Chapter 1
One look at the smile he flashed her told June her husband Frank had come home horny. She was expecting this. When Frank worked late and became overtired, his already-healthy sex drive increased considerably. She'd dressed for sex, a thin blouse tied tightly under her large round breasts and a wraparound skirt tied just loosely enough to let him know she wasn't wearing panties.
She was helping him relieve workday tensions, she told herself, by way of justifying her gushing sexual feelings. She could already feel sexual moisture develop on her cunt lips, and she shivered with delight at the feel of thin fabric rubbing against her thick, vividly red nipples.
Plunking his briefcase on the thick carpet, Frank closed the door behind him and immediately embraced his wife. She hugged him back, tilting her head up to lock lips with him. June felt the tip of his tongue butt against her teeth, and she opened her mouth to suck on his tongue as his hands wandered down her sides to squeeze her ass through the skirt.
They rubbed tongues for a while, then Frank stepped back. "You look really hot tonight," he said, a touch of hoarseness in his normally smooth voice.
"Oh, that's because you're really hot," she murmured, turning around quickly and shaking her hips.
Frank followed the movement of her lower body and saw the skirt part to reveal a bit of creamy white, firm, high buttock. He felt his half-hard cock move in his briefs as he watched his wife dart into the kitchen. In their bedroom, he stripped down to boxer shorts and T-shirt. He was bending over his briefcase when she emerged with their food.
"Don't tell me you brought home work," June said. "Usually, when you work late, you like to-"
"I love to, and I want to," Frank chuckled. "And no, I didn't bring home work." He fished a rather glossy-looking magazine out. "One of the guys found this at the office. You know how computer geniuses get."
"I know how one of them gets, anyway," June chuckled. "Should I throw away the key to your console here?"
"Not necessary, and please, look at this." Frank handed her the magazine.
"This is a men's magazine?" June squinted at the nearly naked couple on the cover.
"No, it's for swingers. You know, wife-swapping and all that. Orgies, too."
"Ugh." June made a face, keeping her gaze on the magazine. "I don't know what makes people do that sort of thing." She flipped through the pages, frowning deeply and hoping her stiffening nipples didn't show through her blouse.
With a grimace, she tossed it aside and wondered to herself why her sex drive had suddenly heated up. I'm not supposed to like this stuff, she thought. To Frank, she said, "I don't see what the humor is, and besides, our food's going to get cold."
Frank grinned sheepishly. "I guess guys in a high-pressure situation have their own idea about what's funny. Anyway, I'm good and hungry. We'll get a look at it later-who knows, we might actually get a laugh out of it-and then I'll just toss it out."
"Well, I'm a gal in a high-pressure situation." June gestured to the room where she maintained her home office. "Maybe it'll be funnier after dinner and some wine."
After dinner, they cleaned the dishes together. June's sex drive was still bubbling, and the bit of cock flesh she saw through the pee slit in his loose boxers made her cunt tingle. Frank slipped a hand under the folds of her skirt and squeezed a firm mound of bare buttock.
A really intense pang of lust rocked June, and she staggered as she tried to step away from him. "You almost made me drop a dish," she said. "Can't you wait?"
There was no way she could make herself sound annoyed, and Frank laughed. Withdrawing his hand, he said, "All right. You bring the wine into the living room and I'll finish up here. Okay?"
"Can't argue with that," June chuckled.
A short while later, they were seated on their couch. Frank squinted at the listings, then clicked to a new channel. Immediately, the image of a bare-breasted woman filled the screen.
"You're really into adult materials tonight," June commented. She picked up the magazine, and, frowning, started to flip through the pages.
"Just for a little variety," Frank said. Quickly, he added, "Not that what we're already doing's not fantastic."
"So, why experiment?" June kept her gaze on a shot of four naked men standing side by side. Suddenly, she imagined herself reaching out to touch their... . Quickly, she flipped the page.
"To make it even more fantastic?" Frank slid closer to her.
Before she could reply, June came to an image of a man dressed in old-fashioned ladies' clothes, quite prim and proper on top and his dick hanging down from beneath the velvet below. Giggling, she showed the picture to Frank.
