Chapter 1
"Good meal, as usual, Sunshine," Jack said as he crossed his knife and fork on his plate. "The kids took off in a hurry."
"Corky has a date, and Johnny said he was going to the movie," Laura replied. "Let's take our coffee into the living room where we can be more comfortable."
They sat on the couch and he put his arm around her shoulders. "You seem preoccupied tonight, Sunshine," he said. "Want to talk about it?"
"Corky was accepted to Colorado State. She got her letter today."
"Well, I don't see any problem. She qualified for a partial scholarship. We can easily make up the rest of the cost. Most of the money we've made the past three years supplying fresh vegetables to the upscale restaurants in Denver has gone into savings. Even if we lose the contracts, we'll be okay."
"Not bad for a couple of old hippies," she said. "Ex-hippies, Sunshine, not old."
"Sometimes, I feel old. We're working too hard and not playing enough. Johnny has his degree now. We ought to turn more of the day to day operation over to him and take more time for ourselves."
"Remembering your wild hippie days? Or don't I keep you satisfied? Or both?"
He leaned closer and she turned her mouth up for his kiss. She felt her insides go fluid and warm. Her lips tingled against his and her tits swelled. She felt a loosening in her pussy, a quickening that rippled along her sheath and into her womb.
She broke the kiss and kissed the tip of his nose. "You keep me well-satisfied, darling," she said softly. "I guess I've just got an itch."
"Between your thighs," he chuckled.
"I've been thinking about watching you fucking with another woman lately."
"We haven't talked about that in a long time."
"We never did anything but talk," she replied. "Maybe it's time we acted. If we do, I don't know if I would want her to be a stranger or a good friend."
"If your sister doesn't stop coming on to me, it might be out of your hands."
"Yeah, well, Helen hasn't had an easy time since she and Frank became our neighbors. He couldn't raise a hard-on in a whore house, let alone crops. He kept his job in Denver, and he spends most of his time there. She's about to go stir crazy. I try, but there's only so much I can do to help her."
"Are you suggesting that I step in and help her out?"
"I don't know. I would have to think about it. Sharing you with my sister might inhibit me."
"About the only thing that could," he laughed.
"Could you watch me fuck with another man?"
"Yes, if we choose carefully. I don't want some yahoo who would make a nuisance of himself."
"Neither would I." She opened the top of her dress and pulled his head down. "This conversation is making me horny."
He snuggled in the crook of her left arm. She cupped her left tit and held it out to his mouth. His tongue flicked over her hardening nipple, then he engulfed it with his lips and sucked hard. A contented sigh gurgled up from his chest and through his mouth. She felt it in her growing tit tip.
"My clit is tingling," she whispered. "You know that my nipples are connected directly to my clit. You like to suck my tit, don't you, baby?"
"Uh-hummm," he answered. He put his hand on top of hers to hold her tit in his mouth.
She stroked his head tenderly. "You do such wonderful things to my tits and my clit with your mouth, baby."
He closed his eyes and lost himself in the delightful sensation of sucking her tit. She opened his zipper and stuck her hand inside his pants. She captured his already stiffening cock and squeezed it. She tugged it out where she could wrap her fist around it. Her husband had a really fine nine inch cock, much thicker and longer than average. It filled her pussy to perfection.
"Suck my big tit, baby," she crooned. His cock grew by leaps and bounds as she pulled on it. "I know how you like to suck my tits, baby. Don't worry about anything. Just relax and suck on my sugar tit."
She released his cock and kept her tit in his mouth as she undressed. She threw her clothes in every direction as she took them off. When she was naked, she undressed him. Her hand returned to his hot, turgid cock and stroked it slowly. She ran the tips of her fingers lightly over his balls and the bare knob at the end of his shaft.
She looked down at her tits, at how eagerly he sucked. "Don't neglect the other one, baby." She pulled him away from her left tit and aimed his mouth at the right one. "Give them equal attention."
She jerked his dick slowly as he kissed her tit. Her nipples were very dark and, when they got excited they got even darker, even bigger. She watched as he licked the right nipple, then vacuumed the thick nub between his lips.
She jerked his cock a little faster, a little harder. He arched his pelvis and wiggled his hips. Her hand glided quickly, smoothly along his rigid shaft as he consumed her nipple. His sucking mouth thrilled her to the core. She felt her pussy getting wetter and more aroused. Thoughts played through her mind, images of wild acts she wanted to try, talents she wanted to acquire.
She wondered how a nipple swelling in her mouth would feel. She liked her big tits at least as much as he did. Maybe even more. She could get her own nipple between her lips. She was sure that she didn't feel exactly what she would if she sucked another woman's tits.
She also wondered how another pussy tasted. She knew what her own pussy tasted like. That was easy to find out. She had only to wet her fingers in it and then stick them in her mouth. She also got some of the taste when she sucked Jack's cock after it had been in her pussy. She especially liked to lick his long shaft clean after he shot her pussy full of spunky cream, then sloshed around in it.
She stroked his cock faster, and he bucked faster. The harder he bucked, the harder he sucked her tit. He mashed his mouth into her resilient tit mound and cum squirted out of his cock. She covered the tip of his cock with the creamy goo. He writhed crazily as she drained every drop out of him. She hung onto his cock until it lost its firmness, then rolled it against his belly.
"Oh, baby!" he wheezed. "That was so good."
"Ummmmmm, I get all goosey when I jack you off and you suck my tits." Covertly, she stuck her hand between her legs and wiped her cum-laden palm over her pussy. "One good turn deserves another," she whispered. "Lick my pussy. I want to cum too."
