Chapter 11
Brenda found out something horrifying the following week when a secretary phoned that her husband had just hired.
"Hi, Jerry," a pleasant voice began.
"Hello, who is this?" she asked.
"This is his secretary, Joyce," a pert voice said. "Who does he have sleeping over there now?"
"This may come as a great surprise to you," Brenda snapped, "but I happen to be his wife, honey. What are you doing being so bold?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know the boss was married," she told her quickly.
She hung up. That night when Jerry came home Brenda was prepared for him.
"How's everything at the office, honey?" she asked him.
"Just fine," he replied. "I've had to work overtime a lot lately."
"That's wonderful, dear," she told him. "A loyal provider. It wouldn't be because of that secretary, Joyce, would it?"
Jerry spit in his coffee.
"Damn it, I knew you'd come to that," he told her. "She told me all about talking to you. She didn't realize I was a married man."
"Apparently not," Brenda told him, "and you were the one who said you'd be faithful if I would have sex with everybody and his brother. Or maybe even his mother."
"I'm sorry, baby," he consoled her, "but I guess it's the nature of the beast to play around."
"Apparently so," she told him, "and I don't appreciate it one bit. Actually, dear, I think your conduct is dreadful. You know what I'd like to do to you?"
"Name it and you can do it," he told her. "Anything, baby. I want to make you happy."
"You know that double dildo," she laughed.
"Yes," he told her, "but you shouldn't be bringing it up at the dinner table."
"Tonight is different, darling," she told him. "It's vengeance night. I would like to piece the dildos together. Then I would like to stick them both up your ass-hole. If you've got the shaft like you've given it to me all these years, perhaps you would act a little better, dear." Jerry realized she meant business.
"Can't I make it up to you, honey?" he asked.
"In one way," she told him. "Let me have a little fun on the sly. Affairs I don't have to mention to you. How would that grab you?"
"You know, dear, I want to protect you," he insisted. "Please, don't be difficult."
"Oh, I'm not being difficult," she said, "I'm being impossible."
By this time Jerry felt he ought to have sex with her. Perhaps he could love her in such a demonstrative way that she would get over her anger.
"I'm so horny I want to have you for dessert," he told her.
"What a nice thing to say," Brenda smiled as she got to her feet and walked to the bedroom.
Her husband followed behind her. They both undressed and then they took a tub bath. As they washed each other off in the tub, he looked at her lovingly.
"It's been so wonderful to have an understanding wife," he told her. "You have been the joy of my life."
"That makes me so happy," she told him.
They got out of the bathtub, dried off and went into the bedroom.
"How would it be if you started with a good ass suck?" she asked, a certain gleam in her eyes indicating to him she was using it now as an act of vengeance not love.
"Anything you say," he smiled like a hound dog.
They went into the bedroom and she stretched out in the bed. She held up her legs so he would have easy access to her ass-hole. His tongue flipped up her ass crack. She loved it.
"Eat my ass, baby," she begged him anxiously. "Lick it. That's the way you do it, darling. Stick it up there."
Jerry clutched her thighs. He brought his head down right over her pussy hole. And at the same time he ate out her ass. He sniffed her crotch and figured it would be fun to eat her pussy. But he was forced to perform analingus for her.
"Suck ass, sweetheart," she smiled at her husband. "Suck it good. That's the way every husband should. Oh, I'm liberated."
She would have to bring female liberation into it, too. She'd been reading up in the books about the various sexual acts that women had been forced to perform on men. Now she was getting her turn. For she was getting her ass sucked in spades.
"You might as well slip your fingers in my pussy," she told him. "They might get nervous doing nothing the way they are now."
He let his fingers dip into her vagina. And at the same time he went on sucking her sweet behind with his eager mouth and tongue.
"Now, baby," she told him, "you can stick your tongue in my pussy if you care to. And even if you don't, do it."
Jerry was being deballed. He didn't appreciate it. All because he knew his wife had him on the griddle. If he got a divorce she would get half of everything that he had saved since they had married. It did seem so unjust. All this fuss over a simple piece of ass. Why Joyce wasn't even that good, he thought to himself.
"Suck my pussy, sweetheart," she said sarcastically. "Oh, lover, you put such feeling into it."
He knew very well that he wasn't putting much feeling into it. He knew how disgusting she was acting. And he was bothered. Nevertheless, he kept on sucking on her pussy hole as if it were a passionate, erotic pleasure for him.
"Lick it," she begged, "lick my snatch. Oh, baby, dip your tongue inside. Now you're sucking. Suck my juicy pussy."
It was true his tongue-licking movements around her clit had brought her there. She was juicing finally.
"Yes, yes," she cried passionately, "that's the way to do it, lover. Lick me."
She was gushing. And he was rushing to lick up and lap up her hot pussy juices. Jerry's penis was hard now. And he felt like fucking her up the ass.
"Baby," he said like a whimpering pussy."
"can daddy stick his pecker up your ass-hole?"
"No way, darling," she smiled. "Momma wants to stick her dildo up your ass-hole. How does that stab you?"
