Chapter 13
Susan turned toward David, put one knee on the seat and settled back against the car door. She pulled the front of her skirt around her waist and touched her pussy.
"You don't mind if I play with my pussy, do you, darling?"
"Does Marsha have a bunch of pods in her back yard? I think aliens from the planet Sex have landed and replaced my wife with a clone."
"Could be. You'll find out how well they programmed the clone when we get home," she teased, smiling seductively. "I just want to get my pussy nice and juicy so you can fuck me when we get home."
"That's like pouring a box of salt in the ocean to make it saltier. When I put my finger in you in the restaurant, you were wet enough to drown a fish. And so damn slick I thought I had put my finger in a bottle of warm oil by mistake."
"I'll give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation if you drown," she said teasingly. "Take your cock out and let me look at it while I rub my clit."
"I can't open the zipper with one hand."
She unzipped his pants and hauled out his cock. She gave the head a quick kiss, then sat back and began to tease her clit again.
"Are you going to cum?"
"Do you want me to?" she asked, her voice full of hope and excitement. "Would you like to watch me jack off?"
"Yes."
"Okay, but not in the car. You might pay more attention to me than your driving and run into something. I'll do it for you when we get home."
They left the car sitting in the driveway and rushed into the house, David's cock still outside his pants, waving in the wind. Inside the house, he grabbed her and kicked the door shut with one foot. Sweeping her off her feet, he carried her into the living room and put her on the couch.
She swung her left leg up on the couch and turned to face him. She pulled her loose peasant blouse down to her waist, baring her tits, and flipped her skirt up.
"You sit at the end of the couch and I'll sit here facing you so you have a good view," she said.
"Your pussy is so pretty," he said, his voice husky and strained with emotion.
She captured her clit between the index and second finger of her left hand, pressed down hard and made the large stud stand way out. She looked at her pussy and sighed as she ran the tip of her right middle finger over love button.
"My clit is pretty big, isn't it?" She looked at him and smiled. "Do you like it?"
"Yes. It's very big and I like it a lot. I like everything about you."
She dipped her finger into her hole to wet it, then began to slide it slowly up and down her gash. "I'm glad I please you. I really want to, you know. I love you so very much."
"I love you, baby. I haven't told you as often as I should. I'll try to do better in the future."
Susan continued to hold her clit tightly and put the tip of her finger right on top of it. "I've never held my clit this way and jacked off," she said softly. "Don't usually play around much. I just use one finger and get right to it."
"Do you jack off very often?"
She began to frig her clit a little faster. "Well, I don't know what you mean by often, but I do it two or three times a week, I guess. During the day, when I think about you and can't wait until you get home. I like to cum."
"Well, I thought you did, but I wasn't sure. I'm beginning to think there's a lot about you I don't know."
"I didn't know much about myself until recently. Being away from you gave me a chance to find out who I really am. I really missed you, though."
"Probably about half as much as I missed you," he said.
"Well, now we're back together again and things are going to be different. I'm sorry I've never jacked off for you. You never asked me, and I was too inhibited to do it on my own. I must look so lewd sitting this way, playing with my pussy. But I like it."
"So do I. Your posture is very sexy, not lewd."
"I'd better slow down or I'll cum before we finish this conversation. And we've got to finish it now, before I lose my nerve." Reluctantly, she slowed the pace of her finger. "Do you still want to watch another man fuck me, darling?"
He knew the moment of truth had arrived. She had chosen the moment well. If she said she wouldn't let him watch another man fuck her, he couldn't complain. Not too much, anyway. He still had her and her attitude had surely changed.
"Yes," he answered softly, hoping her wasn't giving the wrong reply.
"Okay," she said cheerfully.
"Why the sudden change in attitude?"
"The way we fuck is boring. Probably for you as much as for me. Maybe if I fuck another man for you, it will get better. Love doesn't conquer, but, as Mother reminded me, we can work out any problem if we try. So, you owe my change of attitude to her as much as to me."
"Marsha?" he said, quite clearly flabbergasted by the notion that his mother-in-law even knew about his out-of-the-ordinary request, let alone that she would help carry it out. "God, baby, why did you bring her into this? What did you tell her?"
"Mother isn't the woman you think she is, darling. She isn't a meddling old witch who is going to interfere in our lives. She-likes you a lot, you know. She wants us to stay together and be happy"
"No, I didn't know."
"You never gave her a chance. Maybe that's partly my fault. Anyway, as long as you don't hurt me, mentally or physically, I'll do most anything you ask. At least once. Including letting another man fuck me while you watch. But I choose the man. Someone neither of us knows. Mother said she can help me arrange it. She'll go out for the evening and we can use her bedroom."
