Janet found a job as a waitress in a town where nobody knew her. She did all she could to control her fuck-lust. She wore clothes that bid her lush body. She had her hair cut and trimmed. She wore glasses. She didn't joke about sex and she never flirted with any of the men customers. Sometimes she would find them looking at her in hungry ways, but she would look away shyly.
It seemed to work. None of the men made passes at her. At times she almost wished they would. At times she even wished they would throw her on the floor and rape the shit out of her. She wished, but it never happened. At night she would go back to her apartment and she would think about her husband or about Stuart.
She should have known that she could not keep her fuck-lust under control for long. Perhaps there was some kind of aura she put off, because somehow seemed to know all about her.
Her boss was the one who really made her nervous. His name was Albert Wilson and he was constantly looking at her or rubbing against her. She tried to stay away from him. A couple of times she had thought about changing jobs, but she didn't really want to. She was comfortable where she was.
"Hey, Janet," Albert said. "I think I'm going to close up early this evening."
She looked around. The little diner was nearly deserted and she was secretly that he was going to close up early. She went over and shut the door and put the closed sign in the window. Albert was counting the money in the cash register.
She waited until the last few customers had left and then she locked the door. She walked back to where Albert was standing. She finished cleaning off the counter. She was going to let herself oat the back door when she found her way blocked by Albert.
"I said I was going to close early," Albert said. "I didn't say I wanted you to leave early."
"There's nothing else to do," she protested.
"You know better than that, baby," Albert said. "You know I've had an eye on you. I can't understand why you try and cover up that luscious body."
"I have to go," she said.
"It doesn't work though, baby," Albert said. "One look, and a man can tell you love sex. I know that tight little ass of yours has nearly driven me out of my mind."
"Please leave me alone," she said. She tried to get past him. It didn't work. Albert reached out and caught her around the waist. He forced her back until her ass was against the counter. His lips felt hot as he pressed them against her mouth.
"Stop it," she said.
"Come on, baby," he said. "You like it. I know you like it. I'm going to make you like it!"
His tongue pushed at her lips. She didn't want to open her lips. She kept them tightly closed. Albert was grinning as he pulled his head back. She knew what was going to happen. He punched her hard in the stomach and she gasped.
"Now you're going to be nice to me," Albert said. "You're going to be nice or I'm going to hurt you bad!"
He punched her again in the stomach. She was gasping for breath. He kissed her mouth again. This time she opened her mouth and tasted his fat tongue sliding into her lips. He moved his tongue around inside her mouth. In a moment he started sucking at her tongue. She couldn't escape the awful taste and touch. He kept pushing his tongue deeper into her mouth.
"Yeah, baby," he said. "You're going to be nice to me. You're going to be really nice. I'm going to enjoy having you around, baby. We're going to be real good friends."
He had taken her arm and he was forcing her into the back room where she knew he kept a cot for quick naps in the afternoon. She only vaguely heard the sound of broken glass but she was suddenly aware that Albert had released her and was facing the door.
"Who the hell are you?" Albert asked. "What the fuck do you want?"
"I want the lady," a man said.
It was a voice she had heard so many times in her dreams. She couldn't believe it. She turned to find her husband Bob standing in the doorway. He had forced the door open by the lock. She had never seen him looking so big or so fierce.
"You want the lady?" Albert said. "What's she to you?"
"She's my wife," Bob said.
"Well, that's all right, then," Albert said. "I'll send her out to you. You go wait in the car until I'm finished."
"I don't think that will be possible," Bob said. "Unless she wants me to do that."
"Oh no, Bob," she whispered.
She was suddenly afraid for him as Albert started toward him with a yell of anger. Bob was smaller than Albert and it looked like he might have problems. He didn't. Bob stepped aside deftly and he smashed a fist into Albert's fact Albert went down on his knees and he was holding his face. She could see a bright-red smear of blood under his nose.
"Let's get out of here," Bob said.
She put her hand in Bob's big hand and it felt comfortable. She let him pull her out to the car.
She didn't say anything as they walked out to the car. She sat down the seat beside him. He didn't start the car. He seemed to be catching his breath.
"How did you find me?" she asked.
