Chapter 3
As her mouth built up a suction, to her great surprise she discovered he was starting to cum again. Apparently, he was able to keep his penis spurting sperm, and as long as he needed the gratification she saw no reason not to satisfy his need. There was something so natural about satisfying him that she went to it with dedication of purpose. As she lay there, with her head embraced in his arm thighs, she felt his penis head reaching once more to the back of his throat. As he let his hands down to guide her, she knew it wouldn't take him long this time.
"Oh, that's beautiful," he panted in delight as she got the pace going.
"Now!" he gasped. Plunging his penis down her throat, he hammered it home. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-eat it-eat me," he stammered, and the penis exploded, as he pulled out, letting the creamy substance burst into her mouth, as she eagerly ate him. Finishing, she pulled out and he had a strange look on his face a look of delight, yet coupled with fear.
"What's the matter?" she asked quietly sensing how troubled he seemed to be.
"They'd kill me for this," he said solemnly. "Who?"
"Your husband-your son-they'd say I forced you."
For a terror-stricken moment, Marta toyed with the idea of a cop-out. She could simply send Gregg back, devising any excuse that popped into her mind and nobody would be the wiser, because he was afraid-and by utilizing his fear to her advantage she could have things going her way.
Yet, as she looked into Gregg's eyes, and saw the disturbing sincerity, she couldn't do this to him.
"They're never going to find out," she assured him, "What we do is between us-you needed some normal release-I gave it to you, and nobody got hurt."
"Oh, you're beautiful," Gregg said, reaching out and wrapping his arms around her lovingly, "You really are!" His hands eagerly went up and down her back, and she felt his chest crushing on her breasts, a moment before he bent over, crushing his lips down on hers. How she wanted to resist him, and not get more deeply involved. But there was something so impossibly appealing about him that she couldn't resist his passionate advances. It was like being young again, only now she was able to freely express herself sexually, whereas when she was young she always had to check herself.
In seconds, Gregg had pulled her flimsy negligee off and she was stark naked. His hot tongue whipped around her creamy white breasts, his teeth bearing down on her erect red nipples. Suddenly, he reached down to her womanhood, and let his fingers slip inside, manipulating her gingerly.
"Oh, Gregg-you know just how to touch me," she panted. Pleased that she was accepting his love-making, he thrust his head down between her thighs, bringing his tongue sweeping over her vagina. The moment Marta felt his hot tongue lashing her there she thought she'd go out of her mind. The electrical thrills that shot through her were giving her the most stimulating sex she'd ever experienced in her lifetime.
Not once had her husband ever produced such a passionate response in her body, and not once had he asked her to go down on him. Now, with Gregg enjoying her so much in this most intimate of ways, she felt fulfilled sexually for the first time ever. And it was this enchanting moment that she vowed she'd never allow her self to be short-changed again sexually. Didn't she have the right to enjoy her body? Didn't the fire in her loins demand a passionate lover's tongue searching, probing, loving?
"Ohhh, Gregg, baby," she panted, catching her breath, "It feels wonderful."
Lying back, she held him tightly in her thigh-grip, and Gregg tingled to the touch of her warm thighs on his face.
"Eat my pussy," she panted, "Lick it!" she whispered, and his devouring tongue went on lapping away. "Yes, baby, yes," she moaned in her delighted frenzy. It seemed as if the excitement would never end.
"Now-ohhhh-I never dreamed it could be like this," she blurted, as his hot tongue lashed away inside her slit. Intuitively, his tongue seemed to sweep around inside her hot vagina, and she couldn't stay still. Her hands had to grip something. At first, she pulled at the sheets, and then she ran her fingers lovingly through Gregg's curly black hair. She could tell he liked this from the way his tongue energetically went to work, lapping, licking, loving-reaching high inside her where no one had ever explored so intimately.
"Ohhhh, ahhhhhh," she stammered as he tongued her. "I-I like it when you lick my love-button," she sighed, and Gregg diddled her clitoris with his tongue, noticing how excited this did indeed make her respond. It was all he could do to hold her down, as her body kept twisting and turning. As he reached up, he felt the soft, inviting flesh of her beautiful breasts, and his fingers immediately went to her nipples, as he pinched them lightly.
"Yes, baby-ohhh-ahhhhh, do that too," she urged the fifteen-year-old boy on, as he added the breast feeling and pinching, to his tongue, dipping in her vagina.
