He moved his hand out of her cunt and told her to suck him off.
"Here in the car?" she gasped, terribly excited by the suggestion.
"Sure," he said. "Why not?"
She scooted down on the seat and unzipped his fly. "That's the way," he chuckled. "You learn quick."
She grinned and pulled his prick out of his shorts and out into the air. His fuckpole was only half hard, but it throbbed deliciously in her hand.
Her heart pounded with excitement. She was about to suck the prick of Brad's boss and she felt no guilt at all. Was she becoming such a slut that nothing bothered her anymore? She didn't care. Her blood raced as she lapped her tongue over the spongy purplish-red head of his prick.
He grunted and almost lost control of the car when she closed her moist red lips over his juicy knob. She easily took half of his still soft fuckpole into her mouth. She swirled her tongue over his throbbing knob and kept licking up the cock-cream brimming in his pissslit.
She lapped her tongue wetly down his cockshaft. She caressed his still soft balls and gobbled his rod into her mouth until his cock bush tickled her nose. She wanted to suck him off right here in the car. She wanted his jism shooting into her mouth and cascading down her throat.
The feel of his gradually stiffening cock filling her mouth turned her pussy into an inferno. She was down on the floor now, her mouth plastered over his prick. She sucked and licked his rigid cock with insatiable lust. His fuckpole had grown to its full size and it was big.
He kept his eyes straight ahead on the road while he pumped his meat into her ravenous mouth. She felt his balls. They were bloated and filled with spunk. She sucked harder, trying to force his fuck-cream out of his twitching knob.
She pulled her mouth off his rod and stared up at him from the floor of the car. "Give me your cream!" she hissed. "Come in my mouth!"
She had never been so bold in her life, but she wasn't thinking now. The fact that this man was her husband's boss meant nothing. All that mattered was his lovely hard fuckpole about to explode.
"Why won't you come in my mouth!" she wailed, when he snickered but didn't answer her.
He turned off the freeway and onto a side road. Then he gently pulled her back up on the seat beside him and smiled. "Because I want to save it for your sweet pussy," he said.
He closed his arms around her and ran his hands over her tits and ass and belly. He was breathing hard as he kissed her neck and ears and cleavage. His hands were up her skirt, rubbing her thighs and crotch and ass.
"Do you think I'm like some sixteen year old kid who can't control it?" he hissed. "Who shoots off after one stroke in the local drive-in?"
He accelerated the motor and sped off down the road.
"No," he said huskily, drawing her close to him. "I'm saving it for your cunt. Then maybe I'll give you a load for your mouth too."
Bonnie snuggled up against him. Her blood raced as she listened to his words. He sounded so self-assured and confident and strong. He was just the kind of man who turned her on.
His cock was still in her hand and she squeezed it gently. She didn't want him to shoot off now. Now she too wanted it for her pussy.
He pulled into a parking lot and took his prick out of her hand. He stuffed it into his fly and zipped his pants. She looked around and saw a large high-rise apartment building.
"I keep a place here," he said in answer to her unspoken question. "Let's go, baby."
Trembling with excitement, she followed him into the building. They were in his apartment in a few moments and he guided her directly into the bedroom.
They fell onto the bed and closed their arms around each other. Their lips fused and his tongue found her tongue. Bonnie felt every nerve-ending in her body throb and her cuntlips spasm.
Then he began undressing her. He crouched over her and unbuttoned her sweater. When it was open, he leaned over and buried his lips against her neck and tits and ears. He pulled the sweater off her shoulders and then unzipped her skirt.
She was down to only her bra and panties now, and he whispered wild obscenities in her ear. He told her in minute detail what he was going to do to her and her pussy creamed with every word.
The turned-on young wife moaned when he unhooked her bra and peeled it off her heavy ripe tits. He closed his fingers over her throbbing flesh. She watched his face as he stared at her jiggling boobs.
He grunted when he moved his mouth over one puckered dark pink nipple. She pulled his mouth firmly against her as he tongue-whipped the little spike.
Suddenly he pulled his mouth off her tit and tore her panties off her ass. She was completely naked now and her whole body quivered with excitement.
Then he was all over her again. His lips and hands were everywhere on her hot squirming vulnerable body. She wondered why he didn't strip, but she said nothing. His lips and fingers were turning her to jelly. He sucked both nipples in turn into her mouth. He ran the flat of his tongue over her belly and briefly into her cunt-bush. He rubbed her sensitive inner thighs and ran his tongue over the delicate skin.
He kept his mouth away from her cunt. He teased her by running his tongue near but not on her pussy. Then he slowly moved his tongue up her hairy slit from her asshole to her clit. Bonnie humped her ass and cried out with lust. Hot flames of passion erupted in her pussy.
She was a mindless mass of need and she sobbed with joy when his tongue finally slid inside her cunthole.
He gave her the sucking of her life. Not that she had had that much experience, but later she would remember it as the best cunt-swab she'd ever had. His sucking was feverish and passionate, but tender too. His tongue was everywhere. He licked her pulpy inner cuntlips and teased her swollen clit. It was all too much for the horny brunette and she came quickly. Intense convulsions gripped her body as the first hot orgasm erupted in her cunt. She whimpered and moaned, tossing her body from side to side on the bed.
Now he stripped. She watched as he tore his shirt off, exposing a nicely muscled chest. She stared with hot eyes as he slid his shorts off and his lovely thick fuckpole sprang up like a baseball bat.
He climbed into the bed and straddled her face. His prick was now directly over her mouth. Whimpering with lust, she opened her jaws and sucked his oozing cockhead inside her lips.
