Chapter 11

Ted never should have listened to his ex-wife. The evening had been a disaster. Her idea of having an evening out with the engaged couple seemed innocent enough, but he-of all people-should have known better than to trust her. Her intentions all evening had been thinly veiled, and now, with them sitting directly across from Kevin and Leena, her flirting looks at the rich, handsome, engaged bachelor were impossible to ignore.

Only the rich bachelor himself seemed to be ignorant of her intentions. He was obviously too enthralled with her to notice much of anything else.

Leena stared across the table, piercing Ted with an accusing glare. He shrugged and nodded toward Mandy, trying to put the blame where it belonged.

"Kevin, darling," Mandy said sympathetically, "you look bored."

"Tame your heels," Ted said under his breath. "Leena's taking care of him."

"Not very well, I'd say," her tinkling laughter mocking the strained atmosphere at the table.

"Kevin enjoys intellectual stimulation," Leena said defensively.

"Nonsense. Men like to have their senses stimulated. It's called the mating instinct, darling. Perhaps I can help you."

"How," asked Leena, eyeing her with the same attention she would give to a rattling snake.

"Why don't I relieve you of the responsibility for an evening?" She gave the enamored bachelor a teasing look. "Would you like for me to entertain you for a while, Kevin, darling?"

"Well, I, ah-"

"We could swap partners," the woman said, her gaze hardening as she looked at Leena.

Leena's heart fluttered and she reddened slightly as she glanced over at Ted, who had apparently been caught off guard, too, by the suggestion. "I suppose that would have to be up to Kevin," she replied cautiously.

"Come along," Mandy said, snapping her fingers as she reached across the table for the bewildered man's hand. "Let's dance."

Ted and Leena followed their lead, and he held her close at the edge of the dance floor, doing a slow step that was completely out of pace with the other dancing couples.

"What's going on?" Leena asked.

"The bitch has her eyes on your fianc'," she said angrily. "She's trying to seduce him."

"Oh."

"You don't mind?"

"I suppose I should," she said, happy to be snug in the arms of the man she was with. "But Kevin's free to do as he pleases."

"And so are you?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye.

"So am I...and right now, I would like very much to go home with you."

"Why?" he teased.

"Because I want you to fuck me."

"You don't mind if my ex-wife fucks your fianc'?"

"Not in the least."

"Then I don't see any problem," he said, glancing over her shoulder and watching their partners already heading for the door.

It had been a while since she had been in Ted's apartment. Too long. For a while-for almost a month-Ted's place had been almost like a second home to her. But for the past few weeks, since she had first let him fuck her, Kevin had almost camped out on her doorstep. She had never met a man who had been turned on to cunt so. It was almost an obsession with him.

She couldn't wait until she was married. Once she had him safely snared, she could take a lover. And he could chase after every round-heeled piece of pussy he saw. She simply didn't care anymore. The man she cared about stood before her now.

"You don't love Kevin, do you?" he asked, as if he were reading her mind.

"No. Not any longer."

"Why? Because of us? Me?"

"No. It passed before you came along."

"Leaving you ripe and ready?" He chuckled.

"Maybe."

"Would you marry me if he broke your engagement."

"Yes."

"I don't have any money."

"That matters to my parents. Not me."

"Why don't you break the engagement?"

"I can't. It has nothing to do with love-it's a family thing."

"Would you, if I asked you?" he said, staring at her intently.

"If you asked me...I would do anything."

"Then take off your clothes," he said, licking his lips as his gaze ran up and down her body. His eyes lingered over the big, thrusting mounds of her tits, then moved down to peer at her dimpled knees, framed by the edge of her short skirt. "I can't wait to crawl between those legs. I want to fuck you."

The thick bulge in his trousers had already told her that much, and she was as eager as he was to have that big, meaty cock out and thrusting inside her pussy.

"Kiss me first."

He pulled her to him and pressed his mouth firmly to hers.

"Mmmmm...lie to me...tell me you love me."

"Maybe it wouldn't be a lie."

His words thrilled her, and she slipped her tongue into his mouth, sliding it over the top of his. They tongue-kissed, their bodies conveying their emotions more strongly than words.

The arousal was deliciously slow, but insistent, growing as they pressed tightly together. She squirmed, deliberately rubbing her big tits into his muscular chest

He began to unbutton her blouse.

When they were naked, she turned to him and asked, "Shall we go into the bedroom?"

"No. Right here, on the floor."

His kinky proposal sent a quiver of excitement racing through her. "We'll stain the carpet," she said.

"It's a man's apartment," he countered. "The rug is supposed to be dirty."

She watched the movement of his cock as he settled beside her on the floor, right next to the couch. Its bouncing was a distraction from the flexing of his chest muscles and the rippling of his washboard-flat belly with the deep, dark pit of his masculine navel-that part of him that always seemed to collect a little piece of cottony fluff that she just loved to lick away with the tip of her tongue.

"Your cock is bigger than Kevin's," she said as she reached out to give his swollen prick a squeeze, hoping that he didn't mind the comparison.