Together they were coming to a shattering climax, and they both knew they were sexual turn-ons for each other, as Marta gushed in the teenagers mouth. With total lack of inhibition, he lovingly licked her slot, enjoying her juices as he devoured her.
"Ahhh-ohhhhhh, baby, baby," she panted, "That tongue of yours, ohhhh-you're a real tongue-man!"
When Gregg had finished, and relaxed his finger-grip on her nipples, and she slid her hands out of his wavy, dark hair, his eyes looked at her hotly, "Don't get hooked on me," he said abruptly, and suddenly as she saw the boyish, innocent face, pity, sympathy and love seized her, and she held him tightly in her arms.
"I'm sorry Gregg-it's too late. I'm already hooked on you!"
Gregg looked at her sadly, "I'm an animal-a bad animal. I can't bring you anything but trouble-why didn't you leave me down there in the zoo?"
"The zoo?"
"Yeah," he smiled lopsidedly, "That's what we call the prison where they put us kids nobody wants-you're too good to open up your home to me."
Tears streaking down her cheeks, Marta who was deeply moved be Gregg's unselfishness, placed her hand over his mouth lovingly, "No-no-don't ever say that. You're a good boy." Just then the radio she'd had turned on softly was playing, and the announcer told what time it was.
"That late," she said nervously, instantly thinking of her husband Lee returning and finding them like this. She got up off the bed, and smiled, "Baby-I'd better get back to bed-we'll work something out, don't you worry!"
"Thanks," Gregg smiled, kissing her arm, as she moved away, causing her to turn back once more to see his hot-eyed glance which sent erotic shivers up and down her spine. Then, she slipped out of his room, straightening her negligee as best she could. It was so wrinkled, she threw it aside when she got in bed, and slept in the nude as was her custom.
She hadn't left Gregg's room any too soon, for Lee came barging in about fifteen minutes later. It was almost midnight, and she hoped he wouldn't want sex. But, the moment he opened the bedroom door, she knew he had that in mind because he spoke in such a considerate, kind way-as he always did when he was horny.
"Hi, beautiful-miss me?" he chuckled, as he walked over, bent down and kissed her.
"Hi, honey," she said softly, turning over to pretend she had been sleeping, hoping he wouldn't bother her that way. Lee stepped into the bathroom, and a few moments later, he stepped out, stripped and slipped naked into bed beside her.
Sure enough, he was bound and determined to have sex. His arm went around her waist, and his other hand reached down to pat her there.
"Not tonight-" she tried begging off.
"Why not?" he demanded, "You frigid or something? I got a roaring hard-on, and jump in bed and get the brush-off-"
"I'm sorry, honey-I don't mean it that way-"
And then she felt his huge pulsating male member behind her, getting harder and harder. And suddenly a new passion possessed her. She wanted to lick it, to have him stick it in her mouth. Having found out from sucking on Gregg's virile, young rod, what a sensational way to make it sucking was, she wanted to do it with him-yet she didn't know how to broach the subject. Finally, she made up her mind, she'd come right out and ask her husband. She began by turning around, letting her generous-sized breasts brush against his hairy chest.
"Honey, why don't we try something different tonight?"
"Like what?"
"You know, like French people do-"
"What do you want, honey?"
"Let me love you with my tongue," she laughed, hoping he'd never suspect she'd been experimenting in love-making.
Am I all that appealing?" he chuckled.
"To me you are," she nodded, and he picked up on this ego-baiting tactic instantly.
"Do with me as you will," he smiled, "everything I have is yours-"
Saying this, he gripped his penis, and pushed it to her. It didn't take long for her to pick up on this, and she slid down between his legs, much to her husband's delight.
Flipping the covers back, Lee watched her take his tool in her hand, and gripping it, she started licking the head of it.
"Oh, baby, does that ever feel good," he panted as he pushed it to her. Opening her mouth, she let him slip it inside. Slowly, playing with it with the tip of her tongue, she managed to excite him, till the long, shaft quivered.
"Honey, reach down and play with my nuts," he smiled, delighted his wife was turning on with him like this. She did reach down, and she enjoyed the sensation of his ball sack on her hand, as she fingered his testicles.
Letting her tongue trail down the length of his rod, she kept the action going.
"Ohhh-ahhhh-yes, baby, yes, just like that," he begged. Deliberately tantalizing, and teasing him with her tongue she shied away from letting him drive it down her throat. With only one experience with Gregg a couple hours earlier, she'd learned how speedily the penis will spurt its sperm load when sucked upon.