Jerry put his hands protectively over his buttocks.
"A man's ass wasn't made for fucking," he complained.
"That's what you think, darling," she told him. "You've fucked my ass enough times. Now you're gonna get yours fucked. I hope I know how to give you the shaft correctly."
Jerry grimaced. If there was one thing she knew how to do it was to give him the shaft all the time. He could just imagine what kind of a divorce settlement she would want. Now he was faced with the horrible prospect of her stabbing the dildo ruthlessly up his behind. He would like to tell it to a judge. But if he did the judge would say what was he doing sticking his prick up her ass-hole. He knew all that.
She went and got the dildo and ceremoniously strapped it onto herself. While she applied the KY she smiled.
"Darling, do you think it's ready?" she grinned at him.
"Yes," he said nervously.
"All right, baby. Momma's gonna stab your behind with it. Get set. You'll love it. Every fucking inch of it."
His own words that he had used to involve her this way sexually were being used on him. And it bothered him. But there wasn't much that he could do about it.
He prepared for the awful invasion of his ass-hole. He got in the middle of the bed and his ever-loving wife got behind him. As she mounted him she suggested he might enjoy watching in the mirror.
"Look, sweetheart," she smiled as she clasped his buttocks and spread them for the invasion of the dildo, "isn't it exciting?"
Vividly he recalled how he had told her to watch as he inserted his thick manhood up her ass-hole. How he regretted ever having spoken to her like this.
"Take it easy," he complained as he felt the first thrust. But the, second thrust was the worst. For it was that thrust that got the big big dildo past his tight anal ring.
To himself Jerry was thinking what a joyous moment it would be when he thrust his prick up her behind. He determined he was going to give her a rough time of it. Now he would put up with it. For he knew he had to. But he was going to get even come hell or high water.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" she said, mocking him again.
"Tremendous," he told her. "Oh, I'm loving this, baby."
That wasn't what she counted on. "Do you really like it?" she asked nervously. "Why, yes, baby," he told her as he pushed his rear back as if he wanted her to stab it in again. Would I lie to you?"
"You have all the time," she said grimly. She went on fucking him but the pleasure was gone. For the pain she had hoped he would be suffering as a consequence of her deep dildo stabs was not happening. She grew bored with it when she recognized her trick hadn't worked.
"Aren't you gonna keep it up any longer?" he asked as she slowly eased it out.
"I guess you've had enough," she told him. "I can't give you too good a time."
"Now it's my turn," he smiled happily, "and you're gonna get fucked real cool."
She unstrapped the dildo and was uncertain as to whether or not Jerry meant to be rough. But when he flipped his slippery cock between her ass cheeks after he had coated it with the KY lubrication, she realized he was going to play it rough.
"Take it easy, tiger," she finally told him as she felt him sliding hard into her ass-hole.
"Aren't you enjoying it?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"Don't shake your head, honey," Jerry objected. "Shake your ass. Keep it moving, baby doll."
She wiggled her butt for him. He went on sliding into her.
"Fuck it for me," he told her, "fuck it real good."
All at once his cock exploded. He hated to make it go off now. For he was having too much fun annoying her with his hearty cock stabs. Finally his big cock exploded.
"T made it," he panted as he went on pumping and his penis continued shooting.
Finally he slipped his thick prick out of her slippery ass-hole.
She looked at him and she realized that she shouldn't have gotten so uptight. After all, he was just a boy with a toy. And he was using it with a child's mentality.
"Penny for your thoughts," he told her.
"They're not worth anything," she told him. "They really aren't."
He still wanted to know what she was thinking and she refused to tell him. Finally they fell asleep.
The next morning she tried to console him by getting everything ready before he left for work. As she saw him off she thought she had been too harsh on him. And she made a vow that she would try her best to be loyal to him.
However, it wasn't easy for her to keep her vow. For she always seemed to be running into men who appealed to her.
A waiter at a restaurant where she had lunch turned her on so much that she wished she was having him for lunch.
"Can I help you?" he asked, his dark eyes flashing with excitement.
"I wish you could," she purred.
"What's your name?" he whispered, catching on immediately to what she was thinking.
"Brenda," she told him. "What's yours, baby doll?"
"Alan," he told her, "and T have off this afternoon. Right after lunch at two-thirty we could make it, baby."
"Beautiful, my husband doesn't get home until six," Brenda chuckled.
A momentary cloud formed on Alan's forehead. But it soon disappeared as he went on looking at her appealing body.
"I don't want to get into anything," he told her nervously, "I don't know."
"You don't have a thing to worry about," she told him. "My husband never gets home until six."
That did seem like enough time so Alan figured that he would go along with her.
"Here's my address," she said quietly as she slipped him a piece of paper where she had hastily scrawled her home address.
Fortunately it wasn't far from the restaurant. So Alan didn't have a long time getting there. At a quarter to three he tapped on her door. She was waiting for him. She had slipped into a bikini which she felt would give him some idea of what he was going to get.
"Wow!" Alan smiled as he stepped inside of the room.