"Your mother seems to come up at every turn. How the hell can she help?
"Her friend Ingrid has a brother, Arne. Mother says he's a blond hunk. She also says he's a good lover and very discreet. You must agree to one condition, though."
"Oh? Are you going to insist that I take the promotion and move here?" His heart sank. He expected to give her something in return-he didn't know what-but he didn't like blackmail.
"No," she said. "I think that will work out to everyone's satisfaction. I won't fuck Arne, or any man, while you watch if you're going to criticize me for anything I do." She intentionally did not say she wouldn't fuck other men. She would. She simply wouldn't do it in front of David. "Arne and I must have the freedom to get on the bed and go after each other for all we're worth without worrying about upsetting you. If I do something with him I haven't done with you, and you want me to do it with you, just say so. And no bitching or recriminations later, either, if you don't like watching me fuck another man. Just say so and leave it at that."
"All right," he said, excited by the prospect of watching her get it on with another man. Once she did, he could then ask for what he really wanted. "That sounds reasonable."
"Ingrid is a photographer. She'll videotape the encounter so you have a memento, something you can watch over and over and relive the occasion."
"A sister taping her brother fucking another woman," David mused. "This is getting kinkier by the moment."
"Almost as kinky as letting you watch another man fuck me, darling," she reminded him teasingly.
"You have a point," he agreed. "If Ingrid is going to videotape it, does that mean you'll do it only once?"
"No. I'll do it as often as you want. I just thought you might want to preserve the first time for posterity." She began to shiver and strum her clit faster. "Now, darling, I've got to cum! I can't hold it back any longer."
"God, you are gorgeous," he said huskily.
Susan threw her head back, closed her eyes, and began to vibrate all over, so hard her ass bounced up and down. Her finger became a blur as she agitated her clit swiftly. A vivid, full-color picture of Arne fucking her while her husband watched and stroked his cock flashed through her mind and she went off with a bang. And a raucous wail of utter delight.
Before her climax waned, she lifted her head and whispered, "Eat me, darling!"
He slid off the couch, twisted her around and went to his knees in front of her. He put her legs over his shoulders and made a dive for her pussy. Susan parted her thighs wider and shivered with anticipation. She twined her fingers in his hair, nudged her ass forward, and tried to wrap her pussy around his face.
The piercing stab of his tongue made her cry out and a fierce thrill stung her cunt as he assaulted her with his brusque, overeager lips and tongue. She closed her trembling thighs on his cheeks and dug the pointy heels of her sandals into the couch, moaning out loud as his impassioned kisses shattered her senses.
The fiery sensations in her cunt became almost more than she could bear. Her loins began to quake. She hunched her ass frantically, reaching the pinnacle again in less than a minute beneath his zealous, insatiable mouth. She succumbed to the vortex of ecstasy, writhing and quivering and screaming as her body bucked in chaotic jerks.
She cried out once again, louder this time, when he held fast to her jittery buttocks and began to fuck her sopping snatch with his full tongue. He moved the tip back up to her clit and searing stabs of liquid fire lanced through her cunt. She came again, then wrenched free with a gasp of relief.
She stood up on the couch and began stripping. "Get naked, darling," she whispered.
He stood and began tearing at his clothes. They flew in all directions as he ripped them off and tossed them aside. His eyes burned with lust as he watched her wriggle out of her blouse and skirt. His horny gaze devoured her lush nakedness, sweeping from her lofty, creamy tits to the sensual curve of her hips, across the flat plane of her belly, her lavish red bush, then to her impeccable, well-shaped thighs. The garter belt, hose and high-heeled sandals seemed to accentuate her nudity.
Susan stepped off the couch and grasped his prick in one hand. "Magnificent," she murmured.
She threw her left arm around his neck and ground her luxurious, hot body against him, gasping with delight as his rod singed her hand. She teased him for a minute, biting his lips, licking his face, slithering her tongue into his ear and squirming her velvety tits against him.
Then she sank quickly to her knees and cuddled his cock in her hands, fondling the fleshy length in her palms before she seized his shaft with her lips. She goaded his ardor with tantalizing kisses and licks and sucks until she felt his cock begin to throb hard. She released him and stood. He hugged her and ran his hands over the silky flesh of her shapely ass.
"Fuck me, darling," she whispered breathlessly, deeply aroused, anxious to feel his thick, pulsing prick probing her wet slit, knowing he could give her a long series of orgasms. "I need your cock so badly."