"And your pussy is more lovely than Mandy's," he said, returning the compliment in like fashion. He ran his hands over her tits and down to her cunt.

"I love the way it squeezes my prick."

"She looks like she would be a real sexy woman with her clothes off."

"She is."

"And I'll bet she's a good fuck."

"That, too."

"Do you fuck her...regularly?"

"Every couple of weeks." He looked into her eyes, his expression serious. "And I plan to continue doing it, as long as she lets me."

"What if you...get married again?"

"I'd never marry anyone who didn't allow me that freedom." He sat up and ran his hands through his hair. She recognized a nervousness about him as he reached into his heart in an effort to explain himself to her. "The failure of my marriage has shown me that love and sex don't necessarily go hand and hand. There's no reason you can't enjoy a game of tennis with a neighbor's wife with no strings attached-so why not a good, rollicking round in bed?"

"Sort of like us," she said quietly. "No strings attached."

"Sort of like us," he affirmed. "The thought horrifies your little Puritan soul doesn't it?"

"It doesn't shock me at all. And as for my little Puritan soul, some big lunk has trampled all over it and changed it. I wouldn't mind that arrangement at all-as long as I had the same privileges. And as long as my husband told me all about his adventures and brought home all the neat tricks he learned from his sexy tennis partners and showed them to me."

Ted laughed and pulled the naked woman into his lap. "God, Leena! You're too much!"

He caught her tit in his palm as she ran her fingers through his chest hair and applied wet kisses to his broad shoulders.

"You love me, Leena," he said quietly. "Don't you?"

"Yes, I do," she said, feeling more at ease now that she had finally admitted aloud the emotions that had been filling her with guilt for so long. "And now, would you quit talking so much, darling," she said, her tits trembling in his hands, "and fuck the sweet bejesus out of me?"

He grinned at her. "You want me to show you some of the new tricks I learned?"

"From that man-stealing bitch of your ex-wife?"

"From her mother."

"Oh, God!" Her hand was fondling his hard cock, feeling its strong pulse. "You've fucked her, too?"

He muttered an affirmative, letting her hold onto his prick while he twisted and spread her legs wide.

While she stroked his meaty hardness, he worked a pair of fingers deep into her cunt.

"You're a nasty man," she said, groaning with delight as he finger-fucked her wet pussy. "You're a mother-fucker."

"I ought to wash out your mouth with cum for using that filthy word."

"Why don't you just do that!" she challenged.

"Don't worry." He chuckled. "I will."

The juices were streaming from Leena's cunthole, encouraged by Ted's jerking fingers. The wet sounds were exciting, and the woman's fingers tightened around her lover's big cock. It pulsed warmly in her palm and her pussy responded with exciting little twitches of its own.

Ted's head moved down to her breasts, and he rubbed his cheeks against the fleshy mounds. He licked and sucked her nipples until they were bursting with excitement.

She squirmed restlessly, her arousal almost complete as she reacted strongly to double stimulation. And his cock was hard with a copious flow of juices seeping from its weeping eye.

"I want to suck it," she whispered harshly and moaned as she twisted over his body to get closer to his love pole.

"Sure, baby," he responded hoarsely. "Suck it."

She marveled at the strength of the stiff staff in her hand as she eyed it, moving her mouth close and blowing a hot breath of air across it that made the tip twitch. She kissed it and licked the cap until it was shiny with saliva.

Her tight fist worked the lower half while her lips opened to draw in the top part. She sucked gently, thrilling as her cheeks hollowed around the thick length of man meat that filled her mouth.

He groaned and pushed upward, driving his prick tip against the back of her throat.

"Mmmmmfff!"

She kept her mouth tight on his cock while Ted pulled her hips toward her face. Her thrill intensified when she felt the warm lash of his tongue against her cunt lips. He licked her gap thoroughly before pushing into her yearning hole. She tensed when his tongue swirled around her clit.

Her head spun. She was lost in the sensations as they lifted each other to the peak of excitement with their mouths and tongues. With a sudden shout, he pulled away from her legs and withdrew his cock from her mouth. He twisted onto his back with his legs splayed and his cock thrusting toward the ceiling.

"Do me!" he exclaimed. "Climb on, baby, and fuck your heart out."

His demands thrilled her. She straddled his thighs facing him and moved close to his prick. Her hands clutched it, stroked it, and held it in position as she rose on her knees above it. Then her cunt lips were wiggling around its fat head and they swallowed the throbbing stiffness as she settled back down on his lap.

"Ohhh, baby!" Ted gasped, and his hips tried to follow as she rose upward again. He reached out to grasp her tits and squeeze the soft flesh. "You're so fucking good!"

"Even better than your ex-wife's mother?" she teased, her flexing thighs establishing a steady rhythm.

"Even better than anybody!"

"Hmm," she purred. She liked the sound of that. And she liked the feel of his hands fondling her tits while she fucked his big pole.

Their sexy banter turned into grunts and groans as she continued sliding up and down his slick fuck pole. She sawed up and down and twisted around it while his breathing changed to ragged gasps.

"Oooohhhhh, baby!" he shouted, bucking his hips against her strokes. "I'm going to do it! I'm going to come!"