The shades were drawn and she led him to the bedroom.
"No use wasting time," she told him, "because we have a lot of things we're gonna do."
Once in her bedroom Alan changed his mind.
"I don't want to do it in the same bed where you fuck him," he told her.
"Who?" she asked innocently.
"Your husband, that's who," he said anxiously. "If you've got another bedroom, let's do it there. If you haven't, let's forget it."
"Baby, you're so intense," she told him. "Relax."
She led him to the other bedroom. He undressed and so did she. The moment Alan caught sight of her stark naked body he went ape for her.
"Oh, baby, I want to suck and lick you all over," he told her eagerly. "You've sure got me turned on."
He reached out and felt of her pussy. Then he let his hands caress her ass cheeks. Brenda got nervous. She hoped that he wouldn't want to stick that huge shaft of his which swung between his legs into her ass-hole.
"What do you want to do, baby?" she asked him quietly.
He made such a fuss about her ass she had a pretty good idea of what he expected.
"Do you want to fuck me there?" she shrugged casually.
"You'd drive me out of my mind if I could stick my prick up your butt," he told her.
She nodded.
"Everyone else has," she said, "I guess you might as well, too, Alan."
That didn't exactly please Alan. He figured that if everyone else had screwed her ass-hole, she might be a loose-goose fuck. That was the last thing he wanted.
"How many people have screwed your ass, sweetheart?" he questioned her.
"Oh, not too many," she assured him. "I still can give a tremendous tight ass fuck."
That pleased him. She applied some Vaseline to coat his cock so it would slip in smoothly. Then she got on the floor as he told her to. He got behind her and eased his slippery shaft between her ass cheeks. With a hard cock stab he drove into her butt. It felt horrible as the big knob of the penis head stabbed right up her tight ass-hole.
"Fuck it," he told her, "go ahead, fuck it off."
She twisted and turned as his thick prick continued plugging up her rectum. She loved it.
"Screw it," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck it. Fuck it."
Passionately the thick prick continued plunging up her tight ass-hole. Alan's balls bounced on her bare behind. Reaching around, Alan felt of her breasts. Then to make sure he would get all of the pleasure that he could from his fuck, he reached down and played with her pussy. Inserting two fingers into her vagina, he stimulated her.
"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered anxiously. "I love it when you do that. Keep it up. That's the way."
Rhythmically he went on riding up her ass. And she continued twisting and gyrating her hips.
"Keep it up," he told her, "that's beautiful. Oh, baby, now you're fucking. Fuck it. Fuck it."
She went on twisting her butt for him. And at the same time he continued fingering her snatch.
"Oh, baby," she begged him, "play with me. That's what T like. Now you're doing it."
The erotic excitement brought her around , full circle. All of the sudden she was juicing. He enjoyed fingering her as she came. But now he wanted to finish it all the way. He went on stabbing his thick prick up her ass until she begged for him to stop.
"Oh, that's enough," she told him. "I can't stand it."
But it wasn't enough for Alan. His rock-hard cock continued plunging up her tight rectum area.
"Oh, you're beautiful," he told her. "Your ass is tight all right. Just like I like it. Oh, baby, twist your ass."
He forced her to continue exciting him this way. She churned her hips, hoping this would satisfy his bizarre lust.
"How long must I keep doing this?" she asked him nervously.
Finally Alan got his gun off. As his hot sperm shot up her ass-hole she twisted around and milked his prick. Then he slid his thick slippery penis from her ass-hole. He rolled over on the floor and looked up at her.
"You're a pretty good stud," she told him. "Do you hire out often?"
"How did you know I was gonna ask for some money?" Alan grinned knowingly.
"I just figured it," she said. "You have a way about you that made me think you charged."
"Anything you can give me will help," he explained. "I'm working my way through college."
She laughed.
"I've heard about helping higher education," she told him, "but I never thought I would have to take somebody up my ass to help them get through school."
He laughed as he slapped her buttocks.
"You wanted me to do everything with you," he told her, "and I can. So give me twenty-five bucks. I'll eat your pussy."
"All right, let's see how well you do it," she told him. "It's one thing to eat snatch, it's another thing to be good at it."
He thought it might provide additional pleasure if he slid a finger in her ass-hole. She loved it when she felt his finger slipping back and forth methodically up her tight anal channel.
"Oh, great, beautiful," Brenda panted as she pushed her pussy down on his tongue. "Finger my ass-hole. Suck my snatch."
She was pleased and thrilled that he was giving her such wild sensations with his tongue and his finger.
Alan was also delighted that he could get her this excited.' And he spared nothing. She watched him as he ate her.
"Yes, Alan, baby," she begged him anxiously, "that's the way I want it. Now you're-doing it, lover. Keep that going. Oh, honey, that's it."
She knew that much more of this and she would be cuming. She didn't care.
"Suck my pussy," she begged him feverishly. "Suck me. Yes, yes."
Finally she was juicing. It was an erotic experience such as she had never had before. Brenda was thrilled and grateful for his love-making skill.