Heavy male-fragrance filled her nostrils. She stared up at his ass-crack and the wiry hair covering it. She sniffed in his pungent cock odor. Then he gradually lowered his body and she was able to suck in another inch of his cockshaft.
She hungrily closed her mouth over the blue-veined stalk. She swirled her tongue around his juiced-up knob. She gluttonously sucked and licked his fuck-meat. She felt him shudder as she lovingly caressed his dick with her lips and tongue and teeth.
He took control now. He clamped his hands over her head and fucked his poker in and out of her mouth. He increased the speed of his stroking slowly, giving her only half his fuckpole at first. Before long she felt his cockhead stab the back of her throat. Then he drew back and her lips engulfed his delicious knob. Again and again he crammed her mouth with his poker-stiff meat.
The horny young wife had never felt so fulfilled in her life. She had sucked Floyd Cooper's cock and Frankie Dawson's, but she had never before felt so womanly when she sucked a prick. As Gordon's dick plunged in and out of her throat, she had a strange feeling that she had been put on earth just to suck his cock.
She panted and gasped for breath as he continued pounding his fuck-pole in and out of her mouth. He grunted with every thrust of his strong muscular body. His lean hard ass pressed against her jiggling tits as he rammed his prong in and out of her sucking mouth. His hips gyrated and jerked with lust as he drove his crimson, glistening cockshaft down her throat.
Bonnie's pussy twitched with desire. She wanted him to shoot off in her mouth, but she wanted his cock in her cunt too. Her pussy ached with the need to be plugged with hot stiff cock. She was torn between the desire to have his jism squirt into her mouth and the desire to have his cock slam up her cuntchannel.
It wasn't long before she realized the choice was not hers. He fucked her mouth now like a battering ram. He gripped her head and violently thrust his fuckpole in and out of the ring of her lips. She could do nothing but accept the thrusting stalk of meat inside her mouth and down her throat.
She could barely breathe as he savagely stroked in and out of her gullet. She gasped for breath as she worked her tongue over his fuckpole. She wondered if anyone had ever choked to death sucking a cock. She wouldn't mind. She decided it wouldn't be a bad way to go.
Pungent-tasting fuck-slime oozed out of his cockhead and into her mouth. Just when she thought he was about to blast off, he pulled his prick out of her mouth and moved down her body.
"I told you I was saving it for your pussy!" he hissed, his hands caressing her squirming flesh.
He was no longer gentle and tender. He squeezed and pinched and rubbed her sensitive boobs. He gluttonously sucked her titflesh and bit down hard on her throbbing nipples.
He lapped his tongue up and down her juice-drenched cunt-slit. He plunged his tongue up her cunthole and sucked up her thick juices. He pushed her knees back to her tits and exposed her asshole. He ran the flat of his tongue up and down her asscrack and teased her shitter.
Finally he moved her ass back down to the bed and buried his face in her cunt-mound. He sucked in great mouthfuls of hairy cunt-meat. She felt his teeth tangle in her oily cunt-bush. He tongue-whipped her clit until Bonnie spasmed in an orgasm that made her toes tingle.
When her orgasm tapered off, she begged him to fuck her. "Fuck me!" she wailed. "Oh, God, please! I need it so badly!"
"That's what I like to hear!" he growled. "I like to hear you beg! Come on, bitch! Beg some more!"
"Fuck me! Please, fuck me! Oh, God, please!"
"Do you think you deserve it, whore?" he roared, his fingers cruelly twisting her tits. "Yes!" she shrieked.
"You're a cheating bitch!" he growled. "Admit it! Admit you're a cheating bitch!"
"Yes, I'm a cheating bitch!" she sobbed. "I'm a cheating bitch! I'm a cheating bitch!"
"That's better." He sounded calm and cool now and Bonnie whimpered as he mashed his cockhead around the pulpy folds of her pussy tissue.
"PLEASE FUCK ME!" she shrieked, her hips squirming and twisting and her ass rocking.
She tried to capture his cockhead inside her cunthole, but he was too quick for her. He stared down at her coldly, silently probing her pussy with his prong.
She tried to close her arms around his body, but he pushed her away. She panted and gasped and begged again, but he told her to shut up.
"No more begging, whore!" he hissed. "Shut up!"
When the turned-on housewife could no longer stand it, when she thought she would lose her mind with desire, he gripped her hips and guided his stiff dick inside her hot cunt.
The brunette almost exploded with joy. Tiny animal-like grunts escaped her throat as he drove the entire length of his prick inside her cunt-hole. He hammered her with his dick. He pounded her ruthlessly, and she welcomed each violent thrust inside her cunt-channel.
She thrashed her legs and sobbed. She quivered with passion each time his thick stalk rubbed her clit. She wailed with lust as his cock ripped through her pussy thicket.
They came together. She exploded in a glorious orgasm when she felt his jism pour into her cunt. His body shivered and shook and pounded her with renewed fury when his spunk flooded her pussy. She dissolved again and again into a hot frenzy of passion as her body erupted in a series of orgasms that left her breathless.
When it was over, they lay together in a tender embrace. He was once again tender and loving. Bonnie remembered how he'd been when he'd made her beg him to fuck her. She remembered the terrible things he had said and the names he had called her. She pressed her face against his shoulder. His cock was still inside her cunt and she felt it stir. It didn't matter that he had called her names. It had only added to the fucking.
Now he kissed her and began humping his ass. Bonnie mewled when she felt his cock slide in and out of her fuck-tube. In a few minutes it was hard again and he was fucking her all over again.
His fuckpole pounded her pussy and her body responded completely. She stopped thinking and gave herself to this strange man with the relentless cock.