Chapter 9
Young Manuel was delighted when she agreed to suck on his balls.
"No chick ever ate my nuts," he smiled shyly as he watched her open her mouth and slip his balls inside.
At the same time she stroked on his penis.
"Just keep that up," he urged, "just like you're doing it. Oh, yes. I love that, baby, that's the kind of action I really love."
Her hand stroked slowly while her tongue lightly licked along his bulging testicles.
"How about my ass?" he finally demanded. "You said you'd suck me there."
Slipping her mouth off his balls she went down with her tongue around his anal channel.
"Suck my ass out," he begged.
Her tongue flipped this way and that around his ass cheeks. Suddenly she stiffened her tongue and stabbed it right up his rectum.
"Oh, beautiful," he panted, "slide it all the way up my ass. Now you're loving me. Keep it up."
The vigorous tongue plunged up his ass had him shaking with delight.
"Suck on it," he begged, "suck my ass-hole. Now you're doing it. Just like that, baby. Ohhh, what a feeling."
He really enjoyed doing this. For he had always wondered what it would be like to have somebody sucking on his ass. He had heard people talking about it and he wondered if anyone ever did it. Now he was discovering it was not only done but it was a delightful sensation as well.
"Slide your tongue farther up my ass-hole," he begged her. "Way up there. That's it. like that. Oh, sweetheart, suck my ass. Suck it good."
Hungrily she ate out his ass. At the same time she pulled on his penis.
"Lick my dick," he told her. "Come on, ass sucker, lick my cock."
Swiftly slipping from his ass she went up to his cock head. She sucked on his huge shaft hungrily, devouring his penis.
"Eat it," he begged her, "oh, sweetheart, suck the juice out. Suck that big sticky dick. That's what I want now, suck my cock."
Her head bobbed up and down on Manuel's penis as he pumped it to her. He loved letting the head of his shaft caress the back of her throat.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he held her pinned over his cock, "that feels fantastic. Keep it up, lover. Now you're doing it. Just the way I like it."
The passionate pleasure that he was deriving from having sex with her persisted.
"Oh, sweetheart," he panted, "suck that big cock. Suck it off."
He couldn't hold back. With a hard jab he rammed it down her throat. The hot cream erupted.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed ecstatically, "oh, baby, I'm there."
The steaming cream flooded her throat. She gulped hungrily.
"Swallow my seed," Manuel begged. "Oh, I need you to love me like that. Now you're doing it, lover. Oh, sweetheart, suck the cream out of my dick."
When she had finished swallowing the young boy's thick, juicy cum, she realized how superb young seed was. Her husband's juice never was this thick.
"Oh, baby, he panted, "I've got to come back for seconds. You sure know how to excite a guy."
"I can do all kinds of things, tiger," she told him. 'That is, if you'll give me the chance."
"Sure, and I'll bring some friends over," he told her. "I know one guy at the car wash who would go ape if he could have his ass sucked. He's always talking about finding some chick who will do him that way."
She laughed as she looked at him.
"Sweetheart," she told him, "any time. You just bring him around and I'll take care of him.
He was looking at her lovingly. He patted her head.
She realized the time was getting late and before her husband came home she'd better get rid of Manuel. She didn't like that phone call. It was making her very nervous.
Manuel picked up on her nervousness.
"Are you afraid your old man's gonna catch us?"
"How did you figure that out?" she asked, thinking it was mysterious that he should question her this way.
"It wasn't difficult," he laughed. "You've been acting as though something was bothering you."
"Nothing is bothering me," she pretended.
He didn't say anything more, but he knew something was disturbing her.
"Maybe I'd better phone you in the future before I come over," he suggested.
"What if my husband answers the phone?" she asked.
"That would be difficult," he admitted. "I will just say I got the wrong number."
"You would have the wrong number if you ever tangled with Len," she laughed. "He is a son-of-a-gun."
"Better run now," Manuel told her as he slid into his clothes and quickly got dressed.
When he was gone Jan hustled to get dressed and fix the food. She didn't want Len to become more suspicious than he obviously was.
As she served dinner that evening, Len looked at her questioningly.
"I don't know what it is," he confessed, "but something has got me uptight about you. I just have the feeling you're not telling me everything."
"Darling, I couldn't be more faithful," she lied quickly. "I adore you. I was thinking what fun we could have if we tried a little sex game tonight."
Len's face brightened.
"Maybe I'm all wet," he told her. "Maybe you have been the loyal wife. Forgive me if I've been a jealous mean old husband."
