Chapter 1
"Come on, Larry, fuck me," begged Jacqui. She pushed her long blonde hair from her eyes and sat up in bed. She clutched the sheet to her neck, then slowly lowered it to expose just the tops of her tits. The succulent white tit flesh did nothing to arouse her husband so she lowered it some more.
The coppery nubs of her breasts showed now. Both nipples were already hard and pulsing with need. She sucked in a deep breath and thrust out her boobs. She felt as if those pendulous mounds would explode. She felt as if her entire body would explode.
If only Larry would touch her! If only he would fuck her!
"I've got to get to work," he said brusquely. "I don't know why you are laying around like that," he said with some disdain. "People will talk. In bed and it's almost noon."
"It's Saturday," she said, getting mad. Jacqui let the sheet drop, exposing her sleek body. As she moved, the sheet crumpled up under her, showing her blonde snatch and the tiny dew drops that beaded there, betraying her arousal. She had gotten turned on thinking about Larry's big, long, hard cock-and now she wasn't going to get it. Not an inch of it.
"It's Saturday, so why are you going to work?" she said, her anger growing. A light flush rose on her snowy knockers and spread upward until it turned her cheeks crimson. Jacqui leaned back, tossed her long hair out of the way and thrust her hips upward. What man could miss this wanton invitation?
Her husband did.
"Got to go to work. Told you about it a couple days ago. See you at dinner." With that, Larry left their bedroom and in seconds the front door slammed. Then Jacqui heard his car engine kick over. The screech of tires on the driveway told her she was alone. Alone with her rampaging lust.
"You son of a bitch," she moaned. Jacqui reached down into the fleecy vee between her legs. Her middle finger ran up and down the juicy slit until she found her clit. Diddling herself was enough to make her even hornier. It wasn't enough to get her off.
Jacqui needed cock and lots of it. Moaning in frustration, she swung her long, shapely legs over the edge of the bed, wiggled her perky butt against the cool sheets, then stood. She stared at herself in the full-length mirror on her closet door.
"What's wrong with that?" she asked herself, wondering at Larry's reaction. When they had married, there was seldom a day they didn't fuck two or even three times. Now there wasn't anything she could do to get him between the sheets-and between her thighs.
"A knockout, a fox, a really sexy woman," she said, turning slightly and studying her figure in the mirror. Her tits swung slightly, big boobs that Larry had loved licking and sucking on. No more. She ran her hands down her trim waist. She was twenty-six and at her prime. No fat anywhere it wasn't supposed to be.
Turning slightly, she bent over so her ass showed perfectly in the mirror.
"Fuckable. That is one fuckable ass. And I'm married to an ass-hole," she said in disgust.
Jacqui grabbed sweatpants and pulled them on, not bothering with any panties. She slid into an oversized sweatshirt that hid her bountiful boobs. A quick look convinced her she was still sexy.
"Married a couple years and already cast aside. To hell with him!"
Jacqui stalked out of the house, grabbing her purse and car keys on the way. She drove her small red sports car around town, not sure where she was going, if anywhere. The feel of the powerful engine caused the car seat to vibrate under her well-padded butt. This usually made her feel good. Now it only added to her unsated desires.
She was getting hornier by the minute and was going to go crazy if she didn't get some cock. Jacqui loved the feel of the wind whipping past her blonde hair, but it was a poor substitute for pecker. Her china-blue eyes filled with tears as she realized there wasn't much chance she was going to get the ultimate release of sex from her husband any time soon.
Hardly knowing what she did, she pulled into the parking lot of a movie theater. She slammed her car door, stalked over and shoved a ten-dollar bill toward the ticket clerk.
"Which movie?" came the question. "Doesn't matter. Whatever's getting ready to start."
She got change and a ticket to a movie she had never heard of. It didn't matter. All she wanted was to sit in the dark and feel sorry for herself. Having a movie flickering on the screen merely gave her a reason to be here with her own misery.
Jacqui dropped into a seat and slumped down, staring at the screen and the coming attractions showing.
"Coming attractions," she grumbled. "Everything's cumming but me!"
"Would you like some?" came a soft voice.
