Chapter 5
Marc awoke and looked at the clock on the bedside table. He would have to really move in order to get to the office on time. He glanced at the naked woman lying beside him and said to hell with it.
She was still asleep, lying on her side with her lovely bare ass facing him. As he gazed at her, his prick quickly became a full-blown erection. It was a big temptation to press up against her and wedge his solid shaft into the valley between those round, fleshy buns. What a thrill it would be to work himself off in the crack of her ass, even if the head of his cock wasn't in her pussy-hole.
No sooner did he have that nasty thought than he realized there was no reason why he shouldn't. He had a good thing going with Joyce now, and he could do anything he wanted with her. After all the shocking, outrageous and forbidden things she did with him the evening before and throughout most of the night, she wasn't-likely to object to him rubbing his boner against the crack of her ass. He was certain now she wouldn't mind anything he did, whether he had his prick up against the crack of her ass, in her cunt, between her tits, or in her mouth. And she really loved it when he ate her pussy. He was happy to stay with her when her husband was away and when his parents were out of town.
If felt kind of strange lying there in the master bedroom instead of being in his own room. But what the hell, while her husband was away, he was the man of the house. And the man of the house should sleep with the woman of the house, in the master bedroom.
He chuckled at the idea of him and Joyce sleeping. They sure didn't do much of that, not until the wee hours of the morning. They fucked like two hot, passionate lovers who couldn't get enough of each other, which they now were.
He considered himself a lucky young man that his parents left on a business trip, at the same time that Joyce's old man had to be out of town. This left them with both houses all to themselves. After they were gone, Marc could tell by the way Joyce looked at him that he wouldn't be sleeping alone that night.
Nothing was said. Nothing was agreed upon. When it was time for bed, he went up to his room, took his shower and put on his pajama bottoms. Then he sat on the side of his bed, waiting while she took her shower. When he heard the water stop running, he went into her room. She was there in just a filmy see-through nightie that was so short it barely covered her ass. She was such a beautiful woman and she looked so lust-inspiring, it was a wonder he didn't shoot his load right then, just looking at her. She smiled at him and got into bed. He walked over to the side of the bed, dropped his pajama bottoms and got into bed with her. Her arms entwined about his neck and she kissed him like he was her long awaited lover. Moments later, he was on top of her and his prick was in her cunt. Her legs were wrapped about him and they were fucking.
As he gazed at her lovely nude body, relaxed in sleep, he thought to himself, God, wouldn't it freak the neighbors out if they knew this was going on right in their neighborhood, a young guy sleeping with this beautiful woman and fucking her throughout most of the night?
And maybe now the next morning.
This was going to be really great, he and his mother alone in the house for a whole month while his father was away, sleeping with her and fucking her every night. What pleasure it had been to lie on top of her with his prick deep in her cunt, and her enjoying it as much as he did. And both of them aware that no one was ever going to know a thing about it.
But what thrilled him, too, was that she was so hot for him and she acted like she was only too happy to give him anything he wanted. like she wanted to do everything with him. She seemed to regard his big, long, hard prick as being hers now, her own secret pleasure stick.
Certain this morning he could do anything he felt like doing with her, he did it. Snuggling up behind her, he laid his boner in the crease between her satiny-smooth ass cheeks. His arm went about her and he took hold of one of her full, round fleshy tits. Gently and erotically he massaged it while he rubbed his boner against the crack of her ass.
He thought of all the times he had lusted for her lovely rear end and how he dreamed of someday doing what he was doing now, rubbing his cock between the cheeks of her sweet adorable ass. It was a heady experience. He kept it up until she began to move her ass in her sleep.
Then she drew her knees up in front of her. Marc made the slight adjustment necessary to draw his cock along the crack of her ass until the head of his prick was touching the lips of her cunt. Suddenly, he felt her hand on his cock, guiding it into her pussy-hole. Marc pushed, sending his prick on its way into her twat while she moved her ass erotically against his groin.
"You're pretty sneaky," Joyce murmured, sounding as though she was still half-asleep. "Thought you were going to start without me, did you?"
"It doesn't matter who starts first, lover," Marc said excitedly. "As long as we finish together."