"I forgive you, darling," she assured him quickly.
By the time they went to bed that evening they were both eager to have another sexual adventure.
"Baby doll," she smiled as he undressed, "you enjoyed fucking my ass so much I figured I would give you an ass fuck with my dildo while I gave you a cock suck at the same time."
"You couldn't do that," Len shook his head. "You just couldn't make it."
"You'd be surprised what I can do," she told him emphatically. "If I slip it up at just the right angle I can give you an ass fuck you will never forget."
She convinced him. They both undressed and she strapped on her dildo. Len was eager to discover exactly how she planned to do it.
"Now, baby doll," she outlined, "you lie on your back. I'll apply plenty of KY so I can slip this dildo up your ass easy."
"You never could get that big plastic cock up my ass easy," he reminded her, "but nevertheless, try it. Maybe I can get my cock long enough so I can stick it in your mouth while you are fucking my ass."
Len realized it was going to require some sexual acrobatics to get into the position his wife had suggested. Nevertheless, he had some of his own ideas about how he could involve her sexually if they were successful in this first act.
He loved seeing her kneeling before him as she slowly started inserting the slippery plastic cock up his rectum.
"Shove it up my ass-hole," he commanded, "and do it good, baby. That's it. Slow and easy."
Carefully Jan pushed forward on the dildo. She could see it had trouble slipping up his tight anal channel. Nevertheless, when she shoved it forward it rode up his ass-hole smoothly.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged her passionately, "that's how you do it. Fuck it. Faster. Fuck, baby, fuck."
To his surprise he was enjoying it. He was discovering what it was like when his wife got her ass fucked.
"There is a measure of pleasure in getting your ass fucked, isn't there?" he asked in alarm.
"Of course there is, darling," she told him. "now let's get that cock of yours in line with my mouth, baby."
Bending over, Len began pumping on his own penis. He wanted to get it long enough so he could stick it into her mouth so she could suck it.
"Farther, baby," she told him as he bent over, "just a little farther."
Now she was within a tongue lash of his cock head. Her tongue struck out. His cock quivered.
"Wild," he smiled as he watched his wife slipping her mouth over the top of his shaft. That was all he could get in. Just the head of it. That was enough.
"Suck away," he panted, "Oh, sweetheart, suck my big juicy dick. That's beautiful. Now you're doing it. Suck it, sweetheart."
He thrilled to her passionate response.
"Lick it, baby," he begged anxiously. "Lick that sticky dick. Oh, sweetheart, suck on the head."
Focusing her action on the head of his shaft and still maintaining a good rhythm with the dildo riding up his ass-hole, she brought him around.
"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled, "suck my dick. That's it. Suck it off."
The hot cream flashed into her mouth as he got his rocks off.
"Eat every drop of it," he commanded. "Lick it. Oh, lick my sticky sweet juicy cock."
When she had finished swallowing her husband's seed she slowly eased the dildo out of his behind. Now she had her own idea about getting stimulated sexually.
When she pulled the dildo from his ass-hole she went to the bathroom and started washing it off.
"This is a very practical purchase," she called back to Len, "now you can use it. You can stick your prick in my pussy and the dildo up my ass."
Len laughed.
"You're too much," he laughed. "Talk about a bargain. You buy a dildo so you can jab it up my ass-hole and yours as well."
"Why not?" she smiled as she came back, wiping off the dildo with a thick Turkish towel.
Len was delighted that his wife was so completely uninhibited.
It did seem a bit strange for him to be strapping on a dildo.
"I don't know whether I should do this or not," he confessed as he finished strapping it.
"You look nice with two cocks instead of one," she smiled.
"I'm proud of my penis," he admitted, "but I don't know whether I should be proud of having this plastic cock or not."
"Certainly you should," she explained, "because I can get double the pleasure now."
He straddled her and she applied the KY to the penis.
"Now slide it up my ass easy," she begged. "Just like I did with you. I don't want you to hurt me."
Len guided his pulsating rigid cock up her pussy. At the same time he eased the plastic dildo up her behind. The KY jelly let it slide in smoothly. It was exciting to see her react to two cocks.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged eagerly, "fuck. That's the way you do it. Fuck it."
He was ramming it in her with hard driving cock stabs.
"Come on, baby," he panted, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it, darling. Fuck it."
Riding into her with hard driving cock stabs she let her hands grasp his shoulders.
"How could I ever be disloyal to you?" she asked with a sly smile.
"A woman who's as crazy about fucking as you are wouldn't find it difficult," he observed.
