Bob Crawford's affair with Gloria Simpson rolled merrily along. He knew that playing around with one of his wife's friends – her best friend, at that – was a dangerous game, but the moments with Gloria were thrilling enough to make the danger worthwhile.
The strangest thing of all was that his sexual relationship with Gloria was completely different from the one he had with Leona. Gloria had turned out to be a very submissive bed partner, doing whatever he wanted, anytime he wanted it. The more forceful and demanding he was, the more she seemed to like it. Things were always different with Leona, and he had no idea why. Gloria was much more fun, much more satisfying. It was too bad he couldn't have Gloria's brand of sex with Leona, but it seemed impossible to arrange. That's what he thought – until one day Gloria showed him how to do it.
One afternoon Bob and Gloria had a rendezvous at the Carousel Motel on Route 20. Bob arrived early and rented the room. By the time Gloria showed up, he was primed for a session of torrid sex.
"I could use some special treatment," he said.
Gloria giggled as she stripped off her blouse and bra and held up her heavy tits like two melons in her hands. "Like what?" she said.
"Like some deluxe head," Bob replied with grin.
Unzipping his pants, he made her sit down in front of him on the edge of the bed. He grabbed her head and pulled it to his open fly.
"Fish out my cock," he said.
She reached up a hand, but he grabbed her wrist and stopped her.
"Use your mouth, baby. You've got a talented mouth, you ought to be able to do it without hinds."
She looked at him blankly, and then her expression gradually changed and a deep flush colored her checks. When he glanced down at the milk-white globes of her swaying tits, he could see the juicy pink nipples hardening with her arousal.
She went to work. It wasn't easy, but eventually she was able to get, her lips around his cock and pull it out of his pants. Opening his belt, he dropped his pants and shorts to his ankles. He had a full erection, his cock long and thick and dripping.
"Now suck it nice and easy," he said. "And watch those teeth. Nothing ruins a good blow-job like too much teeth."
"You've never complained before," she said tartly.
"Don't talk," he said. "Just suck."
She began a hungry sucking of his throbbing cock. The exciting thing about Gloria was that she liked sucking cock almost as much as fucking.
She started off slowly, licking up and dawn his turgid cock-shaft with the tip of her tongue. Then she lapped her tongue over his swollen cock-head and jabbed her tongue-tip into the slit of his piss-hole.
He let his fingers run idly through her hair, guiding her head over his thick shaft. Her mouth finally moved down to the base of his cock and she began licking his hairy balls. She sucked each ball in turn into her mouth and squeezed it gently.
"You're doing fine," he said. "Keep sucking."
She moved her fingers behind his balls and caressed ass.
"Yeah," he said. "Stick tour finger up my ass."
A groan came out of his throat as she pushed her finger deep into his shit-hole. She put the full length of his hard cock back into her mouth and wiggled the finger in his ass. Sliding her mouth up and down his cock, she fucked his asshole with the same rhythm.
"Christ!" he groaned. "You really know how, don't you? You're a great cock-sucker, Gloria! The best! You'd better stop it now or I'll drop the load down your throat!"
She pulled her mouth off his cock and flopped down on the bed an her belly. Leaning over, he pulled up her dress to uncover her creamy thighs and her plump naked ass.
"No panties," he chuckled. "You came prepared, didn't you, baby?"
She giggled and squirmed her ass under his eyes. The two gorgeous globes swelled out from under her dress in perfect symmetry. He sat there a moment and enjoyed the lovely sight. Then he ran his fingertips over the smooth cheeks and down into the shadowy crack between them. He finally lowered his head and began lapping the crack of her ass with his tongue.
She moaned softly. As his tongue slipped down between her thighs to brush lightly over her asshole and cunt-lips, she wriggled her hips with a gentle, easy rhythm.
"You like that?" he asked.
"God, yes!" she hissed.
He could feel the muscles in her thighs tense with her arousal. The one thing he'd never done was fuck a woman in the ass. He'd never wanted to. Now, however, with Gloria's luscious ass so ready for the taking, the idea came into his head like a burning challenge.
"Listen, Gloria," he said, "has anyone ever fucked you in the ass?"
She was silent a long moment. Then she said: "You can do it, if you want."
"Are you sure?"
"Don't talk about it, just do it!"
He climbed up and straddled her, letting his cock glide over her slippery skin. His thick red prick danced over her asscheeks and slid in and out between her thighs. She lay there meekly, her head buried in the pillow, moaning softly and swaying her meaty ass back and forth.
"Let me have my purse," she said.
Puzzled, he reached over, picked up her purse and gave it to her. Still lying on her belly she searched inside and finally handed back to him a small tube of Vaseline.
"Use that," she said. "And try to be careful."
He squeezed out some Vaseline on his index finger and began working it up her asshole. Her knew there was no way to get his thick cock up her ass without lubricating her hole. When his finger slipped up the tight channel as far as his knuckle, Gloria shuddered with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
"Please, go easy!" she moaned.
Instinct told him to keep his greased finger moving slowly in and out of her asshole. Using his free hand, he smeared a gob of Vaseline over the head and length of his cock, and then he pulled his finger out gently and replaced it with the tip of his cock-head.