"It was hard," he said. "But I managed to do it because I wanted to find you. I know everything."
"You do?" she asked.
"Stuart admitted what he'd done after I beat the crap out of him a couple of times. He was nothing but a pansy when it came to fighting like a real man."
She shivered. There was something about the thought of her husband beating up Stuart that excited her. She could close her eyes and picture it. She squirmed a little.
"I never thought of you as violent," she said.
"I am where you're concerned," he said. "I know I was angry at first, but then I think I understood. You have needs and I wasn't satisfying them. Well, I'm going to satisfy them from now on."
"I believe you," she said.
She did believe him. This was a new man she had never seen before. He was a powerful man who did the things he wanted to do, and she knew he would satisfy her just as he said he would.
"I own you from now on," Bob said. "I worked to get you back and now I own your ass."
"Yes," she whispered.
"Then prove it, baby," he said.
It was very simple. He reached down and unzipped his trousers and worked his trousers down to his knees. His shorts bulged with the thickness of his prick. She stopped him as he started pulling his shorts down.
"You let me do that," she said.
She gently caned his shorts over his swollen prick and down his long logs. She put her hand on his cock. She squeezed his prick and she felt it getting hard. His cock was throbbing and it sent ripples of excitement through her body.
She slid her fingers down to his balls again. She stroked his balls and then she moved her hand backup to his cockhcad again. She moved her thumb around his cockhead. She gently stroked his cockhead. She rubbed his cockhead and it was smeared with his cum.
"I'm going to prove how much you mean to me," she whispered. "I missed you. I'm going to be yours from now at any way you want me. In the mouth. In the pussy. In the ass. It doesn't matter!"
She bent down and licked gently at the top of his cock and tasted his jism. She opened her mouth a little more, taking his hard prick into her mouth.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned, "That's good. That's fucking good. Suck my prick."
She held just the head of his cock inside her mouth and she rolled it from side to side. She tasted more of his cum and she loved it. She tightened her lips around his prick and she began sliding her head down. It didn't take her long to take almost all of his fat prick into her mouth. She tasted his win at the back of her throat. She stopped and let his prick throb inside her lips. She pulled her head back slowly and let her teeth scrape his prick-flesh.
She kissed the head of his cock. She started using her tongue on his cockhead. Her tongue moved back and forth over his prick. She could taste more of his cum from the tiny piss-hole.
"That's the fucking way, baby," her husband groaned.
Her husband moved his hand to her tits. He started playing with her tits as she sucked his cock. She could feel the heat growing inside her pussy. She wished she had sucked her husbands cock along time ago. She was enjoying it.
"Let me take my clothes off," she whispered as she raised her head. "I'm hot!"
"All right," he said.
She didn't care about the passing can. She quickly peeled off her uniform and then peeled off her bra and panties. She was completely maked. His eyes seemed to burn her body and she leaned back to give him as long a look as he wanted. Her pussy grow a little hotter.
"You're a fucking good-looking woman," he said. "You are really something fucking else!"
Bob reached out and started stroking one tit. He put his other hand between her legs. His fingers began stroking her cuntlips. She spread her legs wider and moaned in pleasure. She had not expected this, but it was making her hotter titan hell. A finger slipped up into her curd and he started fucking it in and out.
"You like that, cunt?" he asked. "You like my fucking finger?"
"Oh yes," she moaned.
He drove another finger into her cunt. He fucked his fingers in and out until ha pussy was slimy with juice. She didn't expect him to put his head between her legs, but that was what he did next. His tongue brushed gently against her cuntlips.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Oh yes!"
His tongue slithered between her cuntlips. He moved his tongue up and down inside the entrance to her cunt. He slipped his hands underneath her and lifted her up slightly. His tongue fucked deeper into her cunt.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "You're making me hot. You're making my pussy hot!"
He knew what he was doing. She had never dreamed her husband could eat cunt but he was proving that he could do it now. His tongue moved around inside her cunt until she was dripping with cunt juice. He found her clit and began sucking on it gently. She spread her legs wider and pushed her cunt against his face. He stabbed his tongue even deeper into her cunt.
"That's so fucking nice," she moaned. "Oh shit, if you only knew what you were making me feel!"
