Chapter 5
If Eric thought Ingrid was holding her breath waiting for him to get home, he was completely mistaken. At the very moment Eric was dumping his load in Helen's attractive ass, his blonde wife was in the Brewster house in Roy Brewster's arms.
"I shouldn't be here," Ingrid said.
Roy chuckled, his hands dropping down to fondle her ass through her skirt. "You're just as hot for it as I am. Come on, admit it."
Ingrid blushed. "Yes, it's true."
Roy unbuttoned her blouse, his fingers roaming over her covered tits. Ingrid felt a rippling thrill at the touch of his hands. She forced her body to relax as he peeled the blouse over her naked shoulders.
He tossed the blouse on the end of the sofa and then unzipped her skirt. He let the skirt slide the length of her long legs, then dropped it to the floor so she could step out of it. When he had the skirt placed on top of the blouse, he ran his hands down her bare back and cupped her asscheeks. Ingrid couldn't deny how exciting it was. His hands seemed so knowing as they squeezed her nylon-clad asscheeks and explored the crack between them.
"I'm crazy about your butt," he said.
Ingrid blushed. "You're tickling me."
He slipped his hands inside her pantyhose and panties and rolled her ass around. "Nice, Ingrid. I'm just a guy that likes asses."
"You still have your clothes on."
He grinned and pulled back and started undressing. When he had his shirt and pants off, he cradled her in his arms again. He squeezed her ass and pulled her more snugly against him. She felt the massive bulge in his jockey shorts, felt the bulge of his hardening cock against her belly. She thought she could even feel the heat of it and she was thrilled by it.
He continued undressing her. His hands slid upward and stopped to unhook the snaps of her bra. In a moment her tits were loose, lush and free under his hot eyes. He stepped back and pulled the bra straps off her shoulders and tossed the bra away to join her skirt and blouse.
Then he took her in his arms again, pulled her close so that the dense hair on his chest scraped her nipples. He cupped her ass in his hands and pressed his hairy chest against the globes of her tits. She liked it. She liked the contact of all that black hair against her tits and belly. He was so much like an animal. She pressed her cunt mound against his throbbing cock and whimpered softly.
He peeled her pantyhose off next. Then he gave her ass an extra squeeze and stripped her panties from her quivering ass with one deft motion. She kicked them away herself. Then she took a determined step towards him, ready now for whatever might happen.
He kissed her again, and this time she put her hand on the bulge in his shorts. "God, you're so big!"
Roy smiled. "It's all yours."
"Let me see!"
He had his shorts off in a moment. She stared at his cock, fascinated by the look of it, by the way it swayed in front of her.
"I'm not used to you," she said.
He hefted his prick in his hand and wagged it at her. "Let's go to the bedroom. We'll be more comfortable on a bed."
"On the bed you and Helen use?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Oh Roy, I don't know."
"Come on, Ingrid. Don't start that now."
He walked with her to the bedroom with one hand on her ass. Then they were there and she blushed when she saw the bed. Now the adultery would be complete. This was their marriage bed, and now she and Roy would fuck on it. A shudder of excitement went through her.
His eyes were on her crotch, on the blonde hair covering her cunt mound. He eased her down on the edge of the bed, and then he went down on his knees on the floor. He took hold of her right foot in his left hand and raised it until he had her heel on the edge of the bed and pressing against her asscheek.
Then he looked at her cunt. He fixed his gaze on the golden pussy thatch between her thighs.
His fingers touched her. He peeled her cuntlips apart to expose the pink inner meat of her cunt. Her gash was wet, droplets of cuntjuice glistening on her pink cuntlips.
"Beautiful!" he said with a grin. He watched a fresh gob of cunt-slime ooze out of her cunthole.
His tongue out, he dropped his head between her thighs and started licking the lower part of her pussy slit like a cat lapping milk. He had the smell of her cunt as well as the taste of it. He licked and nibbled at her wet cunt-flesh. She whimpered as he did it, spreading her thighs as far apart as she could to give him more room.
The tip of his tongue probed her seeping pussy. He thrust his tongue inside her cunthole, searching for more juice. She squirmed her ass as the thrills ran through her body in waves. Then he surprised her by tonguing upward and focusing his attack on her clit. He lapped and teased her clit until she began bouncing her pussy under his face.
"Oh God, suck it! Eat me up!" she cried.