She rolled her ass around and pushed it back against him. She had him moaning with pleasure and trying to get his cock deep into her cunthole. When it was in her right to the hilt, she reached for his balls and held them lovingly in her hand. That sent exciting thrills all through him. Oh what a great way to start the day, he told himself, his prick in his lover's slippery cunt and her holding onto his balls.
Both of them were becoming increasingly excited. Marc kept pushing the prick into her cunt as deep as it could go while she wriggled her ass around and pushed it back against him. The more they did it, the more stimulated and excited they became.
"Do it, darling. Oh do it!" Joyce said, her lustful arousal apparent in her voice. "Oh what a bad boy you are, sleeping with me and doing it to her first thing in the morning, before I even have a chance to get out of bed."
Had anyone been watching them, they might have thought they were a couple of wrestlers trying out strange holds on one another. While Marc was pressed up tight against her ass, with his prick buried in her cunt, he was trying to bend himself double so he could get his mouth on one of her tits. Joyce was holding her boob, feeding it to him while she had an arm about his neck, her fingers tangled in his hair. Her knees were drawn up in front of her and, while Marc sucked on one tit, he had a hold of the other one.
He found this all so exciting and began pounding it to her faster and faster. She made sex moves of her hips and ass. While he sucked on one of her tits, she took his hand away from the other one and moved it down to her cunt that was stuffed with his big boner. His fingers tickled her clit and she let out a moan.
Suddenly Marc cried out, "Oh Joyce, this is too much. I'm going to cum."
She felt his hot spurting jism jetting into her snatch, flooding her tunnel of love. That pushed her over the edge. As she wriggled her ass against his groin, she let out a plaintive wail and climaxed.
They lay there for a while and rested, their arms and legs entangled. Before long she was smothering him with loving kisses while she stroked his cock and played with his balls. She just couldn't seem to keep her hands off this big, long tool, though she wasn't trying hard to resist the urge.
"Oh darling," she purred. "That was just beautiful. What a lovely experience."
"Yeah. like I told you last night, making it with you is where its at."
"You made me feel so good. It's like waking up in paradise. It can't get any better than this."
"I couldn't stand it if it did," Marc panted.
"You enjoy fooling around like this with me, don't you, you bad boy?" Carla giggled.
"I've got news for you, love. I'm not fooling around. I'm serious about what I'm doing."
She gazed at him with a smile. "I'm glad you're not just teasing me."
"I love fucking you," he said, still breathing heavily.
"I can't think of a nicer way to be awakened in the morning," she told him as she fondled his balls and wriggled herself against him. "I'll like it just fine if you wake me up this way every morning while we're sleeping together."
"Fine with me. But what if you wake up first?"
"Then you'll wake up to find me sucking your dick. Or straddling you and lowering my pussy onto your stiff cock."
"This is really living," he said. "This is great, waking up in the morning with my beautiful lover lying naked beside me. And being free to snuggle up to her and fuck her. Every guy and his favorite lover should have a relationship like we have."
"That would mean a lot of husbands would be neglected," Joyce chuckled.
"Hey, don't worry about the husbands," Marc told her. "They do all right. There isn't a husband in this town who isn't getting plenty of pussy, in addition to his wife's."
"Does that include your husband?"
"You know that as well as I do. In this town I'll bet he doesn't get any pussy that you don't know about."
"That's true," Joyce said. "Or you either."
"You know who I've been screwing?" Marc asked with a stunned look on his face.
"Yes, I do," Joyce insisted. "You want me to name them?"
Marc shook his head. "How did you find out I've been making it with your two good friends, Angie and Delia?"
"A woman has ways of finding out those things about her favorite stud," Joyce told him. "I've known for some time each one has been inviting you over to her home whenever her husband wasn't there. I felt the best thing for me to do was to let on I didn't know anything about it. After all, a strong healthy normal young man like you has to have a sexual outlet."
"You're very understanding," Marc told her. "But I'm embarrassed."
"Don't be, darling," Joyce said soothingly. "I feel sorry for those ladies. Now that you have a good thing going with me, my friends and neighbors won't be seeing as much of you as they have been. You're going to be too busy looking after me."
"You mean that?"
"I'm already thinking of how we can go on doing this after my husband comes home."