Her husband seemed to be more experienced at eating cunt than she would have ever dreamed. He began fucking his tongue even deeper into her pussy and moving his tongue around. Her cunt was dripping juice, but he didn't seem to mind his face getting smeared.
"Oh, baby," she moaned. "Baby!"
His tongue found her clit and he sucked it up again. Her clit seemed to swell up inside his mouth. He spit it out. He slid his hands underneath her and started playing with her ass. She was surprised when his finger stabbed into her asshole.
"Oh, baby, somebody's been teaching you," she moaned.
She was squirming all over the seat. His tongue started stabbing into her cunt like a cock. He knew what to do with his tongue. It was making her hotter and hotter. He pulled his face away and started licking at her thighs again.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Keep doing that to me. Keep sucking my fucking cunt. Oh, that feels so good!"
He put his face back between her legs and started licking gently at her cuntlips again. He fucked his tongue back into her pussy. He left his tongue inside her cunt for a few more moments before he pulled it back out of her. He sat back up in the seat and grabbed her head. She lowered her head and started licking at the top of his cock again. Her lips and tongue moved all over his swollen cockhead. She was again tasting cum.
"I like the taste of your cum," she whispered. "I enjoy the taste of your cock inside my mouth?"
She opened her mouth as wide as she could. She wanted her husband to enjoy this blow-job. She wanted to prove that she could be a good wife. She opened her lips a little wider and she started sucking his prick into her throat. She could feel his prickhead at the back of her throat and she closed her lips tightly around his cockshaft.
"Oh shit," her husband said. "Oh shit!"
She held his cock deep inside her throat for a long time. She didn't move her head back. She enjoyed the taste of his jism and the throbbing of his cock.
"I'm going to fuck your mouth," he said. "I'm going to fuck your hot mouth!"
He grabbed the back of her head and he started fucking his prick in and out of her mouth. She didn't fight it. She took everything he wanted to give her. More of his jism was filling her mouth. She thought he would come, but she was surprised because he suddenly pulled his prick out of her mouth.
"Spread your legs, bitch," he said.
She leaned back and spread her legs. He slid his hands underneath her and he moved up onto his cockhead was against her pussylips. He pulled hard and his prick split her cuntlips apart.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said. "I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
He began fucking her in hard, deep thrusts. He slipped his hands underneath her ass. He lifted her up and it seemed like his prick was fucking even deeper into her cunt. His heavy balls slapped her hard.
"I'm fucking you hard, bitch," he said. "I'm going to teach you a fucking lesson!"
He started fucking her with hard thrusts. His balls seemed to be trying to bruise her. She was surprised at the way her own body responded so hotly. Of course, it had been a while – but her husband had never excited her this much.
"Fuck me hard," she whispered. "Fuck me hard!"
He fucked her harder. He slammed his prick into her cunt like he was trying to beat her to death with it. She started raising her ass for her husband's hard cock-thrusts.
"You're making me come," she whispered. "You're making me come. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good!"
She twisted all over the car seat. It was wild. It was better than she would have ever imagined. She started lifting her ass even higher and she was taking his prick even deeper into her pussy. She felt good. Her body was shaking with pleasure. She moved so that her cunt was rubbing his fucked. Again the sweet jolts of pleasure kept going through her.
Her juices poured out of her cunt but he didn't slow down. He kept slamming his prick into her as hard as he could. His prick was throbbing inside her and she knew he was close.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to come in your hot pussy. I'm going to fill your cunt. You bitch. You sweet fucking bitch!"
He rammed into her as hard as he could and his prick started spurting hot jism. He pulled his prick out of her at the last moment and his cock exploded again and again. His cum was running down her belly and wetting her thighs. He kept spraying her with his jism. He moved up until his cum was spurting all over her tits and even her face. He finally wiped his prick in her silken hair. She knew he was proving that he owned her.
"Did you really mean all these things you said?" he asked her. "You'll let me have you whenever I want you and I can fuck any hole I like?"
"I meant it," she said. "I'm all yours."
"Then let's go home, baby," her husband said. "We've got a lot of time to make up for."
She smiled because she knew she was going to have the kind of fucking that she needed from now on.