Chapter 3
The next morning, Maggie brought two cups of steaming hot coffee to the bedroom and climbed back into bed with David.
"Thanks, baby. What's the occasion?" he asked as he sat up and took a sip of coffee.
"Oh, I just thought I'd give you a little treat. It's Saturday, you don't have to go to work, and I'm not one of those flaming feminists who thinks it's demeaning to serve my man coffee in bed."
"Do you consider yourself a feminist in any sense?"
"Oh, sure," she replied quickly. "In the sense that women shouldn't have to give up their identity when they marry, or defer to men to get ahead in the world. A woman who works outside the home shouldn't have to use her pussy to get a good job, or get promoted.-likewise, I don't believe women should have any special privileges. We should make it on our own."
"Then you don't object if I open doors for you, help you with your coat, or hold your chair?"
"Darling, if you ever stop doing those things, I'll give you forty lashes with a wet noodle. Seriously, I like to be treated like a lady. In public, anyway. Behind closed doors is a different matter. I want to be as good as any courtesan who ever lived when we get down and dirty."
"I think you're well on your way," he said. "But isn't being treated like a lady a special privilege?"
Maggie thought for a moment. "Yeah, I guess so. But I don't care. You'd better never stop."
"You left the subject of two women hanging last night. Tell me how you really feel."
"I feel like a nice hot shower. Care to join me?"
"When will you give me an answer?"
Maggie got out of bed and took David's hand. "Sheila is coming over this afternoon. Let's take a shower. I don't want to smell like a whore when she gets here."
Aware he wasn't going to get an answer until his wife was good and ready, David sighed. "I planned to watch a baseball game this afternoon."
"We won't disturb you" she assured him. "We'll bake cookies or gossip, or something, and keep you supplied with beer and popcorn."
"Two beers will be fine."
"We'll see."
Maggie led him into the bathroom. She adjusted the water and pushed him into the shower stall. He picked up the soap and she took it away from him.
"Let me wash you. Gives me a chance to feel you up." Shunning the washcloth, she used just her hands and the bar of soap to wash him. She rushed over his body and lingered when she reached his cock. "I like to play with your cock," she said softly. "It's so beautiful." She fondled it lovingly and it began to stiffen.
"Never thought of a cock being beautiful," he said. "A pussy, now that's a different story." He looked her voluptuous body up and down, leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. "God, baby, you ooze lust and sex appeal. More today than yesterday. Why is that, do you suppose?"
She grinned and shook her head. "I have no idea. Want a quickie before breakfast? We haven't done that in a long time. We always seem to wait until we go to bed, then take a long time to get it done."
One of David's eyebrows shot up. "Well, I never expected you to complain about that. I thought you liked the way we make love."
"Oh, I do," Maggie hastily reassured him. "Still, once in a while, I would like to be less predictable, to fuck unexpectedly. In the living room, the kitchen, on the dining table, in the car, wherever we are when the mood strikes. Kind of like a surprise."
"like now."
"Exactly," she agreed.
"Aren't you worried about smelling like a whore when Sheila gets here?"
"I can take another shower, darling. Come on, let's get out of here and do it right now."
She hurried out of the shower stall and caught him in her arms when he came out. He put his hands on her bare ass and pulled her close. She ground her tits into his chest and squirmed her hairy crotch against his groin. His cock quivered with arousal and grew into a fat, erect rod. She captured it between her thighs and wiggled her slit over it.
She tilted her head and opened her lush lips slightly. He crushed his lips to hers and thrust his tongue inside to duel with hers. They kissed impetuously as he fondled her splendid ass and she teased his cock with her wet gash. He broke the kiss and pushed her shoulders back.
"God, you're a gorgeous, tremendously tantalizing woman," he said huskily as he leered at her breathtaking mounds of tit flesh. He lowered his head and licked her nipples. "Your nipples are so beautiful. So thick and long, as big as the end of my finger when they get hard. I love to suck on them." He kissed and sucked first one and then the other tit tip.
Her nipples swelled and throbbed with longing. She rubbed her cunt on his cock and sighed deeply. "They're connected directly to my clit," she whispered. "When you suck them, my clit tingles." She stepped back and spread her legs. "Feel my cunt. It's already as wet as a swamp."
He stroked the meaty, swollen lips of her pussy. "Hmmm, so it is," he said with a chuckle.
"Reach inside. Give me two fingers."
His fingers glided easily into her slick hole. He wiggled the tips over her substantial G spot. "like a fucking oven," he said.
She moaned and hunched on his fingers. She looked down at his cock. "Just look how big the head of your cock is, darling. And the shaft looks like an iron bar. I can actually see the blood in that big vein on top of it. So big! Just the right size for my cunt." She grabbed his cock and yanked it impatiently. "I want it in me, darling!" she murmured urgently.
"My pleasure," he murmured. "Let's go to the bedroom."