"You are?" Marc said, his hand playing with her pussy. "Great. I've been so busy enjoying last night and this morning, I haven't thought about what will happen a month from now. But I do know I want us to go right on doing it."
"Do you, dear?"
"I don't want to have to stop what we've got going for us because he's back home. I wouldn't like that at all."
"I'm glad you feel that way, darling," she said. "You go right on making it good for me like you are right now, and I'll find a way we can go on doing it."
After awhile, Marc reached over and took the phone off the bedside table. He phoned the office and told them he wouldn't be in until after lunch. While he was talking, Joyce had a hold of his cock and was playing with it. It responded by stiffening in her grasp and becoming a solid bar of steel.
Gazing at him longingly when he hung up, she said, "I know this is a naughty thing for me to be doing, but you don't mind if your sweetheart plays with your cock, do you?"
Marc grinned at her. "As far as I'm concerned, I'll be happy to lie here all day if you want to play with my prick. I should warn you, though. You've already got it as hard as it was before. And that means I'm going to have to fuck you all over again."
"Oh dear," Joyce said, pretending to be dismayed. "When will I ever be able to get your breakfast? Are you really going to fuck me again?"
Grinning at her, he said, "Have you ever known me to disappoint you?"
Caroline Baker thought the district meeting was a waste. It could have been a fun trip and so romantic if only her husband could have been there. But the purpose of the meeting was for employees to get together and families had not been invited.
The company she worked for, Stevens Import/Exports, had it's head office in the small community of Wayford Corners, but it was so far from the airport, that the meeting was held at the Hilton, which was right next to the airport. The dozen or so employees, with the exception of Marc Stevens, their young boss, would be coming in from all parts of the country, so this arrangement was more convenient for them. They could fly in, attend the meeting, stay overnight at the hotel, attend another meeting and fly right out again. They didn't have to get into the heavy traffic in the city, or have that long drive to Wayford Corners.
They had a marathon session the first day that lasted nearly ten hours. By the time Caroline got to her room that night, she was looking forward to a long soak in a warm tub.
She removed her clothes and called her husband. He was as lonely as she was and also very horny. They talked about the fun things they could have done in bed together had he been there with her and she got incredibly turned on. By the time she hung up, she was in urgent need of a stiff prick in her hot pussy. And the thought that she wasn't going to get one, bothered her even more. Caroline was the kind of young woman who, even before she was married, never waited long for a cock when she wanted one between her legs.
She didn't tell her husband, but she knew soaking in a warm bath would bring on a long session of masturbation. After he called, she went into the bathroom and squatted down to turn on the water and adjust the temperature. She turned and twisted, but nothing happened. The water refused to flow.
Determined to have her bath, she picked up the phone and called her boss, Marc Stevens, whom she knew had the room next to hers. She told him her problem and he said he'd come right over.
She was naked when she called him, so she wrapped a towel about her body and met him at the door. He had on a robe and slippers and she thought he looked very sexy. She led him into the bathroom and squatted to show him her problem. She showed him a clear view of her pussy and asshole.
He was content to stand there and take in the exciting view, until she realized what had his attention. Then he stooped down beside her. When he reached out to try the handle, his arm brushed her nipple. An erotic sensation swept through her and it was all she could do to keep from moaning. She had already been turned on before he arrived and his being there wasn't helping.
Water began to flow on the first try. Marc grinned proudly. "You pull out on that lever," he explained.
Caroline blushed at her stupidity. He touched her arm and assured her that it had taken him a few minutes to figure it out, too, when he had taken his bath.
By the time she adjusted the temperature of the water, he was standing at the door to the bathroom, enjoying another look at her exposed bare ass. There was a bulge in the front of his robe.
"Unless I can wash your back for you, I guess I'll be going," he said jokingly.
The offer sent a lascivious tingle up Caroline's spine. She was so hot and horny she couldn't bear the thought of him leaving. Her pussy ached for a big, hard prick , and she wasn't about to let this one escape. She stood up and let the towel fall to the floor. Marc's mouth dropped open and, when he recovered, there was a pleased expression on his face.
"There must be something I can do to repay you for your trouble," Caroline cooed.
She moved closer to him and Marc groaned huskily as he raised his hand and cupped one of her boobs. He teased the semi-erect nipple with his fingers until it was stiff and tingling.
