Chapter 2
Brad pushed Vicki back. She toppled onto her back and spontaneously spread her legs. He slid out of the chair and fell on top of her.
"My turn," he said. "I want to see what you're hiding under that gown."
"Just me, baby. You've seen it hundreds of times."
"And I never get tired of seeing it."
He began to pull at the gown and accidentally tickled her in the ribs. She started giggling and pretended to resist him. The more she giggled and struggled, the more he tickled her. They rolled around on the floor, laughing and teasing and kissing. He pushed her gown open and yanked of it off her arms. She crawled away and stood up, posing for him.
He stared at her brightly painted pussy lips. "Oh! Nipples and pussy, huh? Damn, you're a provocative wench! Come here."
"Oh, no! If you want to stick that big cock in my tender little cunt, you have to catch me!" She took a couple of steps back. "Don't know what good it's going to do you anyway. The thing isn't even hard." She took two more steps back. "Be like trying to stick a wet noodle up me."
She whirled and ran to the far end of the dining table. He got up and started chasing her. She made several quick trips around the table, then scooted into the living room a couple of steps ahead of him.
They were both laughing so hard they could barely breathe. He caught her and pulled her down to the floor. They rolled over and over and ended up with her sitting on his lap. He began to feel her up and she started squirming her ass around on his thighs and limp cock. He captured her tits in his hands and kneaded the hefty globes. His tongue flicked out and licked each nipple.
"You've never painted your nipples and pussy before."
"Just part of my surprise, darling."
He pushed her onto her back and knelt over her. He planted tender kisses and quick licks on her stomach. His hot lips worked upward and closed over one turgid nipple.
"I like to suck your tits," he murmured. He flicked his tongue tip around the aroused tip and sucked it softly.
"I like for you to suck them, lover. They stay so sensitive. They get stiff and tingly just rubbing against my bra. I think I'll buy some of those indecent ones that have holes for the nipples to poke through."
He spent several minutes kissing and licking every inch of her tits not covered by the skimpy half-bra. When he got tired of the thing getting in his way, he yanked it off and threw it aside.
"You look pretty sexy that way. You don't need a bra, you know. Your tits stand up all by themselves. Maybe you should become one of those liberated ladies and go without one."
Vicki chuckled. "They jiggle all over my chest when I walk even in a bra. Imagine how they would bounce without one. Women would stare at me with envy, and men would want to stick their hard dicks between them."
"I'm the only man who can stick his hard dick between them."
She grunted. His roaming hands were turning her on even more. She wondered if she was addicted to sex. She enjoyed the foreplay, the sucking, the fucking, everything! She couldn't seem to get enough. Practically everything reminded her of sex and turned her on.
His hands slid down through the thick thatch of auburn fur at the base of her belly and started playing with the lips of her pussy. She moaned and pulled his mouth to hers. He kissed her ravenously and dipped two fingers into her honey hole. His tongue darted deep and swabbed her mouth in rhythm with his fingers probing her hot sex channel. She caught his tongue and sucked it greedily.
He pulled his mouth away and resumed his journey southward. He paused at her tits to lick the big mounds, then moved on down to her navel, leaving a wet trail across her satiny skin. He stabbed his tongue into the deep indentation and tremors of passion rippled her stomach muscles. His hands roamed over her body, from the plush fullness of her firm tits, over her ribs, and finally down under her ass to cup her well-rounded buttocks.
"Oh, darling, don't tease me!" she pleaded. She spread her legs wide apart and pushed on his head. "Stick your tongue in my cunt." Her language got very earthy when she got turned on. "Please," she begged desperately. "Suck my cunt!"
He gripped her ass tightly to carry her with him and rolled onto his back. "Sit on my face!" he hissed. "Feed me your sweet pussy!"