"You mean, you want to look like this?"
Frank winced. "I didn't mean that fantastic. That is funny, though. See? You laughed."
On the TV screen, a well-built young man was standing in front of a kneeling, naked blonde. She was pulling down his pants, and as his penis came into view, June felt a surge in her vagina. Instinctively, without forethought, she pressed her hand down hard on Frank's thigh.
Startled, he rocked to one side and sent her hand into his groin. June gasped as she felt the stiffness beneath the cotton of his boxer shorts. Frank let out a hoarse grunt and threw his arm around her shoulders. Turning her face to his, he pressed his mouth to his wife's. June parted her teeth as he thrust his tongue between her lips, and she sucked his tongue into her mouth as she wrapped her fingers around his cotton-covered hard-on.
His prick stretched to full erection, and the head popped out from the leg of the shorts. Rubbing his tongue against June's, he untied her knotted blouse and spread it open. She made a low, murmuring sound as his hands found her large, round breasts, his sweaty palms grazing her nipples.
Releasing her grip, June leaned back and thrust her nearly naked bosom toward him. Drawing his tongue out of her mouth, Frank gently pushed her to the couch cushions. Her head propped up on the armrest, June watched as Frank flipped her skirt up. He let out a little moaning sound at the sight of her exposed pussy, and when June spread her thighs, he flattened himself out on the couch and plunged his head into his wife's groin.
At the first touch of his tongue on her slit, June kicked her legs up, hooking one ankle over the back of the couch. Frank thrust his tongue into her pussy, her labia pressed against his lips as he probed for her G-spot. Arching her back, June reached under herself and unknotted the skirt. She snapped it off as Frank's tongue found that special pad of skin in her pussy. He pressed down, and immediately, her cunt began pulsing around his tongue.
A stronger, wilder orgasm bloomed in her, rapidly spreading to take over her whole body. Images of naked men and women flooded her mind, then her world burst in a flash of white-hot pleasure. She screamed loudly, thrashing around so much she dislodged his tongue.
Licking her cunt juice off his lips, Frank eased himself off the couch and stood up. His stiff prick was sticking straight out from the fly slit in his shorts, and June eyed it as her orgasm subsided. On the TV, it was obvious that the woman was sucking the man.
Frank said, "Something's really got you going tonight. It couldn't be all those 'adult materials,' could it?"
June didn't know how to reply. Her sex drive was really intense, and, at the moment, she was far too horny to think about it much. Jumping swiftly to her feet, she pushed a surprised Frank to the couch and dropped between his legs.
Grabbing his cock by the base, she kissed the head. Frank thrust his shoulders against the back of the couch, jerking his ass forward. She kissed his balls through the cotton, then told him to lift his ass as she seized the waistband.
With a snap of her wrists, she jerked his shorts down to his knees. Frank lifted his legs, and she jerked the boxers off his feet. She tossed them across the room, then lunged between his legs again. She resumed the grip of her fingers on the base of his cock shaft, then ducked her mouth down and stuck out her tongue. While Frank writhed and moaned above her, she traced the wrinkles of his ball sac with her tongue tip, then gently closed her lips around the taut, wrinkled flesh. She could feel the shape of his testicles, and she rubbed her lips back and forth across them.
"Did I teach you all this?" Frank gasped.
"You sure did," she purred. Wiggling his cock around, she added, "It's nice to have one of these in my mouth."
With that, she opened wide and shoved her husband's prick between her lips. To tantalize him, she kept her mouth wide open so that only her tongue tip was making contact with his member. Curling her tongue, she ran the tip along the underside of his shaft to the sensitive spot just under the head. Frank's low groan made fresh moisture sprout on her pussy lips, and she closed her mouth tightly around his rod and started to suck.
As he'd taught her, she bobbed her head back and forth, keeping her hands on his bare hips. Frank thrust upward in rhythm with her mouth strokes, and soon his cock began its familiar throbbing. Automatically, June jerked it out of her mouth. Pointing the tip away from her, she stroked hard, leaning to one side to avoid the streams of cum that were spurting out.