Take off your robe before the water gets cold," Caroline invited.
She turned and climbed into the tub. She sat down in the soothing water and watched this handsome young man take his robe off. His long, hard cock stood straight out from his flat, firm belly, and he smiled with satisfaction when Caroline smacked her lips hungrily.
He stepped into the tub, but before he could sit down, she cupped his balls in one hand while she entwined the fingers of her other hand around the sturdy shaft. He let out a groan as her lips touched the head of his cock. Her tongue darted out and she tasted pre-cum clinging on the tip.
While she sucked on the head of his sweet prick, she slid forward so that her pussy rubbed against his ankle. Shivers of pleasure shot through her entire body. She moaned with lust and moved her fist rapidly up and down on his throbbing tool while she sucked on the bulbous-shaped head. She sensed that he wanted to explode in her mouth and she was all in favor of that. Why suck a cock if you don't get the cream? She hungered for his load of sperm.
The harder she pumped, the faster his breathing became, until finally he took hold of her head with both hands, pushed his long hard prick deep into her mouth and spattered the back of her throat with his scalding cream. She swallowed it all, every drop, and then licked his prick clean. Only then was she willing to let it slide out of her mouth.
"God, can you ever suck a cock," Marc gasped.
"I was hoping you'd be pleased," she said, smiling up at him. "I love to suck cock, especially a beautiful long monster like this. It was nice to be able to just let myself go and enjoy it. I have to be careful I don't let my husband know how much I like doing it. He'd wonder if I did a lot of it before I met him, which I did."
"I'd better sit down before I fall down," Marc joked. He joined her in the water, grinning broadly. "You didn't have any trouble with this handle," he teased, as he lifted her onto his lap and let his cock touch and tickle her pussy.
"It's still hard!" she gasped as the head of his cock teased her swollen clit.
"Honey, no man could have anything other than a hard cock when around someone as lovely as you," Marc told her. "My idea of cruel and unusual punishment would be sharing this tub with you and having a limp dick."
"It doesn't say much for my blow job," Caroline said with a giggle. "Usually when I suck them, they stay sucked."
"But it's a compliment to you that the sight of you can make it spring back up so fast," Marc argued.
She squirmed on his lap and reached down between their bodies. She located his cock and placed the head at the opening to her hot and ready cunt. A whimper escaped her lips as the rod slid into her love slot.
"I knew plumbers were well paid," he chuckled as she raised and lowered her pussy on his rigid boner. "But I didn't know they enjoyed fringe benefits like this."
Caroline laughed. "Shut up and make me cum."
"You want a climax?" Marc asked. "Baby, between now and morning you'll lose count of how many you had."
"You're spending the night with me?"
"Indeed I am," Marc told her. "I'm not one to let go of a good thing when I find it. Besides, it will probably take all night to put out your fire."
"I'll believe it when I see it," Caroline told him. "I've never met a man yet who could fuck all night long."
"You won't be able to say that when we have breakfast together tomorrow," Marc promised.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass and pushed his solid thick cudgel into her pussy to the hilt. Her screams of joy echoed off of the tile walls as waves of pleasure washed over her trembling body.
He squeezed her ass, sucked her nipples, and flexed his love muscle until she was into her orgasm. Then he fired off his hot charge, flooding her hole with his load of hot cream.
"Now I want to fuck you on the bed," he told her when she finally opened her eyes.
"You and I think a-like," she purred. "We want the same things. If you're as good in bed as you are in the tub, you're going to make me a happy woman."
They toweled each other dry and left the bathroom. Crawling onto the bed, she stretched out on her back with her legs spread invitingly. He stood at the foot of the bed and smiled at her sexily, his attention locked in on her glistening pussy. Her cunt lips quivered under his excited stare, and she knew without him saying it that he was going to eat her pussy.
He stretched out next to her. His cock was a few inches from her face, and his face was so close to her snatch that she could feel his hot breath on her cunt lips.
She tilted her head and kissed his prick. It twitched with excitement and he groaned as his tongue tasted her juicy target for the first time.
It was not the first time a man had eaten her pussy. Not by a long shot. But it was the first time a man had done it like he didn't care if he ever got around to real fucking. He licked, he sucked, he lapped, and he slurped. She screamed in orgasm again and again, and bathed his face with her hot juices.