"What?" She sat up and looked around. A man had settled into a seat two down the row from her.
"Popcorn," he said, holding out a small bag. Jacqui looked from the popcorn to the man, then sat up straighter and looked around the theater. They were alone.
Alone and she was horny. And from the way he stared at her, he was horny, too.
"I want more than lousy popcorn," she said, slipping over two seats so she sat beside him. She glanced down at his crotch and saw the huge bulge tenting his pants. Jacqui licked her lips, wondering if she ought to do this. He took the initiative and convinced her when he reached over and ran his hand along the inside of her thigh, spreading her legs apart.
Her sweatpants at her crotch were already wet with oily lubricants leaking from her hungry cunt. Jacqui moaned softly as the man's hand moved up and cupped her snatch.
"So good," she sighed, "but I want more there."
"More than this?" he asked. She gasped when his finger pressed hard against her gash. He began rubbing her most intimate flesh through the cotton pants. She was sobbing and thrashing around on the seat by the time he worked down her pants, exposing her blonde cooze to his lustful gaze.
"You came stripped for action, didn't you?"
"Your lucky day," Jacqui said. "Now make it mine, too!"
With his free hand, he pulled down the tab on his zipper. The metallic hiss was drowned out by the start of the movie, but Jacqui never looked at the screen. Her blue eyes fixed on the pleasure probe jutting up from the man's pants. She had seen big peckers in her day, but never one this size!
"It's enormous!" she said huskily.
"Too big for you? You feel really tight."
"Not that big," she assured him. Swinging around in the seat, getting her knees up and mooning anyone who happened along, she bent low and caught the tip of his dick between her lips.
Her tongue flicked back and forth rapidly, teasing and tormenting and stimulating as much as she could. She found the tiny flap of sensitive flesh just under the cock's head and drew her oral organ over this spot repeatedly.
"Making me want to cum too soon," the man said, lifting off the seat. "You really know how to give head."
"You haven't seen-or felt-anything yet," she promised.
The blonde tossed her head to get her long mane away from the man's crotch. She wanted nothing between her mouth and his tasty pillar of cock flesh.
Her tongue danced all over the tip, sliding and slipping and stroking. Then she bobbed up and down, taking the head into her mouth where she could suck. Jacqui's cheeks went hollow as she applied suction, trying to draw his balls up the entire length of his pussy pleaser.
"Oh, baby, you know how to give a guy a blow job. This is the best head I've ever had!"
"There's more," she said, then dived back to sucking and licking his fleshy pillar of man meat. The blonde's red lips bobbed up and down the cock, but she could not take him deep enough into her mouth to really get too excited. She loved the taste of his flesh, but the blonde wanted more.
With her ass waggling around in the air, she knew what more she wanted. She wanted to feel his pecker sliding past her mounds of ass flesh, sliding along her gash and then driving deep and fast and oh-so-hard into her cunt.
She wanted a man fucking her!
"No, wait, don't stop sucking. I love the way your mouth feels all over my boner."
"Then you'll love it when I really kiss you. With these lips!"
Jacqui dropped to the seat, half-stood and edged along to block the man's view of the screen. Then, holding the seat in front of them, she lowered her ass onto his lap-and onto his erection.
The sultry blonde gasped when her ass brushed against the hard, spit-slickened length of the man's cock. Wiggling around, she lowered herself even more. The heavy cylinder of prick pushed apart her ass cheeks. Squeezing with her muscles, she clamped her buttocks on either side of the man's throbbing cock.
"You're doing it to me too fast," he protested. "I want to fuck you all day long. You're robbing me of my control."
"Quit complaining," Jacqui said. "Lean back and enjoy what I'm going to do to you."
Lowering her butt even more, she positioned herself so his cock rested in the furry crack between her cunt lips. Bouncing up and down, Jacqui fucked herself with his cock, her blue-tinged pussy lips quivering from the contact with so much cock. He was big. Big!
As she rearranged herself, her slender legs split wide so she could settle down on his lap, the horny woman learned exactly how massive he really was. She lowered herself down, reached between her legs and guided the fleshy log directly into her pussy.