As good as his orgasm was, Frank felt a bit disappointed that she hadn't let him cum in her mouth. A discussion about it almost led to a fight, and he never brought up the subject again. Uttering a satisfied sigh, he sat up straight as June joined him on the couch.
She parted her legs, and he casually draped a hand over her cunt mound. She reached into his lap and cradled his soft, wet cock. Frank bent his wrist and laid two fingers over her slit.
"This is something we haven't done in a long time," he said.
"Then, let's," June replied, tightening her grip on his penis and stroking it gently.
Frank popped two fingers into her slit. She slid forward and spread her thighs, murmuring to herself as she rolled his still-soft penis around her fingers. Frank probed more deeply, working his fingers around, then abruptly drawing them back. Extending his thumb, he pressed the pad against her ass-hole.
"I don't think I like it there," June replied, pulling away from him. "Okay?"
Frank nodded and yanked his thumb away. Two fingers found the little sheath of skin over her clitoris, and he gingerly nudged it aside. Rather than plunging straight down on it, he scissored it between two fingers and worked them around his wife's love button.
Her labia swelled, and pussy fluid oozed out. She squeezed his cock hard, feeling it stiffen and grow rapidly. He attained full erection just as her orgasm burst, and the force of it made her lose her grip on his prick.
Frank swiftly shoved his fingers back into his wife's pussy and started humping her as waves of orgiastic pleasure pounded her body. She jammed her thighs tightly against his hand, and finally she dragged her pussy away from him.
"Someday, you have to tell me who taught you that," she said, half-whispering as she fought to catch her breath.
"I might have told you the story," Frank chuckled, standing up. His hard-on bobbed around as he reached down to take her hand and help her to her feet. "Or, remind me, sometime."
He didn't have to ask to know she'd want to fuck in the bedroom. Little by little, he was helping her overcome her inhibitions, and that time he tried to get her to let him cum in her mouth told him he had to take it slowly.
Already, she was becoming more playful. Freeing her hand from his, she stepped around him, turned her back to him and reached behind her to seize his prick. She led him to the bedroom, tossing the door open and releasing his cock to jump up on the bed.
"Would you like to get on top?" Frank asked softly. He was careful to make sure he didn't think he was trying to give her an order.
"Oh," June squinted, "not tonight, okay? Sometime, sure. But right now, I want you on top of me."
"With you, any way is fine," Frank replied, climbing on the bed.
For an instant, she found herself wondering what it would be like. Then she felt Frank's warmth, and she raised her knees and spread her thighs. He crawled between her legs, and June sighted between her breasts at his hard-on, which was pointed straight down at her thatch of blonde pussy hair.
He always seemed to have a new way of teasing. That night, he gripped his cock shaft and pushed forward with his hips, his cockhead touching her slit as if he was going to drive it straight in. A bit of cockhead passed through, and Jean couldn't help trembling with lust and anticipation.
Then, Frank pulled back. The pre-cum-wet tip of his dickhead slipped up to the top of her slit, and he nudged her clitoris with it. June let out a cry and raised her ass, trying to line her pussy up with his prick again. Instead, his cockhead pressed into her cunt mound, leaving a thin trail of preorgasmic fluid as he withdrew further.
Just as he lunged down again, attempting to bury his cock in his wife's pussy in one stroke, June jerked her ass up. Instead of hitting her slit, his stiff dick plunged down her ass crack. His cockhead rammed the small, tight ring of her anus.
"Hey! Not there!" June wrenched herself back, dragging the sheet with her as she twisted away from him. "Are you nuts or something?" She lay on her side, her thighs closed as she glared up at him.
"Honey, it was just an accident." Frank grimaced as he gently laid a hand on her bare hip. "We just moved the same way at the same time."
As her feeling of shock subsided, June felt her lusts return. "Well, as long as you didn't mean to...."
"No, I didn't."
Frank glanced down at his hard-on. June turned over on her back and spread her legs, again exposing her cunt flesh. Seizing his hard-on, he poked the head between her pussy lips and immediately shoved his prick in. June gasped as she felt the whole length of her husband's erect penis slide into her, and she kicked her legs up and crossed them over his back as she felt his balls touch her slit.