For awhile he did no more than rub the head of his cock against her puckered asshole. He took his time. He was enjoying himself immensely and he was in no hurry at all. He wondered why he'd never before had the urge to do this to a woman. Taking a woman's ass implied a profound possession of her body. Was there anything wrong with that? Was it any different than sticking his cock in her armpit? Gloria seemed to like ass-fucking. She seemed hungry for it.
Gloria's fingers clutched the sheets as he began pushing the head of his cock into the tight ring of her slippery asshole.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. "Oh, my God!"
She churned her hips to ease his cock farther inside her shit-hole.
"You want more?"
"Yes!" she hissed. She pushed up harder against him, forcing all of his cock up her ass. She obviously wanted every inch he had to give her. When he hit bottom, she cried out and began coming in a series of wild spasms that nearly knocked him off the bed. She knelt there shuddering with pleasure, ripple after ripple running through her gorgeous ass.
Looking down, he could see the way the thick base of his cock stretched her asshole almost to the paint of tearing. It was all too much for him. After a few short strokes of his cock in and out of the grip of her hot shit-hole, he heaved and grunted and began pouring gobs of jism up her spasming ass. His coming set her off in another series of orgasms even wilder than the first.
"God, that was great!" she said.
After they cleaned up, Gloria said she had to leave immediately to meet her husband downtown.
"But next time you and I have to talk about this," she said. "And about you and Leona."
She kissed his cheek, picked up her purse, and walked out.
Two weeks passed before Bob saw Gloria again. She smiled at the hungry look in his eyes.
"I guess I turn you on," she said.
Bob grinned. "You bet you do! I take one look at that ass and those tits and I'm ready for action!"
"What about Leona? Does she turn you on like that?"
The smile left his face. "Never mind that."
"Okay, but I'd like to talk later."
"Maybe."
"We'll see," Gloria said cheerfully. "Now show me how ready you are." She snuggled close to him, rubbing the mound of her pussy against his hip. They were still dressed. He slipped his hand down her back and over her ass, his finger probing the deep crack between her asscheeks and his fingertip finally finding the puckered outline of her asshole.
"I'm a little sore there," she said.
"Hell," he said. "I haven't touched you in two weeks."
"I have a husband, you know."
He grinned. "Well, how about that? How often does he do it?"
"If you won't talk about Leona, I won't talk about Frank."
"Okay, you win," Bob said. "How often does Frank fuck your ass?"
"About once a month. But it just happened yesterday and that's why I'm still sore."
"Only once a month?"
"I wouldn't mind having it more. Husbands just don't understand their wives, do they?"
"And vice versa," Bob said.
"Do you understand Leona? I don't think you do. Maybe later, if you're nice to me, I'll tell how you can. Would you like that?"
"Sure," Bob said. "Now let's get undressed and fuck!"
His balls churned with cum as he watched her take off her clothes. When she bent forward to slip off her panties, the luscious hang of her tits caused his cock to twitch.
He pushed down the waistband of his shorts. His rampant cock bobbed up and down before settling into an upward thrust with its rosy cock-head bare and gleaming.
Gloria lay down on the bed and Bob knelt beside her. Gripping his cock, she stroked his foreskin up and down with her eyes fixed on the dripping slit of his cock-head.
"You're sure ready!" she giggled.
Leaning forward, he drew his hips back and removed his cock from her reach. He gathered her luscious tits in his hands. Pushing her breasts together, he squeezed and wiggled them as he lapped his wet tongue across their turgid tips. She moaned when he clamped his lips over a long nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth.
Shifting his weight to one side, he moved a hand down to her crotch. She eagerly parted her legs to let him caress the ripe split of her cunt. He fingered her slick cunt-lips and pinched the fat bud of her clit.
"Come on!" she said. "Fuck me! I can't wait any longer!"
He climbed on top of her, tilted his stiff cock downward, and drove his meat home into her juice-drenched cunt.
"God, it's good!" she gasped. "You can make it twice today, lover, I know it! Fuck me hard! Don't hold back! Fuck me!"
He began stroking in and out of her slippery cunt, letting his need build slowly, fucking her with long, evenly paced thrusts. She was right about coming twice – the way he felt at the moment, he could fuck her until next Tuesday! He wondered what she had to tell him about Leona. Heaven would be having Leona fuck as good as Gloria. God, that would be something!
"You've got swinging balls," she crooned. "The nicest feeling in the world is a pair of heavy nuts slapping my pussy! Fuck me, lover! Fuck me out of this world!"
"Tell me about Leona," he said.
"Not now!"
"Yes, now!" he groaned. "If you want me to finish this, you'd better talk!"
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" she moaned. "You're crazy! Oh, shit! Okay, I'll tell you. Get strong with Leona. That's what she really wants. Fuck her brains out, fuck her ass, do anything, but you be the boss. You've got the cock, dummy. You're the boss!"
With a growl of rage, he began mercilessly pounding Gloria's body with his cock. The more he pounded, the more she mewled her acceptance and pleasure. He forced her legs over her shoulders and bent her knees back until the touched her tits. His piledriving thrusts into her steaming crotch soon brought the first convulsions of her orgasm. Moments later, a geyser of jism erupted out of his pulsing cock to inundate her spasmodically contracting cunt.
"You're a good lover," she groaned. "Turn it on for Leona."