"So big!" she cried. He filled her to overflowing. Deep within her cunt she felt his potent cock pulsing slowly as his desire mounted.
Reaching down, Jacqui stroked over his hairy balls. Every time she touched the sac holding his tumbling nuts, she felt his already thick cock expand even more within her pussy.
"You're really stretching me. You're huge!" she sobbed out.
"No, no," he countered. "You're tight. So fucking tight all around my cock! You're crushing me flat, and we're not even fucking yet!"
He reached up under her loose sweatshirt so his hands could touch naked flesh. He stroked and moved his palms against her belly, then worked his way up until he cupped both her breasts. Pressing down hard, he mashed down on her bounteous titties. She was more than a handful, but the man had huge hands.
And that wasn't all that was huge about him. She gripped the arms of the seat on either side, lifted and let him slip wetly from her pussy until only the thick purpled head of his pecker remained inside her.
Then she dropped down, taking him hard and fast. The friction burned the entire length of her cunt. All he had to do was sit and enjoy while she fucked herself. She had been horny. Now her pussy was ablaze. And the way to stoke her inner fires was hers for the taking.
Up and down, faster and faster she fucked herself on his cock. The carnal friction mounted and spread like wildfire throughout her belly. She loved the way his hands crushed into her boobs and his fingers tweaked her lust-hardened nipples. His hot breath gusted on her spine and his gasping convinced her he was enjoying this as much as she was.
This set her to fucking herself even harder. Jacqui had to lean forward, her hands on the seat back in front of her. Feet on the floor, hands on the seat, she had all the leverage she needed for all-out fucking.
His cock flew so fast in and out of her pussy, a lewd sucking sound dueled with the sound on the movie.
"Yes, yes, this is what I need. Your cock," she gasped out. "I love it. So big, so fucking big!"
He assured her with the way he squeezed her tits that he felt the same way. He could not move in the narrow seat. All he had to do was keep his hard-on and let her fuck.
"Yes, yes, yes," she panted, fucking herself even faster. The thick pecker spread her in delightful ways. The heat from his cockhead dragging along her cunt walls set her belly on fire, a slow fire that spread throughout her body.
"Don't stop now. I feel like a volcano waiting to erupt," he said. His right hand left its post at her tit and moved down sensuously, caressing her heaving belly and them pressing into the damp bush nestled between her slender thighs.
Jacqui thought she had reached the limits of her excitement. The man pushed her to new levels as he diddled her. His finger flicked lightly over her clit. Every touch on her go-button sent a sharp spike of sexual flame into her.
Somehow, she fell into an easy rhythm of fucking herself that he matched with his fingering her clit. She panted and moaned and knew it wasn't going to be much longer before she got off. Her eyes were blurry from the hard fucking, but she stared at the screen, wondering vaguely what movie she had come to see.
Whatever it was, the real show was going on between her legs. The hot dick filled her to overflowing and turned her into a quivering, sobbing, raw nerve ending.
She reached past his fingers pressing into her cunt lips, diddling her clitoris, touching her in all the ways that added to her arousal. She reached past and stroked over the tight, hairy bag of his balls. Inside, she felt the pressure mounting as his balls threatened to cause an immediate eruption.
"Too much. Too much," he cried.
And it was for her, too, when she felt his already immense cock expand even more. He was tremendous and she loved it!
Everything came together all at once for Jacqui. Tossing her head, snapping her long blonde hair like a whip, she rode the desires splitting her apart. His fingers were on her cunt lips and clit. The other hand stroked over her tits, squashing down hard on her boobies. But it was the way his cock reamed her out that pushed her over the edge.
Jacqui came. Hard. Repeatedly. She felt like a string of firecrackers going off. And then she had an even bigger orgasm when the man's pecker hidden away inside her pussy erupted, spilling out its creamy load.
She gasped and moaned and then sighed, sinking down onto his lap. She felt the hot, hard cock within her cooze melting away.
"This is what I call a real matinee," she said.
"How about a double feature?" the man asked.
Jacqui didn't have to think about it long-and it didn't take the man long to start the second feature running.