Chapter 11

When Roxy got home, Larry was watching the ball game on the tube.

"Hi, sweetheart," he said without looking up. "Did you have a nice lunch with Carla?"

"Yes, and I invited her for dinner tonight."

"What are you going to order?"

"Nothing," Roxy said, "she's going to cook Veal Marsala for you."

He muted the TV and looked at Roxy. "Oh, really, how did you talk her into that?"

"It wasn't hard, she-likes you. Well, that isn't entirely true. She-likes you, that part's true. Her company furloughed her Thursday for two weeks and she threw her boyfriend out that night. She's sort of down in the dumps, so I invited her to have dinner with us, and she said she would, but she wouldn't eat my cooking. Not that I blame her, I don't know how you stand it. Anyway, she said she would come over if she could do the cooking, and asked what your favorite Italian food is. There, everything all wrapped up neatly and tied with a big red bow."

"If she asked what my favorite Italian food is, she must really like me."

"She does. She'll be here about five, so you've got time to watch the rest of the game."

"What are you going to do?"

"You don't have to entertain me, darling. I'll just putter around a while, then take my bath."

She savored the excitement building between her thighs as she went to the bedroom and undressed, then got her jelly vibrator and went back to the living room. She strutted past Larry with an exaggerated swing to her ass and sat in an overstuffed chair facing him. She draped her legs over the arms of the chair and closed her eyes a moment and pictured Carla on her knees in front of her, giving her pussy a tongue bath while her darling husband stroked his hard cock and watched.

Larry looked at the electrifying sight of his wife spread wide open, holding her vibrator in one hand, and turned off the TV.

Roxy opened her eyes and looked at him, grinning mischievously as she turned the vibrator on and ran the tip over the lips of her pussy, delaying penetration, merely teasing herself for his benefit.

"This is a special treat," he said softly. "What did I do to rate it?"

"I got horny," she giggled.

Luscious throbs of pleasure began to ripple through her cunt. She gripped the vibrator with both hands and stuck the nose between the puffy lips of her snatch and sucked in a quick breath as it entered her saturated channel.

"You stay horny," he laughed.

"Ain't life grand?"

Sensuous sensations built rapidly, threatening to swamp her brain with a flood of lust. She eased the vibrator out of her cunt and looked at it. Her love oil coated about half of the tool, and she looked at her husband as she stuck her tongue out and dragged the vibrator over it.

She giggled and put the vibrator down and stared at him as she used the tips of her fingers to gently open her long, thick lips, revealing the small mouth of her cunt and the large bulge of her clitoris. She ran the ball of her thumb over the swollen button, and her ass wriggled and her hips twitched. "Oooooo, that feels good," she muttered.

"Looks pretty damn good, too," he said softly.

She picked up the vibrator, turned it on low and touched the tip to her moist slit, then eased it into her slick honey pot. The feel of the big chunk of pliable plastic sliding into her snatch gave her goose bumps. She stared at her husband with hot eyes and pushed the whole thing up her liquefied channel.

"Very sexy," Larry said softly.

His voice cut through her like a hot knife going through butter. "I feel so wanton when I fuck myself and you watch." She closed her eyes and shuddered, savoring the luxurious vibrations deep in her cunt, then opened her eyes and looked at him again. "Are you pretending that you're watching another man fuck me?"

"Psychic imp," he chuckled.

She dropped her eyes and looked at him as she tipped her cunt up so he had a clear view of the vibrator sliding in and out of her cunt, and worked it in and out slowly.

"Can you see everything?"

"Perfect," he said.

Impulsively, she pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and lifted it to her mouth. Her long pink tongue flashed out and curled around the wet, buzzing plastic and the taste of her pussy juice ignited her taste buds. She held the sensual oil on her tongue and savored the exotic flavor. A new door of licentious delight swung open, and she knew beyond doubt that she was going to lick Carla's pussy tonight. She licked the tool clean, stuck it back in her cunt, then licked it clean again.

Her raunchy experiment sparked a potent sexual craving, a desire to cum that she could no longer deny. She kept her eyes focused on her husband, eased the humming vibrator back into her cunt and pushed it all the way in. Her tight little hole stretched easily, but she felt positively stuffed. She looked down at the mouth of her cunt stretched into a tight circle around the vibrator, and thought it looked pretty damn sexy.

"Do you want me to cum."

"Does your pussy have lots of blonde hair around it?"

"It sure has a big old red jelly vibe stuck in it," she giggled.

She flexed her cunt muscles and sighed deeply as she lay back in the chair, closed her eyes and savored the sensation of the thick, buzzing plastic cylinder filling her honeyed channel. Her hole squished, her face flushed deeply and her tits jiggled as she fucked herself rapidly.

"I'm going to cum now," she said hoarsely. "It's here, darling, I'm going to cum for you!"

Her cunt throbbed and twitched tumultuously, her ass bucked and writhed as breathtaking jolts of searing bliss blasted through her loins and a tidal wave of ecstasy washed over her. Shuddering and squealing, her fun gun firing repeatedly, she bounced ecstatically in the chair as she experienced a tremendous, drawn-out climax.

She basked in the luxurious afterglow of her climax with the vibrator humming softly in her cunt, then lifted her head and looked at Larry and grinned, feeling utterly lewd and lascivious and audacious and perfectly pleased with herself.

"You're something else," he said.

"Why do you like to watch me fuck myself?"

"I like to watch a girl do anything to herself," he replied. "I like to look at girls, especially if they're naked. Females, like roses and fine wine, were put on earth for men to enjoy."

"You're a chauvinist."

"Yep, and you love that I am."

"Watch this, you marvelous man," she whispered, excitement lacing her voice. She pulled the vibrator out of her cunt, threw her legs in the air, and stuffed the slick tool in her ass-hole.

"You puts on quite a show," he said softly.

"I'm just getting started, darling." She laughed gaily, jumped out of the chair and ran out of the room with the vibrator still stuck up her ass.

Larry followed her and saw the vibrator fall out of her ass just before she went into the bedroom. He picked it up and went into the room and looked at her.

She was lying on the bed, legs spread wide, her clit caught between two fingers and her hand wiggling gently. She grinned at him and pressed her clit so tightly between her fingers that it popped out of its hood and waved at him.

He leaned over and kissed her slit tenderly, then said, "Lovely."

She giggled and used both hands to pull her gash open. "My pussy, or my bawdy show?"

"Both. You like for me to look at your pussy, don't you?"