He rolled off the couch onto his knees, with his head between her stately thighs. Thinking about what she did with her hand almost made her cum before he got his tongue in her pussy. She did start seconds after the tip of his tongue touched her clit. He had to hang onto her hips to keep her from climbing the back of the couch and getting away from him.
She sprawled on the couch with her legs wide open, breathing deeply as the last tremors rippled through her. "Well, now that we've got that out of the way, we can take our time and talk. "What kind of men do you fantasize about being with us? Strangers? Friends?"
He turned around and sat with his back against the couch. He pulled her legs over his shoulders and pressed her thighs to his head. "Haven't thought that far. If you're serious, I'm sure we can find someone."
"I'm very serious, darling."
"No falling in love," he said firmly. "The men can fall in love with you-they wouldn't be able to help it anyway-but you can't fall in love with them." He turned around, got on his knees, and kissed her.
She broke the kiss and whispered, "Let's go to bed. I don't want the kids to come home unexpectedly and interrupt us."
He stood, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He didn't care where they fucked. He would fuck her on the roof if they could figure out a way to keep from falling off.
He put her on her feet and she looked at his prick. It looked like an iron bar, alive and throbbing. It pleased her that she could still have such an effect on him. She straddled his rod and held it between her smooth thighs. She cuddled against him and shivered when he caressed her naked back. She got on the bed and spread out. She spread her legs so he could see her pussy, and crooked her finger at him.
He got on the bed and bent over her. She reached up and held him around the neck and helped him settle into her saddle. She opened wide for him and felt him dip the head of his cock in her gap.
He teased her with his prong for a long time, running the tip through the folds of her cunt until they were slick and twitching. She took hold of his shaft and rubbed his soft, crimson knob over her clitoris, teasing herself and gasping with pleasure.
He smiled down at her and kissed her lips, then both of her nipples, and her mouth again. Their tongues played together as he lowered his hips slowly. Abruptly, she rolled him onto his back and straddled his hips.
"Who are these men I can't fall in love with?" she asked. She planted a lingering kiss on his nipple. She swirled her tongue slowly over and around the tender button of puckered flesh before biting down ever so gently.
"No one I really know," he said.
He winced as she bit harder, playfully tugging at his nipple with her teeth. She kissed his other nipple, leaving the crimson imprint of her lips surrounding it.
"What do you think about me doing with another man?"
He caressed the silky cheeks of her ass and let his fingers drift down her warm crack. "You're getting off on this, aren't you?"
"I'm just curious," she said with a mischievous grin, parting her legs. "What did you fantasize about us doing? Where were we? Where were you? Tell me everything."
"I had this crazy little scenario all worked up about you meeting at a motel, one with those big windows that face the parking lot." He stroked her plump lower lips until they were slick with her musky juice. "You would leave the drapes open. I would wait in the car and watch it all through the window."
"What did you fantasize about seeing?" she said, urging him on. "I want all the juicy details."
"Sometimes, I imagine you sitting on the couch with your skirt up to your waist and the man on his knees between your legs. Sometimes I see him sitting on the couch with you kneeling between his legs. His eyes are closed and his fingers are in your hair."
She trailed wet kisses down his chest and belly.
"What was I doing on my knees in front of him?" she said. "Was I doing this?" She kissed the spongy tip of his cock, tracing the tip of her tongue over and around the head.
"Oh, yes," he said softly. He tangled his fingers in her hair and closed his eyes as she took him into her mouth. "You always do that in my fantasies."
She slid slowly up and down his thick organ, licking and sucking. He tensed as his climax neared. She pulled off of him and tortuously scraped her teeth along his shaft.
She sat up and rubbed her slippery slit on his belly and squeezed him with her warm, smooth thighs. "And while we were fucking, what were you doing? Were you just sitting there in the car, calmly watching it all?"
He nodded, grinning sheepishly.
"What were you feeling? Were you jealous? Angry? Hurt?"
"They are just fantasies," he said. "I try not to think about those things-just how sexy it is."
Leaning forward, she kissed him and snaked her tongue into his mouth. "Would you really like to watch me fuck another man this way?" she whispered. "Or do you want it to stay a fantasy? Could you handle it if it was for real?"
His tongue touched hers. Her heavy tits settled into his hands. He captured her hard strawberry-pink nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching and pulling and twisting.
"I would love to see you doing this with someone else," he said quietly.
She fell to the side and her legs automatically sprang open. She spread her cunt wide, the anticipation building as she waited eagerly for his penetration. She wanted him in her so badly, she was barely able to wait.
"Fuck me, darling!" she whispered excitedly.
He got on his knees and aimed his prick at her gash. She let out a small crying sigh when the head of his cock entered her. He went in easily, slowly, as if his prick was swimming in oil.
"God, Sunshine, your cunt is as tight as the first time I fucked you," he grunted.
He slid his cock in and out of her hot body, fucking her gently, slowly, tenderly, with not a hint of the savage eagerness he felt.
"You say the sweetest things," she whispered. "I think your cock is bigger. Must be all the exercise it gets."
She let him take over and built their passion slowly, climbing toward the peak inch by delightful inch. She writhed and twisted, unable to keep her movements slow and simple. She could tell herself that she would go slow and savor everything, then as soon as she got his cock in her, she lost control and went wild.
"Let's turn over!" she panted. "I want to fuck you!"
He surprised her by withdrawing first. He lay on his back and pulled her over him. She straddled him and tried to get her cunt on his cock. He pulled her up his body, denying her. His stiff rod stuck up between the cheeks of her ass as he dipped his fingers into her snatch. His fingers teased up and down her hairy seam as he kissed her nipples.