He had his lips over her clit now. He trapped it, imprisoned it between his teeth and sucked it. She moaned and pounded the bed with her fists as the pleasure put her mind in a whirl. He started pumping her with his mouth, his head moving rhythmically, his lips milking her clit, tugging it out of her cunt and sucking it and then letting it fall back again. She arched her back, groaning as she came, her body shaking as he continued sucking her spasming cunt.
When he finally pulled his face away from her pussy and rose to his feet again, she turned wanton. Now she felt no guilt and no shame. She hurried to the edge of the bed and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked on it hungrily, sucking the juice out of his pisshole and curling her lips behind his dark cock-knob. His cockhead filled her mouth, his cockmeat hot on her tongue. She had the smell of his balls in her nose and she loved it. She lapped her tongue all around his cock-knob and then she sucked more of his thick cockshaft inside her mouth.
"That's nice, Ingrid. That's good sucking."
She smiled up at him. "Do you like the way I do it?"
"You're an expert."
"And you're an expert, too."
He grinned. "I sucked lots of juice out of you. You're like a waterfall when you get hot."
She blushed and returned to sucking his cock. The taste and smell of his prick made her head swim. He smelled more sweaty than Eric ever did. His balls were so fat and hairy. All that dark hair around the bag of his balls. She moved her mouth down to his ball-bag and lapped her tongue over the dark leathery skin. She thought of all the jism in there and she wondered how often he fucked Helen. She tried to imagine them together. Helen was such a lusty-looking woman. Ingrid thought it must be exciting when Helen and Roy fucked. She quivered as she realized again she was now on Helen's bed. This was the bed where they did it. Now Roy was fucking her and not Helen.
"Let's fuck," he said.
She pulled away and stretched out on the bed again.
"Yes, I need it." She raised her legs up and spread them apart. "I need a good fuck."
She felt so sluttish as she said it, but there was that meaty cock dangling in front of her and it made her crazy.
She looked at his huge prick as he mounted her. His fat balls swung heavily as he shifted his body into position between her legs. He dutched her asscheeks as he pushed his cock-knob between her cuntlips. She moaned as she felt it.
"Oh God, yes!"
He rammed forward, his cock-knob pushing in, stretching the mouth of her cunthole, his fuck-meat surging into her. She groaned and squirmed her cunt on his big prick. She could feel her cunt-channel gripping his prick. It was so good. She loved the way that big cock pushed at her insides. She never felt Eric this deep. She writhed under Roy, holding his hairy arms as he fucked in and out of her steaming cunt, She knew she would have a big orgasm. She could feel it building deep inside her pussy as he fucked her. She marveled at the way he held out. He seemed ready to fuck her forever. But she wanted to come now. She wanted him to finish in her cunthole. She wanted him shooting all that lovely jism up her pussy. She was ton between the pleasure of his cock in her cunt and the need to come. She whimpered each time he rammed her pussy.
Then suddenly she groaned as he pulled his cock out of her cunt. "No, don't! Please come back!"
"Roll over and show me your ass." A moan came out of her throat. "Yes!" She quickly rolled over and knelt on the mattress with her back arched to raise her ass in the air. She thought he wanted to fuck her pussy from behind, but instead he lowered his head and buried his face in her asscrack.
She went wild when she felt his mouth. He licked her asscrack and then her asshole and then he clamped his lips over her asshole and started sucking it. The sensation of his wet tongue and lips working on her ass made her crazy with lust. Eric had never done it. Eric hardly ever touched her asshole. She couldn't imagine Eric doing it. She couldn't imagine Eric doing anything like it.
At last he pulled his face away from her ass and he brought his cock up to her pussy and he pushed it in. She groaned as his big prick filled her cunt-channel again. He slammed into her, his belly slapping against her asscheeks, his fingers clutching her rump as he fucked her.
It was marvelous for her. She loved the way he rammed her. His hands kept moving over her body, squeezing her tits and stroking her belly. His prick felt so huge as it slid in and out of her wet cunt. He was such a strong fucker, like a bull thrusting in her cunt from behind.
"How is it?" he said. -j "It's lovely! Please don't stop!"
"Have you ever had it in the ass?"
A shudder went through her. "Never."
"Come on, let's try it!"
"Roy, you're too big!"
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
He pulled his cock out of her cunt. She tried to dissuade him, but he insisted he wanted to fuck her ass and he refused to listen to her pleading.