She straddled his head and spread the lips of her cunt open with her fingers. Having her cunt exposed while wearing panties felt funny. The crotch was split from the waistband in front to the waistband in back, allowing easy access to her crotch and ass. Shudders of blatant ecstasy flashed through her body as she lowered her hot gash to his mouth.
Her hairy snatch settled over his lower face. He fastened his greedy mouth to her slit and his tongue deep into her heated hole. He started chuckling and pushed her ass up.
"Strawberry pussy?"
"Uh huh. Strawberry is your favorite flavor."
"Your fresh pussy is my favorite flavor, you wench."
He let her ass sink back down and began to suck her pussy. She felt the rumbling of an orgasmic explosion begin to build rapidly in the depths of her cunt. The sensation spread, warming her tits, the thick petals of her pussy, and even her tight little asshole. Goose bumps sprang up all over her body. She wanted to hold back a little longer and savor the marvelous feelings. Unfortunately, she couldn't control what was happening between her thighs. Her darling husband was doing fantastic things to her cunt.
"Oh, I'm going to cum, darling! Oh, you're really getting my cunt good! Ooohhh! Here it comes, darling! Suck my cunt! Suck me off!"
She ground her cunt into his mouth and nearly drowned him in pussy juice. She always squirted, but never so hard, never so much as this time. Screaming with rapture, she grabbed her tits and began to pull and twist her stiff nipples. She came so hard it took her breath away.
Her passion began to ebb. She wasn't ready for the glorious feeling to end. Her clit had become so sensitive, and his tongue felt heavenly. She mashed her snatch harder to his mouth. She rode his face, thrashing and twisting and rubbing and cumming. He held onto her hips in a futile effort to keep his mouth on her cunt and his tongue on her clit. She was so active that he licked her from her asshole to the top of her slit.
She fell forward onto all fours and continued to jerk and buck, dragging her juicy twat all over his face. Her orgasms became one long climax, so powerful, so intense, it threatened to drain her completely. One more swipe of his tongue across her clit would flatten her. She fell to one side and closed her legs to protect her overly sensitive pussy. Her body continued to jerk and twitch for several moments. She looked at her husband, and smiled weakly.
"My cunt got so sensitive, darling," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought you were going to drive me out of my mind."
"I didn't hear you say stop," he teased.
His entire face glistened with the wetness from her pussy. Spontaneously, she pulled his head down and licked her pussy dew from his face, then kissed him lovingly.
"You make me cum so hard, darling! So damned hard!"
"You squirted more than usual. You had me worried for a minute there. I thought you were having some kind of seizure."
"I was! Brought on by your fantastic tongue. You suck my cunt so well. I love it. The way you eat my cunt is one of the big reasons I couldn't bear the thought of you fucking another woman. I want that pleasure to be all mine. You really make me plunge and screw my body around."
"Speaking of plunging and screwing, how about if I plunge my cock in your tight little hole and screw you silly?"
"I won't say no to that either!" she giggled. "Do you need help?"
He got into her saddle and sank his cock in her soggy sex channel easily. She sighed gustily and began to plunge and twist, fucking with him.
"Oh, darling, I love to fuck," she whispered. "I love to suck cock, but a cock in my cunt does something to me that I can't describe."
"About time you did some of the hard work. Why don't you get on top and fuck me?"
"Sit on the couch. Let's do something different."
Brad hopped up and sat on the couch. Vicki got to her feel slowly and grinned. "Damn, my knees are weak." She turned her back to him and straddled his legs with her ass stuck out. "Hold your cock for me."
He held his rod upright and she positioned the entrance of her well-watered garden of pleasure over the tip. She sat down suddenly, taking his rod to the root all at once. She began to squirm, rubbing the cheeks of her ass against his thighs. She put her hands on his knees and began to ride his cock with gusto, bouncing up and down and twisting her ass in circles. She stared between her legs and sighed.