His pubic bush grazed the top of her pussy. He leaned down, reaching for her breasts, then suddenly straightened up and pulled his cock halfway out.
"I just remembered-I have an important call to make."
"You're too late, buster," June laughed, kicking her legs up and digging her ankles into his butt cheeks. He flopped down on top of her, his lean, lightly muscled chest pressing down on her tits. She stretched her legs out, crossing her ankles just below her husband's butt and digging her nipples into his chest. His cock slid all the way in, and she nibbled at his ear as he worked his hips around.
Sweat began to break out on his chest, dampening her nipples. He raised himself up, his cock filling her pussy completely, and he dragged his hands over her tits. Drawing out his cock a little, he slid his hands down his wife's bare sides, stopping to clutch her hips. He shoved his cock in, then eased it back out until only the head and a bit of shaft were in her pussy. She humped back at him, raising her ass cheeks, and he shoved his hands under them.
As his cock slid back into the warm wetness of her cunt, he squeezed her ass flesh. He was tempted to slide his hand into her crack and finger her anus, but he knew she'd object. Sex with her was wonderful, ass play or not, and he kept his hands where they were as he increased the pace of his strokes.
June humped back at him, feeling an orgasm begin in her twat. Frank shifted to the left a bit, getting his pumping cockhead directly over her G-spot. At the same time, he reached between their locked crotches and fumbled for the top of her pussy. Lifting her shoulders, she reached down and guided his fingers to the area of her clit.
Her pussy was already convulsing around his hard-on. As he squeezed down on her love button, her pussy began churning madly. She rocked from side to side, clutching his back as a tremendous orgasm swept through her. Frank was pumping rapidly now, his cock starting to throb as her cunt continued its orgiastic thrashing. As her wild, racing climax started to slow down, she felt his hot cum splatter the inside of her cunt.
Spurt after spurt gushed out as the trembling that had overtaken her subsided. When he'd shot the last of his cum, he lay still on top of her. Their mouths met, and they tongue-kissed as his prick started to soften.
Slowly, he withdrew his prick, then his tongue. He rolled off her and stretched out on his back, breathing hard as a breeze from the open window cooled their sweat-soaked forms. June thought she could still feel a few tremors of orgasm, and she lay still, enjoying the delicious sensation.
Try as she might to struggle against her feelings, there was one thing she absolutely couldn't deny. She enjoyed sex tremendously, and it was good for her. There had been times when both their sex drives were at an ebb, and she hadn't cum for a week or so. Her whole mood changed for the worst, she recalled, and when they did fuck again, her mood improved.
She forgot all that as a haze of total satisfaction overtook her. She fell into a light sleep, and awoke about ten minutes later to the feel of Frank's tongue on her nipples. She turned toward him, and he closed his lips tightly over a round, red tit. Immediately, her pussy moistened and she reached for his prick.
It was already hard, and the discovery thrilled her. Gripping it tightly, she started to turn on her back. Frank shot his arm over her, grasping her butt cheeks as he turned on his back. He shoved his other arm under her and flipped her over on top of him.
"Hey, aren't we upside-down?" June asked, surprised.
"Let's try a different way," Frank replied, reaching over her ass to finger her cunt lips. "You know, with you on top."
"I don't know how to do that," June protested weakly. The sight of his hard-on seemed to fill the room, and she suddenly, desperately, wanted it in her snatch.
"It's easy," Frank chuckled. "Just throw your legs over my hips." June raised herself to a crouch and hopped up, planting her feet on either side of him. "Now, lift yourself up," Frank continued. The bed rocked, and June fought to regain her balance. Frank lifted his shoulders and grasped her hips. "Hold my prick and put it in," Frank instructed.
June's fingers curled around his rock-hard cock shaft and gripped it firmly. Trying to ignore the strange feelings that were mixing with her lust, she cautiously tucked his cockhead between her cunt lips and pushed down.
She moved faster than she expected, and her wet cunt engulfed almost the entire length of her husband's prick. Frank let out a gasp of surprise and rasped at her that she'd gotten the idea. The wildest surge of sexual feeling she'd ever experienced rocked June, and she felt her self-control give way to pure lust.