"That's it, baby-but fasten your mouth on my dick, and go all the way down on it!"
Seeing how impatient he was she decided it wouldn't hurt to let him slip the head in, but she determined she'd only go so far so he wouldn't unload mechanically, not providing her with the total gratification she felt the act deserved.
After sucking smoothly on the head of it, while her husband writhed about in his sexual ecstasy, she decided to pull off it, and bring her breasts around it, so he could feel his rock-hard cock between her soft breasts.
"Why'd you take your mouth off it?" Lee demanded.
She replied with her planned action, letting her breasts enfold his penis. Then, pressing her breasts against his cock, she massaged it.
"Oh, honey-that's fantastic. How'd you ever get so turned-on tonight? Ain't been stepping out on me?"
Kissing the head of his penis, she looked up at Lee and smilingly assured him, "With a cock like this in my own bed-who needs to cheat?"
"You've got a point there," Lee laughed, "and you've got a ripe prick too-so fasten your mouth on it and start sucking, baby, cause I'm loaded, and I don't want to shoot my gun off all over your tits."
"Alright," she agreed, and quickly, she slipped her mouth over his penis and started sucking in earnest. Now, his hands guided her, as his body pitched in the first cocksuck his wife had given him.
"Ohhh, honey," Lee panted, as he thrust his tool down his wife's throat, and began giving her a hot throat-fuck. "Baby, is that ever fantastic!"
"Suck it," he blurted, "Eat that prick!" Delighted, he'd discovered a side of her, that enjoyed wild sex, he did all kinds of things with his penis. Feeling how it felt sliding down her throat, and then slipping farther out-so her mouth could cop the head of it. Her tongue darted about it now, like a pro, stimulating him to where he could hardly hold back his juices a moment more.
"Suck that dick," he demanded, "Eat my prick-get the juice out of it-ahhhh-I'm loaded tonight, honey-that's it-suck it!"
Now, he couldn't keep it in her mouth. The excitement built until he had to ram it home.
"Ohhhh-ahhhhhh, suck it-" he panted, as his penis started to ooze, and she got her first taste of his sperm.
"Ohhhh, honey," he moaned, "Come on-eat it-suck the juice out of it-ahhh-ohhhhh-yes, faster-faster. Ohhhh, baby, I'm almost there. Play with me, finger my nuts. Ahhhh-ohhhhhhh!"
The sperm shot out of his penis, and down her throat before she could get a lick of it. He rammed it down there, and holding her in place continued thrusting until he'd unloaded his shaft.
"Ohhhhh-ahhhhhh, baby, that's wild," he yelped, as he lay back, and luxuriated in the after-fuck relaxation that went through his body.
Marta slipped her mouth off his rod, and lay on his thigh, patting him gently.
"Honey, you really made me happy tonight," Lee smiled. "You really did-you put so much feeling into it."
"Lee," she asked cagily, "Did any other woman do it any better?"
"What are you talking about?" Lee asked evenly, "I've been faithful, baby-I'm no cheater."
"Alright," Marta laughed, "Before we got married."
"I was too young then," he told her quickly.
"You don't like to talk about other women you've made it with-why not?"
"There's nobody but you, baby-what do I want to bother talking about other women for?"
"I'm just curious-that's all!"
"Come up here, and let me hold you," Lee said gently, and Marta moved up to him. His arms instantly went about her, and his lips pressed down on hers. His tongue slid inside her mouth, and he used his tongue as if it were a penis thrusting her. Her tongue slid under his tongue as he tantalized her mouth with his lovemaking. His hand reached down to grip her buttocks, as he continued his tongue jabbing inside her mouth.
He got so hard, she pulled away, not wanting to try to pump it all the way back to life with her mouth again.
"Why haven't we done this before?" he shook his head, smiling excitedly, "There are so many things we can do-if we're not uptight about sex."
"I'm not uptight about sex or anything else," she assured him. "It's just that you've been sooo good to me, luv, I wanted to say 'thank you'-and-"
"You said it with a blow-job," Lee laughed, "a beautiful cocksuck!"
"I guess I'm just grateful we could help out a poor kid who would be an orphan if we didn't take him in."
And for the first time, Lee caught the connection with his wife's frenetic frenzy in bed and Greg's presence in the house.
"Did it mean that much to you, honey?"
"Yes," she smiled, and nodded, thinking to herself, you'll never know just how much!