"Such a beautiful sight," she whispered. His big cock moved so smoothly in her cunt. It seemed to take her an eternity to reach the end of his long stem. It was heaven all over again when her cunt went back down. His fat cock rolled her clinging cunt lips in and out. "Wish I could see it better."
He held onto her hips and watched his cock plunge in and out of her tight channel. He had never seen such an electrifying sight. He could see her big tits swinging and swaying in time to her movements. The huge mounds banged together and bounced out beyond her arms from her strenuous effort. He suddenly had an urge to watch her fuck another man, just to see her body respond.
"This was a good idea," he said softly. "I like to watch my cock go in and out of your pussy."
"Your big cock stuffed up my cunt feels so good, darling," she whispered. "You can cum now. I'm right on the edge again."
"I can hold back," he said.
"I want your cum, darling. I get off better when you shoot me full of your hot cream just as I start cumming."
"You got it, baby. Go a little faster."
Vicki giggled. "If I can," she gasped. She could. And did. The muscles in her legs rippled as she levered her ass up and down. The strong muscles in her cunt began to flex spastically around his shaft. They tightened on the upstroke and relaxed on the down stroke. "Wow!" she squealed.
He happily obliged. Her robust fucking had driven him to the edge of endurance. His cock swelled and erupted. The first spurt of his cum hit the bottom of her sheath. She squealed and shuddered as her own orgasm started. She rode his rod vigorously, pushing her passions higher and higher. The harder she fucked, the harder he came. She yelled and whooped like a cowgirl riding a bucking bronco.
He thought she was going to wear his horn out. He had long ago given her the last drop of his cum when she finally slowed. She slid down his legs, turned around, and leaned over. She scooped his limp cock up with her lips and sucked it clean. She straightened up and kissed him, giving him her slick tongue to suck.
"That was magnificent, darling," she breathed. "You are a super fantastic fucker!" She rubbed her pussy and shivered. "Damn!" she muttered.
"Something wrong?"
"Nothing you can't fix," she giggled. "I want to get off again."
Brad looked down at his cock. "Well, that thing isn't going to help you." He pulled her down and tossed her onto the couch. "But you haven't worn out my tongue yet."
She sprawled back, with her legs spread, and he rolled onto his belly. He put her legs over his shoulders and nose-dived into her crotch. His tongue sliced between the lips of her cunt and entered into her dripping hole. She jerked and grabbed his ears. He shoved his hands under the cheeks of her ass and glued his mouth to her hot gash.
Her thick bush tickled his nose as he pushed his face into her wet snatch. He ran his tongue up and down her open slit, then began to give her hot box a tongue bath. She began to hunch up and down as his tongue skittered up her slit. Her large, throbbing love buzzer seemed to leap into his mouth. His licking tongue sent her into a deep turmoil of wanton lust. She arched her back and clutched at his ears. A low moan escaped from her mouth. He washed her clit with saliva and a gush of juice flooded her soppy channel.
Her hips writhed shamelessly. A deluge of carnal sensations coursed through her. She was lost in ecstasy from the moment his tongue touched her clitoris. A vibrant feeling of an impending orgasm seized her. Her buttocks clenched in his hands. She threw her head back. Her eyes rolled up in her head. She tightened her grip on his ears and pulled his mouth tighter to her quaking cunt.
She began to shake violently and cry out loudly as her orgasm started. Her climax went on and on, a continuous mind-bending sensation that wouldn't stop. Her furiously pounding heart was going to burst! Her brain was going to explode! Her cunt was exploding!
Mercifully, her orgasm peaked and began to ebb. She was glad that it ended before she lost her mind. She wished it hadn't ended so soon. He gave her pussy a couple of long licks, then crawled up and kissed her passionately.
"That was so good, darling," she murmured. "You always fuck me so well."
"Yeah, it was good, wasn't it?" he mumbled in reply.
He had to tell her sooner or later. He hesitated. If he told her now, it would spoil the beautiful afterglow of their marvelous fuck. Tomorrow was always another day.