For a moment, she tried to hold her feelings back. Frank made a little movement with his hips, grazing his cockhead against her G-spot. Whatever control she had left vanished, and she let out a loud howl of passion.
It was all too intense for her to be able to think. She plunged down, feeling the rearmost flesh of her sex strain against his invading member, then she lifted up, drawing almost all of his cock out of her. She clenched her cunt lips around the rim separating his head from his shaft and stayed that way for a moment. Frank humped up, trying to get his prick back in. June leaned over him, bending his cock. Her nipples touched down on his chest, then she straightened up and lunged down again.
Drawing in a deep breath, Frank raised his upper body and clasped her bare sides. June slowed her up-and-down pumping a bit, and he moved his hands up to her tits. Her eyes were closed, her head was tilted back and her face was a mask of passion.
He asked her if she was all right. "I...am... wonderful!" she shouted, raising up then plunging down again. Shifting to the left brought his cockhead in line with her G-spot again, and she started pumping wildly.
Frank called out that he couldn't hold back, but she didn't hear him. Her orgasm was expanding quickly, her cunt massaging his prick as her sex juices oozed out. Frank's cock started throbbing in her, then jerking back and forth as his cum shot out. June leaned over. He threw his arms around her back and turned so that they were side by side. She held him tightly until the last of his cum had been expended and only released her grip when his softening cock slipped out of her pussy.
He rolled over on his back. She remained on her side, breathing hard, her round boobs jiggling. With a loud, satisfied sigh, she stretched out flat.
"I can't believe how intense that was. Frank, I really lost control back there."
"Oh, yeah," he laughed. "I just wish you'd lose control more often."
"But then I don't know what-"
He interrupted, "What you'd do is drain the cum out of my balls like you just did. Honey, it was great."
"Well, I...." She laughed, too. "I guess I can't complain. It was just-"
"You said you felt wonderful," Frank interjected.
"I don't remember saying anything. Did my pussy do something?"
"I was just going to mention that," Frank said. "How, I mean, where, no, I mean how, did you learn to do that with your pussy?"
"I don't know," June said, puzzled. "It just happened. I swear, Frank, I didn't even think about it."
"There are women who can move their cunts around. It's an extra muscle or something," he explained. "You had no idea you could do that, too?"
"How would I know? The thought never occurred to me."
"Wait a minute. Is this the first time you've ever been on top?"
"Yes, but...do you think that's it?"
"Well, how agile can you be when I'm on top of you? I outweigh you by about fifty pounds, after all."
June shook her head and leaned over to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. "We'll just have to try this again, I guess. I don't know if I can do that if I think about it, though. Anyway, I'm too tired to think about anything, and I do have that Michen account to work on, so...."
"So, good night," Frank said. "I have to chew out a junior exec tomorrow. We both need our sleep."
As always, on particularly heavy days at his company, Frank was up and out of the house before she awoke. It was a little after eight when she got out of bed. She showered and had a quick breakfast, then went to her office on the second floor and turned on her computer. After an hour's work, she got up as she usually did to take a short break.
Glancing out the window, she saw a flash of white in the upstairs bedroom window of the house next door. Jim and Sally had been living there for about two weeks. Since they were busy, work-at-home professionals, and since June was also busy, she'd only had a brief, casual chat with them. She barely knew them, but she couldn't help thinking of them as rather odd.
What was it? Outwardly, there was nothing about them that made her feel that way. They dressed like everyone else, except that Sally showed a bit more skin than most women, and they seemed to have all the trappings of suburban life.
There was another flash of light, and June cautiously peered through her blinds. The white was some sort of garment that had just been tossed across the room. A moment later, a totally naked Sally ran past the window. An equally naked Jim appeared, and June caught a glimpse of his soft cock swinging from side to side as he ran after his wife.
A wrenching pang of lust ripped through her private flesh, and she tore herself away from the window. Forcefully seating herself at her desk, she picked up a folded spreadsheet and almost ripped it as she pulled it open.
Images of both their naked bodies flooded her mind as she tried to focus on the numbers. Angry at herself, she tossed the spreadsheet down and stepped back to the window.