"Yes!" she cried. "Come!"

An instant later, Leena felt his cock swell in her pussy. It recoiled, then stretched forward, releasing a blast of cum that warmed her womb. Her pussy responded with a spasm of its own, convulsing around the spouting prick, trying to clutch it tightly. Her body echoed his orgasm, and the pair thrilled together as their spirits soared, buffeted by billows of pleasure.

"God, Leena," Ted moaned as they lay together with their mixed juices seeping from her cunt and cooling on her thigh. "Each fuck is better than the last. Is it you or is it me?"

"Maybe it's both of us. Together."

"Maybe," he said thoughtfully, his hands running over her body, possessing it, as they lay side by side. "Maybe."

"You told me you were going to show me a new trick," she cooed. "Something some old lady taught you."

"Hey! I don't fuck old ladies! The lady in question was a woman of maturity-a sexy, swinging chick, only in her forties."

"Same difference."

"Enough of your disrespect, young lady. Up on your knees!"

Leena shivered with excitement as she got up on all fours. He had fucked her doggy-style before, but never on the solid, unrelenting surface of the floor. She couldn't wait to feel his hips banging her ass, his balls slapping against her.

"That's a pretty butt you have there," he said with a lusty chuckle.

"If you like it so much," she said, giving her bottom a teasing wiggle, "why don't you fuck it?"

"That's exactly what I had in mind," he said, giving her ass a slap that made the tender flesh tingle and smart. "You teasing little bitch!"

"Y-you're going to fuck me? In the ass?"

"You asked for it," he said, running his hands between her bottom cheeks and fingering her asshole.

A keen thrill swept her. Her asshole twitched as he poked it, and she was filled with a desire that was completely un-like any she'd ever experienced.

"Please, Ted," she gasped as she felt the knob of his cock replace his finger at the door of her rectum. "Be careful." But, of course, she didn't have to tell him that-"Aaaahhh!"

"Mmmmmfffff!"

"Owwwww!"

The entrance of his cockhead was smooth and painless, and he skillfully greased her anal tube with short jabs that moved farther into her bowels with each stroke. "Ohhhh, Ted! I love it!" she yelped. "Fuck my tight asshole! Fuck me blind!"

"Don't worry, baby, I will."

"Yes, yes! I want to try everything!"

"You're a greedy nymph," he chortled.

"Yes! Yes! I'm a greedy nymph!"

Ted got a tight grip on her soft ass cheeks and held her in place as his huge cock fought against the tight grip of her ass muscles. "Shit, babe! Your ass is so tight, it feels like I'm fucking a virgin."

He almost was-his prick was longer than Kevin's and he was certainly getting into some uncharted territory. Her vacant cunt drooled enviously as his cock stroked her ass. She felt stuffed, skewered and roasting pleasantly with a fire heating her.

"Fuck me, sweetheart," she whimpered. "Fuck my ass! Oh, my God! It feels so good!"

Grunting and panting, Ted worked his prick in and out of her asshole at a steadily increasing pace as his juices eased the union. Faster. Harder. She rocked forward, pivoting on her hips and arms, with each thrust, then swung back, following his cock, as it withdrew. Holding tight to her ass cheeks, he was soon fucking her asshole with all the power he could master.

"Unnhhhhh!" Leena groaned with each stroke. "Unnhhhhh!" She pressed a hand between her legs to rub her clit, and his balls slapped against it with each inward thrust.

"Can you...come...this way?" he asked her, panting with the effort of his strokes.

"Ohhh, yes, honey! I can't wait!"

Her excitement was far greater than it had been when Kevin had ass-fucked her. The man made all the difference in the world. It was a simple truism that she had been brought up to believe all her life, but no other experience had ever demonstrated it so clearly. There was a chemistry between her and Ted, something that worked that was missing with Kevin.

"Yes, yes!" she cried, wiggling and twisting her ass around his long, hard prick. "Let it go, Ted, darling! Come in my ass!"

He grunted in response to her excited pleas. His fuck staff worked like a piston, fucking her hot butt while she wailed and squirmed.

"Fuck, baby! Here it comes! I'm going to come in your pretty ass, baby-I'm gonna come in your butt! Oooooh, now!"

"Yes!" she cried, mangling her clit with her fist. "Yes!"

He clenched his teeth as his cock jerked and released a stream of hot jism into Leena's cunt.

The woman's face twisted into a shout as another powerful orgasm crashed over her body. Her twitching pussy lips were the evidence of her climax, and a stream of warm juices oozed out and ran down her leg.

"Oh, that's good!" she wailed, moaning over and over as his ass-pounding prick flooded her with spunk, nourishing the thundering waves of orgasm that washed over her.

When their bodies separated and fell to the floor, he folded her in his arms so that they could share the sweet afterglow. It was a pleasant, thoughtful habit he had-one that she had come to expect and enjoy after a good, pounding fuck.

There was a depth of feeling that bound them that was beyond explanation. For the first time in her life, Leena realized the true meaning of that word she had used so casually before. Love!

The trouble was, she was in love with the wrong man.