"No," she said. "I want it right here. Standing up." She turned around, bent over, and rested her arms on the vanity shelf. Her luscious, heart-shaped ass pointed directly at him. She spread her legs wide and wiggled her ass seductively. "Come get it, baby. It's hot and ready for you."
So was his cock, stiff and engorged with blood, sticking straight out in front of his groin. He eyed the pink lips of her pussy peeking out between her thighs and smiled. He reached between her legs and caressed her hairy snatch. As she said, she was sopping wet, inside and out. She shivered and moaned when his fingers brushed her clit.
He stepped closer and rubbed the head of his prick through the cleft of her satiny buttocks. She lunged back and the broad head of his cock separated the bloated lips of her twat. He grabbed her hips and levered his hips forward. She moaned louder as his cock penetrated her. He took another step forward and buried his shaft in her feverish tunnel, filling her pussy with hot meat.
"Oh, baby," he gasped. "You're so hot-so tight and juicy."
"Fuck me, darling!" she groaned anxiously. "Give it to me good and hard!"
Slowly, he withdrew from her clinging cunt lips until only the knobby head of his cock was inside her, staring at his shaft as it emerged, wet and shiny with her juice.
She shook her ass impatiently. "Don't tease me, darling!" she implored. "Fuck me. Hard!"
He clung to her curvaceous hips, hammered his prong into her slippery depths and scrubbed his pubic hair against her silky ass cheeks.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed with enchantment. "God, your cock goes so deep, darling!" She twisted her ass in a tight circle. "God, I think the head is about even with my belly button!"
"Does the head rub your G spot?"
"Oh, boy, it sure does!" she gasped. "This is the best position for you to get my G spot, you know."
"Yeah, I know. I like to fuck you from the rear."
He reached under her and fondled her full, hanging breasts as he began to fuck her. His lunged into her fiercely, repeatedly, rocking her back and forth under the fast pace of his hard driving strokes.
Rapture radiated from her lovely face. She couldn't remember him ever fucking her standing up. Getting it this way really turned her on. Every time he thrust into her, she got hotter and wetter, so wet her juice dripped down the inside of her thighs.
He jabbed her cunt swiftly-whap, whap, whop-with the regularity of a metronome ticking off a fast beat. Sexual heat flushed his face. His chest heaved with the exertion. A churning knot of tension in his belly warned him he was about to shoot his load into her magnificent snatch.
Maggie sensed the urgency of his fucking and knew he was close. "Don't cum yet, darling!" she pleaded. "I want to cum with you. You're fucking me so good, baby, but hang on and get me off when you cum."
He knew just how to bring her up faster. Releasing her tits and sliding his hands down to her crotch, he thrust two fingers between her cunt lips and began to stimulate her distended love button.
"God, that feels so fucking good!" she wailed. "You're getting my G spot, my clit, and filling my cunt so full of wonderful cock, all at the same time!"
David began to thrust faster and agitate her clit furiously. Maggie stared into the mirror behind the vanity, her eyes glazed with lust. Her dangling tits were doing a wild dance under her chest, jiggling and bouncing in time with his frenzied thrusts.
"Look in the mirror, darling!" she panted. "Watch my tits bounce." A look of pure rapture blanketed her face. "Aren't they sexy?" She gripped the edge of the vanity shelf so hard her knuckles turned white and she emitted a high, keen wail of euphoria. "Now, baby, now!" she urged breathlessly.
His swollen balls felt like a couple of grapefruits between his legs and tension twisted his gut in knots. With one mighty heave, he slammed into her cunt as far as he could go and held his groin tight against her ass. His cock felt like it had burst apart as it began to pour hot sperm deep into her, coating her sleek membranes.
Maggie grunted from the force of his final thrust and came with him. She punctuated her pleasure with hoarse screams of passion and twisted her ass vigorously. As her orgasm began to wane, she squeezed his cock with her strong cunt muscles and shoved her ass back at him, hungry for every little drop of love juice he could pump into her.
They wiggled and squirmed and quivered until his cock began to soften and her orgasm subsided. They gasped and panted so loud they sounded like a leaky steam radiator.
"Oh, darling, you really gave it to me good!" Maggie murmured. She pushed herself erect and reached back to put her arms around his neck. His cock glided out of her pussy and hung limp and red, well oiled with semen and pussy juice.
She turned around, went to her knees, and lovingly licked the fruits of their passion from his cock. Then she stood and kissed him passionately. "Thank you for a terrific spontaneous fuck, darling. I loved it." She ran her tongue in his ear, then rested her head on his broad shoulder.
"So did I," he said. "I love you."
"By the way, darling, I also have fantasies. Maybe I'll tell you about them some day."
"Damn woman, you're a terrible tease! Why don't you tell me now? At least one?"
"I'd rather surprise you, darling."