He started kissing her ass again. A moan went through her when she heard him sniffing at her asshole. She trembled with fear as she thought about his big cock driving up her ass. She turned her head to plead with him again, but then she felt his tongue pushing at her asshole and a groan of pleasure came out of her throat instead.
He kept tonguing her shitter. She rested her head on top of her folded arms and felt herself blush at what he was doing to her. Was it wrong for her to like it so much? She found it incredibly exciting. She could feel her pussy twitch with need. When she reached underneath to touch it, she found her clit stiff and jutting out between her cuntlips.
Roy kept dragging his tongue up and down her asscrack, and then at times farther down to her cunt and clit. Then finally he had enough of that and he left the bed and went for the Vaseline on the nightstand.
Ingrid looked over her shoulder at him and quivered as she watched him grease his cock. Now she was so thoroughly turned on, she wanted it. Her clit was ready to explode. She panted with impatience. Yes, she wanted it now. She wanted that greased-up cock stuffing her ass.
Then he was behind her again. She felt his hands on her ass and the next moment his cockhead pushed against her tight asshole.
He grunted as he pushed his prick in. He managed to get part of his cock-knob in her shithole. Then he lurched forward and socked his whole cockhead inside.
She cried out. "Oh God, you're killing me!"
He waited a moment and then gave her two inches of his cockshaft.
A wail came out of her throat as she imagined she felt her ass getting torn apart by the stretching.
"Take it easy," he said with a gasp. "It won't last. Just take it easy." But the pain became even worse as he slowly but relentlessly fucked every inch of his cock inside her virgin ass. She thought she would die.
She thought she would never survive it. She knew there were women who liked getting fucked in the ass, but was certain she could never be one of them. Did he do it to Helen? Yes, she supposed he did. It was awful. Then she heaved a sigh of relief as she realized the pain was slowly settling down to a dull ache.
Roy began pistoning his cock in and out of her ass. He did it slowly. He could feel her asshole nipping him, contracting around his cockshaft. He reached underneath and rubbed her clit. It wasn't long before he felt her loosen up. She was beginning to feel the pleasure now. What a lovely ripe ass she had. He wouldn't miss this for the world. He gripped her hips with his hands as he reamed out her shit-tube with his sliding cock.
Ingrid continued groaning, but Roy had guessed right about her pleasure. She was feeling it now, the deep pleasure as his cock blasted her ass wide open. She shuddered and pumped her ass back at him. She rolled her ass around as she squeezed his hot cock with her shit-tube.
Roy couldn't last much longer. She felt his cock swelling and throbbing in her shitter and she realized he was on the verge of coming. The idea that he would shoot his jism up her ass made her wild with lust. She cried out and suddenly had an orgasm. Her asshole clamped down on his thrusting cock and he roared as he went off. He slid his hands forward over her shoulders and buried his cock to the hilt inside her shitter.
Now they were both groaning as his cock exploded. The hot jism blasted out of his pisshole deep inside her shit-tube. When he started stroking again, some of the spunk splashed out of her ass and he looked down at it and grunted with pleasure.
She finally collapsed under him and buried her face in her hands.
"Well, what about it?" he said.
A groan came out of her. "Oh God, it was wonderful!"
Outside the bedroom window, Justin Brewster stared at them as he slowly pumped his cock with his fist. He couldn't believe it. His old man and Ingrid Paulsen. And fucking her ass! He'd seen everything. He'd watched his father's big cock sliding in and out of Mrs. Paulsen's stretched asshole. Christ, she was so beautiful! Those gorgeous tits hanging down while she wagged her ass around. He wanted her.
I'm going to get a piece of that, he thought. I'm going to fuck her up the wall. The boy giggled. First the daughter, and then the mother. Christie had sucked him off just a few hours ago, and here he was with a hard cock again.
He looked at the couple inside the bedroom. His father had Ingrid in his arms. They were lying on their sides facing each other and he was sucking her tits. Justin quivered as he saw her reach down to take hold of his father's cock. Then Ingrid pulled away and left the bed for the bathroom. She returned a moment later with a wet towel and she started wiping Roy's cock and balls. When she was finished doing that, she leaned over and took Roy's cock in her mouth.
Yeah, suck it, Justin thought.
Now he had to find out a way to get to her. He wanted her bent over, just like she'd bent over for his father.
Oh fuck, the boy thought. His fist pumping his cock, he pulled away from the window and watched his jism shoot out of his pisshole ins thick gobs of milky cream.