When he finally came up for air, his face from his forehead to his chin was coated with her warm honey.
"Wow!" she groaned. "Where did you learn to do that?"
"You inspire me," he chuckled, and he kissed her clit. The kiss triggered another orgasm. She gasped with pleasure as he ran his tongue slowly back and forth along her pussy lips. Then for good measure, he licked all over and around the sensitive pucker of her asshole.
His tongue was great, but now she was eager for the real thing again. She tugged on his arms and he shifted around so that he was lying between her legs. The head of his prick was lodged between her pussy lips and his tongue was teasing her throbbing nipples.
She ran her hands through his hair, her movements an indication she wanted him to hurry. His tongue flicked lightly across a nipple. She brought her legs up and locked them about his hips and hunched up wildly, fighting to capture his magnificent prick.
"Give me your cock!" she demanded.
He shifted and sent his organ sliding into her hot and eager slit. Back and forth it moved, in and out, and then he buried it, his balls brushing against her asshole. He pulled back and plunged in again. And again. Then she was into an orgasm.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass and pounded her hot quivering pussy as if his cock were a jackhammer. She had so many orgasms she was sure she would faint.
When he finally got his, he bellowed like a bull and his rampaging cock delivered jets of hot sperm up her twat. The feel of it sent her into another climax. They lay there in a breathless heap with their arms and legs about each other.
The next morning, in the dining room off the hotel lobby, Caroline and Marc were having breakfast together. Keeping her voice low so those at the nearby tables wouldn't overhear her, she said, "Well, you were right and J was wrong. After last night, I do know a horny stud who can fuck all night long. We didn't get much sleep."
"But you got a lot of what you wanted and needed at the time I went into your room to help you turn on the water," Marc reminded her.
"I admit it," Caroline said. "I wanted a cock so bad I was ready to go up the wall. Now don't get the idea I'm complaining, but when you help a pussy in distress, you just don't quit. I'm surprised you let me get dressed and come down here for breakfast. And you're hung like a bull. My God, it feels like your thing is still in me."
"It couldn't be helped," Marc said, grinning at her. "It took a lot to put out your fire."
"I know something else about you, too, after last night. You have kinky tastes."
"What do you mean?"
"Any man who enjoys licking around a woman's rear end has kinky tastes," Caroline told him. "And your tongue was buried in my bumhole for over an hour, in the wee hours of the morning when we should have been getting some sleep."
"I tried to do the right thing," Marc explained. "I offered to quit, but you wouldn't let me."
Caroline looked at him with a mischievous smile. "Well, it was the novelty of it. I'd never had that many kisses on my ass."
When they saw a lady at the next table looking at them as though she had caught part of their conversation, they stopped talking for a while and finished their breakfast.
"I have a suggestion to make," Marc said finally.
"You have? What?"
"Don't leave on that plane after the meeting. Phone your husband and tell him you won't be coming home as soon as you thought you would, that the meeting is going to go on for a whole week and you have to stay until the very end."
Caroline didn't give him an argument. She simply smiled and said she would.
As they got up from the table, Marc told her, "You go ahead into the meeting. I'll stop off at the desk and tell them we're keeping those rooms for a whole week. I'd like to make it for a month, but I suppose your husband wouldn't go for it."
"He certainly wouldn't," Caroline laughed.
After the meeting at the end of the day, she went to her room and he went to his. She took a shower, dried herself off and put on her dressing robe. Moments later there was a knock at the door.
"Did someone call for a plumber?" Marc asked, grinning at her.
She opened her robe and gave him a sexy smile. "How would you like to check my plumbing, big boy?" she teased.
He closed the door behind him, made sure it was locked, then he stripped himself naked. She let her robe drop to the floor. They got onto the bed together, did some hot passionate necking-and then they fucked. They fucked all evening and throughout most of the night. And every day and every night after that for a whole week.
As he walked her to the departure gate where she was to board her plane, she said, T have an uneasy feeling something unexpected is going to come of this." But she didn't seem at all worried about it.
"What do you mean?" Marc asked.
"I wasn't expecting to get laid while I was here without my husband," she told him. "So I didn't bring along my birth control pills."