She had picked a passionate moment of pleasure to ask him this question. It hadn't worked. Even though Len was emotionally involved with his penis slipping into her hot pussy which was clasping at her cock, he was not about to be fooled by his wife's words.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her, "less talk and more action. Wiggle your ass. That's it. Oh, baby, I like to watch your ass when I'm screwing it."
Glancing in the mirror he enjoyed the sight of the two penises plunging into her". .
"Ohhh, wow!" he exclaimed. "Does that ever feel fantastic. Come on, baby. Give me that fuck. You don't know how bad I need it."
"Oh, I like it," he panted as he pushed it in as far as it would go. Now he was getting lost. Their body rhythms were building together. Len knew it wouldn't be much longer until they came together. He loved the way her pussy muscles were clutching now. At the same time he could tell she was wiggling her ass to his cock stabs.
"Fuck me, baby," she begged anxiously, "fuck. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Fuck it."
All at once she felt herself cuming. His hot cock slipped in her love juices.
"Keep grabbing it," he begged, "that's the way, love. You know how."
Indeed she did know how. She kept twisting for him and he enjoyed every second of it. Finally he pulled his cock out of her pussy and the dildo out of her ass-hole.
After he was in bed and fast asleep, she rolled over. She looked at him, realizing she could still stand some more sex. This troubled her. She knew it was not normal. Yet, what could she do about it?
Thoughts like these whirled through her mind until dawn. When she got up she was exhausted.
After fixing breakfast for her husband and seeing him off, she went back to bed.
That afternoon she decided she was going to go to a bar and get smashed. She knew that she couldn't go on like this emotionally.
Fortunately she found a young man who was lonely, sitting at a neighborhood bar.
"Afternoon drinkers are the worst kind," he smiled at her. "What'll you have, sweetheart?"
"I would like a Pink Lady," she smiled.
"Are you a pink lady?" he grinned, glancing down at her crotch.
"If you're referring to my pussy, yes, it's pink," she whispered.
He reached over and touched it.
"You can't tell what color it is with your fingers," she smiled.
"I can imagine what it's like," he said as he finally slid his hand under her skirt.
The bartender leaned over.
"I don't run that kind of place," he objected angrily. "If you two want to make out, go somewhere else and score."
"You've got a lot of nerve," the young man said, getting to his feet.
"You're stoned out of your mind," the bartender complained. "Pay me what you owe me and split. .
"The hell I will," the young man said flatly. "You want to get out of here?"
He was looking at Jan.
"I don't want to stay around here with Mr. Grumpy," she informed him.
They left together. And then he suggested something to her. "Wouldn't it be a lot more fun to go to a motel."
"What for?"
"I've always wanted to go to one of those motels where they show adult movies," he smiled.
"Adult movies?" she asked innocently.
"Fuck films," he grinned. "You know the kind."
"I've never been to a place like that," she put him off.
"How much do you want?" he asked, getting disgusted that he couldn't get a free screw.
"I think it ought to be worth fifty dollars," she told him.
"Twenty-five is my top price I ever pay," he said. "Take it or leave it."
"I'll take it," she said evenly.
"I figured you would," he said complainingly.
She got into his car and the two of them got on the freeway.
"I'm taking a big chance going out with you," she told him finally.
"I'm taking a big chance going out with you," he shot back. "How do I know what you've got in your pussy?"
"I'm clean, you swinger," she snapped. "Are you?"
"I'll let you examine my dick under a microscope if you want to," he chuckled. "That won't be necessary," she assured him.
"But I do plan to wash it off."
"I might enjoy that," he smiled. "My name is Neal. What's yours, honey?"
"Jan," she smiled. "Pleased to meet you, Neal."
As Neal pulled off the freeway at a nearby motel with a glaring sign announcing adult movies, she questioned him further.
"What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a salesman," he told her. "I'm on the road a lot."
"That's nice," she told him. "It gets so boresome being in the same place all the time. You don't know what it's like being married to a dude who doesn't like to travel."
"You ought to get rid of your old man and swing along with me," he laughed. "It wouldn't cost me twenty-five bucks every time I wanted into your panties."
"It might cost you a lot more in the long run," she cut in quickly, "I have expensive tastes."
"You're gonna enjoy tasting me," he nodded, " 'cause you're sure gonna have to give me the works for twenty-five bucks."
"You expect an awful lot for that money," she told him. "I think you are a bit tight."
"I'm loaded," he agreed, "but so what?"
Together they went into the motel room after he had signed a phony name and paid.